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Tang Tai Brown is in a very good mood tonight - when Tang Taijun's coffin is buried, everything will be settled. As a hero of Conglong, he seems to have seen his future soaring.

His grandfather and Tang Yuan, the old master of the Tang Sect, were uncles and brothers, and he once served as the hall master of the Tang Gate's "Dafeng Hall", and his prestige and authority were important for a while. But when it came to his father's generation, it was far from being so beautiful, and he was gradually squeezed out of the power core of the Tang Sect.

He has set up the ambition of reviving his family since he was a child, practiced hard and worked hard, and finally gradually emerged among his peers, and was personally named one of the "Seven Killings" by Tang Taijun.

Tang Tai Brown used to be excited about this, but soon found that as Tang Taijun's guard, he not only had to endure her strange temper, but also was forced to become invisible, and he was getting farther and farther away from his dream.

But he knew that he had no choice, let alone resist, so he had to accept his fate.

Now that God has given him such an opportunity, he can get rid of the fate of the shadow guards and become the henchman of the next Tang Sect master, how can he miss it?

Tang Tai Brown had even begun to imagine the majestic scene when he sat on the throne of the Great Wind Hall like his ancestors, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a happy smile.

He was one of the people in charge of the guard tonight, and his main errand was to take a few Tang Sect disciples around to deal with some sudden abnormal situations.

Tonight's Onikoku Jingu Shrine is particularly quiet, and in front of it is a mountain canyon leading to the Nai Ho Bridge, which is commonly known as the "Yellow Spring Road".

The turbid water flows through the canyon, and the river bank is surrounded by shadowy shrubs, which seem to be desolate and silent, but I don't know how many enemies have tried to invade the Tang Gate, and they have died on this Huangquan Road, and they have been blown into powder by the hidden magic circle prohibition, and their souls are scattered.

Tang Tai Brown walked slowly along the narrow path by the river, looking around casually, thinking that Tang Bohu should be kneeling in the mourning hall in grief at this time, he couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

"Tang Tai Brown!" Before he could finish laughing, someone suddenly shouted his name behind him.

"Huh?" Tang Tai Brown looked back in a daze, and suddenly his facial expression changed greatly, and he shouted like a ghost: "Taijun!"

I saw Tang Taijun standing nine feet behind him, and at his feet lay the young children who were patrolling with Tang Taijun, who were knocked unconscious and unconscious.

She smiled coldly and said, "You still recognize me?"

Tang Tai's brown cold sweat burst out of his soaked heavy clothes, and his right hand subconsciously reached for the deerskin pouch on his waist, but he didn't dare to make a move to Tang Taijun after all, and said in a trembling voice: "You, aren't you already dead?"

Tang Taijun snorted contemptuously, threw out two black things, and rolled to Tang Tai's brown feet with a grunt.

Tang Tai Brown hurriedly lowered his eyes and saw that it was the bloody head of Tang Minghuang and Tang Gao who betrayed Tang Taijun with him in the "Seven Killings".

His last thought of resisting was instantly crushed, and he involuntarily knelt down in front of Tang Taijun with weak legs, begging for mercy: "Taijun, I have no choice but to do it." Taijun, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a ...... below."

"I'm not going to kill you. Tang Taijun felt a little disgusted when he looked at Tang Tai Brown's exaggerated performance, and he really didn't know how he was blind in the first place and chose this nest of wastes into the "Seven Killings".

"Huh?" Tang Tai Brown raised his head and looked at Tang Taijun in amazement, as if he didn't believe his ears, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and say ecstatically: "Thank you Taijun, thank you Taijun! Tai Brown must have reformed his sins and made meritorious contributions, and he will never regret being a cow and a horse for Taijun!"

Tang Taijun waited for him to finish showing his loyalty, and said slowly: "There are a few friends who want to go up the mountain to mourn me, and you accompany the old lady to meet them." ”

Tang Tai was brown, and only then did he know the reason why Tang Taijun's subordinates showed mercy and did not kill themselves. Huo Liao's eyebrows looked at the front of him, he couldn't care more, and hurriedly got up and said, "But according to Taijun's orders!"

Tang Taijun snapped his fingers and shot a black pill at Tang Tai Brown, saying, "Swallow it." ”

Tang Tai Brown didn't dare to hesitate, took the pill and put it in his mouth. The pill melts in the mouth and flows down the throat like honey.

Tang Taijun kicked the young Tang disciples into the bushes, raised his hand and put on the ****, turned into an ordinary middle-aged servant woman, and said, "Let's go." ”

The two of them quickly left one after the other and walked in the direction of Naihe Bridge.

Unexpectedly, before he walked a few dozen steps away, he bumped into Aoi Sora head-on.

Tang Taijun secretly watched carefully, as long as Aoi Soko had the slightest suspicion, he immediately attacked her and shot her unprepared.

I didn't know that Sora Aoi didn't look at her, and passed by the two on the trail.

Tang Taijun was slightly surprised in his heart, and keenly noticed that Aoi Sorako's performance was a little abnormal, but he couldn't guess the reason anyway.

Sora Aoi turned a blind eye to Tang Taijun and Tang Tai Brown, and walked aimlessly along Huangquan Road, his heart was a mess of twine.

Loyalty and sacrifice are the iron laws that every disciple of the Mystic Moon Demon Sect must follow. As the King of the Crescent Moon, she has been pinned on by the Moon Sect since she was a child, and she is even more responsible.

