The black mist spread, and the monster puppet with the fishtail body broke away from the black mist binding, and threw itself back into the arms of the woman with teeth and claws, facing He Liyu, with a hideous face, eyes wide open, a grim face, and the same face as the woman distorted and changed shape, and it was really like a ghost.

Qi Qi shook his head, glanced at the cold-faced He Liyu, waved his tail, retracted his wings and moved to Shiruhua's side step by step to arch her, Shiruhua came back from the shock, for Wu Huan, she was in a very complicated mood, moved to He Liyu's side, stretched out her little finger to touch him, swept over with cold eyes, He Liyu said in a deep voice:

"You want me to let him go?"

"He saved me." The firm consciousness told He Liyu that she had to let her go today, otherwise, this girl would toss with him until late, and he knew her stubbornness and stubbornness.

He Liyu turned around and shook off his robe, coldly left a sentence, and left.

"Take your people, get out!"

Until she couldn't see Heliyu's figure, she said indifferently in the face of poetry:

"My purpose in saving you is to take you away, picturesque, you must follow me."

"Why? If you want to take me away, why don't you do it for a few days? "The consciousness is confused, a little puzzled.

Holding the guqin in her left hand, she gently stroked the body of the monster puppet with her right hand, the fish's tail swayed on his arm, and the monster puppet stared at the dead gray eyes, staring at the picturesque poetry, and the bloody light flashed in his eyes.

"There are some things you don't have to know, you don't understand the world of sharks, and I, the ultimate purpose of coming out is to find you, now, he also appeared, it is really the injustice of the previous life, this life comes back, go around, all the people finally come together again, Qiqi, you thousands of years ago, it is not like this, you are a powerful man, a generation of proud kings, and now, it has also landed so much." She sighed, looking at the picturesque blue eyes more profound and sad.

Qi Qi snorted, a little embarrassed, and sat on the ground to carefully look at the monster puppet in his arms.

"I won't go with you, Auntie, you better go, if you don't leave, he won't let you go, you should know that you alone are not his opponent at all, not to mention, I will never allow you to hurt him." With a strong resoluteness in her consciousness, Ling Yu's expressionless pale and handsome face turned gray for a while, and said with a wry smile:

"No matter what, I'll take you away after all." After speaking, the five fingers moved slightly, and the monster puppet got into his arms and squirmed for a long time before it calmed down.

The woman turned around, and was about to leave, but he stopped when he didn't think of Qiqi's words:

"Why are you connecting it to you? Don't you know that this kind of thing will slowly absorb your essence, and at the most serious point, it will replace you when it completes the Dao Fruit? ”

Wu Huan's body stiffened, silent, and finally walked away, her blue hair fluttering behind her back, and her body was desolate.

The poetry is picturesque, looking at Qi Qi, puzzled and raising his eyebrows, Qi Qi understands, and sighs.

"When the merman becomes a human being, there will be a conflict of character, good and evil, good and bad, the conflict of the two personalities will create another him, if he can suppress another character, destruction, is success, now it seems that when he became a human, he chose to peel off, he stripped out the other character of himself to become a puppet, connected with his own blood, fed with blood, mana, and this puppet will also absorb the essence in the master's body from time to time and survive, for a long time, I am afraid that he will gradually replace the master of the body and achieve another him. ”

Shiruhua opened her small mouth in surprise, and the face of the monster puppet appeared in her mind, no wonder it was carved out of a mold like a mold with her sister-in-law, it turned out to be another him who was stripped from the body, so it seems that the monster puppet with a strange personality and bloody violence is the evil side.

"But why is that puppet the tail of a fish?" Consciousness was puzzled and asked strangely.

"Fish's tail!" Poor Qi smiled bitterly.

"When one day the monster puppet's fish tail turns into a human leg, and it also disappears, it means that the mana of the monster puppet is already higher than that of the monster puppet, and it can deprive the body and destroy another him."

The sky gradually darkened, the sky was dark, there was no starlight, the dark night, the silent manor, there was no human voice.

Shiruhua sat at the dining table, quietly stared at He Liyu beside her, poked the white flower rice in the bowl with her hand, and watched her movements, He Liyu raised her eyebrows and asked coldly:

"Do you still want to eat with your hands?"

