Gate of God

The eyes of Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi looked at each other. They were surprised and unbelievable, but these were not important. The important thing was that Fang Zhengzhi had stood up and was stopped in front of the Devil God . (Biqiwu's Pinyin) The update is fast without ads.

This is enough!

"Go!" Mu Qingfeng's eyes looked at the sky, one black, two black gates, and he finally gritted his teeth. After shouting at Mo Shanshi, he turned around and went directly down with Mo Shanshi.

"Want to go naive!" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi glanced at Mu Qingfeng and Moshan Stone escape, and naturally chased down without hesitation.

"Mother, let them go." Yun Qingwu's voice rang at this time, and then Yun Qingwu also shook her head gently towards the demon Emperor Bai Zhi.

"Don't chase" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi naturally understood Yun Qingwu's meaning, but she was still a little curious, why Yun Qingwu made such a decision.

"The Sanctuary is so big, Mu Qingfeng where they can go and leave him is more important." Yun Qingwu said while pointing, pointed at the square standing in front of him.

"Is this kid?" Devil Emperor Bai Zhi's brow furrowed. From the bottom of her heart, she doesn't agree with Yun Qingwu's decision.

After all, it is already a fact to leave Founder upright.

There is a Devil God in the sky, how can Fang Zhengzheng run for the purpose of staying for an already mortal Fangzheng, what's the point?

Demon Emperor Bai Zhi didn't quite understand.

However, in the current situation, she did not directly oppose, because, as Yun Qingwu said, the sanctuary is so big, Mu Qingfeng, even if they want to run, where can they go, and, Mu Qingfeng they Are you really willing to leave the sanctuary and build the foundation for thousands of years?

"Well, then spare their lives for the time being." The demon Emperor Bai Zhi finally nodded, instead of continuing to chase down, but moved his body shape, re-formed into a human form, and stood next to Yun Qingwu.

The white fluffy long dress has a crystal brilliance under the sunshine, and has a beautiful appearance, but compared with Yun Qingwu, it also reveals a kind of demon in the bone.

Such two women standing together are really beautiful.

But Fang Zhengzheng obviously had no intention to appreciate it. His gaze kept staring tightly at the cracked devil in four or five steps in front of him.

In fact, in terms of distance, he is closer to Yun Qingwu than Devil God.

If we come to a conclusion from a strategic guideline, now grab Yun Qingwu, and then threaten with Yun Qingwu, obviously the best strategy.

However, Founder did not do so.

The reason was not that he did not want it, but that he knew he couldn’t do it. After seeing the blow from the Demon God of the Sky to Yan Yin, he knew he couldn’t catch Yun Qingwu.

Moreover, he said that if he caught Yun Qingwu, even if he caught Yun Qingwu, would the Devil of the Sky be defeated by Yun Qingwu?

In the words of the Fiend God...

A demon from the real battlefield, killing people, is just a nod. The so-called Lutheran, the so-called kin, in front of this kind of demon, who knows how much can be worth a few pounds

So, instead of looking for a dead end, it is better to be complacent.

At the very least, you can also use the bet between Yun Qingwu and the Devil God to get some favorable conditions for yourself.

"Are you ready?" The Devil God of the Sky looked at the integrity of the supreme killing breath, and there was a slight appreciation in his eyes.

"Is there any wine? I want to have a sip of pressure!" Fang Zheng shook his head straight.

"Oh, I didn't have this interest. I watched you drink in front of me." The crack of the Devil God's mouth smiled, and he was too aware of his attitude towards the enemy when he came out of the real battlefield.

Even an ant can kill an elephant.

Therefore, while speaking, his right hand was slowly raised, and it seemed that there was no chance for Fang Zheng to play tricks at all.

"Wait a minute." At the moment when the hands of the Devil God of the Sky lifted up, Yun Qingwu's voice also rang again: "The last time I was in Beishan Village, I bought a pot of "Xinghuachun" from your Beishan Village ', I heard that the recipe for this wine still came from your mouth, I still have half a pot, do you drink it?'

"Drink, Xinghuachun, of course." Founder smiled straightly, and then turned around and walked slowly towards Yun Qingwu.

Fractal Demon God's brow was slightly wrinkled, looking at Fang Zhengzhen who walked towards Yun Qingwu, his right hand was raised again, but after all he was put back again.

