Legend of Sword and Fairy, the third sequel

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A group of people formed seals with both hands at the same time, formed a huge ball of light, and launched it towards the demon.I saw the ball of light spinning and flying towards the demon center.Yao Zhongzhong also formed seals to block them, but Jing Xiaokong and the others' seals were too strong, Yao Zhongzhong fell to the ground in response, a white light flashed, and Yao Xiaoxiao and Yao Da separated.

"Pfft!" Yao Xiaoxiao and Yaoda spit out a mouthful of blood in two different directions one after the other, who knew that Jing Xiaokong and Jing Xiaoxue had already disappeared.

"Sister, here is a letter." Yao Xiaoxiao pointed to a ball of paper in front of her and said.

"Take it over and have a look." Yaoda said exhaustedly.

"Yeah." Xiaoxiao crawled over with great effort, opened the ball of paper, and said, "Sister, this is for us!"

"Niannian." Yao Da said to Yao Xiaoxiao.

"Oh." Yao Xiaoxiao responded, and continued to read.

"I believe you will be two good demons." Yao Xiaoxiao wrote, "The signatures are: Jing Xiaokong, Jing Xiaoxue, Qing'er, Long Xiaoyang, Ren Ningyu, and Mu Shunting." After reading all the words, two lines of hot tears rolled down at the same time, and Yaoda over there also started to cry.

"They believe in us so much, but we..." Yaoda couldn't say anything while talking.

"Sister, look, there is a bottle at the back." Yao Xiaoxiao turned the letter over and said when she saw a bottle at the back.

"This is for healing your wounds, if you trust us, try it!" Yao Xiaoxiao read the small words to Yao Da.

Yao Xiaoxiao and Yaoda immediately applied the ointment in the bottle to the wound, and the wound disappeared immediately.

"It's a pity about my ointment!" Jing Xiaokong looked like someone owed him millions.

"You can do it!" Jing Xiaoxue did not forget to hit Jing Xiaokong.

"I can't bear the fact that the child can't be caught by the wolf! Xiaokong, just bear with it!" Even Long Xiaoyang, who has always been facing Jing Xiaokong, said the same thing, what else can Jing Xiaokong do?

"Woooooo~~~" Jing Xiaokong wanted to cry but had no tears.

"My condolences." Mu Shunting pretended to be heartbroken.

"Look, hard work pays off, haven't Yao Xiaoxiao and Yaoda changed for the better?" Ren Ningyu might want to comfort Jing Xiaokong, this is what Yao Xiaoxiao and Yaoda said.

"It's true." Jing Xiaokong seemed to understand a little bit, "But I still can't bear my ointment!" (Xu Bing: Yes, I went back again)

"Sister!" Yao Xiaoxiao called Yao Dada.

"Sister!" Yao Da called Yao Xiaoxiao.

"Yeah!" Both of them nodded together.

"My demon..."

"I am a monster..."

"I swear to the sky today that we will be good demons in the future, benefit the people, and never do bad things again. If there is any violation, the sky will strike with lightning!" Yao Xiaoxiao and Yaoda said their vows to the sky.

"Woooo~~" Jing Xiaokong was still crying.

"Xiaokong, why are you still crying?" Jing Xiaoxue was puzzled.

"Woooo, you, didn't you see that I was moved?" Jing Xiaokong said while crying.

"I really have nothing to do with you." Jing Xiaoxue shook her head helplessly (Xu Bing: How did Jing Xiaokong turn back into a child after going down the mountain a few times?).

Yao Xiaoxiao and Yaoda supported each other and walked to the distance. Jing Xiaoxue and the others, who were invisible, looked at the staggering back and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"It's finally over again!" Qing'er nodded in satisfaction——

Poetry scene——

Huang Zhong · People and Moon · Books in the Mountains

Zhang Kejiu

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