The inner palace was in a state of great pain, and there was no joint in the body that was full of force. Qin Jiaoxian lay on the ground and hummed, constantly muttering the words "Black and White" in his mouth...

Under the blurred consciousness, a strong wind blew on the face, and with his hands, he helped Qin Fuxian lying on the ground. Qin Fuxian felt his shoulders sink, and a thick inner essence was transmitted into his body, constantly repairing his damaged meridians.

"Black and White Guy...!"

"Say!" The murderous intent in the eyes of the Black and White Langjun was surging, "Who hurts you and Hua Feihua! Nangong Hen stands out for you!"

"Hongbai Guy!!!!" Qin Jiaoxian roared in a hoarse voice, "Qingzai is dead! Ye Xiaochai is being chased by someone!! Even the little kid is not spared!! Old Qin has two brothers killed!! Heibai Guy!! Don't worry about me! Go down the mountain to save people!!"

"Ah!" A shocked voice, but when he saw Nangong Hen suddenly leave and followed, Fei Yu and the revenge of Meng Baiyun, "Brother is dead! How could it be..."

"Ji Ji!!" Meng Baiyun supported Fei Yu and Ji, "Ji Ji, you save someone first, I..."

"What did you say!!!" A strange air flowed out from the black and white husband's body, and the stone steps under his feet suddenly turned into ashes, "Qin Feixian!! What did you say!"

"Go and save people first!!" Qin Jiaoxian pulled the black and white husband and yelled, "Go and save people first!!"

"Hate!!!!" With a roar, the black and white man put down the Qin Feixian and turned into a strong wind and rushed straight away. His momentum was destroyed and the forest collapsed. He walked all the way, and the ground was full of miserable...

Dead? How could he die? How could he die!! Nangong wished he could not accept you! How could you die!! He heard the bad news suddenly, and the Black and White Man was shocked, and the resentment that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart burst out completely, trying to destroy everything in front of him!

Fei Yu Yuanji was awakened by this angry shout and forced himself to be angry, "Brother Baiyun, take Qin Jiaxian up the mountain for me..."

"Respectful Ji..." Meng Baiyun was usually in chaos, but at this time she was awake. She carried flowers and helped Lao Qin up. Meng Baiyun ran towards the mountain... Damn! Who did it? Liu Qingyi... Ye Xiaochai... Damn! How should Respectful Ji be sad!!

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Su Zhan held Yang Biao's unrecognizable head and sat foolishly at the foot of Linggu Mountain, with blood and tears in his eyes...

My eyes could no longer see things, my feet could no longer walk. In a vague way, I could only feel that I was surrounded again...

When he was about to die, Su Zhan suddenly felt his nose a little sore. Brother Yang still had his head, but the old thief was dead without a complete body. Su Zhan is not a veteran in the world. He is just a young man who has just entered the world. He also has a little childishness to take you, and he also holds some heroic dreams.

It's so simple, I'm going to die like this!

When did I feel like I was going to die last time? Ha! It was still the time when my father followed Ouyang Shangzhi. I still remember that he was fighting with his father and blushing?

Now that I’m going like this, will my father be sad at home?

Su Zhan was still thinking about some things in a mess, and he didn't realize that he had arrived in front of him...

"Do you know?" The demon of appearance stood in front of Su Zhan and said in a dark voice, "Will you die miserably! Do you regret it?"

Although I can't see it, and even the strength to speak is almost gone, Su Zhan still shook his hands, tidyed his clothes, and then hugged Yang Biao's head, raised his head slightly, and opened his eyes that had lost their glory, staring at the demon of appearance with a smile, and his proud look was like a playboy in a family, "I regret not having given birth to you, a bad son! With such a son, Su Zhan has no face to see his ancestors again..."

"What did you say!!!"

"Sad son, why don't you send me to your father on the road quickly and let my uncles wait for a long time. Can you afford it?" Su Zhan opened his godless eyes and smiled like a child, "Come on!"

"Looking for death!" The demon of appearance was extremely angry and slapped Su Zhantianling with a palm to take his life...

The eyes could not see the object, and only felt a strong wind rushing to the face. Su Zhan sighed in his heart... Anyway, he was a useless person alive, but he was still clean if he died. Su Zhan was thinking in a mess, and suddenly felt a fierce wind coming from behind him. He was about to laugh at him and kill a person who was powerless to resist, so he could attack forward and backward?

"The ghost shadows shuttled through the night, and the white skeleton looked like a horse."

This is... the sound coming from his ears shocked Su Zhan... This sound, this poem name...

"Lang Ao Nangong Ming is hated, and Jun Yang is angry and kills the world!"

"Ah!" A sound of bone cracks sounded, and a few drops of blood were scattered on his face. Su Zhan was stunned and suddenly laughed wildly, "Hahahahahahahaha! Son! You can't take your life as your father! Hahahahahahaha!"

After a few loud noises, he raised his head, and Su Zhan, who had already exhausted his energy, fell to the ground and fell into a coma...

The moment of madness attracted the attention of the Black and White Man. This person was exhausted. For the Black and White Man, it was okay if he didn't die. Since the person was fine, then...

Turning back, with his hands behind his back, his pair of eagle-like eyes staring at the evil spirits in front of him. The fierce murderous intent in his eyes made people afraid to look at it. The black and white man said in a cold voice, "Who is killing my brother!! Who is trying to kill my brother!"

A meaningless question, Qin Fuxian didn't say it clearly, and the Black and White Man wanted to know who killed Liu Qingyi and who wanted to kill Ye Xiaochai!

