The world is the only double in the world

On the table, the eyes popped out, the throat was cut, and he died of exhaustion.

The veil hanging from the black hat was fluttering in the wind. When Wu Ya walked around the corner, he heard a "whoosh" and immediately caught a short arrow flying towards him with his fingers.

He fumbled for the short arrow, and through the black veil, he saw the bumpy handwriting on the arrow's body, which caught his eyes.

——This fire is not fire.

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"The evil fire burns?"

"Yes."

Helian Guxue looked at Xifeng, smiled lightly and said, "What do you think it means?"

Xi Feng thought about it for a while, and then said: "The icy sky fire lotus is extremely difficult to find. It needs to be cultivated in an ice pool. It takes decades to absorb the essence of the sun and moon to infuse the petals with color, and then burn in the fire for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. , so that it can integrate the absorbed essence into the flowers and leaves, and finally it must be watered with the water of Tianshan Mountain."

Gu Xue chuckled, among the "Four Envoys", Xi Feng has the most research on medical skills. "continue."

"So according to my subordinates' inference, if Yu Qingran wants to hide the ice and sky fire lotus, she must not leave the burning fire, otherwise she will wither."

Xifeng raised his head, and a light flashed in his eyes instantly: "Looking at the world, there is only one place where there is a supply of fire, and there is a place where the ice water of Tianshan Mountain flows through."

Red eyes raised slightly: "Where?"

"The Scarlet Fire Tower."

The World: The Only Two in the World 【Volume 055】Chapter [-] Reminiscing about Sadness and Sadness

章节字数：3235更新时间：10-04-1512:27

In the dark corridor, crystal hydrangea lamps flutter, and the hollowed-out pavilion windows are shining with colorful colors.

Fengxing Wulei walked through the corridor, a ray of sunlight dazzled him, and he saw an evil man in a white robe standing in front of a large field of fiery red poppies, with strange dark purple long hair fluttering like fluff.

The poppies blooming warmly are full of bewitching red awns, like flames, exhaling a deadly and intoxicating breath.

Nongyue fiddled with the poppy petals, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, Fengxing knew without tears that it was a flower seed cultivated by countless dead souls.

The beautiful petals are made of human flesh and blood, and the bone marrow is the essence. Their branches and vines are entwined and meandering, presenting a bewitching and bewitching beauty.

"Wu Lei, where have you been?" Nong Yue never looked back, stroking the petals with her slender fingers, as if stroking/stroking a beloved pet.

Fengxing Wulei did not answer, and his handsome face showed no expression.

Nongyue turned around and walked in front of him, her purple eyes permeated with a cold and oppressive luster.

"Remember the oath you swore when you worshiped me/Sun Moon Sect?"

Fengxing has no tears in his eyes, how could he not remember...

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Time flies, Baiyun Canggou.

Eight years ago, in the same poppy bushes, a charming young man with deep purple hair stood in front of him. His enchanting face was like a curse of heart, deeply imprinted in his heart.

The young man's glaring eyes seemed unreal, from the moment Fengxing Wulei saw him, he couldn't bear to look into those evil eyes.

"Raise your head." The young man snarled, his voice was so harsh that he was suffocated at such a young age.

The 17-year-old Fengxing raised his head timidly without tears, and was stiff for a long time. At that moment, he finally understood what "thrilling" was!

"your name."

"Fengxing, no tears."

The young man slightly hooked his lips, like a blood-colored Roland flower in full bloom, waiting for the moment when it will bloom enchantingly.

"From now on, I, Nongyue, will be your master."

"Yes."

Those deadly and bewitching eyes were as sharp as an awl, piercing deeply into Feng Xing's tearless heart. He clearly remembered that proud eyes that dominated his life.

The boy said, you must be like your name and never shed tears.

At that moment, Fengxing Wulei swallowed the Bloodthroat Pill without hesitation, imprinting the fetters of swearing allegiance to the death in his own life.

Never betray.

