Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Walking on the arch bridge of Xuanye Avenue, feeling the warm light and the warm breeze blowing on his face, Jiang Fan shrank his neck, feeling as if he was standing next to an ice sculpture, and the uncontrollable cold air penetrated his clothes. Drill.

He licked his lips and glanced at Jingliu quietly, only to find that her cold face was even more frosty, as if all the pedestrians present owed her eight million dollars, and her whole body was exuding The aura of "Keep strangers away, otherwise they will be killed without mercy".

He hesitated for a while, then moved the various foods that were piled as high as a hill towards her, and cautiously asked tentatively: "Jingliu, do you want to eat? There are some hot buns from Lao Ang's house, and also There are candied haws from the one in the south of the city, a cup of hot milk tea with L-cocoa powder, and your favorite sticky rice with bamboo sticks..."

Jingliu glanced at him coldly: "As a cloud cavalry soldier, how unbecoming is it to carry a pile of food while patrolling? Do you think you should throw all this food over to support the enemy to death when an emergency occurs? Just throw it away."

"Can I take a bite of each one and throw it away?" Jiang Fan looked at the mountain-like pile of food in his arms, a trace of physical pain flashed in his eyes, and even his tail drooped, losing energy.

These foods were all given to him by kind-hearted female diners when he passed the stores on Xuanye Avenue. He originally wanted to refuse with a wave of his hand. After all, he was already a qualified Yunqi soldier, and he still knew that during working hours, You can't fish.

But the reasons given by these female diners were beyond his ability to refute. How could he protect them when they were hungry? If you don't taste the food yourself, how do you know if the ingredients they use are good? The army and the people are one family, so does he want to destroy the unity between the army and the people?

These righteous reasons left him speechless, and he could only accept them silently. But who knew that along the way, they would unknowingly pile up into a small mountain.

"There's poison in it. Throw it away. If you want to eat it, I'll buy it for you." Jingliu grabbed Jiang Fan's shoulders and dragged him towards the trash can.

Jiang Fan looked at the hot milk tea with cocoa powder that was very close at hand, and then looked at Jingliu who was always staring ahead. He quietly leaned forward, trying to take a sip before parting with the milk tea, but he couldn't. Before his lips touched the straw, Jingliu's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"I advise you to be honest with your mouth, there is poison in it."

Jiang Fan shrank his head, not understanding how he was exposed. It wasn't until he glanced at his tail inadvertently that he realized that his tail was swaying and swaying, bringing up gusts of breeze. It must have been because he was so proud of his intelligence just now. When giving a like, the wind from his tail accidentally hit Jingliu's thigh.

But isn’t this amazing? Is it true that just by moving her tail, she can know what she is thinking by relying on the wind flapping her tail? How is this different from roundworms in the stomach? Jiang Fan thought wildly in his mind.

Jiang Fan stood by the trash can, watching helplessly as the mountain of food in his arms was thrown into the trash can one by one, especially the cup of hot milk tea with L-cocoa powder. He was so greedy that he wanted to jump in and grab it. Come out and hold him in your arms, dragon nature is greedy, how can you blame him?

Just when Jiang Fan was feeling sad about his milk tea, a painful roar suddenly exploded not far from his ears, followed by the panicked shouts of the crowd and the sound of dense footsteps. In just a blink of an eye, the street was completely empty. It was a mess.

Just when Jiang Fan turned around to look, Jingliu had already drawn out his long sword and came forward. The person fighting Jingliu was not some remnant of fertility, but the devil's yin body, which was also the fate of the immortal species...

Demon Yin body is the fateful result of the immortal seed, and it is also the disadvantage of enjoying the benefits of immortality. There are clear regulations in the Yunqi Army. Those who fall into Demon Yin body will have their six chens reversed, and their human relations will be lost. Those who encounter Demon Yin body will No matter how brilliant and great the other person’s identity was in his previous life, he must be killed without mercy.

Jingliu swung his sword very quickly, and each sword could penetrate into the critical part of Mo Yin's body. Jiang Fan could only vaguely see a flash of the sword trailing silver light, as if the entire scene was completely empty. Without Jiang Fan taking action, Jingliu's skills could completely kill the demonic Yin body without any damage.

Jiang Fan pulled out Qingyu and prepared to join the battle and advance and retreat with Jingliu. But just as he expressed his desire to fight, Jingliu opened the demon body with a sword, looked at him with his eyes, and said coldly. It sounded in his ears, "No need to take action, I will just protect you."

Jiang Fan was silent as he watched Jingliu wielding his sword gracefully, thinking to himself, you thought I was the sick guy who always slept in class and coughed after running a few steps. I was dragged by you every morning before the bell rang. After practicing more, I have been transformed a long time ago, and now I can be regarded as a master of the generation.

Jiang Fan was thinking wildly when a sound of something falling to the ground sounded in his ears. He raised his head and looked forward. Jingliu was inserting the long sword back into the scabbard. She lowered her head and looked at the demonic body at her feet. He was silent and didn't speak, as if he was deep in thought.

"What's wrong? Are you injured? Raise your arm and let me see..." Jiang Fan trotted over and got close to Jingliu, looking up and down carefully. He raised his hand and poked here and there, for fear that the demon's Yin body would be harmed. Jingliu cut a wound.

After Jingliu was silent for a while, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Jiang Fan's profile, and said softly, "Jiang Fan... If one day I also fall into the demon body... I hope you can end my life."

Jiang Fan paused and said in a muffled voice: "The lifespan of our Mingchi Clan is much shorter than yours... You should say this to me in the next life..."

He lowered his head and stopped talking. He walked behind Jingliu and looked at her back to see if there were any wounds. His long black hair hung down so that no one could see his expression. The two of them were silent and neither of them spoke. There were heavy footsteps. Came vaguely from the end of the street, it was the Yunqi Army who had received the information.

"Demon Yin Body..." He whispered softly, golden light flashed in his pupils.