With their eyes facing each other, he spoke softly and indifferently yet earth-shatteringly. The topic changed so quickly. This time, it was Balian's turn as if his brain had been hollowed out and turned into a blank in an instant.
Reflecting on Jiujiu's pair of dark eyes that were unusually bright and fiery, they were staring at him steadily, with quite a burning meaning.
"This...at this time?"
Balian was a little flustered by the cold and bright eyes, and couldn't help but move back, his eyes wandering from left to right.
"The crisis of the evil god has not yet been exposed, let alone in a place like this. How could you... have such a sudden idea? It is... inappropriate."
Once a woman turned her back on him, Balian lost his composure.
Not to mention that I met this kind of doll lady who was straightforward in nature, made no secret of her purpose in courting, and had no shame at all.
This is not the Soul Killing Tomb, and there is no mother whose life is in danger to be saved.
It is also not a world under a crystal mirror that is trapped in one place and is in a hurry to leave.
Balian, who has been indoctrinated in poetry, etiquette, and rules of ethics since childhood, naturally has no reason to act casually without any scruples.
Balian tried to break free from the snow-white slender jade arm, but the slender arm hooked around his neck did not allow him to escape at all.
Using steady force in his arms, Jiujiu raised his body and moved closer, with the tip of his nose almost touching the tip of his nose.
Her long, cold voice contained a hint of praise that was imperceptible:
"You've done a good job. With this heart, my chances of sealing the evil god will be even greater.
Even though I have a lot of money in my heart, I can plot all the people in the world, and even the gods and gods can be merciless, but I also know that kindness should be repaid."
Ninety-nine's pair of clear-ink eyes slightly raised, looked at Balian and said:
"I owe you a heart, and this gift is not a small gift. The spiritual body of the True Ancestor Evil God has been burned by me. When it wakes up, it will make a big move against you and me when it is angry.
Your spiritual power has been exhausted. It is very simple for it to separate you and me. Unlike you, if I want to find you in this mountain and sea of desires, I still need the guidance and help of the soul mark."
What a doll lady who comes and goes.
Judging from her excited look, she seems to be looking forward to losing Balian once and then finding him again after being lost...
This is the childish mentality of a child trying to be strong.
Balian felt that the arm around his neck was getting tighter and tighter, the person in front of him was getting closer and closer, and the weight of his body was unabashedly leaning towards him.
Balian's body was forced to bend backwards, as if if he didn't agree, he would be thrown to the ground the next moment.
Although he was shocked by Ninety-Nine's sudden sexual interest, Bailian still caught the fatal thought in Ninety-Nine's words to continue to seal the evil god with his own body.
He worked so hard to find and rescue her, not just to let her continue to squander and harm his body.
Balian didn't know how to persuade this stubborn puppet lady. He felt something in his heart, so he had to frown, changed his speech and said in a pretentious tone:
"So it seems you haven't given up on your original plan?"
Ninety-nine looked like he was "unrepentant" and at the same time "righteous":
"Why should I give up? If the True Ancestor Evil God is allowed to continue to wreak havoc on the world, your most important mother, Fang Geyu, and the others will all turn into dust in this world."
Balian was thinking: "So in your original plan, it was to help Fang Geyu follow the ruthless path, not to be controlled by the evil god, but to control the power of the evil god, escape from the fate of the six paths of reincarnation, and become the six paths.
The strongest.
Hmm... So, the most important step in completing this plan is to kill me."
As soon as he said these words, as expected, the strength of the arm around his neck relaxed a little.
Bai Lian took the opportunity to stand up straight, and in turn approached forward. He looked at Jiujiu with great interest and said with a smile:
"So you are planning to follow the example of those vicious and heartless people in the world who don't recognize who they are, and have a good time with me before ruthlessly killing me?"
Having said that, it's not surprising at all for Miss Doll to be able to do such a thing.
It’s not like I’ve never done it before.
After using Ying Ji's life as a threat, Jiujiu succeeded in capturing Bailian. Within a few days, Bu Bu also beat him half to death without mercy.
