My Darling Sick Beauty

Liezhen's speed of mending the door is very fast. It only takes half a quarter of an hour. All the original door frames of the pine house have been replaced by the magic stone of the demon world, with the personal aesthetic of Zhuque Zhenjun. It's dazzling and publicized, and you can see the value at a glance.

Chang Qian, who had been thrown down before, also changed into a human shape. For a moment, he looked at the real prince of the demon clan with red hair and phoenix feathers, for a moment, he looked at the little uncle of the Demon Lord in the black blood cloak, and then nervously looked at the elder immortal brother who was drinking medicine with his head down. He felt as if he was in the center of a wonderful vortex.

The little boy squatted beside the medicine stove and poured out the residue. Then take the bowl in the hand of Jiang Zheliu.

This medicine is very common. It's so common that it's like the crude prescription that ordinary people would drink. But Jiang Zheliu can only take this kind of medicine now. He can't carry the aura in the elixir. His Taoist body is broken. It's like a sieve with holes everywhere. The aura overflows everywhere and can't be preserved.

Wen renye once asked about the prescription, knowing that it was written by Jiang Zheliu himself, and knowing his physical condition, he did not change it without authorization.

This medicine has no other use. It's just for pain relief.

Jiang Zheliu is too used to bitterness, even after drinking a whole bowl of medicine, he can't feel too strong bitterness. Then he took another sip of tea and looked at the fierce man who was still not sure what he was sulking at. He slowly said, "when did the demon world know?"

Rosefinch really Jun pressure fire, looked at him, a see his white withered hair and dark eyes, all the anger in the heart seems to sink into the ice cave, even a little spark can't come out.

"... only today."

"That's not fast." The river turns Liu light way, "you can find here, should be green dragon teaches you.". I don't think it's a day or two to spend the rest of my life. It's not easy to wait until you have white hair. You have to come and disturb me. "

Lie Zhen's words were choked. He dragged his seat forward and reached for his wrist. He explored the meridians and said: "you just want to annoy me. If you live in seclusion, you will live in seclusion, and you will live with a demon... "

"Otherwise, you beat him out?" Jiang Zheliu casually proposed.

Hearing people listening at night, he showed a rare polite smile: "come on."

All around his long red hair, liezhen began to explode Mars out of thin air. He glared fiercely at Wen Ren ye, turned his head and said to Jiang Zheliu, "when I come with Qinglin, I will save you."

Jiang Zheliu looked at him for a moment and said, "you and Qinglin can also repair the boundary membrane. The spirit of nature is easier to mend than I am. "

Liezhen's action suddenly stopped.

"If the boundary membrane is damaged, the aura of Xiuzhen world will be extracted first. The demon world wants to wait for the decline of Xiuzhen world and the destruction of all things, then attack again, and then repair. Or... You're waiting for me. "

There was silence all around, even the sound of breathing was low.

"You expected me to be seriously injured. For the demon world, there is no harm to it Jiang Zheliu brushed his sleeve and pulled his wrist back from his fingers. "There are trillions of people in the world of Xiuzhen. Good friend, I have to be a good friend

Lie really slowly virtual grip for a while, but failed to hold his hand, but touched on the white thin sleeve.

"Broken willow, I..." he was so flustered that he didn't know what to say, "we... I, I didn't expect that it would be so serious..."

"So." Jiang Zheliu said, "you have seen what I am like now. Don't feel sorry for me. I don't blame you for the difference between you and me."

Lie Zhen looked at him in a daze. His red eyes were full of confusion. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed Jiang Zheliu's arm. He said hurriedly: "I don't sympathize with you. I'm... In fact, I'm..."

How dare he say what he's holding? His flame like heart is frozen, and his mind is awake as never before: "I'll leave you a body protection seal, I'm afraid you will be bullied..."

Before he finished his words, Jiang Zheliu just frowned lightly, and the little rosefinch in front of him was picked up by one hand.

