[Ran^Text^Library] Chen Xiaomo left Li Yanhui's embrace, and then took out a white cloth bag from his arms. He opened the layers of white cloth, and a jade hosta appeared in Chen Xiaomo's palm.

Li Yanhui opened her big watery eyes and stared at the jade hosta carefully.

Chen Xiaomo gently took the jade hosta in his hand, and his eyes revealed a trace of elusive sadness.

He stared at the hosta for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then, he once again brought his body closer to Li Yanhui's body, wrapped his hands around the back of Li Yanhui's neck, and gently inserted the jade hosta between Li Yanhui's bun.

This hosta was originally very beautiful, but now it is inserted on the head of a big beauty like Li Yanhui, and it looks even more beautiful.

"I bought this hosta for my beloved!" Chen Xiaomo said emotionally, he stroked Li Yanhui's hair, "Today, I will give it to you." When you see it, it's like seeing me!"

In the end, Chen Xiaomo kissed Li Yanhui deeply on the forehead!

"Xiaohui, wait for me to come back!"

The breeze is clear and the flowers are flying, decorating this beautiful moment with touching colors!

This moment is still warm, and the next moment is about to face a battle of life and death. What a contrast!

With the poisonous gas, corpses everywhere, terrifying monsters, and terrifying magic, what kind of danger will Li Yichen, Zhisuo, and Yugong face in the valley of death? What was the last wish of the previous sect master?

Not long after, Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui came to the camp of the Xiang clan in Jiangnan again. And this time, their purpose is to be ashamed of the snow!

To be honest, in the face of a master like Xiang Tong, the two of them are still a little powerless. Maybe the two of them join forces, and they may not be Xiang Tong's opponents!

In front, Xiang Tonghe and Xiang Zhan stood side by side, and behind them stood a group of Xiang disciples.

Perhaps, they had long expected that Chen Xiaomo would come back to seek revenge on them.

However, what they didn't expect was that Li Yanhui, who was still dying just now, was now standing alive in front of them.

Even the well-informed Xiang Tong was surprised, who was able to dissolve his heart-destroying power?

"Xiang Tong, you are indiscriminate, indiscriminately killing innocents, it is really in vain!" Chen Xiaomo is still a member of the righteous path after all, and he can't just come up and do it.

"You righteous hypocrite, this girl is going to dismantle you today!" Li Yanhui was already gritting her teeth with hatred, and she couldn't wait to do it immediately.

"Haha, you two subordinates are defeated, it's just self-defeating!" Xiang Tong said disdainfully: "Kill you, you don't need me to make a move, my disciples are enough to deal with you!"

After that, Xiang Tong waved his hand, Xiang Zhan in front of him, and the group of Xiang disciples behind him were ready to attack at any time.

Li Yanhui then remembered, don't talk about Xiang Zhan, even this group of ordinary Xiang disciples is not easy to deal with!

It's ready to fly!

Suddenly, a white light flew through the sky and landed beside Li Yanhui.

Then, a shout of killing was heard from the flat-topped North Valley. The sound is so loud that I am afraid that this flow of people is about 100 people.

The white light dissipated, and a handsome boy appeared in everyone's eyes. I saw him in his twenties, holding a folding fan, smiling, and seemed to be a little childish.

This person is the Thousand-Faced Langjun!

He is so young, even if it is Xiang Zhan, he will not take him in his eyes, let alone the high-ranking Xiang Tong.

"Haha, there's another hairy boy!" Xiang Zhan said politely. However, he really didn't take the thousand-faced Langjun in his eyes either.

"Heavenly Demon Qi Sect, Thousand-Faced Langjun is polite!" Thousand-Faced Langjun was smiling from beginning to end, without any sense of nervousness.

Maybe in his eyes, Xiang Tong is nothing!

As he spoke, the vassal gangs of the Heavenly Demon Qi Sect had also arrived.

These gangs relied on the power of the Heavenly Demon Qi Sect to show off their might in the Snow Country of the Northern County. Today, it's their turn to do something.

The formation of hundreds of people really frightened Xiang Tong and Xiang Zhan. Just by looking at the strange costumes on these people and the strange magic weapons in their hands, you can know that they are not good people. If you do it, you will definitely suffer a lot of losses.

Xiang Tong had a signal flare in his arms, which was given to him by Gao Yang. If Xiang Tong encounters danger, release this signal flare, and the righteous people will come to his aid in time.

However, Xiang Tong has always been arrogant, and he is unwilling to rely on others. So he won't release flares unless he has to.

His body was not moving, but his brain was racing. Although the Heavenly Demon Qi Sect has many people, the Dao Law is generally inferior to himself, as long as Chen Xiaomo, Li Yanhui and Qianmian Langjun are defeated, then the rabble behind them will not be a problem.

"Miss," said the thousand-faced Langjun respectfully, "am I dealing with the old one, or with the little one?"

Li Yanhui pointed at Xiang Tong and said, "He was the one who injured me, and I want to return it in person!"

"Okay!" Qianmian Langjun looked at Xiang Zhan and said slowly: "It seems that my opponent is you!"

As he spoke, Qianmian Langjun waved his hand, and the folding fan in his hand "snapped"! At that moment, the aura of his whole body underwent a qualitative change.

Under the blazing gaze of the thousand-faced Langjun, Xiang Zhan seemed to be a little out of breath.

"Two little dolls, don't be ashamed, the old man will definitely send you to the West Heaven this time!" Xiang Tong said, his whole body's true qi soared, constantly converging on his hands, and the fist that was originally the size of a sandbag suddenly became more than a hundred times bigger.

Yellow light enveloped all parts of Xiang Tong's body, and the fierce fist shook every grain of sand around him.

In the moment when Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui were surprised, Xiang Tong had finished his work. He leapt into the air, two palm-sized layers of sand forming beneath his feet.

He stepped on the sand and strode forward in the air, and the targets were Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui!

The two looked at each other and smiled, and immediately understood!

A layer of wind-shaped shield was whistling in the air, and thousands of Zixia Immortal Aya danced in the air.

The perfect combination of the Guiyuan Wind Barrier and the Thousand Purples and Thousand Reds, the Ten Thousand Purples Guiyuan was tightly guarded around Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui, without any fear.

"Super Heavy Stone Gravel Fist!"

The huge fist smashed down, attacking and defending, causing ripples in the air. It's just that this ripple is a layer of true airflow, and the sand and soil within three meters are scattered and scattered by this strong shock wave.

Under the impact of the true air current, Xiang Zhan couldn't help but take two steps back. And the thousand-faced Langjun just covered his face with a folding fan to prevent the surging dust from blinding his eyes.

At the intersection of the two forces, there are ten thousand lightning bolts rushing there!

The fist has not decreased, but Wan Zi Guiyuan has weakened.

After all, Xiang Tong is the number one warrior of the Xiang clan, and if it is only about strength, Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui together are not his opponents.

The two of them tightly held the shield in front of them, but their bodies gradually retreated as Xiang Tong approached.

Hearing only a "boom", Xiang Tong's fist smashed on the ground, instantly smashing the ground into a big hole.

Rock thorns emerged from the ground in front of Xiang Tong's body, and gradually extended in the direction where Chen Xiaomo was.

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