For eight years, the enchanting young man walked amidst the blood and corpses, and grew up slowly soaked in the killing.

He became more and more dazzling, covering the bloody ground with deadly poison, destroying countless souls with a snap of his fingers.

Fengxing Wulei followed behind him, looked at him, smiled and crushed the other's heart again and again, insensitive.

He didn't know what happened to this young man, and he didn't know what was behind that demon face.But he could feel that the breath of darkness and despair was constantly eroding those deep purple eyes, scorning everything in the world in the area of ​​sin.

endlessly.

The bleak autumn wind roared unscrupulously in a maple forest. Every year, Feng Xing Wulei would stay in this maple forest, looking at the lonely and desolate figure from a distance.

The disastrous dead leaves scratched the enchanting face, and a lonely tomb that no one cares about shows the vicissitudes of life amidst the vines.

It is only here that Fengxing Wulei will see another kind of sorrow blooming from the soul that looks like Shura.

Hysterical loneliness, quiet as still water.

In front of the tombstone, the evil boy would not smile or shed tears, he just knelt there, quietly stroking/stroking the desolate stele, longing for redemption and forgiveness in the dark.

In the sad cold wind, there is always a soft whisper of a young man:

If I break my oath, will you blame me...

The young man kissed the stele and said, I ended the life of the "Eight Sects" today, you must be very happy if you know it.

The dark purple eyes were flickering with unsteady light, the evil and charming boy suddenly got up angrily, smashed the red maple in the sky with his palm, and shouted: You died cleanly!But let me become a murderer who drinks blood and eats people, you are satisfied!Are you satisfied-

The dead leaves hovered in the air unscrupulously, hitting the monster's long purple hair, and the hoarse cry of the boy resounded throughout the maple forest.

It's you!It's all you!I hate you!If you have the ability, get up and let me lie down!

The flying broken leaves are like teardrops left in the sky, and the ear-piercing shouts can tear Fengxing's tearless heart in half.

You are dead, why don't you let me go!Why did you make me swear like that!

The enchanting young man hit the stele mercilessly with his back, and blood slid down the white clothes like rain and tears crying blood.

I want to destroy the mark you gave me!I don't want the filth on you!I don't want it!

……

A wisp of solitary smoke, maple leaves circling and falling one after another.

The blood is dripping meanderingly, rendering the red maple even more beautiful.

The young man was tired and tired, so he lay down beside the stone tablet and fell into a deep sleep.

In the maple forest, he is like a poisonous flower on the cliff that no one cares about, looking up at the end of the world alone in the desolate autumn wind.

That is Nongyue, a monster that everyone despises, Shura who is punished by the world, but Feng Xing Wu Lai is the master who will never turn his back on him.

A throbbing, doomed to be popular without tears, and to be guarded for a lifetime.

The fiery red lotus bloomed all over the lake in early summer, exhaling a cool breath. That year, his master was 20 years old. On that day, his master drank the tears of lovesickness all night.

The shadows of mottled branches prostrate on the quiet lake, and a young man in red is playing the awe-inspiring sound in the gazebo.

The red jade phoenix fluttered a lonely melody from the man's fingertips, it was wandering and resentment, it was loneliness and despair, it was the separation of the dark past, it was heartbreaking and inextricable.

The sound of the piano shattered the dark night and his heart.

A heart-breaking, heart-piercing pain that makes people unable to see the sunshine of early summer, and absolutely leaves no room for it.

Feng Xingwutears deeply remembered the song "Burn Heart Ode", his master listened to it all night under a green tree.

At that time, Fengxing Wulei deeply felt that the boy in red was the same as his master.

The same loneliness, the same loneliness.

The deep purple eyes were filled with cold mist, covering the faint tears in the pupils.

No sleep for one night.

Fengxing Wulei watched his master quietly from a distance, guarding him for a whole night.

The wine wetted her voluptuous purple hair, but the alcoholic couldn't find any heartache in the coldness.

The wine was soaked, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were shattered at the touch of a touch.

