The temperature in the quilt is rising, which is normal; the humidity in Toman is also rising, which is a bit scary

It's normal for the clothes to be untied because of the temperature; it's just a bit scary when his hands reach out to somewhere.

Thorman's voice seemed to come from a dream: "You are... again... again..."

"I know"

"I'm a little... afraid..."

"Not afraid" the man's voice is very fast, will he also be fast?

A depressed scream sounded, and the scream was suppressed by the man's lips. The bed was temporarily quiet, and for a while, the girl burst into tears: "I feel pain..."

"I'll help you." There was a blue light flashing slightly in the quilt, and the pain disappeared, but the girl was still crying: "You bullied me... you bullied me, do you know?"

"Know"

"I don't care..." The girl knocked on his back, knocked hard and ignored it, and couldn't control it. What should have happened has happened after all

Toman, poor Toman's body could not be controlled by himself, and his mouth was suppressed. The restrictions of the two treasures had long been lifted. He was trembling in front of his chest, and his moans finally started to rise, long and graceful in the darkness, like crying, like songs...

It is also in the dark night, under the stars, there are really two worlds in the room and outside. The room is full of spring, and on the ruins of the mainland guild, which has just experienced the most tragic battle, is a different scene. The sergeant's cleaning has wiped away the traces of war, but it still carries the cold night wind, and it cannot brush away the gloomy sky. Perhaps some ownerless lonely souls are still wandering under the moonlight, floating and floating where they are going.

The wind roared, with a little hovering, and the whirlwind fell on the ground with fallen leaves coming from somewhere, and then rotated again. When the fallen leaves flew, a hand suddenly came out from the soil layer underground.

As soon as the hand was stretched out, the thin layer of soil on his face was completely broken, and a man sat up with a whistle. Under the starlight, her face was pale and still covered in dust, but she still couldn't hide her charm. Her head turned slightly, and she suddenly stood up. A one-armed girl stood in the desolate moonlight, looking at the mainland guild that had become flat behind her, her eyes were full of sadness, Fei Yang

All the people in the land missed one person, that is Feiyang

She is not a top expert, so no one deliberately looks for her. She is a master, so she can fight Liu Sen head-on as soon as possible. If her skills are slightly worse, she will die long ago. If her skills are higher, she will stand until the sword god's self-destruction blows her to pieces. But it is precisely because of her skills that are not high and low that she is unconscious in the first strike. Unconsciousness just saved her life

The coma is only temporary, she woke up soon, but when she woke up everything was settled, the Holy Lord was dead, the situation was hopeless, she did not let herself stand up because she didn't want to die, she let the corpse fragments and dust sand bury herself, and let the shocking explosion created by the sword god bury herself. The Shins clan people are killers and real killers. The real killer is not only the representative of Du Liu, but also has some special skills. Ordinary people cannot bury them in the soil for a few hours without dying. She can't lose so much blood, lose one arm, and then bury them for a few hours, she can stand up

Not only can she stand up, but she can move immediately as soon as she stands up. When she makes a mistake, she has hidden herself into the darkness and just entered the darkness. Suddenly, her heart is cold because there is a person in the darkness.

The man also said: "Miss Feiyang, I'm waiting for you."

While Fei raised his hand and touched his waist, a big turn was already five feet away. Her eyes were emitting cold light at the same time. Everything in the dark was obvious. She was slightly stunned. This was a girl, a beautiful girl.

The girl raised her hand and told her not to move. Her voice was soft: "You don't have to take action, just because we are not enemies."

Feiyang's sharp blade shone coldly under the starlight, but she did not move. The girl opposite stared at her: "The reason we are not enemies is because... we have a common enemy."

"Who is the common enemy?" Fei Yang's voice was a little hissed after not speaking for a long time.

"Of course... Nazavinsi" the girl's voice was full of resentment: "He destroyed your tribe and killed your leader, the Holy Lord. If the Semitic tribe is really as loyal as the legendary legend, there is no reason why you don't want to kill him."

"You know me very well," Fei Yang said coldly: "How do you know?"

"Just because I lived in the palace for two months," the girl said quietly: "Although the palace is the most boring place in the world, it can still learn a lot, especially when I deliberately search for partners."

