Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Seeing Yan Xueli's appearance, Fan Yunmo knew that she was sick, and it was not light, and she was even holding a sword and walking towards her step by step.

"Yunmo, I want to see the flowers."

"I want to see your flowers bloom with blood."

The calm voice echoed in the void, like the whisper of a demon.

Yan Xueli's body was full of blood, if she didn't know it, maybe Fan Yunmo really mistook her for a person in the Demon Dao.

The face is clear and the white clothes are neat.

Even if he kills countless enemies, the white clothes are still spotless.

Her bloody red eyes were hidden from under her hair, and she looked at Fan Yunmo obsessively, her eyes were cold and ruthless, and the smile on the corners of her mouth made people feel creepy and full of unnatural feelings.

Fan Yunmo took a step back nervously, knowing that no matter how crazy Yan Xueli was, he would not be so sick, every smile and every move made people feel cold all the time.

His small step back made Yan Xueli Feng's eyes worry.

"Yun Mo, you're afraid of me, right?"

Yan Xueli's voice was low and hoarse, and she asked, "Why are you afraid of me?" Don't you love me?

"I just want to be with you forever..." "

It's not Sister Xue Li, you calm down first."

did not wait for Fan Yunmo to persuade.

Thinking of this, Yan Xueli looked at him more firmly, with an indulgent smile on her pretty face, holding her rosy face with an uneven gasp: "Yes!" Yunmo, we will always be together, okay? Saying

that, she was like a fresh breeze coming towards Fan Yunmo, almost crazy sneering, cold and violent, her robe fluttering, and the white light Fan was surging with a surging chill.

Wow -

the fairy sword is stabbed!

Fan Yunmo's body was wonderful, and he easily avoided it after retreating a few times, and at the same time, his feet wandered the dragon and staggered, and soon approached Yan Xueli's side.

With a psychedelic body, Yan Xueli was extremely vigilant.

She has seen this method on Taoyuan Peak, and it can be said that it is truly invisible and shadowless.

Yan Xueli didn't want to hurt him with the ghost fire, so she stretched out her hand and bent it into a claw and grabbed him in the chest, trying to grab Fan Yunmo's collar and knock him down.

But Yan Xueli thought too much, because he couldn't touch the corner of Fan Yunmo's clothes at all.

In the blink of an eye, Fan Yunmo grabbed her white wrist and pulled it back hard to make Yan Xueli lose her balance, and at the same time he took a step back from the side, reflexively pressed the back of her head, and pressed her to the ground, unable to move.

In one go, hand to hand.

Crackling -

an uproar of applause rang out.

Fan Yunmo turned his head and glanced at it, and found that his wife and the little fox, as well as the silver phantom of the owner of the secret realm, were all squatting on the side and silently watching the play, until he caught Yan Xueli alive and did not unconsciously applaud.

"Mo'er, powerful."

"Tweet!"

One spirit and one demon give the highest praise.

Although the little fox also wants to applaud, it is a pity that the front paws are shorter, and can only pat the belly and make a similar applause.

Fan Yunmo exhaled: "Mom, you don't know to help me."

Fan Niang got up and said lightly: "Mo'er, your daughter-in-law has to take care of herself, and her mother can't help you." "

Eh! Mother? The

silver phantom who heard this looked at Fan Niang, turned to look at Fan Yunmo, and exclaimed, "Senior, this is you?" "

Hmm."

Fan Niang raised her neck proudly, and then looked at her with a little regret: "It's a pity that you are not a girl of this era, otherwise you can be my second daughter-in-law and open up branches." The

silver phantom quickly waved his hand: "Forget it, senior, it's better to be a sister, for the young, I can't take care of it, it's too sticky." "

The words are hidden, Fan Yunmo naturally hears the meaning from it, as a Xuanqi realm powerhouse, it is really normal to have one or two male pets, not to mention the female frequency Shuangwen, it is simply an obvious thing.

"Yun Mo, do you hate me?" Yan Xueli was pinned to the ground, and could only twist his delicate body to resist, but in Fan Yunmo's hands, he was only at his mercy.

She didn't understand why Fan Yunmo didn't accept herself.

The doubt in my heart gradually turned into a wave of resentment.

At the same time, the peach blossom mark between her eyebrows gradually became brighter, her breath was thick, the madness in her eyes became more and more intense, and her voice was low and cold: "Yun Mo, you..."

Before the words were finished, suddenly warm blood fell on her delicate face.

Yan Xueli was stunned on the ground for a few breaths, watching the drop after drop of blood blooming into blood flowers in front of her eyes, blood splashed on her face, accompanied by warmth, her heart went into arrest, and for the first time she felt what was called distress.

I saw Fan Yunmo cut through the palm of his hand, and the blood flowed endlessly.

"Is that all right?"

Seeing Yan Xueli calm down, he was relieved.

For the matter of cutting the palm of his hand, except for a momentary pain, it has no effect on him, and he can even regulate the blood qi in the body, which can be regarded as a release of self, and it can be regarded as satisfying Yan Xueli's willfulness.

Fan Yunmo slowly dropped his palm, and blood dripped down his fingertips.

Yan Xueli quietly looked at the blooming blood flowers on the ground, her cold eyes gradually softened, pursed her lips, her eyes revealed a trace of charm in the flow, her eyes were as tender as water, and the good season was like a dream.

