"That's what you call good goods?"

It was dark in front of her, the tip of her nose lingered with the damp rancid smell, and the woman in the wedding dress was thrown to the ground, and the delicate skin of her palm was worn by the rough ground, oozing blood, but she didn't realize it.

A woman's voice sounded in my ears, so good...... Do you mean her?

Vaguely, I felt someone come to me.

The female voice said coldly, "It's a mortal. ”

"How could it be!" a sharp voice sounded, and it sounded frightened and frightened.

The woman in the wedding dress suddenly remembered that she had been caught by a monster.

"Because she's just been in contact with someone with a very mellow aura. The man pinched her chin, the tip of her nose shrugged slightly, and after a long time, she spoke, "She tastes pretty good." ”

"What do you want?" the woman let go of her chin.

Although she couldn't see anything, she could feel the man's condescending scrutiny.

“......”

She tried to speak, but found she couldn't make the words clear. The youkai before seemed to have pulled out its own tongue.

"Who do you ask me?" the woman seemed to be able to sense what was going on in her heart, her tone was flat, but she could feel her joy, "I am 'desire'." ”

[Desire], one of the three major sacrifices of the Demon Stream forces, is good at demagoguery, and since the Demon Tribulation began, he has rebelled against many immortal cultivators, and I heard that she is a beautiful woman.

For some reason, there was no fear in her heart. Just looking up at the darkness, for a long time, she heard the woman chuckle, and her cold voice suddenly became full of temptation.

"Interested—become a demon?"

"Don't want to?"

"Then we'll wait. ”

......

The night was quiet, a dark cloud blew, and the moon was half-hidden.

The wind was howling, the fallen leaves rolled up and fell, Ling Xiao suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the National Teacher's Mansion.

The trees in the National Teacher's Mansion are really tall, and the entire Shengjing is particularly unsightly to his emerald greenery.

Ling Xiao put away the violent emotions in her eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, what kind of dream did she have just now......

She recognized [Desire], and that woman was stabbed by Bai Shanyue before she could speak.

Why did she dream of [Desire], who was that mute woman!

Is it because of the [seed] that Yuan Ziyi said? Whose memory is this!

Ink Yang sensed Ling Xiaojian's riot in the room, and knew that something was wrong with his master, so he quickly put on his coat and went out to find Ling Xiao.

"What's wrong with the master?" the ink masculine broke through the foundation, and a pair of dark blue eyes were very clear.

Ling Xiao did not hide her strange hair color at this time, under the light moonlight, her orange hair was like a golden thread, which was very gorgeous.

"I'm angry. Ling Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed slightly, the dark black flames loomed on his forehead, and the orange-red hair burst out with sparkling fire, "I want to kill." ”

"Master, you'd better control your emotions. Ink Yang frowned, in Shengjing City, if the identity of the Lingxiao Demon Sword Spirit was exposed, the entire Kunlun would become the target of crusade in the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the mortal world.

Although the Golden Legend is easy to use, the faction is not right, and there are many restrictions on its use.

[A dragon slaying knife at the beginning, a knife 999, and the equipment all depends on picking up] This kind of good thing really can't be his turn.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and the green tendons on his temples kept beating, looking like he was trying to endure something.

Ink Yang was half a meter away from Ling Xiao, feeling the air in front of him burning, he reached out and touched Ling Xiao's forehead, and the skin on his fingers instantly metallized.

"Master...... You're too hot, isn't it? Ink Yang looked at the metalized skin, stunned.

"You be careful...... Ling Xiao raised his eyes, his amber eyes were soaked with murderous intent, "There is a guest." ”

Ink Yang suddenly turned around and saw a man in black standing on the balcony fence, with a strong physique, a man.

"Master, enter the sword. Ink Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the man in black, "In the middle of the night, why are you visiting?"

The man's voice sounded strange, as if it had been disguised.

"What, this is Kunlun's hospitality?" the man chuckled, jumped off the fence, and approached Ink Yang.

"Faceless, falsetto, visiting in the middle of the night, I prefer to call such people as thieves rather than guests. Ink Yang sneered, and the temperature of the Ling Xiao Sword in his hand was blazing.

This person is really coincidental, this sword can be scalded to death even if it is used with a scabbard......

"Yes, I'm a guest. I have news for you......" The man reached out to push away the sword in front of him, not caring about the temperature of the sword.

The moment he was about to touch the scabbard, Ink Yang saw his hands turn into a cloud of mist.

"Don't let his dirty hands touch me. Ling Xiao suddenly spoke.

......

The fog was unusual, and she felt somewhat familiar.

"What kind of news is straightforward. Ink Yang withdrew his sword and stared at the man in front of him warily.

He couldn't see the fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, but the hand just now was definitely not something that mortals could do. Maybe there is some magic weapon to hide the spiritual power?

"On the day of the flare, the sword of the sun, or it can transcend the level of demon extermination. The man laughed, turned to look at the sky, the dark clouds covered the moon, and at this time, the light of the stars would be noticed.

Just like him......

"Exorcism?" Ink Yang pondered the man's meaningful words, and keenly noticed these two words.

"Didn't you come to Shengjing for this?"

"Where is the devil?"

"The devil is in the bottom of my heart, and the devil is in 'immortality'. At this time, the dark clouds were blown away by the wind, leaking a trace of moonlight, hitting the face of the man in black, and the pair of inky black pupils that were exposed looked very familiar.

"How do you know?" As soon as these words came out, Mo Yang immediately understood what he was referring to, that is, the National Teacher's Mansion.

"The responsibility of saving the world is not only Kunlun. The man in black felt his eyes illuminated and immediately glanced his head over.

"What is the Sword of the Sun?" Ink Yang was keenly aware that the man in black might be an acquaintance, but he didn't seem to want to reveal his identity.

The sword of the Yang mentioned in his words just now, Rao is ink Yang who has seen all the books in the Kunlun Library Pavilion has never heard of it.

"Every family has a secret ......that is not passed down," the man in black glanced meaningfully at Ink Yang and the Ling Xiao Sword in his hand, "You can go and ask your friends." ”

"You know a lot, I kind of can't believe it. Ink Yang Jian's eyebrows frowned slightly, he tilted his head slightly, and observed the subtle expression between the man's eyebrows and eyes by a trace of moonlight from a different angle.

"Believe it or not, just bring it. It's just that time waits for no one. ”

"You don't want to have another experience of causing the innocent death of someone because you missed the opportunity, right?"

As soon as he finished his last sentence, Ink Yang silently recited the bondage array, and when he was about to catch the man in black, he turned into a cloud of mist again.

"Farewell. ”

Ink Yang watched the man in black leave, and he didn't plan to chase after him.

Regardless of whether what the man in black said was true or not, and what his purpose was, in fact, there was no harm to them.

In this way, it is not so important whether the National Teacher's Mansion goes or not.

Qi Wuliang does have a problem, which is good.

The most strange thing hidden in his mansion is probably the immortal fruit tree, the "monster" mentioned by the man in black, and not surprisingly, it is the immortal fruit tree.

The existence that even the masters of the Mahayana period dare not provoke easily is definitely a big demon.

The day of the flare is one month later, and there are still two months before the March Tang Tribulation mentioned by the boss.

So, if they succeed, the catastrophe will not come?

Ink Yang squinted in thought and looked in the direction of the man in black.

- Who is he?