The little general is a pretty wolf wife

Bai Jiu shook his head in disbelief, he tried his best to hug Yuan Jia tightly, the snowflakes fell bigger and bigger, fell on the hair, face, and finally fell on the eyelashes that would never open again .扌(木木??﹏??木木) Wei

Bai Jiu sat with empty eyes, and tears kept falling from his red eyes.

At this time, a faint golden light shone from around Yuan Jia's body, becoming more and more intense.Bai Jiu's eyes became brighter, and the familiar aroma of wine became stronger and stronger. With a long and gentle breath, Bai Jiu saw that the body in his arms slowly rose up and floated in mid-air.The golden light was so dazzling that Bai Jiu had to close his eyes.

There is the sound of cold wind in my ears.

When the golden light faded and Bai Jiu could finally open his eyes, Yuan Jia's body lay quietly not far in front of him.Bai Jiujiu was about to crawl over, when an illusory figure descended from the sky and stopped in front of him.

White clothes are better than snow, and gold threads are dense and luxurious.Looking at Bai Jiu with a distressed smile on the corner of his mouth, the wind and snow seemed to calm down for a moment. After looking forward to it for many years, is this day finally coming?

"Xianjun...Yuanlang..." Bai Jiu uttered in a daze, he stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to touch the phantom, the phantom suddenly receded into the air behind him uncontrollably.

Bai Jiu lost his hands, tried to get up but felt pain in his legs and then fell to his knees, his eyes followed the phantom anxiously.

The moment his gaze froze, Bai Jiu's whole body turned cold, and he had never been so desperate before.

The throat of the golden phantom was firmly grasped by a person floating in the air. The snow-skinned and red-eyed emperor was extremely coquettish.

Bai Jiu couldn't see the phantom's expression, he could only see the icy face of the Emperor of Heaven and the madness in his eyes.

Those cold jade hands are clenched tighter and tighter, and the golden light is getting weaker and weaker...

Bai Jiu shook his head, he yelled no more at the top of his lungs, the veins on the side of his neck seemed to burst out, Bai Jiu gritted his teeth and leaped vigorously, the exhausted demon power came back with burning pain all over his body, Then a huge snow wolf waved its huge paws and grabbed Dong Heng with the sound of howling and piercing wind. Dong Heng smiled and waved his hands casually, and then the snow wolf flew back like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, Qinglie's phoenix cry sounded, and when the huge fiery red wings spread out, they whizzed all the way and lifted the trees, then wrapped the snow wolf tightly, and then slowly fell to the ground.

After transforming into a human form, Feng Qing supported Bai Jiujiu, who couldn't even stand still, and looked up into the sky. The time and space were frozen by the wind and snow, and what caught my eye was the scene of Dong Heng clenching his fists indifferently, and then, the faint The phantom shatters the white light scene bit by bit.

Like fireflies flying all over the sky in the summer night, walking around, gathering is the most beautiful watch of love in the world, and scattering is an irresistible thought.

That fragmented light, can no longer hold on to that pale human form.Bai Jiu could only watch the phantom's last gentle look back with his eyes open, and it was scattered to nowhere in Dong Heng's waving sleeves.

A tear of blood dripped slowly from Bai Jiu's red eyes and fell into the blank snow.The dream is broken, the dream that has been guarded for hundreds of years is broken...

nothing left…

Bai Jiu fell to the ground dejectedly...For a moment, he seemed to know no pain, no sorrow, no joy, no reason why he was still alive...

Feng Qing also watched Yuan Jia's primordial spirit being crushed in shock.

Dong Heng looked at them indifferently, and looked up at the sky with a solemn face.Large swaths of dark clouds gathered together, and there was a faint rumble of thunder, and in the gaps in the clouds, purple lightning like a giant python could be seen.

coming!

Dong Heng retreated violently, countless lightning snakes tearing apart the sky and coming, causing the sky to shatter and the earth to shatter and the mountains and rivers to shake!Thousands of rushing thunders rolled over with an aura of destroying heaven and earth!

As if the entire time and space were about to collapse and be destroyed, Feng Qing, who stubbornly took Bai Nineteen to avoid the thunder and lightning, finally couldn't bear the pain of Shenhai's shattering, and Bai Nineteen fainted on the ground. At that moment, he subconsciously scolded him all the time. The stupid wolf, the stupid wolf, was protecting him.

The purple thunder and lightning were still gathering in the air, and a huge gray-black vortex was formed between the changing wind and clouds, as if a hole had been pierced in the sky.

Blood dripped from the corner of Bai Ao's mouth while holding the nine-tailed green fox, and his knees were trembling. This is the power and power of miracles!

With blood pouring out of his mouth, the Demon Emperor, the Lord of the World, had to kneel down, and he lowered his head unwillingly, "Welcome to the Demon God!"

In the distant demon world, thousands of demons bowed their heads and cheered, the demon god came to the world, and the belief in the demon world came.

From the vortex, stepped out a figure, handsome in black, with starry eyes, extremely fairy-like appearance, born to be a demon god, the moment he appeared, all the visions returned to calm.The wind and snow began to wreak havoc again, as if everything just now was just a human nightmare, and after waking up from the dream, everything returned to the original.

The man smiled gently, and with a flash of unsteady figure, he came to Dong Heng who was clutching his chest. With a wave of his hand, there was a hot palm print on the jade face of the Lord of the Heaven Realm.

Dong Heng looked coldly at the flower in front of him and was pinched by the back of his neck, and he carried it away like a small animal.

A man's gentle and calm voice came from the void: "Yuan Jia, I'll take him back to the demon world first to settle the score. You have been crushed to pieces, first think about how to recover as soon as possible."

After a while, the golden light in front of the comatose Feng Qing and Bai Jiu condensed into a human form, which looked like a phantom that had just been crushed.

"Finally, it's out..." After a long sigh, this Yuan Jia looked at the little general who was being protected by Feng Qing.

Memories from the two lifetimes came one after another, and they were clearly fused in my mind. It was Linxi the Immortal Lord, Yuan Jia the Prime Minister, and the god who had been trapped for tens of thousands of years in the impasse of killing gods...

But no matter what, he is Bai Shijiu's sweetheart, the little general's Yuan Lang.

Yuan Jia crouched in front of the two of them, feeling sour in his heart.He stretched out his hand to push Feng Qing away, but he couldn't do anything yet.

Dong Heng crushed his soul and let him die early, everything has not recovered yet.Fingertips passed through Feng Qing's body, Yuan Jia frowned and stayed on the face of his little general.

He coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, when I come back, no one in the Three Realms can bully you anymore."

He looked tenderly and reluctantly, then looked helplessly at his stiff and white body covered with wind and snow, and sighed, afraid that he would be sad for a while...

He couldn't stay any longer, Yuan Jia's figure disappeared in this place after all.

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The audience is plain.

In the captured city, there was a funeral before it could be reorganized.

All the soldiers of the Yu clan brought with them had white silk wrapped around their heads.

On the City Lord's Mansion, two huge white lanterns were shaking by the cold wind.