Chapter 550

Ye Ranran is more entangled now. She shudders when she hears the literal meaning. How can her delicate skin bear it? Most of all, if she was burned, she would be disgusted with her scars.

Can let her in front of this broken wolf not a thing, she also really can't do, this can how to do?

"Well, is that all right? I promise I won't do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable... "

With another wave of small gray hand, a black curtain appeared behind the ice bucket, which was enough to block the sight of the people behind. It's just the limit of what it can do. If she's not satisfied with everything, it can only use the strong one.

"Oh, that's it. You turn to me right away..."

Ye Ranran looked around the black curtain and found that he couldn't see anything. He grabbed his hair. Well, that's the limit she can take. It's better to have a piece of cloth to follow than to face the broken wolf directly.

This broken wolf doesn't look like a sex wolf. She gambles once and believes it once. After all, no one wants to die if she can live.

"These three days, you must keep in mind the path of that energy, understand?"

Small ash went to the black curtain behind the scenes, again not assured of exhortation, then cross legged sit down, began to empty themselves.

Sitting in the ice bucket in front of her is her beloved woman. She also needs some willpower to control her thoughts. Although across a piece of cloth, and across an ice bucket, a pile of Millennium ice, but it is inevitable that some people blush and heartbeat of the picture.

"You know, let's go. I'm so cold..."

Ye Ranran takes off himself, bites his teeth and gets into the ice bucket. Holding his frozen body, he opens his mouth.

"Relax, it won't be cold soon..."

Xiao Hui reaches out to Ye Ranran's back, and a warm current pours out of his hand. In an instant, it pours into Ye Ranran's body and presses down Ye Ranran's cold feeling.

So it all started

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Wanquangu

A clear stream, countless small fish are happy to swim. At the bottom of the stream, the tripod of ten thousand springs is lying quietly.

In three years, the cauldron of ten thousand springs has been completely polluted by the evil air of the four worlds. The black air floats out from the small hole above and gathers in the sky of ten thousand springs valley. It is strange that it does not float away.

More and more black air floated out of the cauldron of ten thousand springs. The sky of ten thousand springs valley began to be shrouded by the black, and the struggle to be ten thousand springs valley began to fade.

About an hour later, the originally quiet cauldron of ten thousand springs suddenly began to shake gently, and the shaking became more and more severe with the passage of time. The evil spirit in the cauldron was constantly pounding, and the strength became stronger and stronger, and more and more terrible. After more than ten minutes of continuous pounding. With the cracking sound of the cauldron of ten thousand springs, the evil spirit of the four realms broke the cauldron in an instant, and all gathered above the valley of ten thousand springs.

In the dark atmosphere, a beautiful figure began to emerge slowly, little by little clear. Within five minutes, as like as two peas in Murong's heart, Murong's face appeared in the sky over the valley of the valley.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Murong ling'er's body, hands and feet began to appear slowly, until he was completely successful. Bursts of wild laughter reverberated in the sky of Wanquan Valley and soared to the sky.

"Murong Jinxin, what do you want me to say about you? You can dominate everything, but you give up for two men.... "

Murong ling'er's eyes, like midnight stars, swept Wanquan valley. She couldn't find any favor for the place where she had been suppressed for three years. The plain white little hand waved, a black gas flashed, wanquangu completely disappeared in the world.

She looked to the direction of Xiling, and the strong irony from the corner of her mouth seemed to disdain the decision made by Murong Jinxin.

"Now that you give up, I'm not polite. Now I'm born out of you, and I'm reborn. It's time to pay back what you owe me. "

She is not the soul of Murong Jin's heart, she is the evil god of rebirth, she has no relationship with Murong Jin's heart. To kill Murong Jinxin, there is no loss for her.

All the pictures of meeting Murong Jinxin emerge in my mind, and there is a slight fluctuation on the delicate and solemn little face. The real God of evil is merciless, but why does she feel sad when she thinks of Murong Jin's death?

"How could that be? What's wrong? How can I still have feelings for Murong Jin? That's ridiculous... "

Murong ling'er's good-looking eyebrows are tightly tightened. She is the God of evil. The God of evil has no weakness. Even if it is the devil, she can sacrifice when necessary.

Selfishness is the nature of the evil god. Ferocity is the means of the evil god. But in the heart of the existence of that idea of benevolence, in the end why?

