"Xingsuo" returned, it swam and wrapped around Gangneung's right arm, in circles, and the whole body of the stars flashed, a cheerful appearance that had finally returned to its owner. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Ling was speechless, the corners of his eyes twitched, he had just finished explaining, and before he could clean himself, he fell into it again.

First, the thief pit himself, and now the "star rope" is also here, this is a "serial pit"!

Even with Gangneung's temperament, he has the urge to scold the street!

"It's too bad!"

Jiang Ling was indignant, he looked at the crescent moon, laughed dryly, and said, "If I say that this is an accident, will you believe it?"

"What do you say?" the crescent moon snorted coldly, her eyes unkind.

"Jiangling, you're going too far!" Fu Lengchuan walked over, stared at Jiangling, and said indifferently: "You dare to bully the Moon Fairy so unscrupulously, are we really not able to set it up?"

He is standing up for the crescent moon, and at the same time avenging himself, after all, he was almost put on a table by Jiangling before, and this matter cannot be easily revealed no matter what.

He had to ask Jiangling for an explanation, otherwise he really thought that he Fu Lengchuan was made of mud, and anyone could step on it?

In fact, not only Fu Lengchuan, but also some other people surrounded him, staring at Jiangling, obviously with bad intentions.

"Dare to make a black hand to the fairy, you are too long-lived, right?" someone snorted coldly.

"Holy Maiden, don't worry, we will be ashamed of you today!"

"This Jiangling is a scourge, it's not peaceful anywhere, this time I want to harm the Inviting Moon Fairy, I really don't know how thick the sky is!"

"Toads want to eat swan meat too!"

"If you want me to say, just throw him into the dark realm and let him fend for himself. ”

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More than a dozen people surrounded them one after another, and they were very angry and denounced Jiangling, and some even proposed that Jiangling should be driven back to the dark realm and left to fend for himself.

This proposal is too damning, and it is clearly an attempt to put Gangneung to death!

It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old purple-clothed young man, his face was full of rebelliousness, but his eyes were like poisonous snakes, extremely insidious, and people couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.

Jiang Ling's face turned cold, these people obviously wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill him, he suspected that someone was secretly agitating, the crescent moon incident was just an introduction, and the people in the secret had ill intentions and wanted to be unfavorable to him, so as to kill him!

The young man in purple should have been used as a "gun", but he didn't know it, and he was still making a lot of nonsense.

The crescent moon moth frowned, although Jiang Ling was disrespectful to her, but after all, she didn't make a big mistake, just teach him a lesson, if you want his life, it will be too much.

Soon, she also realized that something was wrong, and it seemed that someone secretly wanted to use this to "make trouble" and want to be bad for Gangneung.

Someone is targeting Gangneung!

"You want to drive me back to the Dark Realm?" Jiang Ling glanced at the clamoring people and sneered, "Which of you has the ability to do this?"

Everyone's expressions were stagnant, a little jealous, and the cries of condemnation gradually became smaller.

The person in front of him is Jiangling, the madman of Xichuan who once "slashed a thousand pride", died and died several times, and returned from immortality, this person has too many legends, which shocks the world.

He is definitely one of the top figures in the young generation, how many people are there to compete with such an existence?

"Arrogance!" Fu Lengchuan looked directly at Jiangling and said coldly: "Jiangling, don't forget, this is not Xichuan, nor Nanzhao, but World City!"

Jiang Ling's eyes flashed suddenly, this Fu Lengchuan was too active, and it seemed that he was deliberately targeting him, of course, it was not ruled out that he wanted to stand out for the beauty and show himself.

"Yes, such an arrogant and domineering guy should drive him back to the Dark Realm. Suddenly, someone spoke up, his voice was cold, with a touch of sharpness, it was as sharp as a sword, piercing people's hearts.

It was a young man, standing with a sword, his posture was straight, his eyebrows were like knives, his eyes were like swords, and his eyes were extremely cold, like a glacier for thousands of years, and the cold was cold to the bone.

"Pei Tianluo, you're not dead yet?" Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer.

This person was Pei Tianluo, who was practicing the Ruthless Sword Dao, and he actually appeared in this dark realm of light.

"You are still alive, how can I die?" Pei Tianluo looked at Jiang Ling and sneered: "I haven't defeated you yet, even if I am really unfortunate enough to fall, I will crawl back from the death prison!"

Jiang Ling laughed, he and Pei Tianluo are old enemies, they had fought several times when they were in Xichuan, and now that they meet again, it is naturally inevitable that there will be a fight.

He glanced around and found several familiar figures, among them was a beautiful woman, wearing a silver-white dress with a silver wine bag hanging from her waist, standing in the distance, looking at Gangneung.

is actually innocent, the princess of this demon ruin, and even appeared here.

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, and nodded slightly, which was regarded as a compliment.

Si Wuxian chuckled, grabbed the wine bag with her delicate jade hand, and raised it towards Jiangling, which was regarded as a response.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, there was a noise from the rear, which was very sudden, which shocked everyone and hurriedly looked back.

At this moment, the mist that filled the land of light gradually dissipated, revealing the true face of the land of light.

In fact, although this place is called the "Land of Light", it is shrouded in a thick snow-white mist, and the visible range is not large, and the place where everyone is located happens to be connected to the dark realm, so it can be regarded as an empty place.

The realm of darkness was separated from the land of light, like a barrier, half of which was darkness that could not be seen, and the other half was light that swirled with white mist.

Half light, half dark, completely separating the area.

At this time, everyone was in the light, except for the darkness in front of them, the other three sides were always shrouded in white mist, and now the white mist was about to dissipate, revealing the true light.

Everyone hurriedly turned around and scanned the four directions intently.

"What's that?" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Like...... It's a woman!" someone said in a trembling voice, in a frightened tone.

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly raised their heads, watched and inspected.

The white mist was looming and disappearing, and everyone saw a boulder dozens of feet high through the thin mist, and on top of the boulder, there was a woman sitting!

Everyone was shocked, this is a forbidden place, it has not been opened for thousands of years, how can there be a woman?

"Who is she?!" said humanely, in an uneasy tone.

The fog thinned out, and everyone finally saw the woman's true face.

It was a very beautiful woman, she was wearing white clothes and white pants, but the hanging green silk had long lost its luster, she closed her eyes, and her whole person was filled with a decadent atmosphere, obviously lifeless.

Apparently, she had been dead for years.

She sat motionless on the boulder, as if she had been sitting for thousands of years, undying.

Sit for 10,000 years!

This is a woman who has been dead for a long time.

Everyone was moved, looking at the face that was still beautiful but lifeless, their eyes were a little trance, and they sighed inexplicably.

She passed away in time.

It turns out that Tianzi Hongyan will eventually be defeated by the wind knife of the years. (To be continued.) )