Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Xuanyuan Yu's body shook heavily.

In the spiritual domain between the eyebrows, thousands of images suddenly flashed.

It was a dense virgin forest.

There is a convoy of consonants, escorting the Lingshi Mine, driving along the forest path.

Immediately afterwards, the evil cultivators of the Demon Sect made a surprise attack in the dark and started the prelude to the killing.

Then, he saw himself jumping out of Luo'er's car insurance, like a real devil, holding a flying sword, walking through the blood rain, harvesting heads frantically.

The sky is full of scarlet color.

In the field of vision, there is only a tragic look.

And his mood was extremely excited, he enjoyed the moment of killing, enjoying the thrill of the blade sinking into the flesh and blood.

In the end, he almost killed all the disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect, a total of more than 500 people.

In the light curtain of his memory, he saw himself returning to the carriage where Luoer was with a blank expression on his face.

He saw Luo'er's panic-stricken eyes, and saw Luo'er's extremely helpless hugging him anxiously.

……

Xuanyuan Yu's breathing became more and more heavy and chaotic, and the big hand holding the scroll could not help trembling slightly.

"Do not--"

Xuanyuan Yu turned pale, shook his head in disbelief, and denied, "It's not me."

He doesn't remember.

He actually erased this memory out of thin air.

How is this going?

He committed such a serious murder, even though the other party was an evil cultivator of the Demon Sect.

After he came back, he selectively forgot about it, and Luo'er didn't even tell him.

She...why didn't she say it?

Xuanyuan Yu's heart shrank heavily, his chest stretched out, and the softest place seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles.

"Master, it's useless to deny it." The voice of Qitian Qiling resounded in Xuanyuan Yu's mind again, "This is the real you, and this is what you really desire deep in your heart."

"No!"

Xuanyuan Yu let out a stern roar, and frantic color flashed across his handsome face, and violent color flashed in his black hole-like pupils.

"That's not me! I won't be demanding that kind of dirty killing! The only thing I'm demanding is Luo'er!"

The killing he had forgotten scared Luo'er, and he clearly remembered her sad and helpless eyes.

He doesn't want to be like that!

If he really degenerates like that, then she will definitely get farther and farther away from him!

"Master, mansha is what you want, but you also desire blood and killing, please don't reject this part of yourself, okay?"

Qi Ling Wangtian's voice was full of coaxing.

"Don't say any more!"

Xuanyuan Yu's complexion suddenly changed, and with a wave of his big hand, the picture of the Demon Emperor of the Heavenly Heaven was rolled up, forming a long strip, which he put into the interspatial ring.

"My life, my preferences, my desires, I don't need her to dictate."

He knows exactly what he wants most.

Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath, turned his head slowly, and looked at his little wife who was leaning against the cold rock wall more than ten meters away.

Ling Luo was looking at herself expectantly, full of worry and admiration.

Even though it was so far away, he could still see his own reflection in her pupils.

Her affection for him is so strong.

She is him, all redemption.This, will never change.

"Yu, I have called you so many times, why do you ignore me and talk to yourself alone?"