My Darling Sick Beauty

Two hundred years later.

Boom——

Gaofeng Boulder, a hard rock suddenly cracked, broken debris splashed, covering the surrounding.

A dark figure was chiseled through the boulder, and suddenly knocked out a big pit. It plummeted into the inside, and all the bones cracked.

Hearing that people lie at the bottom of the pit at night, their purple eyes turn into flames, but they only see the dim clouds in front of them.

The light scattered between the clouds, and the light fluctuated.

I don't know if he broke half of his bones, but because of the strong physique of the demon clan, he broke and recovered at the same time.

Smell the person night slant to head, vomit out a blood stasis in the throat, fall a pair of brocade boots in front of the field of vision.

It's a very valuable material, and the patterns are all picked by him. He even put them on each other's feet not long ago.

The little demon king narrowed his eyes, and the magic flame in his eyes jumped for a moment. He looked at the cloud pattern on the brocade boots, spotless, and not touched with the dust in the deep pit. Then he deviated slightly and stepped on his chest.

The wound was there too, but it was almost healed, and the blood soaked the robe.

The soles should be stained with blood. I think at night.

The middle of his tail was scratched by the Lingxiao sword, and the bone wings couldn't come out, because the more he looked like a man, the more he could do it.

racial discrimination. He thought angrily.

Jiang Zheliu stepped firmly on his chest. He felt that the little devil's piercing wound had healed, and then he moved his steps slightly. The clean vamp lifted his chin.

"Not yet?" He raised his eyebrows.

It's not just the night of hearing people.

At that time, he always said that he wanted to protect him, but he didn't think about it. As a result, Jiang Zheliu was the first to protect him. The other person's practice progress is the same as that of flying. In the blink of an eye, he regained his cultivation. At that time, he relied on the two kinds of Taoist seeds fused in his body to suppress the other person, so he did a lot of things not to have a magic face.

Sure enough, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven.

Just when he thought that he might be able to suppress the other party for a lifetime, Jiang Zheliu quietly found the way in the far north, which is the congenial ice Avenue.

The little devil really didn't expect that someone would rob him on the spot if he could get the Taoist seed. He didn't really guess that his Taoist partner had such terrible determination and self-confidence.

He has to combine the five movements of heaven with the end, the five punishments of heaven with the killing. It's easy to say that the way of killing is good, but the way of ending is not in his good range. He has a very difficult comprehension, and he can't understand Jiang Zheliu's success.

But Jiang Zheliu had been rebuilt three times, and he didn't find it strange.

No matter how strong the night of hearing someone is, he has to be suppressed by the realm. Basically, he has to hang up and fight. In addition, he has to be confused by beauty from time to time, and his brain is not very good for Taoist lovers, so he will be beaten even more seriously.

Miserable, ask is miserable, too miserable.

Wen renye's chin was raised, and his eyes were on the face of Shangjiang broken willow, staring at each other's dark eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled for a moment, and he felt that it was really beautiful, strong and beautiful. The smell of ice and snow mixed with Taoist seeds could suppress the sweet taste of the heavenly spirit. It was like a white plum hanging on a branch with three inches of ice. People could not help picking it, but it was chilled to the bone by the cold, and they were reluctant to let go.

What's more, Jiang Zheliu is beautiful. Her skin is cold and soft. Even when her lips are thin and she doesn't smile, people are willing to die for her.

Wen renye felt that he was really superficial, that he was too superficial. After all these years, he still made his face full of yellow content, but he felt that it was really good to be superficial.

He forgot his injury again and held each other's ankles through a thin outer robe.

"I don't agree." When he said these two words, his chest was trembling and his heart was racing, "and I want to..."

He also reacted shamefully.

On the one hand, the little devil felt shameful, and on the other hand, he felt that he had such an offensive manner towards this man, which made him feel a little satisfied.

Even if he only said half a sentence, Jiang Zheliu knew that his dog could not spit out ivory.

He stepped on the chest under his feet, and the Lingxiao sword reappeared in the air, accompanied by a faint chill and halo. With the palms of his fingers closed, he held the hilt in his hand, and the blade thrust into the ground, close to the little devil's cheek.

"Never repent." Jiang Zheliu commented, "why didn't you expect today when you forced me."

In fact, it's not compulsion. It's the inertia of this man. He can't even kick it. Although Jiang Zheliu has a little understanding, he still has more revenge.

Mature man's Revenge naturally can't be once or twice, this is recidivism.

Wen renye's cheek was cut a little bleeding by the chill of Lingxiao sword, but he didn't care. His heart beat so fast that he couldn't press it down.

"You agreed." He pleaded in a hoarse voice.

But I agreed at the beginning, and I couldn't get out of the car even when I cried dumb. It's not fast. It's just flying too low.

Jiang Zheliu didn't want to fight in one place, but he still wanted to keep his predecessors calm and introverted. Mo Mou pressed him a few inches coldly, pressed his cheek and asked: "so I said I would beat you sooner or later, so I shouldn't believe your lies."

Although the little devil can't change this aspect all the time, his technique of coaxing him is more and more advanced. Every time he sells pitifully and guarantees, he says it sincerely.