When the demon emperor Bai Zhi saw Fang Zheng walked straight, his palm was tight, and without any hesitation, he stopped directly in front of Yun Qingwu.

"Mother assured that he wouldn't kill me, at least not now." Yun Qingwu gently shook her head and said to Devil Emperor Bai Zhi.

"Oh" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi was a little puzzled. Even with her wisdom, she didn't understand Yun Qingwu's reason why Fang Zhengzhi wouldn't kill her now.

"He now needs me to help him procrastinate more time." Yun Qingwu pointed to the Holy Realm strongmen and Zongmen disciples who were constantly fleeing below.

Demon Emperor Bai Zhi frowned again.

She naturally also noticed that after Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others chose to escape, the crowd below had already dispersed towards the Quartet like a flood again.

Whether it is the Yinyang Temple, the Tiandao Pavilion and the Fuxi Valley, the remaining camps including the Lingyun Tower and the Daxia Dynasty are constantly retreating down the mountain.

This is what was expected.

However, the demon Emperor Bai Zhi didn't quite understand. With such a good opportunity, Yun Qingwu didn't seem to pursue, but instead deliberately let Mu Qingfeng and these Zongmen disciples leave.

why

Yun Qingwu didn't explain it, so it was naturally impossible for the demon emperor Bai Zhi to ask, at least, in this situation, she could not speak.

...

The mountain breeze was a bit cold, and Yun Qingwu's face suddenly appeared awkward.

Because, when her hand touched the bottom of her neck, she discovered that the pendant worn on her neck no longer seemed to be on her neck.

"Wine, it's on you." Yun Qingwu finally said after stunned for a while.

"Oh on me... yes, on me." Fang Zhengzhen was equally stunned, and then quickly responded, and he touched it on the chest mirror.

Soon, a jug with a pot of clay sealed in it appeared in his hand, and there were three scribbled black ink characters "Xinghuachun" on the jug.

Gently open the pot stopper above, Fang Zhengzhi also sniffed his nose close to the mouth of the jug, and a contented intoxication appeared on his face.

"It's still pure natural brewed wine, fragrant!" Fang Zhengzheng made a general sense, and at the same time, his eyes were casually held down towards the bottom.

As can be seen from his line of sight, Dao Xin and Dao Soul have successfully taken the disciples of Yan Xiu and Yin Yang Temple down to the top of Tianchan Mountain.

Not only did the disciples of the Yinyang Temple flee, but also the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, Fuxi Valley and Lingyun Tower also walked very quickly.

"I thought Qianyu this aunt... should stay." Fang Zhengzhi sighed leisurely in his heart. The most likely thing to stay in his heart was Qianyu.

Because, compared with Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi and others, Qianyu is one of the only Xeons with the least injuries except Dao Soul.

But Qianyu left.

Take away the disciples of Lingyun Tower, and also take Sheng Mu Lin Bai and Ping Yang.

Of course, Qian Yu still turned his head when he was actually walking, glancing at the direction of the top of the **** tree. He didn’t know whether he was looking at the two open **** gates in the sky, or the square at the top of the **** tree.

Tea is cool when people walk, and the mountain breeze naturally adds a touch of chill.

However, after all, several figures have been standing under the **** tree, did not leave immediately, just standing quietly, looking up at the sky.

The most prominent are Chi Guyan and Wu Yuer.

One pink, one black, two silhouettes are like two blooming flowers among green leaves, there is no way for people to not pay attention.

The two didn't stand together, but they were twenty steps away.

The pink long dress fluttered on Chi Guyan's body, and the blood stained on it was like a bright red flame burning.

Compared with Chi Guyan, Wu Yu'er had much less blood on her body. The black gauze dress wrapped her exquisite figure, adding a touch of femininity.

Neither of them left, or only temporarily.

Of course, apart from Chi Guyan and Wu Yuer, there were a few people who did not leave, one was the Heavenly Sage Saint, and the other was Yan Qianli.

The disciples of Shadow Gate have already gone, but the Heavenly Sage Saint and Yan Qianli have not gone. Perhaps, they are waiting for Wu Yu'er and waiting for Wu Yu'er to leave together.

This is not an accident.

