The already fragile nerves were added to the level by Bailing.

She grabbed Xu Moling and cried.

"Wake up, senior brother, this is a magical mirror, how can it be fake, you also saw it, she is indulging in lust with other men. She is a nine-tailed fox demon, how can there be only you in her eyes?Don't be blinded by her charm, only I am sincere to you....." She knelt on the ground and hugged Xu Moling's legs, crying bitterly.

Bailing's words seemed to have entered his heart, but it didn't seem to be, but the conversation with Wang Du that day lingered in his ears.

"Do you know how many male pets she has in her harem? Do you know how many of her palaces there are in the demon world, and how many of her friends are in the demon world besides these?"

How many are good?

How much is good?

Mistress?

Xu Moling's only trust in Nian Yun finally collapsed and disappeared completely.

There are still many days of embarrassment that have erupted in an instant, he really wants to cry, but he can't lose his temper in front of Bailing, yes, he has to leave here.

What Seven Tricks Exquisite Mind is useless, there is only one thought at the moment, that is, to leave here, Xu Moling did the same, but he only took two steps and couldn't do it, he felt that there was a strong True Qi in his body crashing through the air.

In an instant, he lost control of his body.

Scenes of the past are surging in my heart, including the peaceful and quiet Yunlu Mountain when I was six years old, and the same youthful Nianyun when I first met.

remembered that she always said: "Xu Moling, in this world, only I am sincere to you, I don't want anything, I don't lie to anything." ”

remembered the white towel with blood falling when the two of them lingered on the bed, and she called him Xianggong and Mo'er at that time.

She called the person in the mirror Jiaonu, and now that she thinks about it, it should all be the same.

Xu Moling's heart gradually grew hatred, hating Nianyun, hating himself even more, hating himself for not being angry, easily being burdened by worldly affairs, giving up Jian Yuyang, who had cultivated for more than ten years and cultivating Xiaocheng, and also gave up his peaceful life.

It is not easy to cultivate the Yin Scroll, and it is necessary to completely change the direction of the meridians that used to practice the Yang Scroll, and every minute and every centimeter is unspeakably miserable and painful.

Pity him and he is willing to bear it, every time he arrives at Yunlu Mountain, he reports good news but not bad news, for fear of making her feel distressed.

Bailing Fang was thrown away by him unconsciously, the hard marble floor tiles made her hurt but couldn't cover her crazy mood of near-success at the moment, as if she should celebrate, but she couldn't laugh at all.

Seeing that the senior brother's eyes were closed, and his face was sweating profusely, she took two steps forward and grabbed his arm to ask what was wrong.

Xu Moling trembled violently as if he had been stung by a bee.

She looked at it, and his leaking skin was densely covered with small bumps, like he was shivering outside the door on a snowy day.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and roared, and the artifact in his body was triggered without warning, and the force hit the inner wall of the Treasure Pavilion, causing some stones on the dome to fall first.

The upper and lower heads were shaking left and right, and the multi-treasure shelves where the objects were placed fell to the ground one after another, and some precious and fragile porcelain and jade bottles were directly shattered.

Only this Zixu Mirror, which had the power to fight with the artifact, trembled twice and stopped, still suspended in the air.

The ripples of power fluctuations also shocked the entire Heshan Mountain, and everyone who was enjoying the spring feast felt it.

"What's the matter, I'll just drink, why are you shaking me?" A drunken disciple felt the vibration and hurriedly turned his head to look at the junior disciple behind him.

"Where am I shaking you, hiss, by the way, why is this stool shaking, am I drunk?" the disciple spoke incoherently with a big tongue, not thinking at all about the calamity.

The first person to realize it turned out to be the Great Elder Confused Yuan.

"No, someone has attacked the Treasure Pavilion, so come with me to defend against the enemy. "Cultivation to his level, as long as he doesn't want to get drunk, the wine he drinks will immediately evaporate into a wisp of mist.

As soon as the words of the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan came out, several people stood up with a "whew".

The group of Swordsman, but in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.

I saw that the door of the Treasure Pavilion had been shattered, and only the ruins of the door were still standing strongly, and several elders who had taken the lead were all surprised, how strong this skill was, to be able to shake such a strong place into such a strong place.

"What's that?" The sharp-eyed disciple glanced inside, and saw a man who seemed to be covered in blood lying on the pitted ground, and he was dressed familiarly, like the clothes of the real one.

"Bailing!" "Bailing!" Elder Confused Yuan felt sorry for his daughter, and recognized the person at a glance, the tender yellow bead flower pinned to her head was the ornament that she asked to go to the mountain for this year's birthday.

As soon as this sentence came out, the onlookers all gathered around, and saw that the pale face was indeed a hundred antelopes, but the clothes all over the body seemed to have been scraped by a bamboo leaf knife, and they hung on their bodies in tatters, and three-quarters of them were stained red with blood, and they couldn't see the original color.

And in the center of the inner side stood Xu Moling, the clothes on his body were all torn, but his body was still intact, and there was not even a speck of dust between the ten meters in a radius.

He held his head as if he couldn't perceive his surroundings.

The people who surrounded Bailing were also eager to try and didn't dare to step forward, obviously Bailing's injury was related to Xu Moling.

"Senior Brother Mo Ling, what's wrong with you?" only Wen Xi was eager to try to touch him with money.

"Mo, don't move......" Xu Moling was pulled back to some reason by these shouts, and blocked Wen Xi with a trembling voice, he still felt very bad at this time, for fear that something would go wrong.

He turned his head to take a look, and saw Bailing lying on the ground with no vital signs from the gap in the crowd, and then realized that it was the artifact power in his body that exploded, and the last time he was like this was in the Demon Realm, and at that time he was still cultivating Sword Feather Yang, and he was barely able to control that power and take it back for his own use.

Now the realm is not as good as before, the power of the artifact has grown again, rampage in the body, and finally find an exit, he was confused at that time, Bailing sat on his knees at his feet, and she was the first to bear the brunt, so it can be said that she has borne most of the power of this blow.

Xu Moling could feel that some of the meridians in his body had been broken by the impact, but compared to Bailing's injury, it was not worth mentioning.

He walked a few steps and wanted to step forward to take a look at Bailing, but the people around him also retreated with his pace, only the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan pushed him fiercely, not allowing him to approach.