The light of the eastward sword came out of its sheath, and a long white blade slashed in the dark night, and then, he reversed the sword, aimed it at his own heart, and stabbed it down.

A trace of red in the heart spread through the clouds and white clothes, and the heartache and heart disease attack were undoubtedly worse.

Seeing that the beads of sweat on Bing Ruohan's forehead kept coming out, he found a flat place, sat down slowly, and felt the mica stone with his palms facing each other.

......

......

A faint crystal blue light lurked in the water, refracted in waves and twists, and flashed onto Jiumu Yunxiang's tired face in a trance.

She looked down slightly, and found that the mica stone on her neck was unexpectedly illuminated.

She took the mica stone in the palm of her hand and looked at it, and sighed: "Even you feel Xiao Jiu's frustration at the moment." ”

"It's Xiao Jiu who is incompetent, and he can't even guard the mountain gate......"

"Even a lark can't protect ......"

Jiumu Yunxiang was immersed in the pain of losing the golden silk lark and couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

I heard a voice outside the bead curtain: "Girl, can you wash it?" It was the black-clothed female envoy who had just brought her in.

Hearing this, Jiumu hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay." ”

Coming all the way from the wet and gloomy dungeon, but I still don't know where I am, not to mention the two little ghosts who led the way, even the black-clothed female envoy mysteriously refused to tell each other.

Come on whether it's a blessing or a curse.

The way he is now, he is seriously injured, his shadow is weak, and he has a small life, and he is allowed to be taken by others.

At this time, if someone really wants their own little life, I am afraid that they will not be able to fight back.

After thinking about it, he walked out of the bath and changed into the clean dark clothes that the black-clothed envoy had prepared for herself, and the black-clothed envoy took her to an unknown place.

The blue light emitted by the mica stone on the neck became stronger and stronger, and the blue light was not easily noticed in this black robe.

Nine turns and eighteen turns in the Luo Xing Palace, bypassing several pillars carved with human faces, entering a room, wide and luxurious.

"When the girl is tired, rest here. After saying that, the black-clothed envoy wanted to retreat.

"Hey!" Kugi hurriedly stopped in front of her and asked, "Where is this?"

After being at the mercy of others for a long time, don't you even have the power to know where you are?

"The girl doesn't have to ask. Apparently the black-clothed envoy refused to say more to herself.

Then the black-clothed envoy walked out, and at the moment when she was about to close the door, she smiled at Jiumu Yunxiang, but this smile was eerie and evil.

After Jiumu saw it, he was frightened, this smile was definitely not good, this person was a treacherous man.

It seems that this place is also a bad place, Jiumu dragged his scarred body, and wanted to leave quickly, but saw the door squeak open.

A middle-aged man who was also wearing dark clothes walked in, only to see him with his hands behind his back, seven feet tall, burly and strong, with thin beards on his cheeks and deep eyes.

He looked at himself upright, with a little smirk under his majesty, and just strode towards Jiumu Yunxiang.

Jiumu stepped back vigilantly and asked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled indulgently, with a bit of flirtation on his face: "Guess who I am?"

Jiumu saw that he was so gentle and respectful, and he was afraid of three points, so he took a closer look, and saw that on his robe, he actually outlined the Xuanniao pattern with gold wire, and everyone in the Three Realms knew that this soaring Xuanniao was regarded as an auspicious bird by the Demon Realm, and only the Demon Venerable himself was qualified to wear this clothes embroidered with the Xuanniao pattern on his body.

"Demon Venerable Sangkun?" Jiu Mu was a little nervous and uneasy.

I remembered that I fainted outside the gate of Zixia Immortal Mansion that day, and I didn't know what happened.

That Yuhe and the third senior sister have always been at odds with him, could it be that the two of them captured themselves here and put them in the dungeon?

If you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to kill, you will kill, you are just a small half-immortal, why did you invite this demon venerable out to deal with yourself?

In this way, killing chickens with a knife is too trivial.

didn't wait for Jiumu Yunxiang to think about anything else, just listened to Sang Kun sneer, his eyes drifted and wandered on Jiumu Yunxiang, and said: "As smart as your mother, she is also a rare beauty in the world." ”

Jiumu was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How do you know my aunt?"

Na Sangkun sneered again, and after laughing, he gritted his teeth with a little unknown hatred, and said: "The beauties of the Three Realms back then, which one doesn't know, which one doesn't know?" ”

Sang Kun stared directly at the Jiumu Yunxiang in front of him like this, wanting to swallow her alive.

Looking at her, it's like seeing Bai Ling back then-

A thousand years ago, it was a chance that he was still a young man.

Sang Kun was raised by his brother Sang Ji since he was a child, the so-called eldest brother is like a father, although this Sang Ji is vicious, but he takes great care of his younger brother.

At that time, Sang Kun only knew that his brother was very close to the wolf king Qilie of the West Lintel Mountain, and his brother went to the West Lintel Mountain every once in a while, and I heard that he was also appointed by the wolf king as a great teacher.

The two of them worked together all day long to discuss the unification of the demon world.

Once, in order to let his younger brother also get some exercise, Sanji took him to the West Lintel Mountain to discuss the future war with the wolf king.

Sang Kun accidentally saw the beauty of the Three Realms, Bai Ling, who was dressed in white like snow and dreamed like a fairy, on the white stone flat of Xilinshan Mountain.

At a glance, it is nothing more than that.

It's really better to see than to hear.

She was framed and killed by hundreds of people from the wolf clan at that time, seeing that she was alone and unstoppable, but she was arrogant like a heavy snow and pine, and she didn't let her eyebrows take half a step, Sang Kun stood aside and watched quietly, silently giving birth to a little admiration and pity.

But she is a member of the fox clan, and no matter how much she tries to plead for her, she can't stop this faint accusation.

Besides, Wolf Qilie could only reluctantly order to kill, and his meager strength could not be used for half a point at all.

Besides, my brother seems to dislike this woman very much, how can I like the person my brother hates?

Sang Kun has such subtle emotions for Bai Ling, and when he thinks of her by chance, he will smile for no reason.

Even though there has never been a word-by-word communication, or even being looked at by her, there is an unrequited love hidden in her heart.

Until the outbreak of the war, the wolf, fox, and eagle tribes each led a large army to negotiate head-on in Chang Valley, and fought for more than half a month.

The so-called thief captured the king first, first destroyed the wolf Qilie, and then eliminated the West Lintel Mountain.

The fox and eagle clans were helped by the heavenly realm, and finally won the final victory, and the wolf clan was wiped out in the realm, and the west lintel mountain became a ruin.

And the little demon world that aids in the abuse is also dying.

After the Battle of Changgu, the Heavenly Realm was the honor of the Three Realms, and it was already the trend of the times.