Mithorn is a blood demon.

It was one of many sleeping monsters that awoke from under the filthy soil as the black dragon swept across the earth.

Mi Thorn is a demon raised on the ancient battlefield, it is a bloated insect condensed by countless turbid blood, it is the most powerful evil thing in this side, more than ten years of sleep has made its strength skyrocket, and now when it climbs out of the layer, it has two more head-like filthy tentacles than it was back then.

It pierced its blood-red tentacles into the soil and screamed at the sky, white waves spreading out.

This is its means of gathering its subordinates. It is the great demon who responds to the call here, and every time it loots and sweeps, it will follow the mighty demon group behind it, but the strange thing is that an hour has passed, and its subordinates have not given any response.

Mithorn didn't wait any longer, it was too hungry, and planned to find a village in the middle of nowhere.

Soon, it found a secluded village, which was not large, with only a few dozen families.

Before eating people, Mithorn likes to capture a group of boys and girls first, admiring their fears.

Strangely enough, this time, Mithorn found that the people of the village did not seem to be afraid of it.

Mithorn knows that over the years, there have been more and more evil slaying divisions stationed outside the wilderness, which has given the villagers and townspeople confidence, but this kind of confidence is ridiculous to it, it is far more powerful than ordinary demons, and it wants to chew the sword of the evil slaying division in front of these villagers.

As she attacked, Mispur saw that all the villagers had their heads bowed and their hands folded as if to make a wish.

Wish?

Mi Thorn felt even more ridiculous, thinking to himself how you humans are more ignorant than me, a monster, instead of making a wish, it is better to recite a scripture for yourself.

Then, it found that it was standing inexplicably on its shoulder.

"What are you?" Mi Thorn asked.

"Come and kill your cat." The three-flowered cat licked its paws and replied coldly.

"Pretending to be a ghost." The thorn smirked, and the blood-red tentacles rolled over.

The strong wind blows on its face, the three-flowered cat deftly avoids, it leaps in the air, opens a special umbrella, the umbrella surface slows its fall, it looks at the big demon in front of it, a pair of cat eyes are bright.

"With this little ability, it's not enough to give me a tooth sacrifice."

Mithorn thought that the cat had some ability, and as soon as it fought, it shook its bloated head, and the two blood-colored pointed tentacles quickly lengthened, winding towards the three-flowered cat.

"You don't need to kill you yourself."

The three-flowered cat wanted to snap its fingers, but it couldn't do anything, so it waved at the void and said, "O most loyal family of the deity, sacrifice your invincible blade, cut off the head of this evil animal, and fulfill everyone's wishes!" ”

On the ground, a pair of extremely beautiful teenagers and girls appeared, they stood side by side, jumped up on their knees, and dragged two long rainbows into the sky.

Seeing them, Mithorn was even more relieved, this pair of young girls had good mana, but after all, they were just wastes in the fairy realm, and they couldn't be its opponents at all.

The three-flowered cat grabbed the umbrella and fell to the ground.

"Sanhua Immortal, the monsters who came this time seem to be more beneficial than the previous ones, can the two immortals really win them?" The little girl asked worriedly.

"As long as your desire to kill demons and demons is strong enough, you will definitely be able to kill the great demons." The three-flowered cat has a word.

When the little girl heard this, she quickly lowered her head and prayed with the others.

Outside the village, a fierce battle lasted for a whole hour, and the boy was as sharp as a falcon and the girl was as sharp as a crane, and with their dexterous bodies they moved between the earth and the mountain wall, slashing the bloated insect to pieces.

The realm of the thorn is far higher than that of this pair of boys and girls, but they have no way to deal with them for a while, and what is worse is that if it continues to drag on like this, it is very likely to be ground to death by their soft knife cutting style.

Mithorn calmed down, it understood the truth of catching the thief and the king first, it no longer entangled with the young girl, it immediately turned around, opened its round mouth at the village, the thick white light condensed in its mouth, as soon as its head flicked, the light of death would pour down, destroying half of the village.

This is its most powerful move, the only drawback is that it has to be released with its mouth, which makes it unable to make a move while speaking harshly.

When the Mithorn was about to wash the village with the light of destruction.

A cold laugh rang in its ears.

It was a very light and playful laugh, but it was like a steel knife pierced into Mi's brain.

Who is it?!

Mi Thorn looked sideways, but there was no one in sight.

When it turned its head, it found that not far in front of it, a snow shadow stood in the backlight, hanging in front of its trick.

