The people who suddenly hugged him were unexpectedly warm and soft, and Yun Fu was stunned.

Subconsciously, he always felt that Luo Jiuqiu should be cold, with no heartbeat and no breathing.

Maybe it's not subconscious, it's in the dream of sleep.

Yunfu suddenly felt a little dazed, and all kinds of the past passed by in front of him, and people couldn't tell the difference between illusion and reality.

At this time, Luo Jiuqiu whispered in his ear: "Yunfu, have you really forgotten six hundred years ago and who I am?" ”

Speak softly and slowly, as if there is affection.

Yunfu was silent for a moment, still holding the tea cup in one hand, but slowly hugging the dreamlike person in front of him with the other, tightening his fingers, and muttering, "I remember." ”

In just three words, Luo Jiuqiu listened, smiled, sighed and raised his head, the black light in his hand flickered, and the dagger condensed by the black mist was inserted into Yunfu's back heart.

The white jade teacup fell with a "snap", and the roars of Sima Xun and others sounded all around.

"Ancestor!"

"Luo Jiuqiu!"

"Demon girl dares!"

Luo Jiuqiu turned the dagger, inserted it deeper, and in the midst of the blood, Shi Shiran withdrew his hand, retreated, and looked at the blood-drenched Yunfu wrapped in black mist a few steps away.

Yunfu knelt on one knee and slowly looked up.

Luo Jiuqiu snapped his fingers, and the shattered teacup on the ground flew and levitated, forming a formation, and the slightest blood line runes burst out in unison, instantly wrapping around Yunfu's body, trapping him and sucking blood into his flesh and skin, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his fair and good-looking forehead.

The immortal who stood high above knelt on the ground stained with blood, like a beautiful pearl falling into the dust.

Luo Jiuqiu was fascinated, and as soon as he raised his hand, countless short daggers shot like meteors, rumbling towards Yunfu, who couldn't move.

The sword venerable Yunfu, who had slaughtered the Nine Demon Venerables with one sword, was not intact in any part of his body.

Sima Xun and the others were roaring, but they were incompetent.

"Haha!"

Luo Jiuqiu laughed happily, admired it for a moment, turned around, and flew into the air.

"Roar!"

The black shadow beast that suddenly appeared roared, obediently crouching at Luo Jiuqiu's feet, carrying her around the air.

As far as the eye could see, Luo Jiuqiu stretched out his arms and let the cold wind blow wildly, and let the countless fierce swords of the Imperial Void Sword Sect attack like meteors, flicking his sleeves and swinging his sword, and ten thousand swords shattered.

"Haha."

Luo Jiuqiu smiled enough, his eyebrows and eyes returned to be as cold as late at night, he pinched a flying sword that rushed towards the front door, crushed it to the ground, and pulled his lips word by word: "Everyone, I would prefer you to call me 'Demon Girl' or 'Young Sect Master' more than your ancestor." ”

After that, Luo Jiuqiu turned to Yunfu, who was kneeling on one knee, condescendingly, and said quietly: "I'm really sorry, Yunfu, I'm a deviant and notorious, and I can do anything, but I'm not interested in recognizing a second master." Six hundred years ago, my master was defeated by you, and I also died at your hands. But six hundred years later, you are on your knees at my feet. ”

Yunfu slowly raised his head, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his eyes were deep, and he asked, "So what?" ”

"So?"

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course: "So I want you to die, Yunfu." ”

After that, Luo Jiuqiu was like a face-painted villain in the script, and casually threw down a sentence: "Yunfu, you and I have a blood feud, never die, and the next time you see you, it will be your death." ”

Yunfu raised his head, looked at Luo Jiuqiu's unrelenting back with an expressionless face, and muttered, "So, you are real, not an illusion." ”

Everyone: "......"

Luo Jiuqiu was taken aback by Yunfu's words, turned around, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "So, if you are really sick, treat it as soon as possible." ”

"Huh."

Yunfu, whose body was full of daggers, covered in blood, with countless broken holes and holes, and entangled in formation runes, actually smiled.

The first time the people of the Imperial Void Sword Sect saw their own ancestor, they would smile, and that smile was actually a little comfortable.

But that bit of comfort soon became crazy under the infection of blood.

The cold iceberg under Yunfu's eyes shattered inch by inch, the mountain burst like a tsunami, and the wind of broken ice passed through.

Black smoke gradually rose from his body, and ten thousand swords roared.

But in an instant, Yunfu's black hair turned white, and he seemed to have gone mad.

"Ancestor!"

Sima Xun and the others from the Imperial Void Sword Sect were shocked, and they didn't care about killing Luo Jiuqiu for a while, and rushed towards the direction of Yunfu one after another.

However, Luo Jiuqiu was ruthless, and the rune formation that wrapped around Yunfu's body was very domineering, not only bloodthirsty and devouring spirits, but also counter-devouring.

As soon as Sima Xun and the others rushed up, they were blown away by the formation, and they vomited blood.

At the same time, the mountain behind the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range turned out to be fried.

"Roar!"

Countless dense fogs rolled and exploded, spiritual power rioted, and thunder roared in the sky.

The flying bird spirit crane screamed and flew back, and countless fierce beast black shadows roared and fled from the valley, and appeared on the square through the teleportation array that Luo Jiuqiu had set up a long time ago.

These fierce beasts were suppressed by the Imperial Void Sword Sect in the early years, and they have been locked up in the deepest mist valley of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range.

"What are these things?!"

"Oh my God! This thing actually crushed my meteor hammer! ”

"Damn! Luo Jiuqiu! I'm not done with you! ”

The square was in turmoil in an instant, not only the Imperial Void Sword Sect was the object of hatred of these prison escape beasts, but He Qiuheng was also overwhelmed by the tide of black shadow beasts, and he couldn't spare his hands for a while.

Luo Jiuqiu single-handedly succeeded in overthrowing most of the Imperial Void Sword Sect.

Luo Jiuqiu is called a demon girl for a reason.

Ling Shuangshuang and Zhang Zhi were stunned, their eyes almost fell out of their eyes, one of them was pounced on by a beast and fell backwards, and the two didn't notice that their own master next to them was so happy and excited that they were speechless and trembling and almost fainted.

Luo Jiuqiu winked at Yunfu and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally blew up your back garden." ”

"It's okay."

Yunfu said, slowly getting up.

The ground is cracked.

Yunfu didn't feel any pain, slowly picked up the "gift" given to him by Luo Jiuqiu, and after picking up the countless daggers on his body, as soon as he raised his hand, he actually handed these bloody daggers to Sima Xun on the side, and ordered: "Put it away." ”

Sima Xun's whole person is not good.

The formation and barrier set up by Luo Jiuqiu didn't know when they were broken.

Yunfu stepped out and muttered, "Since you are not an illusion, then you can stay." ”

The wind was raging, and the spiritual power of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Range rioted.

Yunfu's white hair floated in the air like snow, and his face had a hint of strangeness.

Luo Jiuqiu snorted and said, "You are too old, I am not interested in you now." ”

At the same time, a puppet wire slowly poked out from between her fingers.

"Really?"

Yunfu paused slightly, raised his eyes, his white hair turned black, and said: "I don't care about my dry face, but if you like it, I can change it at any time." ”

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows, his eyes followed Yunfu's hair to the ends of his hair, and said slowly: "Then what if I prefer white hair?" ”

"Yes, too."

The clouds floated their heads, and their black hair turned white in an instant.

Everyone: "......"

Nine Killing Sword Venerable, he is somewhat sick.