Watch Out! Danger Ahead

"Hahahahaha..."

"Say I don't know how to repent, and slaughtered the Meng family..."

"I want the person you want to save and die in your hands!"

"Let you regret forever, taste the same pain as me, and not be relieved."

She seems to be casting a spiteful curse, she is not good, and she has to drag others into the water.

Just as soon as her voice fell, she heard Song Qing's small voice rang beside her:

"I guessed it a long time ago."

Meng Fanglan's bad habits are hard to change. Song Qingxiao had not hurt her assassin several times before, because she was afraid that she would not let her big brother out of her extremes.

‘Swish—’

The bow and arrow formed by the two characters "Benevolence" and "De" were about to be shot at the back of the "skeleton man". The golden mang made a masterpiece that instantly turned the arrow into a shield and imprinted it into the vest of the "skeleton man". Among.

Two forces surrounded him, quickly pulling him away from Meng Fanglan.

The triumph on Meng Fanglan's face quickly turned into panic, and then into anger and resentment.

"Do not--"

She screamed sharply, trying to grab the "skeleton man" in front of her.

But with the support of the two orders of ‘benevolence’ and ‘de’, the ‘people’ who had been inseparable from her in the past were instantly pulled out about half a meter away from her.

The red thread of the reincarnation marriage that was originally connected to her, was torn by this force, and it seemed to be temporarily blocked.

"Do not!"

Meng Fanglan's ghostly corpse face quickly twisted and let out a sharp and fierce roar.

"You are mine, mine—" No one can **** him away!

In her extreme excitement, countless black lines poured out of her body and penetrated into the body of the ‘skeleton man’.

It was as if a layer of asphalt was brushed between the two, and they were immediately trapped by the inexhaustible lines of pitch black oil.

Pulled by the front and back forces, the body of the ‘skeleton’ made a ‘click’.

"Big brother!"

Song Qingxiao felt a pain in her heart when she heard the crisp sound, and she relaxed the action she had originally wanted to pull it back.

The ‘skeleton man’ seemed to hear the sound, his body shook, and then his neck turned hard, turning his head back.

It was a withered face after being sucked out of spirit and blood. His eyes lost their luster, and his paper-thin lips couldn't cover the shape of his teeth, looking like a moving skeleton.

His hair had almost fallen out, leaving only a little, like withered thatch.

The limbs and back arched, making him look short and thin like a skeleton monkey.

Several strands of broken cloth hung on his body, and a blood-red thread penetrated his chest, connected his viscera, and embraced Meng Fanglan's body.

His reaction was exceptionally slow, the whole person looked like a puppet, until his eyes met Song Qingxiao, and after about a few seconds, a faint glow burst out of his already dull eyes.

"small……"

When he recognized Song Qing's childhood, some memories of that year poured into his heart one after another.

"... Teacher... Sister..."

He stretched out his hand in the direction of Song Qingxiao.

"No, no, no, Shen Lang is mine!"

Meng Fanglan was furious when he saw his actions.

Under the intertwining of anger and hatred, she did not know where to give birth to a force, violently jumped up, temporarily freed from the shackles of black energy, and grasped the line of marriage between herself and Song Changqing. Pull hard!

Under this pull, Song Changqing's body was forcibly pulled close at once, his head leaned back with inertia, and then he hugged her closely.

After Song Qingxiao looked at each other with Song Changqing, he was shocked by his tragic situation.

The tall and sturdy young man at that time seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, leaving only a curled up skeleton that was less than 1.5 meters after shrinking.

She actually knew the consequences of Song Changqing's entry into Jiuyou and Meng Fanglan.

But when she saw Song Changqing with her own eyes, she still felt regret and anger in her heart.

His body is already fragile, unable to withstand the confrontation between the two forces.

Meng Fanglan had no scruples, but Song Qingxiao let it go subconsciously.

Song Changqing's body slammed into Meng Fanglan's body like a bone puppet, and was gripped by her claws.

The long body armor pierced Song Changqing's body, but no blood flowed at all.

However, the severe pain of the corpse demon's gas entering the body still made Song Changqing's body tremble uncontrollably, and the skeleton trembling made a crisp crashing sound.

He seems to have been accustomed to such mercy and pain a long time ago, but because of this torture from the soul, he seemed to be much better at once.

Song Changqing raised his head and looked at Meng Fanglan, who was embracing him.

The corners of Meng Fanglan's open mouth froze.

At this time, the black air dissipated, and her era of ruling Shenzhuang was over.

