Chapter 145 I kill myself (1)

Yan Tianjiao was stunned immediately, and at the moment of his chest, he seemed to be held tightly and loosened. He was anxious and forgot to exhale.

The unavoidable mountains collapsed, the huge waves whistled, and the killing of the deadly murder was to be resisted by the sudden fog mirror.

Ripple, the charming and charming heroic posture appeared in front of his eyes, everything was like illusory, too unreal, making him unable to return to God for a long time.

Who is he or she?

Who is it?

Why are you helping him, to save him?

His or her face and body were like a dyeing smoke. They could not be considered or peeped, but the pair of veils inadvertently were remembered by the unintentional eyes.

It's strange and inexplicably familiar.

At this time, a fist -sized ball was thrown to the top of Yan Tianjiao's head.

Take the opportunity to take people away.

In the field of view of Liuyue, Jian Guangluan swallowed Yan Tianjiao like a bright snow and light, so he did not see who intercepted his blow, but clearly saw that someone intends to bring Yan Tianjiao to bring it to his bring

Get away.

The "fishing net" was fishing in front of him, but he was not in his eyes. In the fantasy peak, he did not think that the other party could escape his hunting after saving Yan Tianjiao.

Killing up, but suddenly what he felt, his eyes condensed with a frost and white, and he looked down at the treasure hunt in his hand.

He loosened it.

After the treasure hunting mouse, there was no power to suppress the old. It raised his head blankly. A pair of gem -like crystal black eyes raised toweringly. There were innocence of the world, and he also had the light of admiration and Zhai Liang.

But this is not the eyes that make him a crazy person.

Get away ...

She is gone.

His crimson lips were curved with a smile, thinking of the sword before the sword that did not hurt Yan Tianjiao, he was insightful, his throat tightened, and hoarsely: "Ah Yi is not good.

... "

He laughed very sweetly, with a beautiful misery with a strong sense of crushing, but his eyes exuding an extremely cold atmosphere.

I like you so much, I would rather blindly my eyes, deaf ears, and dumb and want to stay with you, but what about you?

How did you treat me?

The tone of the coldness in the bones lowly dumb and slowly: "How dirty the dog is."

Intersection

After the consciousness from the treasure hunting rats was pulled away from the disconnection, Gu Junshi's body consciousness received all the senses. In order to keep the body from being disturbed, after returning from the top of Jiufeng, she stayed quietly indoors.

"Xiaobi" is not distinguished from time to time, but it has been a few days outside.

She rubbed her forehead, and suddenly felt that she had a sense of lumping out of force. She sat quietly at the bed and wanted to recover for a moment.

You Huo Yiyou floated in front of her.

It stopped straight at Gu Jun's eyes and waited for her to open. Who was the message of this cloud letter to her? As soon as Gu Junshu opened his refined eyes, he had a guessing end.

Yes, she opened Yunxin.

It scattered from a pale white cloud, and it became a word in the air.

"The body can improve? If you still feel uncomfortable, you can find a poor monk diagnosed one or two, and you already have a clue."

The money is Chenghong.

Sure enough, it was Cheng Hong's letter to her.

He did not live with Liu Xun's "Big ratio" that he entered the Eight Peaks this time, and directly advanced to the final game, so he had enough time and energy to restore the loss of losses.

It's a bit subtle.

Is this while Jiaofu is absent, avoiding people's eyes to meet his wife in private?

Gu Jun's lacquered eyelashes were indifferent, but there was a hint of laughter at the bottom of his eyes.

She is indeed anxious to know the specific situation of her body, but she faintly feel that this situation will not endanger her after stability. There are more people who have more than less people who believe in the sixth, but ... this weird and unknown

Something in the state will delay her business.

It is better if you can solve it in advance.

After all, the men's partner of Xiaochen Mu has reached the time of the closing.

She no longer hides herself that she is not a mortal, because since she wants Chenghong to check her hidden danger to her body, he will know some of his real situation sooner or later.

Try her attitude.

After she returned to Yunxin to Chenghong, after making an appointment with him to go to the doctor, she moved the awareness back to the body of the Demon Girl.

Xiaochen Twilight came not long ago.

