She became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 159 He is here

Jiang Tong suddenly turned around.

In the night, he was dressed in a black robe with a silver skirt, with a high crown and tied hair, and the broken hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind, with his hands hanging in the air. He was extremely handsome but condensed and arrogant. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xiao Yun?
"Brother...Brother?" Jiang Tong blinked, suspecting that this man was conjured by blood mist.

But how could it be so true?
Even if it's a blindfold, a demon, it's impossible, it's impossible to call her Sui Sui.

Absolutely not.

"It's me." Xiao Yun floated towards Jiang Tong from mid-air.

Jiang Tong stared blankly at Xiao Yun's approach, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly. At this moment, he felt a sense of fate of abandoning himself.

She missed him so much.

Even if it was fake, as long as she was in front of him, she couldn't make any resistance and fell into this trap willingly.

Xiao Yun looked down at Jiang Tong, just so fixedly, looking at her without moving.

"I haven't seen you for more than three months. I miss you." Xiao Yun spoke with a deep and pleasant voice, which hit Jiang Tong's heart directly.

"Why did you appear here?" Jiang Tong was extremely surprised, and couldn't believe that Xiao Yun really came to her.

Xiao Yun didn't answer Jiang Tong, but pulled her past and jumped into the foggy pool in the backyard.

There was an alarm bell ringing in Jiang Tong's heart, but she still wanted to indulge in it, even if it was fake.

"I miss you, so I came to look for you." Xiao Yun said simply.

The shattered stars in Xiao Yun's bright black eyes reflected Jiang Tong's fair face. There was nostalgia, tenderness and nostalgia in those eyes, which was really real.

"I miss you too." Jiang Tong couldn't restrain himself anymore, and threw himself into the arms of this yearning.

That's it, even if what she is hugging is a ghost, a demon, or a demon, she doesn't care, she only cares about the safety of this small world surrounded by dangers around her.

Xiao Yun's Adam's apple slid up and down, and couldn't help lowering his head to kiss Jiang Tong's hair, which was icy cold and had the sweet fragrance unique to girls.

Jiang Tong's body was numb, and after rubbing against his chest enough, he slowly raised his head, looking at him with wet eyes.

Xiao Yun only felt the top of his head tighten, and the hot feeling went straight to his waist and abdomen along his spine. The little girl's big watery eyes were full of dependence and longing, how could he control it.

With a sigh of resignation, Xiao Yun leaned down, and sucked the soft lips that he thought about day and night.I don't know how long it took, one of the two stood on tiptoe, the other bowed his head gently, and they kissed each other like this, neither of them would let the other go.

We are fate to each other, we have signed a contract since we were young, what's wrong?why not?

When the two woke up and let go of each other, they were already on the verge of falling, from standing to falling to the ground.

This is in a dream.

Or in your own state of mind.

Jiang Tong thought so.

Maybe this blood mist really has a way to make the person he has been dreaming of day and night really appear, and it is so realistic.

Even if there is any danger in the future, she can't care about it, completely can't care about it.

"I... can I..." Xiao Yun's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the veins on his forehead burst out. He was gritting his teeth and leaning over her.

Jiang Tong snorted and pulled a strand of his hair that was hanging down: "You didn't say that, did we get married a long time ago?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yun closed his eyes and answered her words.

"Why, you have raised your daughter-in-law for so many years, but you dare not touch the meat on your lips." Jiang Tong raised his eyebrows, and unexpectedly smelled the aroma of wine in the air.

She was probably really drunk, and Xun was also drunk, that's why she said such presumptuous and shameless words.

But after thinking about it, even if it was a nightmare, it was still in her dream, so why can't she follow her own will?
It's the other way around!

Jiang Tong took the initiative to hook Xiao Yun's neck, completely smashed his already fragile defense line, and rolled into the warm pool beside him.Splashes of water, long nights...

Jiang Tong bit Xiao Yun's broad and smooth shoulder hard, the smell of blood filled his nostrils, but Xiao Yun didn't push her away, she just wanted to leave a mark.

The sky was slightly bright, and everything was silent, as if there had never been any monsters or abnormalities in this yard, and Jiang Tong had just had a romantic and obscene dream here, fulfilling her long-cherished wish.

The cold wind blew past, and Jiang Tong opened his eyes in a jerk.

She is still soaking in the pool, but how can there be Xiao Yun?
Jiang Tong quickly grabbed the clothes on the shore and put them on, looking around vigilantly.

At dawn, yin and yang alternate, which is the time when the yin energy is the most intense, and Yin time is also the time when the monsters are most active.

At this moment, she didn't care whether she was in a dream, flying over the ruins in the front yard, standing on an old locust tree, and saw with her own eyes a woman in red, with blood mist all over her body, taking advantage of the morning light that alternated between yin and yang, smoking A bluish gray thing.

The thing was still struggling.

Live the soul!

Jiang Tong didn't even think about it, the soul stick came out of his hand, like in slow motion, with the ultimate murderous aura, and struck towards the monster.

The woman in red was startled, and hurriedly let go of the soul in her hand, and folded her hands to resist the attack of the soul staff!
With a bang, a bloody lotus flower popped out from the intersection point where the soul stick touched her. It was the shield of the woman in red.

"Blood Lotus Essence?" Jiang Tong retracted his soul staff, completely recognizing her.

In Kunlun, there are snow lotuses that all cultivators yearn for, but there are also monster blood lotuses. It is said that the last blood lotus in the world has been torn into pieces long ago. How can it still exist?

But just now it was clearly the shield that the blood lotus would have, and Jiang Tong was confident that he would not be mistaken.

"Yo, you have good eyesight, and being lingering all night will make you sharpen your eyes." Xuelian said sarcastically.

Jiang Tong was disappointed for a while, it seemed that last night was really just a dream, Xiao Yun had never been here before, and what was lingering with her to death was only what she thought in her heart.

"Fart your mother! Hand over the souls of these people, and I will spare you!" Jiang Tong was extremely ashamed, and his curse became more and more ugly.

Xue Lian frowned when she heard this: "What a girl, she speaks dirty words and is rude."

"Damn!" Jiang Tong fiercely stretched out the long sword in his hand, "Can you hand it over?"

Xue Lian's face gradually turned grim: "A total of fifty souls are needed, and if I lack one spirit, I can go up to three levels. It just so happens that you are here, and you are that spirit. Do you think I will let you go or suck your spirit?"

Jiang Tong was not fooled, and sneered: "If you can really suck it away, I will fall into a dream overnight, why don't you do it?"

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Xue Lian's face, but she quickly concealed it, with a weird smile, and took off her red dress with her backhand.

The red clothes took off, and the black hair flying over covered the sky, covering the faint morning light on Jiang Tong's head.

There are sharp and piercing noises in my ears, all kinds of mess, attacking Jiang Tong non-stop.

Jiang Tong had never seen such a monster combined with a demon and a ghost. The soul stick changed from a long sword to a bayonet, divided into eighteen handles with one thought, and turned into white light to cut continuously in the sea of ​​hair all over the sky.

Every time a piece is cut, a blood lotus is ignited.

Jiang Tong manipulated his spiritual power, fighting back and forth with the blood lotus, entangled for more than half an hour.

Suddenly feeling his ankle tighten, Jiang Tong lowered his head.

A painful face appeared, and Dai Wen's face was bruised and purple, as if he was about to suffocate to death.

Startled, Jiang Tong raised his foot to avoid her.

Her hand was pulled away with great force again, the strands of hair successfully entangled her, and an opening was broken. Jiang Tong's mind was broken, and other strands of hair entangled her one after another. Jiang Tong was stretched into a large font and hung in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)