Just think of it, a thousand years ago, because of myself, the little thing jumped into the Xuanhuo Formation and endured inhuman pain.
If the God of Illusion Lotus had not kept her three souls hidden from the world, she would have been afraid...
When I think of this, Lian Chengjue felt guilty...
Ten lifetimes of reincarnation, and in this last lifetime, she almost lost her soul because of herself again.
When she recalled that when his sword penetrated into her chest, she laughed beautifully and called herself: "Jue".
How much pain does this kind of, all-in-one, bring to the person you love the most?
"Little guy, I miss you so much... I miss you very much, I miss you very much!" Lian Cheng never knew what to say, especially when he saw the other party so cold and so cold.
It feels like a fire is extinguished by cool water, falling from heaven to hell.
After he recovered his memory, he flew out of the Demon Palace and rushed to Nanming Kingdom to search for her traces everywhere. If she hadn't had the ring he gave him, the highest symbol of the Demon Clan.
There was still a strong demonic aura left on it, he would definitely not know that she would be in danger.
After hearing this, Nan Liyou seemed to feel that he had heard the funnyest joke, and he smiled quietly, with a sarcastic smile.
After laughing, she raised her eyebrows and said indifferently: "Mohuang, don't you think this joke is funny?"
Lian Chengjue Shen condensed her and was silent for a moment.
If so, if someone in the six realms dares to say this to him, he will definitely tear the other party to pieces.
But the other party is a woman he has loved for thousands of years and has suffered all the hardships for him. How could he do it?
Nan Liyou glanced at him indifferently, looked at the stone statues that were still standing still, and frowned slightly.
Why don’t these stone statues come over?
He raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Since Mohuang has nothing else to do, please get out of the way."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the stone statue behind her.
As soon as he took a step, he felt a breeze rushing behind him, and he hugged him from behind again...
Nan Liyou was furious, completely angry, he treated her as something.
Gritting her teeth, raising her arm, and hitting the person behind her chest. She obviously heard a muffled groan. She didn't see the other person moving, but she felt that the other person hugged her tighter, and the air in her chest was almost about to be
Crowded completely.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Nan Liyou was as mad as a leopard, with shame and anger in his eyes, and more angry.
"Don't let go! Never let go!" Lian Cheng Juelian smiled, his sexy chin pressed against Nan Liyou's head, tightened his arms, almost suffocating the other party, and a low voice rang in her ears:
"Little thing, forgive me!"
His bewitching voice echoed in his eardrums, echoing in his mind like a demonic obstacle.
After hearing this, Nan Liyou took a deep breath, smiled coldly, and said a little sarcastically: "Forgive you? I don't understand. What is my relationship with Mohuang? Do you have to let me forgive me?"
There was a silence behind her, and Nan Liyou felt Lian Chengjue's heavy breathing spraying in her ears, itchy and numb, making her heart a little messy.
Although she felt the determination and strength in his arms, Nan Liyou felt that these were incomparable to the injuries she suffered and the pain she had endured.
"Forgive me... okay? Li'er..." Lian Chengjue opened his mouth, his voice becoming more and more hoarse, which was the result of his suppression.