long night walk

Chapter 258 The Head of the Demon River
The girl glanced sideways at Abandoned Ren, with golden flames swaying in her eye sockets, the entire inn started to burn, and the blazing fire made her brows a little ruthless.

She said slowly: "This is our Demon Race's business."

The people in the inn dispersed and fled for their lives one after another.

For some who couldn't escape, just the hem of their clothes was stained with a ray of fire, and they were instantly burned into a pitch-black skeleton, roaring and wailing in the fire.

Baili flutteringly held a vajra, avoiding the golden fire, rolling out of the inn, and hiding behind a leeward sand dune in the distance, still in shock!
Si Li didn't know when to get up, the snow lion let out a roar, and the hair under his ribs was blown away by the strong wind, revealing dark cloud patterns under his skin.

"Boom!"

The sky was torn apart by a blazing white lightning, and the thunder exploded. The color of the desert landscape quickly turned from yellow to gray, and a piece of gray sand was flying in the air, and the gray sand was mixed with fine crystal ice particles.

The wind is howling, and the sand is wild!
As a pair of snow-covered cloud wings spread out on both sides of the huge snow lion's waist, the entire space was vaguely shrouded in white wind.

The hot temperature dropped rapidly, and the yellow sand underfoot was no longer soft, but extremely hard frozen by a biting cold spread.

Above the sky, snowflakes began to drift.

The inn, which was burnt to only the blackened wreckage, gradually dissipated.

The clear sky was covered by dark clouds, and the sun that had killed countless practitioners of the righteous path in the world was also obscured by dark clouds like thick ink, and no more light could be seen from the sky.

In the land of extreme day, in the blink of an eye, it is like the coming of eternal night.

The sky and the earth are dim, and the cold wind is terrifying.

The spark of the embers was swept up by the wind, and it was extinguished, and no trace could be found.

An old well appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The yellow sand on the edge of the well was blown away layer by layer, revealing masonry covered with moss.

The waterless old well is emitting a crimson light, like magma in hell, and like quicksand hiding fire.

Baili, who was dripping with sweat, was lying on the ground, not daring to take a breath, and staring at the well.

Si Li's tall figure stood by the mouth of the well, she bent her lips and smiled, looking at the girl: "Summer is prosperous, not as good as winter."

The girl's shabby robe was dancing in the wind, and she said, "I'm afraid of the cold."

Si Li looked at the burnt black bones on the ground and said indifferently, "It's a coincidence, I'm afraid of heat."

The girl sighed: "The world is eternal, and this body is no longer available. I have always been curious whether it is my first river's ability or your royal family's talent, Si Li."

She smiled slightly, and her expression was no longer empty and blank: "I have lost countless lives in my life and death for a long time. I have traveled through hell, cooked soup with fire, sawed with axe and halberd, and the sword tree of the gray river. Out of this supremely cursed body, immortal and immortal, it is still difficult for the glaciers to bury this body..."

call out--

Before she could finish her sentence, an unimaginable bright red lightning flashed out like a snake, and the target was the girl's head.

The girl turned her head slightly to avoid it, and the sharp lightning brushed her pale cheeks, splashing a mournful drop of blood.

She showed a distressed look: "Can someone finish talking before starting the fight?"

The skin on the girl's cheeks that should have been torn by lightning quickly healed in the blink of an eye, and there was no trace of scars.

Si Li said indifferently: "Yihe Shuci, you are suffering when you live, why bother to fight to be this devil?"

The girl's name is Shu Ci, who was originally the head of the six rivers in the demon world, but now she is the head of the entire demon world, and is named after the king.

Shu Ci shook his head, and took out a nanmu flute from under the shabby cloak and robe. The end of the flute snaked upward to give birth to a bud of green vines. It's dreamy and beautiful.

However, few people know that this seemingly beautiful flute is an extremely ferocious demon soldier, an existence that can make immortals of thousands of years change their colors.

She looked at Si Li with a smile and said, "I know that your corpse demon king owes His Majesty a great favor, and now Si Li, you are willing to brave the scorching sun to appear in this land of red flames just to repay your love.

All I can say is that His Majesty's ability to produce big things has been suppressed by the head of the people, and he can still use the sound of summoning to attract the royal corpse demon to come here. This is indeed a headache, but I don't like trouble, so let's fight. "

In the darkness of the night, Si Li's emerald blue eyes were like a layer of blood and ink, and the scarlet color faded from the pupils. The blood robe fluttered and danced, and the silver light armor was added.

The golden hook at the end of the bundle slipped off, and the blue silk and black hair spread out like a sea, dancing wildly with the wind.

Si Li raised one arm and held an ominous blood-colored force in her palm. She looked completely challenged.

Shu Ci raised her lips, and a cold fighting intent came out of her body.

The vast sky has become extremely depressed due to the full aura of the two of them, as if the sky may collapse at any time!

But the next moment, the huge snow beast behind Si Li flapped its wings and danced, rolling up the wind, sand and snow, hiding her bright red figure in a pure white world.

In the snow and snow, Si Li's cold and noble voice came out: "I don't have time to play with you here."

Shu Ci's body was stiff, and he still forgot to play the flute in his hand. He watched in disbelief as the wind and sand dissipated in front of him, and the mad snow calmed down.

By the old well, there is still half of the figure of the royal family.

Countless dark shadows were affected by her mood, and they moved uncomfortably and deeply in the yellow sand of Mobei.

She lowered her arms, the flute under her palm turned into a little light and dispersed, and her eyes were gloomy: "I haven't seen you for a thousand years, you have become more shameless."

Abandoned people greeted him: "Your honor..."

Shu Ci raised his arm, interrupted his next words, and said indifferently: "I know, since she loves trespassing in the forbidden area in my demon ruins so much, let her stay in it forever."

Abandoned Ren's gaze away from Sen Ran, and said again: "In this way, to draw the corpse demon clan to fight against the righteous path of Xianzong, it can't be as your lord wishes."

Shu Ci snorted coldly: "With such a rebellious temperament, how can she be willing to condescend to others, but she doesn't have to raise tigers."

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the abandoned person lightly: "You are familiar with the eight-way forbidden method of Chiyan Quicksand, and Si Li will leave it to you to deal with it. Remember, don't let her leave here alive."

Abandoned people bent their backs, laughed, and answered confidently: "You can rest assured, even if she is the royal empress of the corpse demon clan, and she has entered this red flame and quicksand Jedi, she can bury her bones without abandoning people. in quicksand."

Knowing the calm temperament of abandoned people, the girl never boasted about Haikou indiscriminately, so she nodded with satisfaction, and the small figure disappeared into the wind and snow.

(End of this chapter)