Which girl doesn't miss spring?

The woman in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the woman in the cultivation world, and the women in the demon clan can also think of spring.

This is the rule set by the world, and no one can stop it. Although Nan Fengxiu is the fifteenth disciple of the Demon King, she still cannot resist this primitive power. However, most of the men in the Demon Clan are strong men and ugly in appearance, so how can they meet the needs of the girls?

Although the demon clan rarely communicates with the cultivation world, there is a profession and something that changes all this.

The painter and the paintings in the hands of the painter!

Nan Fengxiu first saw Jiang Liuyun, and he got it from the painter in the Yaodu City. There were a total of 167 paintings, each of which described a scene, and it was a story together. The protagonist of the story was Jiang Liuyun.

That story tells the story of how Jiang Liuyun represented Shushan’s first starry competition, how he made a big splash, how he swept across the entire cultivation world without any pressure, how he became the third generation leader of Shushan and the number one starryman in the cultivation world. Jiang Liuyun in the painting is extraordinary and elegant, and naturally he is very fond of girls.

Overnight, the story of Jiang Liuyun and the paintings of Jiang Liuyun spread among the young practitioners, and Jiang Liuyun also became the super idol of this group of people.

Today, standing by Mingjing Lake, the music of Jiang Liuyun and Qinghong slashing the music. The style made Nan Fengxiu even more admire him. If it weren't for the natural obstacle between the two tribes, she would have already rushed to Jiang Liuyun just now.

According to Nan Fengxiu's temper, as long as she likes it, there is nothing she can't get from childhood to adulthood, whether it's a magic weapon or a slave. She needs to use her brain, and if she needs to use her mouth, she will move her mouth. If she doesn't work, she will be hard. If it's really not possible, she knocked her unconscious and carried it home.

Nan Fengxiu fell in love with Jiang Liuyun at first sight. When she saw the real person, she naturally had to try her best to get close to her so that she would not care about the difference between humans and demons. In the demon tribe, those leaders with high cultivation levels, who did not have a collection of several fairies in the cultivation world in their mansion, and there was no problem.

It’s just that her goal is a bit difficult!

It was so exciting to capture the third-generation leader of Shushan back to the royal family.

After a long time.

The suction vortex finally gradually dissipated, and a circular hall appeared in front of everyone's eyes, which was spacious and magnificent. There was an altar in the center of the hall. Two lifelike statues were squatting on the altar, a warrior wearing golden armor, and a giant dragon rising into the air.

The walls around the altar are painted with reliefs, with a majestic momentum.

There are swordsmen from the cultivation world and warriors from the demon clan on the relief, but the two sides did not seem to be fighting together, but they seemed to be fighting against the invasion of another force together.

The party who fought with them did not carve the true appearance on the relief, but it was just a bunch of black shadows, but it seemed to have infinite combat power. The countless swordsman war monsters could only compete with these shadows.

Below the battlefield is a winding river, with the river running out of no end, and the outline of the Luo River can be vaguely seen.

The color of the river water was dyed bloody red in the relief. Countless corpses lie along the river. No matter how far away the ground, you can even see a hundred feet high Jingguan. There are countless dead bones under Jingguan. The battle in the sky continues, and some dead bodies have not yet fallen to the ground. Blood flows into a river, corpses are everywhere, and dead bones are like mountains. The scene depicted by this relief makes people feel cold when just watching.

I don’t know if it was an illusion or the real thing, but the moment Ye Que entered the hall, he felt that the river in the relief was a problem.

"The river water looks real no matter how you look at it."

"It seems that the river water is still flowing slowly."

Ye Que shook his head hard, looked at the altar in the center, and looked at the Tianyuan Golden Python above the Snow Mountain Spirit Sea in his heart, and it began to get restless again. Strangely, the restlessness in Ye Que's body was targeting the altar under the altar, as if something was underground, calling on the Tianyuan Golden Python in Ye Que's body.

Nan Fengxiu had long been separated from Jiang Liuyun.

No matter how bold she is, she will not forcefully hug Jiang Liuyun in front of so many people. She is a handsome young man, but she is not a flower scammer. The demon king cannot accept a flower scammer as his own disciple.

After all the bumpy roads, there were less than a hundred people who could appear in this hall.

"This place is so cold!" As soon as I walked into the hall, someone subconsciously said, and soon gained everyone's recognition.

This kind of cold is not the kind of cold with low temperatures. It seems to be the cold that can penetrate the heart and soul, the coldness of the coldness, and the extremely coldness of the bones. They are all geniuses in the cultivation world. Most people have long known what cold is, but today they feel the ruthlessness of the world again.

He let out a vent of heat in his hand, and Li Jianqi, who was in the ruling department team, suddenly ran towards Ye Que.

As soon as he ran over, he grabbed Ye Que's hand and was full of excitement, "Ye Que, you are not dead!"

