Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

"Life, old age, death, greed, anger, delusion," Luo Xin said, "I often hear people say, but what's good about seven emotions and six desires, so that those people can't forget them for many years?"

There was a genuine doubt in his eyes.

Rosin is really puzzled.

He has never left Xizhou since he was born. He couldn't understand why people were immersed in that kind of emotion, why some fairies were willing to give up their hundred year cultivation and become ordinary people.

What is love?

Fox seven looked at him from afar, lowered his head and said in a dumb voice, "I can't say where it's good, but it's not bad."

Luo Xin suddenly looked at him, tone indifferent asked: "why do you want to be a demon?"

He can tell that Fox seven is different from other demons. His Lingtai is pure and clear, and he has never done anything evil. Otherwise, he should have been in the business for a long time. How could he get in and out of Xizhou so easily?

Fox seven smile slightly a stagnation, "into fairy or into demon, but just between a read."

If it wasn't for the wrong belief, he would have been a fairyland rookie. Maybe he could have been compared with the name of Luoxin.

Rosin frowned, as if in doubt: "in a moment?"

Fox seven frankly way: "for love trapped just, at that time I can't put down, by the demons take advantage of."

"So it sounds," rosin raised her eyes, "love is a bad thing, then, if you have no love, it is."

He said it bluntly. That's what lothing really thinks.

He did not understand why fox seven's eyes sometimes showed a lot of emotion.

Sentimental, nostalgic, disgusting, or regretful.

It's uncomfortable to see those complicated emotions mixed together.

But fox seven burst out laughing.

The sadness that just flashed by seemed to be illusory, and the familiar charm was revealed between his eyes and brows.

"Xianjun," he looked at Luoxin, "I want to come here to cultivate Xianjun, but I haven't experienced love disaster yet."

There was no change in loessien's face. "I'm not moved. I'm heartless."

When he said this, he returned to his usual cold appearance.

Fox seven eyes bead son turned to turn, figure in a flash, arrived Luo Xin's side.

He approached Luoxin carefully and told him not to pay much attention. He lowered his voice in Luoxin's ear and asked, "if Xianjun is in love?"

Will it make the same choice as lowa?

Although he didn't say the second half of the sentence, lothing recognized what he meant.

Cold blue eyes slightly narrowed, Luoxin disdain way: "in this world, no one can make me emotional."

Fox seven picks lip to smile, the facial expression carried a silk of enchantment.

He suddenly reached out and stroked the shoulder of Luoxin. His silver hair with a familiar fragrance strongly occupied the air around him.

Breathing is similar, breathing is smelling.

Fox seven's action is done suddenly, Luo Xin didn't expect, also didn't push him away in time.

Fox seven's nose toward him, demon and Yan's double pupil looked at his whole face, from eyebrow to lip.

If the line of sight has substance, it is like a catkin gently brushing the skin, and the touch is crisp and tender.

"Maybe Xianjun will meet you."

The distance between lips is very close. It seems that Fox seven's words will touch him.

Such a feeling, no doubt, is mind rippling, like the calm water suddenly began to circle waves, rosin only felt from the bottom of his heart a never felt.

But when you want to distinguish, it's gone.