The scorpion man received the slave and let go of the remaining demon village villagers with a wave of his hand.

Turning his head to Du Xu, he said, "If you don't tie your hands and catch it, we will make a move, and when the time comes, you will be better off dead than alive." ”

Du Xu looked at him like an idiot, and sneered: "Aren't you a ruthless evil cultivator, how do I feel as if I am an evil cultivator, which of us is the bad guy!"

Then he said, "As an evil cultivator, are you a little evil cultivator? Now you look righteous and awe-inspiring, what is this called!"

The scorpion man smiled and said: "The discipline of evil cultivation is that there is no discipline of discipline! As long as it is beneficial to us, what is the matter of helping all sentient beings and acting chivalrous and righteous? Among our predecessors, there are not many people who have turned into great virtues of Buddhism when they see that the situation is not good. ”

Du Xu's expression was sluggish.

After a long time, he sighed, "I see, I was taught!"

The scorpion man listened to his tone, suddenly felt bad, and looked around.

Mu Rongsheng led the villagers of Demon Village, and faintly surrounded Du Xu into an encirclement.

He was so angry that he said, "You guys are playing me!" His right hand and fingers turned into a palm knife, and the sharp knife qi overflowed, and with a flick of the head, he cut off Xiaoying's right arm.

But he was surprised to find that Xiao Ying, who was strangled in his hand, seemed to be a wooden man, and he didn't react at all, and the cut right arm was like a piece of wood, no blood splashed, no flesh and bones flying, as if it was a piece of wood that fell from a tree, and it had nothing to do with Xiao Ying.

"Not good!" the scorpion man was alert and turned to run, but it was too late.

The smaller girl in his arms turned from solid to virtual, her body gradually became transparent, and her body quickly elongated and grew, just in an instant, from a soft and cute girl to a blue-faced and fanged ghost.

Scorpion Man vigilantly guarded against the Heavenly Ghost, and just when his attention was attracted by the Heavenly Ghost, a demonic thought quietly lurked in the bottom of his heart, and Scorpion Man felt that an evil fire in his heart erupted nowhere.

The anger of being teased, the anger of Mu Rongsheng, Du Xu's calm smile fell in his eyes, and he suddenly felt very hateful, and all kinds of vicious thoughts in his heart turned one by one, jealousy, anger, fear, and resentment had burned his reason and invaded his heart.

The scorpion saw the hook-nosed man next to him, and a vicious thought came to his heart, "If he is willing to sacrifice, I can escape." This thought floated in his heart, and it constantly impacted his reason, and he couldn't suppress it.

"Why didn't he think about it for us. ”

"Now, escape one by one. ”

"Why won't he sacrifice him so that I can escape?"

"With him, I can escape, and I will definitely compensate him when the time comes. ”

"Capture him, capture him and I can escape, use his life force to unleash powerful spells, and also avenge him, so that his death is worthwhile. ”

The scorpion man couldn't control the strong impulse in his heart, and suddenly burst out, and a huge scorpion phantom appeared behind him, and the tail needle of the scorpion shadow flashed coldly, and hit the hook-nosed man next to him like thunder.

Eagle Hook Nose looked at the scorpion in disbelief, and said in his mouth: "Why, why? You want to die, isn't it just a matter of one sentence? Why do you deceive me? Why?" The voice was like a cuckoo crying blood, revealing a heartbreak.

"Mountain Alliance and Sea Oath, before the flower and under the moon, you treat me like this?" The hook-nosed man looked at the scorpion man resentfully, "What is the difference between you and those hypocritical women?

Du Xu and his friends were stunned by this shocking gossip!

Even Du Xu didn't expect that this time he would bump into such wonderful gossip, and for a while he didn't even have the heart to chase and beat the water dog, everyone quietly watched this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, full of ** palace wall willows. The east wind is evil, the joy is thin, a cup of sadness, and a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong!" The hook-nosed man laughed miserably.

"Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and transparent. The peach blossoms fall, the idle pond pavilion, although the mountain league is there, the brocade book is difficult to support. Mo!Mo!Mo!" The onlookers read out the poem between the great poet Lu Fangweng and his first love hundreds of years ago, with deep affection and tears.

The atmosphere fell into a resentful atmosphere for a while, the hook-nosed man, with a dignified appearance and a sensitive and fragile heart, showed a stunned smile to the scorpion, closed his eyes, and threw himself into the arms of the scorpion.

"If you're lying to me, why don't you lie to me for the rest of your life?"

Du Xu next to him was a spartan, he felt a static electricity from head to toe, the cold hairs all over his body stood up, and he complained frantically in his heart: "Do you want to be so Qiong Yao! Isn't it good to be decisive in the evil cultivation and killing, did you get the wrong lines? Director, change a line book for him!"

In the sky, a petal peach blossom slowly falls, the hooked nose lies in the arms of the scorpion, the scorpion brushes off the petals on the hair for him, the scene is beautiful, the crisp bamboo flute sound comes from afar, the song whimpers and gurgles, revealing a sense of resentment and sadness.

Du Xu glanced at the old tree spirit speechlessly, this old Buxiu actually liked this tune, the peach blossoms falling in the air were made by him, and a group of demon village villagers in the distance held bamboo flutes and sheng flutes, playing a sad tune.

In this regard, Du Xu wants to say something.

"You guys are so idle!"

"I'll have time to make up for them!"

Du Xu thought so, and did so, he secretly urged the wheel of life and death to turn the flag, sending out an invisible fluctuation.

The scorpion man had already been moved by the hooked nose, he couldn't cry, gently stroked his cheek, and there was a deep affection and reluctance in his eyes.

Suddenly, an evil fire arose, the scorpion was vain, and an evil ancient evil word appeared in his heart, and he involuntarily recited this evil word, and a word full of filth and evil came out of his mouth, depicting a very evil sacrificial word.

This section of the sacrificial words was recited, and the black and red karmic fire floated on the hook-nosed man's body, burning his ** and soul, and the hook-nosed man couldn't stand the pain, and let out a long howl, and the whistling gradually weakened and turned into a scream.

The man screamed heartbreakingly, everyone who heard it felt chills in their hearts, and felt creepy, the life force and soul of the hooked nose burned with the flame of sacrifice, behind the scorpion, a demon god with eight arms gradually became clear, and the expressions of the four heads were hideous, some were angry and distorted, some had debauched expressions, and some were extremely jealous, reflecting the strongest emotions of human beings.

The scorpion smiled miserably, and threw himself into the flames, and in the karmic fire, the two filthy souls were entangled, so close that they did not distinguish each other.

The demon god with eight arms on all sides, in the burning fire, the idol became clearer and clearer, and the expression became more and more vivid, and finally danced with the flames, dancing bewitching and moving.

The two souls became more and more intertwined, and finally they merged with each other and threw themselves into the statue of the demon god.

The expression of the head on the statue of the demon god was distorted for a while, distorted and blurred to the point that it could not be seen clearly, and after it stabilized, it turned into the intertwined faces of the scorpion barbarian and the hook-nosed man, with tenderness, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness.

Everyone showed their weapons one after another and waited for the battle.

Du Xu waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, this is a magic weapon of mine." ”

The phantom of the demon god flickered and changed, and a faint shadow appeared in place, as if there was nothing.

This is exactly the demon god that Du Xu's life and death wheel has become - seven emotions and six desires, gods and demons, come without a trace, go without a trace, born with each other, the demon is from the mind, unpredictable, unpredictable, unpredictable, dedicated to the true essence of people, which makes people lose their bones.

The various behaviors of the scorpion barbarian before were all manipulated by the demon after entering the body, but it also made him think that it was what he was thinking, which was extremely weird, and he cleaned up the two enemies without making a sound.

Du Xu made a casual move, and the phaseless gods and demons submerged into the body of the slave on the side, and the slave's body was twisted and turned into a black flag.

ps: Make up for yesterday.