046 hatred

Sunday Wednesday 8,000 words

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Qinglin said again, "Are you?" Yang Zifan found that something seemed to be wrong, so he quickly collected the food box and stood up.

The magic star sneered twice, and the chain behind him was pulled by him. He said, "Who am I? I dare to appear here so boldly. You look like Ziling Shuangxian. Naturally, you are one of their children, but Zi'er is dead! That may only be Ling'er's. I remember that when I crossed the fairyland, they were two famous flowers! Even you are so handsome today. Although the man is a little angry, it has a different taste!"

With such flirting words, Qinglin did not refute it. At that moment, her expression became as cold as frost. She stretched out her long five fingers and pulled out the jade hairpin on her head, and her dark hair dispersed like a waterfall.

The jade hairpin was gently clamped by her middle finger and thumb. Under the cold light of the green light, Yang Zifan noticed that it was a whole green, a finger long, snake-shaped jade hairpin. Generally speaking, it was not much special from the ordinary jade hairpin, but after a closer look, it felt very different. The green color was not under the light of the green lamp. A little gloss. Yang Zifan knew that even the most ordinary jade should have a feeling like mutton fat under the light, but this hairpin was completely absent, which gave people the illusion that a dead branch was stained with a good color, but Yang Zifan really felt that it was a jade hairpin. That's not to mention. The most strange thing is that the jade clip seems to be mixed with a faint layer of blood light. If Yang Zifan didn't have the sensitive five knowledge that ordinary immortals don't have, I'm afraid he really can't see it.

When the magic star saw the pin, his arrogant expression changed greatly for a moment and said, "Bloodthirsty pin!"

Qinglin said coldly, "You still know this thing. Let me kill you with it today." After saying that, the cold light in his hand was bright, and the bloodthirsty bris had turned into a fine light and flew out.

Yang Zifan was shocked. Although he had guessed the purpose of Qinglin's coming here before he came in, he didn't expect that Qinglin would come to kill the magic star. For a moment, he stopped him and said, "Sister Qinglin, no." The red light flashed in his hand, and the blood blade sprinkled out of the palm of his hand.

But after all, it was still a step late, and the bloodthirsty broom was faster than his sword.

I heard Qinglin read in my ear: "The gods and demons, the Virgin Mary of the Underworld. I take the spin as the boundary. Donate my flesh and blood and donate my soul. I don't want to live long, I just want to hate.

As soon as Yang Zifan heard it, he knew that this was probably an extremely vicious spell in the evil way, but looking at Qinglin's expression, there was a trace of comfort and he didn't understand what she was doing.

"The Long Life Curse, who taught you!" The magic star shouted in panic, but he did not dare to neglect it. A trace of fine light flashed in his strange eyes. His hands were imprinted, and a blood-red light suddenly burst out from his eyebrows. The chain imprisoned him behind him felt something, followed by a burst of thunder. The magic star was as if he had been severely damaged and hummed. Sound, but still refused to stop, I'm afraid it's because the bloodthirsty handc has great power.

The bloodthirsty hairpin suddenly stagnated in the air almost at the moment of Qinglin's curse. It rotated quickly in the air. A trace of blood red slowly extended from the hairpin's body and approached Qinglin little by little. Qinglin's shoulders trembled, and his forehead was already full of sweat. Presumably this is right. She is also a great load.

Yang Zifan saw that the situation was completely beyond his expectation. The spell he had just read was still in his ears, and he also heard the longevity curse exclaimed by the Magic Star King. In this way, I'm afraid that the Longevity Curse is something that is exchanged for life.

Thinking of this, Yang Zifan's expression changed greatly and shouted, " Stop." I didn't care about hiding the cultivation at all. The blood blade turned into a huge flame flying sword and cut down in the air under the momentum of the green lotus. The position happened to be the place where the bloodthirsty hairpin and the blood-red light of the magic star's eyebrows were about to touch each other.

Yang Zifan's sword, Qinglin's bloodthirsty pin, and the blood light of the Magic Star King are almost touching together in an instant. Yang Zifan looked nervous and Qinglin's face was cold. At this time, the corners of Magic Star's mouth suddenly twitched.

Yang Zifan's sharp eyes and found a slight change in the corner of the Magic Star's mouth, and suddenly felt something was wrong. Just as the blood on the bloodthirsty hairpin was about to touch the Qinglin, the magic star king's seal was closed, and the bloodthirsty hairpin trembled and flew out.

Yang Zifan secretly said that it was not good, and the sword in his hand quickly lifted it up, and Qinglian Zhenqi, which he did with all his strength, was abruptly taken back. Her figure flashed, and the next moment she appeared beside Qinglin, and her palms turned into swords to point three feet under her armpits.