Looking for ...... Death

Mi Thorn didn't know who it was, but felt that the other party was very pretending, it looked up to the sky and roared, the giant head shook off like a whip, and the snow-white pillar of light erupted and swept down.

The pillar of light slammed into the snow shadow.

The white light exploded.

A mist of light covered the entire village.

Before Mi Thorn could react to what was happening, in the fog ahead, a delicate white and delicate hand pierced through the thick fog and stretched out.

The jade hand shook in the air.

The manic wind solidified into a sword in her palm.

The fog was pierced completely, the sky was cleared, and the village was intact - its full force was completely defended.

The white-robed fairy slashed through the light mist with his sword and slashed diagonally.

The roar of the wind was silenced on the blade of the sword, and it only heard the cold voice coming indifferently, and spit out two words lightly: "It's really weak." ”

The fairy circled around its neck and appeared on the hill behind it.

Neck slash.

Mithorn's skull broke, and more than 3,000 wounds appeared on the giant body, which collapsed and dissolved into blood.

The fairy didn't even bother to look back, she let go of the hand holding the sword, and the long sword taken from heaven and earth turned into a hundred wisps of breeze, and returned between heaven and earth.

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"This time I got more wish power than I have ever done before, and it seems that it won't be long before the deity can regain control of the King of the Blue!"

The three-flowered cat followed Mu Shijing's side, closed his eyes and tapped the wish contained in the sea, jumping and jumping, very happy, Mu Shijing saw that it was too happy, so he stretched out a foot and tripped the kitten walking with his eyes closed.

The three-flowered cat fell in the snow and gnawed on the mud, and the bad son giggled on the sidelines.

When Lin Shouxi saw this scene, he sighed helplessly.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed since the night of the black dragon's corpse.

Half a month ago, they finished reading Gong Ying's notes.

They were deeply shocked by the last content of the note, about the true country, about the origin of mankind, about the pale and the origin, about the origin of the whisper...... In the past, I am afraid that only the gods knew about these secrets.

Flipping through the last page of the notebook, there is a painting sandwiched in it, which is the picture scroll of Gong Ying and Xiao Song when they left the school.

In the picture, dozens of disciples are standing together, staring ahead, smiling.

Gong Yu held the painting in his hand, and when his eyes were blurred with tears, he heard Lin Shouxi ask: "Which is your father?" ”

"You don't even recognize this? Yes, of course...... Well...... Of course it's ......" Gong Yu groaned and raised his fingers, hanging in a heel, unable to point down for a while—this is a picture scroll of teenagers and girls when they were twelve or thirteen years old, and it is difficult to discern.

"Is the ancestor his own?" Lin Shouxi said sarcastically.

"You're coming?" Gong Yu was not convinced, and said coldly: "If you can find out, you can dispose of it for the teacher." ”

Lin Shouxi pointed out a pair of teenagers and girls in the picture.

"Why do you say it's them?" Gong Yu thought he was blind.

"Because he's looking at her." Lin Shouxi said softly.

Gong Yu was stunned for a moment, took the painting closer, and found that the thin young man was really secretly glancing at another girl, his eyes were restrained. Her heart moved, and when she raised her head, she found that Lin Shouxi was also staring at her quietly.

The eyes are facing each other.

That day, maybe they were moved by the story of Gong Ying and Xiao Song, or maybe it was the impulse to spread the wildfire, and they couldn't remember who took the initiative, in short, in a dim cave, the master and apprentice kissed together unconsciously.

The red lips grind, the tip of the tongue is entangled, the strong honey is soaking into a thicker color on the full lip flap, the fragrant tongue hooks, swallowing, and panting, all the touching sounds turn into a slender fragrance that breaks the thread when the red lips are separated.

Lin Shouxi was a little dazed, as if he was stunned by what he had just done, while Gong Yu smiled softly, feeling that the master could develop it well.

They put the notes away.

Regarding the content of the notes, the two kept silent.

Later, in order to help the three-flowered cat regain control of the king of the blue sky, they began to walk on the snowy fields, going to one village after another to help them solve their problems, whether it was a lack of water and firewood or a big demon attack, they spared no effort to help the villagers and townspeople solve them.

The cat-sanhua felt like a piggy bank, with a large, invisible hand in the outside world, turning its wish power into a copper coin and stuffing it into its body.

During this time, Gong Yu always secretly stared at the emperor's corpse.

She didn't react at all.

Even the three-flowered cat began to wonder if it had really seen it wrong that night.

Mu Shijing didn't have too many ideas.

She was never forgotten by Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu's joint training, that night, she was like a little daughter who was disciplined by her father and mother after making a mistake, kneeling on the ground, extremely ashamed, she didn't like this, she silently decided that in the future, she must calm down, strategize, and fight with this pair of evil masters and apprentices.

