"Yeah, I see." Wei Liang's voice was low and deep.
Lin Chuo had never heard such a nice voice, and no one had ever spoken to her in such a focused and serious manner.
It was a very simple and non-informative sentence, but it made her heartbeat a little faster.
She has never been in love, but she has watched many novels and TV about love, and she has a wealth of theoretical knowledge. She felt that she had a little affection and dependence on Wei Liang now, far less than the kind of inexorable relationship between life and death.
If he died, she was sure that she would not die in love.
And his kindness to her is called petting. If she dies, he will never die.
I don't know why, when he thought about it this way, Lin Chuo let out a sigh of relief quietly.
Go with the flow, go with the flow.
She calmly looked away from the other man's earth-shattering handsome face.
The monsters in the air are still circling, waiting for opportunities, and in the pool of red blood, many low-level monsters have quietly sneaked into them. Only when someone gives an order, they will lift the broken wooden bridge and pinch Lin Chi up and down. .
Dozens of skeleton phantoms appeared on Ji Yuan's body one after another. After Wang Weizhi was temporarily forced back, he once again used the strength of feeding.
I saw that Chi Lian connected to his left arm squirmed quickly, and a large stream of blood that turned into a gel was drawn from the pool and poured into his body.
Wei Liang's gaze narrowed slightly, his fingers flicking far away. I saw a face-down corpse in the blood pool suddenly turned over, facing up to the sky, revealing a face that was soaked in blood water beyond recognition. Even so, it can be seen that his mouth is exaggeratedly twisted and opened. great. It is conceivable that this life must have suffered brutal torture before.
A hole as big as a bowl was broken in his dantian, and blood was like a living thing, squirming in his body, sticking to the dirty blood in the pool of blood. This corpse was already cold, but it always gave people an illusion that the suffering that this person had endured was not over.
"Baiying lowers blood." Lin Chuo took a cold breath.
She knew the name of Ji Yuan's great technique, but she didn't expect it to be literal!
Therefore, the bizarre disappearance of Monk Yuanying was a good thing Ji Yuan did.
Lin Chiu raised his eyes and looked around, only to see thick smoke billowing everywhere around the giant pond, like a purgatory on earth.
Just as the disciples of Wan Jian’s return to Zong suddenly realized that Qin Yunxi was not a good person, Lin Chu also felt a thunder blast in his ears at this moment-just because Ji Yuan had a good face and temperament. The evil charm makes people subconsciously ignore what a terrifying devil he is.
It is instinct to be brutal and bloodthirsty by monsters, but Ji Yuan did all this obviously only to chase power. He was a human being, and he deliberately contaminated the devil and walked on the way of the devil, relying on such evil and cruel techniques to cultivate, it was really intolerable.
… Wait, what about the devil
Lin Chuo's scalp numb, looking at Wei Liang.
The heart that had just sprouted a little, was slapped back by her. When he was the demon lord, if he had done such a conscienceless thing, then even Schrödinger would not be able to save him.
The horrible favor of "I refine the world and give you the elixir of immortality", Lin Chiu couldn't bear it.
She didn't know what he had done before, but she knew that when he killed Wang's people, she was not at all merciful. Is there any inside story in this? Wang's Great Sword Immortal, all of them deserve to die? Or is he such a cold-blooded person
When she looked at Wei Liang in a daze, Wei Liang once again cast her gaze under the pool of blood, a chill in her eyes.
At this time, the monsters in the sky and underwater were all killed!
The wooden bridge at the foot was lifted into the air by a demon with a rhinoceros head, and the sky filled the monster with its magic wings spread out and its fangs appeared, and it was about to attack.
Wei Liang didn't move, his feet steadily stepped on the high swaying planks, and backhand grasped Lin Chu's wrist, his eyes were stunned, looking at these menacing monsters like ants. The two of them are like surfing, stepping on the broken bridge that is neither long nor short, jumping from the top of the wave.
Doulong moved.
I saw the duck stretched lazily, yawned earth-shattering, then shook his fur, and slowly stood up straight.
"Roar-"
At this moment, it doesn't look like a fat man at all.
I saw Doulong's figure turned into a gray-white lightning, rushing into the air and rushing into the monster group.
