There is a tree in the mountain of demon immortals with broken sleeves

Jiang Muye himself was stunned: "Why not... brother, why... not brother...?"

Rong Zheng sneered at the side: "In your heart, this mortal is actually more important than your own brother."

Jiang Muye repeatedly vetoed, not daring to look at Jiang Weiqi: "No! No!"

Rong Zheng tugged at Jiang Muye: "Do you like that mortal?"

Jiang Muye cried loudly: "No, no, I miss my brother, I really want to choose my brother."

Rong Zheng tuned his spirit, the two daggers left the wall and aimed at the hearts of the two of them again, Rong Zheng grabbed Jiang Muye with one hand and controlled the two daggers with the other: "Then choose again, this time my hands won't shake anymore gone."

Jiang Muye: "No, no! I don't want to choose again!"

Jiang Weiqi said angrily: "Enough, I will choose for her!"

Rong Zheng snorted coldly: "Okay!"

Jiang Muye cried into tears, and kept shouting: "Brother, listen to me, brother!"

"Konoha." Jiang Weiqi squeezed out a smile: "Brother Qi knows everything, understands everything."

Rong Zheng said: "I seem to already know the answer in your heart."

Jiang Weiqi showed a devilish smile: "Don't be smart, you half a stinky fish can't figure out what I'm thinking!" Jiang Weiqi tried his best to summon the supernatural power of Shanggu in his body, seven fire tails came out one after another, Jiang Weiqi Seven shook the water plants to pieces.

Jiang Wei Qixin threw out a critical strike, shattering the water plants on the wall by the roots, Lou Fanqing escaped, all the guards heard the sound and pointed their swords at the two of them.

Rong Zheng let go of Jiang Muye and unleashed the Langle Sword. He twisted his neck: "Your fur is good!"

Jiang Weiqi summoned the Taisang Sword, and his soul followed him. Jiang Weiqi glared at Rongzheng viciously: "If you have the ability... come and get it!"

Lang Le sword strikes, Tai Sang sword meets, Lou Fanqing uses the flute as a sword, the spiritual power of the three directions explodes, shaking the water around the palace trembling, as if it is about to boil.

Those guards couldn't get close to the three of them at all.

Earlier, Rongzheng's guard gave them some Xixi grass, but when the guard entered the cage, he found Jiang Weiqi and Lou Fanqing in a coma.

The guard was afraid that the two of them would die, so he fed them a large amount of Xixi grass, and threw his own spiritual power to them.

After several hours of recovery, and the previous battle, the two had gained some experience in fighting in the water. Rong Zheng once again used the power of water to attack the two of them. , Lou Fanqing borrowed the power of the longevity flute to help.

The two joined forces to bounce back the force of the water, Rong Zheng's face became angry, and he raised his sword to slash. The two attacked while hiding, and everything in the palace was chopped to pieces.

After hundreds of rounds, Rongzheng's position was unstable, the soul rope restrained Rongzheng, Lou Fanqing continued to attack fiercely, and Jiang Weiqi's sword hit Rongzheng's back, where there is no scale at the junction of Xixia and Shark.

Rong Zheng staggered forward a few steps, his face full of bewilderment, the faint pain in his lower back prompted Rong Zheng to touch the wound with his backhand, seeing the blood on his hand, Rong Zheng was so angry that the demon spirit burst, The blue veins on his hands protruded like the roots of a tree that had broken through the ground.

Rongzheng withdrew his clothes and turned into that half-clear and half-shark appearance. He raised the Langle Sword and formed a huge sword spirit. The sword spirit pressed down, and the two escaped in danger. The sword spirit smashed down a corner of the palace.

Due to the turmoil of the molten demonic energy, the water flow in the sea of ​​love was also extremely unstable. In addition, a corner of the palace collapsed, and many debris and broken tiles kept falling from the roof.

Many guards who had no time to escape were smashed, their brains overflowing, Jiang Weiqi and Lou Fanqing continued to wrestle with Rong Zheng in the gradually crumbling palace, and Rong Zheng formed sword spirits again.

Jiang Muye fought with the group of guards, the sword spirit passed by, and the big night pearl on the top of the hall fell vertically, Lou Fanqing yelled: "Be careful!"

Jiang Muye looked up, and froze in place with fright, Jiang Weiqi jumped over, hugged Jiang Muye, and slid forward a few meters, avoiding the night pearl that fell from the sky, but not avoiding the road of Rong Zheng sword spirit.

Lou Fanqing was slashed by the sword spirit, spat out a mouthful of blood, Rong Zheng threw another critical blow, and the roof of the entire palace collapsed like an avalanche.

Jiang Weiqi knew that it was too late, so he leaned sideways and hugged Jiang Muye tightly in his arms, Rong Zheng and Lou Fanqing left the palace in time, and the other guards, along with the brothers and sisters of the Jiang family, were buried under the ruins.