If Bailian hadn't left a backup plan, he would have died under the Silver Gate long ago.
Thinking of this, Balian secretly wondered if this was a disguised reminder that Jiujiu had the ability to kill him at this moment?
With her temperament, she would do any crazy thing for Fang Geyu.
At this moment, she merged with the heart that contained the spiritual power of the Crimson Sakura Flame Tree, and her soul was returned with every bit of it. Her strength was stronger than before, only stronger.
And Balian can no longer summon another powerful soul of his. With his current level of cultivation, if he were to confront Jiujiu who really had murderous intentions, his life would really be in danger.
Sure enough, Jiujiu seemed to be suddenly awakened by Balian and thought of this.
Her eyes flickered for a moment, and her pupils were so dark that it seemed as if no light could shine through.
Jiujiu was silent for a long time, then nodded slightly and said:
"Yes, killing you is a necessary step to change and protect Fang Geyu. Now that I have laid it out, it is impossible to change my mind."
Balian: "..."
So he did so much today and saved an ancestor who wanted his life?
Jiujiu Liangbo's expression was very ruthless: "And my layout will not change in any way, because I am a puppet and will not be bound by human morality.
So you are right, I will complete the plan I need step by step."
The arms that had been relaxed for only a moment tightened again, Jiujiu tilted his head slightly and said with an expressionless expression:
"So whether it's killing you in front of Fang Ge or placing a mark on me at this moment, it's a necessary step for me to carry out."
This domineering and arbitrary tone made Balian couldn't help but suspect that the confused and moved look on her face while holding her heart was all an illusion.
His lips moved and he felt a little headache.
Although she said she would kill, there was no murderous intention in Jiujiu's cold, ink-colored eyes. She seemed to be stuck in some kind of embarrassing little thought.
It seemed like he was talking to Balian, and also seemed to be convincing himself:
"I will not give in to either of the two goals that must be carried out. If you are unwilling, I will use force to force you to obey.
After all, you can't defeat me at this moment. I don't mind the order of these two targets. I can kill you first.
But after I kill you, you won't be able to leave a mark on my body, so as you said, I will indeed be like those ruthless and vicious people in the world, I will kill you here first and then kill you.
you."
Jiujiu raised his gaze and stared into Bailian's eyes without blinking an eye, his expression giving off a deadly serious feeling.
"So, do you understand what I said?"
Along the way, Balian has seen a lot of crazy people, but this is the first time in his life that he has met someone as crazy and righteous as she is.
He nodded weakly and said: "Well, I know that your decision will not be changed easily, but I will not just surrender.
If I don't cooperate, if you want to... deal with me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.
I think it’s better that you don’t waste your energy on me, after all, the True Ancestor Evil God will wake up soon.”
"You don't have to worry about not being able to find me. Although my spiritual power is exhausted at the moment, I still have the ability to protect myself and will never let myself get lost."
After all, Balian is still a young man, and his psychological quality is not as strong as that of his other self who has experienced thousands of vicissitudes of life.
But he didn't mark the Yinghuo puppet in the face of a powerful enemy.
Hearing Bai Lian's polite rejection, Jiujiu's eyes turned cold: "It seems you haven't understood it yet."
Balian didn't know what he should understand.
Jiujiu finally let go of his neck, grabbed his collar with her backhand, and narrowed her eyes: "I want you to mark me first, and then I will kill you."
Balian raised both hands and looked at her with a somewhat confused expression: "I know, you just said this."
As soon as he said these words, he saw a thin green vein popping up between Jiujiu's fair forehead.
Her expressionless face looked increasingly cold and inhumane: "It seems that you have completely forgotten all the five things that happened in the Soul Killing Tomb."
Balian's eyes widened and he became even more confused: "I forgot something. I..."
Jiujiu kept her face tight, and although she still showed no emotion at all, her chilly look made Balian feel that she was vaguely angry.
Jiujiu tightened her grip on his collar. Perhaps it was the height difference that made her cold mood at this moment a little less favorable.
