Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The breeze is not dry, and in the courtyard, only the sound of the wind is chirping.

On this day, Fan Yunmo sat quietly at the stone table as usual, sipping tea, surrounded by mountains of heavenly materials and earth treasures and magic weapons, all of which were easily escorted by Yun Demon City's city lord Yun.

Fan Yunmo thought for a while, or gave these to the Yunling Sect, after all, he was often taken care of by the senior brothers and sisters of the sect here, plus these heavenly materials and earth treasures were far less than any of the five elements to the extreme sent by the master, so there was nothing distressed.

"Calculate the time, the lady should also go out of customs, right?"

Fan Yunmo turned her head and looked in the direction of the cultivation room, not expecting at all that she would concentrate on cultivating for such a long time.

In other words, Yan Xueli wished to end the retreat cultivation early and have fun with him.

Until the evening.

The last rays of afterglow dissipated, and the entire courtyard was quiet and peaceful.

Seeing that the cultivation room was still calm, only the blood and qi were hazy, which suddenly made Fan Yunmo fall into deep thought, and muttered, "Could it be that the lady is tired?" "

The retreat for a long time made Fan Yunmo have to wonder if he was too strong, causing Yan Xueli to be tired, not more than he swore before he swore not to give up, unwilling to go out of the customs, or something else?

The atmosphere was surprisingly quiet and dusk.

Fan Yunmo's thoughts flew in his heart, and he stood in the empty courtyard for a long time before slowly taking a step.

The night gradually fell, cool, blowing up his robe, revealing a perfectly lined back.

Fan Yunmo looked up into the distance.

The moon was hazy, and the silhouette of one mountain after another was faintly visible.

It was pitch black ahead, and there was no light.

Only the wind rustles the treetops, making it even more lonely.

A person standing in the moonlight, his figure dragged for a long time under the moon, as if blending into the cold glow, he said softly: "Then wait for some time." After

saying that, Fan Yunmo no longer stayed, but returned to the house to meditate, he needed to break through to the last sword intent as soon as possible, so that he could better deal with the demon palace.

On the other side, Yan Xueli in the cultivation room was sitting cross-kneeled in the middle of the Gathering Spirit Array, exuding a terrifying aura all over his body, and the surrounding space was distorted, and a trace of black mist could be faintly seen wrapped around him, as if a ghost was roaring.

This is the resentment of the innocent creatures of the blood beads.

Yan Xueli released his murderous aura to completely suppress this resentment, and at the same time wiped out the blood bead demonic nature, so as not to become more bloodthirsty after being contaminated by the soul killing gun.

........

The demon world was full of aura, and the demon clans with better territory in various territories were attacked, killed and injured, while the rest were forced to hide, just waiting for the comeback.

However, the powerful rise of the various sects in the human world frightened them.

Especially the Miaoling Sect, Dapu Temple, and Sword Sect.

The development of the three sects in the demon race is not weaker than that of the Yunling Branch Sect, although it is plundered, it surpasses the major demon races to some extent.

Zeng Yeye and Ye Yan, who were in Huqi Mountain, deeply regretted that after all, their own sect actually did not come, but they heard that other disciples had been sent to participate in the experience.

Time passes quietly.

Seven days later, another piece of news caused an uproar.

"Good news, it turns out that the Demon Emperor Blood Sacrifice Yunshan City is to ask the heavens for instructions, so that the number of places in the Demon Realm Holy Meeting this time is two thousand!"

This news was extremely sensational, almost detonating the demon world.

Far beyond expectations, let alone ask heaven for instructions.

After all, no one is willing to give up the opportunity to enter the secret realm and return to the ancestral life.

"It is worthy of being a generation of demon emperors, such a pattern, no wonder it can lead the demon world to its peak."

"Doesn't this mean that we geniuses can also enter the Demon Realm Holy Society! In exchange for so many places at once, the Yunshan City Blood Sacrifice now seemed to be a wise move, anyway, this city was half-dead. "

Lord Demon Emperor is worthy of being a model for my generation."

All the races in the demon world praised one after another, after all, one blood sacrifice would get two thousand places, why didn't they get excited?

The survivors of Yunshan City, on the other hand, disagreed.

"Blood sacrifice one city in exchange for two thousand places, to say that the good point is the Demon Emperor's foresight, to say that it is difficult to hear, it is simply to lose the conscience, I bah!" The survivors of Yunshan City were furious.

At the same time, there are also geniuses of the demon race who believe that this trip is whether it is any demon race Tianjiao and various descendants of fierce beasts, there are many first-generation arrogant people fighting.

They are either sacrifices to attract attention, or they are offered blood food as sacrifices.

Such a means are terrified.

Of course, do not dare to preach it loudly.

If you anger the Demon Emperor, you may get into trouble.

Even so, many young talents are eager to compete for places.

Only the powerful demon races and sects originally held the quota, and the rest of the demon races or various demon races Tianjiao were all snatched by strength.

This holy meeting can be described as a mixture of dragons and snakes, and it is very lively.

It didn't take long for Fan Yunmo to sense the reaction of the Spark Chain.

"Master..."

Bai Wanning glanced at it and said softly, "Go and prepare."

Fan Yunmo nodded and immediately returned to his residence.

I took out a few magic robes from the storage ring, and after changing them, they looked extraordinary, and their eyebrows were elegant.

In the cultivation room at this moment, Yan Xueli opened her eyes, wisps of essence flickered in her pupils, and disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened, only red flowed, and every move carried the power of destruction.

.......

He came to the courtyard again.

The breeze gusts, and pieces of fallen leaves float in the air, falling at your feet, turning into bits of broken gold powder.

Fan Yunmo stood quietly, the ancient door had been eroded by the wind and frost to a dull color, showing mottled marks, and through the crack of the door, a figure was faintly approaching.

Step by step, it seems that there is an invisible force pulling.

"Squeak—" The

door was pushed open, and a faint fragrance came.

The skin is like coagulation, the lips are red and the teeth are white.

Yan Xueli raised her eyes, and at that moment, the two pairs of eyes collided together, as if the stars followed each other.

She saw that handsome and clear face with a smile in her eyes.

Staring at each other, a light smile appeared on their lips.

I haven't seen her for a long time, but he still loves her.

For a while, the air was eerily quiet, as if breathing intertwined with each other.

Long.

"Husband-kun."

Yan Xueli broke this stalemate first, shouted in a low voice, and stepped out of the cultivation room.

A dark robe swings in the wind, ink hair is flowing, beautiful and moving, and the eyebrows reveal heroic arrogance and domineering.

The body exuded a soft white light, and a layer of blood mist lingered around it, which disappeared immediately, and the originally pale cheeks gradually turned pink, making the whole face more and more bright and moving.

Fan Yunmo's smile was soft, and he wanted to get close and reach out to touch the delicate face, but his hand just stretched out, but the spark chain on his wrist emitted a dazzling light.

A circle of ancient marks appeared on the spark chain, slowly spreading, as if it was about to struggle out, wrapping itself, and the sight gradually blurred, as if in a fog, one by one the mysterious runes flickered.

A murmur sounded in his ears: "Husband..." The

temperature on his hands was still there, interlocked.

The body turns from reality to virtuality.

Yan Xueli came to him at the end, her eyebrows were affectionate, her lips were bright red, like delicate rose petals: "I will go to you, don't run away." Fan

Yunmo was in a trance, only feeling cold.

It should have been a gentle word, but it made people feel threatened.

After saying that, the figures of Yan Xueli and Fan Yunmo disappeared, while the spark chain floated in place, emitting light in a flash.

At the same time, this incident also happened in all regions of the demon realm.

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