Liang Huang didn't know what Qingsong Zhenren thought, since Qingsong Zhenren secretly told the demon girl and the demon boy that he was plotting to kill him, he was frightened day and night, and he wanted to force a smile in front of the demon girl, but for a few days, he felt that he was about to go crazy, but at this moment it was different, he climbed the stairs and laughed wildly, full of spirit, as if he was a few years younger, and swept away the feeling of flesh beating in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He has always been keen to visit the people who cultivate immortals, in order to be immortal, Baiga City outside the fairy corridor every five years to view the immortals, there is his figure, every time he sees those who can fly to the sky, he is envious, burn incense and bathe, bow down sincerely, only ask his sincerity to move the immortals, give such a half of the elixir.

Hard work pays off, just over three years ago, he met the current queen on the way back, the queen knows the fairy law, and even found the green pine immortal master for him, that time was the happiest time in his life, day and night hard work, and the elixir can be knocked.

The elixir is endless, and after knocking, he is full of energy and refreshed, and he seems to really have the feeling of ascending to the immortal, so he abandons the government and cooperates with the queen more hard, in order to become an immortal as soon as possible.

Just a few days ago, the effectiveness of the elixir plummeted, and the Qingsong Immortal Master secretly informed the queen of the conspiracy, he was stunned, his mind was buzzing and booming, if it wasn't for the Qingsong Immortal Master to tell him, he would have been kept in the dark until he died, and what was waiting for him was to suck it dry and squeeze out his body and soul.

And at this moment, the Qingsong Immortal Master and the two immortal friends joined forces, seeing that the demon boy was about to be ambushed, how could he not laugh, how could he not laugh, the shadow of death that shrouded him was gone, replaced by a sense of happiness.

Emperor Liang laughed heartily, the clean skin of the half-old man was filled with a sickly red "run" color, like a touch of red brought by the spring breeze blowing across the earth, a familiar fragrant wind slowly penetrated into his nose, the pace was silent, a tender onion jade hand on his shoulder, tapping his collarbone lightly.

Liang Huang's face turned pale in an instant, the cold air on his back was rising, the laughter was swallowed back by him abruptly, and he couldn't stop trembling, squeezing out a trace of a smile, but his facial muscles were obviously uncontrollable, and the words blurted out gradually turned from laughter to crying: "The queen spares her life!"

Behind Emperor Liang, several attendants had already frothed at the mouth and passed out, and the woman in the palace costume spat Zhilan and said slowly: "Order the execution, otherwise you will die!"

The tone was cold, and Emperor Liang was almost unstable after seeing the cold and waveless eyes of the woman in the palace clothes, and when he turned his head to see the situation below, his face was extremely ugly.

I saw the young man in yellow dancing a huge silver fan in the air, not closed, but opened, and the light of the moon flickered, under the control of the young man in yellow, in just an instant, he knocked Qingsong Zhenren and Hutou and others to the ground, spraying blood wildly.

Seeing this situation, Emperor Liang did not dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly pulled out his greatest strength and shouted anxiously below: "The soldiers obey the order, and immediately execute, there must be no mistakes, otherwise they will be punished according to the crime of resisting the order!"

As soon as the will came out, Wen Han and the others on the platform just felt a trace of joy for Emperor Liang's awakening, and in an instant, they were cold from their heads to the soles of their feet.

"Faint Jun, greedy for life and afraid of death, I, Wen Han, will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" Wen Han roared angrily, he is not a foolish and loyal person, he is loyal to the people, Mingjun, and the society, not the mediocre and incompetent person in front of him.

The soldiers were ordered to do it, and here the imperial order was the largest, and they instinctively obeyed, and the sound of "sonorous" rose quickly, surging towards the platform with a killing aura like a killing machine.

Among the onlookers, I don't know when, the sturdy man pulled the masked black scarf hidden on his chest, turned over and jumped out, pulled out the soft sword in his waist, the cold light flashed, there were dozens of them, and he galloped to the platform like he was not afraid of death, and he was about to meet the soldiers in a blink of an eye.

The young man in yellow snorted coldly: "Look for death!"

Dao Dao Yuehua silver light turned into a sickle wind blade, and instantly galloped towards the masked dead soldiers, in front of the wind blade, these dead soldiers were like mantis arms as a car, and before they even had time to blink their eyelids, they howled miserably, severed limbs flew sideways, and flesh and blood splattered.

Qingsong Zhenren shouted at the tiger head and the tail near the fall: "Little friend, run away, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

Without waiting for the tiger head and rattle tail to respond, Qingsong Zhenren had already endured his injuries and was about to flee in the air.

"Do you want to run, you stinky Taoist dare to betray us, can you run away?" The young man in yellow sneered, the huge fan in front of him shook, and a moonlight silver blade as long as a person shot out, cutting through the rain curtain with a "whoosh", which was bound to cut Qingsong Zhenren in two.

Qingsong was really shocked, the speed of the silver blade was too fast, he couldn't dodge at all, since Niu Fan rescued him from the secret realm not long after, he fell into the hands of this yellow-clothed young man, there was no treasure to resist at all, and it was unknown whether he could resist it with his cultivation.

Seeing that he was about to be divided into two points, his heart was bitter, and he regretted that he was eager to turn back, but to let him watch thousands of people on the platform being beheaded, and still in the name of his "demon way", he asked himself if he could do it, and his heart was extremely conflicted.

When life and death were about to disappear, an ordinary young face suddenly appeared in his mind, and the faint smile that the young man showed when he was still young, shaking the dagger in his hand and begging him for blood, he felt extremely friendly at the moment.

was able to escape death in the secret realm, completely relying on the innocent young man, but when the young man grew into a young man and rescued him, he felt the cold aura of the young man, which made him, a person who had lived for a long time, tremble, the young man never said what had happened, and he didn't dare to ask more.

And at this moment, when the danger came, he couldn't help but think of the young man, and he sighed secretly in his heart: "Alas, if Niu Xian's nephew was here, I would definitely not die so miserably." He was full of an inexplicable trust in the youth.

The Yuehua Silver Blade was no longer enough to be close to Qingsong Zhenren, and it was about to be approaching, although Qingsong Zhenren knew that he couldn't dodge, but he still twisted his body wildly, trying to avoid it, but the disappointment in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Uncle Qingsong, long time no see. ”

A young man's deep words came, and although the voice was faint, it seemed extremely pleasant to the ears of Qingsong Zhenren.

There was a muffled sound of "buzzing", and an invisible phantom big hand instantly appeared in front of Qing Song's real person, and the Yuehua silver blade only made a muffled sound under the big hand, and disappeared into invisibility.

A young man dressed in white walked slowly to the platform, although it was slow and fast, it seemed to be a slow pace, but in fact, the speed was too fast, leaving white afterimages.

Qingsong Zhenren glared at his small eyes, and looked at the young man in white with disbelief, the young man looked ordinary, just now from the voice Qingsong Zhenren had already heard that the person was Niu Fan, but he still felt like a dream at the moment, as if everything was so unreal, his Niu Xian nephew really came to rescue him.

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