Chapter 420: Get angry and die!
Nan Yuan continued to count Yun Wuya's guilt, and the nameless fire in her heart became more and more intense, "Sweet words that a ruthless sword cultivator would never say to coax a simple little flower demon."
"Use a bunch of worthless Lingshi Caijing to coax a simple little flower demon who has never seen the world to form a Taoist partner with him."
"To create such a big battle at the Dao Companion Ceremony, let everyone in the cultivation world know that my simple little flower demon is his Dao Companion."
"It's hard to get hold of it, it's hard to talk, it's half-concealed, it deliberately misunderstood me, and then asked me to take the initiative to bring up the matter of dual cultivation. Yun Wuya is a scheming sword cultivator!"
Sugar was stunned.
After Yuanyuan said this, it felt that Yun Fake Immortal's scheming rank had changed from diamond to king.
Nan Yuan said expressionlessly: "In short, I don't want to see him for the time being."
Xiaotang snorted, "So that's the case. I'm sorry, Yuanyuan, I had a moment just now that I felt that you wanted to break your word, so you ran away. I really shouldn't be, Yuanyuan is so arrogant, Fearless, not even the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, how could it be such a shrewd tortoise who broke his promise!"
Nan Yuan's eyes flashed slightly and she was silent.
She suddenly felt that she should shave Xiaotang's hair just now and let Xiaotang run naked.
"By the way, Yuanyuan, I think you should know something. When you fought the old witch in the final battle, because you were beaten so badly, you were about to die, so I didn't see Yun Fake Immortal being enchanted. !"
Nan Yuan looked at Xiaotang, her eyes were slightly heavy, her eyes were sharp, "What did you say?"
Xiaotang's body trembled, but because she had just been shaved, the trembling of the fluff was no longer obvious. The very artistic movement of trembling hair lost its soul.
"I said Yun Fake Immortal has gone crazy, but the symptoms of enchantment are unstable."
Nan Yuan lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. The cold and paralyzed face showed no expression, giving a very cold feeling.
Xiao Tang suddenly lost.
The flower demon kite just died, and it is a little nostalgic.
Although Yuanyuan was a bit weak when she was a flower demon, there were many beautiful and moving expressions on Yuanyuan's face, and she smiled at it several times, and it was a good-looking smile!
"Yuanyuan, I'm worried that the fake immortal Yun won't be able to see our words, and will become a demon again, completely turning into a demon cultivator. Are we really leaving him alone? I can't bear it, how can you bear it, Yuanyuan?" Xiaotang asked with a wink. .
Nan Yuan pierced Xiaotang's intention with one sentence, "You are afraid that no one will take you on the ice skating boat in the future, and no one will take you for a ride."
Candy: …
Huh? Does it think so? It doesn't know yet.
Nan Yuan said that she was annoying, but then she pinched a wind letter and sent it to Yun Wuya.
The content of Fengxin is as follows: The physical problem has been solved, don't worry, if you are in a bad mood, go around, don't read or search.
"Yuanyuan, this content seems familiar, have you dealt with a little wolf dog with similar words before?"
Nan Yuan said lightly: "I can't remember, after all, they are all old witches who lived for ten thousand years. What kind of old witch is the ancestor of Hehuan, I think I am the old witch."
Xiaotang's desire to survive reached the strongest in an instant, "Yuanyuan, I was really wrong! I shouldn't make up your ten thousand years old, our Yuanyuan is only over a thousand years old, but we are young! If Yuanyuan is not four-clawed red The **** snake has a short infancy, and Yuanyuan is like me now, still a baby! Really!"
Nan Yuan does not eat this set of rainbow farts.
Speaking of rainbow farts, Nan Yuan was upset again.
When she was still a simple little flower demon, she actually blew Yun Wuya's rainbow fart for those worthless broken spirit stones and pills?
After thinking about it, it seemed that all the memories that upset her were related to Yun Wuya.
She is still very domineering in front of others.
No wonder she is so annoying now, because she has too many memories with Yun Wuya.
Nan Yuan kicked the stone on the ground, and with just a slight kick, the hard rock was torn apart.
The hand patted the tree casually again, and a tree was broken in the blink of an eye.
Nanyuan kicked the stone all the way and shot the tree all the way.
Fortunately, this is a fantasy world, otherwise Nan Yuan, the king of destruction, will definitely be detained and educated.
Xiaotang: I don’t know if it’s an illusion. After recovering my memory and returning to the four-clawed red-blooded snake, which is so powerful that it has no natural enemies, the Yuanyuan Bunker is a bunker, but it also brought a little bit of it. I don’t know where it came from. Childish and stupid.
The behavior of kicking stones and patting trees is very similar to the little pot friend.
Could it be that it praised the baby just now?
"If Yuanyuan is in a bad mood, why don't you go to the demon cultivator's site and start a killing spree? Those magic cultivators have lives in their hands, and it's not a pity to die."
Nan Yuan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and she responded almost immediately: "It's a good way, let's go, bloodbath the Hehuan Palace!"
Xiaotang just said it casually, but she didn't expect Nanyuan to agree so happily.
As soon as he opened his mouth, it was the Hehuan Palace. Xiaotang was deeply suspicious, and Nan Yuan wanted to go there early in the morning.
As for what to do, needless to say, of course, to avenge the fake immortal Yun!
In the Hehuan Palace at this time, the magic cultivators were full of sadness.
After all, a big living person escaped from the Hehuan Palace, and the guards in the Hehuan Palace are responsible. If they are escaped by that person, their lives will be over!
Those who are handsome can still survive and use their bodies to please the ancestors of Hehuan, while those who are ugly will probably only die tragically.
Several high-ranking witch modifiers got together to discuss the matter.
"This sword cultivator has been soaking in the Desire Pond for so long, and was poisoned by the ancestors of Hehuan. His cultivation base has been completely lost. Where can he go? We should not worry about nothing."
"Is the taste of this ruthless sword cultivator so good? The ancestors of Hehuan have already picked up several sword cultivators."
"It's not the ruthless sword cultivator that tastes good, it's this Yun Wuya, you haven't seen it so I don't know, but I have seen it with my own eyes, that appearance and bearing are superb! The Hundred Sects of the Shangxian Sect are bound to taste the taste of this person..."
"Xianzong Baimen is a piece of shit! When the ancestors of Hehuan came out today, these old men have to admit it. The strict head of the sword sect can only allow his disciples to be defiled by the ancestors of Hehuan, hahaha..."
"This Yun Wuya is so handsome, with a high level of cultivation, and Yuan Yang is also very pure. I want to pick him up too! It's a pity, the ancestor of Hehuan is the biggest here. I don't know if the ancestor is willing to reward him after playing enough To our subordinates."
"The ancestor of Hehuan spent so much time training Yun Wuya's body, is he willing to take supplements? It is estimated that he will keep raising it, just like raising Qi Ningyan's dog..."
"That's not necessarily true. Yun Wuya's escape angered the ancestor of Hehuan. Maybe the ancestor changed his mind and directly used him as a cauldron. When the ancestor of Hehuan picked it up to the foundation-building stage, this person would have nothing to do with the ancestor of Hehuan. What's the use, when we speak again, the ancestors of Hehuan will definitely reward us, hee hee hee..."
Several female demons were laughing non-stop.
Nan Yuan, who came from the broken void, just heard the conversation of these few people, a pair of red blood pupils flashed bloodthirsty murderous intent, and the evil spirit also raged wildly in an instant!
"My man dares to think about it, all, go, die!"