The demonic energy enveloped above Shenzhuang was swept away. Song Qing's small sword smashed the underground tombs, leaving a corpse and a ‘person’ in the air.

Under the rain and fog, the light shines through the clouds.

Under the control of her strength, she showed her true face and appeared in Song Changqing's eyes without reservation.

"Do not--"

Thinking of this, Meng Fanglan's mouth let out a rough scream of horror:

"Don't look at me, don't look at me!"

When she fell in love with Shen Zhening, it was Miss Meng's family. She was born in a wealthy family and was raised in a boudoir.

At the age of eighteen when he died, it was the time when he was extremely beautiful, and the image left in Shen Zhening's heart must also be the most beautiful.

And for the next three hundred years, she sat in Shenzhuang, sacrificed her life, and stepped into the realm of the Nine Nether Demons, restoring her former form and skin.

When she returned to Jiu Nether with Song Changqing, although her face was constrained by the curse, she was not very clear, but her figure and voice were like a girl, completely different from her at this time.

She at this moment must be the ugliest time in her life.

She was taken out of her original form by Song Qing, her body was green and her face was swollen.

Eyeballs burst, and several sharp fangs drilled out of his mouth.

What Zhang Shouyi said earlier echoed in her mind, "...you evil spirit... ugly heart is also ugly..."

"I'm not ugly... I'm not ugly..."

"Aniang once said, I am the most beautiful girl in the world."

She screamed again and again, and under Song Changqing's gaze, she actually appeared to be more terrified than the previous ghost chrysalis chasing and killing.

Meng Fanglan raised her hands and tried to cover her face.

But the swollen vesicles on her palms were blue and purple, and the countless ulcerated wounds seemed to have maggots burrowing out.

A sharp and unmatched long armour grew out, looking weird and terrifying.

"what!!!"

She saw her palms and began to scream again.

This is a scene she saw with her own eyes when the ghost was trapped in the body after her death.

The corpse decayed day by day, turning it from beauty into a monster.

The resentment increased as a result, and she wished Shen Zhening, not because Shen Zhening was not worthy of her hatred, but because the price paid was too great, too much, and there was no turning back.

Both parents died, the clansmen perished, and a big mistake was made. If Shen Zhening was to blame, wouldn't it mean that he would completely deny what he did?

So she has no retreat, there is only one way to go to the end. She would rather go wrong than look back!

But she still had something intentional. She wanted herself to be always beautiful and beautiful in the eyes of her lover, and she didn't want him to see her own decay and filth.

"Don't look at me, don't look at me..."

She couldn't stop herself, so she felt bad thoughts and tried to stretch out her hands, trying to burst Song Changqing's eyes.

But as soon as her arm stretched out, she touched Song Changqing's arm as thin as a reed.

His arms were no longer straight, his muscles were severely atrophied, and even his bones were deformed and bent a little. His strength was incredibly weak, and he lightly touched her cheek.

Meng Fanglan was stunned for a moment. Song Changqing's dry fingers had touched her crooked phoenix crown, shaking and gently corrected her with all her strength.

‘Ticket--’

The broken fringe drooped twice and hung on the side of her deformed and swollen cheek.

For some reason, Meng Fanglan's heart soaked in resentment moved slightly under his actions.

Her horizontal hand stopped not far in front of his eyes.

This woman was cruel, and acted extreme. Under the extreme resentment back then, she personally slaughtered her mother.

For hundreds of years, the killing was like a numb, and I have never relented.

But at this moment, facing Song Changqing, who was supporting her, her hand trembled and couldn't stop it anymore.

The person in front of her had been with her for seventeen years, with an upright temper and a good-natured behavior.

The heart that had been obscured by the fascination, at this time, seemed to wake up a lot from the movement of sorting out the tassels for himself.

She recalled that time, three hundred years ago.

At that time, when she and Shen Zhening had a life-long appointment with Shen Zhening, he also stroked her cheek when the love was strong.

But at that time, Meng Fanglan couldn't remember what he looked like.

Time passes too long, too much hate, but love is overwhelmed.

In fact, she had already lost her lover a long time ago, and the only thing she couldn't leave behind was her obsession.

In the memory, Shen Zhening's impression was only gentle, handsome and gentle.

He is good at speaking, and sweet words can always coax her into ecstasy.

It's a pity that the sweet time is too short, and the memories left to her in the time since then are all painful.

She no longer remembers what Shen Zhening said, or what he did for her.

Thinking about it carefully, where was he when she turned her face with her parents and was scolded and angered by her family?

