Qingwu endured the pain of being burned by the five-color light, and her words were full of dissatisfaction, "What should I do now?"
Fuchen knew in his heart that no one would help him except Qingwu, so he had no choice but to soften his tone as much as possible, and said: "Go and break a branch, and use the branch to move the Chaos Clock on the well away."
"good."
Qing Wu looked around vigilantly, and after a while, seeing that there was no movement around her, she transformed back into a human form, and jumped onto the luxuriant sycamore tree in the air.
She was about to follow Fuchen's instructions to break off a branch that had been infiltrated with fairy energy all the year round, when she accidentally caught a glimpse of a honeycomb-like thing embedded in the airtight branches and leaves.
Out of curiosity, she stretched her body forward. Just as she pushed aside the branches and leaves in front of her eyes, Lanling Xingjun's dead fish eyes were staring at her.
Qingwu gasped in fright, and subconsciously leaned back, "LanLanling Xingjun?"
"Why did you hurt me?"
Lanling Xingjun's face was ashen, and a long forked tongue suddenly spit out from his black and purple lips, which looked extremely strange.
Qingwu frowned, she never thought that after Lanling Xingjun died, her resentment would help him transform into a fierce ghost who came to seek his life.
In fact, she has fully inherited the lifelong power of the Gorefiend.
Not to mention asking her to deal with one ghost, even if she was asked to deal with a hundred ghosts, it would be no problem.
But the problem is, if she really fights with Lanling Xingjun's soul on the sycamore tree, it will definitely disturb Xuanfengqian and others.
After careful consideration, she had no choice but to show weakness to him appropriately, pretending to be in tears, and said with snot and tears: "Mr. Lanling Xing doesn't know something. If I didn't have nowhere to go, how could I have made such a bad plan?"
"Killing for life is justified"
Lanling Xingjun's penetrating eyes were full of ghostly aura, which made people shudder.
Fuchen was so anxious that he endured the pain of being overwhelmed, bumped his head against the Chaos Clock, and said to Qingwu on the tree in a low voice: "Don't waste time! Whatever he wants, you just give him it."
"You put it lightly!"
Qingwu took a sharp bite in the direction of the dry well, gritted her teeth and said, "No matter what, I won't let such things touch me."
"Why, you still want to guard Leng Ye? Don't forget how you have served me these days. Do you think that Leng Ye is willing to accept you after so many things have happened?"
"Shut up." When Qingwu thought of everything she had suffered in recent days, the hatred in her heart became even worse.
Seeing that she refused to give in, Fuchen began to coax her again, "Don't you want Zhimo's skin? Be obedient, after I go out, I will take the skin of Zhimo and offer it to you, how about it?"
Qingwu clenched her fists, and after thinking for a while, she finally untied her blouse, and embraced Lanling Xingjun's bald head into her arms with a smile, "Whatever you want, just do it."
"Is this true?"
The evil spirit on Lanling Xingjun's face dissipated slightly, and his cold cheeks greedily pressed against her soft body.
Qingwu hated such a lustful person like Lanling Xingjun, but had to succumb to reality, so she gritted her teeth and let his long black tongue do whatever she wanted.
In the face of beauty, Lanling Xingjun, who has always been lustful, forgot his original intention and completely fell into the gentleness.
Qingwu lowered her eyes slowly, looked coldly at Lanling Xingjun's disgusting face, and suddenly exerted force, crushing his bald head with one hand.
"you"
Lanling Xingjun realized that he was once again bewitched by Qingwu's beauty, and was very angry.
In the next moment, when he knew that he was about to be wiped out, he used all his strength to bite Qingwu's neck fiercely.
"ah"
Qingwu exclaimed in pain.
She shook Lanling Xingjun's shattered remnant soul to the ground with one hand, while clutching his bloody neck tightly, curling up his trembling body, not recovering for a long time.
"what sound?"
Just at this time, Xuan Fengqian suddenly opened the door, poked out half of his head, and said in a slightly puzzled manner.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Fuqu poked his head out, "It's midnight, why are there pigs screaming?"
"Sister-in-law, look!"
Xuanfeng pointed to the plane tree in front of the courtyard in astonishment, and exclaimed, "Why did the plane tree come back from the dead?"
"Could it be that the Fallen Demon has lost its soul under the pressure of the Chaos Bell?" Mu Fuqu said with a beaming face.sp;"Don't be so horny anymore. Right now, the blood demon is already at his desk, and there is not much time left for the fallen demon. If you come tomorrow morning, the fairy world will be restored to its former appearance."
"Sister-in-law said yes."
Xuan Fengqian nodded lightly. Although he had doubts in his heart, seeing that Xuan Qianning had turned into fly ash, he put the matter aside for the time being.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
Just at this moment, a heart-piercing wailing sound suddenly came from the dry well.
"What's going on? Could it be that the fallen demon is dying?"
Xuan Xing Shen got up suddenly, staring at the chaotic clock that dimmed instantly without turning his eyes, fearing that in the blink of an eye, the cunning floating dust would break out of the clock again in a crooked way.
"The evil energy is gone, the fallen demon is dead, all the immortal families should disperse."
Seeing that there is no trace of evil around the dry well, the old gentleman who came belatedly said with confidence.
Seeing this, Baidi, who followed closely behind, breathed a sigh of relief, "It is indeed a blessing in the Six Realms that the fallen demons are extinct."
"Is he really dead?"
Xuan Fengqian frowned, and covered his beating heart with his hands, always feeling that Fuchen couldn't die so easily.
Mu Fuqu laughed dumbfounded, and softly comforted Xuanfengqian's emotions, "Since my father has said it, there must be no falsehood."
"I hope so."
Xuanfeng took a deep breath, trying not to think too much.
After a while, when everyone in the courtyard dispersed, Xuan Xingchen noticed Mu Fuqu who was carefully supporting Xuanfengqian, and asked slowly: "Fu'er, I have been looking for you for most of the night, why are you so silent?" Running to Qianqian here loudly?"
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