At that moment, Zhang Ming instinctively substituted himself into Zhang Xiaofan, only feeling extremely desperate and angry, as if there was a fire burning in his heart, and he couldn't vent it.

Even he, a person outside the painting, is still so uncomfortable, let alone Zhang Xiaofan in the text, the pain and resentment that is so desperate that he wants to destroy everything makes Zhang Xiaofan almost crazy.

And Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon, Soul Devouring, also became the last straw that crushed his reason at that moment!

His magic weapon Soul Devouring is the two most evil things in the world, the blood devouring bead and the blood refining of the Nine Shadows Dementor Rod, which is extremely fierce and evil, and now Zhang Xiaofan suddenly encountered a shocking change, and under the agitation of his heart, he was excited by the evil qi of the soul devouring spirit, and instantly fell into the realm of demons!

There is a way to be blessed and unparalleled, and after entering the demon, Zhang Xiaofan's fierce and bloody aura that soared into the sky instantly made everyone in Qingyun change color.

Fortunately, even if the whole world abandoned him and deceived him, that eccentric girl in Tsing Yi Baguio would not give up on him.

When Zhang Xiaofan was most desperate, she appeared, stretched out her hand and grabbed him, wanting to take him out of here, that trace of warmth also allowed Zhang Xiaofan to keep the last trace of spiritual clarity and not completely fall into hell.

So he answered, in this lonely moment of heaven and earth, she was the only thing he believed, and he couldn't help but grab that gentle hand and follow her!

But the people of Qingyun wanted to be the wicked people, and wanted to take down the two of them and not let them leave.

At this moment, the people of the Demon Sect who had already retreated killed the horse gun again and returned to Qingyun Mountain, and in the blink of an eye, the two demons were in the right and the devil, and the battle broke out again!

Seeing that the disciples of Qingyun Sect had suffered heavy casualties in the battle with the people of the Demon Sect, Dao Xuan Zhenren, the head of Qingyun Sect, fought with a seriously injured body, once again picked up the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, opened the Zhuxian Great Array on Qingyun Mountain, and forced back the people of the Demon Sect.

After a while, most of the people of the Demon Sect had fled, and only a few remained on the Qingyun Main Peak, and the last two people in the fleeing team were Zhang Xiaofan and Baguio.

When Dao Xuan Zhenren was in mid-air before, he had already seen Zhang Xiaofan fall into the Demon Dao, and when he fought with Qingyun and the others just now, he shot ruthlessly and ruthlessly, and his expression was crazy, obviously he had completely fallen into the Demon Dao.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan also has the two true laws of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, and there are even more unborn evil things in his hands.

Dao Xuan sighed in a low voice in his heart, but his mind had already decided in this moment, even if he was talked about by the world in the future, he would never leave this peerless disaster!

Dao Xuan Zhenren forcibly lifted the last trace of spiritual power in his body and slashed it with a sword!

The incomparable terrifying sword qi shot down like thunder, and Zhang Xiaofan under the sword qi was almost a mortal situation!

At that moment, even Zhang Ming thought that Zhang Xiaofan was dead, after all, this was already a situation of ten deaths at the moment, even if Zhang Xiaofan was the protagonist, it was impossible to compete with the Heavenly Immortal Sword Qi, right?!

Zhang Ming's heart tightened suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the text quickly, hoping to see the moment when Zhang Xiaofan and them got out of trouble.

The gentle and white hand that was once familiar in the years appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, and there was a faint, crisp bell sound, pushing him aside.

It seems that the voice that has been sleeping for thousands of years quietly sounded at this moment, singing softly for the sake of the beloved lover.

"Nine ghosts, gods and demons of the heavens, sacrifice my blood and body, ....."

In Zhang Ming's mind, he couldn't help but have a poignant and peerless scene...

In the crisp sound of the bell, the girl in Tsing Yi gently pushed Zhang Xiaofan away, looked up at the earth-destroying Zhuxian sword qi, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, whispered the infatuated blood curse, flew up against the wind, and took the initiative to crash towards the terrifying sword qi.

For the sake of her lover, she was willing to give up her life, give up everything she had, and die calmly....

When Zhang Ming came back to his senses, it seemed that a while had passed, and he looked down at the tablet in his hand with some distraction.

I saw that on the flat screen, I don't know when a few cracks had cracked, centered on his right thumb, cracking and spreading, which he pressed out under the anger just now.

But at this time, he was not in the mood to care about the quality of this tablet and felt distressed, he just wanted to find the author called Qingcheng at the moment and communicate with him 'harmoniously and friendly'.

You gotten shabi thing! How dare you write my Baguio to death?!!

Do I knock on it! Did you hear that?! Shall I knock it!!!

After scolding frantically in his heart for a while, Zhang Ming casually threw the tablet in his hand onto the bed, leaned his head on the bed, and gasped softly, trying to stabilize his emotions.

But at this moment, his mind is full of the appearance of the infatuated woman dying for love, and he can't calm down at all!

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, the more angry I become! He felt that if he didn't do something, he would definitely die of suffocation and anger!

Damn Qingcheng old thief! Labor and management have to let you know what the anger of readers is!

Zhang Ming turned over, leaned sideways from the bed and reached under the bed, scooped up a briefcase, and took out a laptop from the briefcase.

He is a programmer, and this notebook was originally brought by him in mind, taking advantage of the hospitalization and sick leave, to pick up some work outside and earn some extra money.

But after being admitted to the hospital, this notebook has never been turned on at all, after all, when he usually works in the company, he has already typed the code and wanted to vomit, and now he can finally have a month of sick leave to rest, he really doesn't want to touch the keyboard at all.

So his plan to make extra money has ended before it has even begun.

And if nothing else, I'm afraid that this laptop will not turn on until he is out of sick leave and when he is discharged from the hospital.

But now, he has a reason to have to turn it on!

Of course, the reason why he wanted to use a notebook was not to spray the old thief in the book review area, that way was too pediatric, and he didn't care about it.

He wants human flesh to get out of the information of the old thief in Qingcheng!

As a programmer, it makes sense to know a little bit about computers and hacking, right?

Da Da

The sound of continuous keyboard tapping rang out from the hospital room for nearly a day.

At night, the light in the unlit ward was very dim, only the screen of the notebook was on, and the projected light reflected on Zhang Ming's solemn face, and the corners of his mouth gently opened a curvature.

"Qingcheng old .. Thief, I've found you! ”

Two minutes later, in the Zhuxian book review area, a voting comment suddenly popped up.

'If it's possible, what souvenirs do you want to send to the old thief in Qingcheng?' A. Blade, B., please vote for it. ’