Fall in love with you 630book, the fastest update of Sweet Honey as Ashes as Frost My heart felt cold and my fingertips trembled slightly.
"As expected."
He quickly hugged me tightly with one hand, and put his pale lips close to my ears.
His thin lips gently opened and closed to brush against the ear.
"It turns out that the purpose of your trip today is here.
The water god is Netherworld."
The Demon King threatened him, and the Emperor of Heaven was furious.
In order to rescue the Water God, he had to attack the Demon Realm on a large scale and lead the righteous army to do justice for Heaven."
"Look, what a perfect excuse.
The people's will is the direction of justice.
Xu Feng sighed to himself that it is so far away."
He took my earlobe in his mouth and repeatedly rubbed it affectionately with the tip of his tongue.
Finally, he bit it open.
A drop of warm blood slowly slid down my side.
"It's a pity that I disappoint you.
I have been prepared for a long time.
Millions of ghosts in the Netherworld will be preparing for war day and night, just waiting for this moment."
He raised his head, a bloodthirsty smile bloomed on this almost unbelievable perfect face, with bright red lips. , spit out two words neatly, and landed with a clang.
"challenge" The Forgotten River is boundless, the water has no trace, and the soul is endless.
Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.
With water in his clothes, the Emperor of Heaven is dressed in pure white clothes, standing with his hands behind his back.
Behind him are the thirty-six heavenly generals from the heaven.
Countless heavenly soldiers are coming on the clouds.
The magic weapon in his hand is cold and cold, reflecting the scorching sun at noon, which makes people unable to look directly. .
At the other end of the Forgotten River, he stood at the ferry, hunting for his red robes flying wildly, making the dark clouds rise and fall, and the scorching sun dimming.
Yama from the ten palaces went into battle in person, the demons and demons were waiting for the commander's orders, and the ghost generals and demon soldiers Kui Kui Sui Sui.
Except for the flying clouds and the whistling wind, there is no sound or movement.
In the silence, a heavy evil spirit is slowly brewing bit by bit.
I was placed on a large, open ebony chair, and the surrounding furnishings were extremely luxurious.
Long tassels flowed down along the back of the chair, like a woman's gentle hair, rising and falling in the clouds.
Fu Piaofei stretches.
I stretched out my hand to grab a handful, and watched in bewilderment as they slipped from between my fingers.
The delicate touch penetrated my almost paralyzed heart.
It was only two steps away from him, but further away than across a river of forgetfulness.
I looked at him, he looked at him, and he looked at me.
What a ridiculous, weird reincarnation.
"Runyu came here today not to fight, but to take back the Water God."
The Emperor of Heaven finally spoke first, his eyes that were cleansed from all mundane things fixedly looking at me.
What was hidden in his eyes was actually anxiety, loss and deep feelings.
I am deeply uncertain, but how could it be possible that he will never be understood, with all his wits hidden?
"Oh" Phoenix hummed softly, raised its long and narrow phoenix eyes with authority, and spoke in a long and leisurely voice like a Qiang flute, echoing among the waving flags, "What if I don't let you go?"
The iron beast next to the Emperor of Heaven stamped its hooves, raised its head angrily and snorted.
He tightened the reins in his hands and said calmly: "In this case, we can only be polite first and then fight."
Phoenix looked up to the sky and smiled, "Why bother talking, as you wish" Under the autumn sky, a drum beat in the sky, a trumpet sounded, and mournful pipes moved.
There were countless armor and horses of the three armies, but they saw mountains of silver covering the sky.
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As if it was just a mistake, the killing was like a kicked over jar of wine in the silence, and the blood poured out and dispersed in an instant.
The Forgotten River is no longer peaceful as before.
For a moment, on the river, chariots collided with each other at hand-to-hand combat.
Soldiers with weapons and rhinoceroses glared at each other.
Swords, whips, axes, clangs, hooks and halberds were used.
Bows were drawn and arrows were falling, and the formations were still in ruins.
For the rest of the trip, I was wounded by the blade on the left and right, unable to go in or out, and unable to return.
There are gods who will fall into the river of forgetfulness and never get up again, and there are also demons who will be struck by the divine arrow and lose their souls.
During the confrontation between the two armies, only the two commanders remained unmoved, looking at all living beings mercilessly, strategizing as if everything had been decided.
I am the only one who cannot be a pawn who serves on the battlefield, nor can I be a general who has exhausted all his mechanisms.
At most, I can only be a raft crossing the river, an excuse to stir up war, and watch helplessly on the sidelines.
I am afraid that I will not be able to do it again in the future.
He will be remembered as an infamy throughout the ages, and will be scolded by the world for bringing disaster and chaos to both worlds.
