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Xue Chong's fat face was bruised, sweat was like rain, and he was puzzled: "Listening to the fairy's words, he actually wants to destroy the idea of recovering the Tang Dynasty, he is really a loyal and patriotic person, but why do you call the saint a faint king?"

Chang Su'e's waist Hanyu Nine Dragons are stained with ink, revealing the wind of a king, and the four-character pen of the Moon Palace Fairy is shining, only to see that his beautiful eyes contain killing intent, and he said angrily: "Loyal to the monarch and patriotism? Joke! The great achievements of the head of this sect, Wen Taowu and his strategy are all the best in the world, on the other hand, the monarch of Daliang is deaf and incompetent, why can't the sect leader replace him? When the time comes, the unification of the world is the blessing of all the people, so Leping will die, and the idea of reviving the Tang Dynasty with absolute heroism and strength. The sect leader can only sit on the world, and never establish a country name again, and the surname Li cannot exist in the world to protect the country forever. ”

Xue Chong deliberately used words to contain the fairy, in order to fight for the rescue time of loyalty and righteousness, and then said: "Why is Emperor Shakti obsessed with the name of the country and seized the world, and it is not all ordinary?"

Chang Su'e had a look of displeasure in her eyes, and said angrily: "The affairs of this sect are not enough for outsiders, and there is little gossip, General Xue, please leave by yourself, so as not to give your life for no reason." ”

"Today, the old man will never abandon Luan'er, and if he wants to kill Youluan, he will step on the old man's corpse!" Xue Chong saw that he couldn't delay, so his expression was resolute, and he already regarded death as home.

"Stubborn!" With his long sleeves flicked, Xue Chong flew straight out of Zhangxu, and with a muffled sound, his fat buttocks fell to the ground. The tiger looked around, saw that it was already the edge of the corridor, there was no way to retreat, cold sweat trickled down, his expression was in a trance, and he almost slipped off the broken rail.

"For the sake of Mrs. Leng, leave your dog life for the time being, and from then on the husband and wife will be harmonious, so that they can do their own thing. By the way, I would like to remind you, such a person who is so unfortunate and unlucky, pray that you don't meet Senior Sister Su in this palace, even if the ghost mother can't spare you!" A strong wind suddenly rose, and the fairy's white robe was fluttering and flying, like a snow lotus in the first bloom, and the elegance was full of arrogance, and the plain hand immediately stretched out from the sleeve, and the five fingers clamped the goose neck of Youluan, and slowly lifted it in the air.

Youluan only felt that his breath was sluggish, his feet were already off the ground, he wanted to shout but couldn't, fear was like maggots on the tarsal body, burning his heart and bones.

She struggled in mid-air, the helplessness in her eyes turned into a string of pearls, and in the haze, she could vaguely see that the white silk behind the fairy was alive, gathered from all directions, like several white pythons, layer by layer wrapped around the jade cheeks.

The silk surface is smooth, touching the body without feeling, slowly wrapping the head of Youluan, Luan'er can still see the face of the fairy Qiongli through the light silk body, and unconsciously, it is already in a trance.

Xue Chong heard the fairy mention his senior sister ghost mother, and knew that Su Cang was one of the five heavenly protectors of the Zhutian Sect, and he was as famous as the fairy of the Moon Palace.

But seeing that Youluan's jade face had been restrained by the fairy silk, Xue Chong's heart was like a knife, his eyes were wet with tears, and he begged: "The fairy can't hurt Luan'er, the old man is willing to give everything, and the festival can make it okay, or even one life for another, nothing is necessary, I hope the fairy will be fulfilled!"

"What's the use of this palace taking your life? You and other traitorous villains, killing you is afraid of dirty my hands!" Chang Su'e's eyes showed murderous intent, and the speed of Xian Aya's entanglement suddenly accelerated, only the bones "creaked" crisply, and Youluan was already separated from his head and body, and the bright yellow Luo skirt fell to the ground, and blood splashed like rain.

