Quarreling every day is said to be a show of affection

He unhurriedly took out a handful of flamingo feathers and crocodile scales from the space in his body that he had forgotten where he was, and pointed at the killing formation in the form of a phantom formation with the roots of the hairs and the layers of dried flesh under the scales. Shun Kun and Xi Yuan, who were resisting in the middle, were thrown away.

Therefore, Shun Kun and Qi Yuan, who were fighting every step of the way, suddenly felt a change in front of them. They only felt a piercing pain all over their bodies, and an invisible big hand scraped off the scales and feathers on their bodies with an irresistible force. Down.

Even in the demon world, they are two people who have always stood at the peak of power, but now they are like fish on a sword, unable to refute, while urging their essence and blood to try all possible ways to escape, while looking helplessly at the scales and feathers on their bodies. Hulala's body was scraped away, revealing the pitted flesh, that feeling...

Kong Lingyu looked at the expressions of the two people in the formation with enjoyment, and moved his hands itchy. After all, he regretted that he didn't really go forward and kill them.

Not to mention that he has not recovered to his heyday at this time, and he only has the cultivation base of the demon king. Can he retreat and kill the two of them? Let the body reduce some murders.

Of course, except for the other party who actively has murderous intentions towards him.

Thinking of this, he shook his head regretfully, disappeared in place with a single movement, and went to join Jing Ling.

As for how long after he left, the two finally escaped from the terrifying illusion, looking at the scales and feathers all over the place, hehe, Kong Lingyu said that this is what he wanted.

Qi Yuan: "It's my scales, it's all my scales." And it's the whole body, with dried skin.

Shun Kun: "... mine too."

Shun Kun pinched one of the feathers with the most flesh, checked the degree of dryness of the flesh, the fingers in his hand moved, and a gleam of light gleamed in his eyes.

After a long time, bead-sized beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face was bluish and white.

"What, what's wrong?"

Shun Kun: "The law of time! There is a law of time on this feather!"

Qi Yuan was stunned, that is to say, these scales and feathers really belonged to them, not a hallucination, "The future?"

They were never stripped of their scales in the past, so are they from their future selves?

The two looked at each other, and they fought coldly.In this way, the two of them didn't want the different fires anymore, they didn't want to explore the secret realm anymore, and they didn't even have the mood to go to the upcoming Sanzhou Martial Arts Competition. After hastily saying goodbye to each other, they quietly returned to the cave to go to the death test went.

It was also because of the two people's shut-in, that Kong Lingyu escaped when he was calculated and started to liquidate again later, which is another story.

This trip to the secret realm not only allowed Ming Xinhuo to advance to the next level, but also allowed Jing Ling to harvest a bunch of treasures, as well as a new follower, Minggouhuo, it was a worthwhile trip.

Finally returned to Sukun Island, Jing Ling felt relieved.

Thinking of Kong Lingyu's sudden kiss on his forehead before he finally entered the range of Sukun Island, Jing Ling became angry for a while. This man must be so unscrupulous because he couldn't do anything to his own body.

How could he be so shameless!

At this time, there are only 30 years left before the Sanzhou Martial Arts Competition. Although Jing Ling didn't feel that long in the secret realm, in the final contest with the ghost fire, he spent ten years with a flick of his fingers. Years.

Jingling exchanged all kinds of earth-centered fires collected for Mingxinhuo in recent years as raw materials, in exchange for strands of flames from the underworld fire, upgraded his weapon fire, and began a more than [-]-year-long retreat.

As for Kong Lingyu, who got a little oily at the end, facing the gate of the cave that had been closed for a long time, he smiled meaningfully: "I have already entered your space..." Don't you think that with the five-color divine light of the peacock clan, you really have to have it? Is it possible for him to enter the space once, and still be able to keep him out?

It's just that he vaguely remembered that Zhang Sheng's story had something to say, and he couldn't pursue it too closely.

Chu Qin was stunned by the cheeky peacock who thought he was magnanimous in front of him.

20 years later, when Jing Ling went out again due to time constraints, it was less than half a year before the Sanzhou Martial Arts Competition, and tens of thousands of demon kings and demon cultivators from Sanzhou had already gathered on Sukun Island, bustling and overcrowded.

Jing Ling opened the cave, looked at the bright sun and the emerald green hills, and felt refreshed.

Without notifying his followers, he slowly set foot on Sukun City, on his way to Yi Dan Pavilion, his home.

Ming Xinhuo had already stabilized his cultivation base in the mirror spirit space. This transformation allowed his external cultivation base to break through to the Demon Emperor Realm in one fell swoop. The good Ningfang jade talisman, like a rabbit fleeing into the forest, rushed into the downtown area first.

Jing Ling glanced at the corner of his mouth, looked at the small beard that was curled up by two ruffians, ruined the gentle and dignified face, and then looked at the posture of the other party who couldn't stop with a mouthful like rain after a long drought, He took two steps back calmly and distanced himself from him.

"Hey, Xiaoyao, why do you grow your armpit hair so long, because it will make your Yeluocao sell better?"

"No, that's to seduce everyone who comes to ask me that question, and then give him a slap in the face!"

Chickens fly and dogs jump...

"Bastard, look at the dragonfly above his head, it's definitely the ugliest dragonfly I've ever seen, bar none!"

"Sorry, the dragonfly you mentioned is my great-grandson!"

Restless...

"Hahahahaha, the red-eyed little rabbit in the hands of that blue-eyed rabbit monster, they are definitely not the same breed!"

"I'm just poisoned."

Crowing and barking...

Jing Ling: "..." He really didn't want to admit that he knew this guy, it would make him feel ashamed.

