Don’t Throw the Bad Villain

Her eyes?

Xu Yuan realized that the eyes she used are now Bodhi eyes. Are these eyes the Bodhi eyes that Si Wei used to pass through for Su Yu?

Even if he doesn't have the memory of the soul, he can't remember anything, but he still instinctively hates these eyes.

Before Xu Long could feel sad, her eyes were covered with squishy clam meat. She only heard him say: "What I hate should be ruined."

The clam meat used a little bit of force to pull out her eyeballs.

Xu Wei closed his eyes immediately in shock-words control, water rises!

The hot spring water surged like a wave, pushing the huge pearl mussel violently out of the hot spring, his white mussel quickly retracted, firmly entangled the statue of the girl carcass by the pool, and seemed to want to fight back.

Xu Qiang followed closely without opening his eyes---word control, bondage!

The surging white waves condensed into a huge net in an instant, knocking over everything beside the pool, and covering the pearl mussel wrapped around the statue of the girl.

The "thing" that Xuyuan possessed was also pushed towards the pearl mussel by the wave, but a figure flashed out of the pearl mussel-a white face, amber eyes, and cheeks glowing like pearls.

That was... Su Yu's personal phantom. He turned into a human body and stared at her like a dream. Suddenly, a red light flashed, and he opened his mouth to say something.

No, this is his illusion!

She is too familiar with his illusion, when she stares at you, she will set you off!

Don't let him speak and create illusions!

Xu Qian reacted the moment he opened his mouth and blocked his mouth!

The mind has moved, she rushed to him in the wave, subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover his mouth, but she was surprised that it was wrong, she had no hands!

At the moment when the tide patted Su Qu's face, he said: Su Qu, don't move, speak, don't use illusions on me!

The tip of her tongue was numbly hot, and in the midst of the huge sound of water, she suddenly trembled, staring at the sight under her in shock-the water wave wet Su Yan's face, a slender and pale hand from the scattered water wave Stretched out in the middle, tightly covering Su Qu's lips.

This hand...

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The statue of the girl's carcass fell to the ground, and the phantom body of Su Yu was crushed by the water waves along with the pearl mussel in the albizia vine with purple flowers. The flowers were wet by the tide, and his pearl-like face was also hit by the tide. Wet, entwined in the flower vine with the wet black hair, the red light in his eyes is no longer visible, only a look of resentment is left. Most of his face is covered by that pale and slender hand, which sets off his pair. The wet eyes grew bigger.

He lay in the flower vine, staring at her motionlessly, his chest bent together, and his eyes were moistened with water.

Xu Long could even feel his moist lips pressed tightly against her skin under his palm.

This hand... is hers? No, it's not hers, she remembers that her hands are not so slender, it should be the "thing" she possessed.

Is that "thing" a person?

She lowered her eyes and looked over, and saw that her slender and pale hand "grew" on top of a cloud of black coke...

It's really black, it's really ugly, it's like burnt...people?

She stared for a while before she could tell that the "thing" she possessed seemed to be a human body, with legs, feet, and hands, but it was scorched, and she could distinguish the parts of her fingers.

But she still couldn't move, being pushed ashore by the wave, she could only watch with her eyes rolling, and could not see the complete form of "this thing". The only thing that was certain was that all the burnt parts of this thing could not be moved, but it could be "long". The hand that comes out can move.

This is the left hand. Look carefully, it has shed the black coke surface, it is not a new growth.

Could it be healed by the little pearl?

Xu Qian guessed that perhaps the "thing" she possessed was a charred body, and the liquid of the mirage dragon could heal any wounds. The man from the Acacia sect wanted to use a small pearl to make this charcoal-like body. Heal it again?

This is 80%, but whose body is this? Is it male or female?

A strange scent came out wet in the hot spring water, and the water in the pool was swaying and gradually calmed down, steaming out a white mist-like heat, and the strange scent became more and more concentrated.

Su Lin's face under her palm became hotter and hotter, and the lips under the palm of her face also became hot. He only transformed half of his body, and his lower body was still embedded in the pearl mussel. At this time, his breathing followed the pearl mussel in her. As soon as he opened and closed his fingers, he stared at her with red eyes and weeping.

As if she bullied him.

——"Let go of my ugly things, or I will kill you today, and my bones will become ashamed."

He transmitted the voice to her, his tone was cold and angry, but the clam next to the statue was soaked in salt water, crawling on the statue, trembling, and dripping with water.

This is……

Will he react to the aroma of Albizia Julibrissin?

The hot spring was turbulent, and Xu Qian was dizzy by the fragrance, but she just felt too fragrant and unpleasant. I don’t know if she is a pure yin spirit, and she has never reacted to these albizia incense, fascinating|soul|scent, But she looked at Su Qu in her eyes, it was hard not to bully him.