He said, I have been waiting for you for nearly ten years, but you buried your heart because of that person!

He said, you have tortured me for so many years, and you will not be able to understand it all your life!

He said, since you have buried your heart, I will dig it out in the moonlight, and let your heart beat for me forever and ever!

He yelled at the top of his heart, and every time he said a word, he cut Feng Xingwu's body to pieces.

The silent night once again tore apart the long-dead heart, making the world weep for it.

After that night, the Sun Moon Sect disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

Three full years.

For three years, he drank wine and sang, indulged in greed and wasted his years.

The happier he is, the more painful Feng Xing Wu Tear's heart will be.

For three years, he devoted himself to cultivating poppies.

The fiery red color is seductive, dazzling and frightening.

The evil flower blooms kindly, and the bleeding petals seem to tell a silent infatuation.

In front of the poppies, his bewitching face is always dazzling, making people unable to open his eyes, and only in this fiery red flower bushes, he will raise a real smile.

He said, it would be great if you were this piece of poppies, which would bloom only for me forever.

He said, except you, no one in this world is worthy of the blazing red.

He said, I only give you three years, if you let me down again, I will destroy you with my own hands, who made you owe me so much.

For three years, there was a bloodbath.

A magic palace rises, and a magic palace falls silent.

The young man in the middle of the night was surprised to see the martial arts world, and when Feng Xingwulei saw the young man in red again, he already knew everything.

Understand why his master drank lovesickness tears unscrupulously, understand why his master only loves the poppy flower full of sin and curse, understand why those deep purple eyes are getting more and more sad...

The man in red is as cruel as his master, as breathtakingly beautiful, and even has the same lonely eyes.

Fengxing Wulei sighed slightly, it turns out that they are all the same, but they don't know when they will be able to heal each other's loneliness on the bloodthirsty road of no return, and no longer be sad...

"Just remember."

A clear and clear voice brought Feng Xing back to his senses without tears.

The wind blew away the demon's long purple hair, and the evil breath diffused faintly among the poppies.

Nongyue smiled charmingly, and softly whispered into Fengxing Wulei's ear:

"Kill without limit."

The World: The Only Two in the World 【Volume 056】Chapter [-] Reminiscing about Sadness and Sadness

章节字数：3602更新时间：10-04-1512:27

Wu Ya hurriedly felt the bedroom, bowed his head and respectfully said, "Master, the 'evil fire burning' is not the fire of the Chita."

Helian Guxue didn't seem to respond, her red eyes had no trace: "How did you know?"

Wu Ya was startled, and suddenly became dumb.

The Chihuo Pagoda is located at the southern end of Tianshan Mountain, what a mysterious and dangerous place it is!A few days ago, the Tianchi hermit, the master of the Three-blade Gate, and the Fubo swordsman have not returned yet on their way to find the ice and sky fire lotus. To go, but to send them to the tiger's mouth...

What's more, if the handwriting on the short arrow is true, then the implication of "evil fire burns life" is by no means the Scarlet Fire Tower.

Someone must have set a trap...

The red eyes as calm as autumn water seemed not to be touched by anything, Wu Ya couldn't help smiling, the young palace master he followed since childhood could despise anyone's life, so how could he care about Xi Feng and Die Che...

"Wu Ya, last time in Ziyun Pavilion, you didn't even use the second-level skill of 'Bone Corrosion and Three Kills'."

Wu Ya lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding those red pupils that pierced everything.

Although he concealed it well, he couldn't hide it from the clever Helian Guxue.

"Do you know why I didn't send you to the Scarlet Fire Tower?"

Endless silence.

Gu Xue stared at him quietly, her red eyes flashed the cold wind of ice and snow: "Because your wings are crooked, now I will use one's blood to repair your wings."

Wu Ya was shocked all over, he closed his eyes, and the once terrifying scenes floated in front of his eyes.

His young palace master, that simple child, was reborn in blood, reborn in the bloodthirsty scene...

