Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The sudden sound made Yao Manlan look delighted and surprised, happy that he was finally saved.

Surprisingly, he just said in his heart that it was absolutely impossible, and the master immediately appeared and hit her in the face.

Xiao Chen turned back, halfway through the sky, Meizhan Cold Moon, wearing a blue shirt, came in style. As in the past, she is still unique, the magic of the devil, completely invisible to her face.

When he first met him, he was as pure as a water lotus flower, but he was the only woman who could seduce him successfully.

In the depths of the sea, he was saved from the edge of the slaughter on countless occasions with the good deeds.

“Master! ”

Yao Manlan ran by surprise and stood beside the cold moon, but his heart was still a little lukewarm. Master actually came to the sky dome for her.

Xiao Chen drank the tea and stood up to look at the cold moon, feeling completely unable to see each other.

At that time, I felt that this magic magic was mysterious. Today, after so many years, my strength has greatly increased, but I still can't see through her. Seems strong and weak and elusive.

Only one explanation is that in the cold months of the year, when strength was drastically diminished because of injuries, it is now not only restoring strength, but also growth.

But it doesn't matter. The other party still hasn't changed. It wasn't just me who remembered the past.

Why do you remember it so clearly, because when it comes to glamour, there are lots of intriguing scenes. True or false, people don't want to tell if it's reality or illusion.

And this period of time, for a year.

“The heavenly dome does not allow Wu Di to come, you should know the rules, now for a disciple, want to break this rule?” Xiao Chen didn't say anything old-fashioned, to be honest.

Cold Moon smiled shallow: “Although there will always be people breaking the rules, I don't dare to take this risk, it's just a split body. ”

“Sit down!”

Xiao Chen reached out and asked Cold Moon to sit down and give her a cup of tea.

Cold Moon grabbed the cup and said softly, "I owed you so much back then, although you said it clearly afterwards, but I know, I still owe you a lot. If you want me to take Manlan with me today, I owe you another debt of gratitude. ”

The Demon Emperor Cold Moon, such a big start, Xiao Chen heard a bitter smile and did not speak.

Yao Manlan saw Xiao Chen like this, he couldn't help but breathe in his heart. What is his master's identity? Said that he owed him another debt of gratitude, but he didn't say anything, too much.

Xiao Chen calmly said: "Is it necessary to calculate this clearly between you and me? Is it true that past experiences, in your view, are nothing but human feelings one after another? ”

In the heart of the cold moon, the teacup rests between the lips.

Xiao Chen, young and frantic, indiscriminate and careless.

Though she spoke a few words, she dared to read the sword and leave a euphemism for me to help you kill.

Giving her a position as the Demon Emperor, she has never felt safe. In the past, she has been deeply hidden, indelible.

When she regained her strength and sat on the Demon Throne, she still remembered from time to time, the white knife willing to stand up for her.

On several occasions she doubted herself, whether she was heartbeat, but what if she was heartbeat? The demons are separated from each other. Not to mention, she is a demon emperor, high and powerful.

Later, it was learned that the Kunlun realm also broke into a great prestige and became the legend of the Green Dragon King.

To his delight, but also to his apprehension, the two would sooner or later walk opposite each other.

Or forget it before it's too early, forget the teenager in white, dare to pull her behind, face the strong enemy alone.

Seeing each other again now, looking at his young age, he has such strength, and even more so, knowing that sooner or later, between them, he will become an enemy.

Cold Moon's expression recovered quickly and she could not see anything unusual from the outside. She drank all the tea without a trace of it.

Bang

Teacup fell on the table, cold moon withstood the pain in his heart, laughing: “It's not love, what does King Green Dragon think it is? Still, I don't think this royal family is generous enough. Ask for anything else. If you need Hongmondan, I can give it to you, just one word. ”

This smile is heartless, such as falling into an ice cave, making people feel cold.

The past is windy and has long dissipated. Xiao Chen's last bit of fantasy broke. The so-called old friend of the deceased may be better in the presence of fantasy.

He had no expression, he was frightened by the cold colour, he had tea in his hand, and drank it up. “Go, Demon Emperor cold moon, remember you owe me a debt of gratitude! ”

When they were heartless, they could still laugh, but Xiao Chen couldn't even laugh.

Shall we go?

But Yao Manlan felt a little strange, how the atmosphere seemed a little wrong.

Cold Moon's heart was dripping blood, but his face was still like a flower. He stood up and said: "Qinglong Wang Xiaochen is truly atmospheric. At first sight today, his name is not false. The Emperor remembers this situation. ”

Whoosh

With Yao Manlan in mind, the cold moon seemed to have no love at all. He said to walk and walk, with no intention of turning back.

Xiao Chen's last glimmer of hope fell, teacup in hand, bang, directly crushed. Fragments embedded in the palm of the hand, blood slowly spilled out, red and startling.

He has not many friends in Xiao Chen and even fewer friends who have lived and died together. Since he is a friend, he naturally does not care about the identity of the other party.

But when that sentence had the fate to see each other, how could it have been expected that, after seeing each other, it would have been like this?

In fact, Xiao Chen's eyesight and careful thoughts should be able to capture the cold moon, the change in the face at that moment. He just didn't want to admit what was causing him to mess up his mind. He understood clearly.

Some things, though obscure, are real and unforgettable.

Far away, Cold Moon with Yao Manlan, traveling in the void, should have returned directly to the demonic realm of her. But suddenly he stopped and landed on the beach, his face was gorgeous, but he could no longer carry it.

Covering his face, he squatted down in pain.

“Master...” Yao Manlan felt unknown sourness in her heart. By now, she had implicitly guessed what had happened between her beloved master and Qinglong Wang Xiaochen.

But how can the Magic Demon move, not to mention Xiao Chen, the king of the Blue Dragon? Once he is emperor, he will surely meet the soldiers of the demonic realm.

A long time later, Cold Moon rose and his face seemed to show signs of tears, but his expression had returned to a demon emperor with the dignity and indifference he deserved.

“Wind purple wings make their own claims this time, thinking that if you get the Heart of the Heaven, you will get the look of the Lord Wind Demon. But he didn't know he had made a big taboo. If he got it, who knew he didn't get it, he'd be locked up in hell by his father. ”

Yao Manlan heard a shock and forgot that he had lost his voice: “What about the Amber Heart he promised me? ”

Cold rain did not speak, palms added a three-coloured amber filled with tempting light: “I brought it from the Wind Demon Emperor, it is yours, it will always be yours. ”

“Master, I was wrong.” Yao Manlan cried with tears in his eyes, bowing his head.

Cold Moon whispered: "You're right, you just met someone you shouldn't have met. ”

“Who the hell is he?” Yao Manlan mustered courage to ask.

“He is the most unwilling person in this life, and the most wanted person in this life. ”

Most unwilling, most eager to see, seemingly contradictory, seemingly not contradictory at all.

Cold Moon's face suddenly changed. With Yao Manlan, he hid his breath and burst into the sea.

Listen only to the rear, the wind is raging, there is a white figure, the wind is lightning up, and the clouds are treading.

Shadow falls, stands by the sea, looks ahead, searches for something.

Through the cold sea water, the cold moon saw the figure's face. It was Xiao Chen who caught up from Qingyun Peak.

Tick, tick, tick!

His right hand, bleeding, falling, scary wounds on his palm. In the heart of the cold moon, there was a pain, his head looked up, Xiao Chen smiled bitterly, his lips wriggled, what he was talking about.

“I never misjudged Xiao Chen, is this really wrong? ”

In the sea water, the cold moon covered his mouth, tears in the corner of his eyes could not hold, and flowed.