"You want to work with me?"

"Only you can help me," the girl was very direct: "At the same time, only I can help you, this is the premise of our cooperation."

"Only if there is a common enemy, there will be a prerequisite for cooperation." Fei Yang's eyes locked in her: "What hatred does he have with you?"

"The hatred of killing my father" said slowly: "There is also the hatred of more than 4,000 lives of my tribe."

"Four thousand tribesmen?" Fei Yang's face became very strange: "Who are you?" She seemed to have guessed something, and this guess was very bizarre.

"You won't be interested in my name," the girl said slowly: "But when it comes to the Demon Realm Wind God, you must have heard of it. He...he is my father."

"Wind God" Fei Yang said in a deep voice: "You are indeed a person in the Demon Realm."

"If this identity was revealed before yesterday, I'm afraid that not only mainlanders would kill me, but you would do it." This girl is naturally the daughter of the Wind God - Siqin

Fei Yang stared at her: "Of course not now, because we have a common enemy."

"The Demon Realm and the Holy Realm have been old rivals for thousands of years, but now only by cooperation can we deal with this devil."

"How easy is to deal with him?" Fei Yang sighed deeply: "The cooperation between us and we only deal with him will only die, unless you have the ability of your father." She said politely. Even if she has the ability of her father, plus she will still die. This devil is hateful, but no matter how hateful she has, she has to admit that his strength is too high and too high, which makes people feel unconfident.

"I may not even compare to you in my ability," Siqin said lightly: "But it is not necessarily the only two of us to deal with him, and as long as you can do one thing well, I guarantee he will die."

"You said" Feiyang's eyes shine in his eyes

"I want you to approve his identity," Siqin said slowly: "As long as his identity is confirmed, he will be dead."

"If you don't tell me how to kill him, I will never believe you can kill him." Fei Yang said in a deep voice: "It's useless to know his identity."

"There is one person who can kill him." Siqin raised her head high: "In the world, only this person can kill him. In this person's eyes, all his skills are all children's games."

"Demon Lord?" Fei Yang's voice suddenly increased, and his breathing seemed to pause. This name is basically the same as the Holy Lord. It is a type that can make people's blood pressure rise as soon as it is mentioned.

"Of course it's him," said Siqin: "His skill is lower than that of the Holy Lord. He can kill the Holy Lord because of the same reason. His magic is unpredictable and unconventional. The Holy Lord cannot adapt. But as long as he is a magician, no matter who he is, no matter how wonderful the magic is, he is under the Demon Lord. If the Demon Lord faces the Holy Lord with his skill, he may not be able to subdue the Holy Lord. But when he faces this person, he will die. This is the mutual generation and restraint of magic."

"The gate of the Demon Realm cannot be opened. As far as I know, the Demon Lord..." Fei Yang's heart was a little confused. The people in the Demon Realm were the natural opponents of the Holy Realm. Now both sides were defeated by one. It is really necessary to unite, but this matter is too big and too big.

"If I had not been able to take revenge before, but now... it's different..."

"Can you open the door to the Demon Realm now?" Fei Yang was shocked.

"No," Siqin said slowly: "But I can...summon a person, and as soon as this person comes out, he can kill our enemies, so this time it is just a revenge, not a conquest of the mainland."

Summoning? What to use? Fei Yang didn't ask, she didn't understand the mystery of magic

Who will be summoned? Naturally, the Demon King Fei Yang looked up at the sky and remained motionless for a long time. After finding this person, the Demon King would definitely be able to kill him. His skills were really as this little girl said, not as good as the Holy King, and naturally not as good as the Demon King. His victory was only due to his clever use of magic and not following the rules. The most wonderful thing about magic is not him, but this Demon King. If the Demon King is in the dark and in the light, it would be easy to kill him. It turns out that revenge can be so easy, just borrowing someone else's knife, it is just a change of concept...

"Our cooperation can accomplish this difficult task." Siqin's voice slowly came: "Have you thought about it?"

Fei Yang's eyes fell and became as cold as ice: "What you just said was confirmation, probably there must be clues."

Siqin suddenly smiled, and the smile was extremely bright: "Of course it is"

"Who can I confirm it?"
Chapter completed!