It has a huge mouth, holding a sharp-mouthed monster around its waist, its left front paw is embedded in the fleshy wing of one monster, and its right front paw presses the skull of another monster. The two thick and short hind legs kicked into the air, and with a flick of the furry tail, they split the four or five monsters together into several sections horizontally.
The sound of teeth easily piercing the skin and flesh sounded, and the monster held in the huge mouth was bitten by it and threw it aside. It took advantage of its strength to leap, and then held a few other fresh monsters.
The white fur was instantly dyed red by the devil's blood.
All this happened so quickly. When several monsters screamed and fell from the sky, the broken wooden bridge under Lin Chuo's feet that was raised from the water by the demons happened to rise to the junction between the sky and the fall. Slightly stagnated in the air.
When the sense of weightlessness came, where Doulong passed by, there was already a rain of blood on the ground.
"Devil, Demon God Fighting Dragon!" A monster with the fastest reaction groaned strangely.
"Ah—it's the Demon God Doulong!"
The fighting dragon following the demon lord is called the "familiar" by the monks, but among the demon clan, it has a well-known name-the devil!
Usually people in the demon clan don't see this guy very much. The demon master is very simple and rarely shows up. Doulong is also as mysterious as its owner.
But as long as it appears, it will surely set off a bloody storm, just like this.
It was just lying on the ground like a dry duck. The contrast was too big for anyone to recognize it.
It was too late to recognize it at this moment, and all the monsters were heartbroken. They couldn't take care of Master Jiyuan's call. They turned around and began to flee for their lives.
"Roar—" Seeing the monster disperse, Doulong did not chase it. It spread out its fleshy wings under its four fat legs and swept towards its owner.
The broken wooden bridge just fell back to the surface, stalemate with the buoyancy of the water, how could it withstand the bombardment of such a meaty dog? After only hearing a loud noise, the water splashed and the two people and the dog, along with the broken wooden bridge, sank together.
Lin Chuo took a breath.
Over the years, she has long been accustomed to relying on herself for everything. At this moment, facing the disaster of falling into the water, her first reaction was not to ask for help from Wei Liang beside her, but to quickly start turning her mind to find a way to get out of trouble.
She still can't volley her sword in the air.
There is no well-preserved wooden bridge nearby, and no anchor point can be found even if the aura chain is thrown out.
Then only attach the spiritual energy to the body surface, resist the dirty blood, and then swim ashore.
If you encounter an attack in the water, then sink to the bottom of the lake and fight them! Leaning to the shore while playing!
However, within a second or two, Lin Chu had already made a plan in his heart, and he was immediately relieved.
It's a pity that the plan didn't change quickly. Suddenly, I heard a crisp freezing sound next to me, and the wooden planks under my feet had fallen to the ground.
Chi Lang froze into a roaring posture by his side, and a few splashes of water condensed in the air strangely, as if after a moment of hesitation, "ding ding dong dong dong" all fell down and landed on the blood-colored ice, hitting them one after another. A few get off.
Two people, one dog and one bridge fell only two or three feet down.
Wei Liang raised his hand and gently flicked off a small ice bead on the end of Lin Chuo's eyebrows.
He bowed slightly, hugged her up, stepped out of the ice pit, and walked in the direction where Ji Yuan was.
The black boots stepped on the pool of blood, and with each step, the blood waves on the soles of the feet would condense into solid ice, supporting him firmly.
This scene is really paradoxical, but also handsome.
Fighting dragons follow their steps. When each step falls, the blood under the hooves will condense in a timely manner, and soon there will be a foot print of a person and a foot print of a dog on the pool of blood.
When a monster yelled "Devil God Doulong", Ji Yuan also recognized Doulong, and felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart.
Seeing Wei Liang walking straight at this moment, he quickly sank and uttered a low voice, "You Ji! Do it!"
Wang Weizhi was playing happily, and shouted with a big smile: "Why, is the Blood Demon Jiyuan also calling for help?! I think it's impossible for the little master to wait for you!"
Ji Yuan pinched the tactics with one hand, his figure violently retreated: "Fayin-righteous demon treading waves!"
A huge blood vortex with a diameter of one hundred meters was instantly set off under his step. The vortex circulated rapidly, spreading crazily around.
After sacrificing the Jue Style, Ji Yuan could no longer conceal the aura of the Great Demon Cultivator. He saw thunder clouds quickly converging towards Bibotan, and crimson lightning wandered around, and began to greet Ji Yuan.
