The beauty of the dream was cut off at this moment. Suddenly, she fell into another dream. In this dream, beside her, Emperor Shitian, the king of the demon world, was lying on her body, plundering wantonly...
She hates so much, she is so angry, she is so scared...
But it aroused the man's interest.
The swaying Moxi lotus withered overnight.
Men plundered her endlessly...
She had nightmares one after another, all of which were caused by men doing evil things to her. His sinful hands crossed every private part of her body, and his sinister kisses left fiery bite marks on her body...
The once elegant Fairy Moxi could not bear the humiliation and even jumped into the demon-slaying platform in the demon world to destroy her true body.
It was a soul-crushing, bone-crushing pain...
"ah……"
Hua Weimian woke up with a start and wanted to scream, but never made a sound.
Who is making the sound?
Not her...
It's obviously her body, but it's no longer under her control...
The countless undead souls in the blood sacrifice had devoured her soul to the point of exhaustion. She did not even have the consciousness to control this body. Only a faint consciousness remained in her body, still lingering...
Is she dead?
No!
Although her body was bleeding profusely, she was still breathing and heartbeating, even though the breathing and heartbeat did not belong to her...
Then, the coffin lid was slowly opened, and Emperor Shitian appeared in front of her. The originally cold and enchanting man was now ecstatic, and the ecstasy in his eyes was accompanied by sadness...
Then he called her softly: "Moxi..."
That cold and sexy voice entangled countless mist, but Hua Weimian could easily judge the love and pampering in it.
A kind of pity that penetrates to the bone marrow.
Hua Weimian wants to say something, continue acting or something else, to express her attitude.
But before she could speak, her body started to move suddenly. She, obviously out of her control, had already sat up from the coffin, shrank back, and begged as she backed away: "Don't touch me, please don't touch me."
…”
The clear and light voice was already hers, but the feeling was completely different.
Hua Weimian suddenly knew that it was... Mo Xi's tone.
She tried her best to imitate these days, but she was not Mo Xi after all, and she could never learn this elegant and quiet tone.
Then, she suddenly realized that she had really become a different person.
Moxi...
Lotus goddess Moxi...
Hua Weimian had quite interesting ideas at that time. She thought that Si Ming had indeed tricked him.
At that time, she didn't know that her destiny had already transcended the three realms, and the commander could no longer approve it. Her destiny was destiny.
And destiny has always played tricks on people.
She should have been desperate or resisting, but she suddenly calmed down at that moment. She thought, even Siming was confused by her, and the god she only hoped to save her had lied to her, so what was the point of her life...
It's better to give up your body to Mo Xi.
At least, Mo Xi still has a beloved Lord Tianjun and a Lord Demon Lord who loves her deeply.
But looking at these two characters, Hua Weimian felt that she was born to be the heroine.
A little guy like her is best suited to play a role in this kind of script.