After narrowly escaping from death, Gan Muyun suddenly slapped Ah Xue under him, and one man and one eagle quickly retreated, instantly opening a distance of tens of feet from the ghost mandrill.
Demon Mandrill didn't pay any attention to her actions, but quickly turned around and looked anxiously towards the direction where the sound came from.
Two graceful figures appeared in sight instantly.
Seeing the charming appearance of the person on the left, Ghost Mandrill trembled all over, the murderous aura in his eyes instantly dissipated, his mouth opened slightly, and his whole person fell into a sluggish state.
At this moment, there was only such a beautiful figure in his eyes, and he didn't even have the intention to pay attention to who the person next to him was.
Ran Sujuan!
This gentle woman who was kidnapped by Lin Bei and whose whereabouts have never been found, unexpectedly appeared on the battlefield of Qunxian City.
Compared with the days when she lived in seclusion in the mountains, Ran Sujuan's face was paler and her whole body was becoming thinner. Her big watery eyes were shining brightly, and her bloodless lips were trembling, revealing a strange sense of beauty in her haggardness.
.
"don't want!"
She opened her lips lightly and uttered two words again. Tears could no longer be suppressed and flowed down her cheeks, "Don't make any more mistakes. It's not worth it for me."
"You, why are you here?"
Ghost Mandrill asked blankly, seemingly unaware of how hoarse and dry his voice was.
"Miss Nangong rescued me."
Ran Sujuan walked in the air and slowly approached him. Her tears were like springs, but her voice was as gentle as the wind.
"Miss Nangong?"
Ghost Mandrill glanced at the beautiful figure behind Ran Sujuan.
Her black hair is as silky as a waterfall, her peerless beautiful eyes are sparkling, and her delicate pink dress is fluttering in the wind.
It was actually Nangong Ling who had already died at the hands of Zhong Wen!
Is she still alive?
The surprise in Gui Mandrill's eyes flashed away, but he quickly lost interest and once again focused his attention on Ran Sujuan, who was approaching step by step.
At this moment, apart from this woman, he could hold no other thoughts in his mind.
A gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and the distance between the two was less than two feet.
"fool."
Ran Sujuan's slender white hands slowly touched Gui Mandrill's angular face. The tears on her cheeks sparkled under the sunlight. They were more crystal clear than pearls and more brilliant than diamonds. "Why are you so stupid?"
Have you forgiven me?
Ghost Mandrill opened his mouth and almost blurted out, but in the end he didn't ask what he was thinking.
"Are you okay?"
He tried to keep his voice calm, for fear of scaring the woman in front of him.
Ran Sujuan has spiritual mastery, and can be considered a strong person in the world.
However, in his eyes, this woman was so fragile, like a rare treasure that had to be held carefully in the palm of his hand. The slightest exertion would cause it to be damaged, broken, and turned into nothing.
"I'm fine."
Ran Sujuan's eyes were blurred, and she murmured softly. Her voice was like the rhyme of Lin Laiquan, so soft and warm, as if she had the power to calm the mind.
The mandrill stood there quietly, his eyes softer than ever before, the black flame blade in his hand had long since dissipated, and there was no longer a trace of violence on his body.
No one who saw him would be able to connect him with the ferocious-looking fierce man from before who was killing people in all directions.
Staring at Ghost Mandrill's undefended back, Gan Muyun moved his index finger slightly, almost unable to resist using the "Sky Eagle Transformation" to give him a hard blow.
However, her right arm was raised in the air, but she finally stopped. Her jade hand gently touched her lower abdomen, and the fighting spirit on her face gradually faded away.
Thinking of the little life in his belly, Gan Muyun's eyes gradually softened, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.
"How about going back?"
Ran Sujuan's fingers brushed against Gui Mandrill's cheek, slowly slid down on his shoulder, and murmured softly.
"go back?"
Ghost Mandrill asked quietly, "Where are you going back?"
"go home."
Ran Sujuan gently stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "Go back to the mountains where we live in seclusion."
"You, don't you blame me?"
Ghost Mandrill's heart trembled, but after all he couldn't hold it back and blurted out.
Once the most dazzling genius in the "Dark Temple", a ruthless character who killed many people, he was like a child who had made mistakes, his head drooped, peeking at her from time to time, his face full of anxiety.
Ran Sujuan did not speak.
Ghost Mandrill's answer was a deep kiss, sweet and fragrant, as sweet as sugar.
