What can I do to save you and my scum

Lightning tore through the sky, and the wind was surging, and the entire Chuanyun Mountain was shrouded in a dark red blood light.

The two factions were killing people, and Shen Canglan's expression was stern, and he swung his arms and killed several demon cultivators in an instant.

However, a huge red light suddenly rose in the distance, and that direction seemed to be the innermost part of the Yunyun Mountain.

Blood Curse!Shen Canglan was shocked.

The shrill roar resounded through the whole earth, Xiao Lifeng disappeared instantly, Shen Canglan's expression tightened, and he hurriedly chased after him.

The air was full of oppression, and the huge bedroom was in a mess.

The demon guards in charge looked terrified, stared forward in dumbfounded, subconsciously touched the saber at their waist with their palms.

This... what is this thing? !

On the messy ground, a thin figure slowly climbed up. The man's hair was white, his clothes were messy, and the skin all over his body seemed to be shrouded in a strange bloody light.

And when he raised his head, his face was pale and pale, and his eyes were one blood red and the other golden, looking at you for a moment, like a ghost coming up from hell to take his life.

The guards were frightened and took several steps back.

The man got up tremblingly, and happened to have a bronze mirror standing in front of him.

The shadow of neither human nor ghost was reflected inside, and in an instant, a gust of wind surged in the bedroom.

In front of the bronze mirror, the man held his head in both hands in pain, a mark in the shape of a blood drop faintly appeared on his forehead, and behind him, there were actually nine huge snow-white tails floating.

what------

Qin Huaifang held her head and screamed.

Suddenly, as if he was going crazy, he raised his chair and slammed it hard at the bronze mirror. The sawdust splashed and wiped his cheeks, and a bloodstain flowed out of a bright red liquid, which was particularly shocking on his snow-white skin.

It was as if a storm had blown through my mind, and the images of the past appeared in front of my eyes frame by frame, and then disappeared in an instant.

A lot of things are lost in my mind, like fine sand tightly held in a fist, passing away bit by bit.

Tan Huaifang staggered, the blood on the front of his forehead flashed red, and he covered his head in pain.

"Go home...go home..." Tan Huaifang murmured suddenly.

Then, like a madman, he rushed out of the room and ran towards the back mountain desperately.

At this moment, his expression is slack, his eyes are empty, and he looks scary from a distance, especially the white skin that is different from ordinary people and the ferocious nine tails behind him.

The black waves surged under the venomous abyss of ten thousand snakes, and the stench of cold-blooded animals rushed to the tip of his nose. He seemed to be able to clearly see the cold scales and venomous fangs of those things.

Qin Huaifang didn't hesitate, he climbed to the highest point of the mountain and stood on the top of the cliff.

The wind scrambled into his ears, Qin Huaifang stared into the distance, the unrealistic clouds and mountains were like a dream.

Strangeness, fear, sadness, doubt, all kinds of emotions appeared in his eyes.

This was never where he should be, he had to go back.

But why did he come to this place?

It seemed that something had disappeared from his mind.

The headache is splitting, the heart is convulsing, and it seems that many important things have been forgotten.

There was only one thing, Tan Huaifang's eyes suddenly became firm.

He took a trembling step forward, and suddenly there was a harsh and frightened shout from behind him.

"Qin Huaifang—"

Hearing this voice, Qin Huaifang flinched instinctively, and the scene of physical intertwining a few days ago came to mind again.

——Look, we are tightly bound together.

——Call?Why not? !

——Master's back is so tight.

—You can never, ever escape!

Tan Huaifang shook his head desperately, trying to get rid of this embarrassing memory, but those memories were like tarsal maggots, echoing in his mind over and over again.

At that time, the conversation between the two, every movement of the other party, and even every reaction of him.

"Do you dare to take another step—" Xiao Li's eyes were red in a hurry, and he rushed up the mountain at a high speed, and was about to pull Tan Huaifang back from the edge of the cliff in a flash.

"Don't come here!" Tan Huaifang retreated in a hurry, there was no way behind her, a few stones under her feet were loose, Qin Huaifang's body suddenly tilted, and she almost fell.

