After shattering and destroying that beautiful piece of blue rock, the small bamboo building inside was finally exposed, Xuan Xing immediately imprinted Shen Xiaolang's last imprint in his mind into it.

All of a sudden, everything was blank.

When he got his feet on the ground again, the surroundings were filled with the scent of bamboo, refreshing his heart and soul, Xuan Xing's spirit lifted, and he knew that he had entered the bamboo building.

The emerald green Polygonatum odoratum is still full of aura after years of baptism, as if it has stopped in the passing time. Only one such treasure is enough for the small school to be regarded as the treasure of the town school, but here it is used for building buildings. Not to mention that after layers of forging and refining, it exerted the most effect and finally used countless formations to refine it into a magic weapon.

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Xing stepped up to find the legendary Mrs. Shen, not looking at the colorful elixir and magical artifacts that filled the room.

When pushing open the last door, Xuan Xing froze on the spot.

I saw a double-wide ice jade bed in the room, and the light white cold air rose up, and dozens of luminous pearls radiated correspondingly, making this place hazy and bright, like a fairyland.

Walking a few steps closer, the bed was covered with soft silk pillows, covered with purple iris flowers, and in the middle of the bed full of flowers lay a woman with a peaceful expression, half of her satin-like black hair was pulled up with feathers, and the other half fell down softly.She folded her hands on her abdomen, her face was ruddy, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had just fallen into a deep sleep, and she would open her eyes and wake up in the next second, with a beautiful smile and a peerless beauty.

Overwhelm the country and the city, nothing more.

Even if it was just a corpse, Xuan Xing almost lost his eyes.A room is so beautiful that pearls and jade are shining, and flowers are so beautiful that they are overshadowed. Even Lingxi, who is as beautiful as a fairy, is not half as beautiful as the woman in front of her.I only hope that this scene will last forever, how can I have the heart to disturb her in the slightest?

"Oh!" The little demon in his arms suddenly jumped out of Xuan Xing's arms and onto the bed.

Xuan Xing was startled, suddenly came back to his senses, and felt a chill in his heart.It's weird, this female corpse is weird, even if it's terribly beautiful and it will amaze him, it will never make him feel like he can't bear to touch her.

It's just that there is no time to think about it now, the little demons violently sliced ​​the ice jade bed with their claws after jumping down, and kept circling around the woman.

Xuan Xing hurriedly took a few steps closer, "What's wrong?"

"Ooooooooooooooo!"

Why can't speak anymore, Xuan Xing frowned, seeing that the little demon's body was covered with a layer of frost, he planned to let the other party leave this ice jade bed first.

At this moment--

The woman on the bed suddenly moved, she sat up slowly, and the purple irises fluttered down.

"!"

Although I just thought for a moment that it would be great if the woman could sit up again, but I really just thought about it, the poignant love story turns into a thriller in a second!

The little demon's scales exploded all over his body, as if extremely angry.

A strong coercion diffused from the woman's body, almost congealed into substance, making people breathless.

escape!

At this moment, Xuan Xing only had one thought, the great threat made his hairs stand on end, he picked up the irritable little demon, and ran away.

But at this time, he couldn't move anymore!

His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all. With the last bit of strength, he stuffed the non-stop little demon into his arms, and he looked at the woman on the bed in shock.

The woman turned her upper body sideways, and slowly opened her eyes towards Xuan Xing's direction, her twinkling peach blossom eyes lit up, and the room was full of brilliance, but her pupils were pitch black, like a whirlpool that attracted people to fall.

Xuan Xing found that her eyes had no focal length at all, as if walking dead, she was not alive!What exactly is that?Sad?Formation?Forbidden?

Before he could come up with one, two, three, four, five, six, the little demon in his arms finally broke free from Xuan Xing's stiff and weak hands, ran down, and jumped onto the bed.

"Ah Yao!" Xuan Xing scolded, the little demon paused, but still ran towards the woman.

The woman seemed to see this scene, and seemed to see something else through this scene, and smiled softly.

