The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Nangong is not happy, his eyes are rustling, like rolling iron.

His gaze patrolled and stopped for a moment on the fiery red martial arts, and then moved away.

"Who is this?"

Ye forgets the truth: "He is the son of a dead child, surnamed ink."

"Ink?" Nangong creased and frowned. "The one who just came back a few years ago?"

"Ok."

Nangong stunned Ye Yexi Shi: "Do you know him?"

“Tahuayuan once lived in the same hospital.”

Nangong sneer, I don't know what it means. It’s just that Ye forgets to see him react like this. Qing Jun’s face is pale and a few points, the eyelashes fall, and then the lips are not spoken.

"Since he has to wait, buy him a face." Nangong said, "The young age is the master of the gods, I would like to see what he can do."

The ink burned but did not care about the Confucianism, he turned back, and the robes hunted in the wind. The enchantment has broken and the rest of the time will not be too much -

Chu, late, are you still not good?

Hey! Luo's filigree claws broke the gauze, the white fluttering, the plain satin was shocked into thousands of pieces of snow.

Chu nightning only felt a very familiar atmosphere, and reacted with a big look: "Heaven?!"

Do not.

It’s not a question.

He played against her, and she had a kind of spiritual power that seemed to be extremely heavenly.

The accounts in the Chen family's house are like a thin, locked in a soul, a devil. Candidly fight more than ten strokes, Chu night Ning heart mystery group gradually clouded and scattered, suddenly think of a section, 醍醐 醍醐 top, suddenly understand.

"Extreme heart willow..."

Luo Fibre had already died, and it was ignited into ash. At that time, it was only possible to rely on Mrs. Chen’s body. There is no reason to turn it out now.

The mysterious man took a section of the vine that picked the heart and gave her a temporary home for the sake of the soul.

The heart of the person cooked outside, the smog of smoke. Gold, water, fire, and soil are waiting for the "wood" of Luo Fibre.

What the man is going to do!

Did he try his best, just to let Luo Fi Fi able to regain the flesh, killing the ghost world and Chen Bojun double flying? Who can do this for her?

Her relatives have long since died.

Relatives...

Loved ones! !

Chu night Ning's heart moved, blood surged. He suddenly thought of a passage she had said to herself when she saw Luo Fibre.

She has a brother who lost a lot of years ago...

is it him?

"Block me, don't live!"

Luo Fibre is an entity, and Chu Yuning is a soul. Although her spiritual power is far less than that of him, it is difficult to distinguish it.

In the blink of an eye, her bright red finger claws stabbed straight into his heart chamber, fearing that the soul was damaged, and Chu nightly shunned away, and the backhand was at her forehead.

"It's useless, how many times you try it! The purging spell can't hurt me!" She sneered, and shouted in the sky, calling for the corpse of the colorful butterfly town in all directions.

"Well, wait for the ghosts, why don't you listen to me! Salt is here, drink blood and kill!"

The terrible humming sound suddenly sounded, and the colorful butterfly town was chaotic, and the unintentional zombies who ran into turmoil heard her call and rushed toward Chen Zhai.

Zombies are like tidal waters, one after another, like a storm, quenching in the wind. This chilling scream is like a shout in the sand, and it can be heard all the time, no matter inside or outside the enchantment.

Outside the world, the fairies are all in vain.

In the world, Chu nightning is alone.

He only shadows one person, the soul, and a white dress stands opposite the fiber. She is laughing and laughing, her eyes are crazy and fierce. His gentleman is like a bamboo, and he smells a hundred ghosts without changing his color, but his eyebrows are very low pressure, and there is a haze in the day.

"Roofy, do you remember some words that you said to me?"

"Well?" She didn't seem to think that he would ask this question, and couldn't help it.

In the night of her ecstasy, Chu Yuning was already in white, and plunged into the top of Chen Zhai's courtyard. A pair of dusty silks fell on the edge of Tanhewa.

"You said that you never thought about being a devil. You also said that you didn't want to harm anyone."

After the sound falls, the four wild winds linger.

Chu night steadily looked up, the black pressure of the corpse surged from all directions. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly he swung his sleeves, and the wind blew the sorrow of the soul.

Between his hands, he lit a golden glow.

"excuse me."

Suddenly, Wan Dao Liu Teng got up! !

The color of the butterfly town is flowing, the ground of the dead body is smashed, and the cracks of the worms are instantaneously cracked, and one and a thick willow tree breaks out! They all overflowed with dazzling golden light, like thousands of chains, smashing the corpses that rushed!

Chu nightning eyes are sturdy, and long hair blows in front of the cold snow-like face of the creek.

He whispered: "God asks, people are jealous."

