My Darling Sick Beauty

It's a real fight between gods.

The water of the Styx hovers and vibrates, and the evil spirits are annihilated in the light of the sword. The black blade is sharp and sharp, and it rushes away with a strong and sharp evil spirit.

Guixiu was cold all over.

The blade held by Wen renye entangles with the whip in he zhisi's hand for a moment, and then rubs the spark like cold light on the whip embedded with black iron. As a result, the whole Styx river is surging and scattered, and is stirred by the evil spirit from the invasion.

The sky was dim, and the ground split a few feet wide gap. It was hurt by the knife Qi. The crazy tremor of Tongyou giant chain and the scream of ghost resound through the whole nether world.

Wen renye is really good at fighting.

This is the underworld. What kind of territory is it? The old ghost on the opposite side has lived for many years. Even if he is bound by the Tongyou chain, he just can't leave, not fight.

There are four chains on his body, which lock his limbs. One of them was deeply split, trembling to break. It was a sword cut by Jiang Zheliu when he saved Jin Yujie. He separated the river Styx and cut the chain. He almost accidentally cut off one.

On one side, Shi Bingchen was completely immersed in the Lord's force value. He excitedly wanted to reach out and shake Jiang Zheliu's shoulder. But he looked at the other side's body as if it were paper paste. At the critical moment, he made a quick turn and patted his thigh: "it's so handsome! It's too fierce! If you speak so arrogantly, you're not going to be beaten by the Lord! "

Jiang Zheliu looked at the strength of his thigh clapping, and felt that if it fell on him, he would be able to book a coffin.

The knife that had been used to split the chariot at night had cut off the mane of the warhorse, but it didn't hurt the two little demons. Ah Chu had never seen such a big scene. He was stunned by the real fighting scene without special effects. Chang Qian pulled a heavy fox fur from the storage utensil and put his clothes on Jiang Zheliu.

The taste of half demon and half demon is a little sensitive. Shi Bingchen can smell it as soon as he hears it. He looks at Chang Qian strangely. He seems to think that half demon and half demon is rare. Although his elder brother died early, he is quite able to live. He gave birth to a young man Wen Renxi with his original mate. After his original mate died, he found a second marriage and a snake demon.

The tenet of demon world is always very simple. Whoever can fight will marry. No matter men or women, there is a certain difference in physical strength between men and women. Most of them are better able to fight. Correspondingly, they have a very strong idea of being consistent. Men and women, not to mention cheating and whoring, are easy to be criticized even for their second marriage.

Chang Qian's father is a demon who was pointed out in the demon world.

Because of the two ethnic characteristics of belligerence and empathy, the population of the demon Kingdom has not been very good. The birth rate and death rate are often the same, maintaining a fierce and terrible individual, but the number is difficult to increase significantly.

Chang Qian's back was chilly when he was staring at the big devil in red. But he was not afraid when he was next to Jiang Zheliu. He raised his hand to tidy Jiang Zheliu's clothes. He looked at the immortal brother's face for a while. Looking at his tired feeling between his eyebrows, he whispered in a distressed voice: "is he still cold?"

Jiang Zheliu shook his head. He was just too sleepy, but he didn't dare to sleep. His eyes were watching the scene and his thoughts spread.

Release ice mark is beside him, see the safety of this evil empress that call a rigorous. But no matter how rigorous he was, he said: "what is it? That's it? That's it? It's not about us? It's a beating in arrears, isn't it... "

After talking about it for a long time, he suddenly ignited Jiang Zheliu's mind. He suddenly raised his hand to grasp Shi binghen and said, "call back the night of hearing people."

Shi Bingchen stares at his hand and says, "madam, this is not very good..."

In his mind, he could not help thinking about the consequences of eloping with the devil queen. Otherwise, the LORD would treat him like a mountain of kindness, and he might have done it.

This hand is cold and slender, with thin knuckles. The color of blood vessels looms on the back of the frosty hand, and there is no blood on the nail. It looks like a soft jade carving. The jade is so precious that it can't be touched.

He raised his hand, carefully held Jiang Zheliu's sleeve, swallowed his saliva, and said, "why do you call him? The Lord can't beat this old devil."

"Fight again." The river broke the willows and frowned, "the chain of Tongyou is about to break."

It was only at this moment that he had just figured it out. For some unknown reason, Zhu Wuxin made a mistake like what he did. However, he was so cunning that it was impossible to bet all his treasure on such a ghost cultivation technique. After learning about the relationship between Wen renye and himself, his ultimate goal is to cut off the huge chain of Tongyou.

The breath of the Ming River on jinghuozhu was left on purpose. What he said to himself was performed. On the surface, he thought Zhu Wuxin was very important, just to cover up his real purpose... If he didn't kill Zhu Wuxin immediately, he could easily enrage Wen renye, whether he was threatening him or he had more and other plans.