Entered the Yidan Pavilion through the back door, found Guan Sanniang, sorted out the orders received recently, looked through the pre-ordered list of pills that Guan Sanniang had recorded, and wanted him to take orders, and replenished the inventory After a while, I asked if there was any latest news on Sukun Island.

Then Jing Ling heard hundreds of gossip from Guan Sanniang:

The Vulture Clan came a while ago, Xiao Zhuo was escorted back to the inner wall of the clan, and went to restore the relationship, and he should come back after a while...

Yue Nong has successfully advanced to the Yaojun Realm, and took Qinghen out to play...

Since Zhu Bao came out of the secret realm a while ago, he found a place to retreat, and now he has successfully advanced to the late stage of the demon king, and he has made rapid progress...

Zhe Dong developed a large group of like-minded pig friends and dog friends on Sukun Island, and started his second round of aesthetic career of torturing all monsters...

Until the end, Guan Sanniang spit out a piece of news that she thought was insignificant: "A few months ago, a demon king named Ding Tang came here to seek a duel with the demon king, and after learning that the king was in seclusion, he left again. "

Jing Ling's eyes widened: "... Ding Tang?" Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding Tang?

Although Guan Sanniang didn't know what it meant, she nodded and said: "There is also a demon king named Ding Ling who has come to find you several times recently."

Jing Ling swallowed calmly, and was just about to raise his hand to create another face for himself, when he suddenly felt a figure approaching quickly behind him, he was on one side, avoiding the opponent's impact, and clasped the opponent's shoulder with one hand , waited for the hand to turn into a sharp claw, and slammed it down, tearing off a piece of the opponent's arm, but heard the opponent scold: "Brother Jingling, I hurt!"

Jing Ling: "..." Damn it, it was Ding Ling!

I didn't look at Feng Shui when I went out!God wants to kill me!

He let go of his hand suddenly, and calmly avoided Rou Yi who was stretched out by the other party, and took half a step back, "So it's Dingling Demon King, long time no see."

"Hmph." Ding Ling rubbed her shoulder angrily, she almost didn't know that her shoulder was about to be separated from her, and raised her eyebrows coquettishly, "I've been coming to Sukun Island for a long time, I'm here to find you, You are in seclusion, go to look for brother Ling Yu, brother Ling Yu ignores me, hehe, what are you guys up to?"

Jing Ling: "It seems that you came as soon as I retreated, but it's just a shallow relationship." So, you can turn around and go back home.

"Hey, actually I was held in seclusion for a long time by my elder sister today. I just came out of the seclusion and was going to go shopping, and I met you. Are we destined?"

Jing Ling: "...It's just a coincidence." God knows, he doesn't want this fate at all.

"Brother Jingling, since you rarely come out once, why don't we go for a walk together, this Sukun City hasn't been visited well yet."

Jing Ling: "No..."

"However, I did meet an interesting older sister named Huo'er. She is not in good health. Brother Jing Ling, you are an alchemist. Why don't you go and help her?"

Jing Ling, who had already thought of dozens of words to refuse, suddenly lit up at the bottom of his eyes, swallowed back the words, and said, "I have heard of this Huoer girl who likes to help others. Why don't I go and have a look."

Ding Ling nodded with a smile, a feeling of displeasure suddenly surged in his heart. He didn't know why he felt displeased after the other party agreed to go. He reached out to grab Jing Ling, but he inadvertently dodged it. What are you being stingy about, one or two don't like to be touched by others."

Jing Ling: "We are doing this to you." He has not forgotten the sugar that will pop up at any time!

"Why are you not you? Who are you and whom are you referring to?" Ding Ling suddenly raised an eyebrow, his eyebrows were cold, and his eyes almost popped out.

Jing Ling: "..." He refers to the present him, and the past him!really not talking about anyone else...

Seeing that Ding Ling's eyes widened and his nose pushed, he was about to enter the crazy stage, Jing Ling grabbed a handful of pear flower candies from the space, and stuffed it into Ding Ling's mouth.

Ding Ling, who immediately forgot the emotion just now and ate sweets happily: "..."

Jing Ling quietly let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although this girl's emotions come and go quickly, they also go quickly, otherwise he would never go with her.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Ming felt angry: "..." He said it as if he was not the one who would forget to chat after drinking tea, but that was sugar, I'll go buy some and have a taste.

Minggouhuo: "Your Majesty, people who can still be fooled by this method of emotional transfer are really stupid!"

Jing Ling: "Shut up!"

Before leaving the downtown area together with Ding Ling, Jing Ling turned his head and glanced at the densely packed crowd. There, there was a pair of beautiful people standing side by side, the handsome man and the beautiful woman.

Jing Ling watched the man lose his mind for a moment when he appeared under the banshee's charming smile, and frowned calmly.

That kid Liping, he couldn't have been "surrendered" by Zhiwei so easily.

He lightly probed the follow rune in his palm with his spiritual sense, and he let out a sigh of relief after finding that there was nothing abnormal: it's fine if there is nothing, and he will know the specific situation when he looks at it another day.

In the quaint small courtyard of Lingzhu, fluttering silkworm gauze curtains, a girl in a bright yellow goose shirt is holding a round fan in her hand, coughing gently, with a morbid look on her brows, which seems to have a natural sadness, which makes people can't help but run up Soothe him.

In fact, Ding Ling really did this.

Jing Ling was at the end, looking at the girl in front of her who was foolishly rushing up to ask for warmth, and then at the girl on the recliner who was coughing as if she was out of breath, her slightly sickly pale pink lips curled in disdain: Long time no see , this guy's face is getting thicker and thicker.

In his eyes, all disguises are invisible.But how could this master pretending to be sick and addicted appear here?