Jiang Zheliu's weakness is that she is soft hearted. She lets the other party handle it every time.

"... it's killing me." Smell the person night is pressed by the breath of the other side to make the spirit excited, raise head to gather in the past, very did not have the score ground to lick him one mouthful“ Are you relieved? "

His throat was hoarse and smelled of blood.

Jiang Zheliu glanced at him coldly, but he didn't hide. Instead, he pulled out the long sword that had been inserted into the ground, turned to slant over the edge, and patted Wen Ren's night.

"Go ahead, cut from where."

He didn't want to recall it. It hurt people everywhere.

Hearing people's scalp numb at night, he said that the little willow would not come. Really, he suddenly became nervous. He rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed his saliva and said, "can you not cut it?"

Jiang Zheliu didn't say anything. Instead, he compared the length of his sword, raised it a little and swung it down.

At the moment when the sword edge was waving, the little demon king, who was paralyzed at the bottom of the pit and was as quiet as a chicken, suddenly dodged away. The converged bone wings suddenly spread out, stiffly blocked the sword edge, and immediately pulled back a few feet. The blood wind shook and left the attack range of Lingxiao sword.

He fell in the distance of the pit and watched Jiang Zheliu fall out of the pit easily and stand in front of him.

It's too difficult. There have been many fights over the years. It's the first time to fight to defend Jiqing.

Bitterness, the bitterness of married men.

It's not only necessary to keep the young demons away from the wall all the time, but also because they have gained more from their wife, they will be threatened. Is this the price of maturity?

In people's eyes, he estimated that he was moderate, but the willow was too abstinent, which led to this contradiction.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him calmly. He couldn't tell whether he was really angry from his eyes, but he didn't dare to try when he heard about the night.

That is to say, the little devil can take several moves. If someone else, even if Jiang Zheliu keeps his hand, he will be killed long ago.

The suppression of Daozu's realm is more terrifying than any other practice.

Jiang Zheliu stood in the same place, raised his hand slightly, and a string of ice crystals suddenly coagulated in the air above his fingertips. At the same time of hearing people's vigilance at night, he suddenly cooled down in all directions and turned into ice and snow in the blink of an eye. The ice all over the ground anxiously spread at a speed that could not be avoided, and suddenly stagnated to his feet.

This was the speed that Jinxian couldn't react to, and it changed almost immediately.

But when the ice condenses, it doesn't freeze the night of hearing people. Instead, it condenses upward out of thin air and weaves into a cage to encircle him.

Ice shock not broken, with the power of the original road. When Wen renye realized this, he thought it was over. Today, he and the chicken may have to have none.

Don't be a devil. How can you be raped here.

The little demon king was so sad that he just sat in the cage and bowed his head wrongly.

The footsteps rustled. Jiang Zheliu stopped in front of him, lowered himself and knocked on the ice cage. He said with no expression: "great with wings?"

Wen renye felt that he had been bullied and that the other party didn't love him. He was willing to shut him down. He was so sad and pitiful that he turned his head wet. After a while, he said, "I'm not so great."

Jiang Zheliu almost laughed, but he still maintained his seriousness and continued: "do you know your mistake?"

"... well." The little devil's wings are drooping.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him for a while, and felt that he had made a mistake again. How could he bully the children. He thought a little, reached for the ice cage, and the ice evaporated immediately.

Hearing the silence in the night, he sat in the same place full of autism, with a look of "kill or cut as you please".

Jiang Zheliu is going to be amused by him again. This time, he doesn't hide it any more. The corner of his lips goes up, pulls his face and says, "how can I cry when I'm so old?"

"..." I have no face to answer.

It's not all because of you.

Jiang Zheliu came close to him. He rubbed the little devil's hair, patted him on the shoulder and said, "no, no, I scared you."

The other side is still silent and sulky.

"It's wrong to be angry again." Jiangzheliu zhengse road.

Before he had finished his sentence, he was knocked down by his body, which was hot and hard, with the smell of blood. The smell of night was buried in his neck, pressing his shoulder, rubbing his whole body with the smell of pines and cypresses and blood.

Jiang Zheliu had no choice but to touch each other's corner and said, "OK? Do you know if I'm going to eat hard or soft? "

Wen renye nodded shamelessly: "well."

He rubbed for a long time, then remembered a thing, asked: "by the way, dog left that thing..."

"I'm sealed." Jiang Zheliu said, "after I joined the Tao, his luck was already a little overwhelming. In this case, it's better to seal it first. So that he doesn't depend on it. "

Hearing that night, he felt relieved, rubbed the willow with his breath, and gave the Taoist a kiss.

It's so beautiful. How can I get it.

Hearing that night, he was not ashamed, but proud. He felt that it was a glorious feat that shocked the demon world. He was so excited that he couldn't stop the car again.

Jiang Zheliu immediately felt it. He looked down quietly and said, "little devil."

"Well?"

"If you rub again, I'll hit you."

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Dog remnant: ah, this, ah, my golden finger, my protagonist aura, my parents return me QAQ