In the Qiankun Palace, Xiang Liu, who was indifferent to the young man, was already sitting on the ground and scolding his mother, and he didn't know how many times he was scolded, he was tired, so he didn't bother to scold anymore, he only climbed over there to look at his senior brother, and he didn't know what their team had experienced in the East Island, the old boy's physical condition was not very good, and he was plagued by the young man so far as he came back, at this moment, he was about to carry his life.

The top ten yin handsomes tried their best to rescue, and they didn't stop them when they watched over there, as if they didn't care about the people here at all, and they were just drinking tea there slowly.

Picking up the head and wiping the half-dried dirty blood on his face, Xiangliu only felt pain in his heart, shaking the head of the person who fell into chaos, "You can't die, what will I do if you die?"

Yin Yao couldn't speak to him, but his scattered eyes were looking for something without focus, looking at him like that, countless past events appeared from the depths of his mind, Xiang Liu didn't want to recall something at this time, but that kind of scene lingered in front of him, making this person inexplicably sad, and he couldn't help but mumble a few more times, "You owe me so many debts, you can die if you want to?" How can there be such a cheap thing in the world, Lao Tzu's debt hasn't been paid to you, what the hell are you going to hell for...... Hell won't accept you like you, your character is too bad......"

When Dongyue and a few people came in, they saw the first lord below hugging his uncle and confiding in his heart, originally he wanted to talk to that young man directly, but he was followed by a fun-loving guy next to him, and he was shivering from being frozen and didn't stop his mood of watching the excitement, he grabbed someone's sleeve and squatted on the beam, looking at his virtue, Yue Lao'er pulled the yarn in his hand and looked disgusted in the back, but he had to consider his personal safety, "Do you want me to call someone over?"

Dongyue shook his head, "Whoever you call well, you have a lot of idle things!"

Moon Lao'er, "......"

The people below couldn't see the movement above, Xiang Liu's broken thoughts finally summoned the temporary sobriety of the Yin Yao, looking at the old face full of bitterness above, the uncle looked at his head helplessly, and made a look at the ten Yin Shuai who gave him the protector, and looked at what he meant, the ghost king was the first to shake his head, of course the meaning was no, Yin Yao frowned, "Do you understand what I mean, Lao Tie?"

The ghost king half-snorted his eyelids and was silent, the eldest brother was silent, and of course the other younger brothers did not dare to act rashly, looking at their virtue, Yin Yao became angry, "You want to rebel, don't you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pinched by Xiang Liu, "If you want to die uncle, don't die in front of me!"

Yin Yao pushed his hands away, spat out a mouthful of old blood, and glanced at the guy over there who was still drinking tea and completely didn't exist for them, "If you die, I won't be so idle." ”

Xiang Liu stinked with an old face, sat on the ground and looked at the person who stood strongly, Yin Yao didn't look at him, only pulled out the long knife in his waist and struggled forward a few steps, raised the knife and pointed at the tea drinker, "What do you want?"

He didn't look at him, ignored him, and only looked at the blackened tea leaves that had been brewed in his teacup and said nothing, Yin Yao felt a trace of inexplicable difficulty, and his arm holding the knife involuntarily trembled, "You think ......"

Before the words came out, he was choked by the blood gushing out of his throat, and he couldn't stand up for a while, and fell into the arms of Xiang Liu behind, and the ten yin handsomes standing around looked at each other, and the ghost king looked up and glanced up, Dongyue waved his hand with a smile on his face, and the people below didn't want to talk to him, so they only looked at their master.

Obviously, Yin Yao, who was beaten by an invisible thing again, was speechless at this moment, and only looked at the person who had been a rival with him for most of his life, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything after all, Xiang Liu dragged him for a while and was also very sad, no matter who was right or wrong in the past, it has become a passing cloud at this moment, I thought that I had long wanted this person to die on the East Island, but now I feel heartache when I look at him like this, it is really a very ironic thing.

"There are some things that I have always wanted to ask you......" Xiang Liu stopped talking, wiped the dirty blood spurted out of his arms again, and opened his mouth again with enough strength, "You tell me the truth, you have been saving me like this, have you been interested in me for a long time?

The Yin Yao, who was still trying to pull out of the chaos, suddenly woke up, and then choked to death by the words of their first lord, and he didn't want to wake up again.

Seeing that the boss was choked to death, the ghost king and they didn't seem to be in a hurry anymore, just standing there waiting for something, until Xiangliu raised his head and screamed, "Oh my God!!"

The shock made several people in Dongyue, who were hiding on the beams and pillars, fall down.

The person who should have come seemed to have finally come, and the young man who had been drinking tea and refused to speak finally had a reaction, turned around, looked at the emperor who had just gotten up from the ground, smiled lightly, and laughed with goosebumps all over his body......

Daomen City was besieged by countless demons and demons, even though Yu Luo Yan Qing and they struggled to resist, even though all the spirit elders came to help, but they still did not stop the coming of the disaster, the magic cover was broken layer by layer, watching the heavenly fire descend, but he had no power to return to the sky, and the fragility of life was once again vividly interpreted.

The sky was full of thunder, strong winds, and heavy snowfall, and the sky was so gloomy that it almost collapsed, which was really terrifying to watch.

In such an atmosphere, with a piercing thunder, the Qingyi Pavilion Theater collapsed, a raging fire ignited in the blizzard, and a seriously injured Burning Engine rose out of the flames, smashing heavily on the ground outside, and the stone slab shattered a piece, how majestic he was before, he vomited blood at this moment, just like that muddy, no one knows where so much bad water came from in the stomachs of these non-biological species.

Shaoqing walked out of the raging fire with love and weakness, a kid with dark red veins like a ghost crawling out of purgatory, if it weren't for the two holy children behind him, it would definitely make people look thrilling and terrifying, fortunately, at this time, the kid has not lost his nature and knows what his identity is.

Knowing that he was angry and Hun Yi was not his opponent, he didn't think that he was actually planted in his hands now, and the burning Qing who was standing on a high place was actually laughable at this moment, and the blood in his mouth seemed to be like a dazzling lotus on the snow, but he only laughed silently, such a laugh, it was inevitable that he would laugh a little sadly, and he actually planted ......