Ji Yue recalled Qingge's words and suddenly realized that Qingge was jealous.
Thinking of this, the gloom between Ji Yue's brows disappeared, the corners of her lips curved slightly, her eyes were filled with light and she smiled thickly.
However, when she thought of Qing Ge's hair, it was difficult to calm her down. Ji Yue had a headache again, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed in her eyes.
Those childhood sweethearts do indeed exist, but Ji Yue has always been a loner and can't even remember their faces.
Ji Yue surrendered and was about to hold Qingge's hand, but she grabbed something sticky.
Ji Yue looked down, her face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and she saw that he had touched the little fox's tender buttocks, and Qingge didn't know when to lift the little fox over.
The little fox lay on Qingge's palm and kept rubbing it. When he found that his little butt was being kneaded, the little fox turned around and looked at Ji Yue sadly.
As if someone had pricked her, Ji Yue suddenly pulled her hand back, wiping it with a towel, glaring at Qing Ge like a resentful woman in the palace, but Qing Ge was completely unaware, immersed in her own world, Jade Finger
Playing with the little fox happily.
The little fox was rolling around on the couch, in a happy mood. The other little foxes were also standing on one side in a smart manner, waiting in line obediently to be favored by Qing Ge.
Looking at this scene, Ji Yue's whole face was distorted.
He wished he could slap himself, he really couldn't figure out why he gave birth to such little balls of flesh.
Qingge concentrated on teasing the little fox. For a long time, she didn't hear Ji Yue's voice. She raised her head and looked around in surprise. The sound of footsteps that had not left was heard, but Ji Yue completely disappeared.
Sitting in despair while singing softly.
At this moment, someone grabbed the corner of his clothes. Qingge lowered his head in surprise, his eyes flickered, and blood-colored flowers bloomed deep in his eyes. However, on the bed, he saw a little red fox looking at him eagerly.
Her mane hung down softly, and her red and purple eyes were like beautiful gems.
At this moment, its claws were holding on to the corner of Qing Ge's clothes, and its pitiful appearance was truly touching, dissolving the warmth deepest in her heart.
Qing Ge's unreasonable fuss disappeared. She picked up the little fox with gentle movements and put it in her arms lovingly. Unexpectedly, the cute and cunning little fox continued to push Erliang's chest...
Qingge's face turned completely dark, and she turned away from the little fox.
The little fox looked at Qing Ge innocently, his pouty mouth could have hung a wine bottle.
From the darkness, there was a strange laughter.
Qingge turned her head, her dark eyes wandering towards the place where the laughter came from.
A red light suddenly appeared on the little fox's body, and a coquettish and evil man walked out of the strange light. He stepped closer, kicked open the screen, and looked coldly at the heads behind the stone table with a split smile on his lips.
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Kicking the gravel table, Ji Yue folded her hands on her chest, looking down from a high position, looking at the beasts at leisure, half-smiling but not smiling, with a dangerous message hidden in her tone, "Eavesdropping? Peeping? Is it fun?"
Di Jiujun and others stood up one by one and looked at Ji Yue with some sarcasm.
The saint stood in the last position, looking at Ji Yue's violent figure, full of sourness.
She always thought that the Demon King should be cruel, cruel, bloodthirsty and evil, but until today, she saw another side of the Demon King, which may be as gentle as jade, or silly and cute, or uneasy——
It wasn't until this moment that the reluctance in the saint's heart completely disappeared.
The love is deep and the relationship is shallow.
I can't help others.
Di Jiujun seemed to be reminded of Ji Yue's cute and stupid look, and burst into laughter.
Ji Yue had a dark face and said, "Is it funny?" After saying that, he kicked Di Jiujun. Di Jiujun jumped a few times like a rabbit, but Ji Yue didn't let him kick him, and instead escaped cleverly.
Wuyou coughed dryly and ran away.
Yidantan ran away, but the saint had a clear conscience and walked out with a straight face and a slanted shadow.
Fuxi was left alone.
Fu Xi looked at Ji Yue, who was furious and furious, and shrank her neck in fear. Her light brown eyes glanced at Qing Ge on the bed, and her footsteps moved back silently.
"Want to leave?" Ji Yue looked at him with burning eyes.
Fu Xi pretended to be calm, tried her best to look innocent, and smiled childishly at Ji Yue.
Ji Yue picked up Fu Xi and threw her out of the waterfall, but luckily Fu Xi caught her.
It was quiet, and Ji Yue walked to the edge of the bed gloomily. It could be seen that several little foxes were still occupying Qing Ge, and the corners of her mouth dropped.
Qingge smiled gently, tightened the reluctant little foxes into the realm of nothingness, and then looked at Ji Yue, "Are you angry?"
Ji Yue didn't look at her and turned her face away arrogantly.
"What should we do?" Qingge asked with a smile.
Ji Yue suddenly sat on the bed, pointed at her cheek, and groaned.
There was a smile on Qing Ge's eyebrows and eyes. He knew what Ji Yue meant, so he approached her generously and placed a kiss on his face, like a dragonfly touching water.
Ji Yue turned from defense to attack, pressing Qing Ge on his leg, lowering his head and biting, the smell of blood bloomed, Ji Yue's eyes were full of panic, he lowered his head and looked at Qing Ge blankly.
Qingge was lying on his lap, her eyes were distracted and her consciousness was dissociated. Scarlet blood was constantly spurting out from her thin lips. Such a dazzling color cut into Ji Yue's heart like a knife, making him unable to breathe.
Qingge frowned slightly, she held onto Ji Yue's lapel and sat upright, her eyes as cold as death.
The remaining power of the Snow Lingzhu seemed to be eroding her flesh and blood, causing excruciating pain and heart-piercing pain.
In order to escape from the eight-bone crocodile dragon in the deep sea, she used all the excess Snow Spirit Pearl energy on acceleration and had already released it. Some of the Snow Spirit Pearl essence still remained in her limbs and bones, silently.
It corroded her.
Before that, Xue Lingzhu was motionless, but it suddenly exploded at this moment, catching her off guard.
Ji Yue held Qingge's hand, wanting to instill the power of the Demon King into her to reduce her pain, but Qingge looked at him coldly and said, "Get out."
Ji Yue was seriously injured and was not much better than her.
Ji Yue's eyes turned cold, but her eyes were full of panic.
"Can you go out? Give me an hour. If I'm still not well, you can come..." Qingge held back the pain and said.
Ji Yue looked at Qingge's fair and tender face with a complicated look, with sharp edges and corners, thin eyebrows at the temples, and cold, clear eyes that were as cold as cold pupils. At this moment, she was slowly softening.
Sighing, Ji Yue stood up helplessly and walked out. Every step she took was painful.
After exiting the waterfall, Ji Yue stood in front of the water curtain with a gloomy expression.
On the bed, Qingge sat cross-legged, concentrating, looking inside to see the internal organs, the position of the heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were a little off. The power of the Xue Lingzhu was like a tornado passing through the limbs and bones. The bone marrow was numb, the flesh and blood were torn, and the blood was unbearable.
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Qingge's body trembled slightly, her eyes suddenly opened, and she spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the bed red.