"Let's get out of here quickly, Lord Lone Wolf has an order, let us never set foot in this mountain forest, so as not to alarm Grandma. A middle-aged man wearing a royal blue robe with a righteous face looked at the sky from afar, shuddered, and commanded to everyone arrogantly.

He didn't want to be punished by the lone wolf for alarming his grandmother because of these stupid Terrans. It was the immortal-level Dryad who was sleeping here! The Immortal-level Demon Clan with a great bloodline, this was a great existence that he could only look up to.

As a half-demon, he was ashamed of his bloodline. Not being able to become a demon is the biggest pain in his life. He has a deep hatred for his mother who was raped by the wolf demon. If it weren't for her lowly human bloodline, how could she be a shameful half-demon!

"Brother Qin isn't afraid. The black widow covered her mouth and chuckled, very charming. She jumped off the branches of the ancient wood, twisted the waist of the snake that was unbearable, shook her plump round buttocks, and walked to Qin Ming's side with lotus steps. Her delicate and boneless fiery body lay behind Qin Ming, a pair of jade arms wrapped around his neck, the towering jade peak rubbed, and she whispered behind Qin Ming's ear with pandan.

"Smack. Qin Ming looked at the black widow's charming face, felt the hot figure from behind him, and swallowed his saliva. He slapped the black widow's round buttocks, making seductive waves, and said with a raised face: "How could I be afraid, but I am worried that I will miss the big matter of the lone wolf, so that everyone will not be punished." ”

Qin Ming had an expression that Lao Tzu was all for your good, and his right hand stroked the black widow's round ****. My heart is hot, I haven't done it for a while, and it's still so tempting.

"Hmm. Under Qin Ming's touch, the black widow let out a tempting whisper, her face flushed.

Hearing the black widow's moan, Qin Ming's eyes were slightly red. He glared fiercely at the several of his subordinates who were full of ambiguity, and when he saw them turn around in good interest, he nodded in satisfaction. Although these terran garbage were dirty, they were quite obedient, and he was proud in his heart.

"Brother Qin doesn't have to worry about the punishment of Lord Lone Wolf in the future. The Black Widow's eyes were watery, as if they were about to drip water. She stretched out her seductive fragrant tongue and licked it slightly on Qin Ming's earlobe, exhaling like a brandy and whispering.

Qin Ming's whole body was hot from being provoked by the black widow, and his breathing couldn't help but become short. He didn't care about the meaning of Black Widow's words, nor did he care about the people around him, so he squeezed Black Widow's round buttocks hard with his right hand.

This doesn't want to have a show here. Thinking of the black widow's seductive delicate body, Qin Ming's heart was full of anticipation. Although this slut is just a lowly human race, he is also a stunner.

"Sao, hmm. With a lewd smile on his face, he only had time to spit out a single word. I saw that the black widow's white and tender right hand was enlarged in his eyes, and an index finger cut into the purple mansion of his eyebrows like a divine soldier, like a hot knife cutting into butter, without the slightest hindrance. He even had time to let out a soft snort before he was completely killed by the Black Widow.

"Hands-on. Although the black widow still had a smile on her face, her watery eyes were calm and terrifying. She pointed at the Yuan Shen who had annihilated Qin Ming and ordered coldly.

"You guys. Qin Ming's six subordinates still couldn't react to this sudden change, and they were ruthlessly killed by the friends beside them. They couldn't believe that these people dared to betray the lone wolf!

"Plop. ”

Faced with an enemy twice their size, the six primordial gods were attacked without the slightest defense. With endless doubts and incomprehension, they died on the spot.

The Black Widow's big watery eyes swept over the six who were staring at them, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

"Throw them down. She looked at the feverish eyes of the remaining nine, a seductive smile on her face, and commanded softly. These are the dead men she has secretly controlled for so many years. She didn't even think that she would actually be useful to them for a day.

Seeing the seven corpses being thrown off the cliff, they were swept away by a branch like a gray python stretched out from the sky giant tree. The black widow's seductive tongue licked her red cherry lips, and her beautiful eyes exuded a strange color.

Eat it. This is just the beginning, and there is more blood to eat!Black Widow's eyes were filled with madness and determination. By the time the truth is revealed by the captain, she has lost the faith to live. Now, she only wants to drag the lone wolf to die with the beasts!

Lanruo Temple.

For Qinglong's goodbye, Li Junhao didn't care. He stood outside the gate of Lanruo Temple, looking at the dilapidated Lanruo Temple, and suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the world.

"Amitabha, the adults are fine, and the poor monks are relieved. Suddenly there was a chant behind him, and Fahai suddenly appeared beside him.

"I've seen Zen Master Fahai. Li Junhao was startled at first when he heard the voice, and then reacted that it was the monk who called himself Fahai. His expression was slightly relaxed, his hands were folded, and he made a Buddhist salute in return.

"When you can't be called an adult Zen master, Fahai is here to wait for adults for a long time. Fahai took a step back, avoided Li Junhao's etiquette, and said with a wry smile. If you don't know that the other party is the Suiren clan, it's just that, and it has been determined that the other party is the Suiren clan. How dare he accept the other party's etiquette, there are too many things involved behind the Suiren clan.

