Lord, he's not dead yet

The Immortal Demon Festival is only held once every 5000 years. It is not only a grand ceremony to celebrate the destruction of the underworld, but also a signal for the start of disputes between the immortal and demon domains. Jun, the resurrection of the Immortal Venerable has a meaning of revival

It is said that Lianmu Yaozun and Xuesha Qiongjie were also invited to announce something important at the Fairy Fairy Festival.

The event will be held on Yunshu Lake at the junction of immortals and demons. The surface of Yunshu Lake is empty and flat. The lake water will only reach the depth of submerging the ankles, but the water quality is transparent, and there is snow-white and crystal-clear coarse sand underneath, reflecting like a mirror. The tall and majestic snow-capped mountains on both sides

The vastness and majesty of the Milky Way and the dazzling and strange meteors are all reflected in the lake surface. The reflection of the lake surface makes the starry sky and the lake surface merge into one color, and the starry sky seems to be sprinkled on the lake surface.

Half an hour later, the sun rises, the long river falls, the morning sun sinks, the colorful clouds and the morning sun reflect on the lake, and the gorgeous scenery of the morning sun sprinkles on the lake.

As soon as the sun rises, the immortals and demons come out together

In Xianyin City, Wei Young sat on the corner of the gu carving's forehead, with his legs dangling, watching the mountain slave from dark to bright, couldn't hide his anxiety, "Why are you so nervous?"

"Aren't you worried?" Shannu saw her leisurely bathing in the sun, eating the fruits one by one, "What if they don't come back?"

"How could it be possible not to worry about my brother, but it's useless to worry, and going there can only add to the chaos." Wei Young jumped off the corner of the gu carving, her dress fluttering, and she fed most of the fruit left in her hand to the gu carving

"Aren't you worried about Yu Yu?"

"Why am I worried about him?" Wei Young touched the feathers of the Gu carving, which was not soft, and smoothed the feathers for it, "My brother will protect him, he is dead, my brother's life is numbered, what will happen to me in the Demon Realm from now on?" Live as freely as now, and Xi Ting will protect Zhu Yu because of the hatred of demons. Based on the relationship between Zhu Tian and Xi Ting, Zhu Tian will protect Xi Ting, and indirectly protect Zhu Yu. If something goes wrong, it's impossible for him to be in trouble."

After she finished speaking, she saw the mountain slave squinting her eyes and looking at her, and said displeasedly, "Why are you looking at me like this? Auntie, I am not stupid, is it strange to understand these things?"

"Which refiner doesn't have a few life-saving treasures, Qiku will be fine, don't worry", Wei Young comforted him, but she was actually uneasy in her heart, far from being as relaxed as she appeared on the surface, she shook her head and looked to the east, the scenery Beautiful, but unfortunately I can't see what I want to see

"Lianmu should have arrived by now."

On Yunshu Lake, immortals and demons face each other, Ci Hua and Qing Shi sit with all the celestial chiefs of the immortal sect, and Yiyou and the city master of the demon realm confront them. Fan, crossed his legs, looked at Lian Mu from the north with complicated eyes

Lian Mu wore a green gown, a jasper hair crown, and looked at Qiong Jie with a smile in his light brown eyes, not at all angry at today's malicious banquet with hidden scheming

Ever since he came out of Chongwu that day, he knew that Cihua was on the side of Qiongjie, but he didn't expect that Jiu'e would also be involved in this matter

He apologized calmly, "Sorry, I'm late."

"As long as the Yaozun is willing to come, it's never too late," Ci Hua said indifferently, behind him a group of immortal elders are ready to move

Lian Mu smiled, and looked to the side of Moyu, and he was also in the same situation as Xianyu. He sighed and looked at Qiongjie, "Qioner, are you going to kill me?"

Poor Jie nodded

Lian Mu smiled lightly, "If they all fail, you should feel uncomfortable and feel guilty again, why don't you go back with me obediently, and I will let it go"

"Do you really think you can get away with it?" Ci Hua said coldly, "More than 1 years ago, you slaughtered the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and the Xihai Dragon Clan, and then blamed you on the poor and the poor. This crime cannot be punished!"

Cihua's voice fell to the ground, and the audience was in an uproar

Lian Mu sneered, and said contemptuously, "You mob really think you can kill me? Overestimate your strength!"

The coercion belonging to the gods unfolded overwhelmingly, and everyone who originally wanted to watch a good show fled away, far away from this land of right and wrong

The powers from the two domains of immortals and demons swarmed up and surrounded Lian Muqiqi.

After a while, Lian Mu realized something was wrong

Why is Qiong Jie not moving!Why doesn't he use a dust-free fan!

Then, he was even more horrified

Ci Hua didn’t hold Zhiyang Sword, Jiu E didn’t use Kun Wu, and Qing Shi didn’t use Kun Yu Belt.

He went straight to the poor

puppet?

It's a puppet!

Ci Hua, Qing Shi, and Jiu E are all puppets! ! !

This is a scam!

What are they going to do?

Lian Mu had a bad intuition in his heart, and his attacks became more and more ruthless

He is the most powerful god in the world, Cihua and Yiyou can only resist him even if they are both estimated, now that they are not here, both the immortal and demon realms are desperately entangled him

Without warning, Lian Mu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Joan!

Something happened to him!

