Xia Yu wanted to be angry, angry at the young master Mo Xie, his brother of the opposite sex. Angry at his own weakness? When he woke up, the situation was irreversible before his eyes. He only felt a heavy and pathetic guilt, which stabbed his heart like a red-hot needle. I want to escape and have to face it.

A gentle hot hand gently fell on Xia Yu's face. The trembling voice of sorrow stirred Xia Yu's sad heart that didn't know where to go. "Brother, I have been looking for you for hundreds of years, and I finally found it, I am dark, thin, why is my heart so sad"?

Xia Yu slowly opened his eyes, stared deeply at Mo Ye's teary eyes, raised his painful trembling hand, and gently wiped the tears that slipped on Mo Ye's frighteningly red face. The two brothers hugged each other tightly, tears welled up, and they sobbed but couldn't cry. Two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks, soaking his armor and his heart.

The feelings that could not be restrained rolled into sore tears, and Xia Yu felt bitter bile gushing into his mouth in the interweaving of various feelings. Tears blindfolded ...... eyes. but condensed on the stone bed of filthy wolves.

Mo Ye patted Xia Yu's back heavily, choked up, a thousand words were stuck in the rolling Adam's apple, and tears soaked Xia Yu's back. A hundred years of torment, a hundred years of divine consciousness fighting, made Mo Xie's mind as strong as iron, cold as ice, and he was not at all shocked when he saw the naked saint and the saint of the first order of condensation.

In the waves of the sea of desire, a heartbroken wail and the blood condensed in the depths of his heart woke up, and Mo Xie couldn't extricate himself from lust. His consciousness was so clear that he saw his brother who had been separated for hundreds of years, and he forgot all the hardships, and even the naked woman did not hide her shame, immersed in pain and happiness, loss and excitement.

"Brother, don't cry, it's a joy to get together, come, look at the super secret technique that my brother has prepared for you. Cultivating together, our brothers will become the powerhouses of the Holy Realm." Mo Xie cried tears and tears, pushed Xia Yu away with a smile, and looked at Xia Yu's gray face and laughed wildly.

Mo Xie gave Xia Yu two fists, causing Xia Yu to roll his eyes. "Brother, it's okay! The Divine Consciousness Foundation is so strong, it's stronger than the old brother back then."

Xia Yu's face twitched bitterly, and his eyes squinted at the stone bed.

Mo Xie's face was so red that it was about to bleed, and he condensed a hideous smile. Grinning, embarrassed and embarrassed. "Holy brother, I just unconsciously committed sin. Give her some favor and let her go. Our brothers still have important things to do."

Xia Yu slowly lowered his head with a black and red face, and his voice was so low that he was about to hit his feet. "Evil brother, she is the granddaughter of Du Bin, the elder of the Du family."

Mo Ye's blushing revealed a little white light, and he took a deep breath of cold air. I cursed in my heart. "Mother's snow slave, I sold Lao Tzu again."

Standing not far away, grinning at the forbidden slave who couldn't close his big thick lips, his eyes widened three times in fright. "Boss, you're right, they're brothers."

The forbidden slave stepped back step by step. Scared the master's brother like this. That's worth it. The boss is gone, and this cooked thing can't run away. As for what elder's grandson goes to his uncle, it has nothing to do with the forbidden slave.

Mo Ye's nose spewed out fire, and he glared at the forbidden slave fiercely. Xue Nu was not wrong, he was only loyal to himself, not to mention the grandson of the Du family, who was captured like the grandson of the city lord of the Holy City. For a hundred years, there has been no snow slave, and I don't know when I will be able to break out of the encirclement from the divine consciousness fight.

Now. The black air mass in the Mo Evil Consciousness Domain was finally trapped. Like a blood-red sunset condensed in the domain of knowledge, illuminating the entire airspace red and bloody. This is an air mass sealed with the Zerg's "Blood Soul Technique".

