Although it is not yet winter, the night is ahead of its time for Emperor Xiaoxiao, but it is a pity that the originally rising stove is extinguished in just one breath, and not even the slightest hot smoke is gone. "Words * love * first * hair

Fortunately, there are no other irrelevant people in this hall, otherwise there will be evil again at night, look at the two ice sculptures in the golden wire cage to know how much cold breath is contained in this hall at this moment.

Those two are the best Gu Ying, the queen of the Water Moon Continent, Han Beiyue gave to the night of the night, listening to its singing can calm the mind, and it is the most useful for his family, out of the taboo of the crazy woman, he never opened his mouth to ask for it, and he died today, alas, it is really a tyrannical thing.

Sadness came from the heart, Mo Rong Xuanling secretly wiped a handful of bitter tears, and suddenly felt a great chill all over his body, so it is not a way to keep running his spiritual power to resist the cold, what happened to this guy at night?

He wanted to come forward to check, but he was afraid that he would be shocked out of the game by three meters in the near night, he was not afraid of the night, he was afraid that he would leave his spiritual power to resist the cold, and the little girl on the bed would be frozen into an ice sculpture like the warbler.

Really, he is actually quite bold, he is not afraid of the night, he is his idol, what is there to be afraid of?

Without warning, there was a soft "click", and Mo Rong Xuanling, who was so shocked that he was full of thoughts, almost ran away, but in the end, it was a senior pill pharmacist in the early stage of Yiyuan Infancy, and this panic was quickly suppressed by curiosity.

Click! Click! Bursts of soft sounds sounded one after another in the dormitory, and the sound was a little weird, but when he pressed his heart to be shocked, Mo Rong Xuanling still saw the reason. "Damn, I'm scared to death, master, you guy can be promoted like this, it's really perverted!" With the click, he saw that the ice on the surface of his body was broken and peeled off at night, his face was a little pale, but his eyes became extremely clear, and the breath on his body seemed to be a little more unfathomable.

It's really unfair, every time he is promoted, he has to die or live, but in the perverted cultivation of the night, he can be promoted unconsciously, and there is no bottleneck, this time when he is talking, he can even be promoted, could it be that the night guy is also cultivating when he talks to him?

Mo Rong Xuanling waved away the spiritual power cover that shrouded Di Xiaoxiao's body, wiped the invisible sweat on his head, and unconsciously opened a little distance to the right before complaining to him with a hippie smile. ”。 Broken limbs, huh? I'll do it myself. "At that moment just now, he experienced his first heart demon since he cultivated, and he had always thought that as the soul body of the Heavenly Demon, he had no heart demon.

Cultivators all have inner demons, formless and substantial, born from their own consciousness, hidden in the depths of the cultivator's heart, and with the improvement of their own cultivation, the power of inner demons continues to grow.

The heart demon is generally the aggregation of many negative feelings of a cultivator, but he almost never even has love at night, and he has no heart demon from anywhere, so his cultivation has always been smooth sailing, and the water has come naturally.

I never thought that in this situation today, he just imagined the picture of other men touching her, and he became a demon.

That strong desire for exclusivity almost made him lose all his reason, and the idea of dominating and destroying Miè was born in his state of mind.

The demon in his heart has no scruples, he is fierce and vicious, and he can't get it, but he has the intention of destroying it.

Just now in his state of mind, he almost turned demonized, and that feeling made him palpitate.

At that time, in his eyes, everything in the world could be destroyed, even Emperor Xiaoxiao was no exception.

Between him and Han Zigui, Di Xiaoxiao chose Han Zigui without hesitation, he was so angry that he tore apart his other self with his own hands, and also shot at Di Xiaoxiao.

He strangled her slender neck fiercely, looking at her helpless pleading appearance on the verge of death, his heart was actually excited.

Fortunately, the pure smile at the end awakened his consciousness, and it turned out that she was engraved into his heart at that time, but unfortunately, her enthusiasm that time also thought that he was Han Zigui.

Thinking of the Lingdan Pavilion, when she saw him, she enthusiastically pasted it and kissed him, and the corners of her mouth raised a shallow arc.

The improvement of his mood made him see more thoroughly, let go if he loves her, don't shelter her, a goshawk can only soar high in the sky if he flies alone.

Instead of comforting Mo Rong Xuan's severed heart as before, he walked to the sleeping Emperor Xiaoxiao at night, and asked Mo Rong Xuanling to inform him that he shot quickly, ruthlessly, and accurately shattered all the joints of Emperor Xiaoxiao's arms and legs.

The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to transmit the pain, so the sleeping Emperor Xiaoxiao didn't even make a muffled snort