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"Hush, stop talking, there is movement."

Lin Lang raised a finger and pressed it against his lips.

Situ Fei licked it and hurriedly made a serious look after the other side squinted.

They are now standing on an open snow, opposite is a huge red beast head iron gate, after the year-old paint, more like dark red blood stains. Wisps of black gas emerged from the crack of the door, followed by a bitter "creaking" sound, the door slowly opened, and a group of white-haired monsters with green eyes crawled out.

"It's White Hair Yasha!"

Someone exclaimed.

Baimao Yasha has a very low rank in the Yasha Kingdom, with no sanity and strong brute force. It is generally regarded as a fierce beast. However, this is only for Yasha. If you are an ordinary monk, a white-haired Yasha is no less than Jin Dan Xiuwei.

After a short while, there was a lot of mourning, and most of the low-level monks fleeed.

"Remember how I taught you?" Lin Lang stroked the heater lazily.

"Of course." Situ Fei smiled triumphantly, with the young boy's spirit eager to try. "Now ask the master to accept the achievements of Tu'er."

He held the wolf sword in his hand, as if he had entered a land of no one, cleared a blood path for Lin Lang.

Lin Lang's face didn't change color, stepped on a pile of white-haired Yecha's body and entered the iron gate. One of them was still dead and grabbed her ankle.

A ray of sword gas passed by, and Yasha's hairy wrist was cut open, revealing a smooth mirror-like surface.

Situ Fei shouted something wrong, squatted down, and wiped the **** shoe upper with the veil that he carried with him.

"Next time, I will definitely do better."

He raised his eyes and vowed to Lin Lang.

"I know."

Lin Lang reached out his hand, "Get up, let's hurry up."

"it is good."

Situ Fei grabbed her hand and took a step ahead, leading her in. Although he knew that Lin Lang's cultivation practice was much higher and deeper than him, as a man, protecting a woman was a matter of course, so he still used to walk in front of Lin Lang.

The two spent a month in the tomb of the corpse king. Apart from the fact that Situ Fei's actual combat experience soared rapidly, nothing was gained.

On this day, Situ Fei was so annoyed that he went to pluck a young white-haired night fork. As a result, the other party could not fight and ran away. Situ Fei laughed with his arms crossed, but the next moment his entire face was green.

The little white man with a full bag shouted a group of brothers at Yasha. The fierce, chasing behind their buttocks and running.

Situ Fei yelled, ran away after carrying his wife, while spitting back, "Shameless! I have the ability to single out!"

Lin Lang glanced at his eyes. Wasn't he a bully?

"Boom--"

In the narrow corridor, Situ Fei unintentionally triggered the organ, the ground collapsed, and the two fell into it.

"Are you OK?"

Situ Fei's skin was swollen, and it was too late to cry. The first thing to get up was to quickly pick up Lin Lang and pat the dust on her body.

"I'm okay." She shook her head. "Now, look, beautiful starry sky."

Situ Fei looked up her eyes.

The sky above the gap should have turned into a dark purple endless sea of ​​stars, with a little red glow on the edges, spreading towards the center. The tiny stars are embedded in a lotus-shaped fluffy nebula, and the flying finch passes a star drill, rushes into the sea of ​​clouds, and disappears into a flame.

"It's pretty," he said.

"I really want to stay here all my life and look at this sea without thinking."

"Okay, I will accompany you."

As soon as the words fell, Situ Fei found that his limbs suddenly became stiff, like falling into a catty. He glanced down, holding not Lin Lin in his arms, but a mutated flying night yak, with a red light in his eyes, an open mouth with saliva, biting on his shoulder fiercely, tearing flesh and blood.

"Situ Fei, since you want to stay here, how can you fulfill your honor?"

He rolled his dark eyes slowly and looked up to the sounding side.

Looking up at her.

In the cicada-like purple light, the woman's snow-white clothes were spotless, her slender wrists turned backwards, and she gently pulled out the black hair in her collar. Her posture was calm and graceful. The vermilion-like lips are so thin that when they are slightly involved, it is the charm that confuses all beings.

"Ziz!"

The greedy Feitian Yecha bit Situ Fei's arm, twisting his head and pulling it hard, and the blood mist splashed, revealing the naked bones.

He was twitching in pain.

There are black tombstones floating around, when the **** smell diffused into the air, completely awakened the sleeping monsters under the ground.

"Zizizi—"

With a strange sound, a withered arm broke out of the ground. Immediately after this chaotic black / color / area is like a boiling oil pot, the ground is worn by a dry claw with black nails into a sieve, and a white, green, purple, red corpse scrambles to climb Came out.

