Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

Fighting as they said, the two fought dozens of rounds in the dark secret room, white light and black smoke danced together, spiritual breath and demonic energy entwined.Although the secret room is not small, the two gods are still tied when fighting.The colorful attacks caused the walls and rocks to roll down, splashing everywhere.

Hardcore gossip lover Chu Woyun just wants to keep it for the show, and it will inevitably be affected.The kitten Chiyan whined and ran around, like a poor child in a scene of domestic violence between husband and wife.Chu Woyun picked it up, pacified it along its fur, and at the same time retreated calmly to the exit of the narrow passage, swinging the hookah bag hanging on the broken haze as a cat teaser, attracting the attention of Red Nightmare, lest it leave behind its childhood shadow.

Jiang Jue moves lightly and gracefully, with white gauze flying in every movement, like a landscape painting with perfect artistic conception, Poxia Sword fits him perfectly, he is really a modest gentleman, so handsome.But the other party is a great demon in the transformation stage, and his strength will definitely crush him, a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. If this continues, it is no surprise that Jiang Jue will lose miserably.

But they fought on equal footing for a long time, Chu Woyun saw that Yawu didn't give full play to his strength, firstly, he buried himself because he was afraid of destroying the ancestral grave, secondly, Chu Woyun speculated that he didn't intend to divide the two at all. Whether he wins or loses, he tried his best to lure Jiang Jue here. His real purpose must be more complicated than fighting for victory.

Chu Woyun was amazed, and wondered if this book broke through the vulgar love between men and women, and discussed some kind of homosexual subculture?The ideological realm has been sublimated several levels.

After a long stalemate, Jiang Jue lost the wind. At this time, Yawu jumped up easily, and knocked him to the ground with a sweep of his legs.Jiang Jue stopped the strength of retreating, the Poxia sword was deeply inserted into the ground, and his body was half-kneeled.

It's so hard to die, Yawu's kick smashed a good curtain hat to pieces, the white jade hair crown fell off, and three thousand black hairs hung down like a waterfall.

This time, Jiang Jue completely lost his cover, and his face was completely exposed.

Chu Woyun's face changed, and he was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

That is the peak flower ginger of the Xiaoyao Sect!Why did you do this to him?Why treat the dreams of [-] million girls like this?

In the basement, it was as dark as night, only a little light in Chu Woyun's hand and the clear light of the Poxia sword, but the demons had already adapted to seeing things in this environment, with only one glance, a burly man in black and white hair Just like being struck by lightning, the whole portrait is frozen.

The buzzing sound of the broken time is gone, and the audience can hear the needle dropping quietly.

The upper half of Jiang Jue's face was actually covered with dark brown ugly scars.Among the scars, a pair of extremely handsome and clear eyes, like two misty springs of water.

If it wasn't for the burn scars on half of his face, it would have been an extremely delicate and unearthly appearance.

Moreover, the burn marks are exactly the same as the dead people from the Qingxu sect outside!Is it because of this that Yawu said to take revenge on the Qingxu faction?

Jiang Jue's first reaction was not to stand up, but reflexively covered his face with his sleeves and turned sideways.The whole person huddled on the ground, trembling slightly.

Chu Woyun covered Chi Yan's eyes, and he also looked away, unable to bear to look any further.Thinking of how he forced others to lift the white veil just now, it was tantamount to exposing scars, and he was very regretful.

After a long silence, Yawu walked in slowly, dragging his long black robe on the ground.Jiang Jue felt the magic energy gradually enveloping him, and his breathing almost stopped.

Yawu stopped in front of him, knelt half-kneeled, forcefully took his hand away, and stretched out the other hand, wanting to caress, but stopped in mid-air, not daring to move forward.After a pause, he finally stroked his thin chin.

His tone was guilty and lonely: "I thought there was a cure."

Jiang Jue raised his head abruptly, and resolutely faced the black-clothed and white-haired demon, shame, anger, hatred, sadness, and heartache mixed into a complicated look.He knocked down his hand mercilessly, stood up and pulled out the broken sword stuck in the ground, and put it on Yawu's neck.

Yawu still maintained the posture of stretching his hands forward, curling his lips into a smile, full of loneliness.

At this moment, the kitten in Chu Woyun's arms let out a cry of excitement.

The two of them froze at the same time, and turned around in unison before realizing that there was a peeping outsider hiding in the corner.

Damn, it depends on the situation whether the little beast barks at such a time!

