My Darling Sick Beauty

To die is to be born.

That's what he Da said.

But now, for the time being, it seems that we have not reached the end of our life. The little demon king quietly and peacefully accompanied him, calm and obedient, and speculated about the "risk" of the two people.

He himself would not grudge getting into danger. When he heard that he had stepped into too many dangerous situations at night, he just had to go through the difficulties in front of his eyes, which was not essentially different from every bumpy road he had crossed since his cultivation.

But the difference is that he met Jiang Zheliu, he fully respected each other's wishes and was willing to communicate with him.

Jiang Zheliu didn't agree easily. He needs to think about it.

Sometimes it's chaotic to care.

He Da was sitting on the swing swinging, she seemed to be looking forward to, very want to know Jiang Zheliu's answer. The evil spirits all have a peculiar hobby, like to see the merciless cry, the noble enter the dust, the good hate, the just deviate from the original intention. They think it's very interesting. They like to break things that others always insist on.

Such as Jiang xianzun. The last time she saw each other, it was a scene many years ago when he split the Styx river. She was cold, noble and proud. The nether world said that he was a piece of inexorable ice, with only the world and the road in his heart.

But it turns out that's not the case. He is not a god of indifference, but the same lichen sleeve stained with red dust. This point has not been touched in the world of cultivation for a thousand years, but the devil with rampant character melted Can Xue just a hundred years ago.

He Da felt sighed, amused and jealous. She swings to a high place and can face Jiang Zheliu at the far end, but she doesn't stop. Instead, when her eyes meet, she wants to ask the answer.

She thought that this person would only move forward without hesitation.

She wanted to observe each other's hesitation and stop, and watch his unspoken fear.

He Da practiced in this way. She guessed like an intuitive attack that if she could understand Jiang Zheliu's state of mind and solve the matter in front of her, her practice progress would be a big step forward.

"Have you thought about it?" Fox girl way, "still say, want to refuse my proposal."

Jiang Zheliu closed her eyes and opened them again. Instead of answering immediately, she turned her head and looked at the night beside her. And the other side just firmly and steadfastly back to hold his hand, purple eyes quiet light.

"Do you think..."

"Yes." "I can try," he said

Jiang Zheliu said nothing more.

He shouldn't have been such a hesitant character, but he didn't dare to speak easily because of his feelings.

Since Wen renye has expressed his will, Jiang Zheliu can no longer refuse. But he was not at ease and said, "please tell me what the way is."

He Da shook the fox's tail and said: "our Lord once had a kind of Tao, but he was taken away by some nuisance. You know that. His suggestion is that by stimulating the eruption of Taoism, we should gradually let the Lord mozun be familiar with its essence, so as to achieve the goal of opposing objectivism and influencing Taoism actively rather than passively all the time. "

Jiangzheliu did not integrate with the corridor species, and could not make an effective judgment in this aspect, but wenrenye seemed to understand some, and nodded thoughtfully.

Although his character is not good, his age and experience are still very rich. It's just that he is not reliable.

He Da laughed, narrowed her eyes and said, "it's just that our Lord can't guarantee that this is an effective way. But if it works, please promise me one thing

Jiang Zheliu said, "go ahead, please."

"Let's go inside." He Da pointed to the room inside, "a good game of chess, just the two of us."

It doesn't seem so simple. It's not so much about playing chess as it is about fox looking for a chance to talk to him alone.

Jiang Zheliu pondered for a moment. In the eyes of the little devil, he nodded.

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The test site is not here, but in the double border on the edge of the Styx.

Manjushahua everywhere. The boundary platform was set up a long time ago, but it was only recently put into use.

GUI Xiu fox jumps on the high platform and blows at the falling ash on the border platform. He sticks out a paw and presses it on it. He sees that the seal script on the top glows and turns into a halo.

As the fluorescence lights up, the double-layer junctions are built. He Da jumped off the high platform, gathered a swing with ghost Qi, and habitually sat on the swing.

"Ghost cultivation is an expert in spirit." She boasted, "but the spirit of the Demon Lord is too strong for me to invade easily. I need a perceptual magic weapon to investigate the situation and attract his attention."

