"Ning Ji, there is nothing in this water."

Ning Ji just looked at him indifferently.

As he said that, Kong Ling, who had nothing in the water, felt that the water was a bit hot.

"What exactly does the Demon King want to do?" Ning Ji finally spoke in the Demon Realm for more than half a month. He was cold, but his voice was cold at this time. When he looked at him without any emotion, he still made Kong Ling's heart sting.

What purpose can he have? He just likes Ning Ji.

But this sentence happened to be what the person in front of me disliked to hear the most.

Kong Ling tightened his hands: "I'm just worried that you're tired."

"The Demon King is worried." Ning Ji withdrew his gaze.

Kong Ling forced a smile: "Don't you believe me?"

Ning Ji forgot Chu Jinxiao. Kong Ling was full of confidence and felt that he could never remember him again, but he was a little sad at this moment.

This emotion was something he had never experienced before.

His feelings for Ning Ji came too late, and he obviously had been together for a long time, but he didn't understand until the other party left.

But because of Chi Kong Ling, he felt that he was more precious than the feathers on his tail feathers.

No one in this world dares to touch his tail feather. Everyone knows that the demon king is most precious to his bloodline. However, when he met Ning Ji, he was willing to let Ning Ji throw him out with his tail. Even if his tail was bald, he felt it was okay.

Kong Ling felt sour and liked it, and she felt that her dignified demon king seemed to have become a different person.

He was a little worried that Ning Ji knew he had lie to him, but he didn't expect that the man didn't say anything.

Ning Ji just took off his sword.

When Kong Ling was disappointed, he suddenly said, "May the Demon King deceived him?"

He couldn't even deceive himself, so why did he ask him to believe it?

Maybe what he liked was true, but everything else was fake and illusory.

Ning Ji lost his memory and did not know nothing. No one knows better about his life, personality, and preferences than himself.

He couldn't - like someone like Kong Ling.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. After Kong Ling asked, he pulled out one of his tail feathers to please him, but at this moment he had to hold it in his hand awkwardly.

It was not until Ning Ji left that Kong Ling tightened his hands.

He suddenly remembered that he had misunderstood Ning Ji at the beginning.

At that time, he thought that Ning Ji was not good at all. He speculated about Ning Ji with the greatest malicious intention, and now he should have expected that there will be today.

In Ning Ji's eyes, he was a hundred times worse than when he misunderstood the other party.

Kong Ling's gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were a little lonely, but she felt a little unwilling.

Ning Ji ignored the people behind him.

In addition to the breath in his body these days, he always met people under the tree that day.

Xie Yuqing would use secret techniques to see him almost every other day. The man said nothing but stood under the tree and looked at him.
Chapter completed!