Baizi painting did not expect her to have such a skill, did not block it. Now that the scar was exposed, he rarely showed a trace of embarrassment. He did not speak too much, clenched his fist in his right hand, and quickly made a deep wound on his arm, bleeding more blood and wetting the whole sleeve, in sharp contrast to the left.

Feng Feiyu smiled clearly: "just feel that you have a familiar breath, Sansheng pool water to me is just spring water, washed so many times, have long remembered their taste." Baizi painting, you are really disgusting. "

"so what?"

Xu is, has come to this point, Baizi painting unexpectedly suddenly looked up, a pair of black eyes looked hard at Feng Fei Yu.

Gnash your teeth: "so what?" Devil, you say, even if I have the scars made by the unfeeling pool water on my body, how about it? What does it prove? Prove that I have feelings for her? Or does it prove that I still have feelings for her?! Huh? "

He staggered forward step by step, approaching the Fengfeather with the sword, his right arm bleeding and his left half exposed, as if he had gone mad.

But the evil sword has not been put down, the tip of the sword has approached with his movement, pierced under his right clavicle, another inch of wound, blood flow, he did not care.

Feng Feiyu was only caught off guard by his actions, and then did nothing, but allowed the evil sword to be held by her and poked steadily on his body.

She said sarcastically, "what? I am not interested in how this scar came from. I just hope that from now on, your Majesty will not disturb our demon world again. Changliushan is still waiting for you to rectify, my family bones have also given up their obsession with you, but also please stop being self-righteous to come here to provoke. "

Baizi painting snorted: "she is my apprentice, but also my only apprentice in this life, she is dead or alive, she should go back with me for a long stay and pay the price for what she has done."

The injury on his body did not seem to be his. His immortal imprint gradually deepened, his black eyes glowed purple, and gradually he was no longer the immortal who stayed in the breeze and the moon.

He is obsessed with spending thousands of bones, thinking that no matter what, he has to be by his side and in front of his eyes.

Feng Feiyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a weak voice.

"Dongfang, please honor this for me."

I don't know how much heard when woke up with a thousand bones. No sooner had she dropped her voice than she thought of a clear bell.

Dongfang Yuqing turned back and reached for it. It was the palace bell that hung on her waist all the year round.

Because of her mastery of the five elements, the color of the palace bell is clear and exquisite, shining with colorful light, and the bell sound is clear and pleasant, as if it can purify some filth.

As soon as Baizi drew his ears, he looked at the sound, and his eyes tightened.

Dongfang Yuqing picked up the steps with the palace bell and approached this side step by step.

Baizi painting, for some reason, frowned and hurried back two steps. But the evil sword was pulled out because of his action, and the blood flow could not be stopped, and he did not care, as if the Oriental Emperor was a scourge.

"Bones." His voice was so weak that he looked closely at the shaking palace bell in the hand of Dongfang Yuqing.

In the end, Dongfang Ying Qing was one step faster and stood in front of him, holding out his hand with an expressionless face.

The palace bell rang.

White painted lips.

The flower lies with thousands of bones, just looking at the white clothes from a distance, but he is very embarrassed at the moment.

She smiled weakly and said weakly, "the palace bell was returned to master. The disciple made a big mistake. I didn't ask for master's forgiveness, but I just wanted to have nothing to do with it from now on." It is a helpless move to accommodate the power of the demon gods, leaving all the brothers and sisters dead and injured because of me. From then on, Hua Qiangu is no longer an apprentice. Also. No longer step out of the demon world. "

"Bones."

"with all due respect, it doesn't seem to be. It did not cause unrest in the six worlds, for the sake of the loss of life. And please. Spare my life. "

Chapter 82 I want to marry you

"with all due respect, it doesn't seem to be. It did not cause unrest in the six worlds, for the sake of the loss of life. And please. Spare my life. "

She spoke so seriously that she didn't go to see the white painting.

Baizi painting looked at the palace bell that had calmed down, and the color above showed what perseverance and ability his apprentice had, and how difficult the skill of the five elements was, but she integrated it here. If it were not for these things and accidents, he would not know how proud he would be.

"Xiao Bu, since I have accepted you as an apprentice and promised to take care of you, you are the only apprentice in my life." He straightened up, did not look at the palace bell, stared at the position of the thousand bones of the flowers, and refused to give way.

Hua Qiangu closed her eyes and said, "Fei Yu, I don't feel well."... "

Feng Feiyu immediately turned forward, picked her up neatly, helped her up from the bench, and walked slowly back step by step.

Baizi took a step forward and was about to say something when he heard Feng Feiyu walk over and over: "East, drive him out."

Dongfang Qingqing was silent for a moment, and finally helplessly moved a step to block the white painting.

"your Majesty has heard that you are not welcome in the demon world. Since you are badly hurt, you'd better go back and have a rest and have a good recovery. " As he spoke, he reached out and forced his hand over the sleeve painted by Baizi and forced the palace bell on him.

As for why not just hold hands.

He hates it.

"." Baizi painting wanted to refuse the plugging of the palace bell, but he knew that the oriental emperor would not be distressed about this thing. In case the struggle fell to the ground and broke, it was still himself who felt heartache. So he had to grasp the tassel of the nearly fallen palace bell and hold it tightly in his hand.

Seeing him like this, Dongfang Yuqing said coldly, "Baizi painting, after so many years, I should begin to sympathize with you now." He spoke sarcastically, with contempt in his eyes, as if he were not looking at a superior immortal, but a mortal in the dust.

Although Baizi painting is badly hurt in blood, and his temperament has changed because of falling immortals, he is still a desolate person after all. As he listened to the East saying these words to himself, he smiled mockingly and looked up.