The worried willow eyebrows frowned slightly, her gentle gaze reflected a pure and flawless brilliance, pursed her lips and spoke, "Yun Mo, I.............,"

The jade shoulder white clothes were stained with spots red, her voice trembled, and when she woke up, she felt deeply blamed, got up and looked at Fan Yunmo, and somehow faced it, but directly grabbed the fairy sword and wanted to go to her chest.

Frightened, Fan Yunmo hurriedly held the hilt of the sword: "It's not Sister Xue Li, what are you doing?"

He wondered about Yan Xueli's behavior, just calm down, how could he want to commit suicide?

Seeing Yan Xueli's pale little face, Fan Yunmo sighed softly, took the fairy sword from her hand, and fell aside, before daring to lean down and hold her in his arms, without too much comfort, just silently rubbed her head with another clean hand.

Not far away.

Looking at the two people hugging each other, the silver phantom's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Yan Xueli, because the breath just now was too familiar: "Senior, Fang Cai's breath..." Fan

Niang stroked her forehead at this moment: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it would be so, Nine Heavenly Xuannu, heh, it's really interesting." "

The same is a genius, and the mortal mother knows herself.

She originally thought that Yan Xueli was the royal family of the Ancient Yan Clan, but she had just inherited the inheritance of the Nine Heavenly Xuannu, and she didn't want to be her reincarnation, so the nature was different.

In ancient times, the Nine Heavenly Xuannu was indifferent and ruthless, killing countless people, and the blood and qi contaminated with it could be compared to a generation of gods and demons, and her cultivation was even stronger and stronger, and if she regained her inheritance, she would carry a few wisps of memory.

If she could, Fan Niang would like to see one or two, but unfortunately, when the Nine Heavens Xuannu was proud of the crowd, she only concentrated on retreat cultivation, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to try to break the cocoon and turn into a butterfly, and should rob the future Heavenly Destiny, and she didn't want to be pregnant unexpectedly on the day of incarnation, so that she had to make other preparations............

At the same time.

Everyone who is still in the secret level is still working hard.

There are seven levels in the secret realm of the Xuannu Treasure Vault, and each level is bound to go through a difficult process.

Roar—

A roar of divine anger sounded in the red flames.

This place is the fourth level of the prefecture, and as far as the eye can see, the incomparably hot lava rolls up thousands of feet of red waves, and at the same time, the demons hidden under the magma are like dragons turning over the river.

Thundered!

The lava fire moth slammed into the stone wall with its body, which immediately caused a shock!

Rocks fall from the sky.

Blood was dripping with blood, and the gray earth was stained red.

Countless monks were smashed to death, like a purgatory.

At the same time, magma flowed from the gaps of the stone beasts formed by rocks, and the bloody pupils carried endless killing intent, and with a "boom" punch, several cultivators were immediately hammered, turning into a pool of rotten blood and mud.

The sword sound instantly dazzled, and a surging flame sword radiance instantly split the attacking stone beast in half.

"Hold on, everyone! The more dangerous the zone, the more it means that we are not far from the eyes of the French formation! As long as you find the eyes, you can solve the current crisis! "

The sword is ruthless while fighting, while roaring, wanting to inspire.

However, the Yan Clan and the others, who had not experienced life and death, all looked terrified, pale and powerless and retreated one after another, and only a few qualified cultivators were making a living in the fight.

As a cultivator who had just entered the Heavenly Spring Realm, even though he had seen countless scenes of demons fighting for territory in the White Demon Dense Forest, seeing the real hell at this time still made him stand in place at a loss.

At this time, for some reason, he actually thought of Fan Yunmo and Yan Xueli, if the overall strength of the two would have improved a lot, after all, the two of them had the strength to hold on to the big demon.

But since the Ancient Arena, he hadn't seen Yan Xueli again, and Fan Yunmo hadn't seen him from beginning to end.

He guessed that he might be dead, but more often he felt like he was on the verge of escaping.

"Damn it! If you know it earlier, you won't come!

Yan Hao cursed, but in a blink of an eye, he was targeted by a stone beast.

The feeling between life and death is daunting.

Phew!

The sword fell, the sword ruthlessly saved him, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Yan Hao and roared: "Get out to the back!" "

When I saw him, I couldn't help but worry about the little junior brother.

Yan Haomune nodded, and then ran away, without the slightest temper, without the pride and complacency of being outside, and forgetting that he was a genius who entered the Heavenly Spring Realm at the age of seventeen, and at this moment... Just want to live.

...........

At the same time, the last level of Fan Yunmo did not have any external injuries on his body except for the injury on his palm.

It can be said that he is completely relaxed, except for Yan Xueli's change.

"Okay, since one person and one demon have brought you back, let's leave."

"Wait."

Just after taking a few steps, Fan Yunmo turned back to the silver phantom and said, "Senior, can you help me pay more attention to the young man with a tiger's back and bear waist in the light curtain?" He is my senior brother. In

the face of Fan Yunmo's repeated requests, the silver phantom instinctively wanted to refuse, but Fan Niang next to her immediately gave her a warning.

So she had to use a gritted tone of teeth and nodded, "Okay." "

As the master of the secret realm, a wisp of a remnant soul, I don't want to look at the face of others after death, it is simply a great shame, it seems that it is caused by my own lack of strength.

Fan Yunmo took Yan Xueli and the little fox and walked towards the Void Gate together, while the silver shadow looked at the back of Fan Yunmo leaving, until the Fan Niang on the side did not enter the Void Gate and disappeared.

Only then did she dare to mutter, "If my reincarnation encounters him, I will definitely use pills to block his mouth!" "

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(lying on the ground: Yan Xueli)

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