Nalan Mufeng looked at Yi Xiaorou, who had become even quieter than before because of Ah Lang's departure, and was immersed in endless training every day. He suddenly thought that when she was in Zidu, she heard about the heretic Ah for the first time.

He had a strange reaction when he was named Wolf, and his attitude towards A-lang was more special than other heretics. He always felt that it was not just the reason why A-lang was a heretic. Unexpectedly, it turned out... it was the reason why they all had the same name.

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It was because of A Lang's departure that Yi Xiaorou gradually became the virtuous person she is now. However, he still felt that something was a little weird, but he couldn't put it in words.

The scene suddenly changed, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed from this dark demonic realm to another place, which was a mountain cliff. He looked up and saw that on the opposite side of the cliff where he was, the coquettish red color was like a flame that was about to ignite on his forehead.

, is a flower that is so easy to get lost in.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that familiar figure not far away, approaching step by step, but his movements were slow and stiff. One moment, Yin Yin was far away, and the next moment she had passed by him.

She was dressed in white, which formed a strong contrast with the red in the distance and the black around her. Her eyes were staring directly at the piece of Manzhushahua, with a misty color, as if the Manzhushahua

Hua has what she dreams of.

Nalan Mufeng frowned, walked over quickly, and grabbed her hand to prevent her from moving forward.

When Yi Xiaorou's eyes moved from the Manzhuhuahua to Nalan Mufeng, they were full of dullness. Nalan Mufeng was used to seeing her cold and sometimes sharp eyes, but now this look made him...

It's unpleasant to watch.

"What are you going to do? There's a cliff ahead."

She was still staring at him, and suddenly she seemed to be going crazy. She twitched her hand and launched a fierce attack on Nalan Mufeng. She used her hands and feet together. She seemed to have no rules and was looking for murder. There was no trace of it at all.

Leave room.

Nalan Mufeng blocked it while getting angry, "Yi Xiaorou, you idiot, you are being controlled and you don't even know it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Xiaorou was about to slap his face with a palm. He bent down and twisted, like a flexible snake, and suddenly got behind Yi Xiaorou. He held her hand back with one hand, and moved towards her with the other hand.

She was slapped on the back and she spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

The blood that fell on the ground gradually started to move and condensed into a ball. Suddenly bursts of red smoke appeared from the center of the blood ball. In the smoke, a woman in red clothes was looming.

As the wind blew, the smoke gradually dispersed, and the woman's face was revealed. Her big almond eyes were outlined with long eyeliners. She looked enchanting and sinister. Her red dress was like a gauze, hugging her petite body, drifting with the wind.

When it is raised, the skin inside is looming.

The face that was originally paralyzed suddenly had an expression, the tender lips were curved softly, and the gloomy facial features became filled with tenderness because of such a smile, as if the spring breeze was blowing on the face.

Yi Xiaorou's face, smiling like that idiot Bai Zhi...

Nalan Mufeng was startled and shuddered again, with a look of disgust on his face, "Sure enough, I still can't stand it. This face looks better with a paralyzed face." He murmured to himself.

The woman in red smiled softly, as if she didn't see the disgust on Nalan Mufeng's face, nor did she hear that he was actually deliberately despising her in a voice that could be heard by everyone as he looked at her.

"Why did the young master deliberately let Hong'er come out?" Her voice was also soft, soft and pleasant, which was completely different from Yi Xiaorou.

Nalan Mufeng narrowed his eyes, but still found Yi Xiaorou's voice pleasant to his ears.

He curled his lips and chuckled, "Of course, I'll let you die. As for me, I prefer the paralyzed Yi Xiaorou. Someone like you is too disgusting."

The woman in red tapped her chin with her index finger, making a distressed look, "But what should I do? Hong'er doesn't want to die. After being sealed for sixteen years, Hong'er will also feel empty, lonely and cold. This great world,

Hong'er really wants to come out and have a look, and Xiaorou also... really wants Hong'er to come out and see the world. I'm afraid, it won't be as you wish."

"Oh? But, if you look so ugly, why don't you come out and hurt everyone's eyes? Although it's not your fault that you're ugly, it's your fault for being so ugly, don't you think?" He raised his eyebrows.

The woman in red pouted, as if she didn't agree with Nalan Mufeng's words, "No matter how ugly you are, aren't you still fascinated by my face?"

Nalan Mufeng lazily raised his eyes, slowly and slowly strangled the neck of the woman in red, raised his cold lips to both sides, and smiled coquettishly and sinisterly, "What did you say? I'm fascinated by you? I still think so.

You are so shameless, do you really think that wearing red clothes makes you the top brothel?" He lowered his voice and tightened his hands, and the sarcastic and unpleasant words came out of his mouth without any pressure.

The woman in red's face turned red because she couldn't breathe well, but she didn't have the slightest fear or panic when her neck was strangled. She still smiled so charmingly, "If I were the top prostitute in a brothel, I would definitely not be able to charm you."

Yes, but Hong'er just has this ability, because...it's Xiaorou's face that fascinates the young master..."

What she said was strange. Just as Nalan Mufeng was wondering, Yi Xiaorou suddenly bent over, her expression became painful, and her face began to slowly turn red. Nalan Mufeng was startled, and subconsciously increased the strength in his hands.

, Yi Xiaorou also became more painful. She raised her head and exposed the red pinch marks on her white neck.

"Yin Yin came to save people, but instead killed them. This kind of mistake, the mighty Demon Lord will not let it happen." The woman in red still laughed.

Seeing that Yi Xiaorou could no longer hold on, Nalan Mufeng had no choice but to let go of his hand, "Who are you?"

The woman in red caressed the neck that Nalan Mufeng had just pinched, and raised her head when she heard the words, "I am Xiaorou, Xiaorou is me, she and I are one body, so no matter who it is, as long as it can exist,

Are you okay? She already hates that world, so why force her to face something she doesn’t want to face? If she doesn’t want to go, wouldn’t it be better to let me go?”

"Who are you?" Nalan Mufeng repeated the question just now.

The woman in red laughed, but did not answer his question directly. She just asked, "Don't you think Xiaorou's decision-making on certain things is particularly different from ordinary people?"

Nalan Mufeng tapped his chin with his thumb, and suddenly thought of something, and asked a little uncertainly, "Are you...half of Yi Xiaorou's personality that was sealed along with her ability?"

The woman in red curled her lips and nodded, "Yes, so even if she knew that Nalan Xianzhen killed him, and even if she knew that Alang was killed by Zi Ling, she never took revenge or had any hatred, because she

I have never had any hatred. My mother didn’t like Xiaorou and she would become bad, so she just sealed me along with the sealed power. It’s true, but in the end I still found a chance!”

No wonder, he always feels that something is strange. It turns out that's the case, because Yi Xiaorou's memory is so organized and clear. There is not even a trace of hesitation about certain unknown things that should appear in the memory of a normal person. It turns out that it is because

She already knew it!

"How does Lord Demon feel about falling in love with a heretic with a mutilated personality?" Hong'er giggled and covered her lips with a smile.

Nalan Mufeng curled his lips and smiled kindly, "As for my thoughts, I dare to think of you and die. As for Yi Xiaorou, after all, it's better to be the same as before."

"Well," Hong'er looked distressed and raised her eyes to stare at Nalan Mufeng seriously, "Even if you want me to die, Yi Xiaorou can't go back. Only I can face what she is facing.
Chapter completed!