"I really have to thank you. If it weren't for you, all of us might have been killed by the demon clan."

"What happened? At that time, on the Black Wasteland, weren't you surrounded by the warriors of the demon clan? How did you escape?" Li Jianqi asked excitedly and curiously.

"I..." Ye Que was about to speak when a huge force came from his back. His hand, which was being pulled by Li Jianqi, was separated immediately.

"Let your hand go and don't touch him."

Hongdou, dressed in white, said with a cold face, and while speaking, he stood forward, stood between Ye Que and Li Jianqi, and looked at Li Jianqi coldly.

Hongdou is half a head taller than Li Jianqi, so her eyes looked down slightly, and her tone and expression instantly attracted Li Jianqi's disgust.

"He is not yours, why can't I grab his hand?" Li Jianqi said with his waist and his mouth pouted to the sky.

"He is not mine, but I picked him up. If I don't allow you to catch him, you can't catch him." Hongdou put the umbrella page, put the umbrella on his chest, and suddenly stretched forward, "I don't like anyone who is very close to me."

"you!"

"You actually dare to use an umbrella to hit me!"

Li Jianqi raised his right hand and pointed his sword behind him. A milky white sword rose into the air. Nine fat goldfish were carved on the sword. Each goldfish looked vivid. However, with Li Jianqi's true energy infusion, these fish suddenly became vicious. A goldfish used to watch opened its huge mouth and had fangs.

This is a sword that Li Jianqi had never used before.

Just looking at the momentum, the grade is extremely high.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Ye Que quickly took two steps forward.

"Does go!"

"Shut up!"

Before Ye Que could speak, Li Jianqi shouted and dodged, while Hongdou shouted and shut up. Moreover, two palm winds attacked Ye Que at the same time, without much attack power, but pushed Ye Que a few meters away.

It’s really a good person who is bullied, and a good horse who is ridden!

If it weren't for the serious injury and the spiritual sea was exhausted, Ye Que would never have been pushed away by two palm winds. And he was helpless in front of the two little girls, and even directly scolded! But what can I do? All the aunts with bad tempers will not suffer any loss. Could it be that they really fight?

The artifact river jack hasn't appeared yet, and they fought first. Isn't this a joke? Isn't this a joke?

"Your Highness, don't be impulsive, the main thing is important." As soon as Ye Que was pushed away, Ye Jushu, the deputy director of the Judgment Department, ran over.

"Your Highness?"

Listening to the title of Li Jianqi by the Deputy Si Yejushu of the Judgment Department, Ye Que was stunned. How could Jingzhai's sword-dead girl become His Highness in the Judgment Department? What kind of identity is that if the Deputy Si Ye calls him His Highness?

"This woman humiliates me. I want to teach her a lesson. Don't worry about my affairs, you can't miss the serious matter!" Li Jianqi shouted angrily.

Yushu looked at Hongdou, then felt her cultivation level slightly, and the feedback he received was bottomless, and even the true energy he had tested disappeared without a trace.

He said intimately, "The people who can get here are indeed extraordinary."

"Your Highness, now is not the time for a fight. This Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum has come out. Whatever you want, my subordinates will follow you. But here, can you just listen to a piece of advice?" Yusuo said earnestly, and then pointed behind him. "There are not many people left in the Judgment Department. I can't guarantee what will happen later. No matter what, you can't have any problems."

"A step back and the sky is wide open."

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

"Your Highness!"

Yushu was about to kneel down, but before he could kneel down, thousands of oil lamps suddenly lit up in the entire hall. The light just now was completely the lights of the relief itself. At this time, the entire hall was brightly lit.

The originally extremely cold hall finally had a hint of warmth.

An inexplicable evil spirit began to spread.

The disciples in the cultivation world in the hall felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but the warriors of the demon clan seemed to have no sense at all.

A demon warrior who was the most reliant on the outside, he walked to the edge of the mural at some point and looked at the relief above his head, and was a little stunned. Because one of the reliefs seemed to have shaken a little, he thought it was his eyes dazed, so he was about to walk closer and take a look.

"Strange, this relief seems to have moved by itself."

Feng Xingmo, who was standing at the end of the entire demon warrior queue, turned around and looked, "What's wrong?"

"These reliefs..."

The demon warrior looked at Feng Xingmo and pointed his back finger behind him. But as soon as he said that, he found that Feng Xingmo's expression changed, rushed towards him with all his strength, and made a careful gesture to him.

However, it was too late. The demon warrior turned his head and a sharp claw penetrated his chest, and his whole heart was taken out alive.

At the same time.

On the mural.

The river that looked very much like Luoshui, the river began to flow rapidly, but the river was full of blood. The wind blew blood and drifted to the dome. All the reliefs soaked by this blood were born directly in blood.

In a vaguely, all of this coincided with Zhaixingzi's test of the sky in the imperial city at that time.

The river master was born in the blood of man and demons!

(The second update today.)
Chapter completed!