The reincarnation was defeated

The issued a cold laugh: "But what happened? She is already the past style! Better sooner will know who I am! And you are destined to be my peak road, one is not remembered, is not enough."

"You admit it, then I don't say anything more." The fingertips of the silk gently wiped the blade of the : "The Yi people can't kill the people, so I can't take my voice. ... Since your voice is all the people, I will take it back, I just hope that I should not blame me for more and more, and she is not a trick. "

"The shutter is dead!"

Another sound wave, the strongest attack method is also the strongest spiritual confusion, burning full monster, the sound of the night Chang Geng seems to become a gun, the naked eye, the eye-catching, as if the sea tide beat, A wave of waves, which seems to be straightforwardly running the engine, and the superimposed sound tears everything, and the stone stone is shocked, followed by the powder.

The human body is not able to withstand this horror, Su Bai can't have to start defense, picking up Liu Chi and plum women to avoid, Feng Yunting is wrapped by magic, but it saves him, no shock fragment .

"Since you know that I recognize the king, how can I guess this sound, I have the law of crack?"

The Tianshu helped the blue silk long hair, and the spiritual force was once again knitted to weave the weapon. This time, this time, this time, it is no longer a sharp treasure knife, nor is a demonic king, but an antique piano.

Guqin is a kind of string, the silk sound in the eight sounds, the ancient books record the Fuxi piano, and there is a gods, the yellow emperor, the legend of the Yellow Emperor, the legend is a string, the Wen Wang has a string, Wu Wang is also a string For the seventhine, so it is called a seven string ... This piano is a seven string, although it is not an overwo, but it is one of the fairy devices that Tianwu, and its name is a piano.

The sky is a sinusing, gently bomb, but the release is not a soft string, but wear a stone flavor.

!

The fairy sound is only on the sky, can the world have to hear?

Not because they can't hear, but because people heard are dead.

On the destructive power, the sound of the night Chang Geng released is far from the hit, imagine that the Qian Mao, who is ejected in the kung fu movie, is purely quality. Difference, relying on strength counterattack and rolling, don't need more beautiful, don't have to take the soul, this sound will be your old life, I will send you a return.

The spread of the spread will destroy all buildings in the square, and do not leave anything.

Si Luo scattered the gods, playing this level of Ryphin also spent a quite part of the fairy force.

When the Night Chang Geng has been unbearable, the whole body is the trace of sharp sound, and the wound spills countless paint black blood, full of fierce, it is like a weak beast to twitch, even I don't know how I lose.

"Cough, cough ..." : "You are not people ... you are not ... Human! You are a fairy! I should think of it ... But your fairy is not too long. Have you! Why is it now ... "

"My business, I can't ask you, are you not very arrogant? Isn't you let me become a bad foot? Continue to say, I listen." The silk is lucrative, this kill The habit may have changed: "I don't know if I don't know if I don't know if I have been exhausted, I will dig my heart. You don't have to tell me, I don't care about you. I will know after a moment, I will know after a moment. "

She hangs the martial arts, giving the mouth of the night long-ever.

Night Gong Geng completely cools the heart of the battle, it is not the opponent, the demon will not be with the god Buddha, stand in the top of the power, the fairy demon, the fairy laid the rules of the world, and the magic is endless, killing Absolute ... The difference between race is also the difference between strength.

... can't, no, this will die, you will die!

... Lost the sound, the power will recession, I can't die here!

Night Chang Geng has not been there to be a dignity and face, he issued sharp calls, and the voice spread throughout the dream.

"The ritual adult saves me -!"

"Adult saves me -!"

"help me--!"

What should I do? Deep sucking a breath, shouting in the sky ... Wenhuang said very well.

Think about it, the other world, the world is invincible, you can call Yu Duo, now you have to cool, and you will be cold, and it is very normal. If you want to be, the difference is only one, shouting someone an answer or an unmanned response !

When the night Chang Geng saved the moment, the voice spread throughout the dream, but saw a black lotus, the blood red whip pulled the ankle of the night Chang Geng, toward it, the chest deviates from the blade, the martial arts Ground, branded knife, and night long Geng dead escape, was poured in the air, he said hard: "Head ... more thanks to Help."

The blood red blood is raised, the special skill is running, a petite girl is sitting on the black lotus, swaying a little feet: "You are really a small monster, even the gourd east is not as good as I really lose your face, I will have you use it. It is useful. It's not coming here to add trouble, really suffocating, even the time to transplant the black lotus is wasteful, the magic has not appeared ... no one, no one, no I will send you myself to see your ancestors. "

The voice of the girl listened to the crisp but familiar.

