I don't know that the person next to him was peeping at himself, Bai Yan fell into a nightmare from groggyness.

Above the stone altar, the white bones are sensational, the flames are burning like endless karma, and the bones are burned.

In the altar, Wu Yanfu was sitting cross-legged, his shirt dropped to his waist, revealing his lean body, a long hair drifted away in the air flowing around him, and his skin was covered with sweat, smooth like a bronze statue.

At this time, his brows were frowning, his breathing was disturbed, his complexion was blue, and his hands were pale and white, which was not like what he usually did when practicing.

"Master ... My son loves you. My son died for you, My son is very happy."

"Master, want me ..."

Bai Yan continued to whisper with charming belly words, covering a mouthful of nectar, covering his opponent's lips with his head up, hooking his hot iron-like neck, and tapping his tongue into the other person's tooth space, slowly passing in the nectar.

When the rain came in a dry land, Wu Yanfu slightly opened his lips and dragged the boy into his arms.

While feeding Bai Bai, he reached out and touched the bronze candlestick placed on his side. He pulled out the candle and held it tightly in his hand. At this moment, Wu Yanfu suddenly made a low hum, his narrow narrow eyes opened suddenly, but his eyes were red. Suddenly he caught him with both hands, and a little blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

"you……"

Knowing that he was going into a demon, Bai Yi gritted his teeth and raised his hand--

With a bang, the candle cone passed through his chest.

Wu Yanfu trembled, staring at him in disbelief, looking down again, covering the bleeding wound, covering his mouth with a sharp mouthful of black blood.

He was afraid of being countered by him, and jumped a long step in a hurry, but saw that his whole body trembled, as if the blood veins were retrograde, and the pale blue blood vessels on his arm were bulging, as if a live insect was swimming around, the whole person fell to the ground , Embarrassed, even difficult to get up, how can you see the peerless style of a great master?

For a moment, he walked cautiously, lifted the Yueyue hook embedded in the rock gap on his side, and picked and chopped the shackles between his feet in two, and walked slowly to Wu Yan Fu's body before.

"When you brought me back, you never expected that you would have today? Master?"

The man coughed twice, as if laughing.

Laughter echoed in the stone room, but it was a bit sad.

He turned over hard, leaning against the rock wall behind him, but turned into the usual lazy and elegant look, as if not to die, but to sleep. After a few breaths, he gazed at him for a long time, and his blood-stained lips seemed to have nowhere to go: "Hey, there is a secret, I want to tell you for the teacher. You know, just before, I am in the colorless realm. What magic barrier was encountered? "

"Ok?"

I thought he was going to die, and his words were good. He wanted to extoll his secrets, Bai Yan put his ears up, and caught Wu Yanfu a bite, and blew into his ears: "It's a pity , I have exhausted my life as a teacher, and you have never dreamed of knowing it all your life ... "

"Dead to death, you still!" Bai Yan pushed him away, stood up, raised one of his feet in cuffs and stepped on the man's chest, looking down at him, "What else do you have?" Good to say? "

"What a wolf cub!" Wu Yanfu laughed aloud, smiled a few times, and exhaled blood again. A handsome face was as pale as paper, but his lips were red and dazzling. He was really shocked. "What a big deal ... why didn't I guard you?" Then, he stretched out a hand and grabbed Bai's drooping ankle. With long hair, he seemed to want to drag him into his arms, but he lost his strength.

Bai Yan hides behind, cuts his blade, and only catches a piece of green silk for him.

Wu Yanfu spread his palms, his palms were scorched and burnt, and a section of green silk was burned into a scorching ash in a blink of an eye, but he wiped his breath on the chest injury, breathing a sigh of relief, "Haha smiled. It's really self-inflicted. That year, you should be thrown in the dungeon of the hermitage that month ... "

——A word is worn like a sharp blade as a chest.

As soon as Bai Yan's eyes were closed and her wrists turned, she cut Wu Yanfu's neck sharply.

Watching those dead but unconscious eyes lost their light, and the blood stained his toes, he jumped away as if burned, and tore the corners of his stiff lips, but he couldn't laugh.

Gritting his teeth, his sweaty hands clenched the hook handles, and the tip went down the road. He opened the chest of the person under him, and slammed the heart out with force. He provoked a **** relic that rolled out, and he held it in his hand, swallowing without looking up.

The smell of raw blood filled his mouth and nose, which made him a little sickened. He kept holding his mouth and swallowed it, causing his tears to almost fall, like a half-sized child who swallowed jujube.

He swallowed and thought: "Without love and horror, you can stand in the world, Master, you taught me. If you don't die, I will become a furnace for your practice. I have never thought of turning over in my life."

Going to the window to breathe, looking down from the top of the Tianshan Mountain, the whole area of ​​northern Xinjiang has a panoramic view, but suddenly feels extremely cold. Duyu earlobe left a little bit of temperature, lingering.

