There is blood on the sword, the blood of the morning dove.
Hei Chen's sword of darkness disappears, and the big tree trunk sits beside the campfire.
Hei Chen believed that the morning pigeon would come and would not play any tricks.
Hei Chen stared at the morning dove. The morning dove came, and its pitiful appearance was even more beautiful. He passed by the bonfire, walked to Hei Chen and squatted down on Hei Chen's chest.
Hei Chen roughly took off Chen Ge's clothes, taking off his coat, revealing his snow-white skin and sexy collarbone.
Hei Chen touched Chen Ge's collarbone, and two lines of tears slipped from the corners of Chen Ge's eyes, dripped on the ground, and disappeared quickly, as if there had never been tears.
Hei Chen greedily touched Chen Ge's collarbone.
Chen Ge took out the silver hairpin from his hair and inserted it into Hei Chen's neck in an instant, pulling it out and inserting it again.
Hei Chen's eyes widened: "You, you...'Pa,'" Hei Chen slapped the morning pigeon to the other side of the bonfire, like a kite with a broken string, falling pitifully.
At the moment of landing, the strong hands of the sky held the morning dove in white clothes and snow, and gently placed it on the ground.
The sky looked at the morning pigeon and saw the resentment in the morning pigeon's eyes, a resentment that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.
The sky flew across the bonfire and cut off Hei Chen's head with one knife.
In the dark demon world, the Dark God who is sitting cross-legged and practicing opens his eyes, shoots into the void, his pupils shrink, and he covers his stomach. It's not a stomachache, it's not a stomachache, it's a heartache, 'Chen'er,' the Dark God murmurs, like a father calling his son.
, the God of Darkness is Hei Chen’s master.
I remember, on a morning of heavy rain and thunder, I hurriedly walked through a deserted land and heard a baby crying. Seeing how pitiful he was, he came back to adopt him and practice with me. This time, in order to practice the dark magic skill, I had to use the Pearl of Destruction.
The power of.
He signed up Chen'er to participate in the Youth Supreme Battle, which would be held only once every 10,000 years. Chen'er did not disappoint him. He passed through all the stages and entered the Supreme Realm without encountering nearly any enemy.
But why did my heart break in half when Chen'er's back disappeared into the white light? Why did my right eyelid jump so much? I still remember that when he was about to disappear into the white light, he turned around and waved to me.
A bright smile. Why did I suddenly feel that it was wrong to agree to Chen'er's participation in the Youth Supreme Battle?
Now, the God of Darkness understood. The God of Darkness looked at the hands covering his stomach, his body was rising and falling, his head was knocked on the ground, it became swollen, and he was still knocking, until his head was broken and bleeding.
The already old God of Darkness has become even older, with gray hair on his temples and dull eyes. After not drinking for three days and three nights, his soul seems to have been drained out of his whole body, and he is living like a zombie. His eyes are hollow, as if he is insane, and he is always in a daze.
Looking at the wall, laughing and joking, 'Chen'er, where are you? Chen'er, where are you? Give me back my Chen'er.' Reach out and touch the emptiness, where is Chen'er?
The God of Darkness hunched over and wished he could follow Chen'er.
Although he is not his biological son, he is closer than his biological son. After so many years together, when Chen'er laughs, he laughs with him. When Chen'er cries, he always touches Chen'er's head and says, "Chen'er doesn't
Cry, Chen'er is good.'
Where are you going? Chen'er, without shoes, is always following behind her, afraid of losing herself. 'Chen'er.'
"Brother Dark, don't be too sad. People cannot be resurrected after death. Find out who killed Hei Chen so that we can avenge Hei Chen." The God of Death patted the Dark God on the shoulder and said.
The eyes of the God of Death are dark and profound. Ordinary people will die if they look into the eyes of the God of Death.
The look of death itself is a weapon, a weapon that kills people without blood. Many people die without knowing how they died?
