My Darling Sick Beauty

In fact, he feels a little bit queasy about putting such a thing into his body.

But when he was refining the Tao, it was just a common final Tao, but he had not been refining well, and he had been taken away by Zhang Chengzhi.

He looked at Jiang Zheliu, who was a little bit out of breath and covered his chest. He couldn't help but lower himself and said, "Jiang xianzun, a sword shaking the sky, you are too fragile. The sound of the piano... "

Before he finished his words, he touched Jiang Zheliu's shoulder with his finger and was shocked by the evil spirit in his opponent's body. He Laogui's eyes stagnated, and suddenly misunderstood something: "what did wenrenye do to you?"

He doesn't have any kindness, and he doesn't worry about Comrade Xiaojiang. But according to his understanding of Wen Ren ye, how can this man pour his evil spirit into Jiang Zheliu's body? Does he look normal on the outside, but in fact he is crazy inside, and even his favorite people will be tortured?

He thought about it like lightning and flint. He thought nine turns and eighteen turns. Then he looked at the river and the willows and took a light glance.

"He didn't abuse me."

Jiang Zheliu, calm as water, answered lightly.

What seems to be completely shocked.

For a moment, he didn't know the truth of the sentence.

Jiang Zheliu had a tendency of hidden evil taste at the moment, but he seldom showed it. At the moment, he seemed to be very serious about maintaining the image of the hegemonic Devil: "he was just careless."

"... the result of negligence?"

"Almost killed." It refers to abortion.

As if he could not react, his eyes stagnated for a long time, then slowly shifted to him.

The old ghost knows this person's physique. He has smelled it up close. It's so fragrant that people can't control it easily.

Ghost repair at the moment has a little bit to understand the big devil's "negligence", but he is still a little surprised, looked at the distance everywhere flying golden light and magic patterns, sighed: "you look at you, it's better to follow me, at least I won't torture you, right?"

The old ghost was hurt by the little devil. He dared to say that. He really refused to suffer losses all the time. Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes to the golden light in the distance, and said calmly, "it's still master Mingjing who is reliable."

He Zuoxiang was about to dissuade this man's unpredictable idea. A ripple was exploded in the distance, and his spiritual power was spread out layer by layer, crushing the surrounding rocks.

In a short moment, what seems like the ghost spirit of spreading out the net suddenly tightens, pulls it into a cage along the direction of his control, and traps the final Taoist seed of consciousness in its original place.

Feeling the success of this move, he felt a little calm. When he was about to go forward, he was stopped by Jiang Zheliu.

"Wait a minute."

Old ghost he turned his head to look at him, and saw that Jiang Zheliu's eyebrows were locked. His distant vision was a little deep, and his expression was not easy to say.

"... it's so easy. It's not right."

"What's wrong..."

What words did not fall, he tried his best to arrange a long time of ghost gas cage, in front of him, suddenly exploded.

... it seems that his cage didn't explode, but the man in the cage did!

When he had time to swear, a lot of ghost Qi broke up and involved him. Zhenling jumped fiercely in his brain and gathered a circle of black Qi around him.

Just at the moment when "Zhang Chengzhi" exploded, a light gray streamer rushed out of the powerful Taoist body and plunged into the forehead of hearing people's night. The invisible Taoist seed penetrated into his body.

The way without consciousness is the only way for the combination of the golden immortal and Taoism. What about the conscious one?

This kind of change only happens in a flash, even a breath time is less than, even if the clear distance from the nearest night, also can't stop.

His eyes fell on the body of his old friend, which had been destroyed from the inside. He squeezed the Buddhist beads in his hands. In his quiet and speechless temperament, he rarely released a trace of anger.

After all, the blessing of Buddha lotus terrace is not his own strength. Mingjing knows that she is far from the opponent of hearing people's night, so she can only retreat to the direction of Jiang Zheliu and distance first.

The overwhelming bone wings were folded up, and the bone spines were inserted into the ground, wrapping most of Wen Ren's body.

There was silence all around, and there were ruins of destruction.

Mingjing pulls away the distance and withdraws to Jiang Zheliu. His whole body is still filled with the pure and pure breath of Buddhism. He doesn't look at what is on one side, but reaches out and presses Jiang Zheliu's shoulder.

"Don't be impulsive." He said, "look first."

There was a mistake in the final prediction. Although Zhang Chengzhi's body was strong enough, he couldn't resist the three men's joint efforts. He didn't expect Mingjing to participate in the war, so he didn't even wait for the expected time, so he had to adopt this method.

But in the final analysis, this is the ultimate way.

He wanted to wake up the killing, and killing the Taoist species has a strong suppressive power.