"... the perceptual artifact." Jiang Zheliu repeated, "I can feel his situation, my spirit... Can connect with him."

He Da Leng for a moment, as if did not expect that the two of them were still God friends, there are few immortals and demons in this area can be very fit.

"In that case, I'm going to trouble xianzun." "Fox girl way," this double-layer border can withstand half step Jinxian attack, should not cause too much turbulence

"No. I'm more at ease. "

With the fighting power of Wen renye, even if the nether world wants to make him crazy, it has to weigh whether it is enough for him to be crazy.

But this does not allay Jiang's worries.

Knowing that he was worried, the little demon king comforted the little willow before entering the border. The eyes of Wen Ren's night were purple and shining. With abundant vitality and warmth, he gently kissed his forehead.

He was so strong that he was full of pressure, but he was careful, with a strong contrast, like a beast touching the rose in front of his eyes with the tip of its nose.

After Jiang Zheliu's mood calmed down a little, he entered the double barrier.

Chang Qian stepped forward and staggered half of his body with Jiang Zheliu. He was wearing a sword around his waist and waiting by his side. The cat sat at her feet and shook the hair on her ears.

When the border was completely shrouded, he Da stretched out a hand, and the ghost gas spilled out. Along with the aurora of the nether world, he dyed it into dark green. He stuck to the reserved channel of the border platform and entered the spirit wall of the border.

Fox girl's long hair spread and moved in the air. She gradually floated and sat on the empty air. Her wide sleeves and skirt trembled with the ghost air. Then her figure suddenly disappeared.

Instead, it was a fox with its eyes closed and curled up in mid air. The green ghost gas around contains the power of spirit and soul.

"... dream weaver." Jiang Zheliu murmured.

The three top ghost practitioners in the netherworld are well-known through their unique abilities. In addition to their apparent positions, they are nicknamed puppet master, dream weaver and judge respectively. This is the title summed up according to their respective abilities.

But as time goes on, the practitioners of recent generations can no longer remember their names. Only when we have seen it can we be worthy of the title.

It turns out that the master on the other side is the dream weaver.

The fox is translucent and surrounded by a circle of ghost Qi. Then, in the power of ghost Qi and spirit, it suddenly and violently spreads out a strong killing opportunity.

Killing is touched.

Wen renye released control appropriately.

In his heart sea anxious, Yuan Shen slightly trance, a familiar spirit also joined in.

At the moment when this spirit breath entered, he was influenced by the dream weaver, and the original spirit of illusion seemed to find a home in a flash, and could not help but entangle with that breath.

The ghost spirit turns around and half bewitches and lures him into his heart sea path.

Dream weavers can enter a person's most secret state of mind, but they can't do direct damage, because it will cause violent rebound.

It's because the spirit of the night is entangled with that breath too tightly. His attention is not in He Da's body, can temporarily smoothly let ghost gas secretly set foot in.

She specializes in this way, but even so, at this moment, she is gradually struggling.

The ghost gas spreads everywhere, peeps at the fatal weakness of his heart, but is suddenly pulled into an illusion of continuous circulation.

He Da's vision was suddenly replaced by the illusion of hearing people's heart at night. She saw the faint cicadas singing and birds singing and the green branches and leaves everywhere. Everything was full of vitality.

This should be a beautiful scene, how can it become a person's illusion? Miss Fox thought.

When she was in doubt, she suddenly saw Jiang xianzun in her field of vision.

She saw Jiang Zheliu dressed in white, with snow hair and thin shirt. She looked tired and sick between her eyebrows. Even her eyes were as cold as frost in the sunlight.

He Da felt that he was about to melt. At this moment, she didn't know whether it was what she thought in her heart or what the devil thought.

The world is vast and lush. Jiang Zheliu is sitting in a place full of spring. The tender shoots of grass cover her ankles, but all this can't resist his voice of coughing. It's gentle, but it seems to ring directly in her heart.

Again and again, let people taste the suffering of the unknown.

He Da saw him looking at herself. To be exact, she saw Jiang xianzun looking at wenrenye.

