My Mother Bibi Dong of Douluo

A piece of snow fell through the shade of the tree.

It just fell in front of Ning Rongrong's eyes and stopped on her cheek.

Cold...

Snow seems to have begun to spread.

Uncle Liu looked at the surroundings, his mental power was exploring around, but there was nothing but nothing.

Holding the dagger tightly in his hand, he yelled boldly, "Where are you? Come out! Only the two of us are left! Do you want to hide your head and show your tail? If you have the ability, just give me joy!"

That kind of fear continued to spread, and the feeling of despair deepened a little, made him prefer to be cut off by the other party, rather than continue to suffer in this darkness.

"Haha, of course I'm on it!"

An evil voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Liu Shu looked up in shock.

How is this possible?

Obviously there is nothing on top of his head.

Then, a black shadow came like a long snake.

"Peng!"

Uncle Liu's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

The blood mist is permeated.

A headless corpse fell slowly.

The black-winged angel withdrew his feet faintly.

He just kicked it.

It's really fragile.

"Ah! Ah!"

Ning Rongrong yelled, and the sticky blood exploded her whole body.

She could only stare weakly.

Looking at the corpse lying softly on the ground.

Uncle Liu is dead.

Dead, before her eyes.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me...!"

The black-winged angel's swarthy pupils watched silently, the disheveled hair below.The woman who kicked her feet randomly, moved her butt back, and shouted in her mouth.

"You should be the last one?" the angel asked.

"No! Don't kill me!" The woman looked up in horror, and the blood-red eyes in her hair were full of pleading.

Hand waving wildly.

The angel slowly raised the sword with a gentle voice: "For the sake of seeing you so afraid of death, then I will be gentle." Your eyes are as cold as the twelfth winter.

The angel fell on the ground and slowly approached, ignoring the woman's begging for mercy.A little closer.

Every step seemed to be a knife in the woman's heart, and her voice was stern.

The angel approached.

Woman back...

The legs kept climbing, and the ground rubbed against the hips dragged a trace.

Hand waving wildly.

After all, the back hit the tree.

After all, she has nowhere to go.

"Oh, don't move! Just a moment..." The angel smiled...

The woman shrank into a ball in fear, and did not dare to go, looking up at the devil who was constantly approaching her.

It was as if the devil was stunned, and kept shouting: "Don't come over! Don't kill me! I don't want to die..."

The angel finally found the woman in front of her.

Reached out and raised the opponent's chin.

I saw a face full of tears.Pale without a trace of blood.She was sobbing and talking nonsense, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Don't cry, death is not scary at all, I am the angel who took you to heaven. You will be happier in heaven." The angel's face showed a spring breeze smile, looking gentle and kind.

The woman's tears stopped, and she asked with trembling lips: "Is death really scary?"

The angel smiled and said: "Yes, death is liberation."

He slowly stretched out his sword.

The woman was pierced through, but there was a faint smile on her face.A faint blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, sad and beautiful.

The angel stood up and said something in his mouth as if talking to himself.

"Actually, heaven and hell are both death...

Demons and angels should also reflect death..."

After the massacre, Qian Mengyi's heart suddenly had a clear understanding.

Silently, the black wing angel walked into the darkness again...

Early on the second day.

On that day, the people in Doucheng opened the windows strangely and looked at the snowy white outside.

Qianmengyi and Xuedi have already walked out of this city.

And soon after.

A news that shocked the world was spread on the mainland.

Qibao Liulizong was slaughtered overnight.

Chickens and dogs do not stay.

The treasure house was also looted.

Whatever it was, it turned into ice cubes that didn't take a deep breath.

Look at its traces.

The powerful soul master who attacked the ice attribute of the Qibao Glazed Glass Sect was very likely to display a powerful martial soul fusion technique.

Affected the entire Tiandou City overnight.

However, the powerful soul masters who have seen the scene understand that all this is done by one person.

They are all amazed, there is such a strong person in the world.

At the same time, the anxiety in my heart is also spreading.

Qianmengyi breathed fresh air.

Walking on the grass and green leaves.

Walking on a country road.

The mood is exceptionally comfortable.

Before leaving,

He went on again, and that Yuexuan Pavilion took away a catty of wolfberry under Tang Yuehua's strange watch.

Although I don't know yet, what is the effect?

But judging from the fact that he was slashing from the street to the end of the street with a knife last night, he didn't feel tired at all, this thing should be quite strong.

Xuedi wears a light gauze hat to cover his face.

The snow-white dress wrapped the whole body and asked, "Where are we going?"

Qian Mengyi smiled: "Let's go home first, it's been out for so long. I don't know if my old lady is worried!"

Xuedi's rare little face blushed: "Will your family accept me?"

Qianmengyi smiled faintly: "Hey, I actually forgot to tell you. My family's background is very big, and it is second to none in the human world. Does Wuhundian know? My mother is the Pope!"

Xuedi smiled faintly: "Uh, actually you told me a long time ago."

Qian Mengyi was a little embarrassed: "Ah! Is there any?"

Xuedi nodded: "You told me when you first left the far north. Your family background is very big. What I care about now is only your family's opinion of me."

Qian Mengyi changed his embarrassment before, and immediately became energetic: "Don't worry, my family is very generous. Isn't it the soul beast? The old stubbornness in the family has been persuaded by me. Now every day I raise monkeys in the back mountain. Play, I think they should accept you."

Emperor Xue laughed: "The people in your house seem to be different from other humans."

Qian Mengyi curled his lips: "Where is the difference? It's just that this little benefit can no longer make us tempted. If you kill you and become a god, the old man will definitely kill you."

Xuedi still smiled: "Then at least they won't have any opinion on me now. Then I will be very happy."

Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in Qian Mengyi's mind, and two beautiful faces suddenly appeared in his mind.

Turned his head stiffly.

Secretly looked at the happy Snow Emperor behind.

It seems that the problem that has troubled him for so many days has not been resolved.

If you really take Xuedi back at that time.

How can I explain it?

How do you write the scumbag?

Never let a few girlfriends meet.

It's easy to be unable to bear the Shura field and die!

However, the current situation seems to be irreversible.

Some women will meet after all.

I hope they can get along well.

There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain.

Bless...