The head of black hair turned into snow in an inch, and the white hair was like silver light, spread behind her, facing the bright red wedding dress, with a strong intertwined color.

The pale and delicate face was painted with extremely beautiful makeup, half hidden in the long hair.

Lin Jiuer was gentle and cowardly before her death.

But after death, he became like this. I don’t know if it was fate that would make people beat people or life should be like this.

She floated in front of Ranbai, her empty and blood-colored eyes staring at the girl quietly.

The atmosphere fell into a certain silence, without any sound.

a long time,

The bride, who turned into a blood-clothed ghost, bowed slightly and bowed. Blood and tears appeared in her dark eyes. Her pale lips, without any blood, opened and closed, and made a hoarse voice: "Thank you..."

Thanks.

She saw a different ending.

Even if it cannot be saved, I still appreciate it.

"Lin Jiuer." The Demon Lord's expression did not change at all, and she said, "I will take you away."

Lin Jiuer was imprisoned in the tomb of Yeshan for a hundred years and could not be liberated all day long.

This is the first time someone has told her,

I want to take her away.

Ranbai had no cover at all, and Lin Jiuer could feel the strong demonic energy of the girl's body that was almost soaring into the sky.

"Jiu'er thanked the Lord for his kindness." She seemed to cry and laugh, cry and complain, and her soul was as light as if it would be broken at any time. "But now, Jiu'er just wants to avenge the young master and then accompany the young master."

"You can't kill Su Ziye now." The Demon Lord's red-clothed ink hair, holding a sword in one hand, the blood-colored eyes seemed to be a still abyss, his tone was like a smile and a bewitching, and it made people feel dangerous for no reason: "I can help you."

When Yin Xun tried hard to get here, it was a quarter of an hour later.

He directly bumped into Ranbai.

Lin Jiuer's soul floated quietly in the air, her wedding dress was stained with blood, and her white hair half covered her face, as if she was falling into a deep sleep.

Yin Xun narrowed her eyes and looked at this scene. She held the sword in her hand tightly and sneered.

"Mo Bai." She paused word by word: "I really didn't expect that you were still alive."

"I'm so sorry." Ranbai smiled and said, "I disappointed you."

Yin Xunsheng is cold and gorgeous, wearing black clothes, and there is an unconcealed cruelty hidden at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

It is the current lord who commands the demon clan.

Also an outsider.

In other words, it was also Ling'er who was wearing the illusion.

Yin Xun came here this time with only one purpose, that is, to release Lin Jiuer.

She wanted to use Lin Jiuer's resentment to harm the world.

After entering the illusion, she originally wanted to push the ending according to the direction in the illusion, so that Lin Jiuer and Lin Xuzhi would experience another tragic death.

Who knew that something happened in the illusion?

Whether it is Lin Jiuer or Lin Xuzhi, something is wrong.

Until finally she saw the sword in Lin Jiuer's hand.

Soul sorrow!

Yin Xun gritted his teeth and stared at the person in front of him.

Mo Bai was not dead, and he was really lucky.

However, she can kill Mo Bai once, and naturally she can kill him a second time. Keeping Mo Bai is really a disaster. Since she has encountered it now, she can simply solve it here.

As for the illusion, she was killed under the Soul Sorrow, Yin Xun only thought it was an accident.

Kill Mo Bai and release Lin Jiuer.

Yin Xun thought very well, and then.

Her thoughts were shattered under the sorrow of souls.

Ranbai smiled and was extremely cold: "I want to kill myself?"

The Bingliang Sword Blade lifted Yin Xun's jaw, and the girl in red smiled wildly, "Kill you first."

Feng Luo Niannian said, "Host, be at least spare a breath for others to get hatred value in the future."

Ranbai was careless and then took it seriously and gave Yin Xun a last breath.

She stabbed Yin Xun a lot, but none of them were fatal.

Yin Xun didn't understand why Mo Bai became so powerful until she was overwhelmed. Shouldn't she be useless?

It’s a pity that Yin Xun has no time to think about these things.

Lin Jiuer watched this scene quietly and finally disappeared in the darkness.

The tomb was once again in silence, and the chanting sounds stopped, only the water droplets in the distance made a dripping sound, adding a little bit of silence.

"Little girl is so fierce?"

A low laugh floated in the tomb, magnetically seducing people.

The Demon Lord didn't move his expression, and the sword in his hand flew out directly!

Punching in a certain direction in the tomb, the sword energy cut through the air and made a sharp sound without any mercy.

The blade of the Soul Sorrow's sword was covered with blood, and it was covered with a cold feeling.

A figure appeared under the pressure of the sword energy.

"Why do you meet again and twice, and you don't even say hello?"

The young man was slender and upright, wearing a red dress, loosely worn on his body, half covered and half closed. His handsome face was clearly angular, and his narrow fox eyes were shimmering. He was really a monster-like figure, with only one look and one smile that was full of soul-catching meaning.

He slowly landed, lazy and confusing, "Is this so unpleasant?"

Ranbai's face was expressionless and sneered, "I'm also curious, why is the king of the Demon Realm so idle?"

"I am not as good as you." Feng Yu chuckled and said, "If I hadn't come to Yeshan this time, I wouldn't have known that the devil Lord had actually joined Xuanqing Sect and became the disciple of the Immortal Lord."

He asked with a stimulation, "I wonder what he meant?"

Ranbai's eyes were cold and there was no temperature. Her pale and slender fingers were pressed against the blood-red sword sheath, and her tone was scattered: "I feel that it is the most appropriate to kill you to silence me."

The sword energy rushed towards him, and Feng Yu sighed lightly, "I haven't messed with you yet." He seemed a little helpless, and his tone was gentle and lingering: "Can the little girl explain some reason?"

"You don't need to reason with you."

As the sword lights intertwined, he chanted her name, and his tone seemed to have a little seriousness.

"Mo Bai." His smile seemed like a trap, confusing people's hearts, and he always lacked a little solemnity, "Let's go with me."

"Xuanqing Sect is not suitable for you." Feng Yu's rare person is so interested. It's a pity that the other party's identity is a bit special and his martial arts value is still high, so he cannot be robbed.

Ranbai ignored him at all.

Feng Yu slowly added: "That immortal king is even more suitable for you."

This time, the Demon Lord's movements suddenly became fierce. She pulled the corner of her lips and her voice was extremely cold: "Who did the Demon King say?"

"Although I don't know why Yu Chen accepted you as his disciple, you are obviously from two worlds." Feng Yu curled his red lips and smiled slightly: "Who doesn't know that the Immortal Lord of Xuanqing Sect is cold and elegant, solemn and ruthless. You and him are two extremes."

He stretched out his hand to her, and his tone was soft and bewitched: "So follow me. When you arrive in the demon realm, you don't need to pretend at all. You can be unscrupulous in whatever you want."

"You are wrong." The Red-clothed Demon Lord laughed, without any warmth, accompanied by the sound of the falling sword energy: "He and I have never been from two worlds--"

Feng Yu's expression was slightly stunned, and his face became a little strange, "You..."
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