The Dark God wiped his eyes and wiped his nose.
The God of Death's eyebrows wrinkled. However, when the God of Darkness looked at the God of Death, the God of Death's eyebrows relaxed again, revealing a soft smile.
"Brother Death, the one who kills Chen'er must be Heaven."
‘Cangtian,’ the God of Death murmured: ‘It’s Cangtian again, he’s making a lot of noise, I want to meet him personally when I have time.’ The God of Death suddenly became fiercely motivated, and murderous intent flashed through him.
The bonfire swayed in the wind, sparks flying.
The sky holds Hei Chen's head, and the sky twists in the firelight.
The morning dove sat on the ground, still not recovered from the fear.
The sky threw Hei Chen's head into the fire. Sparks flew randomly in the air. The wind became strong and the flames fell to one side.
The sky jumps to the morning dove.
The kettle was handed to the morning pigeon, but the morning pigeon didn't take it. Cangtian handed it closer. Looking at Cangtian's cold eyes, the morning pigeon still took the kettle and drank.
"The road is still very long, we have to keep walking." The sky turned around and walked far away alone, leaving the cold figure of the morning pigeon behind.
Morning Pigeon followed with a kettle.
The first ray of morning light shone down, and the sky was still walking, with every step so firm. In the middle of the night, I wanted to leave the morning pigeon alone, but thinking of the injured appearance of the morning pigeon during the day, the sky couldn't bear it. The morning pigeon really couldn't walk.
"If you don't mind, I will carry you." Cang Tian said, without looking back at the morning pigeon.
The morning pigeon complained in his heart: "I'm not good-looking? Why don't you want to look at me one more time?" Seeing that the morning pigeon didn't answer, the sky left again.
"Don't take advantage of this girl." Chenge said with a blush.
The sky stopped.
The morning pigeon said it and then regretted it. He was hesitant whether he should carry the sky on his back? There is no other life in this place. If he left the sky, he didn't know if he could survive.
Chenge blushed, gritted her teeth, and followed after him with a stamp of her feet.
The sky carries the morning dove on its back.
Morning Pigeon's face is as hot as a fire. If you look at it during the day, you will definitely see that Morning Pigeon's face is as red as a red tomato.
I don’t know why? Being carried by the sky, the morning dove feels safe.
In the thick morning fog, the morning dove actually fell asleep on the back of the sky.
The sky walked into the thick morning mist, and the steps stopped.
There was a person standing opposite. He was smiling slightly and wearing blood-red clothes. Cang Tian felt that he was different from ordinary people.
"Dude, I'm hungry, can you drink some blood?"
"Who are you?"
"The blood maniac of the vampire clan." The young man was happy.
The sky lets go of the morning dove.
‘Hmm.’ Chen Ge rubbed his eyes, now he was sitting on a round stone.
The emperor dragon in the sky pointed at the blood maniac: "It depends on whether you have this ability?"
The blood maniac still smiled, his teeth became longer, and his eyes were as red as blood.
Xue Kuang laughed with murderous intent, and with a bow of his body, he flew from the top of the sky to the morning pigeon like a bat.
God already knew that the blood madman would do this.
With a wave of Emperor Long's sword, the sword energy shook Xue Kuang and disappeared into the air.
Cangtian's eyes rolled, and the blood madness fell on the distant horizon. With a wave of both hands, countless blood tribesmen rushed towards this side, and quickly surrounded the two of them.
Cangtian shook his head bitterly: "No matter how fast we walk, we will still meet people who want to kill us. Maybe you are right. No matter how far the road is, there is no need to rush."
More than twenty vampires surrounded the sky, and the range of Morning Pigeon became smaller and smaller.
Chen Ge lost the panic of yesterday and took off his white shoes leisurely, digging his fingers between his toes.
The vampire's brows furrowed. He looked at the undulating blood vessels on Chenge's neck and swallowed. This woman's blood must be delicious.
