"Why?" Jingming took a sip of wine, furrowed his face tightly, and instantly stretched out again, as if he was enjoying it.

"Don't you also see that I only have one soul? I don't understand this? If you let him know what you are doing now, you will be done with the fun! He will not tell any emotions now! You will die a very miserable, very miserable death!"

If it weren't for him forcing himself out of his body, how could that kid in the magic night think of forcing himself to take him out.

"Hey, old man, did I say you've fixed it?" The voice of the magic night resounded throughout the hall, boundless, and I don't know if it came from the mouth of the dragon.

"I see... Eighty percent..."The most talkative sentiment is suddenly very nerve-wracking, and in just a short moment, this guy has asked hundreds of times! It seems that he has said everything that he has not said for hundreds of years! If he continues like this, he will go crazy if he does not die, and his mind is already echoing the words he said.

"Eighty percent can be repaired?"

The nine ink dragons stared at him, almost breaking down.

After so many years, the spirit has been desperate, and none of the tasks he has given him have been completed!

"It's eighty percent that can't be repaired!"

"What, can't you fix it?" Hearing Qing's words, the nine ink dragons instantly became furious, and they all wanted to tear him apart with their teeth and claws.

"No... No!" The emotion looked panicked, and he had been scared for hundreds of years.

"Do you still want to lie to me? Do you think I don't know, you deliberately broke the spirit mirror?" roared, the nine ink dragons instantly opened their mouths, "I've put up with you for a long, long time! You are chattering in my ear every day, and you are annoyed to death, since you are so useless, today, I have to calcine you to ashes! ”

With a roar, the nine ink dragons instantly spewed out a strong refining fire, and the nine huge pillars of fire spewed straight towards the spirit.

This time, Magic Night is really angry!

"Help... Help..."

"Help..."

The emotion was burned by the fire, no matter how he shouted, there was no movement, no one came to save him, and even he had no intention of saving him!

What does this mean, is this to let this kid burn himself, to let his spirit be wiped out and never to be found?

However, the supreme honor, the supreme power, and the moment when they ascended to the nine heavens, don't they all have their own merits?

Even if there is no merit, isn't there also hard work? Why do you do this to me!

Do you think that without me, you can do whatever you want?

I see, so it is, what to give myself the task, what to make myself guilty and make meritorious contributions, what to wait for the limelight to pass, is everything just to make yourself go up in smoke?

The raging fire, burning endlessly, he could smell the smell of burning, his eyes were very hot, he felt that his whole body would be torn to pieces by the fire, he was unwilling, really unwilling!

The same person, the same body, let yourself go, imprison yourself, why let yourself die! Why...

"Cher... Cher..."

"If you dare to covet my Cher, I'll let you die!"

"Stop... Stop... Do you want to... Do you want to see Cher?" said with emotion raising his hand and dying, the whole person was covered in flames, fell to the ground, couldn't move for a long time, and his whole body hurt when he moved!

The words of affection echoed in the mind of the magic night for a long time, and the fire in his mouth became smaller and smaller!

"I have... I've got a way for you to meet Cher!"

This sentence was even more wavy, instantly extinguishing all the anger in the heart of the magic night, he hooked his lips and smiled, he finally came, and after thinking about it, he withdrew the flames.

The emotion could suddenly feel a chill welling up in his heart, so that his wound was not so painful.

"You're now... What you're locked up now is... It's the flesh, but, he didn't say that it would lock you... Your soul!, isn't it?" said intermittently, he had finally angered the night this time!

Before the words fell, I saw a pale golden silk thread drawn from the body of the nine ink dragons, and the silk thread gathered somewhere, more and more, and soon converged into a man.

The man is handsome and chic, tall and straight, wearing an ink-colored black robe flying, and his long jet-black hair is scattered all over his body, and the fluorescence fluctuates.

There are two inky dragon horns on his forehead, and the dragon horns add a bit of evil charm to the man.

The man landed for a long time, closed his narrow eyes, and smiled comfortably, like a cocoon that had been bound for a long time, and finally broke out of the cocoon and was reborn!

He raised his big hand and felt all the flowing breath, which was so free and so desirable.

Slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were gentle like water, he looked around, hooked his lips and smiled, and his smile was a little evil.

"Cher..."

As he spoke, he gathered a large amount of spiritual power in his hand and struck towards the dark iron cage, "I'm back!"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm, "Wait for me!"

After fighting for a long time, but the dark iron cage did not move at all, and the injuries on Mo Long's body evolved on his own body.

"Poof... Why... He knelt on the ground in pain, tears dripping down his face, he thought it was time to end, but it had no intention of ending.

