For several days, news of ghouls attacking people kept coming from Lanling City, and the sects stationed in Lanling were also implicated. What's even more terrifying is that after the victim's death, they will also be reduced to An inhuman monster with the same face and behavior as a ghoul. In desperation, Lan Ling issued a city closure order. Knowing that Ye Xuan's palace master happened to be in the city, someone soon came to ask for help.

The ghouls only travel at night, although the outbreak is only in a small area, so the number of dead sect disciples has increased at an unreasonable rate. When they met, the silver-haired cultivator placed him in the inn, and after laying down a barrier and instructing him carefully, he left with some anxiety with the guide who had been waiting for a long time downstairs.

The large guest room was quiet, sitting on the big bed with the tiered curtains towards the lamp, the light of the long bright lamp outside suddenly went out, suddenly plunged into darkness, he subconsciously ignited a flame from his fingertips, and the golden pupils reflected Looking at the little light, the eyes of the person on the opposite side flickered, and Zhao Deng showed a surprised look on his face. After a long while, he smiled and said, "Lingxi."

Hua Lingxi's already seductive and delicate appearance became even more bewitched in the dim light. He glanced at the lamp and nodded.

"Are you here to save me?"

"Why is it salvation?" He said, with a sneer in his eyes unconsciously: "Everyone in the world knows that the Yue Palace Master was fascinated by the number one on the Demon Punishment List, and for him Don't hesitate to collide with the eight gates... You are doing a good job in Israel, the longer the song loves you so much, do you still need me to save you?"

Winks at the light.

"But I don't want to be hurt by him anymore." He had ambiguous red marks all over his body, as if seeing Hua Lingxi's complicated expression, he suddenly laughed: "Hey, Lord Mozun, Take the juniors to go?"

After a while.

"... scoff," the purple-haired devil raised his lips, his amorous peach eyes slightly upturned: "I'd like to see how much you can treat someone like Yue Changge. influences."

All right, take a look, it's up to you.

Hua Lingxi's hand stroked his face, and when they separated, the person in front of him became a very ordinary and boring appearance. up, signaled him to follow behind him, and left the inn generously. The barrier set up by Yue Changge was useless in front of him. When he was far away from that area, he pulled the lantern and led people quickly in Lanling. Travel around the city.

After intercepting the chasing soldiers behind, Chao Deng confirmed his guess: "Did you set the ghoul?"

One of the reasons for his action, the man did not deny it, nodded his head readily, and then added: "The people of Yexuan are behind us, and there were people in the inn before, the enchantment under the longer song is not only to protect you, Also to trap you inside."

Seeing the light of the morning light, Hua Lingxi laughed.

"Aren't you angry? Are you used to him treating you so meticulously?"

I didn't say anything to the lamp, and after a long time, the lazy voice of the young demon cultivator could be heard in the wind.

"If you don't get used to it, you have to get used to it."

In the case of the city being sealed off, Hua Lingxi got the order to leave the city from nowhere. Seeing this, Hua Lingxi didn't say much, and slapped the man on the chest directly.

Strength, a sense of terrifying oppression... When Yuechang Ge Lei Linggen, who was once in Meijing and was encircled and suppressed by the eight sects, was revealed, it was exactly the same feeling that Hua Lingxi gave him at this moment.

These two people have the same spiritual roots.

The guard who stopped the lantern was timid when he saw it, Hua Lingxi took the opportunity to lead him out of the city gate, and after driving a few miles away from Lanling, the sky suddenly turned gray, and I could vaguely see The light coming from the dark clouds, the golden pupils floated sharply, his hands formed a formation, the spreading blood-colored formation blocked the falling thunder from the sky, Hua Lingxi's pupils were bright as if they were burning, he suddenly looked at the lantern. With one glance, he tore the space with one hand, pulled him and jumped in.

In addition to the system, this is the first time he has used other external forces to transcend time and space. After the discomfort, the direction of the lamp slowly slowed down, and the whole place was barren, with uneven colors of grass in the Extending in front of him, it was obvious that there was some distance from Lanling City. He saw that the man seemed to be injured, his complexion was abnormally pale, and he covered his hand with some worry and transferred his spiritual power to the other party.