Not far away, the magic star laughed and said, "As soon as the bloodthirsty hairpin spell is opened, the blood will definitely take away the three souls and seven souls of the person who cast the spell when it touches the forehead. You can't save it."

But at this time, Yang Zifan's naturally drooping left hand sword lighted up and turned his hands to grasp the sword handle and split the ancient rock wall at an incredible angle.

A blazing flame ignited above the blood blade, and the momentum must be full of Zhenyuan.

What is he doing? Qinglin thought that Yang Zifan had returned to her gas hole and was ready to fight with him, but Yang Zifan's change was unexpected. How could she give up in front of her? Since Yang Zifan was doing strange things, she focused on casting a spell, and the blood in front of her dyed her eyes red and disturbed her memory.

With my flesh and blood, donating my soul, maybe this is my last day to live in the world! I just hope that my aunt and father don't blame themselves. The bloody smell on the tip of her nose began to spread. It was bleeding. She felt it and slowly closed her eyes. Maybe everything would be quiet.

"No, sister, don't close your eyes!" Yang Zifan's voice actually had a trace of warmth in her heart: "I didn't expect my little brother to care so much about me." She turned her head with a faint smile on her face.

"Dong."

At this time, a huge sound of the bell tripod, as if it came from the ancient wilderness, floated into the hearts of the three people. Qinglin's body shook and suddenly woke up. She didn't understand what had happened. Looking forward, she saw that the bloodthirsty clothespin that flew out fell to the ground with a jingle and was no longer motionless. She hurriedly cast spells with her hands, but Zhenyuan's body did not move.

"What the hell is going on?" She looked sideways, and time seemed to condense at that moment. Qinglin's doubtful eyes changed from doubt to panic when he looked at the rock wall on the left.

"No!" Qinglin exclaimed.

The wall emitted a bronze-like light. Yang Zifan turned his back to himself and tried his best to stop the explosion of bronze light. The light seemed to be very powerful. When it flashed, Yang Zifan's whole body trembled violently, as if he would fall at any time, but every time he was about to fall down, he The force stood straight to protect the only inch of flame left on the blood blade in his hand. He held the hands of the blood blade, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the hilt made of cyan jade had been stained red by blood.

When Yang Zifan heard Qinglin's shouting, he turned his head slightly and smiled. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the blood blade was slowly released by him.

"Boom!"

The bronze light that had been suppressed was unlimited like an angry beast hissing, angrily turning into a mass of light with thin arms and hitting Yang Zifan on the other side of the rock wall.

A few cracks were smashed on the huge rock block by this heavy blow, and in the most dense place of the crack, Yang Zifan fell under it, and his gray Taoist robe was already dilapidated. Yang Zifan tried to support his body and wanted to get up, but unexpectedly, when his waist first got up, there was a colic in his body, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood foam. In an instant, he collapsed on the ground again, like a dead body, and only the ups and downs in his chest heralded a weak vitality.

"Brother, are you all right?" Qinglin rushed to Yang Zifan, held Yang Zifan in his arms, and reached for his pulse, but a scorching heat blocked it back. She didn't understand what was going on.

Yang Zifan, who was almost unconscious, felt that he was caught by a pair of gentle hands, and then there was only a faint smell of Lanzhi in his nose. He felt the warmth behind his head. He knew that he was hugged by Qinglin. Although he was wrapped in Xiang Nuan Yu at this time, he could only smile bitterly and opened his eyes and said, "There is it , I don't have any life to worry about."

He said that it was naturally Qingluan fairy armor.

This is also the reason why Qinglin's Zhenyuan can't be tested. There is a layer of bronze iron in Yang Zifan's tattered Taoist clothes, and there is also a flame that has not been extinguished on this layer of iron.

"Hmm! I thought you were a fool and a nerd, but I didn't expect to underestimate you. It made you guess the secret of the floating cloud cave. The Magic Star sneered.

Because of the chaos in the cave, Qinglin did not notice the Qingluan fairy armor Yang Zifan said. She raised her head and glared at him and said, "What the hell is going on?"

At this time, the whole cave trembled without warning, as if it was about to collapse. Qinglin looked at the falling dust in horror.

The Magic Star quietly looked at all these changes and said, "Don't you want to know what's going on? It will be revealed immediately, Tianhe array! I haven't seen you for many years."

His voice is dry and unpleasant, spreading leisurely in the hole, in this sound.

A light shot from the top of the cave for no reason, shining on the pile of black pebbles behind the Magic Star King. The black pebbles also trembled violently with the cave, and then the small one at the top slowly floated, followed by the second and third pieces. In an instant, there were more and more, and finally the whole pile of black pebbles. They all flew into the air, revealing a flat ground.

There seems to be something engraved on the ground. The dense lines, plus a little ancient words. Under the details, it is a Taoist charm.