His soft voice sounded in his ears, and he said, "All the time." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Don't move ......"

"There's a string around your neck, and if you move it, you'll be in a different place. Tell me, where are the dust beads?"

The voice in his ears was still so soft, still as gentle as treating a treasure, but the next moment the sharp pain in his neck was real.

Sang Wushi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and nothing, and his body was in his arms and wanted to retreat from his embrace, ignoring the pain of the strings that deepened.

"Say!!" Feeling her slowly struggling back, his voice suddenly became irritable, "Where's the dust beads!!, you're not afraid of death?"

Under the snow-white neck strangled by the strings is the red that slides down in circles, like a red peony blooming in the holy snow-capped mountain, bewitching and gorgeous, Sang looked up at him from time to time, suddenly his eyebrows were bent, his burning golden eyes flashed with a little starlight smile, and a cold smile was hooked between his lips, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his neck at all, she said: "You think you can kill me? You can try." Suddenly, she stepped back, blood splattering from her neck on their faces.

She laughed, "I've climbed up from hell a thousand times! I'm afraid you'll not be able to make a string! I'm scared stupid? I won't dare to do it!"

With a "poof" sound, the leisurely green leaves of the mountain meadow were dyed into a crimson color, which was shocking and extremely charming.

She closed her eyes and fell down resolutely, without a moment's hesitation, the man's eyes full of shock, the grief that filled the sky, and the words that remained on her lips came to an abrupt end. His body suddenly trembled violently, and he trembled and bent over as if he wanted to pick up a bright red spot on the ground, but in an instant, his body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly lowered his head, and in front of his chest was the purple whip that penetrated his heart, and the dark red that soaked out.

When he fell to the ground, his eyes that slowly closed in desolation and desolation were the figure of the dazzling woman in red staggering up, her voice was as cold as memory, "You think I'm dead?! Hahahahaha! I'm a demon from hell, and Yan Jun doesn't dare to accept me!"

......

The red shadow was far away, and the endless sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated with the passing brilliance in his eyes......

Why is the hand holding the whip shaking? Are you so scared...... Yes, she was scared, why did she lie to her? Hahahahaha, she said that one day, she would really kill him with her own hands. See, what a man she keeps her promises.

Raising the neck with a heart-rending pain, the breeze rose gently, a little coolness accompanied by the inhalation of the faint smell of blood, and the blood on the face and neck seemed to be still warm, both hers and his. She raised her eyes a little confused, the sky was still so blue, but why did it feel so chaotic, and she refused to give even a little bit of daylight. It's no wonder that so many people are stubborn, it's clear that the sunlight can't come in.

Suddenly dizzy, Sang staggered and held on to the trees on the side from time to time, and the corners of his lips suddenly pulled out a curvature, yes, there is also the matter of spiritual life...... You have to kill Wuji first, and then ...... She will go to the Dragon Palace and give them big gifts. can't be sad, she's not sad, they're all chess pieces, they all deserve to die, those who didn't survive are all waste, how can they wait for others to save it, how can they ......

She's right...... She's going to be strong...... It feels so good, there's no more noise around.

......

The red figure gradually disappeared in the blue sea and green mountains, leaving behind the lonely red shadow on the top of the mountain. Next to the blood-stained indigo figure that fell to the ground, a white skirt slowly emerged, stained with the bright red flowing all over the ground, and the woman's face was silently cold, and her eyes were deeply complicated, was really disobedient......

......

When Sang returned to the Styx, he heard about two major events that everyone was talking about. One is the death of Qianye, the little prince of the royal family in the human world, which caused people from all walks of life to sigh. It's just that the prince has a hard life, although he was born in the royal family, he is in the human race without any ability. First there was no royal sister, and then I became stupid for some reason, and now I even lost my life on the shore of the Stygian Sea, but because it seems to have the care of the Stygian Sea, this human king has made trouble many times without a result, and I don't know if the final result is over.

And the second thing is even more shocking and embarrassing, it seems that when everyone is talking about the death of Qianye Little Prince for no reason, it is almost hidden in the Five Realms

In the underworld, a major event happened - the sea of flowers on the other side of Huangquan Road in the underworld disappeared in an instant, and there were no embers, and this is said to be the loss of the flower seeds on the other side.

The underworld generally does not participate in disputes from all walks of life, rarely enters the WTO, and the outside world rarely gets involved in the affairs of the underworld. Because no matter how powerful and rampant the demon world is, it is a thing in the yang world after all, and the underworld, as an existence that controls the cycle of life and death in the world, is indeed a real underworld, and no one wants to find it uncomfortable. And the magic weapon of the underworld to maintain the balance of yin and yang in the five worlds is to cross the bridge in vain, die in Meng Po soup, forget the karma and love and resentment in one life, and reincarnate in the first life. But the destruction of the sea of flowers on the other side will break this balance. As everyone knows, the flowers on the other side are planted in medicine, and only then are they exchanged for a bowl of deceased Meng Po soup. If there is no other side flower, this reincarnation thing will go wrong. As soon as this incident came out, the few people from the underworld who had originally stayed in the Stygian Sea to watch the ancient gods also quickly evacuated.

When Sang Wushi heard this, he didn't go back to the palace directly, nor did he rush to find the two dragons to settle accounts, and stumbled around the boundary of the entire sea area twice. The rising sun rose and set, set and rose, and she walked for two days and one night, but she didn't find a trace of Qianye's soul. Two days and nights exhausted her physically and mentally, and she finally collapsed on a rock in the Stygian Sea. Her chaotic and uncontrollable mentality that day calmed down a little. She will take revenge, but not now, she can't be impulsive, she can't be reckless, there are still things to solve in the spirit race, and there is nothing inferior to get rid of, she can't be so reckless to offend the dragon clan first. At the very least, everything has to wait until the end of the Old Gods Fight.

The blood of the sunset, the lonely sea breeze, the surging waves, the bursts of lapping on the wide ancient sea stones, but they could not be surprised by the calm indifference in the red shadow and golden eyes sitting on the rock.

"People who can't afford to lose can't climb high. Suddenly, a familiar voice came, with a bit of banter. Sang raised his eyes from time to time to see, under the afterglow of the sunset, there was a good-looking and slender moon-white figure, arbitrarily beautiful, it was Ji Heng who appeared in front of her at some point, a white fracture fan to cover her face, her eyes were crooked, but she was slightly stunned when she saw her embarrassed appearance at the moment.

He always seems to be this face.

Sang Wushi lightly hooked his lips, "I almost don't know this son." ”