If you turn your fingers at will, the barb on the edge of the bony joints will show up, showing half of the demon body, showing a ferocious appearance from the small arm to the fingers. The fingers of the evil Qi gathered hold liezhen's robe, and the bone spurs almost pressed close to his throat.

"Here I am." Wen renye said indifferently, "no one will hurt him."

Just one second after the flame of rosefinch soared into the air and burned, he heard people withdraw their hands and spin their bodies at night. The evil spirit surged like a sharp blade, throwing liezhen's backhand to the ground and smashing the hollow skeleton on his shoulder.

The crack of the bone became clear.

The soaring flame envelops the body of Zhuque Zhenjun. When the bright red eyes lift their eyes, they face the fingertips and spines that turn into demons at night.

Almost pierced his eyes.

Just as the bone spurs approached in front of him, Jiang Zheliu, who was drinking tea, put down the porcelain cover and said, "good neighbor, the medicine is so bitter. Do you have any sweets?"

The movement of the night stopped for a moment, then the whole magic shape disappeared, and returned to the human arm and palm. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Zheliu.

Jiang Zheliu still looked ordinary. His eyes were dark, and he couldn't get through any light. But also a thin snow clothes, withered long hair, like at any time will melt away at the fingertips.

The anger on Wen Ren's body dissipated slowly at night, and the killing was lax. He no longer cares about the demon clan, but takes out a plate of candied fruit from the storage ring, but does not give it to Jiang Zheliu.

Jiang Zheliu looks at him standing in front of him.

"Is it medicine that is bitter?"

After a short silence, Jiang Zheliu said, "of course."

"Lying." Wen renye picked up a piece of candied fruit and handed it to Jiang Zheliu's lips. "You can't taste anything bitter at all."

He had been preparing the preserves for a long time. From the day after he saw Jiang Zheliu, he regarded him as a sick willow seedling. He thought that he would be bitter when he drank the medicine, and that he would frown and resent it. At this time, he could feed the willow something sweet.

But this is not the case at all.

When he drank the medicine, his eyes did not blink, as if he had no taste connected with bitterness.

What is bitter is his heart.

Jiang Zheliu took a look at the candied fruit he handed over and said, "is that how you feed your neighbors? You... Well. "

He was stuffed into his mouth. The fruit was salted with sugar, and it was so sweet that it spread on the tip of his tongue.

Then, hearing the news, he leaned down and looked at him and said, "you have worked hard for so many years, and all your friends are of this virtue?"

Jiang Zheliu wanted to say that this was one of the double kings of the demon world. But before he could swallow the candied fruit, he saw that Wen renye had dragged the little rosefinch out, which was very powerful.

Zhuque Zhenjun's bones are hollow. His body is very light, and his attack power is long. His whole body is full of flame to protect his body. Even if he hears people coming, I'm afraid he can't subdue him so easily.

Jiang Zheliu, the young master of the demon world, looked at his back and thought of the word "future generations can be feared". He wanted to smile. But then he thought of the younger generation of Xiuzhen world and his younger martial brother, but he couldn't laugh.

The sweetness still lingers between his lips. He takes a sip of the tea and frowns. It seems that he feels that this is a very bitter cup of tea for the first time.

If he hadn't tasted the sweetness, he didn't think so.

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Liezhen did not leave immediately, but turned into a rosefinch and landed on the ancient wood outside the pine house.

A bright lamp was selected in the room.

Chang Qian, while classifying the medicinal materials collected from Zhongnan mountain, quietly looked at the immortal elder brother who was reading a book. He hesitated for a while and then said, "elder brother?"

"Well?"

Jiang Zheliu answered and asked, "what's the matter?"

"I heard some people talking at the foot of the mountain today, as if I was looking for my brother." Chang Qian lowered his head and said, "they said that the whole Xiuzhen world couldn't be found. They were all in a hurry."

Jiang Zheliu listened quietly without speaking.

They are anxious, but they are only anxious to meet without seeing. All the seemingly respectful words are excuses. The heart of some immortals is far worse than the little rosefinch who is different from him.

