I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

The sky was a little pale, and at some point, Leng Yue had already hidden by the Dongshan Mountain.

Nan Ming messed up his black hair, his delicate and handsome face had a little bit of coldness, and the tear mole at the corner of his eyes looked a bit evil and unpredictable.He has been going smoothly since he was born, and even if there are obstacles he can't handle, someone will clear them for him.The biggest setback in his life is nothing more than Shen Guhong.

Nan Ming exhaled a long breath of foul air, and barely restrained his violence.

Why is it so difficult to like someone, and he didn't ask this person to be with him all the time, he just wanted him to give him a little more time, at least like a normal dual monk.

There are people who are obsessed with cultivation, pursuing the Dao, and such boring things as cultivation.

After retreating for a hundred years, Nan Ming thought he had already seen it, but did he really not care?If he really didn't care, he wouldn't be emotionally fluctuating because of him, and he wouldn't even hand over He Lishu to that person himself.

Lord Mozun, who is used to acting recklessly, has ever treated someone so cautiously.

As soon as Nan Ming came out of the Demon Palace, he saw Bai Ziqi waiting for him at the gate of the Wuyuan Demon Palace, looking like he was watching the excitement without taking too much trouble.

"Yo! I thought there was a possibility of winning, but I didn't expect that your talk would fall apart." Bai Ziqi couldn't stop looking at Nan Ming, trying to find a slight flaw in Nan Ming's face.

Bai Ziqi's schadenfreude really hit the muzzle of the gun, Nan Ming smiled dangerously, he moved his slender fingers, and looked like he wanted to have an in-depth exchange of Taoism with Bai Ziqi.

He is obviously such a cruel and moody person, but when he smiles, he is full of elegance and amorous feelings, but he is always mesmerizing. This is the charm of the Kyushu Demon Lord. But the readers will never forget his handsome face.

Bai Ziqi and Nan Ming had known each other for many years, so he knew that Nan Ming was upset, but at least it seemed that nothing happened.

He put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, pretending not to know it and said seriously: "Brother, what are you talking about, of course, the emperor supports your decision unconditionally."

"It's best." Nan Ming sneered.

These words sound like such a thing, but when you think about it carefully, they seem to have a lot of meaning.

When Shen Guhong left the magic palace, he also met a person, a person who was hard to forget at first sight.A gentleman is dignified, gentle as jade, there is always a kind of person in this world that you can remember him at the first sight, his face may not be extremely prosperous, but his temperament is absolutely unmatched by anyone—as the third Dao Que, one of the Great Immortal Venerables, is undoubtedly such a person.

He is like a floating cloud in the sky, so distant that he seems to dissipate with the wind at any time, gentleman?Perhaps only a person like him who is as modest and gentle as jade can make people feel that this person must be a gentleman at the first glance.

Dao Que's voice was a little cold, but it didn't seem too indifferent, but it was mixed with concern: "Brother, how much is the suppression you have suffered this time?"

Shen Guhong said indifferently: "No problem."

Dao Que's eyes darkened slightly: "Brother, can't you not go to the Xuanwu Secret Realm this time?"

Shen Guhong refused without even thinking about it.

"Are you really okay?" Dao Que asked.

"Dao Que, I have to go to the Xuanwu Secret Realm this time. I made a divination for Nanming this time, it's a great ominous." When Shen Guhong said the word 'great ominous', his expression was slightly ugly.

Dao Que frowned, but only nodded, no longer persuading the handsome man in front of him.

"Dao Que." Shen Guhong called out.

Dao Que looked back in doubt, but couldn't wait for the next article for a long time.

A soft sigh floated in the wind, Shen Guhong didn't ask any more questions, it would be inappropriate to ask outsiders some questions, maybe he should really put down things sometimes and spend more time with Bei Nanming.

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When everyone is crazy about Xuanwu Secret Realm.

On the banks of the Styx River, bewitching manjusawa competes for beauty. A man in black robes with a dark fire lamp walks gracefully, walking in the manjusawa that has been watered so seductively like a stroll in a courtyard.

However, he didn't look sideways, he didn't glance at the picturesque surroundings.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, one day is a fairyland on earth, but one month is boring and lacks interest. If the same scenery is seen for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, then this beauty will become an inconspicuous stone on the side of the road, let it be The garden is full of spring scenery, and it will fade after a long time.