"How are you?"

"No problem," Hua Lingxi closed her eyes: "Your spiritual roots...Yue Gongzhu has been shaped? So, do you want to leave him too?"

"It was made by him," Chao Deng raised his black eyes slightly, Hua Lingxi and Yue Changge had a life-threatening revenge. And Yu, although he doesn't need to brush the other person's love value, it is obviously more beneficial to follow his will at the moment: "...he owes me."

As he spoke, he laughed, ghostly and gorgeous, and the appearance of being tossed to the bone in the night hangs up.

"If it's not for this, why should I let him touch me."

[Love is worth four and a half stars. ]

Sure enough, Xiaohua hates big beauties, and she becomes very happy to hear other people's unhappy things.

"What do you mean..." The peach blossom eyes narrowed: "From beginning to end, you are with him for spiritual roots?"

Looking at Zhao Deng's agreement, the other party bent his eyes, heard the five-star love value prompt in his ear, and raised his eyebrows slightly towards the lamp.

Five stars so quickly…

After walking forward for a while, the pink of the clouds and clouds stretched endlessly, and he realized that the place where Hua Lingxi chose to settle is very close to Tiansi. Unlike ordinary peach blossoms, Tiansi flowers The tree does not have a flowering period, and it lasts for a long time throughout the year. Although the flow of people has dropped sharply due to the end of the Fuxian Conference, many tourists still come to express their love and play. When they arrive at Taohuazhou, the sky is dark, the river lights are rising, and there are many shops in the pan. On the wrong road to welcome guests, Chao Deng once again met the fortune-teller for him last time. The handsome young monk still wore a non-mainstream dress with a yellow belt tied his forehead. His face was free and unrestrained, and when he saw Chao Deng looking at him, he naturally brought a warm and unobtrusive smile.

"This young man, look down on you, how familiar you are, have you ever done a fortune-telling in a small shop?"

"Uh..." The yellow-belted cultivator scratched his head and looked puzzled: "This is strange, your life doesn't seem to be broken, son, I wanted to praise you ten times before. The major palaces in the second palace are all good fortune, how can they be disgusted by the way of heaven?"

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His eyes flickered, and he gestured to Hua Lingxi with his eyes. After the latter nodded, the man with the yellow belt took his hand and asked Chao Deng's birth date as before. After a while, he affirmed.

"I'm not mistaken, the son is definitely not a destiny that is rejected by heaven. If you have a fortune in your life, it should be smooth sailing, but..." The male cultivator stared at the astrolabe with some puzzlement: "Young master The fate of the person seems to be connected with the person, just like the pineapple and pine, you have to rely on that person to save you to enjoy the current good fortune... This is really strange."

Oh, this is going to be ruined.

The flower rhinoceros on the side listened to the fortune teller indifferently, without any movement, his eyes swept over the lantern to maintain a smile, and when he touched the distance, the bright mahogany sign that rattled Like a cloud that perches among the trees.

"Wait until there is no money to spend," the young magician in light-colored clothes looked at the rebuilt Meijing. The oiran stepped on the silk sandals, and the colorful hairpins on the blue silk swayed each other: "Sir, would you consider coming here to join the show?"

"Towards the lamp," Hua Lingxi gave a ghostly smile: "You don't want to live anymore."

"No, I just think she is not as beautiful as you," the speaker pretended to be naive, didn't wait for the other party to attack, and tugged at the lamp on his cuff: "This sister is from the Fuxian Conference. The oiran of the night?"

“Wow…”

"Guilty?"

He touched his nose, nodded after a while, and the person beside him said softly: "Little brother doesn't feel guilty for Palace Master Yue, but instead sympathizes with the oiran who has never met, really pity and cherish jade."

Why do you always mention the beauty, do you have a crush on him?

"According to your opinion, I should repent very much?" Chao Deng's black eyes were half closed, and a loose tone was drawn: "He is kind to me, but he wants me to accompany him all the time. , I don't want to."

Hua Lingxi paused: "Why not?"

"I don't want to be tied by anyone."

At the same time, it also saves the other party's sadness. Besides, he has been with Hua Lingxi for several months. Although Ye Xuan has not chased after him, it is a bit unreasonable, but it is almost the time when he can speak some intimate words.

