Jin Mei smiled, and the murderous aura disappeared from her pretty face at this moment, leaving only the tenderness of the woman, who seemed to be quietly enjoying this moment, with tenderness between her brows.
The demon choked, swallowed the grief in his heart, slowly let go of the demon in his arms, and gently kissed the demon's forehead. With a smile in his tears, he said softly: "I still want to be with you in the next life! "
At this moment, the evil demon frowned in pain, but raised his lips and smiled. There was a bit of playfulness in his tender eyes. In the pool of blood, it made people feel inexplicable regret and heartache. He took a breath, as if he had hope. He hesitated in pain and asked: "Then...then in this life...could it be...that this is all?"
When the demon heard this, the smile on his face froze. The strength in his heart could no longer withstand the desolation of fate. The tears he couldn't stop fell on the demon's cheek with that deep feeling. He choked and sobbed. : "In this life...when have I left?"
"That's what you said..." Xiao Mei smiled with satisfaction and muttered, then frowned deeply in pain, as if he wanted to take a breather, but the severe pain in his body made Xiao Mei unable to bear it anymore, so he just gritted his teeth and smiled, saying goodbye. Said: "Stay with me, don't...don't leave...!"
As soon as the words fell, the demon's eyes widened, and he looked in pain. A large mouthful of blood gushed out, and he collapsed in the demon's arms!
The demon was distraught, hugged the demon tightly into his arms, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and cried hard, but there was no sound.
Mu Lingtian has experienced too many joys and sorrows since he was a child. Although he sighed with sadness in his heart, there was no emotion on his face. He only hid his compassion deep in the softness of his heart and buried it in the indifference in his eyes. Then he slowly moved towards the big boulder.
At this moment, Mu Lingtian's steps were filled with regret for life, and there was no sound at all. In the quiet night, it seemed to express the sadness and helplessness in his heart.
Mu Lingtian did feel sympathy for what the Sprite had just done. This was also the reason why Mu Lingtian gave up on killing the Sprite. Mu Lingtian, who passed by the Sprite, glanced out of the corner of his eye. Looking at the demon and demon, he sighed lightly, then stopped and turned his back to the demon, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. He was silent for a moment, still speechless, sighed softly again, and continued to move forward. go.
The grieving Demon originally thought that Mu Lingtian would kill him and end his life, but he did not expect that Mu Lingtian would leave. When he came back to his senses, there was a complicated expression between his eyebrows, and he glanced at the Demon in his arms. Looking back at Mu Lingtian's back, he swallowed the pain in his heart and shouted to Mu Lingtian in a low voice: "Wait...!"
After hearing what the demon said, Mu Lingtian, who felt sad in his heart, came to his senses, turned around and stared at the demon without saying a word.
The demon looked back at the demon in his arms, and a sweet smile appeared. Then he gently put the demon down, stood up slowly, turned around to face Mu Lingtian, and joked: "The sword demon is so soft-hearted, how can he be called a sword demon?" ?”
Mu Lingtian said calmly: "I will do my own thing, why should I care about what others say? If you have a sword in your hand, you will definitely become a dead soul under the sword."
The demon smiled calmly and said: "Young Master Ying is being tortured by leeches in the water prison of Phoenix Mountain Villa. If you want to save him, it will not be easy."
Mu Lingtian frowned slightly, and with his deep eyes, he turned the worry and distress into cold murderous intent, and said coldly: "What he suffered will be repaid a thousand times by Ye Xun."
The demon added: "Ye Xun has known your purpose for a long time. Phoenix Villa has set up a dragnet and built iron walls. Countless masters are waiting for you, but you may not be able to get what you want."
Mu Lingtian smiled disdainfully and said, "I will collect as much as the Mu family's debt. I hope they won't disappoint me."
The demon chuckled and said, "Then why don't you kill me?"
"You?" Mu Lingtian stared at the demon, knowing that the demon wanted to die, so he pretended to be disdainful and continued: "You are not worthy of being a killer, and you are not worthy of dying by my sword. I will tell you when I go back. Master, it’s time to pay what he owes the Mu family.”
The demon laughed at himself, his eyes full of helplessness towards fate, and sighed: "When he let us out, he had no intention of letting us go back."
Naturally, Mu Lingtian didn't believe the attitude of the demon. He was still wary of the demon in his heart, but he also wanted to try to find out the demon's purpose. He threatened: "If you want to complete the mission, just pick up your knife." .”
"Our mission is to present the human head. It has been completed long ago, but..." The demon muttered in a low voice, and suddenly an internal force burst out. He stretched out his right hand from behind his waist and waved towards Mu Lingtian.
Mu Lingtian knew that the sprite only wanted to die, so he hesitated in his heart and closed his eyes slightly and sighed. However, the sprite seemed to be very persistent. Mu Lingtian opened his eyes after hesitation, and a sad look appeared. He had complicated emotions, and he didn't know why. Raising his sword, perhaps just feeling the loneliness he once felt, the violent energy in Mu Lingtian's eyes became a little more solemn, and then a cold murderous look appeared in his eyes, instantly turning Mu Lingtian into a god of death in the night. The long sword in his hand was swung towards the demon before he made a move.
"Whoosh——"
A cold light flashed, and the two sword edges penetrated the monster's chest with that force, and blood spattered.
The demon was frozen in place, with nothing in his hand. It seemed that he was not planning to attack Mu Lingtian at all. When his eyes met with Mu Lingtian, the demon just smiled lightly at Mu Lingtian.
"Thank you...Master Mu...for making it happen!" The demon murmured in pain, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and then endured the severe pain in his body, slowly turned around, looked at the demon affectionately, and with that breath, swayed towards the demon. Walking swaying.
Mu Lingtian fulfilled the purpose of the demon and looked at the demon. Although his expression did not change, there was a complicated emotion in his heart that made Mu Lingtian feel like he had a lump in his throat.
The demon stumbled to the demon demon, took a deep breath, sat down next to the demon demon, held the demon demon in his arms again, and said softly: "I heard that the road to Huangquan is very long, wait for me, don't get lost! I can I will always protect you, life after life!"
[Little Wucai is in the field, the rivers and lakes are stormy and cloudy, the leaves are sweeping away the mud and dust, and thieves are coming in the fire. Destiny repays each other, I only know kindness but not revenge. It is ridiculous that the youth is declining, but it is a big mistake. I recognize the thief's body. I smile for you and dare not say a word. Gratitude and hatred are only remembered in my heart. I am sighing that fate does not follow others. Swallow the suffering of this life and follow your way to hell! 】
Looking at the demon in his arms, the demon frowned and closed his eyes.
Mu Lingtian felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He glanced at the devil, then turned back and walked towards the boulder.
Mingyu looked at the monsters, her thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing the girl's sympathy and helplessness, and she sighed softly.
Wei Hongyan's eyes stayed on the demon demon for a moment, then moved to Mu Lingtian. There was more determination and hope between her eyebrows, and there seemed to be a long story hidden in her heart. The strength in her eyes, It also seemed to be talking about his own past.