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Just when he thought the world was desolate, under the peach blossom tree, he met a young man in red.

The eight-year-old Wu Ya looked at him quietly, the bewitching red dress was like a red lotus in full bloom, its beauty made one's heart tremble.

"Your name is Wuya?" the red-clothed boy asked him with a smile.

Wu Ya bowed his head in silence and didn't smile, but his heart was beating wildly.

That glamorous and pure face seemed to be an insult to him if he looked at it any more.

At that time, he was even jealous, jealous of why the boy in red could smile so beautifully, so purely, so cleanly.

"Wu Ya, who took your smile away?"

The young man in red helped him up, laughed softly, and then whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, I will get your smile back."

"Young Palace Master, I am your subordinate." Wu Ya lowered his head, still not daring to look directly into those pure eyes.

"The master ordered you, from now on, you are not allowed to put on a straight face in front of me!"

The beautiful eyes are shining brightly, which is more moving than the tearing sun.

He said that he wanted to get his smile back, and Wu Ya would always remember it.However, that promise was completely lost in the scouring of the years.

Time passed through the vicissitudes of life. In the past ten years, Wu Ya has witnessed how that pure smile was destroyed little by little, and how the most beautiful elf in the world turned into a bloodthirsty demon.

Wu Ya saw with his own eyes how a man insane forced the young man in red to practice the world's number one evil kung fu.

In the dark and dirty secret room, the piercing pain tormented the beautiful young man until it was unbearable to look at.That kind of sad and sad eyes makes anyone who sees it break down.

The young man in red slammed into the stone wall fiercely, and said in a weak voice: "Wu Ya, please go and beg my father, please go and beg him to let me go, okay...

He said, I accidentally killed Yun Qing's rabbit, Kongcheng must hate me.

He said, I don't want to cut off love, I can't do it, I really can't do it!

Wu Ya squatted at the door of the secret room, holding his head, not wanting to hear the screams that seemed to come from hell, but the tears still couldn't stop falling.

In the green forest, the cold wind is lingering.When Wu Ya rushed over, he saw the boy in red shed his first tear.

He heard with his own ears the group of so-called upright gentlemen say: The son of the devil king should be killed and must not be kept!

Four people stepped their dirty feet on the red-clothed boy's chest, and the secret joy in their hearts was concealed under the mask of justice.

The red eyes stared quietly at the pair of deep eyes beside him, begging helplessly for the boy's forgiveness.

That was the person the boy in red cared about most.

However, a few words from that boy were enough to send his Young Palace Mistress to hell.

He said, Helian Guxue, Heliantian killed my mother, and I have a mortal hatred with you. From now on, I will cut off all ties with you and become strangers!

He said, Helian Guxue, I hate you, I hate you, do you think you can change the fact that you are the son of the devil king by lying to me!

He said, I, Situ Kongcheng, have never liked you at all, never!

At that moment, the boy in red laughed crazily. He knocked back the four men who stepped on him with a palm, and his desolate laughter resounded through the sky.

He said, good!good!If you, Situ Kongcheng, have the guts to say such a thing, then I will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life!

He pointed at the four men and said angrily, I will let you four beasts die without whole bodies!

He said, I, Helian Guxue, swear to the sky that sooner or later, I will conquer the world and make everyone submit to me!Including you shameless lackeys!

A bloody mandala is ready to bloom in resentment.

Wuya deeply remembers that day, when his young palace master knelt under Duanqingya, violently washing his body with icy water, a heart-piercing cry of a child resounded from the cold cliff valley, making Asuka , mourning for it...

He said, why, each of you are doing this to me...

He said, I will make you pay a thousand times the price.

He said, I, Helian Guxue, buried my heart here, and I will never love again...

The cries of despair pierced Wuya's nerves, and the nearly collapsed resentment penetrated deep into the bone marrow, engraving an indelible mark on the young man in red.

Wu Ya looked at him quietly, but was helpless with heartache.

