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The sudden appearance of the Painted Skin Demon surprised Wu Ming, especially when the Painted Skin Demon said that he wanted Fang Nuan to recall the hatred in his previous life, which made Wu Ming feel terrible.

Wu Ming knows Fang Nuan's past life very well, if she recalls that she died with Lin Xiaomeng in her previous life, then can she still treat Lin Xiaomeng so gently?

"Teacher Fang, don't stop her talking nonsense!"

Wu Ming rushed towards the lawn, but was stopped by an invisible wall of qi outside the garden gate, and only watched the three people inside confront each other.

In the spiritual world, the size of spiritual power can determine a person's strength or weakness, Wu Ming's current Yuan Shen is stronger than ordinary people, and it can't be compared with the demonized witch like the Painted Skin Demon, and it is not an opponent at all.

The painted skin demon covered his mouth and chuckled, and lightly opened his lips: "Heaven and earth are long, my heart is entangled, this life is long, there is no other thing to ask for, I can't ask for it, I can't give it up......"

Fang Nuan's body shook, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks: "In the next life, he will be born, endlessly, those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say that I want ......"

The Painted Skin Demon laughed loudly: "This is the poem you read before you died, you have remembered it, you have remembered it!hahaha......"

Lin Xiaomeng stretched out her hand to hug Fang Nuan: "Mom, don't listen to her, she is also a bad person, always bullying me......"

Fang Nuan stood in place, leaving two lines of tears, and only after a while did he look at Lin Xiaomeng a little blankly: "Xiaomeng, you ...... I ......"

Fang Nuan's lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a complete sentence, and finally reached out and gently pushed Lin Xiaomeng away, and walked backwards step by step.

Lin Xiaomeng's face suddenly changed: "Mom, don't you want me, don't you even want me-"

"Hahaha......"

The painting skin demon trembled with a smile on the side: "Even your mother doesn't want you anymore, you are a child that no one wants, it's better to disappear, leave this world to me~"

"Wow——!"

Lin Xiaomeng cried loudly, this cry was amazing, and suddenly the entire manor was undulating like the sea, and the pavilions and pavilions around it fell and shattered one after another, turning into ruins.

The dark storm in the distant sky immediately went berserk, devouring a large area of land, constantly surging towards this place, and it wouldn't take long to swallow Lin Xiaomeng's entire spiritual world.

Wu Ming was stopped outside the garden, and seeing all this, he finally understood that the Painted Skin Demon had been hiding by Lin Xiaomeng's side all along, waiting for the best opportunity to completely destroy her spirit.

Since he couldn't rush in, he had to shout, Wu Ming shouted loudly to Fang Nuan inside: "Teacher Fang, Xiaomeng, she is having a nightmare, she needs you!"

When Fang Nuan heard Wu Ming's words, she was startled, Xiao Meng had nightmares every night for a while, in order to let her daughter sleep comfortably, she was always by Xiao Meng's side.

At the moment, Wu Ming's words suddenly aroused her memories, as well as the maternal love that was temporarily suppressed by the memories.

Fang Nuan stopped retreating, turned around and walked forward in front of Lin Xiaomeng, squatted down and stretched out his hands to hug her.

"Xiaomeng, don't be afraid, mom is here!"

Being held in Fang Nuan's arms, Lin Xiaomeng's cry immediately weakened a lot, and the shaking of the surrounding earth also lessened.

"Hypocritical ——!"

The painted skin demon didn't expect Fang Nuan to protect Lin Xiaomeng, and suddenly showed an uncontrollable anger: "You obviously have hatred in your heart, why do you want to protect her, don't you want her to disappear?"

"It's you who should disappear!"

Wu Ming couldn't enter the courtyard, so he simply fought with the painted skin demon outside the door.

Fang Nuan squatted in place and hugged her daughter, and shook her head slightly: "I don't hate anyone, I only know that Xiaomeng is my daughter, I am her only support, I will always accompany her, and I won't let her have nightmares again......"

"Ah————!h

The painted skin demon raised his head and howled, and his beautiful face became extremely hideous: "You were like this in your previous life, I hate you, you give me death-"

The painted skin demon waved his hands, and two black qi like giant pythons swirled up, heading straight for Fang Nuan.

"Don't hurt my mother!"

Lin Xiaomeng stretched out his hand to meet the swirling black qi, and the two black qi suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared.

The painted skin demon waved his hand, and more than ten black gases flew up behind him again.

"It's just a seven-year-old child, I don't even know how to use power, you can't rob me, and the world will soon be mine!"

"Although she is only seven years old, she has her mother's love, even if you live for another thousand years, you will still be alone in the depths of the ground!" Wu Ming shouted loudly outside the garden, constantly instigating the painting demon.

This sentence talked about the life of the painted skin demon, she was sealed underground for thousands of years, and this is what she was most afraid of, and now that Wu Ming mentioned it, she was immediately furious.

"Kill you flies first!"

As soon as the Painted Skin Demon changed hands, more than ten black qi suddenly swirled up and went straight to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming sighed, and hurriedly shouted at Lin Xiaomeng: "Xiaomeng, stop her!"

At a glance, Wu Ming was almost half angry to death.

Lin Xiaomeng lay on Fang Nuan's shoulder, saliva flowed all over the ground, and she fell asleep.

She is only a seven-year-old child, and it is normal for her to go through this series of shocks and finally return to her mother's arms and sleep peacefully.

But this made Wu Ming very embarrassed!

More than ten black qi swirled, overwhelming the sky, and he was about to tear Wu Ming to pieces, and at the last moment, a crystal white light lit up in front of him, blocking the black qi from the outside.

Boom Boom Boom ——!

More than ten black gases slammed into the wall one after another, making a roaring sound, but they failed to break through this thin layer of light.

"Wu Ming, what's going on here?"

Twilight's voice sounded from behind, Wu Ming turned his head to look, and found that it was Twilight Rain and the white fox who were hurrying over, and this white light was the same as Twilight Rain, which saved Wu Ming at the moment of crisis.

Wu Ming hurriedly explained in the simplest words: "Fang Nuan coaxed Xiaomeng to sleep, and the Painted Skin Demon was inside." ”

Twilight ran to the door, looked at the painted skin demon inside, and stretched out her hand to roll up her sleeves: "I finally found you, see where you are running this time!"

The painted skin demon looked at Twilight, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"You ghostly witch, Lin Xiaomeng is asleep, this is my world, you can't fight me~"

"Not necessarily. ”

Twilight snorted, then raised her hand to press the qi wall in front of her, and with a soft bang, the invisible wall disappeared without a trace.

Then Twilight Yu gave Wu Ming a look: "Go and wake up that little kid for me, and let her clean up this mess by herself!"

"Think beautifully!"

The Painted Skin Demon suddenly waved his hands, and suddenly a large black mist rose, hovering over her body, turning into a tangible body.

"You're all going to die here——!"

A terrible howl came out of the black mist, and a huge demon beast suddenly appeared.

The mountain-like body of the demon beast was wrapped in layers of black qi, and large tentacles gushed out from the black qi and spread out in all directions, some like a super huge sea urchin.

The giant beast in the black qi opened its huge mouth, grabbed Wu Ming and swallowed Fang Nuan and Lin Xiaomeng in one gulp before Wu Ming rushed onto the lawn. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.