When Xiaobai meets the fox demon

"You use him as a stand-in, how are they alike?" Ai Cao's hand suddenly pointed at A Luo's face, and his cold voice added sternness: "Is it this human skin portrait?"

"Ai Cao, don't talk nonsense."

Xun Mo raised the Cold Moon Sword to face him, which only deepened Ai Cao's suspicion.He looked at A Luo and said quietly: "I have no body, no hair, no face, do you think I will look very similar in this human skin?"

Mugwort's eyes lingered on A Luo's face, as if he cherished A Luo very much, then he looked at Xun Mo and said, "Mo, I can do it too, if you like, I can put on his human skin and you can wear it." Be your puppet."

A Luosha was so shocked that his face paled. He glanced at Ai Cao, and then looked at Xun Mo: The two of them were originally together, so what about the love between him and Xun Mo?

Memories are like messy hair, you have to cut your heart with pain, cut it sharply, and then you can see it clearly!Aluo had a splitting headache, he let go of Xun Mo's hand, but Xun Mo grabbed him back in an instant.

Xun Mo held A Luo's hand in front of him, looked at Ai Cao with clear eyes and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Ai Cao. I have never been able to tell the difference. But at this moment, I know who I love." The puppet is my relative, and I can't forget him from everything in my childhood. Even though A Luo's shadow is very similar to him, there is only one I love, and I love A Luo."

The cold laughter spread from the moxa-like face, it sounded like a nighthawk's laugh, and I don't know who's heart was hurt.

"Okay, I'll help you all." Ai Cao suddenly turned her head and shouted at the eight ghosts: "Do it, bring back Montenegro!"

The body of the talking wormwood suddenly soared into the air, and the eight soldiers who charged forward rushed forward.Some of the shadows in their bodies are iron nails, some are iron knives, and some are iron hooks... If each of the shadows rests on a string, it will shoot an arrow immediately.

The eight directions on the ground were sealed off, and the night watchman was above the head, almost cutting off the thought of escaping.The blood hidden under the face of the iceberg was flowing frantically, and the speed of the heartbeat was not slow.Xun Mo raised the Hanyue Sword, even if he had a narrow escape, he would have to fight hard.

Several streams of Yin Qi rushed towards the two people in the middle with hissing sounds, Xun Mo Hanyue sword moved suddenly, the speed of the sword was as fast as light, intercepted, and then intercepted... There were three in total, and one was missing The blocked iron hook pierced his arm, what else?

Suddenly, the foggy figures of the eight underworld spirits were blown away in front of Xun Mo's eyes.The eight azimuths were empty in an instant, and the eight underworld spirits were scattered.

There is only one possibility!Xun Mo looked up at the wormwood: "You are crazy."

"They should have died a long time ago, just like me." The wormwood fell from the air like a fallen leaf, and he stared at Xun Mo and said, "They are dead, why do I still exist here after knowing?"

"I don't want to know." Xun Mo's cold brows tightened suddenly, and he pushed A Luo back.

"You have to know."

The wormwood approached Xun Mo, and Xun Mo pushed A Luo back step by step.If you can see Ai Cao's face clearly, you will find that his expression has already been distorted.

"Why have you been friends with me since you arrived in Montenegro? Why did you give me warmth, but show coldness to others? Why did you give me the feeling of love, but then take it away?" Ai Cao has a strong voice, step by step.

There was almost no way to retreat, Xun Mo turned his head slightly, and retreated in the direction of the door.

He didn't want to answer Ai Cao's words, either he was crazy or he was crazy.

"I am a poor person, so there must be something to hate." Wormwood's voice is no longer indifferent at the beginning, they are like water in a kettle, gradually heating up: "I have worked so hard to find you, why don't you Huanxi? I ​​killed Mingling for you, why don’t you give me a word of thanks? I just want to be with you in my life, how can you refuse?”

His voice became hotter and hotter: "Tonight is not a happy event between you and him, but between me and you. I am very happy. What about you?" Ai Cao bent down and picked up the lost red silk.The red on the red silk rested on his misty hands, like the fire of hell.

"I will not give up on A Luo, there is absolutely no possibility for me to be with you." The light reflected on Xun Mo's face was a cold white, and he looked at him without any emotion in his eyes.The Hanyue Sword shone brightly in his hand, and the blade pointed directly at the wormwood: "We can do it now!"

After being stared at like that, Ai Cao knew that it was over between them, and any relationship was over.Holding the water and the moon in the hand, the water will flow away from the fingers, and the moon has never been in the hand.

The only one who can keep him?Ai Cao raised his hand, and he made a final effort: "Although I am a night watchman, you can't beat me!"

"know."

"I've never missed a shot, and it's always a fatal move!"

"know."

"You still haven't surrendered me!"

"Nonsense!" With a flash of light from Han Yuejian's sword, he took the lead in the attack, as fast as a ray of light, and the sharp point of the sword went straight to Ming Ling's heart and soul.

The two leaves in the wormwood body rushed out like lightning, one towards Hanyue Sword, and the other towards Xun Mo.

Even if the body is protected by spiritual power, it will also be pierced by the leaves of wormwood, because the leaves are tempered by the Black Mountain Demon King himself from the land of the Nine Nethers. If the fairy is hit, the Nascent Soul will also be shattered.