At this moment, a voice like an oriole coming out of the valley floated in this dusty and dead space for a long time, which only made people creepy, and then Xuan Xing's hands moved uncontrollably.

Everything seems to have been carefully calculated, and it has been rehearsed countless times. Slowly pulling out the long sword at his waist, Senhan's sword energy attacked the disobedient little demon on the bed.

"Why are you so disobedient? You are always so disobedient, so what use do I need you for?" Qingjun's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, without a trace of emotion, cold and lifeless.

"Aww!" The sword qi pulled several cuts on his back, blood gushed out all of a sudden, the little demon suddenly turned around and screamed, betrayed disbelief was written all over Xiaomeng's face.

There was a trace of struggle on Xuan Xing's face, and he suddenly turned the sword in a different direction, "Go!"

The little demons froze in anger.

The woman on the bed smiled sweetly, and Hao Jun's cold sword pointed again at the Little Demon Race.

Xuan Xing tried his best to spread his spiritual sense to connect to the world induction that penetrated into the bamboo building, so as to resist the aura pressed from the woman.But it's not enough, it's not enough at all, it can't resist the coercion that spreads in the entire space.The surrounding Reiatsu condensed into substance and compelled his hands in compliance with the woman's will.

Hate this feeling of uncontrollable powerlessness the most!

His left hand, which was not holding the sword, suddenly turned in an inconceivable direction and grasped the sharp point of the sword. The piercing sword energy mixed with the icy aura opened a huge hole in the palm of his hand and instantly froze the wound.

Xuan Xing's face turned pale, and he shouted at the little demon standing on the bed: "Get out now! Get out of this door!"

The little demons stared blankly at Xuan Xing, their dark pupils enlarged little by little the blood-oozing figure who forcibly resisted the pressure of the aura that permeated the entire space.

No longer caring about the female corpse on the bed, it suddenly jumped off the bed with a grunt, and climbed up Xuan Xing's thigh to the palm of his hand holding the tip of the sword.

"Wuuuuuuu..." It stretched out its wet tongue to lick Xuan Xing's wound that was pierced by the sword point but did not shed a drop of blood, and a thick layer of ice was formed on it.

The blade vibrated and buzzed, Xuan Xing's single palm tightly wrapped the tip of the sword as if locking the little demon.

Due to excessive blood loss and extreme pressure, his eyes had gradually turned black, and he still knew what the other party was doing in a trance, so he couldn't help softening his eyebrows and voice, "Hey, go out and wait for me to come back."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the little demon shook his chubby head.

"It's really troublesome to be so misbehaved. Then I have nothing... I can't help it..." Before he finished speaking, his legs softened, and he suddenly fell down without warning, closed his eyes, and stamped on the ground. There was a lot of blood.

At the same time, the woman on the other side seemed to have exhausted her spiritual power and stopped moving. She really sat stiffly like a corpse, and the pressure that permeated the space was gradually relieved.

The little demon held Xuan Xing's sleeve in his mouth, and he didn't wake up no matter how much he pulled the other party. He didn't wake up and patted his stupid hair and said helplessly, "It's really clingy", and he didn't wake up, pretending to be angry and said, "If you bite again, you will hit~ Fart~ fart", won't...won't you wake up?

It turned around suddenly, ran to the cold bed, opened its mouth and began to gnaw the foot of the bed.

The crunching sound resounded in the silent space, eerie and terrifying.

Ice jade is hard to come by, it is a good material for casting swords, comparable to the elites of cold swords, not only has a high concentration of aura, but is also extremely hard.

Soon, blood flowed from its small mouth, staining the pitch-black scales red, until it gnawed on most of the ice jade bed, until there were long bloodstains on the floor of the bed, until a figure gradually formed in the cold air.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The figure paused and coughed up a large amount of blood mixed with minced meat. His face was pale, and bright red blood was blooming on his handsome face, like sin and sinking, with a strange sense of beauty.

He wiped the blood from his face, walked towards the unconscious man who was lying on the ground, and gently hugged him.

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