In the realm, Ling Xiao looked at the cyan ancient order in his hand, and a gloomy flash suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Just now, in his soul sea, a system prompt sounded suddenly.
Chutian City Dao's heart collapsed and fell into the Demon Dao. Not only did the Qi Luck not decrease, but... it increased by 500?
Obviously, he should have heard about Yuan Yao being killed, but... Dao heart is broken, how can his luck improve inexplicably?
Interesting, without a woman in Dao Zhan's heart, did he start to step into the divine way?
As for Bai Zhixi, Ling Xiao still failed to hear the system prompt that she completely surrendered. It only showed that... she was not deep enough.
It doesn't matter, since she has deep roots in love, as long as she is given some more time, she can conquer herself by herself.
After all, feelings are too easy to get, but they will not be cherished.
Only after going through hardships, pains tossing and turning, and the sudden glimmering of flowers, can we unforgettable.
And Ye Fan...
To be honest, Ling Xiao did not expect that the princess of the fox clan was so decisive that she would send Baizhixi to the lower realm to punish her.
To kill the parent and child, this Bai Zhirou is cruel.
Is it possible that the person who went to the fourth floor of the ancient pagoda before and took away the monsters... was she?
Or, she did it just because she didn't want this mysterious pagoda to fall into the hands of some people?
For example... Shengjiao, God Lord?
A smile was raised at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, and the figure disappeared in place.
At this moment, he could feel that Anzi, who had dispersed before, was rushing towards Han Qingqiu.
The mission of some leeks is over, and it's time to harvest them.
Cold moon fairy trail, before an ancient forest in the depths.
Han Qingqiu and a group of Xijiang Tianjiao stood in front of the forest, staring coldly at a large hall standing in the distance.
In just two days, bad news came from the fairy trail.
Princess Yuan Yao and her entourage were killed by the pit.
Moreover, the most unbelievable thing is that the demon who killed her was actually the Xijiang evildoer, Mo Wuya, who has always been known for his gentleness and integrity.
This matter is revealed everywhere, but inexplicably convincing.
No way, after all, the person who was rumored was Mo Wuya himself who had comprehended the principles of the Holy Word.
Otherwise, do you think, why should I keep him and not kill?
Take the other way, return the other body.
All of a sudden, the magic trace in the fairy trail suddenly emerged, and many Xijiang Tianjiao died of unfavorable lives.
But Han Qingqiu didn't have too many surprises about this.
She had long known that Ling Xiao didn't have much favor with Yuan Yao.
Since this Mo Wuya is a demon, I am afraid that most of it is... the servant of the son.
She just couldn't figure it out. Young Master Ming could easily find an excuse to punish Yuan Yao in the Hanyue Immortal Palace.
But why did she do it again, play with her...'s feelings first, and then let others do it?
Suddenly, Han Qingqiu seemed to feel that this young man might have some special hobbies.
at the same time.
"Yuan Yao!"
In the depths of the immortal trail, in front of a dark mountain, Chu Tiancheng was full of anger and roared up to the sky.
The only thing that makes people feel surprised is that not far in front of him, Mo Wuya actually stood calmly, his body covered with scars, but his eyes were faintly icy.
"Probably that's it, Brother Chu, I'm doing things for him now just to gain his trust, but you have to believe me, I treat Yuan Yao sincerely, how can I hurt her! You have seen the strength of that person? Yes, it is difficult for me to really kill him, so...I now listen to his orders, just to convince him... then... I will lie to him to come to this ruin, Brother Chu, you..."
Mo Wuya wanted to say something but stopped, his expression sad.
Of course, based on his enthusiasm, it stands to reason that he would never betray Ling Xiao easily.
But just yesterday, he happened to meet Chu Tiancheng and was chased and killed by this bastard.
No matter how he called Ling Xiao, he never got a response.
In desperation, Mo Wuya had to tell the truth.
Anyway, left and right are dead, why not... gamble?
He believed that Ling Xiao had arranged some means in his soul sea, which could easily determine his life.
But he was betting that Ling Xiao couldn't detect his words and deeds.
In the end, Mo Wuya was right.
At this time, his intention to kill Ling Xiao didn't seem to be a fake.
That guy was a demon, and he caused him to bear the demon's name himself.
With Ling Xiao's cruel heart, I am afraid that by then, he will most likely become a dead ghost.
After all, only the dead cannot quibble.
So at this time, Mo Wuya decided to join forces with Chutian City to design and kill Ling Xiao.
"Mo Wuya! You greedy creature and fear of death, Yuan Yao was killed, where are you! How can I believe you!"
A flash of redness flashed in Chu Tiancheng's eyes, but at this time his voice was inexplicably feminine.
Even the breath on his body exudes a cold and evil spirit.
I... Gan.
Isn't this a demon?
Inexplicably, Mo Wuya's body trembled, and there was a chill in his heart.
"I swear with my Dao heart! If I say something false, my body and soul will be broken, and I won't go into reincarnation! Brother Chu, Ling Xiao kills even kind people like Yao'er, I'm afraid I never thought of letting me wait! If we don’t kill him, we will all die!"
Mo Wuya roared angrily, but Chu Tiancheng shook his head, "Kill him, I am alone, so...you still..."
"Brother Chu! Ling Xiao has a helper, he is a great demon, and his cultivation is not what you and I can contend with. I have a way to ask him to come alone! If I lie to you, the Dao will be broken and the catastrophe will be forever unforgivable! "
Seeing Chutian City stepped on, Mo Wuya almost turned around and fled on the spot in fright.
"helper?!"
Chu Tiancheng frowned slightly, his sword intent suddenly stagnated.
To be honest, there is a mere Ling Xiao, he hasn't paid attention to it now.
After all, the old swordsman said that his sword art is the supreme magical power to restrain the latter's sword intent.
But if there are strong followers by his side, it is indeed a bit troublesome for him alone.
"Yes! I suspect that Ling Xiao also has a twin brother who looks the same, Brother Chu, you and I will join hands and be foolproof, otherwise I will be defeated by him, and I will have no chance to get out of the fairy trail!"
Mo Wuya took a deep breath, and suddenly lost his spiritual power, "No matter, if you don't believe me, kill me now. Anyway, you will die sooner or later. If you don't want to avenge Yaoer, I will go down with her. Why bother to spread rumors and slander yourself and live in the world.
"you…"
Chu Tiancheng's complexion changed several times, and finally stood in front of Mo Wuya, staring at the latter's eyes.
Dao Xin's oath is the most ruthless oath on the journey of cultivation.
The foundation of practice lies in one mind.
No one would easily take the Dao Xin to swear, otherwise, if there is a contradiction, it will be bitten by the demons.
The lighter will fall, and the heavy will die.
Therefore, at this time Chu Tiancheng had actually believed what Mo Wuya had said.
"I hope you can really do it, otherwise even if I die, I will never let you go."
In the end, Chu Tiancheng gave a cold snort and turned and walked towards the magic trail behind him.
"I will give you one day to attract Ling Xiao, and I will personally avenge Yao'er in this hall."
He has searched for the ruins here.
One of the demon soldiers was a **** evil sword.
Originally in Chu Tiancheng's eyes, the blood knife's hostility was too heavy, and there was a risk of falling into a demon if he got it.
So he hesitated again and again, and did not collect it for refining.
Although he hated Ling Xiao, he didn't want to be a sword demon who was scolded by others.
But now... nothing matters anymore.
For Yao'er, what about becoming a demon? ! <pstyle="color:#999;font-size:10px;line-height:18px;">We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.