The icy deep winter splits the cold wind into pieces, and the whimpering of the north wind is like the cry of gods and ghosts.Like a lunatic, the man locked the boy in red under the Love Breaker.Those three days were the rift that Wu Ya would never forget in his life.

The most helpless and desolate voice in the world came from Duanqingya. The pain and hatred from the heart echoed in the sky. Wuya listened, endured, and struggled until the voice of despair gradually disappeared. Waking up in a trance.

Three days later, the red-clothed boy stumbled out of Duanqingya, his deep red eyes turned truly blood-red, as if he had been baptized by the Blood Field Refining Pool, emitting a terrifying and frightening aura .

Wu Ya looked at the erratic back, as if something had been pulled out from the body of the boy in red, and the red pupils without focal length could no longer hold anything.

The mist shrouded the fiery red lotus pond, and the bleakness of the song "Burning Heart Fu" seemed to make the silent night shed tears.

The sound of Xiao Suo's piano seems to be able to tear people's souls apart, like cutting off water with a knife, burying the heart of the boy in red that can no longer beat.

Crazy love cut, buried heart scattered...

That year, his young palace lord, that night, his young palace lord experienced the most shocking transformation in his life.

Bloody night.

The snow-white Gongyu was annihilated by blood in the shadow of swords and swords.

The boy in red pierced his father's heart with a sword, ripping out his intestines and splashing blood everywhere.

The young man laughed wildly, as if the hatred that had been suppressed for a long time was released at that moment, and the long-torn soul was liberated at that moment.

He said, Helian Tian, ​​this is the result you want.

He said, my child will send you on the road today, but I hope you will not be a beast in your next life.

He said, the woman who gave birth to me died a long time ago, so hurry up and reincarnate to reunite with her.

The young man in red held his father's heart, his alluring and evil smile was like a deadly poison, Wu Ya followed him for ten whole years, and that night was the happiest time for his young palace master to smile.

The blood was dyed red, and in less than half an hour, the red-clothed boy cut off the heads of twelve senior brothers, and also chopped off the limbs of one of them, and threw him off the cliff.

The boy seemed to grow up overnight.The fiery red clothes were dripping blood, and the dazzling and outrageous color burned Wuya's eyeballs. At that moment, the poppies in full bloom finally broke through the ground, awakening an evil soul.

For three whole years, Wu Ya watched him, the Shura who was slowly reduced to hell, burning his own soul on the road of no return piled up with dead bones and corpses.

The bloodthirsty time after time watered this poppy more and more beautiful, and every time life flowed from his fingertips, he would bloom a thrill that suffocated the world.

That was his young palace master, the master Wu Ya swore to follow for the rest of his life.

How many clouds and smoke of the past can't withstand the ravages of time.

His wickedness makes people speechless, his beauty makes people tremble, and his cruelty makes the world angry.

But they will never see the pain and loneliness hidden behind the sinful soul.

He replaced the bone-piercing pain with a smile, and how many times in the bleak dark nights, he laughed madly because of the torture of evil kung fu.

What kind of cruelty is that, not only cruel and merciless to others, but also cruel to oneself!

Ziyun Pavilion, peach blossoms are flying.

Wu Ya saw a pair of purple pupils for the first time.Although it was only for a few seconds, those eyes were really too similar to his young palace master.

It is a loneliness that is not noticed by the world, a deeply hidden loneliness.

The bewitching purple hair is like a spell from hell, and it is as beautiful as the bewitching red hair, which is unforgettable.

Wu Ya saw them staring at each other deeply, like two poisonous flowers on top of the peak.

One is as enchanting as Roland, and the other is as charming as poppy.

The same cruel soul, the same unbearable past.

They bloom in the world with a dangerous aura, but they don't know when the loneliness will recede from their eyes...

"Wu Ya, don't let me down again."

The cold voice was exchanged for Wu Ya's recovery.

A cold smile traced the corner of Helian Guxue's lips, and left a sentence without any emotion in his ear:

"Go and kill, Fengxing has no tears."

