Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 320
Indoors, red candles are bright.

I remove the armor for each of the scorpions, and my fingertips are tender and affectionate.

Death also has tender moments.

After removing the heavy armor, Yuhua only wore a snow-white obscene dress, and refused to let me do anything, turned around and looked at me and said softly, "Xie Lan, I am no longer the same as before."

It is true that Yuhua is no longer what she used to be. I remember the first time I saw her, black hair and red clothes, bright eyes and bright teeth, smiling like a flower, if you give her a glance, you will be taken away by her.

Later, since that time, I rarely saw her smile again.

Not only her, I myself rarely laugh anymore.The history of magic is a tragic epic.The general who breaks the army and the soul-calling banner are like two heavy mountains weighing on our hearts.

In the Nine Dragon Caves, with her thin yin body, she undertook the Taoist and magical arts that were full of wind and rain. She entered the water sadly for more than two years, and no news was heard from her.When she came back again, the smile was gone, because the death of Liufeng Tianzun became her heartache.

The cold wilderness came to attack, at that time Xueyang had no soldiers to use, and I was even shallower with swordsmanship, Yuhua alone blocked the army of [-] wilderness.The burning soul casts the two swords of yin and yang at the intersection of heaven and earth, and once the knife turns white, the red face turns white hair.

The white-haired Yuhua is still extremely beautiful, with a cruel and poignant meaning, which makes the enemy terrified and makes my heart ache.

Tianchi Fengshen took away the few tenderness of Yuhua, and took away all the character of the girl from the Lin family 400 years ago, and she became more indifferent and heavier.Known as the god of death, Yuhua, her emotions are so introverted that there is no trace to be found.At that time, I was already worried about whether she would freeze her feelings and become the god of death who slaughtered lives and traumatized souls.

It wasn't until the Battle of Yinshan, when Yuhua awakened the profound meaning of the God of Death, and when Nirvana was reborn with the face of the God of Death, that she really changed her appearance.

She was no longer the one I was familiar with, and the blue flames in her eyes kept burning.

The flame without temperature covered her eyes, which Zeng Jin and I gazed affectionately at, and only when she closed her eyes did she reveal a somewhat familiar face.

The lip line is as cold as a knife's edge, as black as ink, and also has no temperature at all.

From the perspective of the world, such a face is indeed not beautiful, and it is even a bit too shocking and daunting.

However, if it wasn't for the devil, would she have become what she is today?
Who is white hair for?

Who is Hong Yan angry for?
Who are the feelings frozen for?
For whom is the smile restrained?
For whom does the flame burn?
For whom is the blade unsheathed?
For the magic way!

As a general who breaks the evil way, Yuhua only became depressed during the three years when I died in Kongming Mountain, and the rest of the time he never took off his armor and never left his sword.

Drill soldiers and gather dead souls.

Relying on the way of breaking the army, with one's own strength, he can fight against the killing of thousands of armies that is several times as powerful as the way of magic.

In every battle, the lonely and brave figure at the front is her.

All of us, after her.

3000 years ago, when the ancestor of the Demon Dao died in battle at Huanhun Cliff, the Demon Dao still had soldiers capable of fighting, and their morale was so high that their fighting spirit remained undiminished.

However, when the news of the death of the Pojun Protector Tianzun on the bank of the Wangchuan River came out, the Demon Dao was defeated.The army was defeated like a mountain, until Tianzun, the guardian of the greedy wolf, sank into Jinao Island in anger, and the magic way died out, never to return to the world.

Now, Yuhua is in charge of the original position of Pojun Dharma Protector Tianzun in the Demonic Dao.

I stretched out my palm, touched her cheek, and said softly, "You are more beautiful than before."

"Do not believe."

"Well, you'll believe it later."

The armor is like her defense. When the armor is removed, what is revealed is her fragile and precious heart.

No matter how indifferent in front of others, when it was only the two of us, she never stingy with her tenderness.The most rare thing is her unique style, which has been deposited for 400 years and still maintains the shyness of a girl from the Lin family.

Tonight is our bridal chamber night, of course she knows what I am going to do, the face of the god of death can't show a blushing expression, but the blue flames in his eyes are jumping around, with shyness, fear, and a little bit of fear. very much looking forward to.

