This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

At the beginning of autumn, the autumn wind is cool and yellow leaves are flying in the sky.

The whole city of Liyang was under a golden rain. Red maple leaves and yellow ginkgo trees fell off the branches one after another, floating and swirling in the sky like paper money. Some of them fell on the tiles on the roof, some fell into the half-full water in the water tank, and some were cut into two pieces by the man's sharp blade.

One person, two forks, mask, black clothes.

He came as promised.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up in the street, it was a foreshadowing of death, the strong wind swept up the flying leaves and gathered them into a mighty river of wind and leaves. It seemed that all the fallen leaves in the whole Liyang city were brought here, waiting for the order from the wind to attack the city and plunder the stronghold!

Every leaf was caught by the wind blade and turned into a flying knife that could easily take a person's life.

There are countless flying knives like this here.

The masked man holding two forks sneered, as if mocking Luo Ye's arrogance.

He moved anyway, but no one was qualified to see his movements clearly.

Maybe it was just a moment, maybe tens of thousands of years passed.

The fallen leaves all over the sky were evenly split into two. After they lost the power to ride the wind, they scattered like flowers from heaven, slowly falling to the ground in completely different directions.

He continued to walk forward, whispering as he walked: "Half of my life has been spent in madness and half in killing, thousands of miles away, all the lonely graves are filled with people's homes."

Wherever he walked, the fallen leaves on the ground were silently crushed into gray-black powder!

"The soul returns to heaven and earth, leaving only delusion,"

"One flower, one leaf, one wither and one flourish."

He took two more steps, and this time, the falling leaves flying in the sky stopped in the air, and then exploded, crushed, and shattered!

The golden rain falling from the sky seemed to have turned into burnt paper money, leaving only ashes!

He stopped and said to the end of the road: "Reincarnation of death and life is the cycle of withering and flourishing. Do you remember it?"

“Thank you for your guidance, Master,” the sword-wielding woman who stood silently at the end sighed, “To see thunder in the silence is truly an unrivaled magical power.”

"Let's exchange some moves?"

"Two moves."

After they finished speaking, both of them disappeared.

The first move was made by the woman. She shook the tip of her sword slightly, and the white day embraced the sea of ​​stars, and Chen Luo's sword flew away in shock. The sword light shone like a meteor that occasionally streaked across the starry night, and the figure was looming in the sea of ​​stars. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Nine-Sky Thunder, with the power of thunder and the speed of a star stream!

The masked man's figure shook like a TV with poor contact, and then reappeared in the original place, but he was missing a steel fork in his hand.

After a while, an almost inaudible sound of metal hitting stone was heard from the far distance, and the steel fork was actually inserted into the cliff several inches!

The masked man sighed and said, "One fork for one move, it's worth it."

The woman retracted all her swords, smiled and stood where she had been, and replied, "As expected of you, Master. You can see my flaws at a glance."

"Next, I will show you a move I created myself. I hope Master can give me some pointers."

Hearing this, the masked man instantly became serious. He tapped his toes and began to swing his body left and right at a regular speed, which looked like some kind of body movement.

"The tide rises together!" The woman started with a clone, with the original body and the clone each holding a sword, attacking Xie Kurong from both sides.

The masked man didn't even need to look, and used his cunning body movements to dodge all of the woman's lightning-fast sword moves. After taking on thirty-six sword strikes in one breath, he shook his head and said, "The clone has 80% of its strength, which is already the limit. If it can only perform a few ordinary sword moves, it would be a bit of a waste... Hmm?"

He suddenly realized something was wrong, his eyes focused, and he subconsciously used the Seven Killing Sect's skills to hide himself in the shadows, trying to avoid the woman's attack, but unexpectedly, he was still a step too late!

"Master, my 'one move' is more than just this."

"Zhejiangchao!"

The masked man secretly said, "Not good!" and wanted to leave, but was shocked to find that he could not move. He looked down and found that the other party had drawn a formation on the ground without him noticing, which bound the enemies within the range of the formation and restricted his movements!

