Reborn as a Modern Goddess

Chapter 295 Chapter 295 The Man Looks Like This
Narcissus closed her eyes and bit her lips, "Then you should kill me. If I tell you, I'm not far from death. I'm going to die anyway. I'd rather die by your hands."

The clothes on Narcissus were a little messy, and the untied upper body was scattered across her shoulders. There was a scar on her fair skin. trembling slightly.

It looks strangely messy allure.

With a wave of Long Jue's hand, Narcissus immediately fell outside like a kite with a broken string. However, Long Jue's strength was well controlled, and she was not hurt. He let her go temporarily before finding out the truth.

Narcissus' eyes widened in surprise. She was thrown out in such a mess. Although there was no one here, it had seriously hurt her self-esteem.

It's just annoying!
Her face was livid, and she looked at the door of the room closed in front of her with a little resentment.

However, compared to the extent of being directly injured this morning, she has improved, and everything is going in the direction she expected. Although there is a little accident, it is not important.

As long as Long Jue is moved, she will always break through his defense bit by bit.

Narcissus stood up calmly, and then put on the clothes he had untied little by little. Of course, the scars inside couldn't be left behind to save him.

In fact, she also hated these ugly scars very much. These scars were not made by others, but by herself.

Thinking of the previous failure, she still has lingering fears.

Before she was in Huaguo Mountain, in a small corner of her master's library, she found a book on practicing forbidden arts, which was already covered with dust. She thought that she might have missed it when she checked the book before, because the book There was also an inconspicuous wooden board covering it, and she hid it when she saw no one.

Since then, she has been unable to extricate herself.

The advantage of the forbidden technique is that it is powerful and progresses rapidly.

The only disadvantage is that every six months she needs to drink the blood of the boy's heart to suppress the demons that have grown in her body due to the forbidden technique.

Once, on the fifteenth day, there was an important event in Huaguoshan that required her to be present, so she didn't have time to drink the blood of the boy's heart that day, so after 12 o'clock that night, the demon in her body gave her endless pain in hell .

The scar on his body was also left at that time.

With her cultivation base, there was no way to get rid of this ugly scar. At one time, it was useless for her to kill several young children and drink their heart blood.

In the end, you can only accept your fate.

From now on, she will definitely remember the fifteenth day of every six months.

However, after practicing the forbidden technique, the body will produce a large amount of black aura, so far she has not used it in front of people, because it is a sorcery, if people find out, she will be finished.

But she tried it in a hidden place, at least three times the cultivation level of her own aura.

It's a pity that the forbidden art book is not complete, she has already learned everything in it, and now she can't go any further.

The important thing is that the black aura has resisted her original aura. It has been a year, and her cultivation base has not improved a little bit.

It's too late to regret now.

She didn't dare to let anyone know about this matter, and she couldn't let anyone know about it, even her master kept it a secret.

But she always has to find a way to solve it. Immortal cultivators have countless lives, but there will always be an end, unless they become gods, which is why she has to build a good relationship with Long Jue again no matter what.

The next god, as long as he helps her, she will definitely be able to break through again.

Narcissus took a deep look at Long Jue, then turned and left.

Just wait, she won't give up so easily.

Long Jue sat quietly in the room, the redness in his eyes had already dissipated, the past that he didn't want to recall, but now he searched out bit by bit.

My heart was already knotted, but it was bloody cut open again tonight.

He didn't want to believe Narcissus's words. Compared with her reasons, he was more willing to believe the coldness in her eyes when he saw her for the last time, and she clearly had killing intent.

A dreamless night!
Yang Sifan knocked on the door of Helianzi's room in a refreshed manner early in the morning.

He turned a blind eye to Xuehua who had been staring at him at the door.

He Lianzi woke up early in the morning. In the morning, she habitually meditated to brighten her brother's hours.

Xuehua had already been told that the people in this yard were all his own people, so he was told not to do anything casually.

Yesterday Luo Ke came to look for Xiao Zi, but Xue Hua blocked her, so He Lian Zi specifically talked about Xue Hua.

But Xuehua also had good intentions.

This is how this morning, Xuehua didn't make a move but kept staring at Yang Sifan.

"I said, beauty, I know that I am suave and charming, but no matter how obsessively you look at me, I will not fall in love with you." Yang Sifan said with a smile.

Beauty is beauty, but Yang Sifan doesn't like this type. Too beautiful a face can easily make people ignore the essence. Compared with Xuehua, he likes Helianzi more.

He Lianzi is arrogant but not annoying, she is cold but has a warm heart.

It's a pity that Jiaohua already has a flower protector by her side.

Thinking of Long Jue and Feng Ming beside He Lianzi, these two are not easy to mess with, so he better not get involved.

He Lianzi opened the door, and saw two people whose eyes were facing each other.

"What are you doing?" Helian Zi asked strangely.

"Haha, the beauty has fallen in love with me. There is nothing I can do about it. After all, I am too handsome." Yang Sifan brushed his hair, his charming peach eyes were full of smiles, and the dazzling smile faced the sun. It's really too good-looking, and standing beside Xuehua is not at all inferior.

He Lianzi raised her eyebrows, "Oh, it turns out that being seen by a man can make you so happy. I've known you for so long, and it's the first time I know you so well. Don't worry, you like men. I know, I'll be conservative." It's secret, and I won't look at you with discriminatory eyes."

"Pfft!" Yang Sifan spat out, "You, what are you talking about?! Is he a man? Does a man look like this?"

Xuehua's snow-white face was as cold as winter snow, and his eyes had killed Yang Sifan tens of thousands of times.

"Xuehua has a stunning beauty like a lotus, which is different from your more feminine appearance. Please don't speak in that tone." He Lianzi calmly pushed his hand pointing at Xuehua away.

As the ice and snow melted, a rare smile appeared on Xuehua's face, and her thin lips were slightly curved, showing a rare trace of popularity.

"Damn, I hate people saying that I look like a woman." Yang Sifan said angrily.

(End of this chapter)