Xun Mo slapped his palm backwards and sent A Luo out of the door.The hissing sound of the blade piercing through the air was already in front of him, and it only had time to lean sideways, and the blade penetrated him as desired.The yin and qi of Jiuyou quickly dispersed in the body, and the whole body immediately felt like being pierced by a poisoned steel needle.The pain was so painful that he couldn't make a sound, the blood rushed to his eyes, and his vision suddenly blurred.

His hands scratched suddenly: Where's Arlo?Where is his puppet?He died, and he will die in their arms.He stumbled and moved a step, but fell in an instant, and he knew he would never get up again.

His hands danced empty, and he could no longer see anything.

Ai Cao knelt on the ground, staring at Xun Mo bewilderedly.He stretched out his hand, just looking at Xun Mo's hand, passed through his misty palm several times, but couldn't touch anything.

Memories start from flashbacks, like a movie that flies through my mind frame by frame, those killings, those hazes... all the evils were quickly emptied.There are catkins fluttering outside the hall, the setting sun is about to set, and the hot summer wind makes them restless at all.

"Come back, it's time for dinner." The puppet called him from the hall.

Little Xun Mo turned his head, the gilded light reflected on his face, he smiled innocently in the light and shadow: "I want to wait for the flowers to bloom." The moment he turned his head, a pool of lotus blossomed as if waiting for him.

"We will sit here all the time, waiting for the cool wind to blow, and waiting for the night to come." Seeing that he refused to come back, the puppet had to go down to the side of the pool, hold the little him and sit in his arms, so he pointed innocently. Looking at a pool of lotus, he said to his puppet seriously: "We want to be together forever."

Memories, like a movie, freeze the picture at the end.

It turns out that death is like this, why didn't I know earlier.Little Xun Mo leaned into the puppet's arms and fell asleep quietly.From then on, I am no longer a monster created by the king, but a child of a puppet.

What you want and you are always separated in two worlds, and they will never see each other forever.Pain is like the air around me, passing through my heart all the time.Wormwood was leaning against the wall, how could he be powerless, he was a ghost?However, his misty figure wanted to collapse on the ground at any time, and went with the person on the ground.

The Black Mountain Demon King once said: If I can't get it, I will destroy it too!

Now I did it, I killed him and I killed love too!A frantic thought swirled in his heart and soul: So, I am the same kind as the Black Mountain Demon King!

"Hee hee, hurry up, hurry up!" Mr. Zhongshan kept urging.

"Shut up!" Hu Yuchen walked along the path on the floating island with A Luo on his back.

They had been lurking outside Pixiang Temple, and the moment Aluo was pushed out, he caught him.It's just that Arlo no longer remembered him, so he had to knock him out.

Overgrown wormwood and wild vines are like layers of obstacles, blocking their way.And he dared not use magic weapons to fly in the air, for fear that the spirits of the underworld would catch up.Hu Yuchen used all his spiritual power to speed up. When he was so concentrated, a strange idea came to his mind: If A Luo knew that they dared not fly, he would definitely say with disgust, what kind of broken horn is directly flying? After it was smashed, it was re-tempered into a bell for dogs to wear.

He imagined the corners of Arlo's mouth twitching, and a gentle smile appeared on his tense face.

Mr. Zhongshan coiled on top of his head was like a worm in his stomach, and said again: "Hee hee, what are you laughing at? The original smart people will become stupid. If Ming Ling catches up, we will be finished."

Urge, if you urn again, I will throw you out!Hu Yuchen jumped over a clump of cattail grass, and the water bank was in front of him.

The miscellaneous reeds are covered with a layer of silver light by the moonlight, and the boundless water surrounds the floating island as far as the eye can see. However, those who are in a hurry are in the mood to taste the beautiful scenery.Mr. Zhongshan swayed the high-hanging rope like a sentinel overlooking, and after a while he commanded: "Hee hee, the boat is there."

When Hu Yuchen moved a little slower, he scolded him again: "Hehe, idiot, I'm about to be fooled by your bastard!"

Hu Yuchen untied the cable angrily, pushed the boat until it fell into the water, and jumped on board.He grabbed Mr. Zhongshan with a hand, and sneered: "Do you need me to take you down?" He stretched out his hand over the side of the boat, and as long as he pressed his hand down, Mr. Zhongshan would become a drowned chicken on the rope.

"Hee hee, let go, don't make trouble!" Although Mr. Zhongshan is not afraid, but the water is very close, he doesn't want to take a cold shower on a spring night in April, so his tone is tactful: "Hee hee, run for your life important!"

Of course escaping is important, Hu Yuchen just wanted to anger him, so he shrank his arms, and he threw Mr. Zhongshan heavily beside A Luo who was still in a coma.

The sound of gurgling oars breaks the lonely water surface in an instant, and the boat is like an arrow flying out, so fast that it only flies close to the water surface.The splash of water on the side of the boat is the streamer of dark night flying down from the surface of the oars, and a few occasional drops splashed on A Luo.

Hu Yuchen looked anxiously at A Luo's face, and asked Mr. Zhongshan in the cabin: "Why is he still awake?"

Wake up, what's the use?He doesn't recognize you.If Mr. Zhongshan could roll his eyes, he would definitely give it to the fox demon for free.