She knows the character of the demon bully best, if she doesn't speak, maybe the next moment, Duan De will turn into ashes in his hands, as long as a word is not right, Uncle Demon Tam will not have time to stop it, and he will not necessarily stop it.

As for what they said later, she really couldn't guess it, and she didn't want to know, she just didn't want to see Duan De Mo Mingwei die here like this.

Although his heart was disturbed, since he was open, Duan De had to accept the discussion of this topic, he saw uncertainty from the depths of her eyes, the same dazed as himself, he actually had some natural inferiority.

"I, I just can't believe it, it happened a little suddenly. ”

Losing his usual square inch, Duan De didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to do, even if Mo Yingying let him go, could he really let it go?

"You're so cheap!"

Mo Yingying sneered, didn't give him any face, turned around and left.

Duan De looked at the shadow that gradually disappeared into the crowd in the distance, don't send it to the door, she left Duan De and her heart was empty, isn't this cheap?

Such a flawless woman, and a woman who has been heart-warming for the first time in two lives, was sent to the door, and he refused to have it?

He's afraid, as for what exactly he is afraid of? far-fetched blame for the danger around him, the easy to die early, and the fact that deep down his soul is a little person at the bottom of society, these just exist in dreams.

It's not something that can really be changed by crossing over, he is a soul crossing, no matter what, he, or he, the little person who is mixed at the bottom, the little person has his own little person's thoughts.

He was horrified to find that she only existed in dreams, including in Tiande, and the same, instinctively avoiding those fairy-looking girls, and there was inferiority complex in his heart.

Acceptance, it is always the most difficult choice, Duan De didn't go, sitting alone on the top of the mountain behind him, he, drunk, he woke up, tears left on his cheeks, fragile, ridiculous?

Passing through this realm, he is still at the bottom, and there is no decisive change, he has not worked hard? Whoever gets this opportunity, the opportunity to start again, who will not work hard?

Fighting, life and death, he has looked down on it, more than anyone in this world, who can have such a real death, who has indeed felt a little experience from life to death?

Eating barbecue and looking at the sky, it is a day to live Duan De's mentality completely collapsed, the group of hooked snakes came, Duan De rarely showed a smile, a thousand-foot wave of attack, there are many monks, and his mentality is firmer and more pure than him, but under the absolute power, they can't be a reef.

Holding the wine jar and fascinating his eyes, the hooked snake wave only hit in one wave, and the demon cultivators all over the mountains suddenly collapsed into the waves like a temporary sandcastle on the beach.

"Hee-hee~~~hehe~~~haha~~~"

Duan De was stupid and rolled with laughter, whether it was him rolling or the world was rolling, where could he tell the difference? He staggered and rushed up with the wine jar in his arms, and his mouth soared out, which was the continuous scolding of the country that had never appeared in this world.

"Eh, do you dare to break the uncle's wine?" The fool was stunned by the demon cultivators, stumbled and pounced on a Jindan hook snake, pointing at it and counting it there, the approaching hook snake waved casually, thunder and lightning broke out, and the hook snake overturned.

The hook snake struggled and punched down, even more crazy, mainly painful.

"Oh, uncle, do you want to try Lao Tzu's wine today? Don't you know you if you wear armor?"

"Boom, click!~~~"

A punch directly broke the poor hooked snake in half, and then the giant mouth attacked, and the thing supported the giant mouth with both hands, and then, crawling in, the hooked snake giant mouth was about to be closed.

"Uh~~Off?What lights are off?I,Well?Broken place.,The sofa is broken and won't be replaced?How to make money?Hmm?How to make money?Boss.,I want to change it.。。。 Change the room! Your song hall is really not authentic!"

When a group of demon cultivators thought that this goods had entered the hooked snake stomach juice bath, this guy smashed the hooked snake's head, and came out again, and the purple arc was violently dispersed, and then, he actually made strange movements, well, just on the front line, a weird dance?

The battle of humans and insects is far more tragic than imagined, and there have been countless casualties in the first wave of impact, but fortunately, the demon cultivators are all brave and have never taken death seriously, and there is no need to know how many people died.

At least I can still fight! I'm not dead, if I'm not dead, then kill, a bug is a bug, no matter how powerful it is, no matter how bad it is, isn't it still a bug?

The level of unity is unprecedented, the hooked snake, the impact has not stopped at all, and the constantly replenishing demon cultivation has not stopped at all, and the hooked snake doesn't care, and the demon cultivator doesn't care, one by one, the excited roar rushes into the millions of miles of battlefield split by the Yan swamp.

No longer limited to one line, as the battle burns, Xiu, the insect front line is stretched to a belt within a range of more than ten miles, connecting the territory of the Demon Domain, that is, the swamp, and the swamp can no longer see anything other than the hooked snake.

"Which long worm will that drunken maniac come out of today?"

After five days of high-intensity fighting, the monks in this area have slowly become accustomed to it, and people are like this, any environment, given a little time, people, as long as they can live, will adapt.

"Hey, I guess it's this one. ”

On the other hand, the demon cultivator grinned, his hands did not stop, due to the elongation of the battle line, it was no longer crowded together, as long as the front side kept himself and scattered the dense hooked snakes, he didn't need to be completely killed, just let it go.

This kind of combat will naturally be easier, but the monks on the front line will have to bear several times the pressure of the previous one, fortunately, they don't have to hold on for a long time, someone will replace them at any time, just shout, as for those who don't call out, they have almost rotted when they are dug up.

The front miracle only belongs to Duan De, this guy, since the first day, he was tired and slept in the belly of the hooked snake, and when he woke up, he broke out of his abdomen, stumbling and splashing around with the wine jar, and there was no distinction between people and insects.

It's just that this guy's chattering combat power is not low, as long as the hooked snake is slapped by him 'kindly', basically no one can stand up again and commit murder, all of them are convulsions, smoke from their big mouths, and are pressed into powder by their companions.

I thought that this wine nerve would die from the belly of the worm, five days, not dead, every day can be tricked from time to time, the moment it comes out, the close demon cultivator quickly evacuated, this guy, can resist! But can't get close to his body, I don't distinguish between friend and foe, and I have already suffered a lot of losses.

His purchase is drunk and the Tao, he knows himself without doing anything, seeks the practice and advances himself, forgets the external objects, forgets the self, forgets the seven emotions, forgets the six desires, and the Tao is natural.

People and insects dance together, the human form is gone, except for the iconic purple thunder in the sky, no one can recognize it, the overall situation is not good, the hooked snake group is not only endless, but the offensive is also wave after wave.

The first to suffer losses was the front line, which caused the high-level hooked snake to not be completely blocked, and from time to time it wreaked havoc in the rear, and the heavy losses can be imagined.