Li Xiulin left, took away the method of Xianyuanzhu and Xianling's body with Mo Feixin, just like taking her away, and the story of a demon girl.

Then, then

"it's over…"

I only heard a low sigh. In a blink of an eye, the pink figure had left here and came to a place where Mo Fei was familiar with, or in other words, she was familiar with a place.

The scarlet formation, the dull yin wind, and the poisonous mist that can never be dissipated around. This is where Murphy was born, and she had all the memory of all the memories of Baizong in her childhood.

Of course, those are just past, and now here has long become a beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

In the sea of ​​flowers, there is no darkness and horror, and some are just fresh flowers with various fragrances.

Mo Fei's heart and nose moved, a smile of satisfaction, then lying in the sea of ​​flowers, looking at the extremely blue sky, very calm in his heart, distant memories and scenes appeared in your mind.

"Mother -in -law, why can't we leave this place?"

"Because there is a layer of purple poisonous mist outside, we can't leave here for the time being."

"When will the poisonous fog spread? I don't like them."

"It's almost."

"Okay, you have to plant good -looking flowers here in the future, so you can see the mountains and the fog."

"Okay, after leaving here, the mother -in -law will accompany Xiao Feixin, planting beautiful flowers in all places you can see."

"Mother, I'm so sleepy."

"Then I just sleep in my mother's arms. After I wake up, I can see the flowers that are all over the mountains."

"Really? Great, that little heart is sleeping obediently."

"..."

Recalling the heart, the ink heart that originally thought that he had long been iron -hearted, but the eyes were wet, even the eyes blurred, the two lines of tears fell straight down.

Yeah, everything is over, Bai Zongzong has destroyed, the biography of the evil infant is cut off, and the flowers have opened all over the mountains, but those who cherish them will always stay in the past.

Mo Feixin was not very sad, but the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, because she knew that from now on, in this ancestral gate, in this world, there will never be the next Mo Fei heart.

"Mother, I'm so sleepy ..."

After removing all the heart defense, Murphy's heart was exhausted deep in the depths of the soul, and after loudly, he fell asleep in a sorrow, just like the little self that year.

Perhaps, in a dream, she can not only see flowers in the mountains, but also to see the father and mother accompanying her.

After Mo Fei was asleep, there were two figures in the sea of ​​flowers, looking at her with a loving look, looking at this little girl.

More hazy, there is also a purple old man, and his eyes are also full of kindness and love.

People who are not in mind are also deeply loved.

Nympho

Let's talk about Li Xiulin.

When Li Xiulin left Baihua Zong, he did not choose to use the transmission formation method to go straight to the Qingyunzong. Instead, he went straight out of Baihua Zong and passed the Qingyunzong with an erratic trace.

Asking the monk can shrink the ground, so the Mahayana monk's foot force, even if the convenience of not being able to transmit the formation method and the rapid void of the earth immortal monk can't take too long.

It won't be long, Li Xiulin can return to Qingyun Zong.

But even Li Xiulin did not expect that he was so hidden, but there was still a person waiting for him in the established place!

In the whereabouts of the two realms, a desolate and remote place, one person wearing a deep black robe, wearing the fake noodles of the ghost ghost king, standing on the top of the barren mountains, like the demon Yan Luo, waiting for Li Xiulin to come.

When Li Xiulin was here, a purple inflammation curtain flashed in front of his eyes, which stopped the road he had moved forward.

The strange curse breath exuding in the curtain of the Yan curtain, even Li Xiulin, who had Kun Tuxian, frowned, and did not want to use the flesh to mess with half a point.

At the same time, Li Xiulin also noticed that the monk who shot the block was the suspicious ghost noodle monk on the deserted mountain.

"The coming is not good!" Li Xiulin secretly whispered, and knew that the man not only came for him, but he was probably not under him.

In this way, I am afraid that I can't ignore the man.

This is the case, Li Xiulin took out the red magic gun for the first time, holding the gun with one hand, and the figure flashed to the man. A pair of cold eyes were full of people's meaning not to be close.

"桀 ~"

The ghost -faced monk saw Li Xiulin so alert, and made a wise smile, and then said with a very hoarse and harsh voice.

"Li Xiulin, you don't have to be so alert. Since I dare to appear directly, I don't come with you for the enemy.

When Li Xiulin saw this person calling his own name, he confirmed that the other party came for him. As for the good things in the ghost noodle monk's mouth, although he dared not to be interested, he did not put away the Red Devil Gun, but said directly: "Special intention:"

Find me, it may not be a good thing. "

The ghost noodle monk did not refute, just said: "Li Xiulin, say, we are the same type of people, all want to board the category of the immortal ..."

The sound of the ghost noodles fell, and there was endless mang in his eyes. His voice was like a cold wind in thousands of years, cold and harsh.

"..."

Hearing the word "Xianjie", Li Xiulin was silent.

Seeing that he reacted so much, the monk of the ghost noodle was quite satisfied, and then laughed: "Peerless heaven and earth, Jiu Tianxian Palace, do you think Li Xiulin believes that you can break through the hundreds of thousands of years of the world?"

"..."

Seeing Li Xiulin's speechless answer, the ghost noodle man then said, "Or, you still want to use the power of Qingyunzong to use a big prince who is suppressed by the Jiutianxian Palace to the door, and only dares to practice the fairy method?"

When the ghost noodle monk talked about the Qingyun sect, the words were revealed in the words, and even the four characters of the ‘one product’ are not complimenions at all, but the naked irony.

And the authenticity of his words, from the point of view of Qingyunzong, there is no false immortal monk, you can also see a bit.

After all, Qingyunzong is retained from the Xianyuan catastrophe. Even if there is no immortal Yuan in the heavens and the earth, there must be a lot of retention, but none of them are the realm of Xianxian.

limit.

In this regard, all the one hundred and eight thousand authenticity is the same.

However, Li Xiulin also knew what the Ghost Face Month said, and he said coldly: "So, can a person who does not even have Xianxianxiu does not look down on a large section sitting in Tianxian?"

Li Xiulin's words were undoubtedly a bit harsh.

"Jiejiejie~"
Chapter completed!