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Even the beasts who drink the blood of Mao Ru still have some affection; even the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace will also talk about the loneliness in their hearts with "false phoenixes and fake phoenixes", and the bhikshunis who have taken refuge in Buddhism have also seen through the red dust with the world......

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not groan and walk slowly. Bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

The pale cyan figure stopped outside the hall of Baimang Mountain, looking at this beautiful cloud and fog gathering in the distance, and the cold wind came, as if he wanted to ride the wind away.

The bright red clothes fluttered in the wind, the slender body stood side by side with Bao Wenzheng, and at a glance Baimang Mountain was scolding Fang Xuan, and the beautiful cheeks and the indifference of the past were a little more gentle and gentle.

"For Yan Chixia, how do you care?" Chun Thirty Niang let the green jade palm be held by Bao Wenzheng, and asked lightly with her cherry lips.

Originally, in the heart of Chun Thirty Niang, this Yan Chixia was insignificant at all, but she also had a helping hand with Lanruo Temple, so she rescued her in the Nine Heavens Thunder.

But now it is different, it can just be a touchstone for Bao Wenzheng, the righteous path immortal gate and the Baimang Mountain Demon Clan are incompatible, and the life and death of this Yan Chixia can see Bao Wenzheng's intentions.

This is difficult......" Bao Wenzheng's mind turned sharply, and he said with a little hesitation: "Yan Chixia can be regarded as helping you and me after all. ”

In Bao Wenzheng's heart, he categorically can't let Yan Chixia leave Baimang Mountain alive, otherwise this Lanruo Temple and his party will be completely exposed, and there will be no room for turning.

However, as far as the human race is concerned, this Yan Chixia is a heroic man who slays demons and destroys demons, so the words of killing Yan Chixia cannot be said from Bao Wenzheng's mouth, this ruthless style is contrary to the "role" that has always been performed in the past, although for a while Chun Thirty Niang may appreciate it, but if there is an ambiguity with Jiuyou Niang Niang in the future, thinking back on this matter, it will completely chill the heart of Chun Thirty Niang.

"When I meet Yan Chixia, if I can get him not to mention this, will I let him go?" Bao Wen was staring sideways at Chun Thirty Niang's cheeks and asked softly.

Chun Sanniang's beautiful eyes glanced at Bao Wenzheng, indescribably charming and amorous, but said with a dumb smile: "Why bother to do this and directly disperse his three souls and seven spirits, won't no one know about it?"

Although the tone is gentle and gentle, it seems to persuade the sweetheart not to be indecisive, but this word is cold and ruthless, and it is easy to scatter the three souls and seven spirits, which is between dissipation and heaven and earth, even reincarnation can not be, it can be said that it is extremely vicious.

"The eldest husband dares to act, I am in love with you, and I am not afraid of others!" Bao Wenzheng said loudly, and then stretched out his arm to take Chun Thirty Niang into his arms, intoxicated and sniffed Yiren's body fragrance like an orchid musk, leaned on the jade tassel earlobe and asked softly: "Then do you like me?"

Chun Thirty Niang had heard this hot love words, and let her delicate body be taken into her arms by her sweetheart, and her slender arm also hugged Bao Wenzheng emotionally, but she whispered generously: "If you don't have affection for you, how can you be allowed to do this?"

When the spring thirty niang in Lanruo Temple cast the "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Web", she had turned into the body, the colorful spider was the size of a mountain, the blood-red eyes revealed a vicious killing intent, the ball-like belly patterns were intertwined, and the eight curved and segmented long legs were majestic and sharp, this scene was still lingering in his mind, Bao Wen was holding this slender body, but only by returning to the Hundred Flowers Cave Mansion of Yunwu Mountain in a trance and replacing the peerless Mercy Star Palace Lord could he be relieved.

"You and I will be together hand in hand, and we will never be lonely again. Bao Wenzheng let go of Chun Thirty Niang's body, stared at the beautiful cheeks affectionately, and said softly: "I just can't wait to meet you as soon as possible, so that you step by step and in the bloody rain, you ascended to the throne of the demon king of this Baimang Mountain......"

