Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

27. Serve this king well, I will tell you.

The Kunlun sword was extremely fast, and a sharp sword beam cut through the sky, almost swept out the afterimage, and firmly intercepted Bi Fang's Li Huo.

Chu Fan took this opportunity to run back, and just turned around, he fell into a fragrant embrace.

Is the priest.

Ziwei put her behind him, pointed and swiped, and the flying sword came out of its sheath, but instead of attacking Bi Fang, it stabbed Ling Ran at the void behind it.

The sky that was about to dawn on the Milky Way turned into a purgatory filled with clouds and thunder.

The sky rained blood, and was blocked by Feifang's mechanism. Ziwei bound Bi Fang with his left hand. He touched Bi Fang's forehead and pulled out a bloodshot from his temple.

It's a tiny curled up bug.

It was thrown on the wooden board, but in an instant, the worm immediately broke its cocoon into a butterfly, flapped its wings, and rushed towards Ziwei.

The sword light slashed down along the arc, and the butterfly turned into a broken stump.

Zi raised his head slightly, his broad sleeves were full of wind, and his voice was clear and quiet, like a wave of water, "Demon, don't hide."

"You're still so boring... and hateful." The voice was weird, sticky and bloody, with a sarcasm, "Kunlun Ziwei, actually huddled in a boat."

Ziwei's face was indifferent, "I thought you wouldn't show up so early."

The demon clenched his fist, looked at the long sword in his hand, his phalanx kept clenching, and he laughed, "You still think...you can count on your destiny and be omnipotent."

His voice was full of hate.

Jing Shu knew that Tianmo was the most resentful of geniuses and jealous of the strong.

Especially for the sub-micro.

His early years are also known to everyone. Because the demon is not born a demon, he is also a mixed-blood, a half-demon. His parents loved each other very much and named him Jiang Feng to commemorate their love at first sight when they first met.

It's just that as soon as they gave birth to Jiang Feng, they were discovered by the human and demon clans. They did not resist and exchanged their own lives for the child's life.

No one disciplined him, those people abandoned him in the mountains, and he was raised by a she-wolf.

Therefore, the more people who are discriminated and ignored, the more they desire power. When he grew up, he became a swordsman.

Kendo is always known as the way of the strongest, and what Jianxiu has sought in his life is not only the sword heart, but also the recognition of the divine sword. It is an honor and a symbol of power.

Fourteen states and three immortal swords were placed in Kunlun in turn, under Zhou and Shushan. He tried one by one, and the three thousand steps were soaked with blood from his knees, but none of them recognized him as the master.

He is gloomy and cruel, and he wants to conquer the Divine Sword.

At that time, the relationship between the human and the demon was not eased, and others laughed at him, no matter how obsessed he was, he could not impress the gods. A bastard is a bastard, how could he be favored by Divine Sword.

Everyone thought so until Ziwei picked up the Kunlun Sword - he was not even a sword cultivator, what he learned was more Taoism.

But he was recognized as the master by Divine Sword.

Their experiences are so similar, but they have gone to two completely different life paths.

In the end, Jiang Feng fell into a demon, abolished the whole body exercises, and never touched the sword again, but it was Ziwei who sealed him into Chi Yuan with the Kunlun Divine Sword.

Maybe this is the enemy.

Ziwei interrupted Jingshu's recollection, he looked directly into the bloody eyes of the demon, "I never felt that I was omnipotent."

The two faced each other in silence.

Bi Fang fainted, Long Nu and her attendants bowed their heads in silence, only Chu Fan raised his head to look at the demon.

His face was haggard, the bridge of his nose was high, and there were a pair of blood-red pupils in his thin and narrow eyes. Dressed in a black robe, his clothes are wide, and his figure is hidden in the clouds, but he can also see that he is extremely skinny.

Weird was a better word for him than handsome.

He was the one who took his brother.

Chu Fan couldn't help but wanted to ask him what the bloodthirsty feeling was like...

She lowered her head and grasped the corner of her robe.

Tianmo is the best at figuring out people's hearts. He looked at Chu Fan's shrunken shoulders, his mind moved, and countless blood butterflies rushed over, mocking, "Let me see what kind of waste is following you now."

Zi frowned slightly, holding the sword in his left hand and turning the Kongtong seal in his right hand, blocking the blood butterfly in front of the flying boat.

Jing Shu put Bi Fang in the animal bag and said quickly, "Sir, I will deal with these butterflies."

Ziwei cast another seal, trapping the butterfly inside, "Just look at it."

The Heavenly Demon leaned slightly, clasped his hands into claws, and grabbed towards Chu Fan. At this time, the cold light of the Kunlun sword poured out, staggered against his claws, and a burst of electric sparks came out.

In an instant, Chu Fan smelled the smell of the demon, leather and blood.

The devil is obviously too.

"You...you smell like a fox." He suddenly found something funny, his eyes were as scarlet as blood butterflies, and he laughed wildly, "Ziwei, how dare you have weaknesses!"

He grabbed Chu Fan again, only to see a sword flying towards him, the eternity was silent, and the clear light suddenly illuminated the night sky, shaking him ten feet away.

The devil retreats.

He licked the non-existent blood on his fingertips, stared at Chu Fan, and said slowly, "Your face... I look familiar..."

Chu Fan's pupils shrank slightly and his face was pale: "What did you do to him?"

The demon's eyes were glued to her face, which made people uncomfortable, and his voice also contained some kind of teasing and mocking: "You stab at it, come with me, and take care of this king, I will tell you. "

The wind blew away the dark clouds, revealing a ray of dawn, bringing a biting cold.

With a cold face, Chu Fan opened his mouth softly and spit out two words.

"nausea."

Heavenly Demon smiled, stood upright on the mast of the flying boat, fell back, turned into countless blood butterflies, the red light was annihilated, and then slowly dissipated in the air.