Jiang Zheliu clenched his fingers and his palms were cold and wet. He gazed at the cracked back of the bone wing and said, "what's the situation?"

"Not so much." Mingjing said directly, "Amitabha, you are psychologically prepared."

"Widowhood?"

"No The little monk was sincere, "collect the corpse for me."

Although this is not self-confident, it is practical and appropriate.

Jiang Zheliu: "Zen master's ambition has not been fulfilled."

Mingjing also attached great importance to her wish and felt a little worried. She said, "if master Jiang can influence the benefactor, it's best."

The two talked quickly and clearly, and the one on the side seemed to be able to understand, but he was obviously full of resistance to the fight with Wen renye.

"If you had known that one day, you would not have treated him." What seems not to say, "fighting poison with poison may be effective."

In this short communication, the pair of bone wings slowly spread out and turned to look at them.

The face armor covers the facial expression, the purple eye turns into the magic flame. Jiang Zheliu looks for a moment, but he doesn't notice the difference in each other's expression. It seems that he has restored the purity of his race nature, and can see the bottom at a glance.

In short, it is the original nature of the demons.

not so bad.

Jiang Zheliu was relieved.

If it happened, he might be very angry.

"The awareness of the benefactor has sunk into my heart." Mingjing said, "it seems that the elder Changhe lost in this kind of heart sea fight."

However, the situation of Wen Ren ye may not be as good as that of Changhe xianzun. There is another thing in his body that he can't hold down. It's an impetuous and willful killing way.

At the same time, he sealed up the two kinds of Tao, and died without exploding in the field. He is a gifted and rare genius.

He looked at the little monk who didn't pay any attention to him. He also looked at Jiang Zheliu, who had not recovered his cultivation. He always felt that he might be chased and beaten by this madman again.

The other two don't look as if they can bear the angry face of the night devil.

Just at this moment, Chang Qian, who is reducing his sense of being, suddenly approaches Jiang Zheliu and takes out the token given to him by his little uncle. He closes his eyes and locks the other party's evil spirit, crushing the seal token.

The token suddenly diffused a piece of deep evil Qi, which seemed to be made specifically for the night of hearing people. With the driving force, it flowed in the past.

"What is this?" Jiang Zheliu was a little surprised and turned to look at him.

"The demon world has been preparing for the art of seal." Chang Qian said, "this is one of them."

"... one of them?"

Jiang Zheliu captured an important word.

"Yes." Chang Qian ordered it and repeated it sentence by sentence according to what Wen renye told him, "as long as you crush this, there will be other seal links coming."

Before Jiang Zheliu had any doubt about the word "come", he saw that in the mid air of the rift valley, where he had been surrounded by evil Qi for a week, he was suddenly torn open by one hand.

The female devil with white mask stepped out from inside.

Gongyiyan is carrying a long sword. There are still dozens of powerful top demons behind him. They seem to be on standby for a long time.

She saluted Jiang Zheliu from afar.

"Elder sister Gongyi took orders to go to the void world," Chang Qian explained, "and borrowed the utensils of the void seal from Dawu."

Void seal

The void world has been hidden for many years. It is a peaceful and pure land, and they are good at sealing. The meaning of the void seal is to banish the night of hearing people into the void, that is, in the interlayer outside the membrane of the world.

Jiang Zheliu choked at the throat knot, but he could not feel at ease. He even had a trace of resistance, even though he knew that it was painful for the demon world to make this decision.

This is the decision of Wen renye.

"Even if there is no such thing, after Gongyi's elder sister is ready, she will always follow little uncle to prevent him from losing control." Chang Qian raised his pupils and said, "these things are temporarily explained to me by my little uncle on the way. He is afraid of accidents... When Gongyi's elder sister can't come, he will hurt you."

Jiang Zheliu's chest is stuffy and painful, and it is difficult to utter any words. He felt his throat choked and speechless.

"We are the last insurance." Chang Qian said in a low voice, "not to give him a chance of life, but to protect you."

Once the void seal technique is successful, especially the exile seal, it will almost never be able to find the sealed object.

Jiang Zheliu stares at Gongyi Yan, who activates the magic weapon in the distance, and suddenly says, "don't do it first."

Chang Qian: "brother?"

"Let me try."

Chang Qian was so stupid that he looked at him confusedly: "how to... Try?"

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If there is darkness all around, where should we go?

Wen renye lost five senses again.

He couldn't find his own sight, but he clearly kept it in his body, but the five senses were cut off, the divine consciousness was blocked, as if he was surrounded by something, and he sank into the sea of heart infinitely.

He caught a glimpse of a cold, cold beam.

It was the light on the blade of Lingxiao sword when he first saw Jiang Zheliu.

