Between life and death, Murong Xin'er calmed down, she had almost guessed what she was about to face, but under Tang Mingkuo's surveillance, it was impossible for her to do it even if she wanted to commit suicide.

Become a carrier for another person, and let the other person use her face to hurt those she cares about?

Murong Xin'er secretly sneered, and looked beyond Tang Mingkuo to the vast wind and snow outside the house.

The taste of waiting for death is not pleasant, because the more she waits, the more she will uncontrollably recall the past twenty years, and the more she recalls, the more painful her heart becomes.

She really wants to be a person like Luo Weizhi, but her heart is far from being so strong, and she just ridiculously uses a layer of proud disguise to protect herself, making others feel unapproachable, so that she does not dare to underestimate her.

But she knew very well in her heart that she was not as strong as she appeared to be, and at this moment, she would also feel scared, helpless, and unspeakable regret.

In this life, she is like a fluttering duckweed, where the water flows, she can't help but go, and has never lived for herself in the real sense.

In the past, she almost never resisted Murong Lianbing's intentions, the other party asked her to cultivate, she practiced day and night, and the other party asked her to go out to talk about business, so she walked beside Murong Lianbing, attracting the favor and support of those young talents. Even the occasional rebellion and naughtiness are within the range of moderation.

But she was tired of this kind of marionette-like life after all, just like a mountain torrent that accumulated to the apex and burst the embankment of her heart.

On that day, when Murong Lian Bing took a portrait and put it in front of her, just briefly introduced the name and origin of the other party, and said that he would marry her to that person, the string in Murong Xin'er's mind finally broke.

She didn't want to live her life with someone she didn't know at all, and the disgust she felt was unbearable, and this disgust even overwhelmed her sanity.

So when the son of the Meng family came to the door, the treatment he suffered was that he was plotted with ink on his face, and he had to leave in shame.

It was also that day that Murong Lian Bing was rarely angry with her, and was almost about to hit her, which made Murong Xin'er's already small guilt completely melt away.

Of course, she knew that her father had already done anything for the development of the family, and she was willing to contribute to the Murong family, but never in this way.

Because she is a person, not a cargo.

But at this moment, it seems that she can no longer maintain her dignity as a human being.

For more than ten days, Tang Mingkuo did not leave this room for half a step, although he did not keep staring at Murong Xin'er, but the latter's every move was under his control.

These days, Tang Mingkuo rarely speaks, and often stands at the door all day, at this time, Murong Xin'er can often see the faint tenderness in his eyes, and even the fierce aura in his body has dissipated a lot, just because he is waiting for a person's return.

Murong Xin'er also wanted to wait for someone to arrive, but she knew that it was just an unrealistic delusion.

The faces of countless people crossed her mind, and gradually she could no longer stir up any ripples.

When the snow stopped, she sensed a man walking through the thick snow, and her heart suddenly became empty, as if the whole world was leaving her.

It's over, in this life, there is no one who must love, nothing that must be done, and nothing that must be obtained, so it is over.

Murong Xin'er looked out of the door calmly, and a person wrapped in black clothes was walking slowly, staggering, as if he had run out of oil.

Tang Mingkuo rushed over as soon as he saw the other party, picked up the other party and strode into the house, touching the door by the way, isolating the cold of the outside world.

"You haven't heard from you these days, I want to go out to find you......" Tang Mingkuo gently placed the person on the blanket spread out, and said a little complainingly.

The demon slashed lightly and said hoarsely, "When I was interrogated last time, I actually hadn't gotten rid of the pursuit, so I couldn't care about it later. ”

"And now, who hurt you so badly?!" said Tang Mingkuo in a deep voice.

"Actually, I'm also wondering, the other party doesn't seem to be human, I feel ......" Ghost was just halfway through speaking, when suddenly his voice changed: "Stop her!"

Tang Mingkuo suddenly turned around, only to see that the corners of Murong Xin'er's mouth were overflowing with bright red blood, and his body of Xuan Power had been reversed, and his vitality was decreasing at an extremely fast speed, and the whole person seemed to be about to shatter exquisite porcelain, which would completely disintegrate in the next moment.

"You!" Tang Mingkuo just focused on the ghost, and really ignored Murong Xin'er's side, he didn't expect her to be so resolute, and would rather destroy this physical body.

He snorted coldly, slapped a palm on Murong Xin'er, and saw her spit out a mouthful of blood, and the already violent Xuan Li instantly subsided, and he could no longer turn over a single wave.

"In front of me, do you still want to die?" Tang Mingkuo sneered, and said angrily: "If you cooperate well, I may be grateful to you a little, if you play tricks again, I will let Su'er detain your spirit and let you never enter reincarnation!"