Xue Kuang raised his hand, and more than twenty vampires killed Cang Tian and Chen Ge.
The morning pigeon waved its whip in the air like a dance, one whip at a time. These vampire minions really didn't take it seriously. Before the hour of burning incense had passed, more than twenty vampires fell down, leaving only blood.
Crazy.
The blood-crazed bird of prey stares at the sky, the morning dove.
In the sky, the morning doves are back to back.
Chen Ge had already put on his shoes when he waved his whip. No one except Chen Ge saw when Chen Ge put on his shoes?
The blood knife in the blood maniac's hand is still white, as white as snow, and has not been stained by a drop of blood from the sky or the morning dove. The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and it is becoming more and more unfavorable for the blood maniac.
If the sun comes out, the vampires must stay in the dark.
Heaven, Chen Dove is not in a hurry. He understands the living habits of the blood clan and the weaknesses of the blood maniac. As long as he waits, when the fog dissipates and the sun comes out, the blood maniac will naturally run away.
The skin on Xue Kuang's arms split, and the skin on his face also split. Xue Kuang's face was twisted and ferocious. Xue Kuang's whole body was in pain. He turned the knife and flew to the sky, in front of the morning pigeon. The knife cut through the air and killed two people.
In the sky, the morning dove separates and attacks the blood maniac at the same time.
Xue Kuang's movements were very fast, and half the time it took to burn the incense passed, but the two of them did not injure Xue Kuang at all.
This blood maniac is much more powerful than these fallen minions.
The sun broke through the dark clouds and hit Xue Kuang on his face. Xue Kuang dropped his knife and flew into the forest with his head in his hands.
"One day, I will suck all your blood." The blood maniac's vicious voice echoed.
Cangtian's arm felt stinging, and he didn't know when he was stabbed by Blood Madness.
The morning dove tore off a piece of her sleeve to bandage the sky.
The morning pigeon was held carefully, Cangtian looked at the bandaged wound, and raised his eyelids to look at the morning pigeon. The morning pigeon was very beautiful, it seemed to be smiling even when it wasn't smiling, its smooth forehead and delicate facial features became more and more beautiful as they looked at it, and the more they looked at it, the more they thought about it.
Look, Chen Ge was bandaging so seriously. Chen Ge felt it, his face turned red, and he fiercely tied a knot in the cloth that was bandaging Cang Tian's wound.
"Ouch." Cangtian couldn't help but cry out in pain.
The morning dove jumped away and looked at the sky with a wicked smile.
After walking all night and fighting with the vampires, Cang Tian was injured, so he tried not to rush during the day.
How many people participate in the Youth Supreme War, which only happens once every 10,000 years? The strength of those who can enter the Supreme World is unfathomable.
Last night, Hei Chen's head was easily cut off because Chen Chen's strength was not low. If he had not been attacked by Chen Ge, he would have had a fierce battle with Hei Chen. Even if he could win in the end, he would still be injured.
The two went into the woods and found a flat place to sleep.
Soon, Cang Tian entered a dream and had a nightmare. He dreamed that the morning pigeon was killed, the body was decomposed, and was cooked and eaten by invisible people.
Cangtian woke up from his dream, his head was a little dizzy, and there was no morning pigeon around him.
The sky is very anxious. Where has the morning dove gone? It dare not call for fear of attracting others.
The sky searched a large forest, but could not see the shadow of the morning pigeon. The morning pigeon was captured? If you want to arrest someone by your side without waking yourself up, few people in this world can do that.
The morning pigeon left by herself? Why did she leave? Did she drag her down? The sky was very disappointed. She returned to the original place and looked at this flat place. For a long time, she stared at the place where the morning pigeon lay first. There was still fragrance. The morning pigeon left.
It didn't take long.
The sky doesn’t believe that the morning pigeon will leave without saying goodbye. Something must have happened? Perhaps, the morning pigeon predicted by the dream was captured?