Chang Qian seems to think that this topic is not good, and quickly changed one: "I met a deer at the foot of the mountain, he said he was homeless, I thought whether to..."

As he spoke, he cautiously looked up at Jiang Zheliu and continued: "I'd like to serve you, as long as my brother can occasionally give him some advice on his practice."

Jiang Zheliu nodded. He had a good impression of the deer demon all the time. He said casually, "in that case, you can bring him here."

Chang Qian nodded excitedly, as if he had a playmate. His appearance is still a boy of 11 or 12 years old, and his psychological age is not very big. He is still a playful child in the eyes of the river.

Jiang Zheliu doesn't care about a few demons coming. He used to take in homeless demons. What's more, this is Zhongnan mountain, the place of Zhongling Yuxiu, which is a rare evil demon.

He was tired and sleepy from reading. Just when he was a little distracted, the candle was lit, and a breath of pines and cypresses filled his mind.

Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes and looked at his good neighbor. Naturally, he pulled his seat and sat opposite him. His eyes looked like he had never had a meal in his life. He was full of strong appetite?

Jiang Zheliu was not sure. He looked down at himself, recalled the recipe of the demon Kingdom, and said, "are you hungry?"

"... No."

Jiang Zheliu rolled up the book in his hand, knocked on the back of Wen renye's hand, and said, "then I don't understand why you are by my side?"

He stopped for a moment and continued: "my accomplishments are useless. You have explored them. You have nothing and you are so poor that you can't even use the magic weapon. You can see it in your eyes one by one. Isn't it because of the great prestige of Jiang Zheliu that you won't let go of your guard, but you won't kill him? "

Wen renye had no intention of killing him, which he could still judge.

Jiang Zheliu said that when he got here, he thought of another possibility. He looked at him for a moment and said, "even if you want to eat me, it's just a meal."

He now this barely maintain body, about casually toss twice will be broken, Wen renye should not want to kill him.

When the other party listened to his last words, his mind had already spread from "a meal" to "every meal". But when he came back, he happened to see Jiang Zheliu's dark eyes staring at him, and the Yellow fragments in his heart suddenly disappeared, as if covered by a thin and hidden chill.

Smell the night spirit color stagnates for a moment, then say: "I want to take good care of your body."

Jiang Zheliu looked at him silently, his white eyelashes almost transparent under the light.

"And then I'll fight you. I'll take revenge on you for losing that year. "

Wen renye said that he was extremely persistent and seemed extremely frank.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him for a long time, but he didn't see any hypocrisy in each other's eyes.

In the place he couldn't see, the heart in the devil's chest was beating wildly. At that time, the scar of the sword that was cut by Lingxiao sword was burning faintly. Together with a glimpse of his youth, the wishful thinking in front of him gradually warmed up and burned up.

Hearing the dark purple eyes at night, he was so persistent that he stared at him excessively.

Jiang Zheliu has defeated too many people. In fact, he doesn't remember when he won wenrenye, but it doesn't prevent him from finding it interesting.

Over the years, he has promoted many younger generations, among which Jin Yujie, the youngest leader of Wushuang sword Pavilion, is the most successful. But even he is not so obsessed with his past defeat as Wen renye.

Jiang Zheliu nodded and said with a smile, "but I don't want to be cured."

Smell the flame in the person's heart suddenly one stagnates in the night, the remaining temperature scalds ground to stick to the throat, the words that he originally prepared all burnt out.

"To be able to choose between life and death is the only freedom left in my life."

"But..."

Jiang Zheliu stopped his words and continued: "but for your interesting neighbor, I will leave as late as possible."

Hearing that, his heart was up to his throat at night, and he didn't know whether he should be relieved. He held Jiang Zheliu's finger and knocked tightly, slowly.

"To look at me?"

"Well." Jiang Zheliu said, "look at the future of the demon world."

Perhaps, it will be the future of the world.

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"You can't taste anything bitter at all."

You've been let down all your life.