Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

The Demon Sheng Pot shone brightly, changing from the original turquoise to scarlet.

The sky was twilight, dark clouds were rolling in, and there was an imminent storm.

Feng Qingyao was shaken by the strong wind, and her mind ached due to the crazy alarm sound of the system.

【warn!warn! 】

The same two sentences came back and forth, which aroused Feng Qingyao's heart: "Shut up!"

Wu Qinglan stepped forward quickly, and suddenly a human figure appeared in front of him. It was a man with an extremely monstrous appearance, with foxy eyes.

Ten meters away, Fu Xianzhi hugged Bai Nuannuan, his voice was so cold that it made people shudder.

"Kill He Qinghan."

The man slowly looked away and looked at He Qinghan, who was above the whirlwind with a painful expression, and said with a smile: "Snow Fox has your order."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away violently, and his fluffy and snow-white fox tails were raised with a "pop" sound, almost covering the sky and the sun.

The sharp claws were as heavy as lead and cold, forcibly cutting a bloody path through the puppet army.

"Elder brother! Master has an order to escort He Qinghan back to Tiandao Palace for punishment!"

Wu Qinglan's voice was scattered by the rapid wind.

Fu Xianzhi's expression was gloomy, and there was a fierceness in his brows and eyes. Amidst the sobbing and weeping wind, he was like a bloodthirsty demon, and no one dared to approach him.

He turned his head and glanced: "Get out."

Wu Qinglan froze on the spot as if his whole body had been hit on the head.

A river of blood flowed in front of the noon gate, just like the tragic scene when the old demon king passed away many years ago.

"Put me down."

It was clear that her voice was very soft, too soft to be noticed, but when it fell on Fu Xianzhi's ears, it was as heavy as tens of thousands of pounds.

He frowned: "You are still injured."

The scene just now was still lingering in his mind.

Fu Xianzhi never wanted to let go of her hand.

Seeing his stubbornness, Bai Nuannuan was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted and laughed briefly, sighing helplessly: "But it was my blood that dripped into the Demon Sheng Pot."

"Zheng-"

Feng Qingyao raised her sword to block the attack of a puppet, and threw it into the pile behind her like a piece of trash.

【warn!Sensing that the important supporting character Song Qingnuan was about to die, he also asked the host to prevent his death as soon as possible. 】

Before his mind could even follow his words, Fu Xianzhi's extremely desperate call suddenly sounded in his ears -

"Song Qingnuan!"

Feng Qingyao even despaired.

Why does Song Qingnuan always want to die? !

Thick clouds rolled, lightning flashed, and thunder exploded, lighting up most of the dark sky.

Sensing that her master's vital signs were constantly declining, Bai Que suddenly woke up and struggled to wake up from her space.

"Owner!"

As soon as he came out, he was hit on the head by an unexpected piece of gravel, which made Bai Que's head buzz and hurt.

The cold wind caused the bird to flutter vigorously, trying desperately to fly in the direction of Bai Nuannuan, but instead it was blown into a circle and was hurriedly caught by the snow fox.

The Shengyao Pot frantically sucked the blood from Bai Nuannuan's body, and the pain of excessive blood loss made her face turn pale.

She didn't know how long she had been experiencing this pain, but she suddenly felt her body become lighter. When she opened her eyes again, Fu Xianzhi was standing in front of her, reaching out to catch Bai Que.

His eyes were red and he threatened every word: "If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill her!"

Bai Que's eyes were full of tears, and he called her miserably: "Master, Bai Que finally rescued the master, please don't abandon Bai Que, okay?"

Bai Nuannuan opened her mouth, but surprisingly found that she could not say a word.

To be precise, they can't hear themselves.

But she just doesn't want to participate in these things anymore.

She had died so many times in her previous life. If it weren't for Jiang Yu, she might still have been trapped in the whirlpool of the unnecessary plot.

As long as she takes the opportunity to die, the plot of this plane will continue and she can escape from this circle smoothly.

"Everything should be like this..."

Bai Nuannuan murmured, but when she met Fu Xianzhi's eyes, her heart trembled unconsciously.

Bai Nuannuan hurriedly avoided his eyes and said "I'm sorry".

He turned around and jumped into the demon pot with an extremely decisive attitude.

He Qinghan was defeated miserably and fell to the ground like an autumn leaf. Looking at Bai Nuannuan's movements, his eyes were filled with madness.

"It is done! Everything is done!"

His Zhao'er——

Just in this thought, all the howling wind seemed to quiet down in this moment.

All the ghosts cried suddenly, being twisted and tightened, and all of them were sucked into the demon pot.

The red light flourished, and amid the roar of the wind and cranes, a figure faintly gathered in front of everyone.

He Qinghan stood up staggeringly.

"He actually used other people's evil spirit to force Concubine Yun into a green ghost!"

Taking one's life against the law of heaven is a disobedience.

The smile on He Qinghan's lips grew wider.

He had already taken a wisp of Qin Zhao's remnant soul into his body, and when the Demon Sheng Pot was absorbing his essence and blood, he secretly tampered with it.

He Qinghan has never spoken half the truth to Bai Nuannuan, everything is just to deceive her body, which is extremely talented!

Fu Xianzhi went crazy.

His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a kind of bloodthirsty coquettishness. When he looked at He Qinghan, there was only ice-cold hatred.

Every word carries a chilling and sinister tone.

"He Qinghan, I want you to be buried with him!"

Feng Qingyao couldn't stand the buzzing system in her mind, so she squatted on the ground and held her head to endure it.

[Please host correct the plot of the plane as soon as possible! 】

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Bai Nuannuan felt like she was dead.

I feel like I'm not dead again.

In the form of a soul, she watched Fu Xianzhi massacre the entire capital for her, and blood flowed into rivers.

Wu Qinglan and Meng Qingrong couldn't even block Fu Xianzhi's blow.

The monsters in the Demon Realm sensed the Demon Lord's aura and frantically tore apart the boundaries between the three realms, trying to climb out of the Demon Realm.

The whole three realms are in panic.

The worst thing was He Qinghan, who was tortured to a point worse than death at the hands of Xue Hu.

Bai Nuannuan felt relieved for a while.

How dare you lie to her!

But gradually, Bai Nuannuan realized that his eyes had become a little invisible.

She was always floating on this bloody and horrific ruins, feeling no pain or itching, and gradually faced the real death.

I don't know where it drifted to, but in the darkness, Bai Nuannuan noticed a warmth.

She was so cold that she couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Bai Nuannuan."

Her cold hands were suddenly grabbed by the man.

Bai Nuannuan opened her empty eyes and raised her eyes in confusion, trying hard to distinguish the sound.

She feels so familiar, and no one has called her that for a long time.

The god lowered his long eyelashes, pursed his lips tightly, and slowly pulled her into his arms without saying a word.

He pinched the back of her neck and sighed with regret: "Why do you look so embarrassed every time I see you?"