Hei couldn't believe what Ling Die said, but he had to believe that he had hurt Fluttershy, and Xiao Hei was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, and a large frightening blood stain suddenly bloomed on the snow-white sheets, and the blood stains continued to spread, like a strange and vicious grimace.

"Lingdie is dead??! Xiao Hei muttered.

"Seniors. Jin Xiaqi cried so much that she couldn't make a sound.

"Ling Die !?," Hei repeated.

The surrounding air was instantly cold, and it was even more intense than when I learned that Lingdie had been taken away, and the demonic aura was overwhelming, and if the Yellow River broke, it would rush to the face.

Song Qingyang took a few steps back, as if he couldn't withstand the infiltration of the little black demon qi, what kind of powerful hell dog was his predecessor? There was such a terrifying demonic aura, this terrifying demonic aura was even richer and colder than all the demonic demonic qi that Song Qingyang had seen combined, like a silver needle piercing into every point of his body.

The master of the wind sighed and shook his head, pitiful of the bones by the river, like a person in a spring boudoir dream. This poem talks about how similar the situation of this demon is in front of him, deep in the mud and I don't know, I still think about death, and I forget my feelings when I fake death.

Like the essence, the demonic energy burned violently on Xiao Hei's body, and if the revenge flame that devoured the heaven and earth and did not stop, the two blood-covered demonic red light lanterns stared closely at Nanxing, who had already appeared behind the wind masters Jin Xiaqi and Song Qingyang.

Didn't make a move.

The Wind Master loses first.

Why doesn't Xiao Hei want to make a move? Why don't you want to slaughter everyone related to Nanxing, what rules and roads, what immortals, gods and Buddhas, in Xiao Hei's eyes, they are all bullshit.

It's just that Xiao Hei can't beat Nanxing now.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Soul Eater Dog is an extremely vengeful and intelligent race, if Xiao Hei has not opened his mind, at this moment, he has already pounced in front of Nanxing, even if he dies, he will bite Nanxing, this is the nature of Xiao Hei as Jin Xiaqi sees, if there is no Xu Shaobai and no Lingbao, Xiao Hei will not care, and he will give Nanxing a claw when he stumbles. This is also the nature of Xiao Hei.

But at the moment, Xiao Hei has already opened his spiritual wisdom, there are Xu Shaobai and Lingbao behind him, others don't know the depth of the Pearl Heaven Realm, how can Xiao Hei not know, plus the people standing in front of him are all Xiao Hei knows, Xu Shaobai is familiar with people, so that Xiao Hei can leave a trace of clarity, endure the instinct in his heart, let go of his obsession, and if he doesn't kill today, he will definitely 'repay' ten million times more in the future.

Now that the gambling game is one win and one loss, the master of the wind has vaguely reached a conclusion in his heart, it's just that, can he really force the shot, the person who cultivates the Tao knows the most about the general trend, everyone knows the master of the wind is in flames, but how many people know, why can the master of the wind be in the wind and be in flames?

Master Feng Shang told Xiao Hei in his heart, please don't get excited for the time being, he has a secret method to temporarily restore him to his heyday, but the sequelae are very great, but he has already figured out about Nanxing and Jin, if the two join forces, they will definitely be able to win Nanxing. This Nanxing deceives people too much, if you don't kill it, it will have too much impact on your own Dao heart, are Daoist friends willing to cooperate with me sincerely and take down that Nanxing together?

Without waiting for Xiao Hei to answer, the Wind Master already knew the answer.

Xiao Hei is willing, no matter what the price is, if he is sure, he will definitely be willing to kill Nanxing, and the new and old hatreds will be counted together. is also because he is worried that Boss Xu and Boss Lingbao will come back to be contaminated with too much right and wrong, Xiao Hei does not allow the two to be contaminated with a little bit of right and wrong because of the trouble they caused.

If it weren't for that, Xiao Hei would not have saved Lingdie and went to the mountain villa alone to kill Nanxing.

