Suddenly, a strong cold wind swept over the treetops, and the leaves fell. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe saints shuddered.

Chengying glanced at the cold wind hulala sweeping the dead leaves all over the ground, and pouted his small mouth. It's not the first time it's been bad, what's the big deal. Seungying snorted and sat aside.

The cadre has no way to deal with Chengying, here, Chengying's realm is the highest, and the cadre doesn't dare to say anything about her.

"Yue'er is obedient".

Xiao Yue nodded, wanting to escape to the bleak mountain forest.

Seiying grabbed Satsuki's wrist. "Ignore him, he hurts the Holy Clan. has the ability to take back the demon breakers and ghost soldiers."

The cadres and Wu Yazi were so tight-skinned that they almost jumped up. shouted in his heart: "Why does the dead girl talk like this".

Qiu Jian's and Danqing's eyelids jumped, and their eyes fell on the eyebrows of the two nuns.

Dull Jun looked at the arrogant Chengying and knew that she had this temper since she was a child. It's just that he dares to speak like this to the soul master, isn't it a bit too much. No matter how good the temper of the soul master is, I'm afraid it will be hot.

"Chengying, don't play a little temper."

Seungying grimaced at Dull Jun. "Sister Jun is not angry."

"I'm so angry there, you and Satsuki don't treat me as friends, and you don't discuss such a big matter with me."

Satsuki bumped into Chengying. "All to you".

Seungying walked over to Dull Jun and took Dull Jun's hand. "Sister Jun, aren't you afraid that you are in danger"?

Dull Jun's face turned red. I know what Seiying means. whispered, "I'm your friend, your best friend."

"Don't worry Sister Jun, don't take it as an example." Chengying assured.

"There is no next time, if there is a next time, I will definitely follow you."

The dead branches whined a few times in the breeze, swaying the branches, and gradually lost their sound.

The saints looked at the quiet forest, and their hearts were strange, they couldn't think of what kind of existence the soul ancestor was, why he was so ruthless to the holy clan, but he was particularly tolerant of several nuns.

As night fell, the clouds a little closer to the sky rose with a red glow, and the mountains were shrouded in a hazy light smoke, lingering by the grassy and gurgling water.

Dull Jun sat on the dead branches, listening to the loneliness of the night, looking at the silence of the distant mountains. A sour thing gathered in my heart, and it was not a taste in my mouth. Ever since Xiao Yue and Cheng Ying blocked the Soul Ancestor's skill to kill Qionglai Cave, Du Jun always felt that the two of them had come a lot closer, and he was just a liner at best, and he could say a lot less.

In the night, in the moonlight, a dull and lonely shadow fell on the trunk of the tree, curled up into a small ball.

The hazy twilight smoke slowly condensed behind the dull jun, the smoke was very faint, as light as the mist illuminated by the moonlight at night, gently, drifting over.

Dull Jun didn't notice the light smoke behind him, and looked at the nasty night stupidly, but he was looking forward to the arrival of the night. Only in this dark night, can I think quietly, this is a very helpless and helpless thought for thousands of years, a poignant state of mind, a little painful.

A gust of wind blew across his face, and he raised his head in a dull and psychedelic manner. Blinking in astonishment, he looked around.

The four domains are as empty as the wilderness, and the wind is whispering. "What are you thinking"?

What do you think?Dull Jun shook her head, she didn't want to say, she didn't want to say the shadow in her heart.

"Can you tell me, who are you thinking?"

Dull Jun shook her head again, saying What's the use? For thousands of years, she has been accustomed to silent thoughts, which are very beautiful thoughts.

"Tell me, I can give you a remnant soldier".

Knock knock! The dull heart beat the drum, the drum beat so that the heart was confused, the face changed, the untargeted hands were fiddling with randomly, and the whole person became unable to help himself.

This can't be blunt, being in such an environment, reading and experiencing the killing of the remnants, that power can make a little saint and the Holy Ancestor side by side, is there anything more tempting in the Holy Realm than the remnants?

The panicked blunt jun, half of his face was red, the pink and tender like reflecting the glow, the delicate and glamorous color, couldn't help but make people's hearts beat.

"I ...... I'm thinking of a saint." Dull Jun blushed and his heart beat when he spoke, and when the words came to his mouth, he became slurred again, biting his red lips and rubbing his little hands red.

The wind whispered silently, silently waiting, and the squeaky branches resounded with a mournful moan.

His name was ...... Mo Evil". After panicking for a while, Dull Jun still said the name that was buried in his heart and made him cry countless times.

Blunt's eyes blurred, and his nose ached as the name was spoken, and tears filled his beautiful eyelids. Gradually, the pair of sore and painful eyes closed, and the slender demon body fell diagonally towards the dead leaves.

The breeze blew, and a little white light wrapped the blunt holy body, slowly drifting into the depths of the dry forest, the faint glow illuminated the forest, and the thick ancient tree pole cracked finger-width cracks, and the lines were staggered, as if the whole tree was about to be broken.

Passing through the dry forest, the glowing demon came to rest in front of the cave of Hessesen. Strands of light mist flowed from the cave, drifting into the depths of the dead forest in the glow.

The shadow of the majestic shore drifted in the mist, and what was terrifying was the light of the violent eyes. The soul shadow approached the glow-encased demon body, reached out and stroked the pretty face with tears in it, and the bony hand passed through the cheek, leaving fingerprints and white light on the pink face.

