Yan Jiuzhao nodded, and then said, "That kid is very interesting, and I don't know if he can walk down the battlefield alive......"

Kun Wu was silent for a while, and then said: "He has survived, and he has already ascended three thousand years ago, Uncle Yan, these things have passed for three thousand years......"

Yan Jiu made a move, and his eyes seemed to have a little clarity, but he soon returned to chaos.

Regardless of Kun Wu still beside him, he covered his face with a pair of big hands, and two lines of tears slid down his fingers.

"It's been 3,000 years......"

Kun Wu heard Yan Jiuzhao's somewhat choked voice, and didn't say anything, just poured tea into his mouth without taking care of himself.

He knew why Yan Jiuzhao was crying, and he also knew that he actually wanted to cry.

"I've ...... Three thousand years, I haven't seen Xiao Qi......"

Yan Jiuzhao took his hand down and wiped his tears on his face in vain: "I promised her that I would come back to tell her stories in the future......"

He gave up the stupid gesture of stopping the tears with his hands, and began to make a gesture: "She, she was so old at that time...... Tiny, stand there, call me, call me daddy......"

Kun Wu looked at Yan Jiuzhao there and gestured to the appearance of Xiao Qi in his memory, and his eyes were wet unconsciously.

Under the cover of night, Yan Jiuzhao finally faded away from the reliable and powerful image he gave people, and really became an old father who lost his daughter.

"She's still so young......" he gestured in the void for a moment, then suddenly smashed his head again, "I, I am, that's it, lard blinded my heart...... will think, think about leaving her...... Thinking about going to your Rausch plan......"

He suddenly remembered something, a pair of big hands clenched into fists, and greeted Kun Wu fiercely: "It's all your fault!

Kun Wu did not resist, and let the iron fist like a small hammer smash on him.

Rao is Yan Jiu move didn't use his demonic energy now, Kun Wu was also knocked back a few steps by him, Yan Jiu moved no attention to his movements, strode forward, and coaxed him with another punch.

Kun Wu still didn't move, just silently endured Yan Jiu's fist until Yan Jiu's move was exhausted and spread on the ground.

Kun Wu leaned on the tree and coughed up a mouthful of blood, Yan Jiuzhao opened his eyes, got up silently, glanced at him with his afterglow, and then swayed back to the threshold where he was sitting earlier, picked up his big horse knife wine and continued to pour it into his mouth.

Kun Wu covered his chest with one hand, and slowly shook the teapot with the other, still sitting beside Yan Jiuzhao, pouring tea for himself.

Yan Jiu drank for a while, and finally suddenly threw the wine jug, slapped the threshold with his palm, and began to sing.

"Changhuai is broken, and the plug is reckless and flat - the dust is dark, the frost and wind are strong, the quiet sound, and the gloom is condensed. Reminiscing about the past, the number of days, non-human, so Si Shang, the string song, and the fishy-"

The song is vast, and the voice that has been blown by the demonic storm of the Valley of Eternal Despair for three thousand years adds a bit of hoarseness and desolation to this song, Kun has never heard this kind of tune, but he can feel the dust and smoke of the battlefield from the paving in it.

Yan Jiu sang, his eyes seemed to be empty, but he could also see the tears flowing uncontrollably, Kun looked at him, knowing that he was completely drunk, but he was suddenly a little stunned.

...... If only I could get drunk like this without asking.

Kun Wu poured the tea into his mouth, and the wine in Yan Jiuzhao's hand had been changed from the big horse knife to the bottle that Kun Wu had brought - Youzi was drunk.

This night, there were too many people who wanted to be confused.

-

Su Yi stood on the top of the Immortal Cliff, and the Immortal Hunt was still by her side, watching the wind on the top of the mountain blow her clothes out of an inflated arc.

Su Yi was thinking about things again, Xun Xian didn't dare to ask, he knew that what could make Su Yi show this kind of expression was obviously not a field that he could set foot in.

Kyushu's petition for war has been spread to all parts of Kyushu, and even the three continents occupied by the demon garrison have received the news.

The three ancestors of the true demons sat on the three pitch-black chairs in the demon camp, and at the forefront was a demon with some delicate eyebrows, except for his demon horns and the demon patterns all over his body, it looked like it was no different from the human category.

And sitting on his lower right side is a slender demon wearing a blood-colored coat and a pale face, compared to the first demon clan, the demon characteristics retained on his body are more obvious, his eyes are red marks, and his palm is switching between the devil's claws and human fingers with the flow of demonic energy, he heard the report of the demon pawn below and sneered: "Kyushu please war book?" He picked up the small human scroll with his claw, and then a red flame rose from the heart of the claw to devour the scroll clean.

The first demon clan frowned and glanced at him, and he suddenly waved his hand indifferently: "I'm afraid they don't understand what kind of opponent they are facing at all." ”

His words caused a reaction from the ancestor-level true demon opposite him, and the other party pulled out a palm, and the palm of his hand was a relic wrapped in demonic qi, although it was wrapped in demonic qi, the relic was still struggling in her palm, as if it was about to jump out of her palm, and it was as if it was seeking death.

This is a woman who can't take your eyes off, oh no, it should be a witch - when facing her, people often feel that the line between man and demon will become blurred, and people will want to go to her even if they know that she is the devil, and beg for a little attention from the other party.

...... Succubus.

The succubus smiled, with a bit of seduction in her tone, she ignored the relic's single-minded desire to die, smiled and put the relic away, and said, "I think they know their opponents very well, but they seem to have blind confidence in themselves......"

She twisted one of her hair, squinted her eyes, and looked like an insatiable cat, she said, "So, in the past two days, the people who come to me to beg for death have been getting older and older......

She was suddenly a little melancholy, and her tone was a little sad: "It's a pity, although there are many people, there is no ...... to my taste" She put down her poor hair, and her purple eyes swept around as if unintentionally, and let out a long sigh.

...... Stunner.

Even the Blood Venerable, who was sitting across from her, didn't pay attention to the move, stared straight at her, and swallowed his own saliva.

The top Ancestor True Demon was unmoved, he just coughed lightly and said, "Don't waste demonic energy here." ”

The succubus raised his eyebrows, looked at the embarrassment of the blood venerable, and smiled: "But this is my nature...... My lord, we are demons, we are unrestrained, if we are detained all the time, it will be meaningless, right?" () Looking for Lu Ziying is the fastest update. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "Looking for Lu Ziying", follow "Hot Network or rdww444" on WeChat to chat about your favorite books with more book friends