The beautiful head of the Demon Lord poked out from his arms, her brows and eyes bloomed with an extraordinarily enchanting beauty, and her eyes seemed to be filled with mist from just waking up.
Those smiling eyes were staring at Fang Geyu, and the pupils were like dots drawn with thick ink, so deep that it was difficult to look directly at them.
She spoke nonsensical words and looked harmless.
But Fang Geyu slowly opened his eyes, and two clusters of fire suddenly started to burn in his blue eyes. The wind was blowing and the wild fire was burning inside, and there were violent waves surging.
In her eyes, that enchanting and beautiful face is tantamount to the cruelest thing in the world.
Her finger bones could not help but creak when she pinched them, and she could hardly contain the killing intent of the Shifang Sword in her hand.
All the events of the previous day are still vivid in my mind.
The face that lived in legends and nightmares suddenly appeared in her sight.
Fang Geyu slowly lowered her head. She seemingly calmly placed the Shifang Sword under her body. Her fingers were crossed and folded between her knees in a comfortable manner. Her pale pink nails turned pale little by little.
When she raised her head again, all the emotions in her eyes seemed to have been ambushed last night.
She had a smooth smile on her face, raised her snow-white chin proudly, and said a long "Huh?" at the end: "Where did this monster come from?"
As she said that, she glanced at Balian with an angry look and said: "On weekdays, I like to pick up some kittens and puppies, deer, rabbits and the like. At least they look cute and kind, so I can use them as a mascot.
It’s also eye-catching.”
She continued with disdain: "Is it that the rabbit is not cute enough or the deer is not fat enough? Only wild dogs can run around with big-headed ghosts in their mouths, and you are trying to play with them? You have no eyesight."
Balian, who was about to pull out the beauty's head, was stunned.
He knew that the eldest lady's venomous tongue had long been perfected, but he didn't know where such resentment came from today. Her words were particularly sharp and lethal.
The majestic Lord of the Demon Realm was brutally mutilated by her and turned into the head of an old prisoner who could be picked off by dogs at will on the execution ground.
He couldn't help but look down at the beautiful girl in his arms. She was still smiling. If it weren't for the bulging veins on her forehead, her endurance skills would be extraordinary.
"How outrageous!" Hongzhuang, the female demon killer who was walking into the cave side by side with Si Li, had a scowl on her face. A bone-cutting knife came out of the wind and landed in her palm. She looked like she wanted to cut Fang Geyu into pieces.
The shape of the segment.
"You dare to speak rudely to my lord, and you will die without mercy!"
Si Li crossed his arms, but there wasn't much emotion on his face, he was just thinking secretly in his heart...
She brought this head here all the way from the land of blazing fire and quicksand in the north, and then handed it over to that boy.
Could this little human girl be insinuating that she is actually the dog playing with the head?
She frowned calmly and said nothing.
Fang Geyu looked at the menacing demon killer woman, with a serious look on her eyebrows, and sneered: "It turns out that she is a demon lackey who is mixed up in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. In recent years, the hands of this demon have really become deeper and longer.
."
Hongzhuang frowned coldly, and her murderous intention aroused.
Fang Geyu put away the sneer on his face and uttered two words in a cold voice: "Get out of here."
As the words came out, a terrifying golden meaning flashed in the depths of her dark almond-shaped eyes.
When Hongzhuang was touched by that gaze, her soul trembled with horror. For a moment, it was as if a poisonous snake dormant on the ground suddenly received the cold gaze from a natural enemy in the sky, and she instinctively gave up her murderous intention.
…
…
The green mountains are in the clouds, and even the wind blowing from the east is carrying strands of cold mist in the clouds. The soft and delicate ancient dust and moss can be seen spreading over the rocks mottled over the years.
Sparse shadows slanted horizontally, and a clear moon hung in the sky.
Full of worries, Fang Geyu came to the leeward place in the mountains alone in the wind and clouds.
She saw the woman in black robe standing up to the sky amidst the frosty clouds.
It is clearly a simple and beautiful back view.
But Fang Geyu felt that she was more like a person from another world, standing there abruptly, silently and compassionately overlooking the wind and rain of the world.
In her world, there are only countless corpses lying sideways and lonely souls wandering around.
She has waded through the mortal world, but not a speck of dust touched her clothes.
Just looking at it from such a distance gives me a beautiful feeling of despair.
Under the moon, the self-proclaimed inner demon slowly turned around and said softly: "Miss Fang, have you decided to hand over the bones?"
Fang Geyu was speechless for a while, and then he whispered in a low voice for a long time: "Who should the inner demon be born into?"
She was slightly startled, as if she was surprised by her somewhat inexplicable question, and then said: "I was born according to my heart, and I was born according to my wish."
Fang Geyu walked up to her and looked at her with stern eyes: "Tianxi Yunrong was born with a sword body and a pure heart. She has been devoted to the sword for many years and was born for the sword. How can the world of mortals stop her heart and give birth to a demon?
Woolen cloth?"
"It seems that the eldest lady has no intention of handing over the remains of the immortal today. In this case, humans and demons have different paths, and there is nothing to say between you and me."
It can be seen that under her calm attitude, she subtly does not want to talk to her about how the inner demon was born, and she has no obligation to answer her questions.
Raising her hand to summon a sword wind, she looked like she was ready to ride the wind and fly away.
When Fang Geyu saw that she was so tight-knit, he knew that it was useless to make insinuations.
In desperation, she had no choice but to take out her trump card and say softly: "Miss Yun Rong... your husband is awesome."
Your husband is awesome!
These words were like a whip hitting her heart hard.
The next moment, she clearly felt that the true spirit of the other party's luck was stagnant for a moment, and the departing figure suddenly froze, standing there as if taking root, motionless.
The wind blew up her big sleeves, and even her bare fingertips were pale and trembling.
Seeing that she didn't turn around, Fang Geyu let out a sigh of relief, walked around to her, and said: "Master's wife, your husband is really..."
"Okay." The pale lips under the hood suddenly tightened. She didn't want to hear these extremely humiliating words, so she said calmly: "You win."
Seeing her look like this, Fang Geyu had a look of guilt in his eyes. It was rare for him to let go of her arrogant and rude shell, and said sincerely: "Sorry, the matter is urgent. I must find out your identity as soon as possible."
The clouds and wind in the sky were still rolling gently, and Yun Rong raised his hand to take off the wide hood that covered his face.
A face was quickly reflected in the clouds, and her whole person became brighter because of this face.
Just like the white jade soaked in the moonlight, it is warm and clear, so white that it is almost dazzling. Reflected by the long black eyebrow hair, which is as black as ink, the black and white are particularly distinct.
She stared deeply at Fang Geyu with her water-cut eyes, as if she wanted to see through her soul.
After a while, there was some compassion in her eyes, and she said: "So, there is an ancient and mysterious existence hidden in your body. That existence can allow you to resonate with the bones through life and death, and thus see the past."
Fang Geyu couldn't help but tighten the sword in his hand: "For you, it may be the past, but for me, it is the future."
Yun Rong couldn't deny it: "Did you tell him the future you saw?"
Fang Geyu said honestly: "No, just when I was about to tell him, I discovered the Demon Lord in his arms." If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search Novel Website updates at full speed