I suddenly remembered that Grandpa Buddha once compared me to a fierce tiger in the mountains.
I thought it was extremely ridiculous at the time, but now that I reflect on it, there is nothing wrong with it.
I looked at Fenghuang's side face, as if he sensed my gaze.
He also turned around, with a pair of midnight eyes that were deep and boundless.
He smiled softly, like a beautiful Kunlun jade falling in a corner of the southwest, but he could no longer see the love that reversed the sun and the moon.
What remains of the lingering laughter is just the heavy snow covering the bow and knife, there is hatred, there is contempt, and there is no love so far away.
Gradually, the heavenly soldiers became weaker, and the Abi demon gradually gained the upper hand.
The light of revenge illuminated his face.
My blood on his lips had long dried up, but in this light, his face was filled with tears.
There was a strange whiteness, and a layer of scorching smoke escaped from his fingers, slowly floating around him, but he saw a slight frown between his brows and pursed his lips.
Could it be a backlash?
I suddenly felt a sense of fear, afraid of the unknown and incomplete herbs in the golden elixir.
I looked at the Emperor of Heaven in a panic, but I saw him slightly raising his head, his eyes focused on the distance, looking at the flowing clouds, quietly lost in the noisy clashing of weapons, and lonely in the world that I couldn't see. among.
Suddenly, the moment I looked at him, he turned to look at me.
In an instant, his eyes were filled with stars and brilliant colors.
He opened his mouth, but he spoke silently.
I understood the shape of his mouth, "Mi'er, go home."
I looked at him steadily and softly mouthed, "Medicine" Suddenly, he stiffened and turned away.
I suddenly became very anxious, and the anxiety burned in my heart.
I was so dizzy that I actually fell off the seat.
The clouds dispersed under the chair, and there were messy and open thorns, with thorns at their roots and blood on the thorns, and the howls of evil ghosts filled my ears.
However, just when I thought I was about to fall into the thorn bush, I was lifted up by someone's hand and sat on the chair again.
A corner of the red robe flashed before my eyes, and it turned out to be a phoenix.
By the time I came to my senses, he had already stood back up, his brows and eyes darkening, and his lips slightly raised in sarcasm.
On the top of the head, a phoenix hairpin is neatly inserted between the black hair, like a flying sword from the sky, setting off the bright red battle robe, overflowing with evil spirit and shining with golden light. gold gold My heart suddenly became bright and enlightened.
I gripped the armrests of my seat excitedly and called him quickly amidst the light and shadow of swords.梼杌草” Opposite him, the Emperor's face darkened.
An unknown feeling suddenly surged in my heart.
Ignoring the hoarseness and burning in my voice, I said tightly: "The golden elixir contains an extra flavor of 梼杌.
Just take Pengyu.
Pengyu can overcome the 梼杌."
Runyu did not delete any of the medicinal herbs in the golden elixir at all, but only added Tao Tao.
I still remember that when Taishang Laojun handed over the golden elixir to me, he repeatedly emphasized that this elixir was afraid of trees and would disappear as soon as it encountered vegetation.
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However, when I was following Suihe, I was so anxious that I forgot about this and blindly followed the hidden secret.
Among the wooden piles of the mechanism, it was ignored that the golden elixir carried in the arms should not be close to the wood, and the golden elixir had not melted yet, indicating that he was not afraid of the wood at all.
I just remembered this important flaw, and I understood immediately that this elixir must have added a medicine that can suppress the earth nature, and there is only one kind of herb that can suppress the earth and cool down the fire.
At the bottom of Yaochi Lake, although the water is cold, there is a grass that can overcome it.
It is a common weed on the side of Wangchuan River, called Pengyu.
Phoenix suddenly turned his head.
Before I could clearly see the expression on his face, a strange light flashed across the corner of my eye.
It was neither a soldier nor an armor.
It was shot from the other side of the Forgotten River.
It was like an arrow off the string and a horse running wild, galloping with lightning and fierce force.
Without thinking too much, I got the strength from nowhere and jumped towards his chest.
Unexpectedly, Phoenix had already noticed this dark light, and raised his hand to greet him with a palm strike.
Among the lightning and flint, flames rose from his palm, and the red lotus karma fire suddenly bloomed.
It was just a moment, very short, very short.
The dark light failed to penetrate the Demon Lord's chest, and the red lotus karma fire failed to burn to the Emperor of Heaven on the other side.
I groaned, slowly slid down, and a golden light from the Buddha's seal shone in my palm.
"Jinmi" Someone vaguely calls me, who is it?
Is it you?
If that's you, that's great.
It turns out that I can be so light, as light as a lost feather, not knowing where to take refuge.
Is there really an afterlife?
Then, I would like to be a butterfly flapping its wings,
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