Chapter 490: Physical Excesses

Shen Xue and the others also chased after them when they heard the movement, and as soon as they came over, they saw the three of them confronting each other.

"Shu Huai, what's going on?"

"I don't know. โ€

Shu Huai looked dazed.

"Shen Xue ......" Zhu Yun Yu said Before Sister Shen Xue could call out, she heard a loud bang in her ears, and she only felt that something on her side had reached her side, and after a while, the shadow gradually disappeared.

"What happened?"

Zhu Yunyu probed from Shen Xue's arms blankly.

In the night sky, a brilliant place, like the remnant sun, like a flame, like rolling flowing magma.

"Demons. โ€

Shen Xue's twin halberds were held in his hands, looking at several figures in the air.

Now the demon clan in the Huaxia realm is raging, and there are only a few people who are the most famous.

The witch Jiang Miao, the demon son Haoque Netherworld Ning Twelve, the demon boy Qi Lele, and the demon mother is like a ghost mother.

The person who stayed in the air was the Demon Zi Haoque Netherworld Machine Ning Twelve, and the world often called it Ning Twelve.

The inky blue night sky had been spread by a blood-colored color, and as far as the eye could see, only a dark red remained.

The golden lotus flower gradually bloomed behind Ning Twelve, and I saw that Ning Twelve's white clothes were embroidered with gold threads, and his silver hair was like snow, not like a demon, but more like an immortal floating in the world.

The figures of Hua Langying and Death also appeared, and the two of them still had a little tiredness on their faces, as if they had just been woken up from sleep.

Seeing Ning Twelve in mid-air, Hua Rongying only raised a smile on his face, "Since you're here, why don't you come down and sit down?"

She smiled softly and kindly, as if she had just met an old friend, not an immortal demon.

"Hand over the Nine Spirits. โ€

Ning Twelve looked at the people below expressionlessly, and in those golden eyes, there was only a piece of indifference left, as if it was a glass doll.

"I want nine ghosts, I still have a lot of them, why don't we sit down and have a good talk?"

Hua Rongying smiled as she expertly pulled up her hair that had fallen down.

However, when he heard the words of the Nine Ghosts, Ruan Porcelain turned pale in an instant.

How did Ning Twelve know that she had stolen the Nine Ghosts!

No, it's impossible, she's already so cautious that no one will be able to find out!

Gritting his teeth, Ruan Ci Qiang suppressed the fear in his heart, and leaned on Shu Huai, looking scared.

Shu Huai: I also want to say QAQ

"Hand over the Nine Spirits. โ€

Ning Twelve was unmoved, just repeating the same words.

Behind him, the golden lotus has already been connected, as long as this lotus flower falls, I am afraid that the entire Hundred Flowers City will be in turmoil.

"Well, can't you just sit down and talk calmly?"

Hua Langying pulled the wooden hairpin off his head and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

"It's hard for me to do this. โ€

Her eyes seemed to be hiding a sea and could contain everything, as if in the eyes of Hua Liangying, Ning Twelve was just a naughty child.

However, Ning Twelve, who was in mid-air, suddenly changed his expression, and a strange expression appeared on his face that looked like a dead man.

Behind him, the big pink web opened, enveloping him in a blink of an eye, like a spider that had been waiting for a long time to finally close the web.

Zhu Yunyu looked at Hua Langying in a daze, tied Ning Twelve into a pink zongzi in two clicks, and then directly dragged the other party to the lobby.

The seniors are awesome!

"Don't be afraid, I'm a very reasonable person. โ€

Hua Langying was still smiling heartily, putting the pink cocoon on the chair, and her voice was gentle as if a mother was asking her child what she wanted to eat tonight.

However, the people who had just seen how Hua Rongying directly wrapped Ning Twelve like this couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

Isn't this style of painting not quite right?

"Come, let's discuss it first, you demons came to Hundred Flowers City to kill people?"

Hua Rongying poured a cup of tea for Ning Twelve and looked at Ning Twelve with a smile.

It's just that under that gentle smile, there is an awe-inspiring killing intent.

Rao is Zhu Yun Yu, and he couldn't help but shudder.

The smiling tiger is also terrifying!

"Hand over the Nine Spirits. โ€

Ning Twelve's golden eyes stared at Hua Langying, and repeated indifferently.

"Didn't I give you the Nine Ghosts? Hua Langying pushed the teacup forward with a smile, "This tea is called Nine Ghosts." โ€

Others: "......"

Obviously, the nine ghosts that Ning Twelve wants are not this!

However, Hua Rongying didn't seem to be aware of it, but still smiled and persuaded Ning Twelve to drink tea.

"The Flower City Lord is also too terrifying. โ€

Zhu Yunyu hugged his arms and rubbed the goosebumps on his body.

If she were to be replaced, she would probably go crazy!

"The lord of the city is sincere and wants to reason with him. โ€

Death is serious.

Wishing the Clouds: ???

Are you guys like that!

"Of course, if the reason doesn't make sense, you can only sit down calmly and slash the other party a few times. โ€

Zhu Yun Ballad: !!

She knew that there was no such thing as a big man in the Huaxia Realm of Immortal Wind Dao Bones.

The painting style of the big guy in the Chinese world is all the fairy wind bones on the back, and the physical excesses on the front!

The reason why she can't become a big guy is probably because the painting style and the big guy can't be unified.

"Hand over the Nine Spirits, or elseโ€”"

Ning Twelve's back suddenly lit up with golden lotuses, and when Hua Langying saw those golden lotuses, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he reached out and picked one directly, "Is this for me?"

Ning XII: "......"

The golden lotus behind him snorted, and it was all gone, even the one in Hua Rongying's hand was gone.

The golden lotus flower disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Hua Langying suddenly felt a little regretful.

"How else?"

She smiled gently.

Hua Langying was born in a hundred flowers and grew up in a hundred flowers, as long as she is in the city of hundred flowers, she is invincible.

"Otherwise, I will slaughter Hundred Flowers City!"

Ning Twelve finally burst out with a word.

Hua Rongying's face was cold.

Massacre of the city?

The others suddenly felt cold, as if the temperature had dropped a few points, and they couldn't help but shiver.

"You're going to slaughter the city?"

Flower Shadow repeated.

"If you don't hand over the Nine Spirits, I'll slaughter the city. โ€

Ning Twelve.

There was a bloodthirsty color in his golden eyes, and he really meant it.

In the eyes of the demons, mortals are insignificant, and human lives are like mustard, not to mention slaughtering the city, even if it is the destruction of the world, they will not blink an eye.

"Huh. โ€

Hua Rongying suddenly laughed, and saw that eight pink ribbons suddenly appeared behind her, as if they were the eight legs of a spider spirit.

"In that case, then I have no choice but to obey my fate as respectful. โ€

Eight ribbons slammed into the pink cocoon on the chair.

The golden lotus flower suddenly rose and fought against the pink ribbon.

The smile on Hua Rongying's face became more and more gentle, faintly exuding the brilliance of motherhood, but the movements of his hands became more and more fierce.

"That's what it is...... Is it physical excess?"

Zhu Yunyu looked at Hua Lianying's movements with a messy face.

Isn't this style of painting a little strange!

In the last second, you have to sit down with people and reason calmly!

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