Bai Yan raised his hand in his sleep and touched his ear.

Wu Yanfu was closing his eyes and raising his eyes, aware of the movement around him, and opened his eyes to look.

The teenager next to him rubbed his hand against his cheek repeatedly, wondering what he had dreamed of, and Wu Yanfu's eyes could not help falling on the index finger of that hand wearing a blood jade pull finger—that belonged to him. Obviously, the size of this boneless hand was larger, and a twine was wrapped around the ring a few times before it was fastened.

Wu Yanfu couldn't remember what he thought about the crucial issue that he would accomplish in the past. Xu Shi walked in front of the gate and lost a half-hearted soul. Many memories of his life were incomplete.

The only thing that was clear was Bai's murderous face.

But it was the same face again, and now his lips were biting and he was sobbing.

If he changed someone else, I'm afraid he will be aroused by this look of compassion.

But how could he forget how this little baby betrayed himself and killed him.

His only defenseless person has now become his confidant.

Wu Yanfu blinked his eyes, gathered his five fingers in his right hand, and formed a tiger enlightenment spell, but it was even difficult to raise his wrist. He had no moves and no power. Before he hits, he will be killed.

Once the first master of the Western Regions, now it has fallen to such a field, ha.

He sneered, staring at Bai Yan's face, his thoughts flowing.

There is only one way to regain power.

Don't want to, Bai Ye opened his eyes at this moment.

In the dim light, a pair of eyes looming close to each other, the alarm bell in the heart of the masterpiece, but then remembered that the drug man is already alive and dead, no need to sleep before putting away the killing intention.

Sit up and sit up, suddenly noticed something strange underneath, opened the velvet blanket and looked, Bai Yan's face changed slightly immediately. Silk brocades could not cover the bulges in the obscene pants, a little bit cloudy and stained on the mattress.

He has sperm.

Bai Zheng bent his legs a bit overwhelmed, stretched out his tears, and looked down suddenly.

After all, it is a useful utensil.

For Bai Yi, this should be a blessing.

Liuyutian is different from the other dual practice methods. The first five can be practiced alone. Only one "Ming Concubine" is seduced by the magical tricks to help them improve their concentration. If "Ming Fei" intersects, if he can keep the essence and keep the essence, he can break down the barriers of seven emotions and six desires, such as the Buddha Nirvana, and realize the supreme mystery. Fortunately, Wu Yanfu had not had time to repair with him, so he went into trouble and was killed by him. Otherwise, he would definitely become a stepping stone to Wu Yanfu's skill.

But all these lucky things are in front of him, but Bai Zhi's heart is complicated.

Recalling last night's dream, he was ashamed and angry, and his disgusting mood was not vented.

This happy event was like a mockery of the dead man. Everyone is dead, what else?

It is him who makes him not like a man, and it is him who makes him a man.

All these looks fell into Wu Yanfu's eyes, which made him feel scratched by the cat's claws, and his heart felt itchy.

A cat-and-mouse game, the most interesting thing is that the mouse thinks it is a cat?

When Bai Yan was thinking wildly, he felt a cold in his calf and could not help but stun. Lean hands rested on his knees, and the medicine man stood up and seemed to want to crawl on him.

He squeezed his neck immediately: "What do you do?"

"Let the slaves ... let the slaves serve the lord."

"Go!" Bai Yan slaps him off the bed.

"Do you think" Ming Fei "is worthy of anyone? Waste." He pulled up his robe, covered his bare shoulders, and Bai Bai stood up, ringing the copper bell on the couch, calling for obedience.

The medicine man trembled with his arms, and half dead died on the ground: "The slave is afraid."

Bai Zhi knew that he had learned the power of the ghost rattan and could not die anyway, so he ignored him, sneered, and walked away. He turned his back, drew off his shirt and dipped in the bath. He did not see the man described as miserable, lowering his head, and wiped a ray of blood on his lips with his back.

Waste ...?

Putting on a clean inner robe, Bai Yan sat in front of the mirror, and Intuo put on the master costume for himself.

The Capricorn Crown of the Western Night King Yuci fell on top of his head, domineering, and a black-colored feather robe embroidered with gold-winged bird patterns was worn on his body. If you put on the mask of the sacrificial **** specially made for the state master, living away is a resurrection of witch Yan Fu, only to enter the West Night Palace to worship the new king today will not be noticed.

"Teacher, do you want to wear this?" Seeing Bai Yan's face getting worse, Yin Tu asked suddenly.

The Western Ye Kingdom and the Floating Tujiao have been integrated with politics and religion since ancient times. The leader is the state teacher. The clothes of each leader are carefully woven by the artisans in the palace. The Protestant successor also needs to meet the king. Of course, there is no one to make new clothes for them.