It's just that Miss Mu is not a calm person.

For example, when Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu discussed what to eat, Gong Yu closed his eyes, smiled and said, "Whatever you feed me, I dare to eat." ”

When Lin Shouxi hesitated, Mu Shijing had already tiptoed to Shizun, put his fingers to her lips, and lured her to suck.

For example, the books she wrote in private, such as "Reborn as the Master's Mother" and "Training the Rival", were searched by Gongyu one after another.

Another time, she secretly piled two big snowmen, wrote the names of Shizun and Lin Shouxi, and was about to be angry, when Gong Yu appeared ghostly and asked her what she wanted to do, Mu Shijing said that this was a miss for Shizun, and in order to show her sincerity, she also hugged the snowman she had built.

"Just hold for a while?" Gong Yu said unpleasantly.

Mu Shijing had no choice but to force a smile, and firmly held the big snowman with the name of the master firmly in his arms, the cool snow seeped through the dress, extremely cold, and Gong Yu stared at it for a long time before he reluctantly let go of this rebel.

After that time, Mu Shijing always caressed his chest from time to time, as if he was worried about whether he was frozen somewhere.

At this time, Lin Shouxi always watched with a smile on the side, and Mu Shijing's ears were red, and he couldn't help but punch him.

The two of them were fighting in the snow, disheveled, covered in snow, and looked fierce.

Gong Yu thinks it's a frolic between children, and Sanhua Cat thinks it's their unique way of intimacy.

- Whenever I want to be affectionate, I will provoke the other party with words, force them to commit, and then scuffle together, and when fighting, it is reasonable to catch and touch wherever and even misfire...... For such lingering, the teenager and the girl are tacit.

In short, in the past half month, Mu Shijing has always been on the way to the East Window incident and being beaten.

After helping people in the first village and town, Mu Shijing immediately bought a set of clothes and replaced the red wedding dress with a white dress to make himself happy.

Of course, such metaphysics can't save Miss Mu.

She can dress herself up pure and gentle, but she can't change the heart of this little demon girl, so in the past half a month, she should have been beaten at all.

December.

The cold wind is biting, and the sky is closed.

The news of the emperor's death spread even outside the wilderness.

For the death of this holy king, all the people of the world are saddened.

After killing this blood demon, Lin Shouxi and the others rested in this village for a while, during which they even participated in a prayer ceremony to remember His Majesty the Emperor.

Three days later.

Gong Yu's injuries are basically healed.

The three-flowered cat's wish power has never been accumulated, Mu Shijing asked how much it is still missing, it breaks the paws of the pink meat pad, how can it not calculate the specific number.

The three-flowered cat tried to ignite the corpse with its wishing power, and the corpse's pupils did light up again, but it was only a muddy gold, far from the blue color of the peak.

But...... Barely works.

Gong Yu didn't have time to wait for the three-flower cat to fully collect the wishing power.

In the evening, Gong Yu took Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing to the shore of the ice ocean, she stood on the black reef by the sea, the deep blue and black sea water and her snow-white mind were far away.

"Master, where are we going next?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Return to the door." Gong Yu said.

"Back to the door? Is it really safe to go back to Yunkong Mountain now...... What if the emperor pretended to be dead and set a trap to lure the snake into the hole...... By the way, I'm not saying that the master is a snake. Mu Shijing said cautiously.

"It's not the Dao Gate of Yunkong Mountain." Gong Yu said lightly.

Mu Shijing immediately realized that what Shizun meant was that she was going to take them back to that world.

"I'm going to see Lin Qiuyi." Gong Yu explained: "Before I was outside Chang'an City, I sensed that something terrible was about to wake up inside...... Daomen is the leader of the martial arts sect, and he has the responsibility of protecting the world, no matter what, I must go back and figure this matter out thoroughly. ”

Lin Shouxi nodded.

At that time, it was too hasty to flee Chang'an.

The Shangyuan Lantern Festival was approaching, and he also wanted to know what his master wanted to do.

Gong Yu stretched out his hand and motioned for Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing to hold it.

Just as she was about to open the door to the other world and take them to that world, Gong Yu's closed eyes suddenly opened.

"What's wrong?" Mu Shijing just finished asking, and he also felt something.

Soon after, another snow-white fairy shadow appeared on the shore of the ice sea.

The fairy shadow snow-white lotus robe, wearing a black sword at the waist, and the slender and slender shadow is vague.

"Found you." Shi Yirao said indifferently.

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