Linyuan Dengxian

When Wuyou returned to the banquet, she saw all the demons were drunk and danced more and more boldly, making people blush, so she went back to the fairy residence arranged by her to find Qingxu.

The fairy mansion is located on the hillside of Mengze Valley, and the mountain is full of the unique stringed flowers of Mengze Valley. The crimson petals are burning and blooming, and the green stamens are curled up, like a naive and cute monkey, exuding Pleasant fragrance, refreshing.

Wuyou laid down the enchantment smoothly, entered the bedroom, and saw Qingxu sitting sideways in front of the window, with silver hair scattered behind him, and the large string of fallen flowers outside the window was like a sea of ​​crimson flowers. With the wind, it was like a raging flame. Her silver hair is as bright as moonlight, spreading out on the sea of ​​flowers.

The flagon in her hand was crooked, Wuyou took it over and found it was empty, couldn't help but feel helpless for her alcoholic temper, gently hugged her in her arms and put her on the couch.

Unexpectedly, a pair of bare hands hooked her neck, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes opened like a cold star, as if the shadow of stringed flowers was reflected in them, bright and scorching eyes, and the fragrance of stringed flowers became more and more intense.

The imprint of the Lingmeng Pagoda began to burn hot, and Qingxu's fingertips brushed her cheeks against Wuyou's slightly frowned brows, he hesitated to speak, but only held the corner of her clothes with his fingers, but did not let go.

Qingxu's cheeks glowed red from the alcohol, her fair face, and the vermilion phoenix feathers on her forehead were burning, "Ayou",

Qing Xu yelled softly, lowered his eyes, his cheeks became redder, but he hooked the sleeves of her thin fairy robe with his fingertips, and wrapped them around his fingers several times.

It was like a vine entangled Wuyou's heart, she pursed her lips, pulled back her sleeves, and said in a low voice, "You have drunk a little, rest."

Qing Xu lowered his eyes and said nothing, his fingers couldn't hook her sleeves, so he turned to her hanging jade belt and wrapped it round and round around his hands.

Wuyou's eyes became darker, as if there were invisible vines pulling, or the light outside the house, or the dense mist in the mountains, there was a fleeting light in Qingxu's eyes.

Wuyou couldn't help kissing her lips, the lips between her teeth were cold and soft, rubbed and entangled until her slightly hasty and flustered breath sprayed on her face, the aroma of wine on her lips, the fragrance of falling flowers, and The inexplicable trace of her body, which belongs only to her, makes Wuyou addicted.

The entanglement between her lips and teeth made her unsatisfied, like a green lotus, slowly blooming, with thousands of gestures, and her heart was fascinated.

Wuyou leaned over Qingxu, with her long hair hanging like ink, and asked softly in her ear, "Is it all right?"

Qing Xu turned his eyes away, his cheeks were flushed, and he nodded slightly.

It wasn't until later that Wuyou understood what the role of the imprint of the pagoda of Lingmeng knowing each other was.

That was when they were floating among the clouds, like a dream, the imprints of the pagodas of the two were burning hot and shining at the same time, and at the moment of knowing each other, they both clearly felt each other's feelings.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if the joy had doubled, she could clearly feel Qingxu's happiness, as well as the momentary panic and confusion.

Wuyou hugged her tightly, and at the same time went to the other side of the heart.

In the middle of the night, Qing Xu fell into a deep sleep, his face was dull, and his silver hair covered the pillow, like moonlight streaming down, blooming a thrilling beauty.

Wuyou was not sleepy, she brushed her face lightly, and walked into the sea of ​​flowers alone, the night wind blew the black robe flying, she looked up at the sky, and in the corner of her eye was the rolled silver wave splashing the sky ink robe, He let out a sigh of relief, his silent eyes were filled with stars all over the sky.

Qingxu stretched out her hand, and it fell into the air. She didn't touch anyone beside her, so she leaned against the window and looked at the sea of ​​scarlet flowers. Standing in the air, her black robe blended into the night, only a pair of bright eyes, she was happy, Still melancholy, is she nostalgic, or Si Yi

The person between her and Wuyou will never disappear forever.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, different from the excitement of singing and dancing, a strange feeling arose in Qing Xu's heart, and she didn't realize that something was wrong until a strange smell, the scent of falling flowers mingled with strings.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, even the intermittent sound of fairy music just now disappeared without a trace, and there was a breath left on the tip of his nose, which was the smell of blood.

Mengze Valley, why does it smell like blood?

At this moment, a stream of light streaked across the sky, carrying a powerful force, and suddenly bumped into the seal of Mengze Mountain. There was a loud bang, and the void was distorted, and the seal array turned into fragments of light and shadow, and a black haze The dense fog covered Mengze Mountain.

"There is a devilish energy", Wuyou frowned slightly, and appeared in front of Qingxu in a blink of an eye, took her hand, "Follow me", Qingxu stretched out his hand to wrap her arms around her, feeling her warm warmth The heat warmed my heart a bit.

The more one went to the place where the banquet was held during the day, the smell of blood became stronger, Wuyou suddenly pulled her to walk in the air, and saw the soles of her feet were scarlet, and blood flowed out slowly.

The group of monsters who played and laughed during the day fell into a pool of blood, with broken limbs and wreckage. At a glance, no complete body could be seen. Qingxu felt disgusted and turned pale.