The fierce little idiot just wanted to goug her eyes. This is different from the pitiful stupid he used to be. He was very well-behaved before, but now he is like an arrogant mirage who knows he is so powerful.

I want to come and treat him well.

——"Do you remember Xu Long?"

Xu Qian wanted to tease him, but he was afraid that the people from the Hehuan Sect would return, so he asked him in a hurry.

He frowned, and the sound transmission replied to her—"Which ugly thing is Xuhuan?"

Xu Long: "..."

It seems Aci never mentioned her to him.

How can this be done? He doesn't seem to remember her at all. If she said that she was the one he had loved deeply...Master, he wouldn't believe it, maybe he would think she had some conspiracy.

——"Your Law Bodies and Primordial Spirit are all in Xu Qian's body, you don't even know?"

His brows furrowed tighter, as if he was really thinking: Who is Xu Qian? Is she lying to me?

That look is very deceiving.

Xu Qiang pretended to be surprised and transmitted the sound message again-"Since you have found your soul and law body, don't find Xu Qiang, what are you doing here? Could it be that you are trapped here by the Hehuan Sect?"

He snorted coldly under her palm, and said through the sound transmission - "Joke, no one in this world can trap me, just Hehuan Sect, if I want to burn and smash me, who dares to stop me?"

Xu Qianxin said, you will all be eaten up by the man from the Acacia Sect, silly clam.

——"Remove your hand, maybe I can spare your life and listen to you about Xulong."

He swept his eyelids down, his eyes were extremely cold, but the spring color on his face and the water in the clam couldn't deceive anyone.

——"Let go of you, and you can tell you about things, but you want to take me away from here."

Xu Yu Chuanyin negotiated terms with him-"You take me out of here, and I will take you to find Xu Yu, how about?"

His eyebrows loosened, he gave a coquettish smile, and said in a voice transmission—"Oh, so you want to coax me to take you out."

It's not too stupid.

The next sentence he said—"Do you think I would believe what a bunch of black coke said? Stupid."

Hey, he still scolds others for being stupid.

Xu Qian couldn't help bullying and bullying him, stretched out his fingers, and gently stroked the trembling clam meat on the sculpture.

His whole body shook, and the trembling clam meat immediately retracted into the clam. He squeezed his body and took a low breath, and pressed his mouth tightly, making the eyes that stared at her redder.

-"Silly clam."

Xu Qian said in a voice transmission—"The man from the Hehuan Sect was the one who lied to you. Aci didn't tell you, are all the bad guys from the Hehuan Sect?"

She knows Ouji?

He stared at her, breathing together, she let go of his mouth, gently stroked her finger from the clam shell, and touched his face.

He heard her voice in his ears.

——"No one in this world knows better than me, where is your Primordial Spirit Law Bodies, if you don't make this deal with me, I will punish you."

Her fingers pulled up his unmovable hand, spread his palm, and tapped him lightly.

His heart trembled, somehow he felt...like deja vu.

It seems that someone once held up his hand like this and said to him: Stretch out your hand...If you make a mistake, you will be punished...

——"If you make a mistake, you will be punished."

Her voice came in again, and it coincided with the broken voices in her head that seemed to be familiar.

She took his hand and asked him—"What should you call me? Have you forgotten? Can't remember anything?"

He fixedly looked at her, almost subconsciously wanting to call her: Master...Alan...

Suddenly countless voices flashed in his mind, all he was calling: Aqiang, Aqiang...

Who is that? He... why is he so familiar and can't remember anything?

His head was hot and dizzy. He wanted to think of anything, but he couldn't think of anything. He just felt... hot, uncomfortable, dizzy, her fingers touched his eyes lightly, cold fingers, comfortable He wants to post it.

——"Little Pearl, do you remember your name?"

He looked at her in astonishment, Little Pearl, Beautiful Little Pearl, someone called him that way, and he liked her to call him that way...

She also has a pair of slender and pale hands, those hands are soft and warm, stroking his face, his wet back...

Holding him in his hands, combing his hair...

What he remembers, he remembers that he likes those hands, likes that person, and wants her to hug him...

But he can't remember who that person is, can't remember more things...

The fingers touching his eyes paused.

——"Why are you crying?"

Xu Qian stopped his fingers in surprise, his tears rolled gently on her fingers, and he seemed to be stunned by the question, as if he didn't know he was crying.

The tears were gently wiped off by her, and he realized that he was crying. He actually cried. Are these his tears?

He looked at her finger in surprise, he...never cried, he had seen Xiao Yu'er cry, but he never knew why he would cry.

Why does he cry?

He couldn't understand, but he felt that the sounds and images in his head made him sad, but why?

Xu Long was still waiting to say something, a breath floated far from the cave.

Is the man from Hehuan Sect back again? It's really not the time!

Xu Qian hurriedly withdrew his hand, too late to say anything else, so he could only call his name again and use linguistic skills—"Su Yan, listen to me."

His eyes looked at her like a puddle of water.