Flashy Dream of Thunderbolt

In the center of the dark blue magic circle, a hexagram rotates rapidly counterclockwise, and gemstones for sacrifices are placed in eight directions of the magic circle.The power of darkness is like a tornado, violently trying to tear everything apart in the center of the magic circle.

Yuejiaozi mobilized the evil power of the ghost clan to help Xian Lingxi protect the formation on the outside. This force was too strong, almost breaking through the barrier Xian Lingxi had set up in advance.

As time went by, the dark force became more and more overwhelming, and Xian Lingxi inside the formation also frowned.

This power is more than [-]%.

"Yixi Haitang, I gave you the ability of immortality, but you are still extremely fragile. I can't understand human feelings..."

The god of death has not yet formed, his words came out of the twisted darkness, and there was an unspeakable sadness at the bottom of the coldness.

The enchantment began to tremble, and Xian Lingxi had to free up a hand to suppress the furious power of the god of death.This force is like a lion in a tin box, always wanting to tear up the prison.

"I foresaw death, and I foresaw that as a god, I would become weak. The prophecy of the god was fulfilled, and that girl of the human race made me lose the persistence of the god."

Because the memory was gathering, the god of death began to tell all the things he cared about when he was alive.Resurrecting the god of death does not require Xian Lingxi to prepare his body, his power can be shaped by himself when his soul gathers.

"Beautiful woman, you fooled me. I placed all the chess pieces, but you disappeared. No one can escape my control. Thousands of years, ten thousand years, I will always come back, and you will want to see me again."

Hearing that the god of death was still thinking about her, Xian Lingxi stuck out her tongue.It has to be said that the title of God of Destiny is worthy of his name.

"Ahem..." The power rushed violently, Xian Lingxi missed and didn't stop it, Yuejiaozi knelt on one knee, his throat smelled of blood, and the corners of his lips bleed.

The formation was unstable in an instant, and it was trivial to be discovered, but if Yue Jiaozi's life was involved, it would be troublesome.In order to stabilize this force, Xian Lingxi made a decisive decision, cut her wrist with her nails, and blessed the formation with the power of blood.

The crumbling formation was instantly shrouded in blood.

Xian Lingxi looked at Yuejiaozi with concern, and asked, "Are you okay, sorry, I didn't expect that Death God's power could recover so much."

Yuejiaozi clutched his chest, his blue hair was blown away by the force, his expression became horrific, he who had been pursuing strength was injured on the periphery.Is this why he has been unable to control his own destiny?He must make himself stronger!

"It's okay, you...are you not injured." His gaze was fixed on Xian Lingxi's wrist.

Xian Lingxi's self-healing ability is very fast, and in a short time, there is only a pink line left on the wound.

"It's okay." Xian Lingxi shook her head, then smiled again: "Don't worry about me, my recovery ability is very strong."

"Is it your wish to let the god of death come again?"

"Probably." Xian Lingxi looked at the faint power of thunder in the dark atmosphere in the already stable enchantment, and analyzed: "In the words of the sky, he respects the god of death very much. If he is resurrected, he will probably come back. To the country of the dead. If the god of death returns, it would be great if the heavens would not have the desire to invade the plight."

"Ha, naive." Yuejiaozi stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, came to Xian Lingxi and said, "The kingdom of death will inevitably invade the poor world, not only that, but the other world hidden in the dark is surrounded by the demon world." The gathering places connected to the pagoda are all hidden dangers."

"Phew, now that Su Zhenzhen and Ye Xiaochai are circling on the stage, I don't know where a page of the book went." The gift she prepared for a page of the book has not had a chance to be given out yet.

Yuejiaozi asked unintentionally: "You admire a page of the book? He is just a monk, and he has no deterrent power left after losing the Eight Dragon Divine Fire. What do you care so much about?"

"Because he is merciful." Xian Lingxi tilted her head, seeing the impatience in Yue Jiaozi's eyes, she asked sharply, "Do you hate a page of a book?"

Yuejiaozi looked at her innocent but transparent green eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and said frivolously, "I was worried that you would be seduced by Monk Hua, but I heard that when Yiyingshu just debuted, how did the martial arts people come to you?" Speaking of him, those people said that one page of a book willow eyebrows and star eyes, and you can pretend to be an oiran by wearing women's clothes. These days, monks are not very serious people, so I don't need to pay more attention. You are so beautiful, if you make the monk move What about Fanxin?"

The seemingly joking words were full of malice.

Xian Lingxi felt a little uncomfortable listening: "What's so good about the words of those monsters? They just say it, whether it's praise or slander, it's true that a one-page book can accompany Su in the rivers and lakes until now. Falling down because of a few irresponsible words from others."

The more arrogant just doesn't like a single page of books, and as a very gentleman, he can't show his dislike, so as the more arrogant, he would be happy to use someone else's words to slander him maliciously.

I just can't understand the way she holds a book like this.

"It's you." Xian Lingxi glared at Yue Jiaozi, her round eyes were really cute: "You are also a person of the ghost clan with a head and a face, and you have to be bad if you are bad. You can talk nonsense, how about you?" Do you doubt my character or hate righteousness? One page of the book has already cut off all emotions and six desires. In his eyes, all beings are one, unlike ordinary men who are superficially obsessed with appearance. From now on, don’t talk nonsense, and keep your demeanor.”

