The Top Villainess Wants to Whitewash

Mo Xiu withdrew his icy gaze, flung his robe and disappeared in place, and the young Taoist priest stunned in shock.

"Who?! Why are you so tempered?" The young Taoist muttered displeased, patted the dust behind him, and then lifted his foot to leave.

With the assistance of three people, Liang Yin arrived at the dangerous place earlier than budgeted.

There was a cloud of darkness here, and the peaks interspersed between the black clouds were blurred.

But you can still see that at the highest point of the cliff, there is a fiery red soul condensing flower.

The flower was like a flame, as if it was burning quietly.

"It really is here!"

Liang Yin's eyes brightened suddenly, but before they even left, the earth trembles suddenly.

The dry and cracked ground suddenly cracked open like a spider web.

The gloomy skeleton frame all came out from the ground.

Liang Yin only feels his feet tight!

Suddenly lowered her head, she saw Bai Sensen's skeleton pinching her ankle.

She picked her long sword, cut it off, and swept towards the edge of the cliff.

There are more and more skeletons, like evil spirits from hell, with a corrupting spirit

Although very strong, these things are not enough to see in front of Mo Xiu and Yuren.

Although the young Taoist's strength value is a bit weak, there are still two brushes in the spirit of Taoism.

In this place where evil spirits crisscross, it is not too difficult.

Everyone rushed to the mountains, ready to go straight up the mountain to take the soul flower.

There was a loud noise!

The towering mountain suddenly collapsed, and rocks continued to fall.

The sudden evil spirit overwhelmed the sky, as if it could swallow people in an instant.

Mo Xiu's face changed suddenly.

not good! Why does this thing wake up at this time? !

"Quick! Go back!"

Before the Moxiu's words fell, I saw a hill-like three-headed magic flood from the mountain.

This demon scorpion was red all over, and the suffocating suffocation could corrode a large area of ​​mountains in an instant.

"What the **** is this?!"

The young Taoist priests were shocked, and they had no resistance in the face of such a powerful atmosphere of monsters.

When the cool sound on the side turned his head, he recognized the terrifying three-headed giant flood.

bad! Is the legend true? A place of danger, sleeping ancient beasts? !

Mo Xiu slammed his robe board abruptly, and a black wind swept across.

In an instant, the demon cultivator who was standing there was gone, but what appeared was a black demon flood like a hill.

Mo Jiao was completely dark, with devil-like horns on his head, and his eyes were red.

In an instant, the two parties fought.

Liang Yin and the young Taoist priest on the side were stunned. They didn't expect that the body of the demon cultivator was so huge.

But Yuren already knew what magic cultivation was, so his expression didn't change much.

Almost all the surrounding hills were broken.

He was dodging to deal with those Xiao Luoluo's cool voices, and his face changed suddenly when he saw the soul flower on the cliff planted with the soil.

As long as the Soul Ning Flower hits the ground, it will dissipate instantly.

Liang Yin galloped up, just about to receive the soul flower in the air, another snake head of the three giant floodwater suddenly emerged from the cliff.

But at this moment, if Liang Yin let go and avoided the attack of the spicy snake head, the soul condensing flower would fall to the ground and dissipate.

I thought of Nangong Lianxi, who was still lying in the ice coffin, whose life or death was uncertain.

Liang Yin held the Ninghunhua without hesitation.

A large shadow is approaching, and there is no time to look back with a strong smell of cool sound, the big open mouth of the snake head has enveloped her whole body.

At this critical moment, Mo Xiu who was fighting turned directly to save Liang Yin.

Although Liang Yin was saved, the other two snake heads of the ancient demon scorpion attacked directly behind Mo Lixiu.

Mo Xiu fell heavily to the ground, and the surrounding rocks collapsed and raised clouds of dust.

The three snake heads of the monster attacked again, and Liang Yin was unable to unfold the lotus in his hands.

At this moment, the young Taoist priest yelled anxiously: "Auntie! I will protect Ninghunhua!"

This is the only way for the present!

Liang Yin stepped out and gave the Soul Concentration Flower to the young Taoist priest for safekeeping.

Then he fought with the Ancient Demon Flood Dragon.

After a while, the cool sound was scarred, and the magic repair of the demon's body trembled as he looked at the small figure blocking him.

At the moment when he saw that Liang Yin was about to be swallowed, Mo Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly and burst into a fight with the three Demon Flood Dragons.

The Shark had also helped kill the three Demon Flood Dragons before, and there were too many ghosts around him, he couldn't get out of his body and help again.

The dust was flying, and the cool voice that got up from the ground, looked at the soul flower in the hands of the young Taoist priest not far away, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and swallowed the sweet blood in his mouth:

"Cen Xi, thank you just now."

Before Liang Yin's voice fell, he saw the young Taoist priest not far away. Suddenly, the whole body was caught in a violent wind, and the gap in the space began to appear.

The violent wind surged, Cenxi's **** robe was blown by the strong black wind around him.

"My aunty, sorry."

Liang Yin couldn't see his expression clearly, but he seemed to understand something in an instant, his face suddenly changed:

"Cenxi!"

Liangyin's pupils shrank abruptly, and he slammed into the air before taking off.

She fell heavily to the ground, the wounds all over her body were constantly overflowing with blood, but he didn't seem to feel it.

It was as if he had been pumped out of the soul, his eyes were hollow and scary.

...

The dark night of the demon spirit is as thick as ink.

The magic repair man in an ink cloak sat leaning against the white flower tree at the table, expressionless.

The shark standing under the tree, looking at the bamboo house with lights not far away, pressed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with distress.

The man lying in the hotel must be someone who respects very importantly, but unfortunately...

in the room.

The flickering lights went out on the table.

At this moment, the handsome man lying in the ice coffin became more and more transparent, with a little fluorescence floating around him.

This is the beginning of the collapse of the soul.

"Yin'er, I feel so sleepy..."

"It's fine to sleep." Liang Yin held Nangong Lianxi's palm shaking slightly.

She had a smile on her face, her eyes flushed, and she was holding back tears.

Nangong Lianxi, lying in the ice coffin, looked at the woman next to the hotel with gentle eyes, with a bitter smile on her lips.

"Yin'er... I seem to have had a long dream." I dreamed that you were born as a man, and that you are my apprentice...you...you are not in love with me.

Also... never loved me.

"Nangong Lianxi..." Liang Yin couldn't hold back anymore, sobbing.

"Don't cry, I don't want to see your tears the last..." Nangong Lianxi gently wiped off the tears on Liang Yin's face, speaking less and less:

"Yin'er... Human beings cannot be resurrected from death, but it is the destiny. Forget me, and live well."

"I don't want..." Liangyin's eyes were red, and tears fell like a broken thread.

"Yin'er, do you remember the game you played with in Profound Sky Sect in the past? Let's close our eyes together, and whoever finds out first will lose."

"...Okay." Liang Yin trembled and covered his face with his hands.

I did not find the handsome man lying in the ice coffin, and his eyes were full of dismay and sorrow.

There was no crystal teardrop in the corner of the man's eyes, falling into the ink hair.

"Yin'er, I count to three, and you open your eyes again, don't be shameless..."

"three……"

"two……"

The quiet male voice disappeared, and the silent needle drop in the room could be heard.　　 The girl who didn't wait for the last cry finally couldn't help crying.