The World's Only Double [Volume 057] Chapter [-] The Evil Fire Burns Life

章节字数：2313更新时间：10-04-1512:27

A strong and dazzling light ignited the pitch-black lobby, making everyone a little bit blindsided.

And its luxurious lobby reveals a dark and mysterious atmosphere in the dead silence.

A faint fragrance mixed with sultry heat permeated the crowd, and the fragrance of crisp bones filled the entire hall with a ghostly pharynx.

"Not good!" Someone exclaimed.

The faces of the veterans darkened: "The evil fire is burning... Isn't it..."

Everyone was extremely nervous. At that time, the sound of fighting came into the hall one after another, and the shadows of swords and swords lit up the darkness.

"Don't come in, this is a trap!" Mo Qi shouted while rushing towards the door.

The crowd surged, and there was a sudden bang. Before the people outside had time to react, a strong gust of wind passed over the heads of hundreds of people, and the vermilion door closed shut instantly with a "bang"!

That seems to be the boundary of the gate of hell, enclosing everyone into a dark prison.

A clear voice floated over: "I never thought that the famous 'Seven Great Swords' would also believe in the saying 'Evil fire burns life'. It's really stupid."

The lazy voice was full of contempt and mockery.

Suddenly, everyone felt limp and powerless all over their bodies, as if all the alchemy had been emptied, and they knelt down on the ground one after another.

Tangusan...

The snow-white gauze hangs down like a screen, the cold wind echoes in the lobby, and the long dark purple hair flutters like a ghost, covered by the gauze curtain, flying wildly.

"Holy Hand Poison Immortal!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was finally lifted from their trance, and only then did they realize that they had fallen into a trap.

"Enjoy the moon! It was you who released the words 'Nie Huo Fen Sheng', what a despicable way!" Mo Qi said angrily.

"Where is the ice and sky fire lotus!?" Lan Wuqi gritted his teeth.

Xinghun said coldly: "You guys should be concerned about your own lives before talking about it!"

Lan Wu sneered: "Hmph, we haven't returned for three days, Ding Jiange will definitely find out the truth, and no one will leave the Scarlet Fire Tower by then!"

Yuehun sighed, his eyes were full of sarcasm: "I'm afraid, the tripod sword pavilion can't find out the truth."

"What do you mean?!" Lan Wu suddenly felt a terrifying panic running through his blood.

"It means..." Yuehun raised his eyes: "The Tripod Sword Pavilion has changed hands."

The seven of them suddenly staggered and collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with regret and murderous intent.

"It's you! You monsters did it!"

Everyone's hearts vibrated like a drum—conquering the Tripod Sword Pavilion is equivalent to controlling one-third of the power of the Wulin Baidao, which not only endangers the balance of the Wulin, but also a fatal blow to the Heaven and Earth Alliance!

Without the support of the "Seven Great Swords", Dingjiange would be like an inflated skin, and what Nongyue was waiting for was the opportunity to pierce the skin.

Lan Wu's tearful shouts filled the entire lobby: "Nongyue! You monster who deserves to be hacked to death! I..."

His words were stuck in his throat, but he could no longer speak them.

A star-shaped hidden weapon penetrated Lan Wu's neck, and blood sprayed all over the place.

"Old five!" The other six people shouted as if they were exhausted, but they couldn't move half a step because of the broken bones in their bodies.

Xinghun said coldly, "As long as you submit to me/Sun Moon Sect, our leader can let you live."

At this moment, everyone finally understands that "Nie Huo Fen Sheng" is just a cover, in order to use the selfish desires of martial arts people to compete for the "Ice and Sky Fire Lotus", to lure them to the Scarlet Fire Pagoda, and catch them all in one go.

However, those who can understand the meaning of the four characters "Niehuo Fensheng" are by no means idle, so Nongyue can easily recruit many martial arts masters to serve him!

Everyone looked up at the evil man hidden behind the veil, full of resentment, but had to bow their heads in front of this strategy of "close the door and beat the dog" and "play hard to get".

