In the Forgotten Forest, on the periphery of the Vientiane Circle, a man and two women stood silently.

Ling Zihuan said leisurely: "According to common sense, the closer you get to the Demon Tower, the more demons there are. But the more we walked here, the more we felt quiet, without any evil spirits. ”

"I thought it was strange at the time, but now I finally understand that it turned out that it was you who cleared the monsters within a radius of several miles around the Vientiane Sealing Circle, so that no demons dared to come here to disturb the circle. ”

"We came here, into the glittering cavern, and although we saw the tower of the Devil, it was nothing but an illusion. The reason why you set up the illusion is because you don't want us to get the tower, and you don't want to harm our lives. ”

"For so many years, you Nine-Tails Clan have always been indisputable with the world, even if you have a body of cultivation, you only protect yourself, and never cause big trouble and affect the race. So, even if I tell you about the situation and the consequences, it's not a big deal. ”

After hearing this, Shui Ling'er suddenly laughed and covered her mouth, looking a little ethereal and cute, and the previous enchantment disappeared completely, as if she had changed someone.

Ling Zihuan knew these things, but why Shui Ling'er wanted to protect the Demon Tower in front of the eternal purpose of the race, involving this mortal world, really made him puzzled.

So, Ling Zihuan asked, "I want to know, since you are not interested in this Demon Tower, why do you still want to protect this Nine Heavens Artifact?"

Shui Ling'er snorted, her body moved, and she looked towards the high platform, only to see five rays of light rushing up to the sky, combined with the spiritual power emitted by the Demon Tower, sprinkling a golden giant dense net, shrouded in this forgotten forest.

She didn't speak, just looked at the Vientiane Circle, her eyes glazed, she could see her spirit, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

Shui Ling'er watched quietly like this, guarding it all the time, and in the blink of an eye, it was sixteen years.

Sixteen years is so short in her eyes, because as long as she looks at it like this, her heart is happy, and the years are quiet.

Ling Zihuan saw it in his eyes, but he didn't dispel the confusion in his heart at the moment, but it made him feel that there must be a story in this Shui Ling'er, or something unspeakable.

He suddenly smiled bitterly and said casually: "Eh, you are not interested in the Demon Tower, could it be that you are interested in the ancient demon spirits in the Demon Tower?"

This question was just a joke, but she didn't want her voice to fall, Shui Ling'er's sluggish expression suddenly turned cold, she glanced at Ling Zihuan fiercely, and said indifferently: "Hey, do you have someone you like?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Zihuan was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't imagine how this Shui Ling'er could suddenly ask like this, which made this sixteen-year-old boy dumbfounded for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

Shui Ling'er saw Ling Zihuan lowering his head slightly, his eyes dodging everywhere, the corners of his mouth floated, glanced at Qiu Qinhan, and asked, "But the cold woman in blue who is with you?"

After Ling Zihuan heard this, he immediately raised his head, looked at Shui Ling'er, snorted, and said angrily: "Hmph, where can you see it, we are just the same door, who would like her like that......"

Speaking of this, Ling Zihuan suddenly stopped his words and didn't say any more, because he had already felt that there was an awe-inspiring aura that was about to touch his back, and he felt that the cold was pressing, which made him afraid.

Moreover, Ling Zihuan was not used to seeing the cold-faced and frosty Qiu Qinhan at the trial conference, for this kind of woman, Ling Zihuan felt that this kind of affection would not happen between them, so when Shui Ling'er asked, Ling Zihuan immediately retorted, and only then did he seem a little straightforward.

Thinking that Qiu Qinhan was listening, Ling Zihuan hurriedly shut up, after all, he was afraid of the cold-faced woman's phosphorescent blade from the bottom of his heart.

When Shui Ling'er asked this, I don't know how long it took, another beautiful figure appeared in Ling Zihuan's mind, Ruan Qixue.

Four years ago, at the main gate of Xuanqing Sect, she was dressed in a white shirt and looked at herself by chance, as if she had crossed time and space, and her ethereal and beautiful eyes remained in his heart ever since.

I only remember that night the moon and stars are scarce, the night scene is pleasant, a flute song "Wandering", an ignorant and immature heart is deeply moved, bathed in the moonlight, but the most sincere voice between heaven and earth is blown in the ears.

How much Ling Zihuan hopes, no matter how time flies and the situation changes, the two of them look at each other quietly and smile like this, it is the best time in their lives.

Thinking of this, Ling Zihuan suddenly thought about it, with a wisp of feelings in the troubled times.

Ling Zihuan was only intoxicated by himself, and he didn't notice that Qiu Qinhan's gaze was falling on him at the moment, Shui Lingling's eyes were still as cold as ice, revealing wisps of coldness, but his red lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he still didn't spit out a word.

At this time, the wind in the forest blew slowly, and the blue clothes fluttered, like thousands of butterflies flying in the air, but there was no trace of desolation.

Shui Ling'er smiled slightly, her red eyes flickered like sparks, and she said with interest: "To be honest, how can this kind of thing be said well? I always thought that I had always been right, but in the end, it was just self-deception, humming ......."