Lian Mu panicked, and his reaction was a little slow

The feathered arrow piercing through the air hit Lianmu straight, and the long arrow made by the emperor Sangzhi pierced his back

Lian Mu frowned fiercely, and quickly pulled out the emperor mulberry branch. He was already a sign of madness, and his whole body was agitated.

"Where is the extreme?"

Everyone resisted desperately for another quarter of an hour. They were really exhausted and couldn't hold on.

"Where is the poor man!"

Lian Mu asked again

"Yao Guang", said before this

Lian Mu turned around and disappeared

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, it was nothing more than a narrow escape

The people in Xianyu looked at the puppets who were no different from Xianzun and Qing Shi, and were about to ask an explanation

Weiji held a sun-shooting bow, and walked forward in a dark red dress, "Before the king ascended, the two realms of immortals and demons will never fight. This is the blood oath Ci Hua made with our king before his death." "

He handed the Zhiyang Sword and the Kunyu Belt to Qidu, and left the ruins together with Pingyuan, Zhuyu and others

Yao Guang Shan

Yan Xiao was placed on the ground by Yiyou, with his back leaning against the tree trunk of Emperor Daughter Sang, and he sat on the ground obediently, pulling Yiyou's sleeve robe restlessly with his small hands

He smelled the smell of blood, which lingered around him and merged into the air, and spread around him. The Qiong Jie who was playing with him just now disappeared. In the quiet environment, except for the rustling of leaves, only he and Yiyou were left. breathing

"Good~"

Yi You knelt down on one knee in front of Yan Xiao, his voice was always gentle, and he didn't care whether Yan Xiao could hear him, he continued to say a lot of deceptive words, and finally leaned over and kissed Yan Xiao lightly

From the forehead to the eyes all the way down to the corner of the lips, finally bit Yan Xiao's soft lips lightly, and then pinched the soft flesh on the back of Yan Xiao's neck

"Good~"

Before the words fell, the sleeves that were originally being pulled were held tightly by someone in an instant.

I couldn't see anything in my foggy eyes, bitter tears kept falling from my eyes, one after another, my face was full of pain but I couldn't make a sound, I opened my mouth helplessly with heavy breathing, opening and closing no sound

Yiyou took a look, and sent the emperor mulberry branch in his hand forward again, and kissed the teardrops that kept overflowing from the corners of Yan Xiao's eyes with some distress

"Hey, it won't hurt in a while, don't cry"

Yi You held Yan Xiao's hand that was gradually losing strength and was about to hang down. It lost the warmth of the past and became colder.

Yan Xiao's face gradually became paler than Yi You's, and his eyelids slowly drooped, but when Yi You held her hand, he seemed to tremble slightly.

The lips that had lost their blood color opened and closed, but Yiyou still understood without saying a word. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she responded indifferently

"Well, I'm bad." After speaking, he plucked Yan Xiao's eyelashes again, "But don't say you hate me, don't be an example, do you understand, baby?"

As usual, he looks affectionate and affectionate, as if the dagger made by the emperor Sangzhi in the middle of Yan Xiao's chest does not exist

The process of bleeding to death is actually very long, and it is even more boring waiting for the murderous demon king

He maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee, or pinched Yan Xiao's warm cheek, or kneaded Yan Xiao's soft earlobe, but he never let go of the palm of Yan Xiao's left hand. The spiritual power passed into Yan Xiao's body from the palm of his hand

It's so pitiful, he can't bear to let his baby hurt too much

The bright red blood flows down the mulberry branches of the emperor, and it seems to be alive, spontaneously winding and slowly drawing an ancient and mysterious pattern.

Gradually connect with the other half of the blood-painted lines

Yan Xiao's forehead drooped powerlessly, and the warm blood flowed out of his body, leaving a cold body

The emperor mulberry that covered the sky and the sun is half dead, withered dead branches and withered mulberry leaves

The moment Lian Mu saw it, his eyes went dark, his legs became weak, and he almost fell to the ground

Qiong Jie leaned against the tree trunk, with his head hanging low, dry leaves fell from the top of his head, the emperor's mulberry branch was stuck in his heart, blood stained the surrounding black clothes even more deeply, the blood had already dried up, and lay on the ground Converged into a huge formation

Lian Mu looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The figures of Yi You and Yan Xiao had become phantoms that were ignored, only the lonely figure of Qiong Jie shone into his eyes

In a panic, he stumbled and ran towards Qiongjie

I don't know where to lose my usual calm and steady, and I sat down in front of Qiong Jie in a state of embarrassment.

His chest was heaving violently, his fingertips were trembling and he gently raised the poor face. There was no trace of blood on his face, his lips were white, his eyes were closed, and he was breathless.

"...Qione?...Qione?...Qione..."

As if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person, one sound, one sound, how gentle the voice is, how terrified is the heart

"Why are you so cold?" He hugged Poor Jie into his arms, hugged him tightly, and kept his body temperature gradually cooling down, kissed his forehead tenderly, and coaxed him, "Be good, Qionger, be good, Brother will keep you warm, it's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore..."

Yiyou pulled out the emperor mulberry branch from Yan Xiao's chest, and then hugged her horizontally, "Let's go, baby"

When passing by Lianmu, I took a look at his crazy appearance, afraid that he would be in trouble if he couldn't think about it for a while, and followed him, so I didn't have any sincerity to comfort him

"Don't worry, he won't die"

Guessing that Lian Mu won't be able to recover for a while, he explained to him caringly, "I put the coffin under the Shiyue Waterfall, remember to put him in, let's talk about it another day."