Yawu's deep eyes shot out a strange light, his expression was like wanting to eat him, Chu Woyun didn't want to stay in the Shura field for a second.Obediently put down Red Nightmare, while backing away, he said in a friendly manner: "Why don't you guys chat first? I'm going out right now?"

Yawu snorted, and said in a commanding tone: "I want his eyeballs!"

Chu Woyun ran out of the corridor.He heard the sound of the bronze door opening behind him, as if a person came out, followed by a delicate reply - "Yes".

Chu Woyun, who was running wildly in the dark, thumped in his heart, and staggered, so he didn't fall into the mud.I hurriedly struggled to get up, but my vest was kicked violently, and the dog gnawed the mud to complete it.

"Hmph, I still want to run!"

Chu Woyun struggled to turn his head to look, and saw that the person stepping on him was a beautiful loli wearing a gold-rimmed red dress and braided horns, with big beautiful eyes and a fair, rosy round face, with a very seductive appearance.

System: [One of the four generals of the Demon Race—Yu Yiluo. 】

I still need you to introduce, Long Xie's No. 180 girlfriend.In the Demon Realm, the most powerful people other than the Dragon Clan are called the Four Generals, and she is one of them.Known for being unruly and willful and vicious.Only in front of the male protagonist, his personality turned [-] degrees.After Long Xie returned to the Demon Realm, she was the one who worked hard without complaint, doing chores during the day, warming the bed at night, making selfless dedication, touching the fat house, and gaining popularity.

All in all, this one is not in the same rank as Daozheng, this one has actually slept with the male lead!

Can't afford to provoke...

Chu Woyun's face was still on the ground, and he forced a smile to show that he was not malicious. The corner of his eyes caught the loli shaking his hand, and five long fingernails appeared on his slender white fingers, grabbing directly at his skull.Chu Woyun's scalp tightened.

Damn, Yu Yiluo taught Long Xie's little girlfriends a unique skill - pulling hair, why is it used on me? !

But it's right to think about it carefully, didn't Chu Woyun also want to do that kind of thing with Long Xie?Leaving aside his gender, he is essentially the same as those pretty girls.

Chu Woyun begged for mercy in pain: "The heroine has mercy."

Yu Yiluo squeezed her voice: "What heroine? A stinky Taoist priest!"

Chu Woyun's scalp was pulled, his eyes almost became dizzy, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I made a mistake, the devil, please forgive me!"

"I can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth!" Yu Yiluo became more powerful, and her sharp finger pricks almost pierced Chu Woyun's skull.

"Then what should I call you?" Chu Woyun cried.

"Call the king!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

Yu Yiluo ignored him at all, and said with a sneer, "Bring me your eyeballs!" Before she finished speaking, she stretched her hand down from Chu Woyun's forehead, and quickly pierced his eye sockets with two fingers.

Now, if I can't afford to provoke him, I have to.

The cyan halo exploded, rocks and soil fell crazily, and a big hole collapsed in the tunnel in an instant.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Yu Yiluo waved the dust vigorously, and just about to start cursing, she saw a tall and handsome man with a lazy demeanor standing in front of him, wearing an indigo gown, holding a delicate pipe , surrounded by hazy white mist... The fly in the ointment is that the hair is a little messy, which is her handwriting just now.

Yu Yiluo snorted, looked at her opponent squarely, and asked, "Who are you?"

Chu Woyun smiled slightly, relieved to have regained some dignity.Then he calmly pulled out a talisman paper that would explode, and threw it at the ceiling of the corridor where a big hole had just been blown out.

He ran away!It's like a big guy who pretends to be b and never looks back at the explosion.

at the same time……………………

The periphery of Morduo Valley.The thorns are overgrown, the fog is thick, and the devil is dense...

A young man and a young girl, dressed in the same style of martial arts, walked silently in one direction with their swords in hand. The young man carefully used his sword to clear away stones blocking the way, dead wood, and bones of monsters.The girl kicked and hacked carelessly, her mouth pouted, her face full of displeasure.

The two tacitly kept a distance of about ten steps.

Long Xie turned over the corpse of another Qingxu sect disciple and frowned, this was already the eighth one.

"Why did Junior Sister come here alone?" He didn't turn around, and suddenly asked the tree-cutting girl behind him.

Song Lingxing said in an arrogant tone: "I come here when I come, do you care about me?"

"Brother Jin will definitely not let you run around alone, why do you..."

Song Lingxing interrupted: "Do you dare to question me?"

Long Xie said unhappily: "I just ask a question."