However, when she thought of what she had promised to do, Sora Aoi still couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach for a while, and she felt a desire to resist from the bottom of her heart.

But she knew that she had no choice, unless she betrayed the Secret Moon Demon Sect!

It's just such a terrible thought, she doesn't even dare to think about it. She had seen with her own eyes that a young female disciple who was trying to break away from the Moon Sect was captured and abolished for cultivation, and then thrown into the "Taiguan Garden", where she was ravaged and ravaged by various demonic beasts day and night, and died in less than three days.

What's more, her ancestors have been from the Yuezong Sect for generations, and her mother and two younger brothers still live in Fusang. If he escaped from the Moon Sect, the fate of his relatives could be imagined.

"Actually, just like the sect master said, it's not bad to have a double cultivation with the old demon of Yinshan. At least I can find a way to make myself feel no pain, and my cultivation can improve by leaps and bounds in a very short period of time, and I don't have to worry about going mad......"

She tried again and again to put on a smile again, tried to convince herself, comforted herself, but in the end she found that it didn't work.

To dislike is not to like, disgust, disgust, disgust, resistance, hatred...... All the negative emotions came together and surrounded her.

But you have to do it, you have to force yourself to give up your pride and break through the bottom line......

Suddenly, Sora Aoi stopped hesitating.

A black figure like a wolf appeared in front of her, swooping down like a mountain.

Sora Aoi unconsciously took half a step back, trying her best to remain calm and indifferent, and confronted the old demon who blocked the way.

Lang Xianping stood with his hands in his hands, carefully looking at Sora Aoi, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

His vision is very different from ordinary people, whether a virgin is beautiful or not is secondary, what matters is her abundance of Yuan Yin and natural roots.

Undoubtedly, for him, Sorako Aoi is the best object for cultivating "Wanyin Gang", the best of the best, and even better than Nanako Matsushima, who has cultivated to a higher level.

Over the years, he has retreated several times, but he has always been unable to break through the bottleneck and grasp the mysteries of the Dao Heavens.

For the supreme masters of the Mahayana level, whether they can open up the Dao Heaven is an important watershed. It's a pity that his repeated impacts are all failures, and he almost lost his life when his cultivation went wrong.

Therefore, when he saw Sora Aoi for the first time, he immediately realized that she was the beautiful key that could open the gate of the Dao Heaven by himself.

He's been looking for so many years, and he can't wait a moment now!

Without any superfluous nonsense, his movements were direct and simple, and he stepped forward and grabbed Soko Aoi's shoulder and pushed him down at the edge of the bush.

Soko Aoi instinctively struggled for a moment, then obediently closed her eyes.

The bushes and weeds beneath her were dense and hard, and she felt her clothes being torn roughly, exposing most of her carcass to the cold air.

Her hand pressed under her and grabbed the handle of the woman's flower, her chest was tumbling with blood and her hands and feet were cold, and her eyes kept shaking Nanako Matsushima's scarred chest......

At this time, the body of the old demon of Yinshan pressed down, and he gasped and whispered in her ear: "I'll pass you a mantra first......

Sora Aoi didn't listen to what the old demon of Yinshan was saying, she turned her thoughts into the wind, stretching her body in the endless blue sky and floating forward......

Thousands of mountains and rivers swept under my feet, the vast sea shone with a little golden light, and suddenly I saw my home and the familiar figure of my mother.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but smile.

"Get out!" like spring thunder blooming, a loud shout interrupted Sora Aoi's fantasy.

A heroic young man with a face like a crown of jade stood in front of the bushes, pointed at the forest with a five-hooked divine flying silver spear in his hand, and shouted loudly: "I am an officer of the Great Sui Guard, you all lie down for me...... No, stand up and get checked!"

Lang Xianping raised the wolf's head slightly in the dark, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty red light, obviously the setback of good things made his heart full of murderous energy, he didn't bother to get dressed when he stood up, and a low roar rolled in his mouth: "Get away!"

The young man with the spear was Luo Cheng, and he came to mourn Tang Taijun on behalf of Luo Yi, the king of Beiping. Of course, the identity of the plenipotentiary representative of the Beiping Royal Mansion is also self-appointed by Luo Cheng - chasing girls, you must always show enough sincerity and thought. When facing a special period, we must know how to control the opportunity, accompany each other, chase closely, and be ready at all times, and give the goddess the greatest comfort and support with our warm and powerful arms.

He didn't know any Yinshan Ancestor Yangshan Daddy, seeing that the other party was only wearing a pair of pants and showing off his martial arts, so he had to pay it back?

Lang Xianping said in a low voice: "Luo family gun?" A group of wolves in Yinshan burst out, planning to quickly kill this troublesome kid so that he could take over the work.

Who knew that Luo Cheng had comprehended all kinds of subtleties in half of the "Great Demon Classic", and his cultivation had broken through the realm of sitting photos, and it was by no means a three-fist and two-foot way to play, and the five-hook god flying silver spear in his palm was displayed, and Lang Xianping fought viciously.

Soko Aoi lay among the thorns, slowly opening her eyes and looking up at the night sky, as if the fight had nothing to do with her, and even allowed her delicate and flawless upper body to be exposed to the air.

From the moment she was pushed down by Lang Xianping, she was ready to accept another self.

Just unexpectedly, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance: "Stop!"

It's Li Jing, he's here.