"Don't move! Don't move!" Xiao Lifeng's heart stopped in fright, and the fear from his limbs made him feel cold all over his body. His lips kept trembling, and his voice was hoarse: "I won't go, you Don't move around—"

Below that is Wansheyuan, where tens of thousands of poisonous insects and snakes inhabit, people with spiritual power can survive even if they fall, not to mention Tan Huaifang whose pill has been shattered.

There must be no bones left, no place to bury the dead.

"Let's come down and talk, shall we?" Xiao Lifeng wiped the corners of his eyes, tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth, trying to show a warm smile, but it was ugly as hell.

Qin Huaifang's strange eyes looked over quickly, there were too many emotions in them, among which hatred and disgust were the fiercest.

Xiao Lifeng was stung by his eyes, his fingertips trembled, and he didn't dare to say a word.

After a while, Qin Huaifang withdrew all her eyes without any hesitation or nostalgia.

However, Xiao Lifeng suddenly found that, compared to loathing and hating, he couldn't stand this kind of attitude of turning a blind eye and completely dismissing it.

As if back in Muyun City, he stared at Tan Huaifang as if looking up to a god, but the other party refused to give him even half a look.

"I'm leaving, this is not the place I should be." Tan Huaifang said lightly, his eyes looked into the distance, as if he was looking at something illusory.

"I am going home."

Xiao Lifeng tried his best to suppress the blood churning in his body, his tone was gentle, but his eyes were bloody: "You want to go back to Mount Qing, okay, I will accompany you."

"Just like before."

"Let's go back to how we were before, shall we?"

"Is that all right, Master?"

Tan Huaifang suddenly laughed, his blood red lips curled up in a sarcasm, and his knife-sharpened face instantly turned bright purple and red. He closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice:

"Back to the past, how to go back to the past?"

He raised his eyes and stared coldly at Xiao Lifeng: "I am now like a human being, a ghost or a ghost, isn't it just in line with your wishes?"

Xiao Lifeng's expression froze in an instant, and his heart ached a lot.

"Master?" Qin Huaifang mocked, "I have never been your master."

The gusty wind was blowing, and the hem of Tan Huaifang's clothes was scattered by the wind, and the snow-white hair fluttered, revealing a series of bright red ambiguous marks on his neck, which was shocking.

Shen Canglan and Lu Xing'er broke through the siege all the way, seeing the scene at this time, his heart was about to burst!

"He is your master—" Lu Xing'er burst into tears, "How could you treat him like this? Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?!"

Shen Canglan's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed forward like a lightning bolt with his sword in hand. Xiao Lifeng was burning with anger at this moment, and the two immediately fought desperately like sworn enemies.

Because of a narrow escape in the Juling Canyon, Shen Canglan gained an epiphany, broke through the Nascent Soul and advanced to the distraction stage, after a few moves, he even tied with Xiao Lifeng.

In the end, Honglian Yehuo was even better.

The faint purple in Xiao Lifeng's hands was shining, and he surrounded Shen Canglan in an instant.

How could Qin Huaifang not know how powerful this Youhuo is, and she angrily reprimanded: "Xiao Lifeng, you dare to touch him!"

Xiao Lifeng's eyes were dim, and he said in a deep voice, "I won't hurt him, come to your side."

Qin Huaifang took a step back.

Xiao Lifeng's face became more and more gentle, but the black lotus that had covered his cheeks betrayed his furious mood at this moment.

"Come by my side." Xiao Lifeng stretched out his hand, his voice bewitching: "Come here, I will let them go."

"And Lan Yun, don't you love him very much?"

"Be good, come to my side, okay?"

The author has something to say:

In case some people don't understand, let me explain:

Master became like this, not because he became a nine-tailed fox, but because he was under the blood curse of Hu Qingqing.

[From an ordinary person to a monster, the system is destroyed, and the memory is lost bit by bit. 】

The appearance is the kind of very monster, very monster, the kind that you feel like a monster at first glance, it is difficult for people to accept.

But don't worry, our master is still very beautiful.

I just read the comments, and some friends’ comments have been deleted by the system, maybe the words “Koukouqun” are forbidden words/(ㄒoㄒ)/