"This is broken by the formation." Wuyou looked at the black mist that shrouded Mengze Mountain, her face was solemn. She suddenly thought of Su Huan and Le Zhao. The voice of the Demon Race came, "There are still alive".

Several black shadows galloped towards Wuyou, and she heard her snort coldly, slashing down the void day by day, rippling out layers of powerful air waves, and wherever they passed, the heads of all the demons fell to the ground.

Looking away worry-free, in the corner of Mengze Valley, there is a weak enchantment that can sense the magic power of Xianjun Qin Huan. It should be the enchantment she set up. The fragile one is almost broken. I heard the cries of some goblins.

Suddenly, the stern roar of the tiger resounded through the sky.

Qingxu leaped out from behind her, holding Zhixu sword, and stepped on the phantom of the ice dragon, Wuyou raised his eyebrows, lotuses grew on the soles of his feet, and after only three steps, he was already at her side, his palms flipping , pinched her shoulders, and hummed, "You are not afraid of death."

"Saving people is the most important thing." Qing Xu turned his head, his expression was serious, and he was taken aback for a moment, then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Your temperament has not changed in 600 years."

After finishing speaking, Wuyou glanced down at the Ziji fairy chain on her wrist, and felt a little relieved.

The sound of the qin sounded, and Immortal Qin Huan sat on the ground with the qin on her knees, her ten fingers were bleeding, and as she played, bursts of spiritual power poured from her fingertips into the qin, and shot to the barrier.

The corpses outside the barrier have long been piled up into mountains. Hundreds of demons, wearing pitch-black masks of demon gods, urged their magic weapons to hit the barrier, while Le Zhao curled up beside Su Huan tremblingly. A blood hole was pierced, and blood flowed.

"Aww", the white tiger rubbed its head against Le Zhao, its blue eyes staring at the barrier that was about to collapse, after a long time, it finally said, "I'll lure them away, the fairy leads all the monsters out of Mengze Valley."

The sudden familiar voice made Le Zhao startled, her face turned pale, she looked at the white tiger in disbelief, with her nails embedded in her palm, but the white tiger didn't look at her again, just raised its head and roared, rushing out of the barrier.

A faint white light flickered, the white tiger tore the armor of the demon clan with its claws, opened its mouth and bit off the neck, it opened its mouth wide, let out roars one after another, and the air waves it set off blew the demon clan into pieces fall.

A magic weapon slammed into the white tiger, and it howled, its fur stood up all over, arched its back, and stood in front of the barrier fearlessly.

"Let's go", Qin Huan Xianjun brushed the strings with five fingers, splashing blood droplets, qi and blood surged up, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and led the demons to the bottom of the valley.

Le Zhao stood where he was, staring blankly at the white tiger standing in front of him, constantly biting the demons, feeling sour, painful, and helpless.

There were wounds all over the white tiger's body, and a brook flowed out on the ground, bright red and dazzling, "No," Le Zhao said in a low voice, covering her head in pain, "No",

A magic ax slashed at the white tiger kneeling on the ground, his blue eyes suddenly looked at Le Zhao, tears streaming down his face,

"Don't hurt it," Le Zhao yelled, and rushed forward to hug the white tiger.

A blue light rolled past, only the roar of a dragon could be heard, and the figure of an ice dragon appeared in the sky. On it, a fairy in white, holding a ghost in her hand, swung her sword and split the magic axe. , Lombok Majesty

Looking at Su Huan, who was covered in blood, Wuyou was so angry that she sacrificed the Donghuang Bell, and the ancient and powerful divine power poured out. She held the sun in her hand, and her eyes were cold and stern, like a god descending into the world.

300 years ago, the figure of her defeating the demon king is still vivid in my mind, "it's her evil god", all the demon clans were panicked, and the three stronger demon kings looked at Wuyou, showing a timid look.

"If you trespass in the fairy world, I will give it to the god, and I will die here." Wuyou scolded coldly, trembling day by day, blue falling and flowing, pulsating endlessly, murderous aura quickly permeated, breaking through the nine-fold sky, the strong wind swirled sharply, and the void of thousands of miles shattered.

The fierce murderous aura smashed the demon armor, and the skin was torn apart. "Evil Lord Eight Li, I have completed the task of this trip, why not retreat to the demon world." Yashamo drools and timidly backs away.

The three demon kings looked at each other, then suddenly cut off their arms to save their lives, and resorted to the secret method of the demon clan, and disappeared in Mengze Valley out of thin air, leaving only a group of demon minions, and before they could escape for their lives, they all fell under the Sun Chasing Sword.

"White Tiger, you are not allowed to die." Le Zhao hugged it and cried bitterly. The White Tiger collapsed on the ground, barely raised his head, his blue eyes stared straight at Le Zhao, rubbed his head against the tears on her face, and let out a low voice. A low whimper.

Wuyou stepped forward to check on Su Huan's injury, and stuffed a few elixir into her mouth. Immortal Qin Huan then held the Qin, led the demons out, and bowed politely, "Thank you, God, for your rescue." ".

"Wolf Clan", "Peacock Clan", "Deer Clan", "Snake Clan", "Thank God for saving your life", all the Monster Clans knelt down one after another and shouted in unison, "The Monster Clan swears to follow God to the death".

Wuyou took a closer look, and found that the survivors were all nobles such as the princes and elders of the monster clan. She waved her hands slowly and said, "Don't be polite, everyone, go and clean up the dead people of all clans first."

Seeing the tragic scene of blood flowing into rivers, all the monsters showed sadness in their eyes.