Burning dreams, offering sacrifices to the mountains and rivers gl

On the bank of the Wangchuan River, Xiaoyao Qianche stepped into the flowing sea of ​​fire alone, the divine weapon glowing faintly around his waist isolated the blue flame from being engulfed.

The pitch-black underground mountains rolled up and down, and the ten precepts of Yao Shuzong were scattered around the collapsed tomb door.A man who was closest to the Wangchuan River unintentionally glanced into the river, but saw a scene that he will never forget.

Xiaoyao Qianche stood in the chest-length river, holding up a dirty thing in the river with demon power, and after seeing the ugly purple heart in his hands, he pulled the messy thing out of the water.

"It's so ugly, Xuyuan." Xiaoyao Qianche narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

As soon as he left the water surface, half of Xuyuan's head recovered, his sticky brain was exposed to the air tremblingly, and only one eyeball on the skull stared fiercely at Xiaoyao Qianche.

A small amount of human skin began to squirm, gradually covering the bones.At this moment, two slender fingertips picked up a corner of the human skin, smiled and stuffed the torn flesh into the empty left eye socket, the beating heart was in someone's hands, Xu Yuan felt a kind of despair, That is the unwillingness to be ended before the struggle is over.

"I always thought that the only difference between me and Jueqianlian was the number of artifacts, but after watching the battle between you, I realized that her strength surpasses all the survivors." Xiaoyao Qianche carefully picked and grew out. and stuffed them into Xuyuan's right eye, "Maybe Jueqianlian will be the only opponent I can't eat, because she is stronger than me."

Xu Yuan wanted to laugh, his lipless mouth opened wide, making some small and weird bumps.

"Just like you, she discovered my secret. Since then, she has never let down her vigilance against me." Xiaoyao Qianche's smile became colder and colder, and the corner of her mouth suddenly cracked, almost all the way to the earlobe .

"She's strong, stronger than everyone else, and I'm so eager."

Fear filled Xu Yuan's only eye, his heart beat faster and faster, he would rather die than become a part of Xiaoyao Qianche's body.

"The Xuanyao family you have been looking for is gone." Xiaoyao Qianche slowly walked ashore, "The real daughter of Xuanyao died in the tomb of the demon king 100 years ago, and was destroyed by a force that does not belong to this world."

"...No," Xu Yuan opened his eyes wide in shock, his bloodshot pupils looked up at the man who was dragging him along.

"It may not be dead yet, Jue Qianlian just needs to catch the remaining soul and bring it back to the Demon King's Curtain." Xiaoyao Qianche looked at Xu Yuan's frightened eyes with satisfaction, "But, I will not allow Jue Qianlian to die." Qian Lian brought the remnant soul back to the tomb, because I want to eat the Xuanyao clan...to gain stronger power."

A sharp pain hit, Xu Yuan's throat suddenly slipped.Xiaoyao Qianche's mouth was full of blood, and he grabbed a broken heart in his hand, chewed it twice and continued, "The bereaved family is dead, and the ones walking in this world are just the souls of the dead who occupy the dove's nest, which family's children are pity .”

"...the survivor...undead...body." Xuyuan trembled and couldn't bear the pain of his flesh and blood being bitten to pieces. Even if he could live indefinitely, it was impossible for him to recover from being swallowed soul.

"Hahaha, it's not dead, but it's half dead, but it's much better than you~" Xiaoyao Qian Che sneered with cracked lips, "After all, the difference between you and her is still very obvious, one is a miscellaneous demon who raises a magic weapon, and the other is a monster who shoulders the whole body. Whether the ancient times can return to the gods."

Looking at Xuyuan's already dark eyes, Xiaoyao Qianche suddenly felt a burst of loneliness, and for a moment he smiled and ate that heart again.Holding up the ugly head, looking at the still open eyes of the boss, "I will rush ahead of Jueqianlian and find this remnant soul. Since your and my enemies are both Jueqianlian, then your death will value."

The sticky thing flowed into his mouth, and Xiaoyao Qianche licked and sucked the unpalatable thing, the monster power that originally belonged to Xu Yuan slowly transformed into his body.

The pale head was crushed by his foot, and the river water was poured on his face with his brain-stained hands. While cleaning, the ten precepts cleared the entrance of the tomb again.

"Xuanyao clan, your hope has fallen, and it is impossible to return to the ancient times." Xiaoyao Qianche sighed and opened his hands, as if embracing countless dead souls floating in the Wangchuan River, "The tomb of the demon king is the ghost of Xuanyao The place of burial! The undead occupying the dove's nest cannot carry hope."

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and Luo Xianchen slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was lying on someone's back.

"Bai Xianhua," she subconsciously called out weakly, and raised her hand to grab the void.

"I'm here." Two equally cold hands touched, Bai Xianhua held Luo Xianchen's hand, endless exhaustion seemed to be hidden on her pale face.

"My lord, are you awake?" Luo Chenmo's eyes showed relief, and she bent down to put Luo Xianchen down, while Bing Qimao at the side hurriedly supported Luo Xianchen's precarious body.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Luo Xianchen leaned towards Bai Xianhua, reaching out to grab the hem of his blood-stained clothes.Compared with her panic, Bai Xianhua seemed much quieter, she stretched out her hand to embrace the trembling figure, only by tightly hugging Luo Xianchen could she calm down from the worry about gain and loss.

There is not only the familiar cold fragrance in the breath, but also a touch of blood.Luo Xianchen gradually raised his hand to embrace the other person's slender shoulders, and the crystal tears slid down his face and fell on the white skirt.

At the moment she was bitten by the three-headed snake, she clearly felt that her heart stopped beating, life and death seemed to have been settled, and many things appeared in her mind at that moment.

With the unwillingness and hatred of the previous life, and the time of laughter in this life, she wants to torture Bai Zishang severely, and wants to make the whole Luofu pay the price.She wants to change her tragic fate and bury all those who made her feel pain.

There is only one person in this dirty world, who will always make her feel out of reach, and her innocent figure seems to be alone in the world.When that usual cold face suddenly became gentle, she should have realized that she had fallen into that smile.

Under the severe pain, Luo Xianchen was so eager to live, she wanted to be with her forever, and didn't want to just die in a place where the sun would never shine.

"Am I still alive..." Luo Xianchen murmured.

"Yeah." Bai Xianhua's eyes dimmed, and her hands clenched tighter.She had never been afraid of anything, even her own life and death, but at that time she really felt great fear, and the unprecedented sense of powerlessness made her afraid of losing the other party.

"That's good." The big stone in Luo Xianchen's heart fell to the ground, and after she understood what she wanted, she began to cherish this precious hug.

"What, since it's all right, let's move on quickly, what are you doing?" Gu Mingyu coughed in embarrassment, reminding everyone where they are now.

It was only then that Luo Xianchen realized that they had already reached another side hall, and there was a large bronze cauldron not far from them.The relief of the cauldron caught her attention. It was a ferocious biting beast. After recognizing this thing, Luo Xianchen's heart sank.

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It's raining again and a typhoon＼(｀??)?, it's not good, it's the end of the world