Yes, after all, they are all relics of the dead. How can you feel comfortable wearing them?

The mask was presented in front of him, and a pair of Phoenix eyes in the mirror were slightly squinted. He picked it up and covered it. Lifting his eyes, the white jade mask looked like a living creature, changing the appearance of the man, shocking him to breathe.

Blinking again, it seems like just an illusion. But Bai Ye knew that this was not an illusion.

The mask is called "No Phase" and can be transformed into another person's appearance based on the thought of the person using it.

And what he just saw was nothing more than the so-called ...

The devil is born of the heart.

Taking off the mask, I didn't dare to look at it anymore, and suddenly heard a whisper from the door, "God, please see me."

I want to come because the important figures in the teaching have been Zhaolai, Bai Yan adjusted his whole shirt, held the moon hook, glanced at the medicine man lying on the ground breathing, and found that the ghosts and vines of his body gradually faded, curled, and withered. The sign of shedding fell into a pool of cold water without being surprised.

As soon as he touched the water, an arm wrapped around his neck like a python, and the medicine man in his arms buried his head in his neck, seeming extremely comfortable, and sighed.

A moist, cold and sticky breath passed through the ears, causing a sting in the old scar.

Bai Bai suddenly felt a little flustered, reaching out to support the rock by the pool before he fell into the pool.

Wu Yanfu had to make an inch, and stretched out his hands to hold Baiyao's waist. He murmured in his ear: "Master, please be careful ..."

Although he intended to fool him, the admonition was true.

Bai Yan fixed his mind, and suddenly remembered that the ghost vine is a thing that reaches the underworld, and it is often used to divinate the psychic in the sacrifice in the religion.

He asked, "How do you say that?"

"My host's health is bad, but my body only needs to be immersed in water once a day. I am a good medicine, and my host should always be present."

The sincerity of this statement is not like a normal-minded person. Bai Ye smirked, but he was considerate, but he was a medicine slave. He stood up, held one of the medicine people's hand, and pulled it out of the pool.

He pushed open the door, and in front of the door he saw him in his suit, his expression stunned slightly.

The black feather robe fluttered to the ground, completely without his feet, and looked more and more petite in front of him.

In between, it was the child who was brought in by Wu Yanfu ten years ago.

How could it still be?

Such a thought flashed over, and the man had approached him, and he immediately fell down and fell down with Shi Luosha.

"Welcome the leader to go out."

When the sun is clear and the wind is cold, the flags are flying.

People walking slowly down the stairs fluttered their sleeves, such as golden-winged birds spreading their wings, shining brightly, the scenery was infinite, and they proudly inspected the back of the crowd.

"Get up."

"Please, the leader." Standing away from the barrier-free response, he lifted the curtain in front of the car, but at this moment his arm suddenly swelled a long strip, twisted strangely in the sleeve, and it was too late to hide. Seeing this, Bai Yan reached out and pinched, and felt that a snake-like living creature quickly reached the cuff, and a blue light flashed in front of him.

Like an arrow from the string, he rushed towards the medicine man.

Bai Yan looked intently, can not help but look.

The blue-scale silver-tailed stone dragon with a thin arm lay on the chest of the medicine man who had been scared and trembled, shaking his head and swinging his tail in an intimate manner, as if coquettish with him.

As soon as he snapped his palm, he sucked the medicine man in front of him, grabbed Shi Longzi's body, and caught it in his palm.

He smelled the blood relic of his body, and the fierce bloodthirsty beast obeyed, his tail wrapped around his wrist gently. Bai Yan stroked his back and smiled.

You should know that this stone dragon is by no means a four-legged snake commonly seen in the mountains. It is a rare and strange animal with strange poisons and can dispel a hundred poisons. It was originally raised by Wu Yanfu for life-saving purposes. On the night of his death, the beast bit a golden cage out of a hole. I didn't know where he had gone, and he couldn't find it in heaven.

unexpectedly……

Putting the "Three Poisons" into his cuffs, Bai Yan squinted his eyes toward the barrier-free, his smile concealed without trace: "Brother, when did you get back the" Three Poisons ", why not tell this seat? Can't keep it private? "

"The leader misunderstood," the "brother" called out from the barrier-free danger, and explained incessantly. "This beast was encountered in the woods occasionally when he came down, and his subordinates saw it froze to death, so they let it go." I woke up in my arms, but didn't expect it, but I just woke up and wanted to smell the smell of the new Lord. "

"Oh, that's the case." Bai Zhuo made a sudden realization, admiring the expression of fearlessness from Li Barrier, stepping on the back of a concubine, holding the "three poisons" and sitting in the whole body gilded and covered with thick In the thick-skinned car, "I have no intention of embarrassing my brother, my brother does not have to be so afraid."

When he looked up from the barrier-free mind, a slender hand lowered the curtain.

"Departure."