The face of Yun Ruo’s face changed instantly, her face became awkward, and she clenched her fist tightly, her eyes filled with anger and hatred. With {梦}小◢.1a

"Well, I have given you the opportunity, you have not cherished it, don't say that I will not save you," she said with a sneer sneer, with a mocking color in her eyes. "And... the catastrophe soon after, you I thought that Bai Yan really can't resist it? At that time, you still have to ask me, hahaha!"

Seeing that these old man diesel is not close, Yun Ruoxi laughed twice, her laughter was full of contempt, and finally looked at a few people, and no longer said a word with them, stepping into the void.

The crack of the void still exists, until the figure of Yun Ruo’s figure enters, and it gradually closes like a gap and disappears in front of the old people.

At this moment, their chests are somewhat ups and downs, apparently unclear, and more disappointing to Yun Ruo.

"If the cloud is really stubborn, she will regret it one day."

Xuan Zun indifference took his eyes back and turned to look at other people: "We will first find a place to continue to cultivate, regardless of whether the demon world is willing to join us to resist the robbery, we must prepare for the next robbery. ""

"Go."

Huang Xin’s clenched fists came loose, and he thought of Yun Ruo’s words, and his heart also made a few sneers.

Only Ling Zun still can't open. In the shrine, the person who believes in Yun Ruo is her, and the person who loves her the most is her. For the sake of Yun Ruo, he cares for her several times.

When she arrived, she was treated like this.

It’s really ridiculous.

Recalling all sorts of past, his old face is blue, and the anger in his eyes seems to be able to swarm out, making his sullen breath even colder...

For a long time, he could not regain his gaze. Even if Xuan Zun took him away, his eyes still fell in the direction of Yun Ruo’s departure, full of hatred...

......

Demon world.

Under the glare of the moonlight, the whole earth is gloomy and lifeless.

On a red carved bed, the man seems to be in a deep sleep, his phoenix is ​​closed, no previous domineering, and it is peaceful and calm.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, he was like a enchanting, in a flash, there are thousands of winds flowing in his eyes, seemingly fascinating.

Not far from him, a white man was standing upright and standing at the window. He was aware that the person behind him had opened his eyes and slowly turned and bowed to the man. ..

"Wang, you finally woke up..."

The man’s eyes gradually fell on the national teacher’s body, calmly saying: “What about the queen and the prince?”

"The king of the king, the queen and the prince disappeared from the realm of the gods. After they returned, the first one to go is still the gods."

The national teacher is not humble, the mouth is hooked with a shallow smile, the voice is gentle and windy, and the beauty is like a fairy.

"Wang brother."

In the emperor's frowning, a smashing figure rushed in from the door.

It was a beautiful and beautiful girl. She was flying and dancing. She said, "Wang brother, you are finally back. I have already remembered the previous things. I have also restored my strength. It is no longer your drag."

The Emperor Cang smashed his eyes, and he ignored the Emperor Xiaoyun and continued to say to the national teacher: "National division, you will report it, and later greet the queen and the prince, and the princess and the prince."