Keko, the lamp is so understanding.

"For such a long time, if I can only face one person forever, I will go crazy," Chao Deng said with a smile: "I can't like it any more, I love long songs too much, but I do I don't know who to stay for from beginning to end... In the end, I just want to use him to reshape my spiritual roots when my feelings are worn down."

Inexplicably, that kind of gentle gesture that was rarely shown made him think of another person.

Since all the way is planned by Hua Lingxi, Chao Deng is unfamiliar with many parts of this huge world, and often even if he arrives at the boundary, he will remember it later. The rare warm sun melts the ice shell, the thick snow slowly dissipates, and the trees that are lush all year round are covered with white snow. Looking at the shaped cliff mouth, Zhao Deng asked curiously, "Where is this?"

Except Tiansi Peach Blossom Island, there are few places that are still so prosperous in winter, Hua Lingxi didn't answer, but smiled lightly for a while, then said calmly: "Water Wendong Mausoleum, Tiansi Peach Blossom, Sleeping in Beijing for a night... Where would you say this last stop will be?"

To the east of Shuiwen Mausoleum is the area where fairy and devil meet.

Zhao Deng's face turned pale, and the person opposite raised his white wrist and tapped his forehead, his gentle and gentle appearance made his spine chill for no reason

"The more I treat you, the more you tire of me?"

[Differentiating Fragment Emotions Don’t… eh? ] The system showed unexpected emotions for the first time, and the voice that has always been strategizing rose slightly: [Being deceived. ]

[…? ]

Make fun of me.

[This is not a differentiation fragment. ]

The man's golden pupils slowly lost focus, his monstrous face gradually revealed unnatural stiffness, and the originally pale skin turned gray like a deceased person. The system clicked: [ He had long since died, and a ray of spiritual consciousness had been injected into his body alone. The spiritual consciousness had been separated from the original owner for too long and had been in a deep sleep state. When I woke up suddenly that day, I thought it was a fragment of differentiation. ]

He turned towards Deng's brain very fast: [The fragmentation of fragmentation falls away when the fragment of emotion shapes the world, Lili is a fragment of hypocrisy, even if it is not fragmentation, it is detected by you, enough to fool your spirit Knowledge can only come from—]

[Being hypocritical. ] There is a faint excitement in the system's voice: [Although it is estimated that he did it unintentionally, it is very interesting to be able to do this to this extent. ]

[…]

Interesting, funny ass, you can do it, the president is perverted.

[Be blessed. ]

The laughter of schadenfreude made Chao Deng frown. The monk who was bright and bright like the bright moon was tall, as warm as jade, with silver hair scattered on his white coat. The corpse disappeared in place, and he looked at the lantern and said little by little words that made the magic cultivator horrified.

"Are you willing to let me touch you, just to use me to reshape your spiritual roots?"

“…”

Days! La! chatter!

Life is better than death! Why does this kind of thing happen to make people want to die... The first time the **** is capsized, idiot system!

"Even if there is a little bit of love for me, you will never be able to stay for me, and you don't want to accompany me at all. Do you think I am tied to you?"

"No, no..."

Zhao Deng kept shaking his head, feeling real fear for the first time, no one had ever given him such an indescribable feeling, even when the first two fragments were driven to five stars of hatred, It would be better if the person with a slight smile in front of him, even if the system could not detect the hatred value temporarily, was out of control.

"Not what?"

That's a tail.

Silver-white, soft and finely scaly reptiles...an organ that can only be possessed.

"Little Lantern," the longer the song approached him, and the cold fingers stroked his face: "Do you know how to really bind you? ... Are you cold, keep shaking, okay? Poor..."

At the time, he thought it was the avenue of the other party's cultivation and the reason for the water spirit root in the double spirit root, but it was impossible to think that he was not a human at all.

"It's useless to hurt you, anyway, you're not a good boy," the other party licked his lips, the dark pupils that stood up faintly in the silver-gray eyes, the longer the song contained his tenderness He bit his lips and said, "In fact, I like to use inferior means to deal with the things I like. I am such a happy little lamp, you say..."

"What shall I do to you?"

[Three stars for hatred. ]