Legend of the Great Saint

In the darkness, the atmosphere is cold like ice, the ice frog is jumping, and the story is finished, which is also related to the coldness of its unconsciousness.

From beginning to end, the face of the lady in red is full of no expression, the beautiful face, as if it is a delicate mask, a pair of beautiful, but it seems to flash a vicious light, it is chilling.

After listening to it, she turned and walked, and the scarlet long skirt dragged behind.

A black-faced big man who must be ashamed, loudly said: "Adult, how is the territory divided?"

"I will assign it later, and I will see your performance when I see it." She said that her lips are swaying in a curve, and the cold face is full of charming smiles, but it is like colorful. venom.

The four demons will all be trembled, and immediately decided to quickly distribute the territory and no longer dispute in the details. Otherwise, with the adult's disposition, peaceful negotiations will inevitably become **** battles, not for any special The reason, just because of her love, her **** and cruel preference, not only far exceeds the monster's survival instinct, even humans are far behind.

Ice frog road: "Hey, the king of Ma Lu is still not dead, the leader said he will return."

"He is dead." She is unquestionable, her eyes sweeping through all the monsters, as if to engrave these three words as a law in their hearts.

A demon who lost the demon dan will have no difference from death. For the incompetent stupid thing, she does not feel a trace of sorrow, but instead sees some kind of opportunity.

"I will avenge him." There was a sinister smile on her face that blended into the darkness.

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On the green hills. In the hall, there is silence.

Fu Qingqi sat cross-legged in front of the main hall, above the steps, the moonlight sprinkled. (www.._ """") Looking at the mountains, the Qingxu sword is resting on the lap, still and still.

He was waiting quietly, and the news of the Sanshan Medicine Collection Ceremony was passed on in all directions and brewed.

The old man of Sanshan was sitting not far behind him, in the dark hall, his face was a little uneasi.

Qing Teng old man said: "Pay a friend. Is there really a demon to come to revenge?"

The old man of the Golden Rooster said: "How dare this enchanting, it is obvious that they first rebelled against the covenant and went to the ground to make trouble."

Qing Teng old man said: "Do you want to avoid it first."

The old man of the lonely grave said: "Yes!"

When the anger of the disciple is cooled down, the fear begins to hang over, and if the monster really revenges. They will definitely attack a lot. They are very old and they are afraid of death.

Fu Qing’s back to them, the lips smirked, but patiently explained: “I stay here. Just to guard against this situation, look at the demon in your hands, our monks, can be before the threat of the demon Shrinking?"

The old man of Sanshan heard a glimpse. Looking down at the little token in his hand, it’s not Jin Feiyu. There is a glimmer of light, engraved with the word "诛妖". Can not help but recall three days ago.

Just after the end of the war, Fu Qinglan took out these three tokens and invited the three to join the "Xian Yao League". With the Tibetan Sword Palace as the core, he joined the major sects and recruited the aspirants of the human monks. The demon slayer is currently in preparation, and the three are the veterans.

The three are in the extreme hatred of the monsters, and there are many advantages to joining the alliance. The Tibetan sword palace shares high-level exercises and secret messages. If the demon is successful, there is also a reward for the spirit. Fu Qingyi promised that this time he went back and asked for three people to help Sanshan rebuild the threshold. The three immediately agreed to accept the token.

Then Fu Qingyi began here, waiting for the revenge of the demon, the three people are more and more uneasy, in the hands of Ma Lu, they saw the horror of the demon, they can not afford the strength of the Qing, even if it is a demon, If you disregard the self-destructive demon, you can also have their life.

And how can the ground be stupid enough to send a demon to die in the future, come to a group, even a higher-class powerful demon, when it is, I really don't know how to die.

However, regret is already late. Joining the scorpion squad is naturally driven by the scorpion squad. Now I want to quit. Is it really a child's play? Not waiting for the monsters to retaliate, Fu Qingying will now destroy them, and this little demon will become more and more hot.

"The reinforcements of my Tibetan sword palace are already on the road." Fu Qingyi's next words made the old people in Sanshan feel a little bit in the heart, and they looked at each other with their own eyes.

But there is no reinforcement at all.

Fu Qinglan shook his head slightly, and he succumbed to the big things, and saw the small profits and forgot his life. The dead wood could not be carved.

He stayed here, that is, let these three pieces of dead wood play their remaining light and heat, with the green market sword in hand, that is, the demon handsome, and he also has the grasp of getting away.

The demon not only brutally slaughtered all the disciples of Sanshan in the ground, but also destroyed the covenant, rushed out of the ground, slashed and killed, and finally was shackled by him, but this was not enough. Those who were so mad and demon, quickly retaliated and killed the head of Sanshan. He has to fight to escape. His patience is, to a large extent, his patience with the dying people, the three "martyrs" and "sacrifices."

This is the plot arranged by the Tibetan Sword Palace. Fu Qingying is just an absent-minded protagonist.

Just as a master plays chess, stepping out one step, the purpose of the implication is definitely more than one, and it must contain a series of subsequent changes.

At this time, Fu Qingyi suddenly raised his head and raised his brow.

Hua Chengzan is picking up the stairs, followed by Hua Chenglu and Yu Zijian.

Fu Qing said: "You haven't gone yet?"

Hua Cheng praised and said: "Why should I go? The following market has to be collected. I have nowhere to go. I am going to stay on the vine for two days."

"Then you shouldn't come again, but bring them." Fu Qingying's gaze only looked at Yu Zijian. I wanted to wait until this time, and then took her back to the Tibetan Sword Palace, but unexpectedly changed. It is natural and easy for him to get out of himself, but if you want to protect a low-level refiner at the same time, it is very difficult. You must let her go down the mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hua Chengzan has been observing the look of Fu Qingying, and he is more convinced. My own inference, smiled: "Do not worry, what you worry about will not happen."

"what?"

"She has come." Hua Chengzan pointed to the sky.

Fu Qingqi looked up, but only saw the clouds and the moon, but he understood what he meant. Ruyi County was her place. It should have been known that things were not that simple.

She shuttled through the cave, suddenly her eyes lit up, and the long-lost moonlight was in front of her eyes, but she could not help but stop. Under the moonlight, a white woman leaned against the rock wall and stood with her arms.

"Gu Yanying!" She frowned.

"Aro, I haven't seen you for a long time." Gu Yanying smiled and said hello, as easy as going out in the morning to meet the next door neighbor.

Seeing her eyebrows should not be, Gu Yanying smiles not to change: "I have to go to the door, do not ask me to sit at home? Or have to be respected, Rosie after the demon handsome talents?" (to be continued. .)