Dijun's black moonlight is back

Ling Yu didn't dream of anything.

Ruyi wine, useless stuff.

When she opened her eyes, her first thought was to criticize the exaggerated and false propaganda of Ruyi Wine.

There are so many things she can't let go of, she thinks she should dream of one or two.

But got a good night's sleep.

"Yo, wake up." Xuan Ji's voice reached her ears.

Only then did Ling Yu start to look at the surrounding environment. This place is not comparable to Mingjing Mountain, and it looks like a fairy everywhere.

If you want to talk about the palace, it may be more like a hole carved in the mountain with an ax and a wedge.

Similar to the savages Ling Yu met in the land of Shennong, he can settle down in a cave.

Although she usually doesn't pay attention to it, this Demon Lord is too shabby.

If there are any advantages, it is probably that this cave is really big.

Ling Yu sat up from the bed, and the iron chains on her body rattled, and she realized that she was locked up.

In addition to her limbs, there was also a large ring around her waist, connected with a black chain to restrict her within the scope of the bed.

"Don't try to break free," Yan Ji came over with a porcelain cup in his hand, "This is black steel forged by fire in the center of the earth, and your Spring Mountain Smile cannot be split."

He thought for a moment, then continued to add: "The bell doesn't work either."

Ling Yu didn't know how he tied herself here, but she didn't intend to ask him either.

He was definitely expecting her to become angry and question her, but she didn't want to do what he wanted.

The black steel was very heavy, she just sat up for a moment and felt that the weight on her waist made her spine ache.

"Can you use something lighter?" Ling Yu squinted at him.

Xuan Ji didn't expect that her first request was to change the locks.

He had imagined a lot of things Ling Yu would say to him when he woke up, but he really didn't expect this sentence.

"This is my territory," Xuan Ji sat on the edge of the bed, "it's not your turn to make demands on me, Fairy."

Ling Yu scanned the surroundings, and found that Xuan Ji had placed so many guards in this cave.

Dressed like a black-shelled claw shrimp.

Seeing her observing the environment, Xuan Ji introduced: "This is our army that is chasing the sea, and each of them is one against a hundred."

The implication is to tell her not to run around.

"Are you sick?" Ling Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

Xuan Ji wasn't angry either, just looked at her with a slight smile: "I'm sick, I'm lovesick."

Ling Yu: ...

She said in her heart at least a hundred times that she should not commit crimes of killing, and that she should not accumulate karma, and then she swallowed the words that scolded him.

"Aren't you going to Mingjing Mountain to get the sword?" Ling Yu asked, "Who will take you there after you lock me up?"

Xuan Ji's fingertips tapped regularly on the porcelain cup in his hand, and he acted as if he was really thinking about this question.

"I can go by myself." Xuan Ji said.

"You promised to help me break the formation." Ling Yu reminded him.

"I didn't say it couldn't be broken," Yan Ji said with a natural look, "but I didn't say where you will be when the formation is broken."

"You!" Ling Yu almost wanted to slap him.

Seeing her reaction, Xuan Ji became happy instead, and sat down, getting closer to her.

"That's the best way to look," Xuan Ji said, "I'm always pretending to be a Bodhisattva."

He likes to see her in emotion.

"This seat is the Demon Lord, and I have said what I said," Yan Ji handed the porcelain cup to her mouth, "There is no obstacle to everything."

Ling Yu thought he was talking about breaking the formation, and was about to say something, but heard him continue talking.

"I said I want to marry you, and I want to marry you."

Ling Yu found out that this person just doesn't like oil and salt, and no matter what he says, he will just go his own way.

Now she is too weak, so she has no choice but to compromise.

"I have very important matters," Ling Yu said, "I must be there when you break the formation."

"What's the matter?" Xuanji asked her.

When he got along with her before, he always pretended to be a dude in the world.

After returning to Ao Zhuhai, he no longer hides the aura of a superior person on his body, revealing a feeling of domineering even if he smiles at you.

He was already very rebellious, not to mention that he had been a Demon Lord for so many years, and there was nothing worthy of his high regard.

Before, I wanted to pretend to make a good impression on Ling Yu.

But he was really too bad at this kind of thing, and he couldn't pretend for another day.

At this moment, he looked at Ling Yu with almost questioning eyes, and he had to get a satisfactory answer to the things he asked.

Ling Yu was too lazy to get used to her, so he just stopped meditating with his eyes closed.

From her birth to the present, she is the only one who threatens others.

Xun Ji is also a stubborn one, he stretched out a hand to pinch her chin, turned her face to face him: "Drink it."

His strength is really great, if Ling Yu has a real body, of course she would not be defenseless, but unfortunately she is just a remnant soul.

She looked down at the liquid in the glass, which was colorless and tasteless, like a glass of clear water.

But how could this person only want her to drink water.

"What?" Ling Yu asked.

"Forget River Water," Xuan Ji told her frankly, "Drink it, and you will forget Zhenjun Wuyang."

Ling Yu really wanted to scold someone, did this Demon Lord have something wrong with his mind?

She activated the contract spell, wanting to summon Xuan Yi out.

But the bracelet on his hand lit up a few times, and then there was no response.

Xuan Ji glanced at it: "It's something he gave you again, it's useless, I've already sealed it."

"It's okay if you don't mess around," Ling Yu had no choice but to reason with him, "It doesn't matter if you forget my master after drinking this cup, and I also forget all the things I have to do."

Hearing what she said, the strength in Xuan Ji's hand loosened a little, and Ling Yu had a chance to break free from him.

"Aren't you afraid to forget him?" Xuan Ji had a trace of doubt between his brows: "Then why do you behave so intimately with him?"

"Don't you like him?"

Xuanji asked too many questions, and Lingyu didn't want to answer any of them.

She originally wanted to sit in meditation, but found that she couldn't enter her own sea of ​​consciousness.

"What did you do?" She turned her head and stared at Xuan Ji.

"Seal your Sea of ​​Consciousness as well," Yan Ji said confidently, "Otherwise, what if you run away."

Ling Yu was really convinced.

She had never seen anything so unreasonable.

"Whenever you agree to marry me," Yan Ji said, "I will let you go."

Ling Yu smiled speechlessly in her heart, did she still have to praise him that this person is so reasonable and she still needs her nod in agreement.

According to this style of behavior, it is possible to escort her to the wedding directly.

"Mozun," Ling Yu said, "Is there something wrong with your mind?"

He didn't mind Ling Yu's mocking of him, but snapped his fingers.

The chains on Ling Yu's body were retracted in response, and she was pulled back onto the bed, holding her tightly.

The back of Ling Yu's head should have hit the bed, but Xuan Ji stretched out his hand in time to protect it.