Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 896 Marriage before love (35)

  Yun Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked at her mockingly with red eyes, "What? You really forgot what you are because of him?"

  Bi An Hua, born of the dead, bloodthirsty and cruel, full of hostility.

  Let it not kill?

   Wouldn't that be equivalent to making people not eat alive?

   What a sarcasm!

  His yin and yang tone was sharp and piercing.

  The crimson at the bottom of the eyes is also like a flaming hellfire, with a more demonic aura.

  Let the extremely uncomfortable words nakedly lift the fig leaf from the bright side, and mercilessly poked her dead center.

  She turned her eyes cold for a moment, and the gentleness at the tip of her eyes faded away.

   "Yun Yan, do you really think I won't touch you?"

  Yun Yan sneered, "Okay, then you can kill me."

   "Anyway, there is no one now. You killed me, and no one will know."

   "However, even if you want to kill me thousands of times, I have to say that you will never not kill me if you are a dead flower!"

   "Because...that's your instinct."

  His red eyes were full of malice, and his extremely red lips raised an extremely large arc, mocking her like a ghost.

  Time froze all around, and the flying dust was also frozen in the void, motionless.

  The tangy demonic aura filled the sky, intertwined with the endless **** stench, like undead entangled in shackles, bursting out of the ground, wanting to destroy everything it went.

  The airflow in the air fluctuated violently, and the black rubber rain boots in the corner were also knocked down on the ground.

  He smiled cruelly, looked at her, and completely tore up the disguise she had been deliberate all along.

   This is the most familiar feeling of the same kind to the same kind. He spoke out the desire in her heart without any scruples, put it on the bright side, and exposed it to the blue sky.

  The most repressed evil, the more willful growth.

  Her face was icy cold, and the hand that was kept in the dark turned into a fist in an instant.

   Clenched tightly, the joints turned white.

  …

  …

  …

   After a long, long time, she suddenly laughed, lowered her long eyelashes, and spoke calmly.

   "You are right, killing is indeed my instinct."

  She explained lightly, without denying it.

  Life is the flower of the dead, if she wants to be strong, she can only gain strength from killing continuously, and constantly absorb the spirit of the undead.

   This is an innate instinct, and it is impossible for her to overcome it.

   "However, the difference between me and you is that I can control my instincts, while you"

   "Can you?"

  Her eyes were cold, drooping slightly, with the meaning of looking down.

  With a gorgeous appearance and a reckless flamboyant body, in the time stagnation, it seems that she has flowed back in an instant, and returned to thousands of years ago, back to the moment when she was born in the sea of ​​flowers thousands of years ago.

  At that time, she was fearless, unrestrained and natural.

   Controlling the fire of **** that can destroy everything, protecting a sea of ​​flowers, brutal and cruel.

  She is the first flower demon of the other side born between heaven and earth.

   No matter how much time has passed, and no matter how many things have been experienced.

  From the beginning to the end, she is the only symbol of noble existence, the tallest and most outstanding existence in the demon clan.

  Everyone wants to be her, but she is the only one.

   There is no substitute.

  Because, she has always lived an extremely transparent life.

  Open-minded and free and easy, always fearless.

  Yun Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he fell silent for a moment.

  (end of this chapter)