Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Fu Zhenhong felt the heat emanating from Yan Chixia's body. This handsome and tough man was like a burning flame, in which there was the hottest and most scorching spark, strong and resolute.

He is the most upright demon catcher and Yan Chixia who is trapped by love.

Fu Zhenhong's gaze fell behind Yan Chixia through Yan Chixia's shoulders, and there was a deep and unpredictable coolness in her pitch-black pupils.

As Fu Zhenhong said, without birth, old age, sickness and death, a long lifespan, a face that never ages, and that unforgettable memory, these may not be a good thing for Yan Chixia at all.

Because he is Montenegro, but he is also Fu Zhenhong.

Montenegro belongs to this world, to Liaozhai, and to Yan Chixia.

But Fu Zhenhong was going to leave after all.

Just as Yan Chixia separates herself as a monster catcher and Yan Chixia who likes monsters into two individuals, Fu Zhenhong and Black Mountain are also two separate existences.

He is always going,

Fu Zhenhong pressed her face to the side of Yan Chixia's neck, and let out an extremely small sigh.

The progress of the strategy has reached 75%. Once the progress of the strategy is full, there is no need for him to stay in this world.

As for the remaining 25% to be captured, counting the time, it is time to come to this dead city.

"Let's go, let's continue shopping." Fu Zhenhong patted Yan Chixia on the back.

"Okay." Yan Chixia let go of Fu Zhenhong, and held his hand instead.

When Yan Chixia pulled Fu Zhenhong to go to a peddler with a sympathetic knot diagonally ahead, a black shadow flashed beside Fu Zhenhong.

"Master." Xie Jingxuan half-kneeled on the ground, and saluted Zhenhong respectfully.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia nodded, and let go of Fu Zhenhong's hand, "I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he walked over to the small vendor with a sympathetic knot.

Fu Zhenhong watched Yan Chixia finish the writing brush in the hands of the peddler, and wrote something on the red concentric knot. The bright white moon shone on Yan Chixia's face. From Fu Zhenhong's perspective, she could clearly see On the profile of his profile, there are distinct eyelashes above the pupils.

I don't know what was written on it, but the corners of Yan Chixia's lips rose slightly, forming a shallow arc.

As if sensing Fu Zhenhong's gaze, Yan Chixia suddenly turned her head and smiled at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong also smiled.

"Master." Xie Jingxuan couldn't help but uttered again.

Only then did Fu Zhenhong look back at Yan Chixia, and turn her gaze to this subordinate whom he made a puppet.

Fu Zhenhong half-closed her eyes, her dark pupils fixed on Xie Jingxuan's body for two seconds, and then said: "Speak."

Xie Jingxuan replied: "This subordinate has brought the tree demon Huaisheng to Zhaojing Palace, is the master going there now?"

"Zhaojing Hall?"

"Yes, Huai Sheng is determined to meet you in Zhaojing Hall." Xie Jingxuan restrained his emotions and explained in a calm voice.

"Really," Fu Zhenhong's tone was inexplicable.

Zhaojing Palace is the most special palace in Wushi City. In this palace, all mana cultivation bases will be bound by the magnetic field in the palace. In short, no matter how powerful the mana is. Jingdian will become like ordinary annoying people.

The Hall of Zhaojing is a cage used to detain those vicious people who violate the order of the ghost world in the Black Mountain Realm.

"Where are the other ghosts that came in with Huaisheng?"

"Master, they separated from Huai Sheng and started wandering in the ghost market." Xie Jingxuan said.

After thinking for a while, Fu Zhenhong said, "You go back first, and I'll be there later."

After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she took another look at Yan Chixia who was not far away, and after she said to Yan Chixia the four words "you go shopping first", she used her demonic power without waiting for Yan Chixia's response Disappeared in place.

He's going to do something else now.

Yan Chixia, who was left alone, looked at Fu Zhenhong who disappeared in place, and suddenly felt an unprecedented panic in her heart for no reason. This panic seemed to be about to lose something most important.

Yan Chixia tightly closed her thin lips, looking at the concentric knot in her hand,

On the red rice paper under the concentric knot, he wrote a few childish words with his pen: Yan Chixia loves Montenegro forever.

Yan Chixia couldn't help clenching the concentric knots in his hands. He took a deep breath, hung the concentric knots on a row of marriage ropes, paid the reward to the small vendor, and then took out the Yin-Yang Bagua compass.

He wants to find Montenegro quickly.

But this time, it wasn't like at the beginning, it was to catch and eradicate the monster. This time, he wanted to find the monster and lock him firmly under his nose.

On the other side, Fu Zhenhong came to the end of the street in the ghost market. At the last small vendor, Fu Zhenhong exchanged 1000 years of demon power for something.

When the small vendor was about to hand the talisman paper to Fu Zhenhong, Fu Zhenhong shook her head, "Give this to the white-clothed ghost with a red thread tied around his wrist."

"Okay." The small vendor readily responded.

When Fu Zhenhong heard the words, she didn't want to stay any longer, and after feeling a familiar aura approaching, she left first.