The silver light flashed, and the Leping lock had a faint body fragrance, slowly sliding down from the edge of the fairy silk, and for a week on the ground, accidentally rolling down the hundred-foot flying corridor, pouring away with the turbulent canal water.

Xiao Mo would never have thought that the imitation he carved was intended to lure the snake out of the hole, but it caused Youluan to give his life innocently.

Xian Aya is as light as a mist, and she can still clearly distinguish the eyebrows of Youluan. Xue Chong saw that his eyes were closed, and there was a slight smile on his face, as if there was no pain in the slightest. And the broken neck under the jaw is shocking, it was twisted by the brush of the fairy ayaqi, and the cruelty of the means is really appalling.

Xue Chong was in a hurry, his eyes were blood-red, and he couldn't help but shout, and he faltered on the edge of the flying corridor, and fainted. The Loyalty, Righteousness and Righteousness Festival had just arrived, and there were few people left, and suddenly when they saw their righteous father fainting, they immediately panicked, and surrounded them to help.

As soon as he saw Youluan's life on the spot, he couldn't stop the death domain in front of him, and there was no other way to do it, so he couldn't pass it for a while, but he knew that Youluan was not the princess of Leping in the previous dynasty, and he only failed to act, and vowed to kill the fairy to relieve his resentment.

I saw that his hand pressed the seal, and the slender conductor danced like flying, trying his best to summon the god. When his body was tossing and turning in the air, his sleeves were flying, floating like a fairy, and there seemed to be a blue whale lying behind him.

His body seemed to suddenly become stronger, the green tendons instantly burst out, he clenched the Yin and Yang Taidao with his backhand, and took off the Red Sun Teng on his forehead with his two fingers in the middle of the meal, and closed it around his waist as a belt.

I saw that under the black hat, between the eyebrows, a red standing line suddenly appeared, like a wound, never scabbed.

With a burst of shouting, the standing lines slowly separated, the evil face flickered, and a third pupil appeared in the forehead.

It seems that the flame is burning, the eyes are as red as blood, and the eyes are as bright as a fairy in the world.

The knife is set on both arms, the sky is tightly closed, and the eyes of the ghost are closed, and the eyes are seen by different pupils, and the colors between heaven and earth are completely removed, and only the yin and yang two-color structure of all things. Every pore, every strand of green silk, is clear, a smile, gestures, such as stagnating.

The alien pupil is a gift from the ancients, which can gain insight into people's hearts and slow down time and space. When the prosperity is gone, there will be no more mysteries in the world. Everything is so clear, everything is slow, and although the world is changing rapidly, it is not far from its origin.

A colorful streamer suddenly appeared, reflecting that there was no place for the Linhua Hall to fall. The sword scorched the flames, and the blue fire swirled around the body, and in the billowing smoke, all the immortal silk had been burned. Tianyi bypassed the dead domain, and the sword suddenly slashed towards the forehead of Fairy Qiong.

I only felt that a heat wave was coming, and the fairy silk rolled out, and it was actually in the direction of Xiao Mo, the speed was so fast, I could only see a flash of white light, as if the thunder was extinguished, and it was fleeting.

The guqin took off his hand, carried the wind through, and blocked the flame knife, and the surface of the qin exploded in front of the fairy, and the sawdust fell with the blue flame.

The heavy sword made a few detours in the air, obliquely inserted in front of the steps of the Linhua Palace, and the sword body entered the stone for three points, but it did not shake in the slightest, only a muffled sound was heard, which shocked Xiao Mo and almost fell.

The fairy of the Moon Palace was stunned, and he put the head of Youluan on his waist with his hand, and the fairy silk suddenly came out, and in an instant, he was covered with dead domains around Tianyi and Teng Snake, and then rode the wind under his feet, and then went to the front of the steps of Linhua Palace, and pulled out his heavy sword.

Like water, look around the sword body, speckled rust like green grass floating on the river, blunt sword without edge, déjà vu, but not recognized, proud frowning, as if trapped in deep memories.