"Why?" Yue Jiaozi raised his eyebrows, pinched Xian Lingxi's chin and said forcefully: "I just hate his hypocritical appearance, talking about common people every day, heh, a hypocrite tearing up the halo of destiny. Besides, I have never been a good person, otherwise, can you think of me when you do bad things?"

"You..." Xian Lingxi wanted to refute, but the words were not well organized, which gave Yue Jiaozi the upper hand.

"How about me?" Yuejiaozi proudly pinched Xianlingxi's swollen face, and in an instant, a artificial blush appeared on her fair face.

"You...well, you are a rascal, a disciple, a tongue-in-cheek, a monster..." Xian Lingxi used all the critical words that he could think of to criticize Yue Jiaozi.

In the end, the more arrogant she said, "You're such a good girl, she can't even swear, do you want me to teach you?"

Xian Lingxi blinked her eyes.

Yuejiaozi pressed against her ear with a playful heart, he brushed aside the broken hair next to her ear gracefully, parted his thin lips lightly, and slowly uttered the word "*"

"Crack." Responding, Xian Lingxi punched Yue Jiaozi on the nose, and in an instant, she heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.

Seeing Yuejiaozi clutching her nose, Xian Lingxi shook her hands and looked at him indifferently, "I don't know how to curse, but I can beat people, and when necessary, I can kill people. "

Yuejiaozi with a broken nose: "..." Bow your head shyly as you imagined?What about beating your chest with a small fist in your imagination?What about the imaginary Jiaochen calling the villain?

Xian Lingxi doesn't care what he's thinking, she's not a conservative person, but she's definitely not frivolous: "Don't talk nonsense here, my relationship with you is not so good. Oh, and ,By the way, I warn you, I am very defensive, anyone who speaks bad things about Bingxian, Suzhenzhen, Very Jun, Yiyingshu, Ye Xiaochai, etc. in front of me, I will beat him."

Yuejiaozi feels that the greatest comfort at this moment is that there is still a very gentleman in the long list of names, and he feels that his identity can retire.

Chasing girls or something, it is still suitable to follow the gentle gentleman's route of very gentleman.Although the effect is mediocre, but ... safety first.

"It seems that you don't want to learn." Yuejiaozi with a bruised nose kept his demeanor very well, and did not change his face: "I have to go back to deal with my nose. The Boqing Museum is full of different teachings and mixed personnel. I miss you I don't want others to know that I know you."

"Wait a minute." Xian Lingxi threw "Basic Space Transfer Theory" over, raised her chin and said, "The technique of space transfer, the last time I saw you use it, I should have learned it by myself. You are very smart. But some places still need basic theory, otherwise, it is easy for the enemy to take advantage of it on the battlefield."

Yue Jiaozi held the book between his hands, and when he saw the title of the book, the corners of his mouth rose.He has never found this book in the study room of Huameng Pavilion, it turned out to be in her possession.Yuejiaozi is very interested in space transfer, not because this kind of technique is advanced, but because he needs to penetrate the secrets of Tianjiao and Xuanzun's mausoleum.

And at the moment when Yuejiaozi received the book and hadn't had time to leave, the dark forces belonging to the god of death accelerated to gather, and the violent breath was like a violent storm, shaking the shaking tables, chairs and benches.Even if there is an enchantment to isolate it, the weather outside is also affected, and the clouds are dense.The body of the god of death was covered by the evil spirit. After a thousand years, the eyes opened, like a black hole absorbing all the light.

There was only endless emptiness in his eyes, and the moment he turned his face to Xian Lingxi, he raised his right hand and said, "You arrogant man, you and I have met again."

Yuejiaozi didn't look back, he wasn't going to intervene in this matter.

"Evil ghost wearing a mask? Why did you leave in such a hurry? Things are getting more and more interesting, baby, aren't you going to join the game?" The god of death seemed to be interested in Yuejiaozi.

Yuejiaozi looked back, he didn't wear a ghost mask, and there was something in the death myth, and he was calm and unhurried: "I was scratched by a wayward cat on my nose, of course I have to go to see a doctor."

"Oh, Yue Jiaozi, is your nose okay? What can you do to mess with the cat? Let me help you heal it." Xian Lingxi still cherishes and remembers Yuyu, she walked over pretending that she didn't know anything, hypocritical She pressed Yue Jiaozi's nose to help him recover, and then warned him not to talk nonsense with his eyes.

There was a smile on Yuejiaozi's lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, he took her hand and put it on his lips and kissed: "It's not serious, the girl is really kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and this must be the reason why the high-ranking dead country God is interested."

She was really embarrassed to use the word kindness on her.

The author has something to say:

Guess what Yuejiaozi said?ヽ(￣ω￣(￣ω￣〃)ゝ

Originally, I wanted the heroine to like the aggression of Yue Jiaozi, and then she was greedy for the gentleness of the very gentleman, and finally hated why she fell in love with two people at the same time.

However, the heroine's force value is set too high, so it's not easy to interact with Yuejiaozi. (T_T)