Last time, it was they who weren't ready. Let many new junior sisters die in the hands of the demon clan.

This time, Xu Yan wants to let the demon clan know what blood debt and blood repayment are.

Tang Ning was noncommittal about this, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of tea, and took a sip of tea.

The little fox said that there was not much time left for them. In my opinion, it's been a few days. Xu Yan picked up a small steamed bun, and a little playfulness appeared in her eyes.

She knew that Tang Ning had always acted above board and lenient. It's not like she will repay her eyes, and she will be compared.

Song Qing poured tea for Tang Ning on the side, and his afterglow unconsciously aimed at Tang Ning.

When the demon clan invaded Lingshan, they killed countless disciples of Lingshan. He has seen it, and he can understand Xu Yan's hatred for the demon clan.

Tang Ning turned the teacup in her hand, knowing Xu Yan's concerns, and said indifferently: "I won't stop you." ”

"Regardless of whether the senior sister stops it or not, I have to avenge the revenge of Lingshan. If the senior sister doesn't like blood, she stays in the inn. "Xu Yan would rather slaughter the Qingqiu clan than hesitate to do so.

Murder pays for life, and it is justified.

It's just that Tang Ning is too tough, and if he doesn't make a move, he will win.

What's the point of that?

She just wants to play with these monsters, so that they can't call the heavens and the earth.

Tang Ning snorted lightly, and agreed with Xu Yan's approach. Killing can only lead to killing, but because it is buried by the demon clan, they naturally have to collect it.

"Senior sister, eat slowly, I'll go and prepare." Xu Yan said goodbye and got up to leave.

Not long after the door closed, the innkeeper came in. He quickly put away the food on the table and replaced it with hot tea and a few snacks.

Song Qing saw Tang Ning's heavy face, and couldn't help but worry: "What is the master thinking?" ”

"I'm thinking about how to make the people of Qiongzhou not have to be involved." Tang Ning put the teacup back on the table, got up and walked to the window, his eyes clouded with a layer of worry.

The demon clan and Xu Yan are not good people, and when they start, they are not light or heavy.

There is no difference between today's Qiongzhou City and the Lingshan faction at that time. In the eyes of both of them, they are toys to vent anger.

Song Qing walked to Tang Ning's side and followed her gaze. Compared to his situation, the Terrans were even more pitiful. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and came up with an idea: "If we can replace the people of Qiongzhou City with grass and wood dummies, we can solve the unjustified disaster of the people of Qiongzhou." ”

"The people of Qiongzhou City say less than tens of thousands, even if you have the supernatural powers of the sky, you will replace them with grass and trees dummies overnight. How can you guarantee that it will not arouse the suspicion of the demon clan. Tang Ning laughed at Song Qing's whimsy.

In order to find someone, the demon clan has long been eyeing every move in Qiongzhou City.

She stroked her forehead, and left the inn in distraught, strolling idly through the streets.

Song Qing wanted to relieve Tang Ning's worries, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to follow Tang Ning bitterly.

His wrist was suddenly lightly grasped by Tang Ning, only to find that the crowd had almost washed them away, and he couldn't help but call softly: "Master, ......"

"Let's go." As soon as Tang Ning let go of his hand, he was held by Song Qing. She was slightly stunned, and her eyes were a little puzzled.

This guy ...... Isn't it a bit too proactive.

Song Qing turned his face away and didn't dare to look at Tang Ning. The roots of his ears gradually climbed to pink, but he was unwilling to let go of Tang Ning's hand.

The noisy crowd obscured the sound of his violently beating heart.

Tang Ning held Song Qing's hand back, and then walked forward aimlessly. How do you feel that Song Qing's dependence on her is getting deeper and deeper.

Soon, she put these emotions behind her and was attracted to the old and young women who were playing tricks in front of her.

The two signs hanging high read: Peep through the wall and come back to life.

The old woman asked the little girl to sit on a special chair, with only her head exposed. The next moment she raised her knife and cut off the little girl's head.

There was no blood coming out.

The onlookers were amazed and exclaimed.

The coarse cloth was covered and lifted, and the little girl's head grew back again.

The people around him applauded and rewarded one after another.

The performance was smooth, so Tang Ning had to sigh that the wisdom of the ancient working people should not be underestimated.

Song Qing's eyes widened in surprise: "What kind of spell is this?" ”

"It's just a trick." After Tang Ning finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. Suddenly came up with a brilliant idea to help Qiongzhou avoid this catastrophe.

After getting the answer, she took Song Qing back to the inn.

Staying late at night, Tang Ning flew to the top of the Qiongzhou City Tower. Twist up the knot, Yu step practice.

A few golden threads were like snakes, overturning over the cracks in the city wall. Infinitely spread to both sides, and eventually surrounded the entire Qiongzhou City.

Suddenly, the void Qiongzhou City overlapped with the real Qiongzhou City. No one can tell the difference between the two.

Song Qing looked at Tang Ning in the dark night, and couldn't understand what she wanted to do for a while.

After Tang Ning finished casting the method, he put his arm around Song Qing's waist and returned to the inn. She let go of her hand and leaned lazily on the soft couch, thinking about it in her heart.

Too bloody and violent, it will also lead to failure to review.

"Master." Song Qing sent the freshly brewed tea to Tang Ning. But seeing that Tang Ning didn't mean to take it, he put the tea aside.

He half-knelt beside Tang Ning, rubbing Tang Ning's shoulders and back.

Tang Ning yawned, raised his hand to scoop Song Qing into his arms, and said sleepily, "Sleep with me." ”

"Okay." Song Qing's face flushed slightly red because of Tang Ning's movements, and she habitually hugged her waist.

After half a cup of tea, after making sure that Tang Ning had fallen asleep, he looked up at Tang Ning. His dark eyes became gentle and warm, like a sunflower's fascination and thirst for the sun.

According to the customs of the world, do he and Tang Ning count as private teachings?

Compared with Song Qing's soul, Tang Ning seemed extraordinarily calm and indifferent.

As soon as the sky was bright, Tang Ning was woken up by a strong demonic aura, and his ears were full of the begging and wailing of the people downstairs.

"Master." Song Qing naturally noticed this change. As soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Ning covered his mouth.

Only his big eyes were exposed, and he looked at Tang Ning in panic and uneasiness.

The little fox disappeared for two days, and the fox clan was afraid that they couldn't wait, and they were in a hurry to take Qiongzhou City.

Tang Ning got up and pushed open the window, looking down at the things downstairs. Twenty or thirty corpses were devastated and separated from each other, and their bones were lying in the streets. The demonic aura scattered around, and the blood flowing on the ground that had not yet cooled, made her frown uncomfortably.

It's cruel.

She caught a glimpse of Song Qing coming over, hurriedly closed the window, and reminded softly: "Don't look." ”

"I—I'm not afraid." Song Qing is in the Demon Domain, it's not that he hasn't seen a murderous demon. But after seeing the tragic situation outside the window, I almost retched out.

I can't complain about those decent people, and I hate demons.

If he saw his compatriots being so brutalized and killed, it would be difficult not to complain to the marrow.

Tang Ning leaned sideways through the crack in the window and continued to look out of the window. When his eyes fell on Xu Yan, who was walking with the sword, his hand unconsciously pressed the eaves of the window.

Xu Yan, who was dressed in enchanting red, had fluttering clothes. With his feet on the blade of the sword, he looked down at the demons all over the city. The apricot eyes of the dementor were full of burning excitement.

Tengteng's killing intent makes people can't help but be in a trance, whether she is a human being, or a Shura who destroys the world.