The momentum as quiet as the abyss made the Thirteen Evil Spirits and the Killer's hearts very cold. In front of him was the demon of the appearance of the demon who had been cut off his arm by a blow. The cold aura was so frightening that no one dared to respond to the evil spirits. The demon of the demon of the appearance of the demon endured the pain of the broken arm and gritted his teeth, "Mr. Black and White! You dare to care about the affairs of the evil spirits!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he just said a harsh word. But he didn't expect it, but it made the sky angry. He saw the black and white man's sleeves automatically without wind. He stepped out in one step, and the circle was shaking!

"It seems that there is no need to ask!" The madness is hard to stop. Since there is no answer, then kill it! What if you kill tens of millions of people by mistake? The Black and White Man did not want to let anyone go!

"From today, the evil spirits will be removed from the world!!" With a wave of his hand, the strong wind swept across the board, and the foundation was unstable. He was shocked to death by this horror momentum on the spot. The black and white man stretched out his finger and said proudly, "Go together!"

In an extremely depressing atmosphere, the evil spirits dared not approach, but the black and white man could no longer bear the murderous thoughts that swelled up in his heart. He jumped forward and raised his hand to kill. In an instant, he screamed everywhere, and the scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere was like a painting of hell...

"Come on, come on! The Black and White Lord will be happy with your failure!!! The Black and White Lord will use your blood to sacrifice to the spirits of the dead!!!"

Once the dragon enters the sea, it makes a wave of blood. Once the tiger rushes through the mountains and forests, step by step on the corpse. The mad dragon soars all over the sea, and the tiger roars in the mountains and forests. The black and white man wants to wash away all the hatred in his heart with blood. The king raises his anger... He should kill the world!

The mad and majestic posture reflects the eyes. The power of a person is difficult to attack. Every move comes with a tragic sound. Every move falls, the blocker has become a corpse.

He was like thunder, grabbed the head of an evil spirit who wanted to escape and pressed it hard towards the ground. A gust of blood spurted. With one blow, the ground vibrated. He raised his hand and waved his blood. He killed all sides, and there was no way out, no retreat, no gate of Sheng, Shura blocked the gate, who would come to break through?

The unparalleled power is full of killing. The Thirteen Evil Spirits know that they are in a dead end today. They fight back to death and fight back to death, trying to kill the evil man in front of them!

"today.."

"The black and white man sent you to the underworld..."

"No one can leave!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" The sound fell and laughed wildly, the powerful inner Yuan, which shocked the evil spirits' eardrums to break. The black and white man raised the inner Yuan. The energy on the fists on the earth triggered the qi veins. For a moment, under the Linggu Mountain, a slump broke and collapsed, "Eight desolates are destroyed!"

The black and white man angrily punched the ground, and the huge energy broke out from the ground, and the huge rocks thorned the evil spirits with the momentum of thunder. The energy that was constantly exploded, the extremely heavy force, like the catastrophe of Cang, the heavy weight of Houtu, how could evil be stopped? With a violent attack, all evil spirits will be destroyed!

The dust settled, and in the Shura field, the stone thorns and dog teeth crossed through the ground, the black and white man half knelt in the pit, and the murderous intent on his body was as strong as a purgatory fighter ghost coming to the world again...

"Brother!!!!" He screamed and screamed. The madman was not ruthless. He killed his close relative by mistake back then. Who can say the hatred in his heart? The black and white man now protects his short-sex temperament. Isn't it the regrets and hatred he had at the beginning? He has always been alone in the world. In the storm, it is rare to have a strong loyalty. How could he think that there will be such hatred now!

"Heaven!" He stood up and the black and white man fisted towards the sky with a strong and powerful spirit, rushed into the sky, and the chaotic clouds rushed away. The power of one punch made the sky fall, "You have no eyes! You have no eyes!!!"

"You want the man with black and white hatred!"

"The Black and White Lord will dye your enemy's blood!"

"Mr. Black and White wants you to see clearly! My future is pouring blood! Hahahahahaha!"

Crazy laughter, the sound shook all directions, and the sad laughter came to Linggu Mountain and also to the ears of the people in the mountains. Feiyu Ji Ji suddenly burst into tears, "Brother Yeshua..."

Meng Baiyun was speechless and didn't know how to comfort her. She turned her head and the sky outside the window seemed to be torn apart by a different force. Her heart was shocked. With such hatred, the black and white man would enter the world again, and the world would be filled with blood!

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The wind and snow are faint, lonely people in the Thousand Bamboo Dock, lonely people embroider the scarf in spring, Tian Bugu is embroidering a thick spring light, the small window of the bamboo house lightly opens, a few rays of flying snow, with the sound of wind chimes outside the window, breaking into the bamboo house, the god of death suddenly shines, Tian Bugu's mouth is slightly smiled... "Red red lips, black hair, and ten fingers gently touch the blooming flower soul!"

"With the window and door, the moon is deep, but it is a snowy night..." Outside the hut, footsteps are close...

Tian Bugu put down the needle and thread in his hand, stood up and walked out of the bamboo house. There were three people in front of him, a lantern, a coma on his back, and an umbrella standing beside the man, smiling at him...

Tian Bugu moved closer to his body, touched the handle of the umbrella, and sighed, "Why is it that holding an umbrella, why is it covered in dust?"

"I am not happy about the sky, and I am not stained with the wind and dust, and I cannot avoid it or escape."

"Young master's mouth is more likable than the past."

The light of the world was carrying Ye Xiaochai on his back. As he watched, the two people in front of him were confused, and they were confused. Suddenly, the wind chimes on the bamboo, the sound of swaying notes, the three words written on it...

Liu Qingyi!!
Chapter completed!