But if a woman in the mortal world, if she shows up to hold up a piece of the world, she is bound to be forced into desperation, so she has to do it, if she has a choice, why don't you want to choose a shelter from the wind and rain, and be a flower on the vine.

Based on this speculation and speculation, Chun Thirty Niang is a banshee, and between the world of the weak and the strong, I don't know how many tribulations and dangers have been experienced, and in the bloody wind and rain and the sea of corpses and blood, this is the step by step ascended to the position of the demon king of Baimang Mountain.

Chun Thirty Niang looked at her sweetheart in astonishment when she heard this, and looked at the affectionate apologetic eyes, as if the scorching sun dispelled the last hesitation in her heart, and vaguely recalled the years when she was transformed, the pain and loneliness in the tender eyes were fleeting, and a free and easy smile appeared on her white cheeks, and she said softly: "Could it be that you can go back to a thousand years ago and become a ......"

Bao Wen is looking at the mountains with clouds and mist, verdant and barren from time to time, holding the soft wattle of Spring Thirty Niang, and his tone is even more comfortable, Lang said with a smile: "Although I can't go back to a thousand years ago, I can wait for you a thousand years later, and at this moment......

"I've waited for you ....... too"

The top of Baimang Mountain is a cold wind, blowing the clothes of this pair of beautiful people flying, and no bird's nest dares to fly from the top of the mountain, and in the silence where only the cold wind is howling, and on the top of this lonely and dangerous mountain, the demon clan looking down on this Baimang Mountain is also like looking down on all living beings in this world, and a pride is also because of the beauty on the side of the life.

At dusk, in front of the broken dragon platform of this Baimang Mountain, there was a giant python entrenched in front of the barren prison, and the stone pillar surrounded, the snake letter that was more than a foot long swallowed and "hissed", staring at the two figures from far and near, and after seeing the demon king's maid "water mist", this turned to restrain the bloodthirsty killing intent, and ignored the "water mist" to bring the strange Terran man closer.

A pair of wings suddenly unfurled, like dark clouds covering the sky of the Broken Dragon Platform, and then a black smoke and the ground suddenly rose, and the rickety old woman looked at the Terran man behind the "water mist" suspiciously, and then asked: "Water mist girl, what do you mean by this?"

This old woman's hair was messy, her face was ugly, a scar on her cheek broke her face, the ragged Luo skirt was even more stained with dust, and the pungent stench came to her face, coupled with the tragic killing intent in her crimson eyes, and the weirdness was extremely hideous, and the hoarse voice was like a broken gong beating, indescribably harsh.

This old woman is a vulture who has been cultivating for more than 500 years, fierce and combative by nature, she has followed Chun Thirty Niang for many years, but because she missed the errand of the demon king after being drunk in the past, she was demoted to the position of a jailer on this broken dragon platform, in order to offset the mistakes committed in the past.

The wolf girl took out a token from her sleeve, this token was only the size of her palm but it was as black as ink, and there were strange runes engraved on it, and there was a faint demonic aura lingering, and after handing it to the old woman to take a closer look, she smiled and said, "Grandma is careful!"

The old woman took the token with both hands, and after carefully examining it, she put on a flattering smile and said, "Don't be strange, girl, the old man has been taught a lesson, and he dare not be negligent again." ”

"I don't know if Niangniang sent a girl to this Broken Dragon Terrace, is there a place where the old body can serve?"

The wolf girl coughed lightly, and after turning her body sideways, she gave the old woman a look, and then saluted to Bao Wenzheng's side, and said respectfully: "Grandma hasn't come to see the son yet!"

The old woman glanced at the man of the human race in astonishment, and then carefully looked at the wolf girl mist again, and already had a point speculation, since the maid of the mother's handmaiden also had to salute sideways, and was so respectful, she didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted sideways and then smiled curtly: "The old slave has seen the son!"

"Grandma tortures me, I ......" Although Bao Wenzheng knew that this old woman was a monster, he still looked gentle and thrifty, and said with a smile on his face.

"Poof"!

"Childe spare your life, Childe spare your life!" The wolf girl Shui Mist was already pale, and she knelt down on the ground and kowtowed, her whole body trembled and trembled, and she said in fear: "Childe is a nobleman, how can he salute with my slave and maid!"