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    The ninety-sixth chapter, the beautiful lady of Qing Ben, sincerely wrongly paid

    Mirror country, Jiu Ming City, monsters everywhere, corpses spread thousands of miles. en8.

    A lonely humane disciple fled in a hurry among the broken wells and the ruins, behind him there was a faint ghost of Lan Youyou looming, chasing after him. He was panting rapidly, only feeling that his hands and feet were cold under the pressure of this ghost fire, and he couldn't resist at all.

    He ran across half of the city wall and saw a woman in red standing on the broken bluestone. The woman turned her back to him, looking at the pure white and holy altar in the northern sky, her back was depressed and lonely.

    "Run away, girl! The ghostly people are here!"

    The first reaction of this famous Daoist disciple was not to ask for help, but to remind the woman to escape quickly.

    The red-clothed woman turned her head back suddenly, and the humane disciples froze in place.

    There is no rhetoric in the world that can match her face. As soon as she looked back, she was dazzling and dazzling, making people forget that she was in the midst of gunpowder and war. She was wearing a thin scarlet dance dress, her physique was weak and light, she was invincible in clothes, jade bones and ice muscles, and she had a romantic attitude.

    The woman in red seemed to be stunned when she heard the voice of the humane disciple, then stepped down from the bluestone slab and stretched out her hand towards the man: "Don't be afraid, just come by my side."

    The fine sound contained the cloud, the clear spring came out of the stream, and this beautiful woman who was alluring the country and the city was impeccable even in her voice.

    The humane disciple walked towards the woman in red in a trance, and could not help but put his hand on her body. The woman lowered her eyes and smiled, tenderly like water, and gently threw herself into his arms.

    Then her hand turned into claws and penetrated the heart of the famous Taoist disciple.

    The corpse of the famous Daoist disciple rotted into ashes in an instant, and was scattered all over the ground. The red-clothed woman's skirt was flying, and it was not stained with any filth.

    "Human, it's really dirty..." She raised her hand and looked at the distant holy altar from the gap between her fibrous hands. The holy brilliance on it couldn't cover up the bloodshed during the humane expedition.

    "I feel dirty, why are you touching him?"

    An elegant and slightly evil voice came from the corner, and the scholar-like ghost Xiu slowly paced out. He was wearing a big crane feather cloak, holding a folding fan in his hand, and looked at the woman in red with deep eyes. It was Song Liyou who came.

    The woman in red looked at her hand with a confused expression: "Yeah, it's so dirty, why can't I help but touch..."

    "You are not sitting on the front line of Xianhua City, what are you doing here?"

    Hu Hanmei, the celestial demon of the 100,000 Mountains, the peak powerhouse in the entire demon army, was looking at Song Liyou in confusion at this time: "What's the use of me going there?"

    Song Liyou raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Why is it useless, stabilize the military's heart, and thank the sage by the way. en8."

    "Heh..." Hu Hanmei smiled, walked over to him, took his hand and said, "Then please go with me."

    Song Li was worried about the soft jade in his arms, but his heart immediately became cold, he struggled a bit, but he couldn't shake her off, so he could only coax in a good voice: "My master has ordered me to stay here and not leave. …”

    Hu Hanmei leaned against him, and his jade bones carried the fragrance of sinking water, which lured people into the sea of ​​desire, and then fell into depression: "I went to Master Mang Yi and said, how about you accompany me to the front line?"

    Song Liyou struggled again, but he couldn't do anything, and he immediately regretted provoking this witch.

    His heart sank, and he simply refused: "Forget it, you're not joking. If you go to the front line, I'm afraid that you will be shot down by the Heavenly Altar, right?"

    Hu Hanmei in her arms didn't speak for a long time, and when she spoke again, she was full of smiles, and she didn't know what she was covering up.

    "Yes, yes." Hu Hanmei said.

    She let go of Song Liyou and walked towards the city wall with her back to him. Her body is thin and weak, which is a contradictory and harmonious contrast to the majesty of this ancient city.

    Song Liyou felt that such a romantic and enchanting woman should not be able to cope with loneliness, but looking at her back, she really had an indescribable feeling of desolation.

    "What's wrong with you?"

    Song Liyou sighed softly, Qing Ben beautiful, but how could she really pay by mistake.

    "Our demons have always done what they want, but in the end they were said to be reckless and do whatever they wanted. You are humane, what you want to do has always been in the bottom of your heart, and you will be in charge of the avenue, through the sky and the latitude, but You can call yourself a great benevolent and holy, transcendent and holy..."

    Song Liyou wanted to emphasize that she was not a humane cultivator, but she quickly understood that she meant something else.

    "Okay, don't talk about it." He advised softly.

    Hu Hanmei didn't stop, she covered her face and knelt down along the edge of the city wall a little bit, and was heading towards the altar of the sky.

    "Before the sage in Yaoque Tower helped me get out of trouble, I spent more than a hundred years in the Jingdu Hongluan Pavilion. For more than a hundred years, I always thought that I would be like a mortal prostitute. Until I became old and faded... I danced countless dances and sang countless songs, and there was not a moment in my heart that I didn't think about destroying humanity. When I got out of trouble, I still thought, that I would kill him on the altar of heaven. Below, let him be stained with my blood."

    "It's all over, don't mention it."