Jiang Zheliu was looking at him with gentle eyes. He didn't have the slightest nostalgia or too much attachment. His lips moved a few times.

She recognized that it was "goodbye.".

From this moment on, she suddenly lost five senses, the world in her eyes turned into black and white.

What is full of vitality, what is lush, what is fragrant with plants and flowers. She couldn't see, she couldn't smell, she couldn't hear. There was only withering in her eyes, and she could only detect the flow of the wind in the tremor of her hair.

He Da clearly felt that this was the feeling of the Lord, not her.

But her heart is also dull pain, like blunt knife cut meat, one by one.

This illusion is constantly unfolding, constantly seeing Jiang xianzun die out, and seeing the blooming flowers in the distance fade.

Dead cycle.

There is no way out.

Until he Da felt that her mind would be polluted by this illusion, a new turn suddenly appeared in the illusion.

The only color she can see is bright red. The only feeling is pain.

The general bright red cannot present, only the blood color can develop color.

Eternal constant blood flow, a blood stream winding. She can feel her anxiety and panic from the first person perspective.

He Da watched the black and red double knives inserted into the corpse, and he Suo's figure appeared in the line of sight. Their Lord was seriously injured, and they burst out laughing in a panic. The ground was covered with spots of scarlet.

She finally felt that Wen Ren Ye was a madman.

The other party's performance here is too normal, people ignore the fact that he is a mental patient.

Later, the smell night can no longer only see the color of blood. There is also accompany Jiang Zheliu sleep, each other's hair that stinging visual white.

The next step is constant self-control, out of control, slaughter... And then self-control, out of control again

Heta felt like she was going crazy, too. She continued to breathe through a gap, and her dream could not be woven.

The memory of Lord mozun itself is like a bottomless nightmare.

But she couldn't get away with it. She can only passively look at all this, numb and depressed to appreciate the world in his eyes, watching him cut the palm with the blade, see the dazzling scarlet winding down.

The killing way is surging.

Then, the perspective quickly moved away and regressed. He Da watched the people around him leave him one by one, not only Jiang xianzun, but also his father, his brother, his blood compatriots trapped in the disaster because of poor resources.

He Da was so miserable that she wanted to vomit blood, but she couldn't vomit it. She could only gather the power of the spirit and try to weave a beautiful dream, but all this was in vain. The scene in front of her was repeated again and again.

His desire for destruction is accumulated into the sea.

Just when fox girl was almost tortured to death by the brain of demon lord, she suddenly found a new turn for the better.

Jiang Chuanliu wakes up.

In the sense and perspective of hearing people's night, this silent and drab world suddenly wakes up.

Kissing awakens the sense of touch and whispering sounds the sense of hearing. Gradually, he gets rid of the method of directly understanding the fluctuation of spirit and soul, and uses the normal way of communication.

During his deep sleep, although Wen renye can respond to others, his way of understanding is different, as if he is not really "hearing". But his five senses are undoubtedly easy to use, but his own heart barrier is constantly shielding.

But he Da was about to be depressed to follow the abnormal. Even if the situation got better, she could not weave a dream for him. She could only maintain the stimulation to his spirit, hoping that the Demon Lord could be self reliant.

Then, "she" saw Jiang xianzun, grabbed her hand and took her to the edge of the strip.

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Fox girl was stunned, and her mind was swept away. Just as she licked her teeth, she thought that she would not suffer in vain. Just at the beginning, she was so excited that she was kicked out by the yuan God of the night.

He Da suddenly opened her eyes and vomited out a mouthful of blood. Her brain melon seeds are buzzing, and her paws are raised to grasp Jiang xianzun's sleeve beside her. She says, "this is it?"

Jiang Zheliu's spirit breath was so entangled that he couldn't move. At the moment, he couldn't help himself. He couldn't distract himself from communicating with the dream weaver. However, he noticed that Fox girl vomited blood, separated a little attention, and said, "what's the matter, is it very difficult? How long will it take? "

He Da wiped her mouth angrily and said, "what's the matter? Carsick

She turned over in mid air, looked up at the border, and was stunned.

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