And Nanxing, because of Xiao Hei's actions, the current result has already been calculated clearly in his heart.

Without waiting for Master Feng Shang's pretense to teach Xiao Hei the exclusive method, Xiao Hei saw the playful look in Nanxing's eyes, and suddenly understood the joints, and his momentum suddenly withered.

Naturally, it is hate, hateful teeth, hating his own incompetence, hating that he can't kill Nanxing to pieces. Do you hate Master Feng? Do you hate Jin Xiaqi and Song Qingyang? Xiao Hei can't hate it, I'm afraid it's because of this that he has the life to sit here.

It's just like this now, what's the difference between being alive and dead, the reason why I'm not completely disheartened now is because there are still Xu Shaobai and Lingbao supporting Xiao Hei's breath.

Jin Xiaqi had already woken up from the illusion, looking at the little black senior and the wind master in front of him, the smart and wise Jin Xiaqi already knew the result of this gamble.

A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, people can still fight with the sky, but how can a bare-handed toddler compete with a fierce tiger for food.

Xiao Hei sat cross-legged, restrained his demonic energy, seemed to smile but not laugh, and stared at Nanxing. Until now, Xiao Hei can't understand what Nanxing thinks in his heart, what is the purpose, what Nanxing thinks in his heart, I'm afraid that in addition to himself, even the Daguan Immortal, a living immortal who is omnipotent in the eyes of the world, can't guess it all, fortunately, in the eyes of ordinary people, Nanxing is really a really good person, a personable son.

There is naturally a world of difference between humans and demons, and Nanxing seems to have two faces to humans and demons, which is another interesting thing worth exploring.

Since the three bets won one and lost two, the master of the wind is naturally willing to gamble and lose, as for how to divide his own bad luck to Nanxing with tangible things, it depends on Nanxing's ability.

The jade silk displayed by Nanxing in the abandoned villa was the jade silk of the calligraphy that was rumored to be mysterious, and the jade silk of the rumored calligraphy was a corner of the jade scroll that recorded the major events in the world on the table of the Nine Heavens Xuannu God, and the same name as the book of life and death of the Hell Dao, and it was also one of the twelve treasure books in the world, but it was the same as the "World Agriculture" written by the ancient Emperor Yan, which had already been fragmented and not complete.

Nanxing took out the calligraphy jade silk with his backhand, and he didn't care about Xiao Hei on the side, the dog who lost his family, why worry about it.

The calligraphy jade silk turned into a piece of white silk paper at this moment, and Nanxing used aura as ink and wrote: The master of the wind is very lucky, and I account for the second.

After writing, the words written on the silk paper were like tadpoles in water, swimming in the scrolls, and the master of the wind was well-informed, and he was still curious about the endless methods of Nanxing, and he was more and more sure of his identity as a disciple of the Daguan Immortals, one of the four great immortals. "What should I do?" said the Wind Master.

The senior nodded. ”

The Wind Master nodded, and an indescribable feeling emerged from his heart, like an invisible flow in his hand into the silk paper in front of him, but even if the monk values the luck of chance the most, what about it? Even if ten percent of the luck on his body has dissipated, for the Wind Master, what should the future be, but it may take a little more effort, and she Wind Master did not rely on luck to get to this point.

It's just that this mess is not easy to clean up right now. The master of the wind groaned, this demon cultivator and his own disciple in the mouth of the fox demon Ling Butterfly, I am afraid that I can't take it away, I already have a clear conscience, and the rest can only be handed over to the will of heaven, I hope that the luck of these two people is better than his own.

Nanxing Guanfeng on the master of the wind has a charm, and I can't help but praise two sentences in my heart, if you talk about knowledge and decision, there are not a few monks on the mountain who have such a bearing, but when it comes to open-mindedness, I am afraid that this master on the wind will have a unique share. But the more this is the case, the better, and the two percent of the luck you get is also valuable.

In the jade silk of calligraphy, a small prototype was quietly born.

Nanxing smiled slightly, and gave an eviction order to the three masters of the wind: "I will not send it far." ”