    Song Liyou came from Beichuan University, so he didn't know much about the relocation of the Temple of Heaven, the destruction of Tianzhu, the blood sacrifice in the city, and the entanglements between humanism and demon and ghosts. But during the war, he fought side by side with Hu Hanmei a lot, and he could see some unknown things from her words and deeds.

    Hu Hanmei smiled happily and said, "Yeah, it's all over, I've been fighting for 12 years, and now I feel really tired."

    Song Liyou sighed, if ordinary people are tired, they can return to their hometown and take care of their lives, but Hu Hanmei, who has blood on his hands, is afraid that he will not be able to wait for the day of rest. In her early years, she was hard-edged. Later, she was suppressed by the sages of humanity for more than a hundred years. When she reappeared in the world, she was even more vicious and vicious than before.

    In this world, she has too many enemies and too many pretenders, but she has no place to live.

    He looked at Hu Hanmei's alluring face, thinking that both beauties and heroes are evil, so it's better to be a real villain.

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    He was about to say something, but saw a flash of thunder in the sky, and a hundred disciples of Shenyin Sect flew in from outside the city wall, the leader of them wearing black clothes, holding a small golden pagoda in their hands.

    The Taoist priest in Xuanyi descended in front of the two of them. He had clear eyebrows, white hair reaching his waist, but his expression was icy, with no trace of popularity.

    "Shen Yinmen Rong Daozi, come to take your life."

    After hearing this, Hu Hanmei stood up slowly, the cinnabar between her brows was like blood, and she was really beautiful and murderous.

    But there was never a red face in the eyes of the Supreme Daoist cultivator, only the bones, he said: "Please advise Tianhu."

    Hu Hanmei stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and his voice was fierce: "I really can't see you white-haired people!"

    Song Liyou laughed. This Rong Daozi came at the right time. Just now, Jiu Minghu was poked at the old wound of the white-haired national teacher. At this moment, he was also angry. But right now, the battle between the immortal and the demonic has little to do with him. Should he watch the fun or withdraw first?

    "I don't know who this is?" I didn't expect Rong Daozi to notice him.

    Song Liyou's expression was straight, and she cupped her hands and said, "Fengducheng, Song Liyou."

    "It turned out to be under the ghost king's sect, I don't know if you and Tianhu Yaozun are...?"

    Song Liyou folded the fan and said with a light smile: "We are not together, neither are Fengducheng and Shiwanda Mountain, Song is here to watch the battle, both of you please feel free."

    Rong Daozi looked flat: "Then ask fellow Daoists to step back."

    The small tower in his hand grew louder, and countless rays of light shot out from the tower in all directions, forming a solid golden cage in the air. Song Liyou turned into a ghost, and immediately retreated from the place shrouded by the golden light, but Hu Hanmei stood there, wrapped his hands around his hair, and did not move.

    This golden cage also wrapped the bluestone slabs on the ground, with the small golden pagoda in the center as the center, and surrounded Rong Daozi and Hu Hanmei in it. At this time, Rong Daozi had already put down the pagoda, and the hundred disciples of Shenyin Sect behind him recited the mantra, and then injected vitality into the cage to reinforce it again and again.

    A cold light flashed in Hu Hanmei's eyes, and he glanced at the golden walls: "Do you think you are a beast?"

    Rong Daozi was unmoved and said indifferently: "Isn't it?"

    Hu Hanmei suddenly smiled, nine tails emerged from under her skirt, and the red lines gradually spread over her face, turning her stunning appearance into a monstrous and ferocious figure. The sunny weather that was cloudless just now turned gloomy.

    She screamed in the sky, and her violent demonic energy shot straight into the sky.

    Rong Daozi's hands were shining brightly, his hands clasped together, and the thunder came down. The opposite of yin and yang is for thunder, which tore the dense purple lines in the sky like a crack, and then fell in front of Hu Hanmei in the blink of an eye.

    Hu Han's eyebrows were teasing: "That's it?"

    The dazzling light surrounded her, and when the thunder dissipated, she still stood firmly on the spot, the red dress was not messed up.

    Rong Daozi sighed in his heart, the first attempt was unsuccessful, and Hu Hanmei was no longer capable of handling it at his level. But since the saint has already ordered, he has no choice, either he will die here, or he will defeat Hu Hanmei and return with a complete victory.

    Hu Hanmei licked the corner of his lips, looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled: "I suddenly found out...you look good."

    Outside the golden cage, Song Liyou coughed a few times. The technique of Tianhu harvesting yin and replenishing yang was not inferior to that of the Demon Dao Huatian Desire Demon Sect, but he was not ready to see the scene, not to mention that there were still hundreds of disciples of Shenyin Sect here. Woolen cloth.

    "Come on, let my sister take a closer look..." Hu Han's eyebrows were red with a bewitching redness, and the technique of bewildering the gods was activated naturally.

    Rong Daozi closed his eyes and focused, his expression was calm and peaceful, he said indifferently: "Too Shang Wuxin, Tianhu Yaozun should change some tricks."

    As he said that, a clear light flew out like electricity and hit Hu Han's eyebrows!

    Hu Hanmei frowned, her movement was faster than this clear light, Song Liyou clearly saw that she was still standing there, but the next moment she looked at her and found that she had turned her hands into claws and appeared behind Rong Daozi.

    She clasped Rong Daozi's throat with one hand, stuck out her tongue and slowly licked it down his neck.

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