Wu Ma's often brown scorpion haze glared at Xiao Yu, if the eyes can kill, Xiao Yu has now been smashed.

"The old man killed you this little monk."

The witches often screamed, and the palms danced, condensing a powerful sacred lion shape, fiercely rushing toward Xiao Yu, where the Xuanqi lion passed, the branches and leaves became fragments, no one was spared.

"Xiao Yu, be careful."

Nan Tianyu patted the ground with his palm, and the fallen body flew up and rushed over to save Xiao Yu. After all, it was a late step. Xiao Yu’s figure was engulfed by the Xuanqi lion.

"Xiao Yu."

Nan Tianyu screamed, fell from the air, knees on the ground, and looked at the debris on the ground, which was the fragments of Xiao Yu’s clothes.

When Nan Gongyi led the soldiers, he heard Nan Tianyu’s embarrassment. His face was white and white, and he rushed to the ground. He grabbed Nantianyu, who was lost on the ground, and asked quickly.

"What happened to your nephew? What happened to your nephew?"

Nan Gongyi has never been so violent. He knew how to be forbearing since he was a child. But now, he no longer wants that **** forbearance. Who will let him endure, who will kill him.

Nan Tianyu grabbed the pieces of clothes on the ground and unfolded in front of Nangong Temple. The familiar pieces flew to the face of Nangong Zhuxian.

Nan Tianyu’s hoarse voice said: "Dead."

Nangong’s head was dizzy, and he seemed to hear the sound of deep collapse in his heart. This is the clothes of the nephew, and her body fragrance remains.

Nangong Yu suddenly loosened Nan Tianyu, and the cold cold ice fell on Wuma Chang. The face of Zhu Xian was somewhat distorted, and the palm of his hand waved: "The public will listen to the order and kill him at all costs."

"Hey."

The generals are the same channel, swallowing the mountains and rivers, thousands of troops, and often killing the witches.

Wu Ma’s old face is a bit different, and he stares at Nangong’s anger: “Bad boy, do you dare to shoot the old man? The old man will not spare you.”

Nangong's mouth twitched a strange smile, and the witch often looked at the pores. He thought that this kid was a kind of fearful death. He didn't expect to be crazy, it was a complete madman.

Although Wu Ma is often very high, he and Nan Tianyu have fought down, and they have spent a lot of repairs. In the face of Nangong’s army, he will be consumed by so many people even if he is repaired to a higher level. dead.

After the witches often swear, they disappeared.

Nangong 湚 chased the past, after all, did not catch up, Wu Ma often seems to disappear from the world.

Nangong湚 returned to the place where Xiao Yu died, and saw the pieces of clothes on the ground like petals. He reached out and squatted.

A gust of wind blew, and the debris on the ground flew up like it was going to be blown farther away, disappearing in front of his eyes, and the debris from the panic of Nangong’s panic was stuffed into his arms and reached out to catch the fragments of the faraway. .

"Hey, don't go..."

The general of Nanling saw this scene, and the heart of the iron man was suddenly uncomfortable. After he was enthroned, there was no woman in the harem, and even the showgirls sent by the Queen Mother and the ministers were all driven away.

Now, he finally knows that after he has not been jealous, he is not guilty, because his heart has long been occupied by a woman.

And now, this woman...

......

After a few hours.

The purple clothes came out of Feng Lingran's body. The soul was not as transparent as when he entered. He saw Xiao Qi with a phoenix and came to a strange place. He rubbed his eyebrows and swept around. He didn't look at it. To the figure of his little child.

The purple clothes suddenly felt uncomfortable in the heart, and the fingers moved, pinching the throat of Xiaoqi: "Why should I leave my little child and save this broken body?"

Xiaoqi’s throat was tight, and there was a lot of pain. I couldn’t even see who was moving?

But Xiao Qi, I heard the voice of the purple clothes.

Xiaoqi stopped struggling, and his beautiful eyes were red: "It’s the fault of Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi has no ability to save Miss Sister."

The purple fascinating voice said: "In this case, what does the deity leave for you?"

Xiaoqi closed his eyes and waited to die.

When the purple dress ended the life of Xiaoqi, he saw a tear in his eyes, and in the transparent waterdrops, Xiao Xiao’s pale and firm face was reflected. She let Xiaoqi leave with Feng Ling’s body.

Before the death of the man, the brain will play back the memory in front of him. The tears of Xiaoqi rolled his most painful memories. He took Feng Lingran and did not have the ability to take Xiao Yu.

With a whistling, the lion cub shattered the tears of Xiaoqi.

The face of the purple coat changed a lot, the figure shook, and the phoenix of the enchanting beauty was somewhat lost. He muttered: "No, little, you won't have anything..."

Xiaoqi’s neck was loose, and he felt that a blast had been blown around him, and the voice of the mysterious man never sounded again.

......

Three days later.

Nanling Palace.

"Your Majesty, people can't resurrect, do you really want to do this?" Taken in the hands of Zhu Xu, staring at the Nangong Temple, which had no eyes for three days and three nights, the black scorpion of the past, full of red at the moment. Bloodshot.

"Don't you say that after the death, there are three souls and seven scorpions still in the world? I saw the soul of Qiu Lan, I want you to recruit the soul of the nephew. She drank the juice soon. After she died, my heart Will remember the hanging, her soul will return to the side of the beggar." Nangong's voice is hoarse, holding Xiao Qian's clothes in his hands, as a treasure.

"How can I get back? Her body has disappeared. You forced her to stay in the world. It will only exhaust her yin. In the end, maybe it will not be reborn. Your Majesty, this is what you are willing to watch." Got it?"

"You can let her soul enter other women's bodies, she can still live." Nangong 湚 lifted the **** red 眸, he wants her to live, she must live, if the bamboo imaginary to stop, he will kill people The Tao of Tao.

Zhu Xu was stunned by the ruin of Nangong Temple. Was he so obsessed with Xiao Yu?

"Your Majesty, too late." The yellow voice of the door came.

For a moment, the door was pushed open, and the Queen Mother came in, behind her, followed by Liu Wei, who was waiting.

"Imperial, how are you so confused? For a fox demon, do this ridiculous thing?" The Queen Mother was angry and saw that the Nangong was full of red-blooded eyes, and the face of the celestial being was pale as a ghost, she scared A jump, pity said: "Hey, how is your face so bad? How long have you been resting? Come on! Don't help you to rest."

"No need." Nangong's voice was as cold as ice, and the **** red gaze glared at Liu Wei, who was next to the Queen Mother. The scared Liu Wei's face changed, and her guilty conscience was great.

"Hey..."

Nangong 湚 suddenly stood up, blood red gaze gazing at the Queen Mother, interrupting her words: "Children really regret it, if you did not insist on saving you, you don't have to put so much blood, she will not be my heart. Mustard, stay away from me."