Mu replied softly, and then responded with a curvature: "Go and see the little dragon vine, it's about to wake up, I know you miss it." ”

"Who cares about it!

Although he muttered like this, the little short legs trotted like a breeze to the location where the little dragon vine was.

Mu poured a smile lightly, changed his mind, and continued to think about what happened after her forced breakthrough, pursuing the truth that she died without exploding.

However, only a few remaining memories are still very vague.

It seems that she has only to wait for her to get up and ask.

Mu Qianqing stretched his bones slightly, got up and walked out of the inner room.

And in the distance, in a house in one of the most secret secrets of the Killing Guild.

Under the bed sat a half-asleep man in black, slightly dazed.

On top of the bed sat a handsome man with hollow eyes and bound hands.

The man looked completely blank, as if he had lost his soul.

Suddenly, a streamer of light swept through the lifeless eyes, and a little starlight rose, gradually rendering, becoming clearer and clearer.

It's just that the color of the eyes is extremely bewitching, and it is very human pitch black, first guided by the streamer red bloodthirsty, and then it seems to be suppressed by something and gradually turns into a demonic charm and deep enchanting purple pupils, deep and mysterious, unexpected temptation.

A vine mark of a manju sawa with a flower of hell permeated the side cheeks from the tail of the narrow eyes, red like blood, with those deep purple eyes, enchanting and bloodthirsty, like a Shura, covering the soul of death.

Manju Sawa is also known as the other side flower.

Legend has it that he was born in Huangquan and is known as the flower of death!

The flowers on the other side are blooming, and the flowers on the other side are the two vastness of yin and yang.

I didn't think of entering the demon path, and I also brought the mark of the flower of death to my face.

Such an arrogant and ruthless flower, people who cultivate the Demon Dao cannot appear, and according to legend, only the ancient god of war Yun Lian has such a mark on the back of his hand.

Later, because he fell into demon cultivation, he was beheaded by the main god and died.

And this is just a myth in the script, and no one knows whether it is true or not.

Situ Moran's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice was as seductive and deep as heaven, and he spit out two words in a low voice: "Love~~!"

There were many more memories in his mind that were irrelevant to him, and they overlapped with the original memories, which made him have a splitting headache and frown slightly.

The voice alarmed Mo Li, who was asleep in a daze, he rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes, looked up, rubbed and watched, and then said with mixed joy and sorrow: "Master, are you awake?

When Situ Moran heard the voice, he didn't see any joy or sorrow, he didn't see any floating, he just said lightly: "I'm enchanted!"

Qingpiaopiao's words were fiercely pierced in Mo Li's mind, and he said with a sad face: "Is there no way?"

The right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life, and this right path naturally refers to the cultivation of immortals.

Demon cultivation is generally extremely fast, but most of them are left behind, killing people and bloodthirsty for cultivation, which is despised by cultivators.

Moreover, if you want to cultivate immortals, the consequences are extremely serious, not to mention that the punishment on the day you step into the threshold of cultivating immortals is too much heavier, let's just say that there has never been a single demon cultivator in this cultivation world who can step into the realm of cultivating immortals.

This is also the reason why Yan Tianjue could obviously take that step to accept the Heavenly Tribulation, but he suppressed it for a long time, and repeatedly prepared to seek a safer and safer breakthrough method.

Situ Moran lowered his head slightly when he heard this, his eyes quickly crossed a trace of decline, and he said in a low tone: "People have humanity, ghosts have ghost ways, and demons have demon ways, all of them are cultivation, there is no difference! Moreover, this time this king's cultivation has increased greatly, and it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise." Or do you want to tie this king with ropes all the time?

Is it really the same?

He knew that this difference was too big!

The Demon Dao is not easy to walk, and he is spurned by the cultivation world, he can not care, but he can't let the girl suffer such spurning with him!

When Mo Li heard this, his eyes were complicated, and he told the 1510 who knew everything that happened during this period to his own prince.

"What did you say?" Situ Moran was shocked, his purple demon pupils were complex and heterochromatic, and his grief and guilt were particularly strong.

He looked at the pair of hands that had already been scarred, a drop of mist swept along the tail of his eyes through the red mark of the demonic Manzhu Shahua, buried his face in the palm of his hand, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "You go out first, this king wants to be quiet"

"Yes! The subordinates retired" Mo Li bowed respectfully, and walked out of the room with a complicated expression.

It is a happy event for the prince to wake up, but he has entered the devil's way~~!

However, Miss Mu's situation is unknown, even if she is sober and knows that the prince has fallen into the devil's path now, will she still be with him?

What will happen to their affectionate prince then?

Hey~~!Everything still needs to be told to the dark night, see if he has any way, it's useless for him to be in a hurry now.

Mo Li respectfully closed the door and frowned and left.

Their prince needs to be quiet now, it is useless to persuade others, and those who can comfort are still in a coma, it is really unfair to heaven, and heaven is unfair~~!

And inside the house, Situ Moran, who had his face in the palm of his hand, slowly raised his head, and in the quiet and closed room, he let two lines of tears flow slowly and fall.

Silent.

He rarely wept, once for his loved ones, and once for his love now.

I never thought that he, who claimed to protect the girl, boasted that he held the girl in the palm of his hand and put it in his heart, and he actually pierced the girl's chest with his own hands when he only loved the girl in this life.

If it weren't for the hot blood that woke him up a little, I'm afraid that he would have been separated from the girl by now.

obviously wants to protect the girl the most, but the girl's many tribulations are caused by him.

Now that he has fallen into the devil's path again, what kind of face does he have to face that girl, and what qualifications do he have to accompany her to move forward side by side?

But if you say that you are far away, you can't rest assured at all.

He is not qualified to stand next to the girl now, but he is unwilling to leave, and he can't let go, for fear that someone will bully the girl, and he is afraid that the alien will insult the girl.

Even if you want to choose the person you will work with in the future, you need to pass him.

You can't bring a lot of pain and a lot of disasters to the girl like him~~!

And since he has entered the Demon Dao, I don't know what the future will be, and the path of cultivating immortals may not be clear.

Therefore, in the years that can be guarded, silently and secretly protect his girl from the outside world, he will be content!

His girl will definitely not be trapped by the small world of the cultivation world, and the future will be wireless.

And what he can do is to silently guard for a period of time that he can accompany him, until the day when he can no longer protect it.

Situ Moran's eyes were complicated, and his cuffs wiped away the tears on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Send some paper, inkstone, pen and ink!"

The killing guard who was waiting outside was instructed to hurriedly prepare everything, and then left respectfully, all the time with low eyebrows and no way to find out that the master was strange, but he was very happy in his heart.

When the master wakes up, the murder has a backbone, and their faith returns.