The moon is cold and the stars are sparse, and the evening breeze is clear.

The night is as cool as water, and the snow is scattered.

He glanced at the song, and she was trembling, which really made people hate it even more!

The song made contact with his gaze, looking straight into his eyes, fixed, as if to look through him - in Xuan Moli's body, there were indeed two divine consciousnesses. The song sighed softly in his heart.

The "she" they had spoken in their mouths in the door was themselves if it was true.

One is arrogant and evil, and the other is quiet, alienated and warm.

It's just—they're all, Xuan Moli.

......

Xuan Mo opened his hand in the air, and then, a fifty-string serpent fell into the air, he fell cross-legged between the snow, and put his backhand between his knees.

"For the sake of your dying, how about this gentleman play another song for you?" he said as he raised his lips seductively, pointing to the selpine.

Pluck the first string.

The tone is very low, some ambiguous, some blurry.

......

"Morning and twilight, timid clouds, evening frost blooming all over the pear blossoms.

Yingshui is silent, a fragrant flower, and several times tender. ”

......

Xuan Moli in front of him, chanting and singing, a few times down, a few times tender.

The hair hanging down the side of his cheeks was all depressed and inexplicably lonely.

Such a person is familiar to her. It's just that she never knew that Xuan Moli would soothe her.

The sound is Xiao Xiao, and it turns to high-pitched.

......

"If there is no night frost, if there is no pear blossom, who will prove the truth or falsehood.

If there is no water, if there is no morning and twilight, how many degrees of fragrance is good?"

......

Xuan Moli raised his eyes, the cold light flashed, and the color flew in.

He looked into the bottom of the song's eyes, and resentment poured out, as if the blade with annoyance stabbed the song all over the body.

......

"Bright as snow, bright as the moon, don't talk about pear blossoms in the far future.

There is no way, I am worried about the long night, and the sound of raising a glass is dumb.

There is a way, except for Wushan Yun......"

The singing is not finished, and the strings are ...... but it was broken. He read the next sentence in a stupid emptiness: "Pear blossom can't speak." ”

......

Xuan Moli was silent for a long time.

The sound has been extinguished, the words have not stopped, and she seems to understand a little bit in the belly of the song.

"You and 'he' mistakenly took me for someone else, so 'he' will exchange the Resentful Spirit Orb with me for ten years. The song spoke quietly, and between the words, there was no trace of waves, "I can't accept your infatuation with me, after all, I am not her." ”

Xuan Mo smiled from the sky, and after laughing, he pushed the waves with his sleeves, and his sleeves were like green chains, shattering Zhe Yu's spell shield and hitting him directly in the chest.

"......" Song was defeated and retreated a few steps, and the blue blood spurted out, and the blood, falling on the snow, opened a little white mandala.

"Do you still want to quibble, between heaven and earth, only one person's blood has fallen into a flower!" Xuan Moli smiled bitterly and looked very ugly, "This flower on the other side is still given to you by this monarch...... Hahahahaha...... Hahahaha...... If you are ruthless, why should you be soft-hearted, and if you are affectionate, can you call it half-heartedness? Be merciful everywhere, but do you know the identity of the person you have abandoned?"

Nege wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said coldly: "Although I am not the person you misident, it's just that don't be too sad." ”

"Oh, are you taking pity on Ben-kun?"

"You and 'him' treat yourself like this, it's too cruel. "The song has made it clear that this resentful spirit swamp is the place where Xuan Moli's two divine senses are used to escape from the injury, and both divine consciousnesses are trapped here. Even if it is a god level, it can't escape the word "love".

At this time, Xuan Mo's eyes were damp, and even if he was still a few steps away from him, he could still feel the sparse and broken aura emanating from his body.

The song continued: "I have no pity for you, no one needs the pity of others, if you are proud, you will enjoy it, if you are not satisfied, you can be normal." Not to mention ......"

Xuan Moli's resentful eyes looked at the song faintly: "What's more?"

"What's more, love, what a tsundere thing, it does not respond with pity because anyone lowers its posture, nor is it given in fear because of anyone's resentful revenge......"

"Hahahaha...... Okay! Very good! These words are reasonable! They actually came from your mouth! This gentleman still thinks that a son without a mother must have no upbringing!" Xuan Moli laughed and continued.

The sentence "A son without a mother must have no upbringing!" poked at the weakness of the song's heart.

Xuan Moli smiled, and he couldn't stand up for a lifetime.

Scorn.

This surging contempt is clearly like a giant blade, pointing directly at the self-esteem of the song.

He clenched his fist under the sleeve of his robe and clenched his palm like a cut: "You, don't deceive people too much!"

"All living beings are just ants, what are you, this gentleman has never taken you in his eyes, it was in the past, and it is now!"

Nege trembled angrily, and Zhe chanted with God: "Nege, shouldn't you let me out?"

"Oh, Kunpeng's heart?" Xuan Mo slowed down, "I forgot, you still have such a thing." It's a pity that it's too young to be useful. ”

"You, insult me Zhe?" "Insult me, "Insult me, insult me, no matter who you are, I can't spare you!" As he spoke, a light blue light emanated from his body, and he pulled out the thousand-year-old chain of thorns and vines around his waist, and the whip shook out, heading straight to Xuan Moli's chest.

There was still a distance of half an inch, and Xuan Moli held it with one hand: "Oh, you have been cultivating for seven years, that's it?" As he spoke, Xuan Moli dragged the thousand-year-old chain of thorn vines to the side.

The song was carried away by the reaction force, and he would fall to Xuan Moli's feet.

Xuan Moli's evil smile floated at the corner of his mouth: "Demon clan, it's still so useless." ”

The carp turned twice in a row, widening the distance between him and Xuanmo. In his thoughts, the thorn vines stood up one after another with thousand-year-old chain barbs, and one pierced straight into Xuan Moli's palm. The song gave the true qi to the chain, and the barbs that pierced into Xuan Moli's palm flew long, straight through Xuan Moli's entire arm.

"In that case, I can't treat you as Xuan Moli! You first disguised yourself as 'him' to lure me to let you go, and then said unprovoked words, and now you insult me and insult my demon clan, and now, you will die here!"

Xuan Moli collected all his expressions, walked lightly towards the song, and then spread his hand in front of the song, only to see the thorny vine thousand-year-old chain barb, inserted into the palm of Xuan Moli's palm, if it wasn't so close to see clearly, it wouldn't be cruel.

"Ahh

One drop. One drop. Drops on snow-white ground. Like a melancholy pain.

"Come, examine Benjun's wounds. The wound in my heart is only heavier than this, and it is never lighter. Xuan Moli's arm stretched out in front of Nege made Nege feel too cruel, and he only accepted the thousand-year-old chain of thorns and vines. Xuan Moli laughed: "Hahahahaha...... Hahaha...... You're always like this, why are you ruthless?"

"You ......", the song hated very much, and at this time he was soft-hearted and stopped.

"I just think, it's kind of interesting. But, do you know, what is power? Now, this gentleman wants you to see the true power, only when you understand what is called true power, will you know what reverence is!" Xuan Moli said, the dark green aura around his body ignited, and the wound on his arm healed quickly, as the dark green aura became deeper and deeper, more and more majestic, and the whole world seemed to be swallowed by this dark green......

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