Mo Qi's eyes were scarlet, and she couldn't bear to look at Lan Wu's corpse again: "Hmph, don't even think about wanting us to submit to you, the devil!"

Nong Yue chuckled, her melodious voice made people tremble: "It really is a good dog by Situ Kongcheng's side."

Mo Qi laughed, as if he could see through life and death: "Even if I die, I will not betray the young leader."

Nongyue clapped her hands in praise, with a hint of sarcasm in her purple eyes: "A loyal dog should be cultivated well, but a dog who is loyal to the wrong owner might as well disappear as soon as possible!"

After finishing speaking, clusters of deep black light shot out from behind the gauze curtain, and the extreme speed dazzled everyone's eyes.

"Ah—" The miserable scream echoed in the cold lobby.

I saw hundreds of small black snakes wrapping around Mo Qi's body, the dark red core nimbly swallowed, and the black snakes swayed their soft bodies in the flesh and blood, sucking the sweetness of the blood unscrupulously.

The black snake squirmed frantically in Mo Qi's body, crawling all over his head, neck, chest, and limbs... biting, gnawing, and sucking/sucking the hard-won delicacy.

Mo Qi kept rolling on the ground, and his heart-piercing screams raised the panic in everyone's hearts to the extreme.

"Little things, take your time and eat, there are many more." Nongyue played with her thin and sharp black nails, and the cold light of the evil spirit shone through the light veil.

Fresh blood spread from Mo Qi's body like a fountain, and black blood snakes covered his whole body, scrambling to get into his blood, those pairs of emerald green snake eyes soaked in the darkness, blooming with a terrifying and suffocating luster.

The smell of blood spread in the lobby, and everyone couldn't bear the churning of their stomachs any longer, and they all knelt down and surrendered.

A few days ago, many martial arts masters such as Tianchi Hermit, Three Blades Sect Master, Fubo Swordsman disappeared frequently for unknown reasons when they were looking for the Ice Sky Fire Lotus, and now everyone finally knows the answer after seeing this scene.

A mocking smile curled up on the evil man's lips.

It seems that the so-called utter loyalty is really vulnerable in the face of life.

Suddenly, bunches of red light broke through the window, like scorching fire dragons, winding and bearing the wind above the blood snakes, immediately enveloping hundreds of blood snakes in the flames.

The bewitching red light is like a thousand sharp blades, full of ghosts and ghosts, carrying the cold air of the icy snow peak, condensing into frost in the heat.

The red glow rose, and the blood snake fell from the air crackling, the squirming body was burned into pieces, the emerald green eyes suddenly turned into huge copper bells, and the blood stains on the fangs were dazzling and ferocious.

After everyone came back to their senses, the pool of bloody snake worms that had been cut into thousands of pieces was frozen by the ice, and the blood turned into frost.

Frost Palm!

The purple eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint streamer bloomed.

The vermilion door was kicked open with a "bang", and the fiery red hair brushed against the seductive red pupils, flying decisively in the cold wind.

"Anyone who dares to surrender to the Sun Moon Sect will never leave the Scarlet Fire Tower alive!"

The World's Only Double [Volume 058] Chapter [-] The Battle of the Scarlet Fire

章节字数：1841更新时间：10-04-1719:14

Nongyue raised her eyes and smiled lightly: "Yo, what kind of wind brought Palace Master Helian here, I'm really flattered."

The man in red walked to the lobby, his red eyes gleaming coldly——you demon fox, you are quite capable of pretending.

When he learned that Dingjiange had changed owners overnight, he realized that the words "Nie Huo Fen Sheng" were wrong, and Wu Ya's reminder was also in Helian Guxue's expectation.

The manipulator behind the scenes is really this guy who always fights against him.

Conquer the "Seven Famous Swords"?Think beautiful!

Helian Guxue glanced at the horrific corpse eaten by the blood snake, her red pupils flashed with displeasure.