Song Lingxing: "Who do you think you are? What right do you have to talk to me?"

"What qualifications do you have?" Long Xie looked at her indifferently, and said gloomyly: "The master is not here right now, so it's better for junior sister to take it easy when talking."

Song Lingxing pointed at him with a soft sword: "Okay, the dog's tail is exposed, you still dare to stare at me! Let me tell you, put away your dirty tricks! Otherwise I..." At this point, the man in his sight flickered , In an instant, a chest appeared in front of him, which was extremely close together, and then, a deep voice exploded in his ears.

"Can you tell me?"

It stands to reason that Song Lingxing should be afraid of this kind of weird speed and intrusive threat, but when his eldest lady got angry, and the person in front of him was something he had never been used to, the arrogance and anger of a newborn calf suddenly ignited.Without even thinking about it, he struck out with one palm.

Long Xie had been prepared for a long time, and with a single step, he flew back and opened the distance.

The next moment, the two of them drew their swords together, and the resentment that had been accumulated for a long time was completely ignited now...

Soon, Song Lingxing fell to the ground, his almond eyes widened and his willow eyebrows raised.Long Xie kicked her soft sword two feet away.

The girl clutched her kicked stomach and yelled angrily: "You, you dare to hit me?! I'll tell Master!"

"Report?" Long Xie said as if listening to a joke, "Do you think he is helping you or helping me?"

Song Lingxing was so angry that he gritted his silver teeth and roared: "Master just said a few more words to you on weekdays? How much do you think he cares about you? Don't forget, my sword was given by Master himself. He The little favor I gave you is all leftovers from me, so what are you proud of?"

I don't know which sentence it was, but when Long Xie's reverse scale was touched, he suddenly jumped up, pinched Song Lingxing's thin neck with one hand, exerted force upwards, and lifted the girl up easily.

Song Lingxing was hanging in the air, breathing stagnantly, kicking his legs suddenly, staring at the grim-looking young man in panic, constantly scratching the hand holding his neck.

After all, Long Xie didn't intend to strangle his junior sister to death. Before Song Lingxing stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes, he let go of his hand, and Song Lingxing fell heavily to the ground.

"Master is mine, you should never think about it." Long Xie knelt down and approached, "Now, tell me the truth, what happened?"

When he said this, the strong hatred and murderous intent were real.

Song Lingxing had been petrified for a long time. She never expected that the little senior brother in front of her was not only scheming, black and white, good at fighting for favor, but also wicked, and had the guts to kill his fellow disciples!

"Speak or not!"

Lingxing shrunk his neck and stammered, "I...we were attacked by a group of evil cultivators."

"Evil repair?"

"That's right, people from Chiyue Palace. If Senior Brother Jin hadn't led people to stop them in the west, you would have already died at the hands of those perverts."

"What about Brother Jin?"

"Brother Jin and the others resisted the evil cultivator's attack and let me run first."

Long Xie stood up straight, took a few steps back, looked at her a few times, saw that her body was clean, not like after a bloody battle, guessed that she was hiding behind Senior Brother Jin for protection, and felt in her heart that this kind of incompetent behavior scoffed.

"Have you asked enough, it's my turn to ask you." Song Lingxing regained some courage, "Master is really here?"

Long Xie recovered as usual, and continued to squat down and look over the corpses: "Yes, he took the action in time to force the Jienu beast back, saved us all, and then entered here alone." He smelled the smell of the corpse, and whispered: "It should be It's been two hours since he died."

"Why didn't you stop him!"

Long Xie was furious: "What does Master want to do, we as disciples can control it?"

Lingxing picked up Mengyuan Sword and said angrily, "If I were you, I would do everything possible to follow Master."

No one would say after the fact, Long Xie simply never answered her again.

The usually unruly and willful little junior sister didn't get any response, she stomped her feet, clutched her neck as if she was wronged, walked awkwardly to a dead body and squatted down, making it a new object to confide in.

"Hmph, double-faced, white lotus, sinister and vicious, extremely hypocritical! What else can you do besides tricking Master?" She kept muttering, venting her grievances in a crying voice, "This kind of ghost place, Master's inner alchemy supports you!" Can't live."

Long Xie's eyes froze suddenly: "You...how did you know?"

"what do you know?"

There was a strong sense of oppression in the young man's words: "Nei Dan."

There was a gust of wind on the flat ground, and the breath of daggers and swords raged again.

The killing intent this time is not of the same order of magnitude as the one just now.

Song Lingxing stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice, "I also want to ask you this question."