Su Bai saw, the moonlight Hand supported the cheeks, her hands are white, but also the dark, the dark ripple is the brand left by the witchcraft of the Xiling witch, and her fingertips flow out of the red blood, which is the medium used by the application.

Her dressing and this era are inconsistency, as if shutt time and space, from the ancient civilization enlightenment period, rough braid is made of irregular stones and bone products, the outer coat finished products are rough.

But the puzzling is that in this quite rough and ancient tribute dress, only the person is a fine dress. The material of this dress is now in the era, that is clearly There will be a modern dress that will appear after several industrial revolutions ...

This is a hunt, at least in the eyes of Su Bai, he can't understand why her dress combines two elements of 'ancient' and 'modern', and there is also a trimming ...

If she is from the era of the ancient times, there will be no such thing as ancient and modern clothes. Is it from the future to the tribal era, and lived to the current era?

It is not possible, thinking about it, it seems that there is a butter called any infinite refining ... Say is the story of time and space ... Cough and cough ... It is a bit far away.

Su Bai shakes the excess memories, carefully staring at the girl in front of the girl, she is called the Night Gong Geng as the '' sorghum ', the same is the same, many people have not surnamed, most of them use the star. name.

Just thinking about a long time, it seems to be more eye-catching ... Not a look, but some deep memories are recovering ...

Su Bai's consciousness calm the iceberg, there are many pain he is unwilling to bear, and what is the so-called pain? Even beautiful past, but once you lost the wonderful, when you remember those good times, the pain that lost, it would be followed, all the beautiful has become bubbles, become a painful source.

He seems to have really recalled what, but there is no one who has noticed him.

Under the moonlight, the girl on the black lotus hangs the lack of sight, which is looked at the taller.

Among the dreams, there is a surprised watch, and they are visiting the neighbor girls who have been familiar with.

Two women looked at each other, they were familiar with each other, and they have lived in the Town Triba and lived in ten years.

"Siny ... Tianshi." The company wanted to have her famous.

"Skirts ..." Si Luo sent a dream-like sigh: "How can it ... What happened? What is going on? People can't rest in, how can you appear here?"

"Yeah, people can't resurrect, but Witch's witchcraft is doing." The company risks the neck. She looks up at the night sky: "I didn't expect to meet you here, I really didn't expect you, I thought you I have already returned to the sky ... Oh, I didn't expect you to return to the world. Finally, I will return to you, and the world is just a playground. I need to keep it, I don't need to abandon! "

The rigid and low language, holding a fist, her eyes revealed a grief look.

"I never thought about abandon, just didn't come!" Brotle glamatically, she knew that after the past, after Xiling in the city, the ghost witches were mad, retaliated Xuanyuanqiu, at that time, the scholar should also be there. However, she didn't see it by Wu Wei at all, she sighed: "Siki, we should talk about it, have a lot of things you don't know ..."

"Unclear?" Division whisper: "There is nothing clear, I have nothing to say to you! You are not Xuanyuanqiu, not our enemy, let the opening is, don't hinder me and witch!"

"You are a ghost teacher's pro-disciples ... Do you have a way to find Su Bai?" Si Luo is not an urgent disease, the witch is the core of Xiling, master the ancient and powerful, if the witch There is a way to die, then there will be a way ... she can't help but ask: "Is there any kind of soul of the reincarnation?"

"... Su ... White?" The truth immediately turned his face, she jumped in the sky, three steps to do two steps, and the appearance was out of control, but she curbed the flood of the emotions, stopped on ten steps Outside: "You see him? You must see him right! If you don't, you can't affirmed that he hasn't returned to the round! Answer me, is it!"

Xiling City is destroyed, and everyone includes the ancestors of death. Only the ghosts witch lenders lend people to flee a robbery, and they were killed by the demon, the soul will be swallowed by the devil, even if only part of it, Basically gray flying to the smoke, because the soul of the soul can't enter the reincarnation ... Normal life is dead, the soul is complete, there is an opportunity to return to the students.

That time, Su Bai did not find the body, but everyone thought he was dead.

So excitement of the scholarity, but the silk is more difficult.

The day is finally nod, she can't lie to this girl, because the siphon will make Su Bai admire.

"I have seen him ..."

"That?"

"He is dead." The word of Si Luo hit her into hell.

"Dead ... ..." The risottice look is stagnant: "How can he ... he is ..."