Lou Fanqing looked at the ruins, terrified and at a loss, froze in place, unwilling to believe her eyes for a long time.

"Jiang Muju! Jiang Muju!" Lou Fanqing ran to the ruins, desperately pawing at the broken tiles, shouting while digging: "Jiang Muju! Jiang Weiqi! Where are you! Answer me quickly! !Ginger wood!"

This battle awakened the melting heart of killing again. He waved the Langle sword and shouted indiscriminately: "Those who deceive me cannot live! Those who hurt me cannot live! Those who are ruthless cannot live..."

Those guards stepped forward to protect Rong Zheng, but Rong Zheng raised the Langle Sword and brutally slashed them to death. Rong Zheng's almost perverted laughter was mixed with the guards' shrill and hopeless screams.

Lou Fanqing was digging desperately on the ruins, digging for a long time before digging out a small hole, but his hands were already pierced by the debris, blood was mixed with dust in his hands, and he couldn't tell what was blood. which are meat.

Lou Fanqing's vision was also blurred, hot tears fell drop by drop, onto the back of his hand, and fell into the ruins. Since Lou Fanqing could remember, this was the first time he felt despair and panic. tears.

In fact, Lou Fanqing himself didn't quite understand why he had such a mentality, he only knew that when the roof of the temple collapsed, his heart... hurt.

The killing continued, and those guards fled in all directions. They had completely given up on this king, this cruel and ruthless king.

Looking around, the resentful spirits disturbed, panic spread, the blood had already dyed the bottom of the lake red, the corpses were piled up into half a mountain, and the whole sea of ​​love turned into hell.

Those who were dead were trampled on the ground, those who were not dead ran for their own lives, Gu Huai who was locked in a water plant cage was also trying to escape, Miao Wan'er recovered some strength, Tiaoling broke the binding Caring for aquatic plants.

Gu Huai picked up Miao Wan'er and was about to run away. As soon as the two of them got out of the cage, they turned their heads and saw that Rong Zheng was holding the bloody Lang Le sword in front of them.

Rong Zheng's expression was distorted, a half-smile was not a smile, extremely weird: "Don't go, stay with me!"

Gu Huai turned around and ran, Rong Zheng swung his sword and slashed, the long sword was about to fall on Gu Huai, when a broken pile flew from a distance, blocking Rong Zheng's sword.

Looking in the direction from which the stake flew, Lou Fanqing was standing on top of the ruins, holding a long life flute in his hand, the tears on his face were still wet, and there was a terrifying murderous look on the tip of his hair.

Rong Zheng turned his gaze and sneered: "You are not a mortal at all."

Lou Fanqing didn't say a word, stared at him coldly, and laughed loudly: "It's the first time I meet something that can't see the real body, this king must pull out the soul today, and see it clearly and clearly. In vain!" After speaking, Rong Zheng attacked Lou Fanqing, and Lou Fanqing responded with a flute.

The two fought for several rounds, Lou Fanqing was beaten until he vomited three liters of blood, Rong Zheng said contemptuously: "Ants are always ants, but I still have to admit that you are a bit special than other ants."

Lou Fanqing half-knelt, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeves, he sneered and said, "Master, I am quite special, from now on, I will play with you stinky fish!"

Rong Zheng: "The dead duck has a hard mouth, it's already at this time, what else do you have?"

Lou Fanqing didn't respond, just played the longevity flute softly, the sound of the flute turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards Rong Zheng, Rong Zheng blocked it with a single hand.

Lou Fanqing continued to play unhurriedly, the sound of the flute echoed in the sea of ​​love, Lou Fanqing usually likes to nest in the magic palace bookstore, flipping through those ancient books and studying the formation weapons in the book.

Thousands of years ago, he happened to see a demon soul blood formation that could be driven by the sound of a flute. At that time, he only memorized the formation moves, but did not actually practice it. Now that it was imminent, he had no choice but to take a gamble.

In this sea of ​​love, there are countless bones. When passing through the undercurrent array and Baigu Mountain before, Lou Fanqing felt that the resentment at the bottom of the lake was incomparable.

The sound of the flute kept echoing in his ears. Rong Zheng thought it was nothing at first, but a large formation suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea of ​​love. Rong Zheng was a little panicked, and he began to attack with his sword.

Gu Huai put Miao Wan'er in a safe place, then turned back to help Lou Fanqing, Gu Huai temporarily blocked Rong Zheng, Lou Fanqing stepped up his formation, and at a critical moment, he suddenly got stuck.

There was a moment in the middle that he suddenly forgot, and it seemed that Gu Huai was about to be beaten to death by Rong Zheng, but he just couldn't remember it.

Rong Zheng beat Gu Huai until he passed out, the formation still hadn't been formed, Lou Fanqing was still trying his best to recall and keep trying.

With a wave of Rong Zheng's hand, Lou Fanqing was sent flying, and Lou Fanqing hugged the longevity flute tightly: "Think quickly, think quickly!"