I looked up and looked like a flame.

The row of golden weeping willows, suddenly bright and blazing, numerous dense branches and leaves were born, trapping the zombies who were still roaring and struggling, and then each willow tree cracked a gap, with cracks open, trees Wrap all the dead in it and seal it.

Mass graves.

The largest weeping willow, pulled up from the center of the Chenjia House, is like a wind and arrow, chasing the fluffy Luo fiber.

But Na Luo's fibrillation is the body of the topping of the willow, the heart of the willow, the heavens, the hell, the one, is the tree that the Chen Shanggong brought to the mortal world from the gods, and the people who have been asked for a time I can't catch up with Luo Wei's petite and quick-minded figure.

Her bright red embroidered golden robes are rolling in the wind, and the giant willows are getting higher and higher, piercing the enchantment and rushing to the Han.

The people outside the enchantment were stunned by the cracked wood, and they were weak and weak, and they could not support it. They were so strong that they were weakened by the master's level and they threw their knees.

As the willow tree grows taller and taller, it can be connected to the moon. The spiritual power of Chu-nighting has been released to an unprecedented level. Some monks around the town of Caidie have already bleed, even Such a cultivation of Nangong Temple is difficult to breathe, and the chest is stuffy and flustered.

Nangong licked his teeth: "There is such a character in the dying of life and death? Yuheng elder?"

Li Wuxin set his heart beside him. After all, he was the master of a village, but he was able to support it. He said: "Nangong Gongzi, this person is Chu Yuning!"

"what?!"

Under such a strong pressure, Nangong was suddenly shocked and spit out a blood.

"Is it Chu...master?"

"Less Lord, don't say anything more."

Seeing that he was injured, Ye forgets to raise his hand, points to the two points of Nangong, and loses a little spiritual power with him. Unexpectedly, Nangong驷 did not appreciate, violently broke him, licking the blood on his lips and said: "Don't touch me."

"..."

"Ye Gongzi, or I am coming." Song Qiutong is a sphenoidal beauty seat, but the impact is not big, she is full of profit, a pair of scorpions look at the leaves and forget the past, whispered.

Ye Yexi was not as friendly as she was when she first saw it, and she did not care about her.

Song Qiutong touched the nails here, and turned his head to look at the Nangong Temple. Nangong’s attitude towards her was much better than that of the beginning, but he also said: “I don’t need your help. I just haven’t seen it for many years. I was surprised at the moment. Not so weak, you have to have leisure and take care of others."

Here, Song Qiutong and the Confucian scholars did not notice the ink.

He has fallen back to the body of Chu Yuning, and looked up at the soul of the late night, and the fierceness of Luo’s fierceness. Then look at the corpse that was temporarily sealed by thousands of willow trees, and could not help but be scared.

It is necessary to know that such a spell, even under normal conditions, is extremely consuming. What's more, Chu Ning is still in the soul?

How strong is this person’s strength?

When I didn't finish it, I heard a burst of exclamation.

The vines of the topping willow are the enemy, but the silk is tied by the willow under the high moon. The lush foliage quickly swallows her to the invisible, and the giant trees wrap her in the cracked tree hole. Then, the ancient Liu Liu, who was directly in the sky, slowly descended and slowly descended, eventually reaching the ordinary ancient wood trees.

At this point, the enchantment has been broken, but the tens of thousands of people who have turned into a shackle are locked with the zombie, so there is no danger for a while.

Xue Zhengyi did not dare to relax, and the rest of the people who commanded the death of the dead were kept in front of each willow, just in case. Others went straight to the Chen Zhai compound. Because of the urgency of the situation, I didn’t think much about it. I hugged the body of Chu’s cold and cold, and went over there.

When the crowd arrived, the ancient Liuliu, which locked Luo’s fiber, had become a real coffin. She lay in it, her face was sometimes embarrassing, sometimes mournful, her eyes were sometimes fierce and sometimes sad.

There are two kinds of voices in her mouth, one is crazy, shouting: "Why stop me!! Why stop me! You should die! Damn!!"

One is weak and helpless: "Jero brother, is that you... Is the person coming from you? Please... save me... I don't want to hurt... I beg you..."

The two voices alternated alternately. After a long time, the inside of the scorpion was dead.

At this time, the spiritual power of the soul of the late night of Chu was near the limit and could not be supported, but he relied on his mind and finally went to the woman's eyebrows.

"Who is it?"

The ghosts of the female ghosts slowly opened, and there was still a scarlet inside.

Li Wuxin lost his voice: "Not good!!"

Just wanting to squat on the body, took the life of Qingqing, but was emptied by the night of Chu, and a thunder fell, blocking his way.