"I don't know what the master is doing. Li Junhao was slightly surprised when he saw Fahai's appearance. He still remembers the first time he met Fahai, Fahai didn't see Fahai like this? This is just a short time, how can he seem a little more restrained.

"Behind the poor monk's Lanruo Temple, there is a Heavenly Immortal Realm Tree Demon. The dryad is good-natured, but unfortunately since the poor monk sat down, this dryad has fallen into the devil's path. All the creatures in a radius of tens of thousands of miles were slaughtered by it. Now, some people feed the dryad with blood to revive it. ”

Fahai said that the tree demon behind Lanruo Temple had a painful look on his face. When it came to the slaughter of tens of thousands of miles of living beings, he couldn't help but cry. Tears were like stars, leaving his cheeks and dissipating in mid-air.

Dryad of Wonderland!

Li Junhao gasped when he heard this. He didn't expect that there was really a tree demon near Lanruo Temple, and it was also a Heavenly Immortal Realm Tree Demon that slaughtered tens of thousands of miles of living beings.

"The master does not need to blame himself, and this kind of thing is not the responsibility of the master. Although his heart was shocked, Li Junhao comforted when he saw Fahai blaming himself so much.

"Your adult's friend is still in the backyard of Lanruo Temple at this time, your lordship should hurry up and leave here with your friend, once the dryad wakes up, this place will be tens of thousands of miles in total. Fahai shook his head, didn't explain, and reminded with a somewhat eager expression. If the person in front of him was still the Suiren clan who could fight with the saint, he wouldn't be worried. But Li Junhao's cultivation is now weak, and he is only afraid of being fierce and unlucky in the face of the tree demon.

After Fahai finished speaking, he instantly disappeared in front of Li Junhao's eyes like a star, as if it had never existed. Li Junhao's face was a little ugly, thinking of the tree demon grandma who was about to wake up, he sighed in his heart, don't be so unlucky.

Listening to Fahai's tone, he had already sat down, although he didn't know what form he was in now, but it didn't help him at the moment. Moreover, I don't know who wants to wake up the dryad grandmother, what idea is it.

Faced with the predicament in front of him, Li Junhao didn't have time to continue to think deeply. He strode towards the backyard, and now he had to be helped by Tomb Mingde if he wanted to get out of here safely.

When Qinglong took Li Junhao away, Tomb Mingde stepped into the backyard of Lanruo Temple with great thoughts.

Walked through the main hall dedicated to the head of Shushan, and stepped through a broken small door. He walked into the backyard, there was not much in the backyard, and the rotten leaves all over the ground, even after cleaning, still exuded a faint smell of decay. He stepped on the soft black-gray ground and walked towards the row of wings in the backyard.

In the backyard, there are six wings in a row, and the blue and black walls outside are mottled, and moss grows in many places, which is full of ghostly atmosphere in this dark mountain forest. The doors and windows of the wing room are basically all damaged, and the glazed tiles on them have long lost their original divine light, and they are dim, like an old man in his twilight years.

Tomb Mingde took a few steps, looking through the broken door panel into the interior of a wing room on the far left. The wing room is not large, and the outermost room is a living room of about ten square meters, and most of the furniture in it has been completely damaged. Then he raised his eyes slightly, staring at the opposite wall, his body trembling as if struck by lightning.

On the wall of the living room opposite the door is a painting that looks brand new. The painting was two feet wide and three feet long. It is as white as a cloud, and the faint white divine light flows, and the materials are obviously extraordinary. It depicts a beautiful woman with a graceful body.

The beauty's eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is as white as snow, and she is as smooth as jade. She was dressed in a white long dress, covered with a wisp of light purple veil, facing the clear flowing water, combing her hair like clouds.

There is also a poem on it.

Ten miles of flat lake frost sky, inch by inch of green silk sorrowful year.

Look at the moon-shaped single look at each other, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal.

Tomb Mingde stared at the scroll of words, and walked in a little staggeringly. He walked feebly through the messy chamber and stopped at three feet from the scroll, staring blankly at it.

"Xiaoqian, is it really you?" he looked at for a moment, took a step forward, and stroked the cold and supple scroll with trembling hands. With tears in his eyes, he muttered to himself.

As he spoke, he withdrew his hands from the scroll and walked eagerly around a decaying screen toward the inner chamber.

The tomb enters the interior, its interior decoration is very feminine, on the left side is a fine bed, black and shiny, quite well preserved. On the right is a dilapidated dresser, on which some decayed rouge gouache can be faintly seen, and a mirror that is still as bright as new is also placed on the dresser.

He looked at the layout of this bedroom, and his expression became more and more complicated. Then looking at the lines on the bed, he trembled forward and knelt on the ground, stroking the patterns on it with both hands, he couldn't hold back his mood anymore, tears welled up in his eyes, and he muttered to himself in a choked voice: "Xiaoqian." ”