Chapter 184

Hearing the blood wolf say, Jinse turns from worry to joy, and gently hooks the chin of the blood wolf with her finger: "it seems that you are still thoughtful. In this way, I will entrust it to you later. It seems that I will soon congratulate my husband on becoming a great treasure. "

The blood wolf laughs and kisses Jin SE's chin: "after a while, his power and his women are all mine." After saying that, she bowed her head and kissed her all the way. Jinse breathed softly, and they held each other in an instant.

Late at night, a large black cloud covered the sky, a trace of haze to the sky.

In mooga mountain, the flames are surging to the sky. On a rising rock corner at the bottom of the mountain, a melodious music of the piano is playing. It seems that it is out of tune with the fiery and extremely hot human purgatory.

On the rock corner, a white jade Guqin is being caressed by its owner. Master a pair of snow-white slender hands swam between the strings, so casual, so free and easy, as if moving with nature.

The sound of playing the piano is just like the sounds of nature. Looking up, the master of these hands is amazing. If the blood wolf can be called handsome, then the blood wolf to him is simply a bead of rice.

His kind is a kind of exclamation, like heaven and man. His skin is almost translucent, eyebrows as far away as the temples, a pair of obsidian eyes with endless indifference.

The straight nose is like a knife cut, with vermilion lips and a slight pull at the corners of the mouth, which makes a light mockery. What a rebellious and graceful young man, if he is not in the demon world, he can be compared with the first beautiful boy of the protoss, van Yue.

But Van Yuen's beauty is too soft, and his beauty is full of heroic spirit. As if all the world in front of him are not worth mentioning, worthless.

The boiling magma at the bottom of the rock and the hot air couldn't affect him. His white robe made him elegant and free. So he played, he played, and the sound of the piano echoed through the valley.

Until one of the men in black ran up to the rock corner, respectfully saluted and reported: "report to the demon king, the girl sent someone to return, everything is well. Soon we can see the war between the Protoss and the orcs, and the day of vengeance for our demons is just around the corner. "

Oh! This time, we know that this young man is actually the current demon king and magic string of the demon clan. When the devil wind died in the war ten thousand years ago, his imperial concubine Xue Rou had already given birth to lin'er, and magic string was the Prince appointed by the evil wind.

After the demon family was sent to Mojia mountain, Xuerou endured humiliation and taught the magic string carefully. At the age of 19, he even supported magic string to become king. Now magic string has won the support of the demons.

He is ambitious and has the power of his father's evil wind. When she was a child, Xue Rou taught him to fight for the demons. Every day and every moment after he ascended the throne, magic string kept in mind her mother's instructions, made every effort, and vowed blood hatred.

Now the demons are not the same under his rule. They are strong and ready to fight in the world at any time. Magic string is like a superb chess player. He is patient, waiting for the enemy to show flaws, and then he can be captured in one fell swoop.

Hearing the news reported by his subordinates, magic string slowly stood up, picked up the white jade wine pot around him, poured a glass of wine, and poured it into the molten slurry at the bottom of the rock.

"Father, do you hear me? The child swore to the heaven today: the chance that our demon clan has been waiting for thousands of years is finally coming. The magic string will lead the people out of the Mojia mountain and avenge the blood and hatred for my father and my thousands of dead demons. "

As soon as the wine entered the magma, it immediately soared into the sky, as if singing for the revival of the demons.

Magic string quietly watched the magma rising into the sky, stretched out his right hand, and bursts of black gas came out of his hands. Black gas quickly drilled into the bottom of the lava, with more and more black gas, the lava began to boil violently.

Finally, a red light rose and faded. A whole body blood red sword appeared in front of the magic string, "soul eating sword!"

My subordinates exclaimed. I didn't expect that the blood sucking sword of the old magic wind was hidden at the bottom of the lava. With this sword, the demon wind killed the protoss into a river of blood, which made the six kingdoms scared.

After the demon wind died, the sword disappeared. The protoss had been searching for thousands of years without any clue. Unexpectedly, it was hidden under the magma for ten thousand years.

The magic string touched the sword and murmured, "I'm ready. Are you ready?" The sword suddenly radiates blood in the hand of magic string, which seems to be responding to its master.

In Jianchen palace, I was meditating and practising. Suddenly, I felt palpitation. My body did not float into the air by myself. Then a sharp pain was transmitted from my body and was retrograde in my internal organs.

I cried out with pain, and the sweat of beans slipped from my forehead and soon soaked my robe. At the same time, red light began to appear on my body, making the whole sword morning palace as bright as day.

Grandfather Fanchu and his father, Fan Jian, saw the strange image and flew into the palace. They were shocked to see me so miserable.

Father flew up to me, ready to pick me up. "No!" he exclaimed

Before the words fell, my father had been shot by the white light on me and fell two meters away. I was more and more miserable in the red light, and blood began to seep from the eyes, mouth and nose.

The father cried out in a hurry: "yue'er, how are you?"

I am now too painful to answer. All the blood on my face drips down and flows into my heart.

All of a sudden, the red light was flourishing. I cried out. A huge red sword appeared from the heart of fanyue. The sword became bigger and bigger, and a trace of blood began to surround me.I suddenly opened my eyes and let out a long cry. The red sword suddenly burst and roared past. The place I passed was in a mess.

The grandfather exclaimed: "the war god sword? How can it be? How can we summon the war god sword when the child is so small? Is there any change? "

My grandfather was thinking, but he saw that the light of Zhan Shen sword was getting more and more prosperous. In an instant, the roof of sword morning palace had been overturned. Along the way, countless days will also be blown into the air.

"Not good, yue'er still can't control the war god sword."

In a hurry, my grandfather can only shout in the air: "yue'er, use the sword collection formula I taught you, and quickly close the sword." But in the air, I seem to have been controlled by the sword, and my face is strange and confused.

My grandfather was in a hurry and called out to his father on the ground: "sword, come and help me quickly."

Hearing the speech, his father pinched the finger of the sword and shot the light to resist the attack of the sword. Zhan Shenjian seems to have consciousness, feel someone resist, and get angry. As soon as the light of the sword is turned, a sword Qi will be cut to the Sanskrit sword.

The father cried out, "father, hurry up!"

Grandfather did not hesitate to fly into the air, a knife gently cut to my neck, my eyes a black, soft coma.

As soon as I fainted, the light of Zhan Shen sword suddenly disappeared. It turned into a streamer, which shot into the body of fanyue and disappeared. My father gave a big sigh of relief, welcomed my grandfather, and ran into the palace with me in a hurry.

Fanchu and Fanjian flash into the inner room in a hurry, and their brows are deeply wrinkled. The Vatican sword looks at fanyue lying unconscious on the bed. Worried to Fanchu, he said, "father, yue'er will be OK! Today's situation is really strange. It is reasonable to say that if Zhan Shenjian can be summoned, it will be at least until yue'er is 20 years old.

Now yue'er is only 16 years old. Why does he have such a vision that Zhan Shenjian wakes up in his body in advance Fanchu couldn't understand. He stretched out his hand and took a long sigh of relief: "yue'er's pulse is stable now. There should be nothing wrong.

According to the ancient books and records of the protoss, there must be blood fusion in the first call of Zhanshen sword. The Zhanshen sword will be integrated with the blood of its master. After recognizing the Lord, it will communicate with the master and the human sword will be one.

However, the earliest records of Xuerong were that the owner was 20 years old before he could bear the power of Zhanshen sword. But somehow, Zhan Shenjian would wake up in advance and have blood fusion with yue'er. Does it foresee something? Do you melt yue'er in advance

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