Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Counterattack, Male God Don't Run

Chapter 687 Poison Doctor Ninth Miss, Feng Ni Nine Heavens

At the same time, Nine Heavens.

The man wore a red dress, black sleeves, and sat on the floor. He lowered his eyelids and immersed himself in the world he created. His slender and graceful fingers danced the strings like clouds and flowing water. His long eyelashes were on the heart-shaped face. , forming an arc of temptation, people move with the sound.

"puff--"

Suddenly, the man frowned fiercely, his eyes were wolf-like, and there was a trace of destructive ruthlessness hidden inside, his eyes turned from dark to blood red, his perfectly bright red lips parted slightly, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his heart.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a sharp and broken sound sounded, which was extremely ear-piercing.

A gust of wind blew by, and a few handsome figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the spacious and luxurious inner hall. Their faces were handsome, like demons, their cynical faces were full of anxiety and worry, and they wanted to ask the demon god what happened, but He didn't dare to open his mouth again, for fear of disturbing the purity of the Demon God.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What's the matter? Spitting blood out of thin air? Did something happen to that one?"

Hei Yan quietly rushed out from the side, looking at the bright red blood on the table inkstone, his expression changed, he thought about the reason in his heart, although his tone was still very beating, but his bright and beautiful eyes were full of concern.

He couldn't think of any other reason to make such a powerful Demon God hurt and vomit blood, except for the beloved woman he had always cared about.

Alas... Sure enough, the hero is sad for the beauty Guan. As Nangong Yin's friend for many years, no one knows the demon god's feelings for that woman better than Hei Yan. They have been separated for thousands of years, and the times are constantly changing. But the feelings for her have not diminished at all, it really is as deep as the sea.

Nangong Yin was still leaning on the golden throne in a chic manner, his body shape remained unchanged, but his handsome face was icy cold, as if a thousand years of ice was piercing through his bones.

"The Emperor of Heaven sent someone to do it?" The cold and ruthless voice sounded in the hall, with three points of ruthlessness, three points of danger, and four points of tenderness.

As long as it was news about her, even if it made him extremely angry, he would still let go of his heart and keep it in his heart, just because it was related to her.

Hei Yan originally wanted to make fun of this ice cube, but seeing the tenderness of his mouth, he subconsciously said: "Well, except for the Emperor of Heaven, no one should hurt her, and no one has the ability to hurt her ...Didn't you make a vow kiss with her? Since you are sitting here safe and sound, she will be fine too..."

The demon god just vomited blood, and there were no other problems. This shows that although she was hurt, her image was not big, at least the concealed things did not control her.

Hei Yan looked up at Nangong Yin. He was about to report the latest situation when he suddenly saw a strange expression on the fair face of Lord Demon God. He was grateful and regretful... Hei Yan felt a sudden chill in his heart. What he said just now was really terrific. Stupid... That woman must be fine, otherwise this terrible man would never sit here right now, he would have rushed out long ago...

Although it is a good thing that the woman was not injured, but for some reason, Hei Yan always felt that Lord Demon God was regretting that he had no excuse to see that woman. I ran to the lower heaven to see her...

Really... Hei Yan thinks that Lord Demon God is a bit naive, he has survived thousands of years, and can't wait for these few months?

(End of this chapter)