Shiruxiang smiled obediently, cracked his mouth, and shook his head:

"I'm not hungry." There is a lack of interest in consciousness, she really doesn't seem to be hungry, this is very picturesque and strange, since eating those red fruits, after these days she has not eaten a grain of rice, she does not feel the slightest hunger, her heart is happy and depressed, happy that she does not have to eat unpalatable rice for the time being, and frustrated that she did not leave him one.

"Not hungry, you want to drink blood?" He Liyu's voice froze.

Shiruhua hurriedly waved her hand, she didn't want to offend him because of the problem of eating:

"I'm really not hungry, don't worry, I'll eat when I'm hungry." Some anxious consciousness made He Liyun's eyebrows stretch, his indifferent face floated faintly and softly, staring deeply at her who was a little cramped and uneasy, and there was a surging heat in his heart.

"By the way, Qiqi is the mount I gave you, do you like it?" Shiruhua suddenly approached He Liyu, her little face was full of anticipation, and her consciousness was a little depressed and flustered.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see He Liyu speak, Shiruhua was a little disappointed, he drooped his little head and just wanted to leave, but he was suddenly dragged into his arms, his little face instantly blushed, and a hot breath blew in his ears.

"Like, but why did you give me a mount all of a sudden?" Staring deeply at the petite person in his arms, the feeling of strangeness in his heart became even stronger.

In fact, He Liyu never found out that when he spoke to others, he always called himself 'this seat', and when he talked to Shiruxiang, he always called himself 'I'.

This shows that from the beginning to the end, poetry and painting are different in his heart!

It's a pity that he didn't find out, so that later, his indifference to Shiruxiang and his brutality to Shiruxiang caused Shiruhua to go crazy and become a demon, and the two of them broke apart.

The hot air blows in his ears, and the breath that belongs to a man makes Shiru's liver thump, and he is at a loss for his hands and feet, and he doesn't know where to put it, and he sits stiffly on his hot thighs.

When she understands that she likes him in her heart, she always expects him to be gentle with her and love Ripples.

But when it really came to this, she was a little flustered and at a loss, not knowing what she should do next? Should she hug him tightly like Jian Mengdie, but she couldn't do it, her little face was a little remorseful and shy, her earlobes were red and transparent, and a stream of heat emanated from her, He Liyu raised her eyebrows, and the smile in her eyes grew.

She has always been unruly, she rarely has the shyness and gentleness of a woman, and she is full of teasing interest:

"Why did you give me a mount?" The rough fingers kneaded her red earlobes, causing Shiruhua to tingle for a while, and her body went limp, and she fell into his arms.

The red little face was even more ashamed, and his two little hands clenched his black robe tightly, and his consciousness sounded weakly:

"I like you, so I want to give you a mount, the best."

The hand that kneaded the earlobe, the light of Heli's eyes became heavy, the soft light faded, and a touch of cold light emerged, but unfortunately, the picturesque picture of the lowered face was not seen.

"Really!!" It's just two faint words, and there are no other words.

Shiruhua raised her head and looked at him, and what caught her eye was his face that could not see any expression, as well as the indifference hidden deep in her eyes, which had always been this expression in front of her, so she had no doubts in her heart, and she did not know that the indifference in her eyes had expressed everything.

"It's late, let's go rest." It took a long time for He Liyu to speak.

Shiruhua was a little disappointed, but knowing that he was such a character, he just sighed slightly in his heart, and left the living room step by step.

At the moment when the picturesque left, He Liyu's whole body breath changed, cold and gloomy, got up, and walked to the back room.

At night, it was a little cold, Shiruxiang lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, she didn't know what to do if she liked someone, and tried her best to give him the best and make him happy.

After struggling for a long time and still unable to sleep, she got up, put on her clothes, tied her hair with a golden silk ribbon, and came to the living room in the dark night, the living room was dark, and her bright eyes were like day in the night, unhindered, she walked to the wing room behind the living room, she wanted to see He Liyu, she thought very much, and thought in her heart, as long as she saw him, she would definitely be able to fall asleep after going back.

Walking into the wing room behind the living room, walking over in rows, the footsteps stopped outside a side room, there was obviously a faint yellow candlelight in the side room, the poetry was picturesque and secretly happy, he had not rested.

Stretched out her hand and knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response, poetic and confused, afraid of making a noise, gently pushed the door open, raised her footsteps and entered, the situation in her eyes made her stunned, her eyes could no longer be removed, surprise, shock, pain and sadness gradually increased, and in the end, her delicate body shook, she shook her head in disbelief, her eyes were full of mist.