However, what made Fang Zhengzhi a little surprised is that Nangong Tian also did not go. Not only did he not go, but none of the dozen or so saints who were strong in the Nangong family.

Then, Nangongmu lying on the ground is naturally impossible to be carried away.

Fang Zhengzhi suddenly laughed.

He really didn't expect that a person like Nangong Tian who could kill his son for the purpose would not leave at this time.

Is it for Nangonghao?

Or, Nangong Tian’s heart still did not give up

If it is the latter, Fang Zhengzhi really admires Nangong Tian's persistence. This kind of death is still persevering under the circumstances of no hope at all.

...

Fang Zhengzhi took a deep breath, and then placed the mouth of the hip flask close to his mouth. The mellow and spicy apricot blossom flowed into the mouth along the mouth.

"Guru..." A quick sip, and suddenly, Founder straight felt a faint scorching breath in his stomach.

This apricot flower spring is different from the fruit wine that he brewed when he was a child. It has a lot of strength. In general, it is used to relieve the chill of the villagers who hunt up the mountain.

But now, it's more pleasant to go on like this.

"It's boring to drink alone." Yun Qingwu extended his right hand while speaking, and there was a calm light like water in the phoenix eyes.

"Also." Fang Zheng nodded his head, took another sip, and then put the jug cover, and gently threw it towards Yun Qingwu: "Let Mu Qingfeng, Nangong Hao, how do you plan to handle it?"

"Do you want to save him?" Yun Qingwu took the hip flask with one hand and reopened the lid with one hand. In the surprised eyes of countless demon kings, he took a sip directly at the mouth.

Such a scene undoubtedly makes the demon kings a little unbelievable, because, in their impression, Yun Qingwu has always been very particular about it.

When did you drink a jug of wine with others, and it's still mouth to mouth

"Anyway, I'm going to die soon, and the **** gates of the two realms of the demon are also opened. In this situation, by the way, we can save Nangonghao, maybe we humans can have a little more hope." Fang Zhengzhi said casually.

"Well, it makes sense." After Yun Qingwu finished speaking, he tossed the hip flask to the square: "But why should I leave more hope to you humans?"

"It turns out that Yun Qingwu is also afraid." Founder directly passed the jug, took another sip, and threw the jug into Yun Qingwu's hands again.

"You think this radical method works for me"

"I don't know if it's useful. I'll use it before I talk."

"Before dying, do you... do you have any last wish"

"I haven't gotten married in the cave."

"Well, it fits your personality very well, but I haven't said that I want to help you realize it, so just think about your wish."

"Yun Qingwu is Yun Qingwu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Founder nodded straight, and then shook the jug in his hand again, and after finding out that there was no more wine in his mouth, there was a hint of wry smile in his mouth: "Wine drinking When it's over, almost all the people who want to go should be gone, so let's get started. "

"Wait." Yun Qingwu spoke again.

"I have changed my mind and can't bear to die"

"Your self-confidence, it seems more shameless, I will ask you one last time, you really want to save Nangong Hao" Yun Qingwu said, at the same time, the corners of her lips did not consciously bite.

"Just talk casually, if I have a choice, I actually prefer to save myself." Fang Zhengzhi grinned, showing a bright smile.

"Hehe." Yun Qingwu smiled, like a snow-white lotus suddenly blooming, under the sunshine, there was a kind of ethereal atmosphere: "Well, I will complete your last wish, and temporarily leave Nangong Hao's life, By the way, give yourself a little fun for the next days."

While Yun Qingwu was talking, a faint light flashed in his eyes, just like a meteor sliding across the corners of his eyes.

And as this streamer crossed...

Nangong Hao, who was originally standing quietly not far away, also suddenly sinks, like a boulder losing a center of gravity, falling straight down towards the top.

"Sure enough, "Shenmei, the technique of seizing the soul" is yours." Fang Zhengzheng looked straight at the falling Nangong Hao, and his heart also confirmed the previous conjecture.

"Well, you guessed it right, but, I think you now...should pay more attention to your back." Yun Qingwu nodded gently.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't actually hear Yun Qingwu's second sentence, because before Yun Qingwu said the latter, he already felt a chill rush toward his neck.

"Big Sun, dare to sneak attack!"

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