The moment the four lips touched together, Ghost Mandrill stiffened, but then relaxed quickly.
This feeling is so warm and comfortable that I can't find any appropriate words to describe it.
For Ghost Mandrill, who has lived on the streets since he was a child and has no memory of his mother, this is an unprecedented feeling, and it is also a feeling he has never dared to ask for.
The old man Li Tianfeng had a rough temper, and he might have given him fatherly care and protection, but there were some things that he couldn't give him after all.
As a master, one day he will have to watch his disciple leave and go away to start his own life.
And what makes a man truly mature, apart from endless suffering, is something more important.
"Dark Temple" can't provide this kind of thing, and neither can Li Tianfeng.
Ran Sujuan's kiss made Gui Mandrill have a deep understanding of this strange feeling for the first time in his life.
He instinctively stretched out his arms and hugged the woman in front of him tightly, never wanting to let go for a moment.
He didn't know that this kind of thing was called a sense of belonging.
But he was deeply immersed in it and could not extricate himself.
Angels come from heaven and demons come from hell.
By chance, angels and demons, who were supposed to be incompatible with each other, experienced many hardships together.
Angels feel the cruelty of hell, and demons feel the warmth of heaven.
In the end, the angel fell in love with the devil, and the devil fell in love with the angel.
As a result, heaven lost an angel, and hell also lost a demon.
In this world, there are two more mortals who love each other.
A mortal who is gentler than angels and stronger than demons.
The moment Gui Mandrill and Ran Sujuan embraced each other affectionately, on the battlefield that should have been extremely cruel, there was no trace of murderous intent or noise anymore, and the world seemed to be surrounded by warmth and sweetness.
Ning Jie, Ji Weizhu and Zhong Wuyan were hanging in the air, quietly staring at the beautiful scene in front of them, and just like Gan Muyun, they gave up the idea of continuing to attack.
Even though the ghost mandrill has caused all the girls to suffer a lot.
However, not everyone can feel this beauty.
"Wang Lun said you are dead."
Huo Bai grabbed Lin Xiaodie's pink neck with one hand and continued to release golden flames, constantly inflicting pain on the girl. However, his eyes were firmly locked on Nangong Ling's exquisite figure, and his tone was indescribably weird.
"obviously."
Nangong Ling smiled lightly and said, "He is wrong."
"Since you are not dead, what are you doing these days? Why don't you come back and wait for the Lord to send you?"
Huo Bai narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "Also, did you release this woman?"
"You are much smarter than that bald man."
In response to his barrage of questions, Nangong Ling did not answer them one by one. He just chuckled and said, "I shouldn't have asked such stupid questions."
"It seems Wang Lun is right."
Huo Bai's face was filled with a look of disbelief. He was stunned for a long time before he sighed and said, "You really have evil intentions and are not really surrendering to the Lord."
"Don't tell me, that bald guy is stupid."
Nangong Lingsu covered her lips with her hands and said with a sweet smile, "My intuition is quite accurate. It really caused me a lot of trouble."
"Besides the Lord, I am the only one who knows where that woman is being held."
Huo Bai asked in confusion, "How did you find her?"
"As long as you use your brain and spend some time, where can you find someone in the world?"
Nangong Ling stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at the position of her temple, "But I still have to praise you. You can think of hiding her in the ruins of the 'Tianjian Villa', which is already a good idea for you.
Already."
"Cunning woman."
Huo Bai's face darkened, and he was very dissatisfied with Nangong Ling's condescending attitude. He gritted his teeth and said, "But you are still not smart enough. It is rare for your plan to succeed, so you should hide. Exposing your whereabouts in front of me is not the same as risking death."
different?"
"You are the one who is not smart enough."
The smile on Nangong Ling's face gradually faded, and her pupils suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, "Xiaodie is the treasure of Piaohua Palace. I haven't even said a harsh word to her. How dare you make her suffer like this? It's just...
court death."
"Why, do you feel sorry for this girl?"
Huo Bai grinned and turned to look at Lin Xiaodie, who was being strangled by his neck, with a violent light in his eyes, "I just want to make her suffer more, what can you do?"
He was about to activate his soul power and let the golden flames burn more and more violently. Suddenly his expression froze, his eyes shot out with incredible light, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
I saw that Lin Xiaodie in her hand began to gradually melt and deform.
After just a few breaths, Huo Bai was surprised to find that the person he was holding was no longer a pretty and lovely girl.