How can she dominate the world? She had to find out the reason and die out the last bit of conscience in her heart.

"Well?"

In meditation, Murong ling'er felt that the evil spirit in his body was not smooth. Murong ling'er gave a gentle hum, and his face changed instantly.

What the hell is going on? First, she can't bear Murong Jin in her heart, and then there is something wrong with the evil spirit in her body.

In the past three years, she has been very careful cultivation, and nothing wrong. Such a situation really puzzled her.

"Murong Jinxin, you are lucky. I won't come to you for revenge before I completely die out my conscience..."

Feel more and more not right, Murong ling'er's brow is also more and more tight. She dropped her eyes and thought for a while. She decided to go back to the devil first. She was talking about other things when she completely recovered.

Murong Jinxin's Fengwu nine days' cultivation reaches the sixth level, and Junmo glass's Longxiao nine days are still in the tenth level. As for the netherworld's supernatural skill, it will take at least a few years to succeed because of the lack of soul.

She seems to have a lot of time, and there is no need to be so anxious to let them die and let the four realms submit to her.

This thought relieved me. A black light flashed by. Murong ling'er had disappeared in the same place and went straight to the demon world

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Hades Palace

The underworld is reviewing the mountain of official business, the mind is very restless, suddenly put down the pen in the hand, rubbed the pain of the brow.

"Wang, Murong ling'er has been reshaped. Wanquan Valley has been destroyed by her..."

A burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the door, black impermanence's black face was full of fear. It's terrible that Murong ling'er has been transformed so quickly.

"If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. This is expected. Where has Murong ling'er gone now?"

When he left the tripod of Wanquan in Wanquan Valley, he knew that Murong ling'er would destroy the place that his mother's wife loved most. But now is not the time to care about this, but have to monitor Murong ling'er's whereabouts, lest she quietly to Jinxin them.

"It seems to have gone to the devil's world. Our killers dare not get too close..."

The end of being too close is death. He doesn't want his hard-working staff to die. Besides, Murong ling'er really has no other place to go except the demon world.

"Well, just follow from a distance. Don't lose your troops because of this..."

The mind of black impermanence is understood by Pluto, and is also approved of. Today's Murong ling'er is not even her opponent, let alone her subordinate.

He, it's time to go to Xiling. Murong ling'er's business, must tell Jin Xin, lest they suffer a great loss.

"Wang, there seems to be something wrong with Murong ling'er's transformation. This is the image at that time. Look at it... "

With the finger of Hei Wuchang's hand, the images of Murong ling'er's transformation process appeared in the air. The scenes were thrilling, and he felt creepy after seeing them.

"Oh, my God, if something goes wrong with her, we'll have more time to prepare. At present, Junmo glass's Long Xiao Jiutian has reached the most critical juncture of cultivation. As long as Junmo glass can achieve great success, at least we don't have to suffer losses. "

After watching, Pluto's mood was strangely better. He believed that in time Junmo glass would be able to break through. With Junmo glass's perseverance and perseverance, he had a premonition that day was very close to them.

Junmo glass's Long Xiao Jiutian is not enough to fight against Murong linger, but at least Junmo glass is there, and Murong linger has no other way to take them.

"Wang, why don't you get the old underworld back, so that you can help the young master of the dragon family wholeheartedly..."

Not long ago, the old underworld finally couldn't stand it. He left all the business of the underworld and went to heaven to drink tea with the emperor. As a result, Wang would be so forced back to the study to deal with official business.

The current situation has not allowed the old underworld to be willful. The king must do his best to help the young master of the dragon clan to cultivate, so as to continue to maintain the balance of the four realms.

"Well, fix a letter for him. If he doesn't want to come back, drive him out of the underworld... "

The underworld nodded. At this point, the father was not allowed to have any dissatisfaction. Everything can be resisted. Murong ling'er is the most important. If the father doesn't have it, he doesn't deserve to step into his underworld.

"Yes, I'll do it immediately."

Black impermanence mouth a smoke, if the old Hades see the king's expression now, probably will be mad. Banish the underworld, probably only the king can say such irritating words.

"I don't know when I will be back. Before father comes back, you can deal with the matter of the underworld by yourself... "

The underworld gets up and orders black impermanence. After a few words, he leaves the underworld in a flash, leaving only black impermanence who is forced to cry.

When I leave, I don't know when I will come back