Because during this period of time, the state of the demon young girl was worrying, which was both the result of the intention of the development of his dedication, and the rough body.

She opened a pair of clear eyes, the purple rhyme flowed, reflecting the dim light in the dark room, such as the beautiful dream.

Xiaochen Mu is very close to her at this moment. He has a strong atmosphere of male assault, which is not difficult to smell.

He held up one of her slender wrists in one hand, and the other hand was poured into her body with spiritual power to check her situation.

If he felt, he raised his eyes and looked at the sight of her, and found that she seemed to have changed at this time.

"What's wrong with me?" Her eyes turned out and asked him softly.

But as the inspection was deep, his face was not very good, and he had a fierce face that was scared and crying. The thick eyebrows frowned, and his face was even more imposing.

Her body has not improved, and even everywhere, no matter how good he is using a good elixir, she can't make her improve. There is no mirror here, so she can't see her, so she does not know that she is like a lack of sunny and rainy flower stamens, and gradually gradually.

Lost smart and glory, a corrupt gray gruel gathered on her face.

But all this Xiaochen Mu looked at the eyes, and the chest was like a heavy weight, which was a bit stuffy.

"... It's just a bit weak." He couldn't vomit her truth about her.

Xiaochen twilight often has an old antique temperament, and does not rely on the favor of her in the bottom of her heart, so she touches her wantonly, but at this moment he seems to be a little unable to control it.

A pair looked at him to look at him, and the purple eyes in the blandness, obviously she didn't have any self -pity, and she didn't cry, but he just wanted to ... coax her, comfort her, hold it

Hug her.

"Brother Xiao, am I dying?" She asked again.

He-Shi dumb, hearing her questioning, for the first time, I realized what is incompetent and complicated.

Xiaochen Mu clenched his hands tightly, not knowing why it became like this.

Is it because she is a demon, so her body is different from that of human beings, so all the treatment methods of human cultivators are not applicable to her?

"You won't die."

He could only comfort her dryly like this.

"Don't lie to me." The demon girl smiled at him, not letting him continue to waste spiritual power on her ruined body.

Weak and weak, she managed to hold his hand.

Her little hands were so delicate and soft compared to his big, broad, bronze hands.

Xiaochen Mu even felt that he might hurt her if he tightened his grip just a little harder.

She took his slightly rough palm and leaned it against her soft cheek. She closed her eyes and rubbed it gently. The corners of her mouth curved up quietly and peacefully. She seemed to be very satisfied with being close to him at this moment.

But Xiao Chenmu's eyes gradually darkened, and he saw every move she made like a small animal expressing his love, and he did not stop her.

"Brother Xiao..." She called him softly, and then opened her eyes. At this time, her eyes changed. They were no longer so calm, but full of nostalgia and sadness. Her lips had lost their water color, and they were soft.

Quietly: "Forget me, forget what happened in this short period of time."

Xiao Chenmu's pupils trembled, because of the lightness of her words, and because of how easily she gave up on him. His teeth clenched, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, as if sparks were shooting out of his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

She seemed unable to see the man who was enraged like a wild lion, pinched one of his fingers and rubbed it: "I am just a demon, don't let me destroy you. The last thing I want to see is you getting hurt because of me.

If you are in pain, I will be in more pain than you are... There seems to be a saying among you cultivators: Love doesn't know where it starts, and it goes deeper and deeper."

Gu Junshi is a person who can have extremely affectionate eyes and no regrets, but his heart is like a pool of stagnant water and he talks about false love words indifferently.

Although Xiaochen Mu has lived for more than two hundred years, the years of a cultivator of immortality have always been lonely and dull, fair and strict. His life experience is not comparable to that of a person like Gu Junshi who is very sophisticated in city government and scheming.

She wanted to make him happy, so she kept filling the vacancy in his heart with things. She wanted him to laugh when he was in pain, and took back the things she put in extremely cruelly, regardless of whether they had grown into his flesh and blood.

Among them, it doesn't matter whether he is in pain after being hollowed out.

When Xiaochen Mu heard her "heartfelt" confession, the girl's wet and sad eyes were like a net covering him, the thread was in her hand, slowly tightening or relaxing, and he was helpless.

I can't help but blame her.

He fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere between them also became quiet.
To be continued...