When he was holding the sword, he still had the ability to break the chain. Isn't the little devil better now?

The moment Jiang Zheliu appeared, he was thinking that he could sink at the bottom of the river Styx and not show up. Why did he come out to fight with Wen renye? This kind of behavior style is not like the style of Guixiu.

After Jiang Zheliu only said this, Shi Bingchen immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. He immediately urged the evil spirit to use the sound transmission technique to lock the target, and went directly to the ear of the night hearing: "Lord! The queen told you not to fight! "

He can't stop calling this name. The demons are all irresistible. Not only do they hear people's night, but even the big demons who fight with evil spirits around also reveal most of their prototypes one by one. They are so ferocious that they seem to destroy the world.

Shi Bingchen had no choice. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Zheliu. He didn't know what came to mind in the brain of genius. Another accurate message was: "Lord, Jiang xianzun said he wants to go back to sleep with you!"

Ink knife suddenly stopped for a moment.

Hearing the ferocious wings of the bones unfolded in the night, the long spines growing between the fingers and the long whip grinding out a creaking sound.

His face armor slowly faded, his breath was burning hot, and he suddenly released the long whip with black iron in his hand.

Shi Bingchen saw the play and continued: "Jiang xianzun said he was tired! I want you to take him back to the demon world! "

This kind of transmission is specific. Jiang Zheliu can't hear the content, but can only see the mouth shape of ice mark. He frowned and speculated for a while, and couldn't help saying, "what are you talking about?"

The big devil in red raised his hand and wanted to pat him on the shoulder. But seeing the man in fox fur and snow hair, he pulled back his hand and promised, "don't worry, madam. I will call the Lord back for you."

He turned his head and said, "Lord, come back quickly. If you don't come here to coax him, he will run away with other demons."

The words did not fall, the fierce and cruel ink knife suddenly stopped in the air. Hearing that the wings of the bone which almost covered the sky were shaking slowly when they were opened behind the night, it was like the devil in front of him suddenly took back the knife when he was at the top and the blood was boiling.

……？ The prototype is going to fight with him. How can

Before he could understand each other's actions, he saw Wen renye's figure suddenly pull away, turn to Jiang Zheliu's side, and hold up the white waste immortal.

At the next moment, the demon clan, who is famous for its bravery, even stuck to the snow-white body and asked in a low voice: "who else do you want to run with?"

He was shocked. He glanced at the chains that had been chopped by the afterwave of the ink knife. With a slight shake, two of the four chains were broken.

What a pity. How did Jiang Zheliu call this demon back. He Suo Si feels chin to squint an eye, as if produced another kind of delicate curiosity.

Jiang Zheliu doesn't know how Shi Bingchen called people back. He was held out of breath at night by Wen Ren. He was also questioned by the little demon king. Every sentence is full of married men's worries about the possible derailment of his beautiful wife.

Wen renye's body is still in a fighting state, and their blood is hot. The temperature difference between them is very big at the moment. Jiang Zheliu really realizes the feeling of facing a small stove.

"I can't find you." The night whispered, "Dan Xin Guan, Zhong Nan Shan, I didn't find you. There's no Wanling palace, either. I... "

His words suddenly a meal, throat hair choking, purple eyes dedicated to looking at Jiang Zheliu, did not move for a long time. His eyes were shining, and his mood was extremely intense.

"I'm afraid I won't find you."

The Lord of the demon clan, who had just been able to fight with the Lord of the nether world, now holds him like an abandoned puppy.

He was the only one who could see this person in his eyes. His whole body was in a state of panic and uncertainty. His intense uneasiness haunted each other all the time, which was even more intense than his outward fighting spirit.

He was close to Jiang Zheliu's ear, his voice was gloomy and hoarse, and his breath was hot: "I'm afraid. Don't scare me any more."

Jiang Zheliu knew that he couldn't listen to any rational analysis at this time, so he wouldn't put those disgusting conspiracies on the table. He looked up slightly in the dark purple eyes of the little demon king, and his cold lips stuck to each other's sharp lips. He touched them and said in a soft voice, "no, go back."

If there's a reason.

"Too tired." Jiang Zheliu said, "I'm sleepy."

The night of hearing people being kissed by this short and cold kiss brought brain down. All the panic, all the excitement of war, were simply and long frozen into this kiss, and all the temperature was reduced, leaving only this sentence in front of us.

This is enough reason for hearing about it.

He was stunned for a moment. Then he took Jiang Zheliu's hand and nodded: "OK."

The little devil picked him up, and all the armor that would hurt him all over his body dissolved and disappeared into human form. He reached out and straightened the collar of the fox fur on the other side, and said in a low voice, "sleep."

