What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

Say it.

He drank all the tea in one go.

I even swallowed a few pieces of tea leaves into my mouth and chewed them twice - the taste is actually not bad.

Chen Anning silently put down the teacup.

Of course.

It was the moment when the bottom of the teacup touched the stone table.

There was a bang.

Chen Anning was so frightened that she jumped up, turned around and found that it sounded like a knock on the door.

"Which one?"

He asked tentatively.

The result is no answer.

"Shouldn't it be haunted?" Chen Anning shrank back a little tremblingly: "In the world of cultivating immortals, it's normal to be haunted, but I'm not a cultivator after thinking about it, so there's no reason for this ghost to come to me. "

He said a few words to himself, feeling a little reluctant to open the door.

But Chen Anning didn't move away, but stared at the dilapidated door of his house.

What if someone really came to treat the illness?

Wouldn't he be dying?

Chen Anning only felt that her doctor's heart was aching.

After a moment of entanglement, Chen Anning gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, "It doesn't matter, anyway, even if it's a ghost, I have to treat the ghost if it's sick..."

Speaking nonsense, Chen Anning stepped forward and opened the door of her house.

This year.

Snow swaying.

At night in Baihua City, the streets were empty.

The woman in plain clothes fell down in the snow, her body covered with visible scars.

She even had burn marks on her hands.

With just one glance, Chen Anning was sure that all the injuries on her body were left by monks.

Is someone hunting her down?

Chen Anning poked his head out cautiously and looked around, but he didn't see any suspected pursuers.

In this way, he can probably determine what happened.

This woman was chased all the way here by the monks, but in the end she seemed to shake off those pursuers and came here with her bruised and bruised body, but she still lost consciousness and hit Chen Anning's house when she fell down. That's why there was a bang.

Then the problem is coming.

Save or not?

This is a big problem.

The scars on this person's body were sword wounds left by monks. Regardless of whether this woman is a monk or not, just the fact that a monk wants to chase her down is enough to cause Chen Anning big trouble.

One must know that the cultivators in this world don't treat ordinary people as human beings. If they find out that they are hiding the person they want to kill, they may directly end Chen Anning's journey through time travel.

But it doesn't help... Tsk.

Chen Anning has always felt that he is not a good person, and he also believes that he can be ruthless.

Isn’t it just a woman, isn’t it just a dying person~

It's not like he hasn't seen Chen Anning before.

So it goes without saying how he chooses.

Professional judgment can already be explained.

"I'll be good...it's quite light."

Chen Anning decisively picked up the woman from the snow, made sure that no one was around, and brought her back to her house.

While holding the woman in his arms, he closed the door with his feet, and said to himself: "This is not my general sympathy. I have an occupational disease. I have saved lives and healed the wounded many times, and my mind hasn't turned around yet. The body moves on its own, and it has nothing to do with sympathy."

While talking nonsense, Chen Anning lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms.

only one glance.

Chen Anning's gaze was attracted by her sleeping, quiet face.

"It's pretty nice..."

For almost a moment, Chen Anning was about to see himself in.

Fortunately, he reacted in time: "No, no, it's important to save people."

Saying that, Chen An Ning kicked open the door of her inner room, forcefully kicking the crooked wooden door to the ground.

He glanced at the broken wooden door on the ground distressedly, didn't say much, but slowly carried the woman onto the soft bed.

He roughly glanced at the several scars on the woman's body that penetrated through the clothes, was stunned, and immediately stretched out his hand——

"Sorry girl."

——Slowly take off the plain clothes wrapped around the woman.

135. You may be anemic

She has used the name Xiao Nianqing for a long time.

But even so, she still did not escape Yumeng's pursuit.

Since the battle with Daojian Mountain more than ten years ago, Xiao Wangqing, the emperor of the Demonic Dao, has changed his name and retired to the mountains.

The existence of Dao Jun's sword energy prevents Xiao Nianqing from excessively using the devil energy, so if she really fights people head-on, it may be difficult for her to show the power of the ancestor.

So these years, Xiao Nianqing has been hiding herself.

The Four Heavenly Venerates of Wan Mo Li Yuan are also always guarding them.

But this time is different.

Yumeng actually found Xiao Nianqing's location and launched a surprise attack.

To this day, Xiao Nianqing does not know who betrayed Wan Mo Li Yuan, but what is certain is that this team is a fatal blow to Wan Mo Li Yuan.

The four great heavenly deities are all involved in the Yumeng, and Xiao Nianqing is alone against the enemy.

Although in the end he desperately beheaded a Heavenly Venerable from Yumeng, Xiao Nianqing was still seriously injured under the siege.

As a last resort, Xiao Nianqing had no choice but to flee all the way.

She thought she had escaped from the Yumeng's hunting range, but what she never expected was that she was still discovered by several Yumeng monks when she let down her vigilance for a while.

Although the cultivation bases of those monks from the Jade League were not up to par, Xiao Nianqing was almost exhausted.

In the end, after Xiao Nianqing beheaded all the monks of the Jade League, she was exhausted, her body's demonic energy could not circulate, and her injuries were even more difficult to repair, so she could only bear her injuries and walk on the streets of Baihua City superior.

She needs to find a place to rest.

However, before she found a place to rest, she was attacked by pain and powerlessness, and her consciousness sank.

The once invincible demonic emperor still fell in the cold snow field.

She could even feel the life in her body being lost, and her consciousness gradually became drowsy.

But at the very end, she vaguely seemed to hear the sound of the door opening.

……

"Why are you doing this?"

It was a magnificent hall.

It was a man covered in blood.

He was stabbed more than a dozen times by sharp blades all over his body. Each wound was quite shallow and not fatal, but it could bring endless pain to people.

And in the man's terrified eyes, a figure of a little girl was gradually reflected.

The little girl was only about ten years old, but she was holding a bloody sharp knife in her hand.

"Why are you doing this?! Why?!" The man growled crazily, constantly moving his body, trying to stay away from the girl.

But silence was the little girl's answer.

Holding a sharp knife, she casually grabbed a woman lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

The expressionless little girl seemed to have lost all human emotion.

She silently cut the woman's throat with the knife, and kept approaching the man amidst blood splashing and painful wailing.

finally.

What the man saw in his eyes was the scene of the little girl holding the knife and stabbing him.

……

"..."

The moment Xiao Nianqing opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was an unfamiliar ceiling.

She suddenly felt a little strange, according to the normal logic, she was already dead.

To die in that icy and snowy place was a miserable and painful death.

This place is not like a ghost hell. It is impossible for a person like her to enter the fairy world after death.

Even before she died, she recalled the past that she didn't want to recall.

It should be dead.

The soft and comfortable touch spread all over her body, Xiao Nianqing stretched out her hand and touched it.