The last few people discussed and finally decided to let Huang San go, the demon clan. However, they didn't know that their actions had brought them a catastrophe, but they wouldn't be able to catch up with Huang San if they didn't give up. Maybe this was fate, but they didn't have to wait for a thousand years. Maybe they would know that they were wrong in a few days. Huang San only had more than a year now, and he could only break through the realm in a few days.

However, during the period when Huang San was being chased, Jiang Hongyan also had a situation, that was, a powerful erotic demon appeared. Jiang Hongyan did not repel it, and the erhu was also timid, so Jiang Hongyan was chased by this erotic demon, and attacked Jiang Hongyan while teasing her, but it was not the key to stop Jiang Hongyan from escaping. In this way, she almost fell into the hands of this erotic demon several times.

Moreover, Huang San didn't know at that time, because at that time, he didn't care about anything else, and his life was in danger, so he naturally had no extra time to deal with other things. At this time, Jiang Hongyan was also the most dangerous. Fortunately, Jiang Hongyan's head was quite smart and had been consuming with the sex demon. The Rat in the Piercing World was also with Jiang Hongyan, but Erha was hiding from afar and watching Jiang Hongyan and the Piercing World Rat.

"Hehe, little beauty, don't resist. Follow me honestly and feel comfortable to wrap up! You are so oily that you are exhausted, why don't you surrender? It's okay for you and you to practice dual cultivation, it's not a bad thing. Why should you be so persistent? If I hadn't felt sorry for you, you would have died long ago and wouldn't have a chance to fight back. Alas, I've said so much along the way, wouldn't you be moved?" The erotic demon chased Jiang Hongyan while persuading.

"Shameless, shameless, don't think that even if you die, you won't know something about this world. People like you should be punished by God and will not die well. I can tell you that you will not live for three days, ah!!" Jiang Hongyan roared angrily, unable to beat you, and was teased, so she was very angry, but she could not beat the erotic demon even if she was angry.

Just during the ten days when Huang San was chased, Jiang Hongyan always had the same original intention. Since ancient times, love has been difficult to see through. If you see through, why hurt your feelings? Some more hurtful words will be summarized for you. [This is some of the more tearful and very good love words from a novel I have read. I will take it out to read it with you. These original works are some love words from "Zhu Xian". I will draw it out to learn from it. It is not plagiarism, I hope to understand it.]

I feel bitter, I have to look back, I can’t regret it, and it’s difficult to get along with it.

The golden bell was scattered with blood and was always told about love throughout his life.

The bells are swallowed, the flowers are tuned, and the figures are getting thinner and the hair is as thin as frost.

Deep affection is a life of suffering, and infatuation is just for ruthless suffering.

The beauty is far away, and the lovesickness is bitter. It is hard to let go of each other after a few thoughts.

Ten years of love and a hundred years of hard work, and I can’t bear to worry about it until I die.

In Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, and people are like floating flowers and are also hurt.

For more than ten years, three thousand years, I hope to part and never forget each other.

The roads of the world are always far away. Children are always infatuated.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, and all living beings are crawling.

There are thousands of stars, the moon is bright, the sky is cold, as cold as frost.

It’s ridiculous that everything is like a straw dog, whoever makes the rain turns the clouds!

The old meaning, vicissitudes of life, can you remember it, sad people?

The white light walks around the world, and one day the loneliness changes to a hangover...

The ghosts of the nine provinces sing together, and the gods and demons in the heavens share the same wishes.

I sacrifice my blood to the gods, and I also feel sad.

Only those who only remember you for three lifetimes and seven lifetimes. What’s wrong with falling into the will of Yama forever?

When I am just desolate because of love, I will never regret the infatuation even if I die.

When will spring go and return? The soul drifts away from dreams and sleeps, and there is nowhere to know.

The heartbroken woman once shed tears, and the sad flower wants to leave the branch.

The years pass by many regrets and longing for the longing of sadness, and it is difficult to cross the river of lovesickness and miss the river.

The two shadows seemed to be in my eyes that day, but now I dreamed of going back to the end of the world.

The world is far away, tears are scattered, life and death are easy to judge and affection are hard to break.

The butterflies fly in their dreams, and the bamboo forest is surrounded by flowers.

I only know that this body is your life, so why should I cherish this life to save you from danger?

You must be a ignorant in the world, and you will be patient and die.

The blood of the cuckoo dyes the red clouds, and they will never hear of them in this life and the next life.

The grudges and hatreds in previous lives are the most difficult to eliminate. I know that love and hatred have been spared.

Yao Xibi has long dissipated, and has been lonely for thousands of years.

Humanity is mostly ruthless, and life and death are easy to take.

But I didn’t see the love-loving death on Qingyun Mountain. What are the red flowers floating all over the sky?

The strange flowers are so proud that the bell sounds throughout the ages. True love is seen in the blood cave, and I will only follow you forever.

Ten years of cold ice room, without regrets when you leave your body and soul. Only the infatuation and resentment of the heaven and earth, Zhu Xian Zheng Zhen Zhen.

It is true and illusion. Looking at the bottom of the well, how many people live in their hearts. Good and evil will never stand forever, and even if you are the one who dares to go against the world.

