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Cai Xiaolei's huge corpse was consumed by flowing fire.

Little by little, the snake's skin dried up, and the flesh inside was hollowed out little by little.

The leaves of the flowing fire seemed to be a little harsher at this point.

Lingzhi's eyes fell indifferently on the snakeskin on the ground.

Twisting his head, he looked at the soul in his hand, and a sarcastic smile curled into the corner of his lips.

"You may be underestimating me, I will believe your nonsense."

Her knuckles strained.

Cai Xiaolei's soul was crushed.

A white note floated from Cai Xiaolei's body and landed on the back of Lingzhi's hand.

Lingzhi looked at the crooked handwriting on the back of his hand, and his eyebrows furrowed.

They can't wait.

The strips of paper turned into powder and scattered across a scarlet land.

This area was originally a place with a lot of aura, but at this time it was covered by evil energy.

I don't know how many years it will take to get back to normal.

Lingzhi's eyes darkened.

Fortunately, Bai Xiao is on the mountain.

The inheritance of the Spirit Fox clan has not been broken.

Lingzhi pursed his lips and waved his hand to seal this place, and walked out of the mustard seed space.

Her eyebrows narrowed slightly, the demon dragon should have known that Bai Ze had absorbed the last piece of Heavenly Dao fragments.

Can't wait.

The day dawned in acity.

The Han family's villa was silent.

The door is open.

Squeaky in the wind.

A layer of blood on the floor, a terrible red from the sun.

Stained a piece of white floor tiles.

Lingzhi stood at the door, his eyes faintly looking at the blood on the ground, and pursing his lips.

At this time, she didn't know what kind of mood she was in now.

All this seems to be the style of the magic dragon.

Expected and unexpected.

Her heart seemed to go numb.

Outside the Han family's villa, the roses bloomed unscrupulously, crawling all over the outer walls.

A familiar figure stepped out of the rose trellis.

Dressed in a pure white robe and holding a fan with handwriting on it, the doll looked at Lingzhi with a smile on his face.

"Here, I thought that idiot couldn't die."

Chen Chunan's expression had a hint of pity, and he walked to the door of the Han family's villa with a fan.

Turning to look at the blood stains on the ground, he shook his head with some pity.

"You said that you are not a disaster star, people who know you are really unlucky, not good,"

He shook his fan with emotion and continued.

"How many are these? How many people are left around you? ”

"Oh, look at my memory, aren't all the people around you dead, haha."

"It's not people who are alive."

Chen Chunan's doll face showed a crazy and vicious smile, and he was laughing when the fan in his hand suddenly flicked.

The dagger in the fan bone came along the lingzhi.

Chen Chunan also put away the joking appearance on his body, looked at Lingzhi with frowns, and disappeared in place almost instantly.

"My lord commanded me to take your life today."

In the sunny weather, thunder and lightning suddenly swirled in the clouds.

Layers of white clouds, lightning and thunder.

"Boom."

A thunderclap sounded in Lingzhi's ears, and she turned her eyes to look.

Chen Chunan held a dagger in his hand, and he had already appeared beside her.

Lingzhi subconsciously dodged, and the robe on his body was cut off by a dagger.

The feather cloak cracked a small gap.

Lingzhi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't see it for a few days.

Chen Chunan's ability has been improved again.

This time, he was bound to take his life.

Lingzhi bit his lip and held the Zhize sword against the swarthy dagger.

The Shibazawa Sword is her natal weapon, made from Lingzhi bones.

When he encountered the swarthy dagger, he screamed.

A small gap was cut by a sharp dagger.

The Zhize sword was damaged, and the Lingzhi was reversed.

She suppressed the surging blood in her heart, and her fingers pinched quickly.

The charm joins the two wide sleeve corners.

Wrapped Chen Chunan in front of him tightly.

Half a day.

Chen Chunan had been wrapped in yellow rune paper into a huge zongzi.

Lingzhi held a purple rune paper in his hand, frowning.

Right now.

Another lightning bolt in the sky reached the talisman paper on Chen Chunan's body.

The thunder and lightning scorched all the yellow rune paper, gradually revealing the appearance of Chen Chunan inside.

He's become a demon.

The clothes on his body were burned into a piece of vinyl.

There was no longer the appearance of the humble son just now, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and the dagger in his hand was cold.

Suddenly all the rune paper is broken,

"Lingzhi, I really underestimate you, I see if you still have rune paper available."

Lingzhi squinted and quickly swept the heavy clouds above.

The lightning came by coincidence.

She didn't have time to think about anything else at the moment, and the purple talisman in her hand was running out of the best time.

Lingzhi stuffed the purple rune paper back into the cuff, and the lip flap was stained with blood, staining the Zhize sword red.

"If you want to kill me, you can't do it."

After the Zhize Sword was stained with blood, it quickly rushed into Chen Chunan's side like a bamboo, piercing into his abdomen.

"Does it hurt? Want to try what Cai Xiaolei felt like before he died? ”

At this moment, Lingzhi is like a big villain, playing with the corners of his lips and looking at the embarrassed Chen Chunan in front of him, playing with the branches of the Flowing Fire Tree on his fingers.

It's just a matter of moments.

The Flowing Fire Tree rushed in front of Chen Chunan, devouring his flesh and blood.

Chen Chunan's eyes darkened, even if the Flowing Fire Tree devoured it, it didn't have much effect on him.

He glanced at Lingzhi standing in the distance, and a wicked smile curled into the corner of his lips.

The dagger slashed with cold light, and the head of the Flowing Fire Tree fell straight to the bloodstained ground like a broken flower.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth casually, and the blood stains went down his mouth and leaned up, making people look terrible.

"Huh."

He chuckled sarcastically, grasping the Burning Tree that was frantically devouring his flesh.

Pull hard.

The Drift Fire Tree breaks in the middle.

Instantly shattered into powder.

Lingzhi quickly withdrew the remaining Flowing Fire Tree into its body.

The Shibasawa sword met his hand and sprang into his chest.

Lingzhi held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and his brow furrowed.

"Poof."

The sound of a sword sinking into flesh was heard.

The corners of Chen Chunan's lips hooked into a smile, looked up at the dagger in his hand, and turned it hard.

"Poof."

The swarthy dagger was stained with blood.

"Tick, tick."

In an instant, the ground was covered with blood.

Lingzhi covered his abdomen and looked at Chen Chunan with a frown.

"You."

"Me? Are you underestimating me a little, anyway, I'm also a transformed demon. ”

Chen Chunan's lips had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Do you think I'll be the same as that waste, and there is no difference between transforming and not transforming?"

"He was originally sent to death by education, and I let you die."

Chen Chunan frantically pulled out the dagger, and the clothes on Lingzhi's abdomen were already dyed red.

"Yes."

Lingzhi lowered his head and looked at Chen Chunan's pierced heart, a mocking smile on the corner of his lips.

"That's embarrassing."