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The soul of the demon spirit flew out of the abyss and flew toward the two camps.

Under the night, no matter whether it is a Protoss or a different demon, no one has found that a disaster that is not top is constantly approaching.

"Ok?"

At the junction of the two armies, there was a gray figure, standing upright.

"The soul of the soul?"

After seeing the horrible eyeball in the night, the people could not help but snorted.

Fu Dao Shi looked complicated and watched the soul of the soul leave.

The usefulness of this thing, Fu Dao Shi is very clear.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally did not shoot.

"It seems that this evil spirit is even more powerful than the old road imagined. It can actually have the Qingmu-class evil treasure of burning the heavens. When this treasure comes out, the gods and the demons are only afraid of getting into trouble."

Fu Daoshi Emei.

In accordance with the agreement of the Emperor of the Fire and the Emperor of Fire, he cracked the ban on the day and let the trapped soldiers succeed.

Fu Daoshi did not expect that the evil spirits were also arrogant, taking the opportunity to provoke the gods and the army, let the two armies fight, blood flow into the river.

Although Fu Daoshi knows that the evil spirits violate this rule, if he intervenes to stop the evil spirits, it is also a matter of chaos.

So he simply stood by and watched, but he was more involved.

However, the stranger is still behind, and I did not expect the gods and the two armies, and suddenly there will be a ceasefire. It seems that the two gods and the devils are actually wanting peace talks. As a result, the wishful thinking of the evil spirits is lost.

Just as the priest thought that the two gods and the two forces had to join forces, the evil spirits actually used the evil treasure at the bottom of the pressure box.

Fu Daoshi looked left and right, but he saw a few interest.

He is not a person of the ninety-nine places, and he has no extra good feelings for any of the different demon gods.

Originally, he found a good apprentice and he can return to thirty-three days.

However, due to the reason of the seal, let him stay in the local area for a few more days.

"It seems that the longer the time delays, the more intense the fierce battle between the two sides, and I don't know when the person can endure."

The priest touched the new beard that had recently grown, and thought of the guy who had cut his beard.

When the man chased himself, the wind was so hot that he could get close to the battlefield in the sky, and there was no trace of it. I didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd.

The priest is boring.

Fu Daoshi did not say a word, watching the soul of the soul in the two camps of the gods and demons for a moment, and finally went in the direction of the devil.

Compared with the Protoss, the soul of the soul is the evil thing. It is undoubtedly more effective to deal with the evil spirits.

Late at night, inside the camp.

The blood was late with Ye Lingyue and walked toward a camp.

Suddenly, Ye Lingyue's foot is next.

"what happened?"

The blood was late to pay attention to the strangeness of Ye Lingyue, and he paused.

"It seems that there is something that is approaching."

Ye Lingyue sinks into the road.

Just before, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few points, and I don't know what it is.

"There is a defensive neighborhood, and there can't be anything close to you. Are you worried about you?"

The blood did not think much, but it was worried about the meeting between Ye Lingyue and Beibei.

Since the late blood suspicion that the night of the North killed his own son, the night of the blood, the blood is very worried about the meeting of the night father and the daughter.

In particular, the night north also proposed that I only saw Ye Lingyue.

"It may be my illusion. It's still coming, I always wanted to meet with me. I have too many questions to ask him."

Ye Lingyue took back his mind.

Only then did she feel an evil force and she was constantly approaching.

Seeing that when she tried to use the power of God to investigate, the power disappeared.

I hope that it is not a new conspiracy of evil spirits.

Ye Lingyue whispered in the bottom of his heart.

"Right, our Marshal of Heaven is captured by you?"

Ye Lingyue asked.

When she arrived at the camp, she listened to her feelings.

The two marshals of the Tianzhan Camp, one of them was arrested. The meaning of the Emperor of Fire is that if the different devils really cooperate, they must put the Marshal of Heaven.

The purpose of Ye Lingyue's trip was to save the marshal, although Ye Lingyue did not have a good impression on the Marshal of the Heavenly War.

However, in order to let the two armies reach an agreement on cooperation, the Marshal of Heaven must be saved.

"People are indeed here, but can you let him go, all by the night hall. Sorry, goddess, I can't help this time."

The blood was a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

I have to say that the night is still very good. The blood has left the Devil's Village for nearly a month. The night of Beibei has completely controlled the power of the Devil's Ting in the Devil's Village. The blood is now lost and wants to intervene. It is not good. Intervene.

"Do not blame you, the purpose of my trip, this is to negotiate."

Ye Lingyue is very familiar with the means of his own family.

Night Beibei's work has never been leaking, and when it is discovered, things are basically a foregone conclusion.

The blood is too late in front of his own family.

During the conversation, the two had already stood in front of the camp.

Outside the camp, there was no magic soldier, and it was dead.

In the camp, the lights were on the building, and Ye Lingyue looked at the past and entered a familiar high back, standing in the camp.

Seeing the back, Ye Lingyue's eyes were covered with a layer of wet fog.

When I was a child, how many nights, this figure used to be the existence of his heart.

"Night hall, I have brought people."

The blood is late.

"It's a month, come in."

The sound of the night north is as old as it is, just a little more cold.

Ye Lingyue caressed his heart, his heart, the heart that leaps and bounds, gradually calmed down.

The blood was a little worried, and I didn't retreat, but I heard the night and said.

"The blood hall, you can patrol around the area to prevent foreign enemies from invading."

The foreign enemy of the North Night, who did not explicitly say that it was a Protoss or a Cthulhu, made it clear that the blood would not stay late.

After the blood was hesitant, he blinked the eye, and the latter daggered, and the blood was too late to leave.

Ye Lingyue walked into the camp, and the account was held by the night.

After a quarter of an hour, he slowly turned around.

When the father and the daughter met again in a few months, they were speechless for a while.

"Moon, you look good."

It's still the beginning of the night.

He looked at Ye Lingyue up and down, his eyes were not shocked, not like joy, nor anger.

Ye Lingyue couldn't see through, and what was thinking at the bottom of the night?

"Hey, are you really me?"

Ye Lingyue's heart was bitter and calm, looking at the night.

"Why, don't you recognize me this month?"

At night, the north eye was blinking, and the light flashed, and the foot was slightly moved by half an inch, but it was quickly taken back.

His subtle movements fell into the eyes of Ye Lingyue, but it was deeply stinging the heart of Ye Lingyue.

She bit her lip, desperate, rushed forward, desperate, and slammed into the arms of the night.