"Ah, that one just now, is it Lord Heishan!" Liuli shouted in surprise.

"Master Heishan?" Yun Mo looked puzzled: "How could Master Heishan appear at the place of the soul-saving magician in his lifetime? Liuli, you must have misread it, right?"

Yun Mo has never seen what the old Heishan demon who is in charge of the entire Heishan realm looks like, so during this futile trip to the city, she wanted to meet the rumored Lord of Heishan more than just buying something. Is it as beautiful as Liuli described?

"You can't make a mistake." Liuli said with certainty.She glanced at the small vendor, and suddenly thought of something, then suddenly looked at Nie Xiaoqian behind her.

Could it be...

impossible.

Liuli shook her head, how could Lord Heishan do it for Nie Xiaoqian.

After she pursed her lips and thought for a moment, she said to Nie Xiaoqian: "Xiaoqian, you should know that once we have a betrayal..." Before Liuli finished speaking, Nie Xiaoqian ignored her and walked directly in front of the small vendor.

Nie Xiaoqian clenched and loosened the hand hanging by her side, thinking of the flashing figure just now, a possibility began to spread wildly in Nie Xiaoqian's heart.

"That man in red just now..." Nie Xiaoqian had just started speaking when the small vendor interrupted him, "Young master, please raise your wrist for me to see."

Nie Xiaoqian raised her wrist as she said.

The small vendor saw the red string on Nie Xiaoqian's wrist, and said clearly, "It really is you."

After he finished speaking, he put a piece of talisman paper into Nie Xiaoqian's hand, "Put it away, young master, the freedom gained in exchange for 1000 years of cultivation, you have to hold it tight."

"1000 years?" Nie Xiaoqian's pupils shrank suddenly.

He looked at the talisman paper in his hand, it was obviously light and weighty, but he felt a weight like ten thousand catties.

It turned out that in the ghost city of the city of vain death, there really was a talisman paper that could help him get rid of the spell cast by the tree demon to suppress his bones.

He originally wanted to buy something that would free him, even thinking that it would cost him all his cultivation.However, in fact, he only has a hundred years of Taoism. If he buys it himself, he may not be able to obtain it successfully in another hundred years.

Nie Xiaoqian's thoughts suddenly became extremely complicated.

Something slowly blossomed into a bright flower in his deathly body.

He wanted too much to get rid of Huaisheng's control, and he had waited too long for this day.

Why would Montenegro help him?Nie Xiaoqian didn't know.

At this moment, a faint blush appeared on his usual indifferent face, but Nie Xiaoqian couldn't remain indifferent when the obsession that had been accumulated in his heart for too long was best resolved.

Montenegro...

Nie Xiaoqian silently read the name in her heart, clenched the talisman paper in her hand, and placed him at the position of her heart.

At this moment, everything around him seemed to be completely blurred.

Nie Xiaoqian thought of the tenderness in the pavilion in the water, and the way Heishan opened his lips slightly and read his name.

The corners of Nie Xiaoqian's lips rose, and she smiled, a very bright and bright smile, like the ice and snow on the top of a mountain melting.

Ding---

Attacking Fu Zhenhong

Liaozhai World Tianxuan overall strategy progress: 100%

Chosen Ning Caichen: Favorability 100%

Tianxuan Yan Chixia: Favorability 100%

Chosen Nie Xiaoqian: Favorability 100%

When the system received a notification from the Time and Space Administration that the progress of the strategy was full, Fu Zhenhong was on his way to the Zhaojing Hall in the center of the City of Death.

The appearance of Zhaojing Hall is a shape similar to an ancient pagoda, with dense incantations and Sanskrit inscriptions carved on it. These incantations and Sanskrit inscriptions are the direct cause of the restraint of the magic power of ghosts and monsters inside.

Fu Zhenhong opened the tower door and walked in.

It was pitch black, and the candles that were supposed to be used for lighting were all extinguished.

And with a harsh sound like sawing wood, the stone gate of Zhaojing Hall was closed.

Now the only faint light source that could shine in also disappeared.

But no matter how dark the environment is, Fu Zhenhong, who is a monster, will not be affected by it.Even if his monster power was restricted by this spacious and confined space, he didn't appear weak at all.

Whether it's because he is Montenegro, or because Fu Zhenhong himself, even without demon power, he is still an unparalleled existence standing at the top of the pyramid.

Fu Zhenhong just stood there. When she felt something creeping towards him behind her, Fu Zhenhong didn't move.

In the darkness, he heard an extremely cold and sinister laughter, a voice he had never heard before, but Fu Zhenhong could feel a familiar aura slowly lingering behind him.

The dark green branch quickly extended from the ground, like a poisonous snake, twisted its body, and wrapped around Fu Zhenhong's ankle in the blink of an eye, and began to circle around Fu Zhenhong's ankle Slowly wind up in circles.

"Master Montenegro, please feel me well."

A cold wind came from Fu Zhenhong's ears.

And in this world of Liaozhai, there would be no one who would speak to him in such a tone, except for the master of the cave, the tree demon Huaisheng who was called grandma by all the demons.