When the thunder fell, a huge righteous demon full of black blood crawled out in the whirlpool of huge waves, and when he met, he stretched out his huge palm and patted Wang Weizhi straight up.
Ji Yuan quickly retreated to the edge of Bibotan, bowed his waist, and opened his magic mouth.
I saw another solidified gelatinous red trainer being pulled out of the pool of blood. The two red trainers overlapped each other, rushing into Jiyuan's left arm and blood mouth frantically.
The crimson on his eyelids is more enchanting and shiny, red light is gleaming in a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and his complexion is even more pale and terrifying.
I have to say, even knowing that he drank the fishy and smelly blood, but this great demon still looks very evil and handsome, and the weird posture also has a unique appeal, which makes people a little nauseous and unbearable. Keep staring at him.
Sure enough, one handsome conceals one hundred ugly!
When Ji Yuan retreated to the edge of the blood pool, a wave of blood suddenly rose in front of Wei Liang.
A magic girl wearing a dark blood robe stepped out of the waves, her appearance was somewhat similar to the woman in red that Lin Chu saw in the sword spirit space.
Lin Chuo's heart jumped, and he thought to himself, "I was very puzzled at the beginning. Those who died in the Thousand Difficulties are clearly heroes. Why the dead hate Wu Mengxia so much? It must be the woman in red who is doing the trick. Now it seems that all of this must be Jiyuan's conspiracy-it may be revealed today! '
There were no whites in the woman's eyes, only two dark red patches, her fingers had long, sharp, blue-black nails, and her snow-white face was crawling with dark blood lines, faintly squirming. The lips are also dark red, like two smears of solidified and foul blood.
"Sword... Jun... Wei... Cool..."
"Dare to ruin Master Jiyuan's great cause, you will die for me!"
The woman slammed her mouth, spitting out countless dark blood spots, like a wasp, pouring her head and face to Wei Liang.
Her cultivation level is obviously much higher than the one in Wu's underground mausoleum.
After Wei Liang froze the hornet, the figure of the woman suddenly disappeared in place, and when she reappeared, she was already standing behind Wei Liang.
A gloomy smile appeared on her beautiful and terrifying blue-white face, and slowly raised the blue-black long armour of her right hand...
Wei Liang didn't turn his head back, he slapped two strands of dead hair from Doulong's body, and threw them back.
Just hearing a sound of "clank", two strands of dog hair condensed into ice needles, piercing the woman's throat and heart.
However, the smile on her face did not disappear. The dark red clothes gradually faded, but the green face began to redden. Not long after, the woman turned into the same color from head to toe, and the pool of blood under her feet. Melt into one.
She only heard the sound of "wow," she broke up into waves, sinking into the pool of blood.
"Intangible resentment You Ji." Wei Liang's tone was flat, and he continued to walk towards Jiyuan.
Not far away, the righteous demon of Wang Weizhi Dou was quite strenuous, and soon fell into the wind—he was only a sword fairy in the early stage of transforming into a god. But his comprehensive strength at the moment is slightly stronger than before, about the level of the middle stage of transforming a god.
However, Ji Yuan is a real God and Demon Realm Great Demon Cultivation, if he is to be counted according to the cultivation base of the monk, he has already stepped half of his foot into the Mahayana.
If he didn't want to delay time on purpose, Wang Weizhi would have been pushed to the bottom of the lake to drink soup, how could this kid be frantic.
Ji Yuan was only concerned about Wei Liang from the beginning.
He didn't even pay attention to Doulong.
The demon master is dead, still afraid of a beast who rebelled
Ji Yuan once again accelerated the speed of drawing resentment ghost blood.
That You Ji won't last long, plus the righteous demon, at most it can hold Wei Liang a stick of incense.
It's almost time!
There was a roar inside Ji Yuan, and the corners of the two mouths suddenly tore apart towards the base of the ears.
There was a sour sound of tearing skin and flesh, and that handsome and evil face suddenly split into two upper and lower parts. He was like a snake, completely torn open his entire jaw, frantically devouring the blood-colored glue in this pool.
Wei Liang took two steps forward, suddenly sneered, and turned to the right.
A blood arrow grazed his left arm straight up the air.
Wei Liang stepped on the ice wave under his feet and shook slightly.
Just listen to a string of crisp freezing sounds swept down, and in the blink of an eye, a lotus-sized icicle pierced the bottom of the pool.