"Chu night, you -!"

Chu nightning did not care for him, staring at the delicate girl who was sitting slowly in the middle of the squat.

She opened her eyes and blood, but there was no half-inch murder inside. Instead, she was flustered and whispered: "It’s all over, it’s fierce."

Chu Xiaoning heard her answer, and finally she was relieved, her eyelashes fell, and her soul went away.

After a while, the man in the ink-burning arms flicked a little, and the ink burned him down, letting him lean against the pillar, kneeling on one knee, and aligning with him, saying: "Master, you are back. ?"

Chu Fengning's Fengmu had an instant loss of consciousness. After a while, he slowly gathered the focus.

He glanced at the ink, and the spiritual power was much more. He was a thin man with a spiritual core, so he looked a little weak, his face was not much better than when he was born, but still so pale.

"Well..." Chu was rather okay, and it took a while to get up, and this slowly helped the colonnade to get up.

He walked slowly to the front of Luo Fibre and looked down at her.

Luo fidelity slightly opened his mouth and looked at him slyly: "Jero brother... How can I be here? Send, what happened?"

"It’s not too much to say." Although Chu Yuening was a little weak, but his eyes were sharp and sharp, he asked straightforwardly. "Tell me, who is this person who gave you this body? This matter is very important, you can still remember?"

"I……"

Chu nightning waited, nails because of tension, and almost cut off on the stone pillar.

"Not very clear, but some impressions..." Luo fieryly muttered. "It's a man, he...he..."

Xue Meng on the other side is also anxious: "Think about it!"

Luo fiber fiercely recalled: "I was confused at the time, I really didn't see his face, but I heard his voice, a bit of a northern tone... It seems... it seems..."

"Ah!!" She suddenly exclaimed, showing the color of fear, "I remembered! It is him! It is him!!! Orange!! Steal orange!"

"What oranges steal oranges, messy..." Xue Meng said.

But Chu Xiaoning immediately understood - she said that she was the madman who cut the orange tree when she was a child!

There are men in Linyi, and twenty hearts are dead.

who is it……

Linyi, is it difficult to be a Confucianist?

Yes……

However, at this time, the sky suddenly burst into a thunder, and the chess game that was hovering over the town of Choi Butterfly suddenly burst into red.

Xue Zhengxuan said: "Not good!" immediately shouted high. "I look close to the masses around me!! It is fear that the people in the chess game have already discovered that they must move!"

When the town of Caidie was flying, the sand was flying and the smoke was everywhere.

The monks are waiting in a row, with their backs and long swords.

Chu night Ning was dark and dark, and he said: "Get up! There is a white person left by the person in your body. You have to be restrained by him again. I will drive you out. The reincarnation of the local government must never stay in the mortal world forever!"

Speaking of the palm of my heart, I shot it at the volley of Luo.

However, the spiritual power did not feel the power of the white game.

Chu night, a sigh of relief, suddenly a chill came to my heart, between the electric and the flint, he was almost subconsciously aware of the danger, Chao Luo fiber said: "Go!"

That's too late.

"what!!!!"

Only heard a sharp scream.

The treasures of the sky are in the heart of the game, and a **** shot down, with the thunder of the body on the body made of Luo Sui Liu Liu.

"boom!"

Fire and bully!

"Roofy!"

The figure of the girl quickly became distorted in the sea of ​​fire, and suddenly, the incense soul rose to the sky and mixed with the smelly smoke.

The soul and the smoke tremble, and the smoke and the soul condense.

Originally, Luo’s position stood suddenly, and suddenly a blue light array emerged.

"Mu Ling Essence?!"

At the end of the night, the blood was faded and clean, and his eyes were extremely fierce. He thought wrong - he was wrong! ! Presumably, Luo Fibre must be a person with a high spirit of wood. The behind-the-scenes pusher is not in the heart of the golden fire and water, but is waiting for the grievances to become a thunder, smashing on the slender body and let her complain. Soul, become the source of temporary living and picking the heart!

Jinmu water and fire, all five.

What he has to do, can do it now...

Chu night Ning looked up at the sky, everyone looked at the top, the leaves were bleak, and the time was calm and terrible.

Then, suddenly, between.

Great earthquake! !

It is almost the same as the ancient city of Lin'an that they once saw in the fantasy of Taohuayuan.

Above the butterfly town, a huge purple-black split was torn open. The inside was like a hurricane wrapped in countless blood and rain. It was like a devil's eye and slowly opened.

Li Wuxin pointed at the crack and shouted: "Infernal **** - the enchantment of hell! - broken, broken!!!!"

"The sky above the town of Choi Butterfly has been cracked, and the door of the ghost world has opened!!"

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