This formation was a bit hasty, so naturally it couldn't trap him for long, but when masters fought each other, victory or defeat was often decided in a split second. If he fell into the enemy's trap for even a moment, then the entire battle would be under their control.

An Ling retracted her clone and the formation on the ground, clasped her fists respectfully to Xie Kurong and said, "An Ling greets Master."

Xie Kurong sighed, reached out and called back the steel fork that was still stuck on the cliff, nodded and said: "I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can stop you."

"I draw my sword out of its sheath for the sake of benevolence and righteousness. If the world is at peace, I will seal up the sword, issue an order, and retire to the mountains." An Ling said.

"Let's get down to business. Come with me."

"Did something go wrong?" An Ling asked.

Xie Kurong shook his head and said, "It's hard to explain in a short time."

……

Xie Kuorong took out a bag and put An Ling in it. He only let her out when they arrived at the place.

An Ling laughed and said, "You have to be so cautious even for me?"

Xie Kurong did not reply, but instead warned: "No matter what you see later, don't show panic."

"what?"

As soon as An Ling arrived at the place, she was almost stunned by the scene in front of her.

The "Great Bei Immortal Emperor" Ji Shengchu was seen holding Yaxun's calf, kneeling on the ground in an ungraceful manner, crying loudly, while Yaxun tried to pull him up with a loving look on his face, but he could only stand there helplessly and let Ji Shengchu cry.

An Ling rolled her throat and swallowed all the complaints. She looked at Xie Kuorong helplessly, trying to find an explanation from him. However, unexpectedly, when she appeared in the room, Ji Shengchu stopped crying instantly, but crawled a few steps, hiding under the table and trembling.

When Yaxun saw An Ling appear, she said anxiously, "An Ling! You're finally here!"

"This..." An Ling said awkwardly, "Do you want to... do that first?"

"Oh, don't worry about him, he's always crazy!" Yaxun was now wearing a casual cloth robe, her hair was longer, but she still wore it casually. She held An Ling and walked out. Suddenly she remembered something and said to Xie Kuorong, "Senior, please help take care of Hu Zi, don't let him hurt himself."

"Ah."

An Ling, confused, was pulled outside by Yaxun. As soon as she went out, she was greeted by a field of exotic flowers and plants. Looking out from between the stream and the flowers, a rushing waterfall slid down the cliff, faintly dotted with a rainbow, and it looked like a hidden valley.

"What happened?" An Ling asked.

Yaxun sighed, with an inextricable sadness between her brows. She pulled An Ling to sit on the stone beside the stream, pondered for a while, and then said: "Hu Zi, he is almost never awake. Often when he wakes up, he seems to be a different person."

"He was fine when we parted. He just lost his memory."

"That's the weird thing," Yaxun said, "I don't know why, but from one day on, he suddenly became a different person. No matter how we called him, he didn't respond. After one night, he became extremely irritable again, and even tried to grab the knife and kill people several times!"

As Yaxun spoke, she began to cry: "An Ling, I beg you, please help him."

In fact, even if Yaxun didn't say it, An Ling would help solve this problem, not to mention that she came here just for Ji Shengchu. Seeing Yaxun like this, she sighed: "Yaxun, then, in what capacity do you say this? It's been so long, and you seem to be even deeper in it."

Yaxun wiped her tears and choked up, "You can scold me, I am just a bitch."

"A woman's indulgence is unspeakable! Once a woman is delayed for life and chooses the wrong man, she will be in a sea of ​​suffering for the rest of her life!" An Ling warned earnestly, "Ya Xun, he is the emperor, and an ambitious emperor of all ages! What do you think he will do to you when he recovers his memory? Will he be grateful? Or will he kill the only person around him who knows the truth?"

"I..." Yaxun twisted her fingers and didn't look like she was listening.

An Ling stood up and secretly made up her mind that if one day Yaxun had a love-brain attack and insisted on hanging herself on this old zombie, she would have to find some "love potion" and force her to drink it!

After making up her mind, An Ling walked into the room and looked for a way to help Ji Shengchu recover. After all, the Yin-Yang Gate and the Futian Army all depended on this man!

As long as she holds on to this trump card, she won't have to worry about not being able to defeat Hu!