She simply took two steps forward, and her two snow-white feet stepped on the back of Balian's boots unceremoniously.
Her eyes were cold and condescending: "It seems that you are really seeking your own death. Don't you know that you are the only key to the master's legacy in this world.
In addition to inheriting the master's six-path talisman, you can also complete orders by placing marks."
Although the way of marking the seal is very strange, Bailian still has not been able to figure out how the Lord of Snow City could predict how big he would grow.
But he did remember that he could order Yinghuo in this way.
Just like under the water mirror, under the control of his past soul, he forcibly issued orders to the six senses.
It's just that ninety-nine times, why should I mention this...
Bailian's mind suddenly became excited, as if he suddenly had an enlightenment. His eyes gradually opened wide, and he looked at Jiujiu with a cold and unhappy look on his face. He let out a sigh and said:
"So what you mean is that you want me to give you an order not to kill me while marking the seal?"
Ninety-nine finally let go of Balian's collar like a benefactor, his expression still cold and distant:
"This is not what I meant. I just didn't expect that your mind would be so smart and despicable that you would think of such a way to suppress me.
For the puppet Yinghuo, orders are greater than the sky. From this point of view, if I want to kill you in the future, it will be even harder than ascending to the sky."
Balian: "..."
How does it feel...
It was as if Miss Doll was teaching him how to deal with her.
And what a lame excuse this is.
The order brought by the mark does not allow her to kill him?
It was as if he was looking for excuses for not killing him.
Balian coughed lightly, having already made up his mind that she was not willing to kill him. Apart from being amused, she was also endeared by her awkward temperament.
He deliberately and seriously reminded: "Well... if you don't kill me, Fang Geyu will not be able to fall into despair and follow the plan you made. Why don't you think about it and avoid this moment of trouble? After all,
It is more important to achieve great things."
Bailian's completely uncooperative attitude made Jiujiu's eyes completely cold. Her eyes dimmed, and her face sank as rare as water.
One foot beneath him even began to secretly crush Balian's instep with all its strength.
It can almost be seen that Miss Doll may have used all her self-restraint in her life to suppress her swear words at this moment.
Through the thin skin, Balian could see her gnashing her teeth.
After a long time, Jiujiu took two deep breaths and said in a cold voice: "If you want to die, you don't need to talk so much nonsense. I can give you pleasure right now."
She was clearly the one who had always been arrogant and unreasonable, but now it seemed more like she was being bullied by him.
He knew that the Ninety-nine City Mansion was extremely deep and full of calculations, but her calculations and wisdom would never be used in unnecessary places.
She hinted with several words that Moyo really wanted to be marked by his master.
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The instep of Balian's feet was crushed and hurt. He sighed helplessly, put his arms around her waist, hugged her gently as if to comfort, and said:
"Okay, don't be so embarrassed. If you count the time, there should still be some time left for Six Senses and Fang Geyu to prepare. If it's just to mark the seal..."
Having said this, Balian coughed again, his earlobes turning slightly red: "It does give me some time."
Jiujiu narrowed his eyes, his cold expression did not change, but his condescending eyes disappeared.
She hummed in a benevolent manner, "The six senses are the most procrastinating. I think this time can be longer."
The doll lady did not hide her desires at all.
Moreover, there is really no one else who speaks the lines of discussion in such a tone that cannot be refused.
At first glance, the doll lady and the busty fox-like Shu Ci have the same temperament.
But in a sense, there is also a kind of clinginess in his character that will not give up until he achieves his goal.
It's just that Shu Ci is clingy, can act like a rogue, and can use his external conditions to show off and seduce.
The way Miss Doll clings to people is awkward and cold, direct but affectionate.
Balian has always been unable to do anything with women, let alone from a physical point of view, she is still his own woman.
He raised his hand and used his fingers to wrap it around her shoulders, and said with a smile: "But before that, let's deal with the evil god first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lake behind him seemed to be burning with karma.
There are red flowers ten miles away on the other side, flowing into flames, as red as blood, like the red lotus from hell.
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