The body was ripped apart, and the blood was drained, leaving only an empty bone.

so disgusting...

Helian Guxue's murderer likes to kill in an instant, simply and neatly, bloody and magnificent; while Nongyue Killer is just the opposite, he likes to waste time, torture people to death slowly, wailing everywhere, bones like mountains.

"Palace Master Helian also came to look for the Ice Sky Fire Lotus?"

Gu Xue sneered: "I'm here to clean up the mess for you."

He turned around and looked down at the hundreds of martial arts masters in the hall, the center of his fiery red clothes burning like a raging fire.

"If you want to survive, get out of the Scarlet Fire Tower immediately!"

Everyone raised their heads, their eyes sparkling with hope. Could it be that this bloodthirsty demon's conscience has been discovered today?

When they were about to get up, another domineering and irresistible voice came: "If you don't want to become that bone, stay where you are!"

The purple eyes shone with a light that penetrated everything.

These idiots really think that guy is a "living Bodhisattva"?

As early as the moment the blood snake was released, Nongyue had noticed commotion around the Scarlet Fire Pagoda. It is estimated that Helian Guxue had arranged everything outside at that time, and when everyone went out, they would be captured by Ao Shen Palace.The fisherman reaps the benefits.

—Baby, is your abacus very shrewd?

——Elf, no matter how smart you are, I can't compare to you.

——Have you also learned to fight against me?

——This palace is only using the way of the person to treat the person's body.

The red eyes and the purple eyes are entangled with cold light, with a trace of irony and charm.

Hundreds of martial arts masters were toyed and applauded by these two big demons. It was not right to go out, or not to go out. Although Nongyue and Helian Guxue were incompatible, looking at their eyes at this moment, it was not so much It's hatred, let alone vindictiveness.

Such a fun "trap show", how could the two arrogant demons be willing to quit!

The Scarlet Fire Pagoda was unusually quiet, everyone was watching the every move of the two crowned monsters on the high platform, and there was only one thing in their minds——

It couldn't be better for the two of them to die together.

The purple hair and the red hair swayed in the wind. It seemed that for a moment, they were already intoxicated by each other's bewitching sight, but they immediately became sober again.

Nongyue leaned close to Guxue's ear, and lightly licked his earlobe from an angle that no one else could see: "My baby Xue, are you delaying time?"

Helian Guxue raised her eyes, and licked him very cooperatively: "I think it's you who delays time."

At that time, the lifted veil fell down like a screen, illusoryly reflecting two hazy and enchanting figures, the light and shadow were like charms.

The purple eyes narrowed slightly, and Nong Yue's dexterous hands instantly embraced Gu Xue's waist, with all kinds of amorous feelings in his eyes, and he exhaled with a hot breath: "Why don't we do something now, how about passing the time?"

The dancing long hair bloomed with fascination, and the people in the hall were already intoxicated.

The shallow shadows in the curtain, seem to be separated, but also seem to be isolated from the world, independent spring fragrance.

Guxue instantly pressed Nongyue under her body, her red eyes bewitched: "That's exactly what I mean."

"Tsk, so many people are watching, aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of!" Gu Xue bowed her head, lightly bit the evil man's earlobe, and then left a scorching hickey on his neck: "It must be very exciting for you fairy to be fascinated by Ben Gong."

Nongyue pinched Guxue's chin, and the corners of her lips curled up into a charming arc: "But I don't want them to see the seductive appearance of Baby Snow."

Gu Xue was stunned, the hot and lingering night of the good night always came to mind, deeply imprinted in his heart, the enchanting face, the evil eyebrows, the bloodthirsty tongue kiss... Scenes, illusory as if unreal.

That was also the first time that Helian Guxue felt burning pain from his heart, as if something was hitting his heart, awakening the frozen silence.

Nongyue chuckled, grabbed Guxue's wrist, and pressed him firmly under her body, her magnificent purple hair slid down her shoulders, her slender purple eyes shone with hazy deep dizziness.

"Come back to life, baby~" finely