Thinking it was because I forced her tightly, she suddenly hooked my neck fiercely and fell down on the bed together.

But when she went to bed, she was even more at a loss.

All he knew was that he hugged me tightly and kissed me, never giving me a chance to ask for it.

After such a deep kiss for a while, she was still in love after all.

I started to loosen my hands, and at the same time, my slender and round legs were no longer stiff.

"Xie Lan, I...I like to be your woman. I want you to treat me like Jian Jia, I want you..."

The emotional voice is like raving, and I feel deep love.

I kissed her white hair, kissed the blue fire in her eyes, kissed her face of death.

Finally, touch her lips, feel the cold breath of Death, and feel the unique gentleness of Death.

I just felt that my whole body was hot, and my vision suddenly turned into a peach red.

Listening to my heavy and fast heartbeat, it seems like a fire is burning in my heart...

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

Huanyu is here tonight, graceful and good time.

Yuhua and I finally did what the Patriarch of the Demon Dao and the Heavenly Venerable Pojun Guardian did not do.

They are just connected with each other in heart, and my body and soul are one, and the water and milk are in perfect harmony. From then on, this relationship has a destination.

It is often said that the human soul goes through a lifetime alone, and now she and I are no longer alone.Hand in hand, whether it is wind or rain ahead, this is our marriage.

The life and death agreement is broad, and Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old together.

……

The love seems to last forever, and when we wake up at the same time, we realize that the night has passed so quickly.

When she got up, she felt that she was not feeling well, so she gave me a shameful look, and began to put on her clothes and armor neatly.

After getting dressed, he left in a hurry with his knife in hand, only went for a while and then turned back again.

When he came back, he stared at me without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I promised Jian Jia at the beginning that when the ancestral court of the Demonic Dao is rebuilt, I will give her a title and be a sister with her." Yan Hua said.

At the beginning, it was Yuhua who used these words to coax Jian Jia to go through life and death for the devil, and to work hard without complaint.

I looked at her without speaking, waiting for her to continue.

"But……"

"But what?" I asked.

"But I regret it now." Yanhua bit her lip and said.

"..."

Yan Hua was very resolute when he went, but when I went down the mountain and saw Jian Jia, what I saw was a pair of joyful eyes.

In fact, there is no need to announce the matter between Jian Jia and me. As early as when I was in the decisive battle with Emperor Xuanyuan at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, I said to myself that Jian Jia was my Taoist companion.

What my disciple of the Demonic Dao is curious about is that Yan Hua is my first wife, and what kind of name Jian Jia is.

"Have you been looking for him?" I asked.

"Yeah. Sister Yuhua came to see me."

"Ahem, what did she tell you?"

"I won't tell you, anyway, I'm very happy now!"

It was only later that I realized that Yanhua was purely bullying people, and bullying Jianjia was not deeply involved in the world.

Since then, the ambiguous word Taoist has become Jian Jia's lifelong title.

The good thing is that she can come to me anytime in the dead of night, provided that Yuhua is not at home.

Fame is very stingy, but Yuhua is not stingy.

Every three to five days, I have to go to Liubo Mountain to practice, leaving Jian Jia and me a chance to be alone.

And in the cave where I live, there is also a bedroom specially reserved for Jian Jia.

The time in Guixu is extremely fast, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye, and we know almost nothing about the current situation in the world.

I am concerned about my family. My parents are old and I don’t know what their physical condition is. The end of the Dharma-ending era has a great impact on the human race, and many deep-rooted concepts have been strongly reversed.

It is not only the gods and gods who come to the world, but also evil spirits, demons and ghosts.

I fear for their safety, for their lives.

It's a pity that the current human world has become a forbidden place for demons, and countless pairs of eyes in the sky and the earth are staring at the gate of the Guixu Realm.

In addition to worrying about my family, I often think of Murong Yuanrui in my heart.

I really want to know the news about her. Now that the Dharma-ending Era is over, her opponent is no longer just Xie Liuyun, but the entire human family.

The way of humanity is not what it used to be, and the way of immortality is not what it used to be.

She, the future Patriarch of Immortal Dao, must have worked hard.

(End of this chapter)