Rong Zheng stood in the center of the formation and raised his sword: "If you die, maybe you can remember it!" Rong Zheng raised his sword and jumped in the air, and the sense of crisis brought that memory out of the depths of his mind.

Lou Fanqing continued to play the flute, and when the Langyue sword was about to fall on Lou Fanqing's head.

The demon soul blood formation formed, and tens of thousands of demon souls came out of the formation with the sea of ​​love and resentment, crazily biting Rongzheng. Rong Zheng screamed in pain.

Lou Fanqing was paralyzed in the formation, looking at the demon soul and wraith in front of her, she felt startled, and couldn't help clenching the longevity flute in her hand.

The resentful spirit wrapped Rongzheng into a black rice dumpling, and after a miserable scream, Rongzheng was torn into pieces, and tens of thousands of scarlet blood floated in the formation.

Lou Fanqing transformed into a small white porcelain bottle, filled the whole bottle, melted to death, all the resentful spirits and demon souls got into the formation, and the formation disappeared.

Lou Fanqing looked at the bottle of shark blood in his hand, and said in a low voice: "In the cycle of karma, you must always have a little kindness in your heart, so that you can live in the world."

Lou Fanqing looked at the ruins, feeling lost: "Jiang Mutou..."

When Lou Fanqing lost his mind, a small stone on the ruins suddenly rolled down, and then there was a "jingle ding dong" collision sound.

Lou Fanqing ran over in a hurry, and after removing a boulder, Minghunsuo stuck his head out. As soon as he saw the Minghunsuo, Lou Fanqing knew that the two of them must be under the ruins.

Both Lou Fanqing and Gu Huai started digging with their bare hands. It didn't take long before they saw Jiang Weiqi's back. Lou Fanqing shouted excitedly: "Jiang Mutou!"

After digging out all the miscellaneous things on both sides, I saw the other end of the life soul rope tightly wrapped around the waists of the Jiang family brothers and sisters. Gu Huai checked the condition of the two foxes. It's just that Jiang Weiqi was slightly injured by Rong Zheng's sword.

After taking the healing pills given by Gu Huai, Lou Fanqing placed the two foxes in a side room, and Lou Fanqing stood beside Jiang Muye blankly, the word 'Lou Fanqing' kept echoing in her ears.

Lou Fanqing showed a trace of shyness on his face, and read out brokenly: "Stupid fox..."

The next day, Jiang Muye, who was more seriously injured, woke up first. As soon as he opened his eyes, Jiang Muye clamored to see Jiang Weiqi.

Lou Fanqing led her to the next room, Jiang Muye was lying on the bedside, feeling extremely guilty, tears streaming down his face, afraid of waking Jiang Weiqi up, so suppressed his voice and sobbed softly.

Lou Fanqing patted Jiang Muye's back lightly: "Brother Jiang is fine, don't worry, just sleep for a while and you'll wake up."

Jiang Muye kept guarding and refused to leave, and Lou Fanqing stayed by her side the whole time.

At dusk, Jiang Weiqi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Muye repeatedly shouted: "Brother! Brother!"

Jiang Weiqi opened his eyes, and Jiang Muyexiong pounced on him: "Brother, I'm sorry!"

Jiang Weiqi wiped the back of Jiang Muye's head: "Stupid girl, you did nothing wrong, so you don't need to apologize."

Jiang Muye only cried but didn't speak, Lou Fanqing silently exited the side room, sat on the ruins, his eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Muye cried for a while, and Jiang Weiqi whispered in her ear again: "Muye, Brother Seven doesn't blame you, really."

Jiang Muye: "My brother protects...protects me so much, but I...choose...choose him, I really...have no conscience!"

"Stupid fox, it's not heartless." Jiang Weiqi chuckled lightly, with a bitter expression on his face: "My little fox...is heartbroken."

The two foxes and Lou Fanqing recuperated in the sea of ​​love for a few days, and by the way helped Gu Huai clean up the mess in the sea of ​​love. Gu Huai was established as the new king of the sea of ​​love, and the three bid farewell to Gu Huai and Miao Wan'er.

Standing on the ruins of the palace, Gu Huai opened up the lake with the Lang Le Sword, opening a path from the bottom of the lake to the ground. Gu Huai and Miao Wan'er personally sent the three of them to the ground and watched them leave.

Jiang Weiqi still called out the sparrow feathers, and the three of them rode on the sparrow feathers and continued to go north, heading for the mysterious ice illusion. Lou Fanqing took out the small porcelain bottle in his bosom, and handed it to Jiang Weiqi: "This is the shark's blood."

Jiang Weiqi took the bottle and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. They didn't know Rong Zheng's past, and they didn't have the heart to think about the past of a sinner.

Poor people must be hateful, and hateful people must also be pitiful. This sentence is not without reason.

They bore the fruit for the cause they planted, and Rong Zheng paid for the sins they committed. Anyway, these flowers watered by blood are too dazzling.