Hundreds of "Yin Maiden Blood Souls" are the snow slaves who have been constantly catching the Holy Maidens of the Qi Condensation Realm in the "Mixed Yin Valley" for hundreds of years, and Mo Xie used the "Blood Soul Technique" to extract the Yin Qi and essence blood of the Holy Maiden, and condensed the "Blood Soul Yin Silk" to imprison the black air mass.

The soul energy of the black air mass was too strong, and Mo Xie had been fighting with it for decades, and the three great perfections of divine consciousness could not restrain the attack of the soul energy, and they were almost swallowed by the black air mass. In the season of crisis, it was the ghostly "Soul Transformation Technique" that protected Mo Ye's divine sense. The "Soul Transformation Technique" was like a defensive shield, protecting the last fortress of the Mo Evil Consciousness Domain, and it was powerless against the black air mass.

For a hundred years, Mo Ye had to hide in the "Mixed Yin Valley" and concentrate the four major divine senses to exterminate the black air mass. The silky fight made Mo Ye occupy the top position within ten years, and finally because of the black nosebleed that continued to flow after each fight, he ran out of essence blood and fainted.

When the Mo Evil Essence Blood was replenished and he woke up, only the "Soul Transformation Technique" in the Consciousness Domain was guarding the mysterious space, and the other airspace was swallowed by the black air mass. Mo Xie once again concentrated the four major divine senses to fight with the black air mass for ten years, and then fell asleep due to the exhaustion of essence and blood, and so on for decades.

Mo Ye was shocked to find that there was more yin qi and blood soul in the sea of knowledge. And in the "War Shadow Crystal Platform", there are unsightly and unsightly clean saints lying in the "War Shadow Crystal Platform", all of them are in the condensation realm. Mo Xie was so frightened that he was stupid, knowing that he had done the sin, but he didn't know when he did it or who sent it.

For decades, Mo Xie fought against the black air mass, and the phantom entered the domain of knowledge, and only the forbidden slave and the "Thunder Swallowing God Thorn" guarded the "War Shadow Crystal Platform".

Mo Xie made a strange discovery, I don't know when he found the "Blood Soul Technique" obtained when he found the refined insect soul from the Consciousness Domain, how to find it? How to find it? Mo Xie didn't know, when he woke up, there was this inconspicuous technique in the mysterious divine consciousness space.

"Blood Soul Technique" can refine a kind of ghostly "Blood Soul Yin Silk". But if you want to get the "Blood Soul Yin Silk", you must absorb it from the body of the Holy Maiden. The saint can't do it, the pure yang body can only condense the "blood soul yang silk", but it can't be used for the "blood soul technique".

Mo Xie spent decades refining hundreds of strands of "Blood Soul Yin Silk". Imprisoning the black air mass in the domain of knowledge, Mo Ye can only do this, he can't drive it away, he can only be imprisoned. In the past few decades, how many condensing realm saints have been intersected with, and how many saintesses' precious "blood soul yin silks" have been drawn, Mo Ye didn't know, and when he woke up, he only saw this saint on the stone bed. Perhaps only the forbidden slave knows its secrets.

Thirteen chasing and killing orders hung on his body, one more, one less, he didn't have much pressure on Mo Ye, but he was just the grandson of the Elder of the Incarnation Realm? Mo Xie Dao was amazed. Gently patted Xia Yu on the shoulder. "It's okay brother, I've been used to being hunted down and killed for hundreds of years, try to resolve it as much as possible! In the past hundred years, I have been fighting with the soul man, I don't know what happened, I just did evil by chance, don't worry."

Mo Ye gently helped Xia Yu up, and Xia Yu's legs were weak and he sat on the ground again. "Brother, your consciousness is not lightly injured, sit down and rest, I will deal with this matter."

Mo Xie patted Xia Yu's slightly trembling shoulder, shook his head, the black light of the smooth holy body flashed, and the black battle armor condensed on his body.

