There is a howling wind in the demon world, blowing on my body like a knife.
He took off his outer cloak and wrapped her up again and again, carefully hiding her. Looking at the elegant smile under the snow-white fox fur, it was so pale that there was no trace of blood. He felt sour and distressed, and lowered his head as if he couldn't bear it.
He placed a kiss on her cold, dark eyebrows.
He said: "I will take you home."
The sound of the wind suddenly became much quieter.
Yun Rong's lazily half-lidded eyes suddenly opened, as if he was frightened and a little cutely at a loss.
She had never been so actively approached by him before. The soft and cool touch still remained, and a faint blush suddenly appeared on her dignified and beautiful face.
The other girl's cheeks are red because of shyness, but the sword-mad girl's pretty nose is red.
I feel shy for the first time in thousands of years since I got married.
She coughed lightly and tilted her head slightly, hiding the red tip of her nose.
"On the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, White Camel Mountain welcomes the arrival of the Demon King."
After saying these words to the entire demon world, he took Yun Rong across the river and left.
Fang Geyu originally thought that Aluo would stop him from leaving.
But she didn't, she just watched his leaving figure quietly.
The entire demon world is filled with fear of the death and blood brought by that sword.
No one dared to speak out.
Until his breath completely disappeared into the demon world.
A'raocai chuckled in a low voice, as if the voice had dropped into the dust: "Take her home..."
She sat back on the throne alone, her lifeless eyes seemed to be slightly red, but there was a slight smile on her face:
"Shu Ci, tell me, I just destroyed one of this woman's hands and pierced a pair of her lute bones. Is this injury worth such a big fight?"
Shu Ci asked: "Is the Demon Lord sad?"
"Back then, I was targeted by thousands of people. I was burned by thunder and fire for several days, which almost exhausted all my physical and mental energy. I suffered from the pain of gouging out my eyes, the injuries of cracked bones, and the pain of being sealed for thousands of years!"
She stared blankly at the endless void of darkness: "I thought I could wait for him to look back at me, even if it meant sacrificing my life for this sentence, I would be willing to do so, but he said it to her easily...
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She laughed at herself: "It's true that fates are different. She doesn't know how to love, but she was able to become his first wife and dominate him for thousands of years. Even if I shed all my blood and broke my bones to fulfill my long-cherished wish for him, I can't get it."
In a word, she got it as a matter of course."
"Shu Ci, tell me, am I just a joke when I'm alive?"
Shu Ci whispered: "The Demon Lord can make the common people become a joke with him. There are laws in heaven and earth. He is a true immortal, but he forcibly kills the Netherworld River. This is a taboo, and it must be too much mental consumption.
Today's impulsive move must have a great impact on him becoming the new emperor. He wanted his name on the emperor's jade to burn with stars, but he must not be able to do so. Now that Zhu Zhan is dead, why don't the monarch finish it off completely on the seventh day of September?
Past events?"
The Netherworld River water separated by the sword energy slowly gathered together, and the sound of the surging river water wept miserably in the cold wind.
She looked at the riverside and suddenly felt like a paper boat with one side cut open in the river, swaying in the wind and not knowing where to go.
After a long time, she faintly uttered four words: "This is fine."
In September, the world has entered late autumn. It is raining continuously, the earth is cold and damp, frost wind blows through the world, and the dirty cold is biting.
History is like dust, time is like bones.
The demon king who emerged in the last generation has returned to the world in a powerful and powerful manner.
Nine golden crows cut through the light and darkness from the end of the long night, and on the vast Tianyao Continent, the endless rain burned into black and golden terrifying demonic flames.
The ability of Shu Ci, the leader of the Six Rivers, can be said to be superior to anyone in the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, the Nine Classics of Taixuan, and the Cangwu Shizang Palace.
She was born with immortality and the ability to control magic weapons.
The golden crow clears the way, millions of heroic demonic soldiers follow one after another, and the world that never returns in the daytime ushered in an unprecedented horrific apocalypse.
Far away from the fairy island of Lingshan, she fell into the world like thousands of meteors. She showed her unprecedented power and cruelty to hundreds of millions of sentient beings.
In just a few days, hundreds of immortal sects, and even the senior immortals who had escaped from the world and retired to seclusion, could not escape their bad luck.
Taixuanzong, Cangwu Palace has been completely destroyed, and wherever the Golden Crow's wings pass, it will turn into a sea of purgatory fire.
The lingering rain was dyed red with blood, and the world was filled with desolation. It was a truly bloody world.
Demons are rampant and evil spirits are in the world.
The long grass on the road can hardly cover the white bones. The once prosperous ancient roads of the capital are filled with the army of undead corpses that have been destroyed by Shu Ci.
Occasionally, I can see some immortal disciples from various sects setting up formations in the city to protect the people, but they all resist stubbornly and end up miserable.
The demon army is like a black tide swallowing the world, passing through the border and crushing it.
On the seventh day of September, Demon Lord Aluo, who had been standing alone at the gate of Baituo Mountain for three days, saw the demon army covered by clouds from beyond the distant mountains.
Headed by Liuhe, Shuci came to her and knelt down, saying respectfully: "Your Majesty, hundreds of immortal sects were slaughtered three days ago. The disciples of Taixuanzong and Cangwu Palace refused to surrender and were all destroyed.
For the ashes in the Golden Crow fire."
"Where are Taixuan Su Jing and Cangwu Yin Baishuang?"
"According to the order of the monarch, he has been captured by Shu Ci and has become a prisoner of our demon clan."
A'luo glanced at the two women who were tied to the green pillars, and a cruel sneer appeared on his lips: "Very good, then... let's go up the mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain-protecting sword formation in front of Tianxi Sword Sect's mountain gate collapsed and was destroyed.
The mountain below her feet cracked, and the dozens of precious spiritual veins buried in the mountain were instantly contaminated by the turbid breath, and purple earth fire exploded from the cracks.
The last pure land of immortals in the world was slowly soaked in poison by the fangs of the devil.
When she took another step, the sword-testing stone in front of the mountain gate emitted millions of golden lights, and the sound of countless swords echoed in the sky, flying and dancing in retrograde direction. Above the Tianxi, the legendary sword-stone concealed millions of golden lights.
The legend of Sword Soul finally wakes up in this world.
The desolation and deathly silence in A'luo's dark eyes reflected a scorching look because of the world-shaking millions of sword souls.
On top of the ancient monument, a figure surrounded by sword energy emerged.
In the backlight, he stood as straight as a green bamboo.
The sky was still raining heavily, and under the wet hair, there was a fair face as gentle as jade, which was blurred by the light of the sword flying in the sky.
The black and red sword robe was hunting, and the rain fell on it, and soon it vibrated into countless crystal round raindrops and scattered.
Because his clothes were soaked, even if he stood as straight as a green bamboo, his figure would inevitably look a little thin.
Looking at the man on the sword monument through the heavy rain, Arao's eyes were blurred for a moment, and then the emotion in her eyes disappeared, and a shadow fell over her eyes: "Master, I'm here to keep the appointment."
He looked at the female devil not far away under the long monument, her eyes were like floating light, like pain, like deep sadness. He slightly pursed his thin lips and said: "You are so crazy that you are here." I like walking at night.
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