The two met to die, and in the end she died, and he lived alone.

Song Qingxiao once asked her why Shen Zhening did not die when the two met and died in love.

What did she say at that moment? She said that Shen Zhening was unmarried and couldn't stop her.

The white-haired parents of Shen's parents give away the black-haired ones, and I don't know how painful it will be.

"..."

She was stunned, looking at the face in front of Song Changqing that could no longer be called a "human". It was so unbearable and terrifying, but it was like a new mark, firmly imprinted in her heart.

Regarding Shen Zhening’s mark, it seemed to be erased bit by bit. She finally woke up from the obsession, recalled the past, and howled!

"Wow...oooo..."

In her heart, it is not necessarily that she did not know that she had committed a terrible mistake.

But the obsession has been accomplished, and the more mistakes she made, the more she must be obsessed.

Her eyeballs protruding from the sockets were shaken because of her hoarse crying and howling, Meng Fanglan suddenly gave up her plan to hurt him, and instead hugged him:

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

She has no eyes and is not human.

Fortunately, it is not too late to understand, and Song Changqing is with her all the way.

"Let's die together! Let's die together!"

"You kill me, I kill you."

"It's beautiful!"

Song Changqing did not speak, but Song Qing's small voice sounded behind him.

There was a chill in Meng Fanglan's heart, and the two rows of protruding teeth ‘clicked’.

Although she is awake, she is not a good person by nature, and her temper is more surly and cruel after death.

Now that I know that I have nowhere to go, and I find that my death is imminent, and there is an inseparable Song Changqing by his side, how can I be willing to give this warm hand?

The moment she heard Song Qing's small voice, she didn't hesitate to grasp Song Changqing's head with her palms, as if she wanted to kill him before she died and let him go on the road with her.

But the moment she moved her palm, a sword aura swung down.

Silver light flashed, Shengsheng cut off her arms.

When the sword energy was in full swing, the red line between her and Song Changqing was cut cleanly by Hanmang.

This reincarnation marriage was forcibly continued because Song Changqing wanted to protect the life of his relatives, but now it is finally broken in the hands of Song Qingxiao.

As soon as the red thread broke, the black thread like pitch that stuck together between a corpse and a person withered and broke.

Song Changqing's body involuntarily leaned back and fell into the ground.

"Do not……"

The pain of Meng Fanglan's arms being cut was second, and the sharp pain of sword energy invading Shenhun couldn't help it.

But the red line of reincarnation marriage was broken, but Meng Fanglan seemed to have been robbed of flesh and blood in her heart, showing her fierceness.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me!"

She bounced fiercely, and the magical power of the two characters ‘Benevolence’ and ‘De’ seemed to be overwhelming.

At the fracture of both arms, a large amount of black energy squirmed out, trying to catch Song Changqing.

At all costs, she moved her head forward, so powerful that her stiff body that had been cultivated for hundreds of years into the body of the devil could hear the sound of fractures, but she didn't care.

The long teeth protruded, opening their mouths in a mess.

There was a tingling noise between the teeth. She wanted to keep Song Changqing, if she couldn't keep it, she would kill him, or bite a piece of his flesh and swallow it into her belly.

"Can't separate us..."

She was extremely fierce, and her eyes were strangely erupting with blood-red luster, as if she was about to change again.

At this moment, Song Qing's small body appeared from behind Song Changqing and hugged him into his arms.

"Big brother."

Song Qingxiao called him.

Back then, the young man who was strong and strong enough to carry her back and forth in Yunhu Mountain, now only a handful of withered bones remained, and the weight was actually much lighter than the young Aqiduxiang.

His soul seemed to have been drained, and all that was left was a handful of withered bones.

She called out, and Song Changqing raised her head slightly.

"small……"

"Little..." He raised his arm ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to touch Song Qing's face.

During these years, in Jiuyou, he often talked to himself and shouted something earlier.

It's just that at that time Meng Fanglan regarded him as a companion, a plaything that passed the long years, and didn't care about him at all.

After that, he gradually became dysfunctional and didn't talk too much. He occasionally burst out two sentences of "small...small" without knowing what it was.

At this moment, she naturally took his words as a name for herself.

Meng Fanglan screamed:

"I am here, Fanglan is here!"

She thought that Song Changqing's gesture of stroking her face was because she regarded Song Qingxiao as her own, and she struggled and shouted:

"Little is me, I am here, look at me..."

"...Junior Sister..." It was just Song Changqing's next words that made her feel like a devil's cellar.