A mournful sound, like the last sound of obscene words, turned from the stone bed, and the soft, painful humming sound made people's hearts beat endlessly, and they couldn't breathe a little after holding their breath. Like two blood nails piercing two heartbeats to stop,

Xia Yu wanted to escape, his soft legs had no support, his hot face was low, and his face was covered with sweat in an instant, brother, holy love, Xia Yu chose the former, but he had no face to face the latter, a wisp of sadness and resentment covered Xia Yu, and Xia Yu's head was lowered to the crotch of his pants in shame and pain. In this holy realm, the saints who can't protect their beloved saints have no place to be ashamed, and the saints who can't fight their enemies with blood have no place to be ashamed. Xia Yu couldn't do it, there was a stone crack under his feet and he wanted to get into it, but unfortunately, let alone the stone crack, there was not even a stone grass leaf in this valley.

Du Wen was holding a silk quilt on her head, two lines of crystal tears shining under the night crystal lamp, and her delicate face was slightly red staring at the two ugly saints. Du Wen didn't expect that Xia Yu would be here, let alone that Xia Yu would be so cowardly, and he would watch himself being ruined and humiliated by the saints, but he didn't have the courage to stand up. She wanted to cry, she wanted to spit on this kind of saint, and even wanted to slash such a negative man.

The black eyes that were conealing tears lost the crystal of tears in a flash. Du Wen's face became numb grayish-white, suppressing the reddish rhyme. The cold god recognized Xia Yu who had his head down and his black hair blocking his face.

"Du Shengyou, I am in the dark and have fallen into the Demon Dao, please forgive me if I offend the Holy Friend, what the Holy Friend wants, I can compensate for it, if the Holy Friend does not dislike Mo Xie, you can practice the Holy Dao together." Mo Xie cleared his throat and looked at Du Wen coldly, what he said was standard enough, it seemed that this kind of thing should be solved like this.

Du Wen's beautiful cheeks had an ice-like smile. didn't even look at Mo Xie with his eyes, his ice eyes were staring at the slightly trembling black hair, and his soft voice was full of hatred. "What do you compensate with".

Mo Ye was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be embarrassed, the Holy Maiden of the Condensation Realm was different, and she really thought about it, don't look at the strong killing intent, and she spoke very realistically. Mo Xie smiled cheekily. "If the holy friend lacks anything, he can do it."

Hmph! Du Wen snorted coldly. "If I can do it, I want to 'Hansu Flower'."

Mo Ye was shocked, Bing Jiu had given Mo Ye more than ten "Cold Flowers", and later it was a "Cold Whisker Flower". Okay! The first-order saintess of condensation opened her mouth widely, asking for a "cold beard flower" that would not be changed in a thousand cities.

Although Mo Xie was shocked, he wanted to calm things down, it was impossible not to have some blood, and the "chase and kill order" was not increased was the goal. Smiled indifferently. "Du Shengyou wise".

Whoosh! A golden-bearded white flower imprisoned in a crystal bead flew in front of Du Wen.

Du Wen's black hair was scattered and tied up with a buzz. His cold eyes became fiery, staring at the golden beard against the snow-white shadow of the flower, and his breath stopped in fright.

"Du Shengyou can recognize this flower, if it is a 'cold beard flower', please accept it, the grievances between you and me are clear, and you must not find trouble with Mo Xie again." Mo Ye looked at the stunned Du Wen and laughed dryly.

"Don't be afraid to find trouble, my master has thirteen chase and kill orders, do you care about your Du family?" Shake out all the things that Mo Ye thought in his heart.

With a flash of crystal light, Du Wen hurriedly put away the "Cold Whisker Flower", her eyes were fixed on Mo Ye's face, this face was hateful and terrifying, and she wanted to vomit when she saw it. "He's Mo Xie, the saint who was hunted down by the Holy Realm clans." (To be continued......)