At the moment of the knock on the door, He Liyun raised his eyes to look at the person who appeared at the door, under him was a delicate body covered by a thin and transparent light veil, and the two of them were surrounded by a red light mist, He Liyun's eyes were fierce, like a hungry wolf, glowing with green light, and his long hair was scattered, falling under him, wisps.

The woman's arms under him were tightly wrapped around He Liyu's neck, lying motionless on the bed, her black hair spreading out like a waterfall, and she was strange and moving.

"Get out!" He Liyun gritted his teeth, and his voice was low and cold.

Shiruhua bit her lips, she couldn't believe that he would treat her like this, she was also a woman, why didn't he want her, he had to get involved with other women, he was resentful in his heart, the mist in his eyes became thicker and thicker, blurred his eyes, and he slammed his fist on the table, 'bang' The table was torn apart, splashing, and the fragments crossed her arm, bringing up a piece of blood, and her heart hurt, and she didn't feel the pain of her arm at all.

He Liyun's thick eyebrows condensed, his eyes were like blades, glowing with white light, the cold was pressing, with a wave of his right hand, a round and deep aura slashed towards the picturesque, unprepared she was chopped away, flew straight out of the chamber and fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the heartache was incomprehensible, the painful face was tightly wrinkled together, He Liyu's cruelty to her was like a knife coldly pierced in the heart, suffocating her, her eyes were red, her eyes were gray, the luster gradually dimmed, and a tear slipped down.

The door of the wing room, in front of her, closed silently!

Shiruhua dragged her injured body step by step to the door of her room, leaned against the door and sat down, her heart seemed to fall to the bottom, and what appeared in front of her was the two people who were entangled on the bed, her heart tightened, and she hugged herself tightly in pain, gritting her teeth to prevent herself from crying.

The air floated, and a figure surrounded by white light appeared in front of her, a transparent and blurred figure floated in front of her, an elegant and perfect face staring at her with pity, and the left ear drilled a beautiful blue light in the dark night.

Feeling the presence of an unusual aura, the poetic picture looked up and looked at the other side.

The blurred figure smiled at her, and when he smiled, he was like a frightening wave, his eyes were like a crescent moon, and the white light wrapped in him made him look like a fairy in the sky, ethereal.

Shiruhua got up and looked at him, but she couldn't raise the slightest vigilance in her heart.

The blurred figure slowly moved in front of her wrapped in white light, and raised her hand, which was rarely beautiful. Xiu narrow and slender, but rich and white, nails with blue light, soft and beaded, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with pity, with love, as if known for a long time, his touch, so that the sadness in the heart of the picturesque is slightly reduced, take a deep breath, take a step forward, closer to the blurred figure, stretch out his fingers, through the white light, want to brush the other party, but the hand passes through the blurred figure, the figure is turbulent.

Frightened, Shiruxiang hurriedly withdrew his hand, and then saw that the other party had regained his calm.

"You, you're not human!" The consciousness of surprise sounded in his mind, which shocked the vague figure a little, and his eyes became melancholy, like two pools of turbid spring water, miserable and indescribable.

Then, he smiled again, and smiled very softly:

"Yes, I'm not a human being, just a lonely soul, are you afraid?"

Poetically shook his head, sniffed, hid the pathos in his heart, raised his lips and smiled silently:

"I can feel your kindness to me, you came to me so late, did you want me to help?"

The blurred figure shook his head and smiled even more heartily:

"I just wanted to see you, and when I saw that you were sad, I came."

"Thank you, I'm fine, it's my feelings that I trust too much, and something is misunderstood." Consciousness was a little depressed, and there was a deep powerlessness.

"Can you tell me what makes you sad?" The blurred figure asked softly.

Shiruhua shook her head again, there is no need to put her unhappiness on others, it's just that why can't she hide the pain in her heart, she wants to go out, she doesn't want to cry, but why is there always fog in her eyes, she can't see anything clearly from blocking her eyes, it's clear that there is darkness in front of her, she still jumps in desperately, is this what it feels like to like a person?

Looking at her in front of him, the hand raised by the blurred figure fell again, and there was heartbreaking pain in his eyes, pity, what right did he have to comfort her at this moment.

The dark night, the cool breeze, blowing the silent Xiao Suo, bowing his head and being sad and sad and silently relative to his eyes full of love, are silent!!