It didn't sound like he was saying to Ling Zihuan, it was like talking to himself, secretly feeling nostalgic.

Ling Zihuan blinked, and was about to say something, but Qiu Qinhan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Patronizing and chatting, do you still take the Fu Demon Tower, can you save Zhong Yusheng?"

Subsequently, Ling Zihuan was stunned, this sentence was the longest sentence Qiu Qinhan had ever said in his impression, but it did remind Ling Zihuan that now was not the time for idle chat, the Vientiane Seal was in danger, and he had to hurry up to get the Demon Tower.

The next moment, Ling Zihuan's face changed slightly, and his expression suddenly turned cold, "We must take the Demon Tower, if you stop it again, we can only solve it by force." ”

Ling Zihuan didn't want to use force, but there was no other way at the moment. Even if you are two enemies and one and rebel against the style of the righteous person, you have to give it a try when you think of the people in the world. If it drags on like this, it's too late.

Shui Ling'er's face did not change, she was still smiling like a flower, seeing Ling Zihuan's solemn face, she raised her eyebrows, and said: "I have been guarding here for sixteen years, and no one dares to touch the Demon Tower, you can try." ”

Ling Zihuan knew in his heart that the Nine-Tailed Clan was good at using illusions, and the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox had at least six hundred years of Taoism. Even if the two of them join forces, they may not be able to succeed in obtaining the Voldemort Tower.

"What should I do?

"There is only one last step left, there must be no mistakes, otherwise Zhong Yusheng's sacrifice will be in vain!"

Unconsciously, a few tears oozed from Ling Zihuan's forehead, and his head was as heavy as if it had been filled with mercury, and his heart was uneasy. So, he glanced at Qiu Qinhan.

At this time, Qiu Qinhan's shining eyes had just come over, and the two looked at each other silently, exchanging each other's opinions.

Half paid, Qiu Qinhan nodded slightly, a hint of awe-inspiring smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and then he drove Zhenyuan again, and the white mist in his right hand rose suddenly, hovering and lingering.

Just as the five fingers were twisting, the fluffy white mang's true qi turned into a pink lotus, but it was out of the mud and unstained.

After Ling Zihuan saw Qiu Qinhan's move, he immediately understood it. Thinking about it, they have already spent a lot of effort, and if it drags on like this, the entire overall situation will inevitably be ruined in the hands of the two of them.

Once the seal of Vientiane is broken by the demons, then the Demon Tower will definitely suffer a great blow, and its spiritual power will be reduced. At the same time, the demons of the Ten Thousand Hidden Halls outside and the countless demons of the Forgotten Forest are bound to covet this Nine Heavens Artifact.

All demons generally have demonic energy, and the Demon Tower left by Emperor Zhuan is the nemesis of the demon clan, which can completely suppress this evil energy, and even if it appears next to the Demon Tower, it will also be injured by the aura emitted.

Despite this, the demons of the Forgotten Forest have never stopped harassing the Vientiane Circle out of resentment against this Demon Tower.

Fortunately, the Nine-Tails Clan, who had cultivated to the Spirit Fox, was able to restrain the demonic qi in her whole body to the point that it did not leak, otherwise she would not have been able to stand on the periphery of the Vientiane Circle so safely and protect this place so properly.

However, the seal of Vientiane was broken, how could she resist the two forces inside and outside with her own strength, and continue to protect this demon tower.

Analyzing this, Ling Zihuan's brows tightened, and he was a little confused in his heart.

"Why does this water spirit want to protect the Demon Tower, is it really for the ancient demon spirit in the Demon Tower?"

At this moment, Qiu Qinhan had already launched an offensive, only to see her jump up and sway out the water flower in her right hand, and the shining lotus flower instantly split into seven petals. Although they are rising, the momentum is like frost in the snow, carrying the north wind.

Shui Ling'er is not an ordinary person, seeing Qiu Qinhan's move, she is ready. Since they want to fight, she will accompany them to the end.

Suddenly, Shui Ling'er put her hands together, and only stretched out the index fingers of her two hands and put them on her forehead, and her fingertips suddenly shone brightly. What's even more terrifying is that Shui Ling'er's bright eyes are like a sunset, and they instantly turn red!

As soon as this nine-tailed spirit fox showed its magical powers, its pupils immediately turned red, as terrifying and eye-catching as blood, which was really shocking.

When the seven petals attacked Shui Ling'er's body, she suddenly froze on the ground, and her soft face suddenly flashed red, like ripples under the moon, looking so weird and terrifying.

Then, her hands were in the shape of orchid fingers, and two noble flowers bloomed in the wind, but they were covered in thorns and shone like sharp blades.

Ling Zihuan didn't make a move, just stood quietly. Because, he knew in his heart that it was impossible to defeat her, and successfully getting the Demon Tower was the key. For the sake of this Nine Heavens artifact, what does it matter if you play some tricks.

The two beauties confronted each other to the death, but neither of them was convinced. Qiu Qinhan has always been indifferent, but when he saw Shui Ling'er, he saw the anger on his face, and he was very unhappy.

However, what is there to fear about the ancient and noble Nine-Tails clan, which originated from the demon tribe in the early days of the flood wilderness?

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