Taihang Mountains, the island in the middle of the lake, the ancient trees shine down, and the waves on the lake are rippling with gold.

Chu Xing'er squatted down and supported her face with both hands. She looked down at herself reflected from the lake and sighed.

"Here you go, now let's go? This green flame, I was deceived by the old dragon and thought it was to make him safe." Chu Xing'er stretched out her hand to scratch the lake, blurring herself in the lake. She didn't want to see herself in the lake, with a slightly narrow golden light and a solemn appearance. Her eyes were compassion for all living beings, and she was so powerful. Everything was good, but she didn't look like her.

"With the branches, I think you can know how this dragon can live in peace. Before the Taihang goes out, there is still a little vitality. If the Taihang goes out, there is nothing at all." The girl pursed.

"You can know because of the Dharma, but how did you know that Qingyan didn't know? She knew the dragon better than you, right?" At this time, a sound came from the lake. Her tender and crisp voice was almost the same as Chu Xing'er, and her tone was extremely soothing and peaceful. She sounded tender but had no trace of childish aura.

As the sound fell, the blurred lake surface that was stirred by Chu Xing'er gradually became clear, like a mirror that pushed away the mist, reflecting a face.

The eyes are drooping, no joy or sorrow.

"She know?" Chu Xinger jumped up immediately, "How could she know! No creature in the world wants Nan Zhu to live more than Qing Yan. If she knew, she would send Nan Zhu to death with her own hands? Kunlun, Kunlun is now an empty shell, what can it be used to? If it were put in the past, maybe there would be a little chance to make up for the accumulation of the Dragon Transformation Road. Now? Bump it down!"

"We're not missing it." The man in the lake said again.

"In the time when he disappeared, our law also made a misjudgment. Now, the death we see may not be true death."

"I hope so." Chu Xing'er sat down again and muttered, "Who wants him to die? Where will I go if he dies? The reason I stay here is not because it is too good. If he dies... If he dies... His grandmother's, I'm so annoyed! I don't want to, don't think about it anymore!"

"But what Nan Zhu said is correct." The people on the lake pondered for a while, "Kunlun is the safest place in Jiuzhou now, but the arrival process is probably the most dangerous. During this period, we also felt the things under the shadows. Several big guys came. Dayuan wanted to get a new walk and regarded Nan Zhu as his target."

"It is clear that the ten types of Zhoutian are completely uninterrupted by filth. The relationship between the two is like a natural enemy, but filth has unexpected love for the ten types."

"If you want to eat your favorite, forget it." Chu Xing'er knocked on the lake with dissatisfaction, breaking the figures in the water.

"No matter what Nan Zhu wants to do in Kunlun, he must not fall into filth. I can't imagine how terrible the fallen Nan Zhu would be. The pale red dragon in the world... should be able to destroy the whole world. Can you understand what I mean?"

"Can, can!" Chu Xing'er nodded repeatedly and then made a choke gesture, "Give him a gaze before he gets soaked in pale!"

"Silly!" A scolding came from underwater.

"Go and help him walk this path. Since you can't stop it, then escort him. What are you doing in your mind?"

"You are pretending." Chu Xinger spread her hands.

The figure in the water was silent.

"But how can we help? Pull up the roots of the tree and fight with the dirty people to the death?" Chu Xing'er sighed, "It's like the golden cicada, and I'm used to escort a few tough characters to go to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. But to be honest, shouldn't Nan Zhu be some of the tough characters? How come he became a little monk in the end? Wherever he went, the monsters followed him, and he was yelling to pull him back and cook. I thought that the dragon that failed to eat the head and turn into a dragon could not live forever."

"Hey, why don't you talk?"

Chu Xing'er waved at the picture, but the familiar figure still did not appear.

She looked up, stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked below the ancient wood.

A dark figure stood there, lowering his head.

"Walking in the Netherworld." Chu Xing'er said slowly.

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The Yellow River, the water flows, and the pale shadows are endless.

Corpse piled up into mountains, and murderous tigers roared into the world.

At this moment, she lowered her body and confronted a giant.

The Cangming Sword left countless scars on this huge creature. The most deadly one was on the other party's abdomen. Scattered white dust fell from the wound, and its breath was gradually weakening and passing away. If it was a scar created by ordinary objects, it could be fearless, but the knife was too weird and plundering its vitality, indifferent and ruthless.

It roared, roared, and stepped over countless corpses and rushed up the fierce tiger on the mountain of corpses.

Obviously, this is its last struggle.

The green flame horizontal knife pointed the blade at the other party's neck.

But the next moment, the Yellow River water stirred, causing a huge wave. The waves hit too high, almost forming a mountain-like water curtain. This water curtain instantly submerged the pale behemoth, its roar disappeared, and the world actually fell into strange silence.

Qing Yan concentrated his mind, and the spirits rising around him were larger and more intense than before.

She heard the sound of chewing.

The waves that surged into the sky hang down, returning to the river, revealing the shadows that appeared there. The edge of the mottled dorsal shell was hung with skulls of various creatures, slender, as if a woman's upper body stood up from the unfolded dorsal shell, her body was almost transparent, and the flowing veins could be seen. She was holding half of the corpse in her hand, which was the giant.

Compared to her, her body size is not as weak as Qingyan, as majestic as a mountain.

She is eating.

He tore the corpse of the pale giant beast and put the flocculent flesh into his mouth one by one, looking very enjoyable.

The creatures who survived the battlefield were stunned and shouted, "King Gu Ju!"

The ruler of this basin, King Gu Ju, Qing Yan, frowned. She noticed something was wrong with the other party. Li Xi'an looked at the slender upper body and was stunned. He had killed a demon king in this basin, the pearl girl under the black snake. The pearl pearl is still lying in the Zaitian Cauldron. At the beginning, this object was originally given to Chu Xing'er, but later it had a better purple wood pearl and was discarded.

Li Xi'an observed and became more and more shocked.

Some are... too similar.

"Who are you?" Qing Yan said in a deep voice, her eyes full of alertness.

"I am not interested in you." The figure replied, "Leave the creature you protect, leave this, I will not pursue your murder of my people."

"Your people?" Qing Yan smiled, "Your people... are these filth?"

"Dirty?" The figure was stunned for a moment, "What is filth?"

"This?" She ate the last part of the corpse and licked her fingertips. "This is a divine object. My people were chosen by divine objects. This should be their honor. How could I not regard them as my own people?"

After saying that, she lowered her head and stared at Qingyan.
Chapter completed!