The Mo Evil Spirit stared at this heart-pounding face, and the falling bone hand slowly clenched his fist and hammered it fiercely into his chest.

Tom! The sound of the air swept away, like a big drop of water dripping from the lonely cave.

The violent pupils were condensed in mist, and Mo Xie couldn't help himself with heartache. These days, Mo Ye has experienced too many sorrows and joys. Seeing the cadre's grandfather, Xiaoyue, Chengying, and Dull Jun, whenever these beloved people appeared, Mo Ye was crazy and could hardly control it.

But what's the use? Mo Ye couldn't even touch this face, and every time he failed, his heart hurt and he almost went crazy.

When leaving the Soul Domain, Mo Xie was bent on refining the Demon Soldier and returning to the Holy Cloud City to find the Holy Soldier who had harmed him, but after all, a soul soldier was not enough to compete with the Holy Soldier. After seeing Xiao Yue, Mo Xie gave up his original idea and just wanted to refine the body protection remnants for Yue'er. Because Mo Ye found that only soul soldiers can merge with divine consciousness and refine to the point of merging with the holy body.

Every day when he looked at Xiao Yue's sad eyes, Mo Xie wanted to cry without tears in his heart, and he was even more determined to cast the "deceptive remnant soldier" into Xiao Yue's demon consciousness. Finally, one day, Mo Ye did it. He was ecstatic and disappointed. Because he gradually discovered that both Satsuki and the "Remnant of the Ground" wanted to prevent him from taking revenge.

Mo Xie understood that without these few remnants, it would be almost impossible to truly suppress the Holy Sword Mountain. But Mo Ye still chose the latter.

The crimson double-edged sword flickered in the air, turning into a small sword shadow.

The violent pupils staring at the pink face and looked at it, and Mo Xie sighed in the cold mist. The bone pointed at the blood-red sword shadow, and several soul talismans fell, and ten thousand red lights burst out. A flash, a flash, illuminated the cave with red makeup, just like the red candle in the cave room, reflecting the joy of the cave.

The two bone fingers fell to the center of the blunt eyebrows, twisted a few times, and a wisp of white light was twisted out of the domain of consciousness, and the soul talisman flickered around the white light, pulling the point of light towards the sword shadow.

The blunt demon body trembled slightly, and the soul talisman on the bone finger stopped. Mo Evil's violent pupils condensed, and his dull divine sense was a little low, and it was more difficult to control the remnants.

Isn't it a little anxious? Mo Xie didn't dare to forcibly fuse it again, this kind of refining was to refine the demon soul into the sword body, once it was refined, the soul and sword would be one, and they would not be separated.

Drops of sweat oozed from his blunt forehead, fell down his cheeks and fell into the air, clattering on the stone face.

Mo Xie stopped. It seems that the blunt jun is at most and draws out three wisps. If you want to manipulate the "remnants of the Red Sun", you need to say the least. Three wisps is too little.

The sword shadow flashed, the blood-red light disappeared, and the "Red Sun Remnant" flew into the center of the blunt eyebrows, and a red heart appeared on the magic pattern.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight fell from the hollow dead branches + mottled shadows, and wisps of green gas rose on the forehead of the hoarfrost leaning on the stone, changing mysterious words in the air.

The faint clear mist, condensing the moist smell of wet earth, kept plopping down on Dull Jun's face. The eyelashes with fine beads shook overwhelmedly, and the misty eyes slowly opened.

"Is this there?" Dull Jun sat up in a panic, stunned.

The milky white mist overflowed in the valley one by one, and the mountains and valleys were all white, so deep, so thick, surging, tumbling, engulfing everything in the mountains.

Blunt Jun rubbed his, his head was a little heavy, and he always wanted to close his eyes again in a daze.

"Whatever the hell"!

Dull Jun leaned softly against the stone, and fell asleep in a daze.

"Dull ...... blunt". At some point, a soft call sounded in my ears.

Blunt Jun frowned, slowly opening his sleepy eyes. In the faint mist, two slender shadows came out. The mist dispersed and a moderate aroma wafted in.

"Here". Chengying scattered a soft tulle, fluttering and shrouding the night, pulling the flying little moon.

"Dull Jun, why are you running here to sleep lazy, it scares us to death." Xiao Yue escaped in front of Dull Jun and shook her soft and weak arm.

"I knew there that I was sleepy, and I just wanted to sleep." Dull Jun touched his face, looking sleepy.

Xiao Yue was stunned, and her gaze fell to the center of her blunt eyebrows. "Sword mole"?

Seungying was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed. A handful of hugs the blunt jun. "Sister Jun, you have come to this blessing."

"I'm going to die of sleepiness for whatever blessings I enjoy, let me sleep a little longer." As he spoke, the blunt body softened into Satsuki's arms.

"Hey, hey"! Chengying nodded his dull and tender face.

"Don't scream, she's the same as me, just sleep for a year and a half." Satsuki picked up the blunt jun and fled to the dry forest.

The valley was filled with a long faint fog that clung to the yellow mountain, and the cold mist slowly drifted in, crashing against the black gravel.

The general was so angry that he was about to go crazy, and kicked the stone one by one. The gravel rolled down the mountain and turned into stone gas in a blink of an eye.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Danqing asked in confusion, wondering why this old man had gone crazy again.