The bright colors that greeted the eyes were no longer a beauty to the man in black.He originally thought that such a color could no longer attract his attention, but he was wrong. It turned out that the red color can really be so shockingly beautiful.

Sitting on the Naihe Bridge is a man in red with a casual posture. This is a very young man, but also a very beautiful man. He just sits casually, but his handsome face is enough to make anyone move. Do not open your eyes.The disdainful eyes seemed to despise the howling ghosts in the Styx River.

This person was the first person to be dazed by the bloody Styx river, which was turbulent, with heads drifting by from time to time, and ghosts wailing endlessly.

The black-robed man who has guarded the bridge for many years has never seen such a beautiful woman, whether it is a handsome ranger, a sacred and inviolable flower of Gaoling, or a personable and gentle family. Young master, he has seen too many charming daughters, but he is still amazed by this red dress.

He thought he already knew who the person who acted so arrogantly and dared to go to Naihe Bridge alone was, even though he had never seen the man in red before.

Nan Ming, the demon king of Kyushu, is extremely handsome and moody, but his reputation is indeed well-deserved.But if this person came to him in person...he couldn't help looking at this big boss with some headaches, and didn't speak rashly.

Not wanting the man in red to stop looking at the unknown distance, he turned his head to look at the man in black, and said with a half-smile, "You are Po Meng."

This is no longer a question, but an affirmative sentence.

Due to Demon Lord Nan Ming's formation, no ghost dared to cross the Naihe Bridge again, and Po Meng, the guardian of the Naihe Bridge, had to bite the bullet and show up.

"It's the next one." A hoarse and unpleasant male voice sounded slowly.

Nan Ming chuckled, with a lingering and unpredictable tone: "This seat is Nan Ming. I thought Po Meng was really a haggard old woman, but I didn't think she was a handsome young master."

Granny Meng has a tall and straight figure, wearing a black robe, exuding a gloomy and strange aura, she doesn't look like a handsome young man at all.He was neither angry nor annoyed when he heard the words, and gave a slight salute to the man in red: "Mother Meng has seen the Kyushu Demon Lord."

Nan Ming sneered, and continued to stare blankly at the bloody water of the Ming River without replying.

Granny Meng accompanied her quietly, and after a while, he asked: "Which one of the great masters in the cultivation world is not waiting for the opening of the Xuanwu Secret Realm, what is the Lord Mozun doing next to this small bridge of Naihe?"

Meng Po asked, but Nan Ming didn't want to answer, the two just stood and sat, and there was no further conversation.

After a long time, Nan Ming said calmly: "Grandma Meng of the underworld, I heard that you have the ability to open the road to the underworld."

Huangquan Road! ! !

"When should the Yellow Spring Road be opened, it will open automatically, why should Lord Mozun embarrass the next little bridge guard." Meng Po replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Unexpectedly, Nan Ming, who was supposed to be furious, smiled, and there was a bit of evil in his smile.

"But, what do you want me to do? What should I do?" He sighed softly, like sympathy.

Leng Ao's brows and eyes softened a lot, and a gentle smile appeared on that icy face, Po Meng's heart tightened, he was... murderous.

Meng Po asked herself that she could not beat Nanming's Peach Blossom Finger with her own strength.His stiff face twitched. He thought it was an extremely sincere and friendly smile. He bit his finger, and a few drops of black blood floated in the void. With the movement of his fingers, he drew an ancient and mysterious He murmured words for the formation, and formed a complicated seal in his hand, and lightly shouted "Break" into the void, and then a simple gate appeared in the void, and it slowly opened.

Opening such a weird trial secret realm at an undetermined time, his throat itched for a while, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, even though his face was as white as paper at this time, he was not dissatisfied at all.

When she looked at Huangquan Road again, the red figure had long since disappeared. Granny Meng gently licked away the blood from her fingertips, and her pale lips were made alluring by the blood. Kyushu Demon Lord Nanming, Huangquan Road, heh!interesting.

He took out a painting from the space, a painting that can be called extremely beautiful or extremely terrifying. In the dilapidated and yellowed painting, the sky is full of bones and blood, and the only bright spot is the corpse. In the sea of ​​mountains and blood, the back of a man in red, less than the size of a palm, looks like!It looks so good!

Ambiguously licking off the last bright red on her lips, Meng Po's perennially hard, expressionless face, after several changes, finally hung a strange smile, her pale fingers gently caressed the back of the painting and murmured: "Finally found it."