"Your body, don't bother, in this world, no one can open this dark iron cage, even if Xue'er can't now!" The spirit slowly stood up, but the spirit was not as troublesome as the body, and the wound healed quickly.

"Then what am I going to do?" Demon Night raised her teary eyes and glared angrily, which was worse than killing herself!

"Why do you want to give yourself hope, and then you have to destroy him!" Demon Night slapped his palm on the ground, his eyes were blood-red, and he burned three battles with fire, and the burning made a loud noise, and he was covered in wounds.

"Ahh

Before the words fell, the entire hall was instantly frozen for three feet, and the crystal clear icicles were like bronze mirrors.

"Are you sick, are you, are you coming with your temper? one moment hot, the other cold, are you angry or happy now?"

Magic Night stood up, hooked his lips and smiled, smiling like a spring breeze to warm up, and the ice instantly turned into qi and water, and sank into the ground.

"Terrible... It's terrible! What a terrible madman!" the emotion hugged the big pillar tightly, and trembled with fear.

In these six realms, he had never seen such a person, if Xue'er could integrate the four exercises of demons, Buddhas, demons, and immortals, there would be no second person in this world.

Then this magic night is the one who can integrate the power of the four seasons, ice, fire, water, and wind, and it is unique among the six realms! Is it the reason for the Ancient Divine Armor?

Fortunately, I didn't talk too much!

It's horrible, both of these guys are horrible!

If they were to be united, who else would be their opponent in heaven and on earth!

I see, I see!

"Come down!" As he spoke, Moye raised his hand and rolled it up directly, and directly rolled his spirit off the big pillar, and the big hand instantly grabbed his neck.

"You... What are you going to do!" The emotional breathing is very difficult, it feels like it is going to suffocate in an instant, the neck is pinched to death, it is very uncomfortable, and now there is only one spirit, and all that can be driven is weak spiritual power and humble feelings.

"Don't... Don't do that! let go... I'll tell you how to leave!" the mood looked at the magic night almost in despair!

This person is too terrible, and his temper is too weird, he has been with him day and night for more than 700 years, only knowing that he loves Xue'er deeply, only knowing that he cherishes words like gold, only knowing that he can integrate the power of the four seasons, and nothing else!

He is like a deep pool of nine deep spring water, no one in the world knows his depth, no one knows how dangerous he is, only knows, very dangerous, very dangerous, very dangerous, forbidden to step into these four words have been pasted on his face!

Magic Night hooked his lips and smiled, what he wanted was such an effect, he never bothered to talk nonsense with others!

"Poof... What are you doing? What am I saying, what am I saying is also your uncle! Oh, it hurts... It hurts me!" The emotion fell to the ground, and cried out regardless of his image, he knew that this was already the lightest.

Magic Night ignored the emotion, strode over, and dragged the emotion with one hand to the outside of the main hall.

"Stop, stop!" Emotions hurriedly stopped.

Magic Night stopped moving, didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Wait, let me set this up so I don't know it! Save yourself a lot of trouble, don't you?"

Hearing this, Demon Night let go, "Quick." ”

The spirit smoked the ink hair of the magic night, and then used a spell, and the nine demon dragons were alive, and then they pulled out one of their own ink hair, transformed into their own appearance, and chatted with the demon dragon.

"That's it!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was carried out by the magic night.

"Hehe... Uncle Jade Emperor, you are wrong, plus you, it's us!" Jingming spoke mercilessly, this was learned from Qianxue.

"Little ghost, you can see this! I have to praise you!" Sentiment raised the flask, "Come, cheers to us who are in the same boat!"

"Cheers!"

The two drank a lot of wine again!

"But, Jingming, do you remember, your past life?"

"I don't remember, could it be that I have a past life?" Jingming's face was innocent, and when he opened his eyes, what he saw was his mother's master.

"Jingming!" Qianxue smiled, smiled very sweetly, and her voice was crisp and beautiful, so that Jingming would always remember that voice, that smiling face.

"Mother... Master!" Jingming looked like he was only two or three years old at that time.

"It's so cute, come, mother's hug!" Qianxue's eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and she opened her arms to greet Jingming, who was still unstable.

He can always remember that when he walked in the boundless darkness, it was that smile, that crisp call, and that warm embrace that gave him a sense of belonging, a sense of security, and the only one to rely on, and he never wanted to lose.

"Mother... The hosts!so warm... It's so warm!" he stretched out his little hand and hugged her tightly! Smelling the fresh smell of her body, the smell was refreshing, and he would always remember the smell of his mother's master.

"Yes, you are a stone!" the sentiment burped and continued to drink, tonight, he will not get drunk and not return, tonight, he is in a very bad mood!