That You Ji's figure appeared underwater, separated from the muddy blood, Ying Ying Chuo Chuo was not very clear, only that she was frozen somewhere in her body, she was tearing and struggling madly underwater, making waves of blood ripples. .
Wei Liang's purpose was not to kill her.
Seeing that You Ji was restrained, he kept walking and continued to walk towards Jiyuan.
Lin Chuo didn't understand--if he was in a hurry, why didn't he just fly over
The enemy is currently holding her in this way, and Da Lala is walking on the water, which is really embarrassing. Could it be... what is he waiting for
Before taking a few steps, Lin Chiu felt a violent shock coming from the water, and at the same time, a very dull whimper began to spread with the waves.
Afterwards, the nearby pool surface visibly shook, and a breaking wave hit itself afterwards.
Probably it was that You Ji did not hesitate to abandon the frozen limbs, and would catch up to hold Wei Liang.
Lin Chuo suddenly thought of the one in Wu's underground mausoleum. The man with a peach-shaped flower tin on his face screamed when he died, "I want to talk to Master Jiyuan—"
Um? return
Does it mean what I think
Lin Chiu peeked out of Wei Liang's broad shoulders and looked behind him.
Sure enough, the dark-clothed woman had black and red blood and tears in her eyes, waving a left paw, and angrily killing her.
Her right arm had disappeared, and the empty sleeves were pattered with blood.
"Go... die!"
"Behind, behind." Lin Chuo grabbed the clothes on Wei Liang's chest, stretched her neck and stared at this woman who is neither human nor ghost.
Wei Liang lowered his head subconsciously.
I saw Lin Chuo's long and white neck stretched unguarded under her eyelids. Her skin was extremely thin, like silk and porcelain. Looking back from her side of her neck, the soft tendon on the side of her neck bulged slightly, beating slightly in front of him.
I can't help thinking...
Wei Liang's Adam's apple moved slightly and closed his eyes.
A heavy breath that was too late to take back had already landed on her neck.
Lin Chuo froze suddenly.
She suddenly discovered that his breathing turned out to be hot.
In the past, only after kissing her for a long time, his breathing would become slightly warmer.
Why at the moment...
She suddenly remembered what he had said before, that the body's coldness was due to the instability of the soul, and it would be better in more than twenty days. Up to now, although it has been less than 20 days, he has met "Zhuo Jin", and the two have made some kind of decision in the bamboo house.
Therefore, "he" is already the real Wei Liang.
I don't know why, her heart suddenly jumped hard, as if being scalded by his breath, her neck started to redden slightly.
As soon as Wei Liang opened his eyes, he found that her fair skin was stained with a light crimson color, which was even more exciting.
At this moment, the resentment You Ji behind her had already been killed. She stopped abruptly and lowered her head. The seaweed-like black hair behind her looked like eyes, rolled up in front of her with a sharp wind. Direct attack on Wei Liang.
Wei Liang turned around, lifting his foot and stepping on it lightly.
I saw an ice scar spreading from the bottom of his feet to where You Ji was. He didn't pay attention to the hair that hits at all, but directly hit the opponent's vital body.
Lin Chiu felt that this scene was so handsome.
Just like that, two generals fought on horseback, one poked with a gun, the other didn't evade, as soon as the halberd was sent, it pierced the other's heart.
The tip of the opponent's gun was as good as touching his own armor, and he couldn't make any further progress.
Sure enough, the black hair was still more than three feet away from Wei Liang, and You Ji had been frozen into an ice pillar.
Lin Chuo was about to applaud, and suddenly felt a chill in his back!
On the scalp, tiny electric sensations were constantly pulsing, her heart suddenly hung, and she subconsciously reacted—
Summoned the Liuli Sword and slammed it towards the back of his head.
The scalp tightened slightly, then loosened again.
A head of hair fell towards the pool water.
Wei Liang's chest stiffened slightly, and he took two steps back. He saw the seaweed-like hair curled up from the pool where he was originally standing, entangled the tail of Lin Chuo's hair, and crawled toward her scalp. .
Fortunately, she was cut cleanly.
You Ji was dangling under the water.
After cruelly severing her arm, she first created an armless fake body to launch a feint attack, but the real body had sneaked to the bottom of the pool and attacked Lin Chu!
