Chapter 3435

In the past, he felt that Kou Li was too young. Although he was a little naughty, he was more naive and lovely. Now

The slender and tall figure stood there, his eyes were light and evil, and his side face was deep and handsome. When he heard the speech, he pulled a thin, soft and beautiful lip flap, but he spit out four words indifferently, without mixing mixed feelings: "not much."

The three elders were stunned for a long time.

Twilight CI didn't speak again. He didn't have any good feelings for Kou Lili from the beginning. Until now, he has never changed.

The young man leaned back carelessly. His bony fingers knocked on the table. His tone was careless: "I said, master, can you not be sad all day, like you used to know her more."

"I'm sad in the spring and autumn?!" three old men blew their beard and stared. For a time, they didn't even have the sad mood. They shouted angrily: "tell me clearly at dusk!!"

"I feel I can hear you clearly." Mu CI covers his ears calmly and is serious.

Three elders have heartache.

Dusk CI hung his eyes and remembered what the girl had said to him before. His eyes were slightly dark and opened lazily, "master, there's another thing."

The immortal asked angrily, "what's the matter?"

"This trial... There is a girl." Twilight CI opened her mouth slowly. When she spoke, her tone was a little imperceptible with a smile. She was very evil: "she had a personal situation and might leave xuanqingzong temporarily."

He Zixiu listened and frowned slightly.

This kind of accident is really unavoidable. He said, "you are responsible for this trial. Let's do it."

The meaning of Twilight words is unknown.

After Jing Mo completely left Xuanqing sect, he no longer restrained himself, moved his mind and walked with his sword.

The direction of the imperial sword is——

Demon domain.

The demon realm is different from the darkness of the demon realm. The demon king is naturally romantic and lazy, and goes his own way. The demon realm is also a place used to being presumptuous.

After Jing Mo returned to the demon domain, he purposefully went to the demon domain hall.

Along the way, the demon domain guard said hello to her.

Jing Mo nodded slightly.

She is not from the demon domain, but she is a pharmacist in the demon domain.

This time, the demon king was seriously injured, so she came back in the middle of Xuanqing sect.

In the hall,

The man leaned lazily on the king's chair, dressed in loose red clothes, his chest loomed, and his 3000 ink hair fell like a waterfall. He had a pale complexion due to serious injury. When his fox eyes were raised, they were as frivolous and cold as ever, which was more attractive than women.

"King." Jing Mo walked to the demon king with an expressionless face. She looked down at Feng Yu's seriously injured state, but her voice was nice but cold: "you really can pick the time."

"Excuse me, our pharmacist is working in xuanqingzong?" Feng Yu smiled frivolously and seduced his soul with a little languid. "I don't want to. Why don't the pharmacist find those evil families to settle accounts?"

Hear the word demon clan.

Jing Mo raised his eyes. Those light eyes were surprisingly light, without any emotion.

She didn't want to say more and began to heal Feng Yu.

"Oh, by the way..." the demon Wang Hongyi gave birth to a face that charmed all sentient beings. He seemed to suddenly think of something, and the mood in his eyes was stained with a bit of interest. "You went to xuanqingzong."

Xuanqingzong's three words came out from his lips and teeth, with a little unknown lingering meaning. He was lazy and narrowed his eyes. Thinking of the picture he saw in Xuancheng that night, he suddenly smiled: "have you ever seen a girl in red?"

Jing Mo was unmoved and said coldly: "who?"

Feng Yu thought, "it's very beautiful and arrogant."

The girl in white paused for a moment. Her expression was cold and her tone was cold: "I don't know."

Feng Yu is a little sorry, but he also knows that Jing Mo never pays attention to the outside world. It's normal not to know.

"If you can touch... Send a message to this seat."

Jing Mo pointed to his injury and didn't answer Feng Yu's sentence directly: "the king lived before he said."

The demon king said indifferently, "you can't die."

When Jing Mo came out of the palace, it was already dark night. She walked slowly, her snow sleeves were slightly folded, and her white fingertips rubbed a half blood jade, which was wrapped with a magic Qi

Her eyes were clear and calm.

Before March.

It is said that the former Demon Lord has long been scared.

After three months.

The man is in Xuanqing sect.

The awn of blood jade was reflected in the girl's eyes and annihilated in an instant.

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Xuanqing sect.

What happened in the second round of trial was suppressed. After two days of suspension, he resumed the second round of trial. This time, he changed a place, and xuanqingzong was strict with him. There was no accident on the way.

Ranbai directly holds the rabbit and comes out a quarter of an hour after entering, followed by a Ruan Yin.

Ruan Yin tasted such an easy test for the first time. When she came out, she was still in a trance and felt that she could do it again!

After the second round of trial, xuanqingzong began the last round of trial.

This trial is special. It's a fantasy.

And everyone enters a different dreamland, which is due to the most fearful picture in everyone's heart.

It can be said that it is a single trial. As long as people can break the illusion, they can officially become disciples of Xuanqing sect.

Under the guidance, the trial disciples enter the dreamland at the same time.

Late at night, the blood moon covers the sky and dark clouds cover the sun.

Sorrows are everywhere and blood flows into a river.

At a glance,

The huge and luxurious palace was vaguely unreal, hidden in the dark, but it could be seen that on the steps of 9981, there were dead bodies everywhere, thick white bones, and blood winding down from the steps, like a grand sacrifice.

On the high level, the gorgeous but empty palace is covered with blood, which is not true.

At a glance, it was shocking.

In front of the palace with countless corpses and blood, I saw a figure, kneeling on one knee and a half on the 9981 steps, with his back to the huge palace. His slender fingers clung to a sword, the blade against the ground, supporting her figure without falling down. The hand clutching the hilt tried his best, and the phalanx stretched out a terrible cold against the blood red hilt, There is a pale color of abstinence and depravity.

"Tick..."

A slight sound was the only sound in the dead silence.

A drop of blood dropped from her fingertips, winding a blood mark from her pale complexion, like a crack in Bone China, and the morbid beauty fell on the ground.

She was dressed in red. She couldn't tell whether it was pure red or covered with blood. Her clothes fell on the ground, with treacherous lines winding with thick and red blood, and 3000 ink hair scattered behind her.

On the dead palace where the blood moon obscures the sky and the sun, looking at the figure holding a sword and half kneeling at the height over the steps of 9981, there was a shocking visual effect, like a fallen devil stepping over an endless abyss.

It's so dead around here, as if all the creatures in the world were annihilated, leaving her alone.