Who will ask me immediately? Ten years of recollections become memories. I still want to stay alone in the king's boudoir, and no matter how Bodhi brings dust!

The lonely and the sun is bitter, sleeping in the evening, dancing in the clothes. The cold moon hangs in the sky, the wind blows on the gauze tent, and the mind breaks the sorrow.

He looked down at the shadows of flowers and the east wind was teasing her. His face was more beautiful than the city, but because of love, his beautiful eyebrows were frowning.

The white clothes are as cold as snow, and the clear light of the sky is chirping. Standing in the cold wind, who is the heart of the heart?

Ten years passed, and I felt like I woke up from a dream. Seeing the soul-devouring Tianya, my heart was crying.

The Nine Heavens Fairy descended to the mortal world. How many times can I hear about it in the world? White clothes are better than snowy sky and cold. I rely on each other and share hardships. My heart secretly promises the dead spirit abyss.

Who can dance the sword in the back mountain? Where can I tell the tears? Cut off the pain of longing for love. Being a rebellious disciple, there is no regret. The person who stays alone in the world is haggard.

The sharpness of the sword, the sadness of love. The world has been desolate since ancient times. It is wandering, sad and sad, amateur Tianya, endless thinking. Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!

The dream is awake, and people will never forget it. After all the wine, I sighed with the blue light, the frost at night, and the sorrow is longer. The sword penetrates the setting sun, and the singing is wild. Cool! Cool! Cool!

The moon soul and frost soul are shaping the city, but now I just want to not meet each other.

The bamboo forest is dark and the wind and rain are bad at night, and the lonely cliff is covered with ice and snow.

I know that I have a connection with the rap, so why not be afraid of disobeying my teacher's teachings?

Tianya’s three-foot dragon roars, which floor is you on the underworld?

The talented and wise are proud, and the pretty daughter is so beautiful.

The pink face is filled with love and flowers, and the smile is filled with fragrance when the jade turns into spring.

Cool pearls are harmoniously connected, amber and red silk are accompanied by mandarin ducks.

Like the joy of water and time, I was unwilling to care about the crazy man back then.

Zhu Ling is wrapped around her waist, and the dragon is warming her heart. Above the rainbow bridge, can you tell the complaints from others?

I don’t intend to pass on the magic tricks, but I can’t help but let my childhood sweethearts go. Will I know I won’t be destined to be there again?

Looking back with charming look, the country is so beautiful that the whole country is so beautiful that I am talking and laughing. Who has been practicing hard for many years? I have been thinking about it.

The drizzle dreams back to the Jin clan village. The fallen flowers are empty and the mysterious fire altar is thought of. How much hatred is returned to the past, and tears are flowing.

If the fox faces and people's hearts move in the world, why not be as good as the world.

Make new friends in the Burning Incense Valley, and recall old love at the Xuanhuo Altar.

After a hundred years of drinking, I have been drunk, and I have been dreaming of thousands of miles away.

Don’t laugh at me now, I must relieve my debts and be light!

The white fox in the Nine Heavens entered the mortal world, and the pure and beautiful people bravely conquered the crowd. He was imprisoned for a hundred years and was trapped in the Xuanhuo Altar, and his long roar shook the sky.

Today I miss Qishan and lament that I am infatuated by misfortune. Is it because of the wonderful method that intimidates Qingyun disciples to cherish the blood?

The powerful man is called Zhuque, but now the mysterious girl is Xuan Shang.

The difference between good and evil is a feud, and water and fire do not tolerate the original enemy.

He was frightened by the fierce battle and admired the heroic deeds, and heard that everyone praised the magnificence.

But after the ancestor's ancestral hall, there was no longer a storm of wind dancing in white clothes.

The face is covered with a gauze and the heart is covered with wounds, next to the wild path of the stone pavilion.

The faint fragrance spread to the path and saw a pale white dress.

I will never forget my thoughts for a hundred years, and I will never forget them. I will never think about my heart.

The blue sword and white clothes are unfair to the world.

The distance between the good and the demon is far apart, and we see vicissitudes again.

Watch the flowers falling in front of the pavilion, and watch the clouds and winds in the sky.

The ruthless coast is ruthless, and I also think of the white dress.

The beauty sighed lightly, and the charm was still there. The yin and yang were invaded by chatting and laughing, and there were still flowers and branches trembling.

Linglong whispers in front of her, the green dragon is playing tricks, and when will the beautiful body be revealed in the purple light?

The flower buds are about to bloom and are slightly intoxicated, and the world is free and carefree.

The natural color of clear water hibiscus, and the candied haws are free and sweet.

Many ghost magic weapons are amazing, unpredictable, magical and mortal.

Knowing people, seeing good but not evil, smiling at the autumn and returning to spring.

I know that the king cannot be kept in evil, and I will kill my head with steep mountains.

I have been infatuated with asking right or wrong several times, and I sighed with grudges after tears.

I was unwilling to be in a match before my lifetime, but I only wanted to prepare for it after my death.

Please try the peerless witchcraft, and you will be entangled forever.
To be continued...