Because the Qi machine was not aimed at Wei Liang, and there was a strong and terrifying resentment in this pool that disturbed his mind, so even he hadn't noticed You Ji's ultimate move.
This extremely arrogant man felt a chill in his back for the first time.
This is still... under his nose! Looking down, I saw that Xiaojiao's wife in her arms had lost her long hair, her hair only reached her shoulders, and she looked a little messy in the wind.
A thin layer of ice suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Across the white fog of ice, Wei Liang's eyes looked particularly indifferent, as if a god on the nine heavens was overlooking the earth.
He continued to walk forward.
With each step, not only was the place where the footsteps were frozen, the frost flower also quickly climbed to all sides, the "creaking" sound was endless, and in a blink of an eye, only a piece of ice mist was seen.
The righteous demon was pushing Wang Weizhi's hammer back step by step.
It was pursuing a victory, but a giant foot suddenly couldn't pull it out.
Frost was winding upward along the demon foot, and the freezing sound of "Kaka" sounded. In the blink of an eye, the invincible righteous demon froze into a giant ice sculpture, slowly smashing down towards the surface of the pool.
At this moment, the blood pools around him had already frozen into solid ice.
Hearing a loud sound of "crashing", the righteous demon fell into ice slag all over the floor.
Wang Weizhi's hot sword was also frozen.
He lowered his head and found that the soles of his feet were firmly glued to the ice, and the slightest chill climbed up his leg bones, as if he was going to freeze. He yelled in horror: "Sword Lord is merciful!"
Wei Liang didn't show any mercy. Two cold and merciless eyes followed the shadow that was struggling desperately between the broken ice.
Finally, caught.
Na You Ji was struggling desperately underwater, her movements became smaller and smaller, and finally she completely stagnated.
The corners of Wei Liang's lips floated with a sneer, his eyes flashed, and the ice and snow melted in his eyes.
Just listen to the crisp sound of crushing ice from all around, and within less than a breath, the ice mist dissipated, and the ice, which seemed to last forever, melted into spring water.
The solidified waves fell with a "crash", and the blood wave surged, as if nothing had happened just now.
But some things have changed.
For example, Na You Ji has completely melted into water with the broken ice. The bodies of the Yuan Ying monks floating in the pool also disappeared.
For them, this should be a relief.
Wang Weizhi's sword came up with lingering fears.
What kind of ice sword intent this is, it's simply terrifying.
Immediately, his heart began to "pound", and his thoughts became active again-after he fully understood Arakawa's kendo, after he was promoted to Sword Master, would he be able to create a big magma pool with one shot? !
It's a bit exciting!
The young man began to fantasize about himself and Wei Liang duel. I saw a cold sword inserted under Wei Liang's feet, frozen for thousands of miles. And myself, with his hair flying and the corners of his lips smiling, he casually threw the sword on the ground-seeing the red-orange lava gushing from the tip of the sword, touching Wei Liang's frost, it immediately melted it. The snow-white earth gradually turned into a red color. Wei Liang couldn't get back, and he was shocked and exclaimed: "Wang Youran! I haven't seen you for three days, so it's amazing!"
Wang Weizhi couldn't help but let out a sullen laugh.
Lin Chiu looked up following the laughter, and saw a large ice mound hanging from one of Wang Wei's black boots. His feet were slipping around on the sword, without even noticing it. His eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was very absorbed in his thoughts, and there was still a young man's triumphant smile on his mouth.
Wei Liang touched Lin Chuo's hair lightly.
When his fingers touched the ends of the hair that had been cut off by the Liuli Sword Qiqi, he seemed to be stroking her wound, very careful.
When he opened his mouth, he had a dull voice: "Does it hurt?"
Lin Chuo: "..." Although he knew he cared about her, would it be a bit too much
Does a haircut hurt? Will it hurt? can you
What kind of magical super Mario unfolding is this—
It turns out that "not to hurt her hair" is also a literal meaning
Wei Liang didn't notice his slip of the tongue, he looked at her for a moment, and gently frozen the ends of her hair with frost.
Lin Chuo: "..." What kind of fairy treatment is this
This small episode tripped Wei Liang, and over there, Ji Yuan had slowly swallowed two gelatinous red trainings completely into his abdomen, red light flashed on his eyelids, folded his hands on his chest, and laughed out—
"Blood, puppet, descending, world!"
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