Cold wind, autumn rain, ancient trees in the mountains, draining autumn rain, yellow leaves, withered grass......

There is an indescribable artistic conception, hidden in many autumn scenes.

In particular, the woman at the top of the treetop, Wen Sakura, is like a flower that never withers, blooming at the top of the red maple tree. Her dress and skirt were also a fiery red, which made the green silk scattered on her head even more black and shiny.

Wen Yingkong's long hair was originally draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, but now it was blown away by the autumn wind, and it was constantly fluttering, like a battle flag!

The autumn rain was blocked by a heavy immortal qi, and it could not be stained with Wen Yingkong's long hair.

Even her face was covered by the fairy aura, making it difficult to see clearly.

Liu Yi took out a wine jar from his arms and drank it in small sips. Now that he is in the realm of Qiongyu, he is on the other side of Wan'er and Lu Ningshuangtian, and only when he drinks the wine brewed by Wan'er, his heart will become extremely peaceful.

This woman's bearing is somewhat similar to Cui Siqi.

Liu Yi couldn't help but think of Xuantian Dongtian again, and thought of the women around him.

Only when drinking the wine brewed by Wan'er, will the heart be extremely peaceful.

Someone once wrote a poem saying that "the sea has a confidant, and the end of the world is like a neighbor".

The person who wrote this poem must have been young and frivolous, and had not experienced much wind and rain. Only when the world is really separated can I know that the so-called "the end of the world is next to each other" is a fart!

Liu Yi stayed in Daning Temple for a day and spent several pieces of Buddhist scriptures, among which he happened to see the so-called eight sufferings of life recorded by Buddhism: the suffering of birth, the suffering of old age, the suffering of illness, the suffering of death, the suffering of love and parting, the bitterness of resentment, the suffering of not being able to ask for it, and the bitterness of the five yin.

Love parting suffering, among these eight sufferings, ranks fifth.

"Drink slowly, I'm not in a hurry. ”

The cold light in Wen Yingkong's eyes slowly contracted, but the murderous aura in her body became stronger and stronger, and she said to Liu Yi from a distance of 100 meters: "After you finish drinking, it's not too late to dig your heart." Don't worry, I'm Wen Yingkong by no means like the undefeated guy back then, and I definitely don't like to drink with people's hearts. ”

Liu Yi glanced at Wen Yingkong with interest, patted his chest, and asked, "Do you just want to see my affectionate and righteous heart? Don't you want to want to show your charm to the fullest in front of me, so that I can slowly fall in love with you and treat you sincerely? Can't you just let go of me and the woman in the cave, and fulfill the true love between me and her?"

"She ruined the Demon Emperor's chance to become a god, and she can't be forgiven!"

The spear in Wen Ying's empty hand slowly drooped, but the murderous intent in her body became more and more intense, and the murderous aura condensed within ten meters of her body, forming a cold wind, blowing the surrounding leaves into the sky and dancing wildly.

Most of the leaves of the red maple tree have already fallen, and at this moment, all the red leaves of the big tree that are tens of meters high have fallen, like bright red snow, covering the sky.

The atmosphere of slaughter became dozens of times thicker in an instant.

"The Hengshan Demon Emperor is practicing the method of stealing the way, if he succeeds, the Hengshan realm will become a dead land, eight million miles are full of yellow sand molten slurry, and the aura of heaven and earth is swept away, how can you live?"

Liu Yi took another sip of wine, and at this time, he stretched out his arm, pinched out a water control method recorded in the Black Water True Law, gathered a stream of flowing water, rushed to the place where Wen Yingkong was, and said: "Presumably, Your Excellency is also a beautiful woman who has captivated the country and the city, if you die like this, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing?"

The flowing water rushed away, and Wen Yingkong didn't dodge or dodge.

The misty fairy aura gathered on her face was washed away by the flowing water, and suddenly a beautiful and extraordinary, but with a hint of manly coldness, appeared in the wind and rain.

Wen Yingkong's nose bridge is tall and straight, but her lips are a little thin, giving people a sense of cold and arrogant distance that rejects people thousands of miles away. Her appearance and bearing are completely different from the round and jade little nun Huilin in the cave.

Wen Yingkong pursed her lips, with a bit of ridicule on her face, and said, "If the Demon Emperor becomes a god and leaves, it proves that this third method of becoming a god is a correct way of cultivation. Within the heavens and ten thousand worlds, although the Hengshan Earth Realm has become a dead place, there are still living beings in the remaining worlds and realms. I only need to cross the border and conquer one world, and I can also become a god like His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

"Since you want to become a god, you can't kill me. ”

Liu Yi raised his head and sighed, and said compassionately: "Within the heavens and ten thousand realms, there are countless cultivators, most of them are based on the word first, how many men like me are affectionate and righteous? If you kill me, then you are destined to be lonely for a lifetime." If you can really cultivate to become a god, then you will be lonely until you are old in the wilderness, and the sea is dry and rotten......"

Hearing this, Wen Yingkong smiled proudly, "If I don't kill you, won't I be lonely for the rest of my life?"

"Of course, I'm destined to become a god!"

Liu Yi smiled very brightly, held his head high, and said: "If I don't die, I will become a god, and then I can accompany you to the old days of the wasteland, and the sea is dry and rotten." ”

Wen Yingkong's expression suddenly became cold, and he said in a deep voice: "I really thought that you were a sincere man, but I didn't expect that you were also a flowery person! If I am willing to be with you, will you leave that little nun in the Demon Punishment Temple alone, or will you even kill her with your own hands in order to please me?"

"Why did I kill her?"

The corners of Liu Yi's mouth hooked a very good-looking arc, and he said with pride: "A manly man, how can three wives and four concubines be enough? If you follow me, you will end up behind this little nun, and you will have to call her a sister in the future......"

The further down it goes, the more ridiculous it becomes.

Wen Yingkong, as the master of the next hall of the Hengshan Demon Emperor, is in charge of the Heavenly Killing Palace, it can be said that he is above 10,000 people under one person, and he is famous in the Hengshan realm, how could he have been buried and teased by Liu Yi?

She looked on one side and didn't say anything more to Liu Yi.

Airplanes!

The spear in his hand shook suddenly, became longer like lightning, and stabbed Liu Yi in the chest through the air.

Bite!

A huge eternal wild goose stood in front of Liu Yi, and its golden bony claws were against the tip of the spear.

Liu Yi quickly waved his fingers, wrote a thunder inscription in his sleeve, and then waved his sleeve and wrapped the tip of the red gold war spear.

The thunder followed the spear and went straight to Wen Yingkong's arm.

Sou!

Wen Yingkong's arm trembled, and he actually put the spear back, and asked coldly on the treetops: "What is the origin of your thunder? If you are willing to tell the cultivation method of this thunder, I can give you the whole corpse!"

The source of ten thousand thunders is the secret method of the Snow Feather Venerable.

Liu Yi only got a thunderbolt seed, and now although he can use the ancient thunder inscription to touch the thunderbolt seed to release thunder, the power of the thunder is far less than the thunder magic power cast by the Snow Feather Dazun, and even one ten-thousandth of the power cannot be exerted. But this power alone is enough to impress Wen Yingkong.

"You're not my woman, how can I pass on your Leifa easily?"

Liu Yi continued to tease, forcibly suppressing the qi and blood that had just been rushed and boiled by the huge force of the war spear, but he thought in his heart: "This woman has obviously inhaled so much wine and drunk and drunk and turned into the fragrance of wine, why hasn't she been drunk and lying down until now, could it be that she was beaten with iron?"