The breath of death was wanton.

"why?"

He stared at the man's beautiful face, and the pain in his body was far from the taste of betrayal.

The blood in the body is draining quickly.

The sound of monsters sucking bones rang in their ears, and his brain began to dizzy.

Shock, fear, panic, hatred.

"Why? This is really ridiculous."

Lin Lang casually said, "Why do you think the deity would like a little baby with a bad smell? If it were not for your use, how could the deity degrade and play the house games with you for decades."

Play house?

"You ... you lied to me?"

"Otherwise?" She asked rhetorically.

Situ Fei felt that his head seemed to "buzz", and someone severely pierced the skull with a huge hammer.

He said naively, "No, you won't lie to me! How could you lie to me, how could ..." He didn't believe her words were fake, let alone the countless days of companionship , Just his wishful thinking!

He unconsciously shook his head, his expression was terrified, and suddenly he gave out a force, which suddenly grabbed Lin Lang's skirt and dropped a blood-red palm mark.

Lin Lang lowered her eyes, "Dirty, let go."

"I won't let go! Don't let go!"

He shouted tightly.

The man's face was twisted into a weird look due to pain, and a lot of cold sweat drenched his clothes, mixed with the smell of blood, and it was very pungent.

Situ Fei reluctantly restrained the pain, like grabbing the last straw, and said quickly, "Ah, I know, you want to punish me, right? Did I do something wrong, making you unhappy? , So are you doing this to me? "

"You said, you said where did I go wrong, I will change it, I will change it!"

He shouted hard, his throat aching like a burn.

Please, do n’t say, all this is fake.

Grasp blue muscles gradually emerged from the hand holding the skirt, and a deep pleading appeared in the man's eyes.

"But it's a pity that fakes can never be true."

Situ Fei lost his soul and suddenly emptied his strength, his throat was blocked, "How could it be fake? How could it be?"

How could it be fake?

how come……

Putting on a coat while he was asleep, is this gentleness fake?

Teach him the tactics and give him a long sword. Is this proper intention false?

Her eyes, her lips, such hot, are all fake?

The man was gradually overwhelmed by the climbing body.

Not reconciled, he is not reconciled.

He was betrayed by the person he loved most and died in the nibbles of the corpses.

Lin Lang shook his hand and shook the gauze skirt, and his hand fell helplessly.

Situ Fei opened his eyes strenuously, and his eyes reflected Lin Lang, the violet starry sea behind her.

The pupils began to dilate.

Popular, huh.

"Zizizi!"

Lin Lang's fingers unscrewed the animal's pattern cover of the stove. Suddenly, the resentment and death gas in all directions turned into a substance, which poured into it, which also carried pure purple gas, just like fine sand.

"Thank you so much, I have completed my Nine Tails."

Lin Lang lowered his head and chuckled, embarrassed, male master.

She played bad ideas from start to finish.

The deprivation of luck, in the eyes of ordinary monks, is a move against the sky. But Lin Lang was a lunatic, or an activist, otherwise, she succeeded.

At the age of 99, she became the first nine-tailed fox demon of Taishi mainland.

"Good boy, teach your last class for the teacher."

"Don't believe anyone, especially me."

Lin Lang left.

Blood drips to the ground.

Situ Fei slowly closed his eyes.

He hates.

Hate her desperation.

She hated her stupidity even more, and she played tricks on her.

He was too stupid, and stupidly believed her lies.

How can this gangster beast understand how valuable it really is?

After a long time, a bloody, bone-like hand was stretched out slowly from the corpse, and a head was squeezed.

This group of monsters seemed to meet the nemesis, screaming and fleeing.

However, at the next moment, the corpse broke into pieces and the mud splattered onto the man. Half of his face was gnawed to leave only the skeleton, and the vacant part looked extraordinarily infiltrating.

"Ma'am, it hurts a lot."

He said quietly, more like coquetry.

"For husband, after thinking for a while, it is too lonely to go to Huangquan alone, for you, so I came back, are you upset?

He spread his palms, and there was a little bit of carrion on it.

Situ Fei's eyes were deep and his strange red tongue licked off one by one.

"Zizizi—"

Now it is his turn to have dinner.

Situ Fei grabbed a yaksha, tearing it in half without changing his face, and the black object inside flowed to the ground. He bent his fingers, dug out the cold heart, and chewed into his mouth, showing a drunken look on his face.

"The lady's fine skin and tender meat must taste better than this corpse."

One day, if I am a devil--

Kill all those who bear me.