He forcibly stuffed Murong Xin'er with a healing pill, and slowly dissolved the medicinal power with Xuan Li, and it didn't take long to heal the dark wound in her body.

Then he turned his head and said a little anxiously: "Su'er, can you hold on for two more days, she is now injured, I am afraid it will increase the difficulty of seizing the house, and if the body and soul are not compatible at that time, it will be troublesome." ”

The ghost shook his head slowly: "I'm ...... this time"

She barely managed to squeeze out three words, and the whole body curled up in pain, although she did not scream, but by looking at the trembling appearance, you could imagine how tortured she was.

"How can you be so badly injured, I'll take a look......" Tang Mingkuo squatted down, and as soon as he put his hand on her shoulder, the ghost struggled violently, and said hoarsely: "Don't move...... Wait for me, get through, this half ...... Don't ...... the hour. Otherwise, no one can, help me......"

Tang Mingkuo was silent, paying attention to Murong Xin'er's side while watching the ghost suffer in pain.

Several times he wanted to help, but thinking that the demon demon was in the same realm as him, but he was still injured so badly by that mysterious person, I am afraid that replacing him will not have any effect.

However, if he knows who that person is, he will definitely do everything to make the other party pay!

In the silence, time passed at an extremely slow pace, until Tang Mingkuo was about to lose his breath when the demon finally exhaled, and the sweat had already soaked his robe.

She stood up extremely reluctantly, and said in a weak voice, "Let's start in ten minutes, we can't wait any longer." ”

Tang Mingkuo nodded silently and didn't ask anything more.

It took some time for the demon to adjust his state, and he reached out and tore off the black robe caged on his body, revealing a terrifying nightmare face.

Even Murong Xin'er couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, looking at the other party's flesh-and-blood face in disbelief, half of which had turned into white bones, and the other half was rotting flesh and blood, and the deeply sunken and deformed eyes seemed to be beating with ghost fire, like a zombie that was still breathing.

And it was such a terrifying person who was slowly crawling towards her, as if a terrible ghost had emerged from hell, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Tang Mingkuo was also taken aback, but there was not much disgust in his eyes, he just said worriedly: "How did it get to this point?"

"I wasn't very skilled in seizing the house last time, leaving a lot of hidden dangers, after all, this kind of soul transformation method is also forbidden in the eastern realm, I can only explore it myself according to the fragments, but this time it should be able to manage for a long time. The ghost demon finally came to Murong Xin'er, the ghost fire in his eyes flickered, and he stretched out his white bone and pointed his finger at the center of her eyebrows.

"I'm here to help you suppress her body's rejection. Tang Mingkuo stood behind Murong Xin'er, stretched out his hand to hold her right shoulder, and the Xuan Li swept out, easily suppressing Murong Xin'er's Xuan Li who only had the Vajra Realm.

Murong Xin'er only felt that the boundless darkness was enveloping her, she seemed to be thrown into the deep sea, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't touch the light above the sea, she could only continue to sink down until she erased all her memories and lost all traces of her existence.

If she could do it all over again, maybe she would let go of all her pride and say to that person, I like you.

Although it will be rejected, what does it matter? Most of the love in this world is wishful thinking.

In the last second of sinking into the darkness, she saw countless moon god flowers surrounding her, blooming one by one, and the purple light in the sky was like a dream, how moving, how intoxicating.

Suddenly, it was dawn.

The night was dispelled by the day, and those moon flowers were like blooming in a bath of white light, and the light was a little dazzling.

"What is this?!" Murong Xin'er heard a voice of panic in anger, and then the collapsed consciousness regathered.

How can you give up so easily, how can you easily accept your fate?

She must not succumb to such a ridiculous and disgusting fate.

I saw that in her vast dark soul sea, a glimmer of light suddenly lit up, although it was as small as a spark, but she proudly guarded the last position, no matter the wind and rain, it was never extinguished.

And Tang Mingkuo, who was in the outside world, didn't know what had happened, after all, the demon demon was a true soul realm soul master, but he was just a pure immortal realm martial artist, the only thing he could detect was that the demon demon had not been able to take over this body for a long time, which made him feel extremely anxious.

What the hell is going on?

Tang Mingkuo was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't ask.

Suddenly, a strong sense of danger came to him, and almost without thinking, he grabbed the black robe that the demon had thrown on the ground, and slammed it forward.

"Click-"

The ground shook, and the already simple wooden house fell apart with a bang, exposing the three of them directly to the vast snow.

Tang Ming's wide pupils shrank, and he looked up at the sky, where there was a huge crack that was shocking, and the turbulence of the forest came as if he didn't want money.

A shattered starship scrambled out of the crack and crashed into the snow in smoke, while a figure followed closely behind, leaping out of the crack.