He spoke calmly, and the ice mark beside him listened to the conversation with questioning on his face. He looked at the figure of the Lord who left the nether world after he was possessed. He tut said in a low voice: "there is something great to hold."

It's amazing.

Shi Bingchen turns to see the seven or eight oligodemons fighting next to him, and takes up two little demons who can't react to him.

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The war that shocked all walks of life ended in nothing.

Jiang Zheliu is really tired. He fell asleep in the arms of the little devil king. I don't know how long he slept before he woke up. This seems to be the most stable time he has fallen asleep recently.

As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was the familiar furnishings of Zhongnanshan. The sound of the boiling of the medicine stove sounded, and the bubbles burst one after another.

Under the eaves of the wind chime gently trembling, issued a faint bell ring, snow outside the window.

The fire is burning. It's warm. A Chu Li dispenses medicine beside the table. He is always cutting the lanterns. Half of them are tiny candlelight, and half of them are bright and cold moonlight.

It was a snowy night in the mountains.

Jiang Zheliu's spirit suddenly relaxed, and finally recovered a sense of his life. He looked at the moonlight at the corner of the bed for a while, then opened the brocade quilt, and before his toes touched the ground, he was held by his ankle with one hand.

Each other's hands are long and broad, the size of an adult man. It's easy to wrap around his thin ankle. Palm is warm, gentle and slightly hot to stick on his cold skin.

Jiang Zheliu found that he was sitting by the bed.

"Where to go." The little devil's voice sank, "so cold, go back."

Jiang Zheliu said, "I'll see if the plum blossom has opened."

"When the plum blossoms in Zhongnan mountain open for half a year, it's also worth seeing?" Wen renye frowned tightly, and his handsome and deep face was full of repulsion to this matter. "You just toss me, I'll take care of you a little bit, and you'll..."

He paused and said, "don't go."

Yes, it's full of momentum. The appearance of the referee is very good.

Jiang Zheliu looked out of the window, then looked at the claw holding his ankle, and gently explained, "don't worry, I'll get dressed."

The implication is that he will not freeze himself.

Jiang Zheliu always means what he says. Now that he says so, he will take good care of himself. What's more, he doesn't want to die at all. He can't imagine the appearance of the little devil himself in the world. For the little devil, it seems to be a very cruel thing.

... at least, let me accompany him one more time.

Wen renye did not let go, but put the other party back on the bed, words and deeds are almost full of the atmosphere of confrontation: "no way. It's snowing outside

"But..."

"I've seen it. The plum blossom has opened."

Jiang Zheliu frowned gently: "that..."

"Don't be coquettish with me."

Jiang Zheliu

It's hard for the devil to talk.

He sighed and said, "I don't have one."

Jiang Zheliu has been practicing Taoism for more than a thousand years, but he still doesn't know what it's like to be a coqueter.

He was staring at him in silence.

Jiang Zheliu's clothes were all light in color. At this time, he curled up on the bed in snow white, and the brocade was pushed over. He hurt his body in the netherworld before. He really took a breath by the resurrection stone, and ate the colorless Spirit stone to slow down.

Jiang Zheliu was obstructed by the little devil. He sat on the soft couch and thought for a while. He looked up at Wen renye for a moment and tried to say, "then you go with me?"

Hearing the cruel refusal in people's mouth at night, I had a sudden meal.

He was looked at by the other side's eyes, to this pair of dark eyes, this pair of eyes can not reflect any light, but with a natural, indifferent and alienated cold beauty.

He seems to be facing a little melting snow.

Hearing that the throat knot moved at night, he had strong self-control and kept the principle: "no, the climate of Zhongnan mountain is very cold. In a short time, you don't want to walk..."

His words stopped a little, and he couldn't bear the psychological construction for several times. When his words arrived here, he suddenly kept silent for a breath, and then said: "I'll take you."

Jiang Zheliu was a little silent. He felt like a cripple and gave in helplessly: "OK."

The candle crackled.

Outside the pinewood building with the light and shadow, the ice release marks of red clothes were leaning against the back door. His shoulders and sleeves were covered with snow, but he didn't care. He turned his eyes and looked at his companions nearby. Listening to the corner, he said: "listen, does this look promising? How about a special class for the purpose of learning how to extort? "

The temporary teacher, who was left in Zhongnanshan for reference and on-the-spot investigation, nodded in agreement and said, "what can we say to make the Lord sound very powerful?"

Shi Bingchen holds his arm and looks up at the sky. He is blinded by the falling snow in his eyelashes. He looks at the night sky for a while and says absently: "as long as we love each other, these are not so important."

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Different from others, every word you say to me is like coquetry.