Hearing people's night, he can feel a great sense of burden. He is trying his best to suppress the Taoist seed, but he can also feel that the final Taoist seed that he put into his body is close to the seed that was originally sealed. He can't speak in his heart and has no voice. He can only feel and speculate vaguely by things like "premonition" and "Siwei".

The light he "saw" did not use vision, but only the feeling of his spirit.

He thought pause, there is a moment of emptiness.

Where should we sail in the dark?

Wen renye was immersed in a long time of thinking and choice, but in fact, in his feelings, he could not distinguish between the top and the bottom, so he could only rely on intuition and premonition to resist more serious things.

The body is acting by instinct, but the mind that controls the body influences and oppresses each other, entangles here and can't break free.

Wen renye thought of his explanation in the dark loneliness.

He didn't worry so much because of this. He believed that there would be no problem with the broken willow. He also believed in Gong Yi Yan and Chang Qian's ability.

As long as Xiao Liushu is safe, he can keep calm.

But this calmness was soon broken.

The night as like as two peas of darkness, he felt a chill of ice and snow, strong, tough and invincible, just like the sword that he had printed in the heart of the sea many years ago.

He was stunned, but his heart was beating wildly, and the sound came into his mind.

He didn't know why he felt the familiar and strange sword meaning. His mood was turbulent and sent out a vigorous and explosive sound, which awakened his hearing.

He heard the familiar, chilly voice.

"The night of hearing people," Jiang said, "look at me."

The rift valley has lost its original landform.

Lingbo, magic Qi, Buddha light, ghost Qi, all kinds of fierce and terrifying waves move mountains and fill the sea, flattening the surrounding areas.

The general of the demon clan is behind Jiang Zheliu. Gongyiyan is wearing a mask and holding a translucent thin blade in his hand. It is a thing of the void world.

She looked at Jiang Zheliu standing in front of the Lord.

Just a moment ago, Jiang xianzun, in order to prevent her from carrying out the seal technique, asked Mingjing for help, and wanted to try to wake up the LORD with the spirit.

This kind of awakening has to be done.

Just when gongyiyan firmly rejected, she looked at Jiang xianzun, sighed, and took out a piece of glittering fragments. Then, the fragments dissolved in his palm, making Jiang Zheliu stop in the middle of his cultivation. Under her gaze, she recovered to the peak step by step.

Gongyi Yan subconsciously held his breath and wanted to refuse the other side according to the Lord's command, but he couldn't say anything in the other side's eyes.

If he is a wise demon, he should seal him according to Wen renye's words and exile him in the void. Besides the race mission, he can also

She took a subconscious look at the queen.

Unfortunately, it seems that the demons are not smart enough.

Just as she was gazing at the broken willow, she saw the Venerable Master standing up with the bone wings spread out, and the dark long knife was condensed in her palm.

Is this domestic violence?

Hearing the eyes of the night is still two bright magic flame, can't find out where the focus of the line of sight is.

But his instinct was infected by the killing Tao.

The dark long sword was in his hand, full of violent and manic evil Qi, which pressed him around. The long tail of the bone spurs was thrown on the ground, making a crack.

Jiang Zheliu sighed and looked at the little devil's eyes, which could not see his emotion. He had just tried to sweep his divine consciousness. The spirit of the other side was so dense that he could not communicate, let alone wake up.

His long hair is still snow-white, but it is cold and soft, the color is like ice, the breath of the whole body is still rising, and gradually has a strong pressure again.

Lingxiao sword trembles and chirps.

Jiang Zheliu held the hilt of the sword, looked at the little demon king in the opposite eye, pulled the corner of his lip, and said, "this time, can you lighten it?"

Bang——

The sword collided with each other, and with the deviation of the power, the two peaks of the blade burst into a dazzling spark, and the breath mingled with each other was fierce and fierce.

River broken willow tiger crack, flowing blood from the fingers. His Taoist body is cold and his breath is cold. Under his pale eyelashes, there are dark pupils, just like snow at night.

The back of the road bumps into the cliff. Although the road is not seriously affected by the strong spiritual force, the few remaining rocks on the land also collapse and fall, and the dust and ashes fall.

The Lingxiao sword holds the ink knife, and the intention of killing overlaps with the cold. A powerful cyclone is circling around, which can't be approached by others. No living things can be kept around the surging cyclone.

The white clothes were pressed under the black corners and bone armor.

Jiang Zheliu closed his fingers, and the pain spread through the cracks of his fingers, which made people too sober.

He turned his head and whispered, "it seems that it's still not possible."

At this time, instead of being so serious, he gave a light smile.

"Be gentle, little devil."

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