And at that time, not long after she broke the realm, she fell to the level of ordinary people, and she couldn't suppress the anger in the coffin.

A pair of palms were almost full of sores and tooth marks in those years, and she didn't know how many times she was bitten before she succeeded in calming down Shou's emotions.

Fortunately, Shou was also subconscious, and he had a memory of her, so he didn't jump out of the coffin to bite her to death.

Even though he and Shou got along very harmoniously, it took a whole hundred years to really cultivate a tacit understanding.

But what's the matter with this little corpse demon?

Pick up a fawn to raise, but on the eleventh day, it has cultivated such a tacit understanding.

Yin Baishuang lowered his head and looked at his delicate embroidered shoes to see if he had stepped on a lemon.

Why is it a little sour all of a sudden?

Brian didn't pay attention to whether she was sour or not, and the Qiushui Sword in his hand had been pushed out by him.

The sword light lit up faintly in the dark night, as gentle as the refraction of a gentle stream.

But the sword qi formed by the Qiushui Sword under his palm was very sharp and cold.

A sword pointed in front of the darkness, and the clear sword light reflected a stiff face.

The hunter who had been grateful for saving his life had completely changed his expression, and his body exuded an evil and cold aura.

His eyes jerked unnaturally in the hollow sockets, like a soulless puppet.

He raised his fist and blasted out, as if he was completely unaware of the sharp sword of the Qiushui Sword.

"Click!"

It was like an axe splitting wood in half.

Orion's stout, swarthy arm was split in two from his fist, leaving no trace of blood, but cracked crisply, like a piece of wood wrapped under a human skin.

The sword qi shook and twisted, and that arm was directly torn into thousands of strands of wood by the sword qi.

The Qiushui Sword was inserted into his heart very simply and neatly, and then it seemed to have reached something hard, and the Qiushui Sword could not penetrate it.

Brian frowned slightly.

A demon-like roar erupted from the hunter's account.

His eyes were covered with a layer of yellow, and he raised his fist again and smashed it down on Brian's head.

Brian's eyes narrowed slightly, the harvest was a line, and he just wanted to collect the sword, but found that he couldn't.

The hard thing in his heart seemed to have some infinite magnetic attraction power, and it was actually sucking the blade of the Qiushui Sword to death.

What's even more strange is that the magnetism-absorbing force extends along the Qiushui Sword to his palm.

He couldn't even let go of the hilt of his sword, he could only watch as his fist slammed down.

This punch brought a heavy wind, as if all the demonic power was poured into this punch.

Even Brian's corpse demon body is afraid that it will be difficult to bear.

At this moment, a jade-like palm suddenly attached to his back.

Gently...... Push him forward.

The force was light, but Brian leaned forward uncontrollably.

And the Qiushui Sword, which has always been difficult to resist in his hand, also made a soft sound ......of "click" at the end of the tip of the sword.

The fake Orion's body was pierced in an instant.

The fist that slammed down suddenly stiffened, and then quickly smashed into Brian's shoulder softly without any strength, as if it had lost some control of power.

Brian stood firm, drew his long sword, and pushed down the Orion man in front of him, turning back to look at Yin Baishuang with a stunned expression.

Didn't she say she wouldn't make a move?

Yin Baishuang didn't seem to see his gaze, he looked at the distant mountains seriously, and his right hand slowly hung back into the wide red sleeve.

"My hand slipped. ”

"Daddy!!"

The maiden on the back of the fawn let out a heart-rending cry.

Ignoring the pain of her leg injury, she limped desperately in the direction of Brian, her little face distorted and desperate with tears, and her eyes looked at Brian with resentment.

"I'll kill you!!"

Regardless of his weak strength, he threw himself at him like a madman.

Brian leaned and easily dodged.

He looked at the girl who fell to the ground calmly, and he didn't mean to reach out to help.

The girl's eyes were red, and she lay on the ground and cried, "Why! Why did you kill my father after saving us!"

Yin Baishuang's eyes suddenly moved, as if he felt something, and his brows frowned lightly, directly implying slaughter.

She came to the corpse of the fake hunter, crouched down, and suddenly stretched out the perfect palm like jade porcelain.

The woman's delicate palm clicked, easily breaking open the fake Orion's chest.

The girl's face froze, she had never seen such a cruel person, and she had killed someone and humiliated the corpse so much.

Suddenly, his face was distorted and red, and he grabbed a sharp stone beside him and threw it at her.

Brian's body moved, and he stopped in front of Yin Baishuang, and the stone did not fall on her, but smashed on his leg.

For Bailian's move, Yin Baishuang seemed to be unaware, and groped in the broken chest for a moment.

Her eyes grew cold, and she said, "Are you blind or too stupid, he is not your father." ”

The palms of her hands were withdrawn from her chest, bringing up pieces of sawdust, but her palms were still clean and bloody.

It's just that in the palm of his hand, there is an extra blood-red stone.

The stone was made in the same shape as a human heart, as red as blood, but cold and cold, and it didn't beat.

The hard object that Barian hit with his sword was this stone.

The girl also saw the stone in her hand clearly, and was completely stunned, her mind suddenly became extremely blank, and her eyes looked blankly at her father who was dead on the ground but did not shed a trace of blood.

The blood on her face faded: "How is it possible...... How can it be...... Daddy...... How could it not be human. ”

Bai Lian said: "Your father is naturally a human, but this one, but not your father." ”

He looked at Yin Baishuang holding the bloodstone in his hand, and his gaze had long been replaced by a cold one.

"What is this?" asked Brian.

With a click, the bloodstone turned into powder in her palm and passed from her fingertips.

Her eyes were gloomy, with a hint of unconcealable hatred, and she said coldly: "The puppet technique of the Demon Sect. ”

"Demon Sect?" Bailian's eyes moved, this was the second time he had heard this word.

Yin Baishuang got up slowly, his red clothes were like a flamboyant flame in the dark, and his black hair fluttered in the night wind.

Under the cold moonlight, her faint eyes were colder than Yuehua: "Taking advantage of the great rise of the demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Ancient Caves, the Demon Sect that has been silent for many years is finally unwilling to be lonely...... Good, good!"

Puppetry, a forbidden technique that has been untouchable in her heart for many years, contains too many memories of her youth.

She looked at the endless sea, and the silver-white long sword at her waist seemed to feel the master's extremely uncalm heart, and the blade of the sword trembled violently in the sheath.

If you dare to trample that filthy foot across that sea, I don't mind the endless bloodshed!

Turn him upside down!

Seeing her like this, Brian knew that it was time to separate today's Pingshui meeting.