"I'll pay you back later. Qianyue said.

Mu Yan's cold eyes were as black as ink all of a sudden, and the anger in his heart rose uncontrollably, and his usually suppressed emotions seemed to have found a gap, and his words were even more bitter, "What?

Qianyue was stunned for a moment, keenly aware of his surging anger, and was a little worried at the moment.

It's a pity that the man who was stimulated was endless, and he said coldly like a complaining husband, "Do you still fall in love with someone else?"

Qian Yue frowned at this time, reflected very rationally, and found that her attitude towards him was indeed a little cold.

However, she has always been a person who can distinguish priorities, and the slaughter is in front, and those strong feelings and sweetness on weekdays are even more embarrassed to show in front of others.

If he is a scholar, he must be able to understand.

It's a pity that this fox's brain is not very clear now, and he has killed so many people in the slaughter realm, and the paranoid evil thoughts in his heart may not be suppressed.

Mu Yan was jealous and angry on the side, his bloodthirsty mania was constantly surging, and the Taoist priest who didn't know that he was complaining about was still thinking calmly.

The wind blade blew by, splashing a cloud of blood.

The anger in his heart brought a little vicissitudes and despair, and he actually hoped that she would deny it, but she didn't say a word.

Suddenly, there was a warm hand on his back, and a strange aura poured into the meridians, causing earth-shaking turmoil in his body.

In the deep night, beyond the blood is the familiar cold fragrance.

Mu Yan suddenly felt that his previous irritability and anger suddenly quieted down.

The dark eyes were little clearer, the temperature of his hands disappeared, he pursed his lips, and his heart was embarrassed.

She does know.

Regarding his darkness and paranoia, I don't know when he was lured out, and he pressed himself to the bottom of his heart. even relied on this little problem to recklessly take advantage of the murderer.

Mu Yan always thought that he could control it very well, he was too cunning and treacherous, and he was never a good person, so he generally took advantage of her soft-hearted connivance.

Until today, he has been provoked by the malice of this fight, and he almost wants to become a demon.

For the first time, he realized that there were many things that he could not easily control.

For example, grasping obsessions, such as wandering on the edge of demonic thoughts.

After the gradual clarity of his thoughts, a strong sense of shame and guilt almost overwhelmed him.

This kind of emotion that shouldn't be there is too strange for Mu Yan, as if it shouldn't appear on him, but it is a prophecy.

He seemed to hear himself say to himself in his ear, "It's over." ”

"Don't make a fuss. A cold voice with a soft tail tone sounded.

Mu Yan didn't start, not letting her see the embarrassment in her eyes, and said "um" with little confidence.

Qianyue gently curled the corners of her mouth and looked at him amusedly.

She didn't notice it herself, but this glance fell in the eyes of others, but it was a rare tenderness.

Zhong Yao looked at the blood splattered around him, and his temper became more and more irritable.

Throughout the night, the fighting was shocking.

On the forty-ninth day, Pei Zhuo really couldn't hold on.

The refining of the elixir could not keep up with the supply of spiritual power, and the partial tower gate had long since disappeared.

Mu Yan was right, they couldn't get out at all.

The only hope is to wait for the dawn.

Qian Yue frowned, and in the end she protected the person behind her, giving him some breathing space.

A mirage may not be as dangerous, but if you can, don't go.

Besides, Pei Zhuo was just exhausted, but it was much better than the situation of the other guys killing Red Eye.

Qian Yue was not surprised, although Pei Zhuo's cultivation was low, his heart had always been good.

It is reasonable that he was not tossed into the devil by the fight.

She looked at Mu Yan with separate eyes, and since the beginning of the awkwardness, he regained his former calm and self-control.

Qianyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the fox didn't go crazy.

With a slight deviation of his gaze, Zhong Yao in that room seemed to be happy to fight, not a single move or style was missing, and there were countless souls.

Qian Yue quickly retracted her eyes, in her opinion, although Zhong Yao was stronger, he also maintained his sobriety.

She just needs to take care of the other two.

As for Luo Changqing, the contract has been dissolved, they are a cooperative relationship, and there is no need to care too much.

On the seventy-sixth day, the darkness of the night suddenly faded, revealing the light of day.

The mirage of night vanished in an instant, and only the monks who struggled to stay separated and breathed along.

Qianyue and the others were naturally the same, she hadn't counted how many Red Flame Flowers had been recovered, anyway, everything she got was collected in her body.

As for what he said before to return to Mu Yan, he didn't mention it.

The crowd didn't have a chance to rest for too long, and a new round of night spread.

Everyone knows that they will repeat themselves in endless battles.

Unless you can get the Mutant Red Flame Flower......

Years.

Each round of slaughter took place in a different night, mostly within a hundred days.

The monks in the tower can take advantage of the alternate time in between to take a short rest, and the excitement of entering the tower will fade away little by little, and will be replaced by endless exhaustion and despair.

Qianyue took a few steps back, put away the red flame flower, and was a little tired.

No matter what it is, it repeats itself day by day, year after year, and it is always extremely depleting to the mind.

She was able to maintain her clarity in such an endless slaughter with the residual power left by the ancient Buddha relics, but she was always tired in her heart.

However, Mu Yan, after being controlled from the beginning, his mood has always been stable.

And Zhong Yao over there, irritable from beginning to end, was also clear, which surprised Qianyue.

She sighed slightly, not knowing what Pei Zhuo's situation was now.

It's been years since he jumped into the mirage, and it's unclear whether he's dead or alive.

That day, the killing move came too quickly, and no one could help him, so he had no choice but to choose this path.

The first two hundred and sixty days, I can't remember the first massacres, but in short, it was extraordinarily long.

The mutated red flame flower suddenly appeared, and she was worth ten with one, but she couldn't help the high-ranking monk after all.

Qian Yue reluctantly gave up, and was about to follow in Pei Zhuo's footsteps, when the darkness around her faded in an instant.

She sat on the ground a little dejected, gasping for her breath with difficulty.

Perhaps because the slaughter was endless, the monks in the tower agreed not to do anything during the period of alternation of black and white.

Therefore, he finally left his life.

Mu Yan walked over and squatted down, and said coldly and hoarsely, "Take it, have a good rest." ”

Under Su Bai's palm was the elixir he handed over, and Qianyue knew that this was probably the last one.

The corners of her mouth curled, her eyes gentle, "I still have it, you take it yourself." ”

The male cultivator frowned disapprovingly, "You can't fool me, hurry up and take it." ”

Probably afraid that she would be too stubborn, Mu Yan sighed, "I am the Wind Spirit Root, and the pranayama is already smoother than yours, and you need the pill even more." And with so many people watching, do you still want to excuse me?"

Qian Yue noticed the gaze sweeping around, and her heart moved, and she swallowed the pill.

Well, can't be cheap to others.

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