long night walk

Chapter 371
Ying Xiu's heart moved, and he immediately called Hong Ying, a female ghost, and said, "Give me your apricot blossom."

Hong Ying hesitated for a moment, but still took the pure white apricot blossom between the collar and handed it to Ying Xiu.

"The poison of the hair demon can invade the bone marrow. If it is delayed for a long time, I am afraid it will be life-threatening. This flower has been raised by my ghost for 3000 years. The yin energy in it is pure. If you wear it on your body, it will naturally dissolve the hair demon in your body." poison."

Mencius didn't dare accept such favors for a while, and he was sorry for him in every possible way when he practiced Taoism in his early years.

Now, not only did he not embarrass him, he even ignored the past and gave flowers generously, which really made him fearful and guilty.

Ying Xiu couldn't help but stuff the flower into his arms.

"No matter what happened in the past, now that your cultivation has not come easily, you should cherish your life."

"Yes, Zifei has been taught." Mencius's eyes were warm, and there was a moving smile in his eyes.

Xiaowangchuan, the river stele has been broken.

Light snow fell on the sky.

Countless small white flowers grew out of the black mud, and the bodies of the four puppet monks fell into the sea of ​​flowers.

As soon as the wind invaded, the four bodies quickly turned into a few pools of bloody sand, without bones, and countless small bug corpses dripped in the bloody sand, lifeless.

Miao Chen leaned on the broken stele gloomyly, half of his body seemed to be eaten by a huge monster for some reason, his arms were all crippled, and his internal organs could be faintly seen wriggling in his ribs.

"Hehehe..." He laughed coldly and cruelly like a vulture.

"As expected of Little Kunlun, he can seriously injure me to this point with no cultivation. It's hard to kill, hard to kill."

His face was pale, and after sighing, he raised his arms with difficulty, and the countless small white flowers on the ground suddenly emitted a little bit of light, and the light kept rushing upwards and merged into his wound.

When you get closer, you can find that those rays of light are not just light, but countless poisonous insects like quicksand fireflies, and the sea of ​​flowers is the nests and eggs of these poisonous insects.

The destructive spiritual power attached to his wound was quickly eaten away by these poisonous insects.

Miao Chen frowned and coughed out a wisp of blood, and with his only remaining right hand, he shook the ground fiercely. A huge blood beast pierced the sea of ​​flowers and the ground, and the eight scarlet eyes like a blood moon reflected Miao Chen's eyes at the same time. The figure, this blood beast's chest was wide open, as if the lotus crown of a huge flower demon was embedded in its chest.

The stamens in the center of the corolla are composed of countless densely packed blood-red soft tentacle columns. Each stamen is extremely thin and long, constantly secreting a thick red liquid, exuding a rich sweet fragrance of blood in the air.

It's just that amidst the rich fishy sweetness, there is a faint but hard to hide rotten smell.

Scarlet mucus dripped from the stamens, and the spit stamens bloomed and enveloped Miao Chen. The slender and extremely long stamens were like tentacles of a devil, tightly entangled Miao Chen's body.

There are also a few flower stamens that are extraordinarily bright red, with a few touches of green on the surface, deeply pierced into his internal organs, pulling Miao Chen up.

Miao Chen snorted, as if he was in great pain, his forehead was full of cold sweat, but his eyes were flickering with insane gloom, and there was a distorted smile on the corner of his mouth, in the dark night, he was like a mesmerizing Creepy monster.

The giant lotus in the belly of the blood beast bloomed in a crazy and bloody posture. In the depths of the lotus core, which was as dark as an abyss, the sharp granulation could be vaguely seen releasing evil.

Miao Chen was dragged to the depths of the lotus by a strong force, and there was a piercing sound of chewing from the blood beast's abdomen.

Soon, everything was quiet.

The huge blood beast lay on the bank of the river, as if sleeping.

I don't know how long ago.

A fleshy bulge suddenly bulged from the back of the blood beast, and the bulge kept surging and struggling, and soon there was a soft puff.

A pale and slender arm like a devil broke through the bright red meat membrane, and the bright red muscles stained the skin of that pale arm, presenting a particularly cruel and bloody scene.

That hand suddenly bent and clasped the blood beast's body, violently surged up, and the blood beast that had been sleeping all this time seemed to be in great pain, and let out a shrill scream.

But the owner of that hand didn't show consideration at all, the sharp nails on the tip of five fingers ruthlessly sliced ​​open the blood beast's muscles.

An exceptionally tall man stepped out of the blood beast's wound.

Those blood-colored flower stamens spread in the ground were withered and withered as if they had lost their vitality, and the eight eyes of the blood beast were also filled with overdrawn fatigue.

The man's pale, bare feet stepped in the blood, his eye sockets were deep, and the faint moonlight reflected on the river surface made his handsome and evil face half-blind.

He is a demon.

But his appearance is almost the same as that of a human being.

He doesn't have the horns of a demon, and his pupils are black like human eyes. Except for his pale complexion and his tall stature, he really doesn't look like a demon in his whole body.

Demons that do not have the physical characteristics of demons are generally weak and degenerate failures.

But he is different.

He has a title among the demons.

Fortunately, there is no magic prison.

He is a witch spirit born from the great prison of the devil world, possessing the power of the demon race, the characteristics of a witch spirit, and the law of the devil prison.

Inherit the ancient existence of the Trinity.

The blood beast under his feet is one of the three thousand Taoist images of the devil prison.

Although he was injured to the brink of death by Little Kunlun's Baiye Luoshu, as long as the devil prison is not destroyed, he will not die.

Walking to the Xiaowangchuan River, fortunately, I looked at the endless Youlanbi River, and there were waves of whale sounds on the river.

The water waves dragged out a very light and long streak of blood. At the end of the blood, there was a giant blue whale swimming towards the other shore with a small figure on its back.

The girl was lying pale behind the giant whale, and the countless ghosts and ghosts in the river did not dare to approach. The black dress was laid out, and the beautiful long hair like a waterfall hung softly on the side of her shoulders. Forget the river, go with the whale floating on the waves.

The clear dream of Wangchuan overwhelms the moonlight, and the long whales cry, like a sad song.

There was faint pain on her puppet-like delicate face, the long eyelashes covered with water mist showed a seductive arc, her frail shoulders trembled slightly, and a deep and long wound cruelly traversed most of her back , the black dress split open, revealing a ray of thin and tender skin as white as nephrite jade.

Blood continued to flow thinly from the snow-colored skin, staining the black dress.

The sound of running water suddenly became more intense.

The crimson figure lying on its side was about to slip off the whale.

Suddenly there was a tingling pain from her fingertips, she was bitten by something.

The little tiger raised his pale face, bit his lips and opened his eyes, and there was a trace of unbearable pain and pity in his innocent eyes.

She reluctantly raised her arm, and her fingertips were being tightly bitten by a beautiful head with black hair like waterfalls.

"I saved the two of you, but now I'm seriously injured, so it's fine if I don't agree with my body, but actually bit me back, isn't it too demeaning for a demon king?" The little tiger's clear eyes stared round, Trying to look fierce.

　To catch the high-speed rail, there are three more chapters to be updated in the afternoon
　　
　
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