When the poetry of the picture fell, the white light of the white light of the Dan and the white light directly burst on the demon Jie's body, the blood splashed at the same time, the poetry was also swept away by the waves, Qi Qi flew up regardless of his own injuries and just caught the other party's soft body, turned around and was about to leave the blood mist.

"Qiqi, you must not leave without my permission." The eerie voice sounded slowly behind Qi Qi, and the demon Jie, who was stained red with blood, blinked his cold and evil eyes, and looked at Qi Qi who had turned into a human form.

Qi Qi slowly turned around with Shirutu in his arms, and the pain in the ninja's body came to him, and he asked coldly:

"Why should you be a demon and want to defeat the three of us, you have to pay a very serious price." Xuan Xuan and Xuan Qi struggled to get up, moved their heavy steps to Qi Qi's side, wiped the blood from their mouths, their bodies seemed to have been crushed, the pain was unbearable, this pain was like a pain that drilled into the bones, making people's hearts tremble, but they were still barely holding on to their last breath, just wanting to leave here with poetry and picturesqueness, and leave the capital.

"Haven't you been looking for your Dharma Body, I can give you your Dharma Body, but, she, must stay." The demonic gaze fell on the poetic picture.

"Besides, even if you take her away, she will still come back to me when she wakes up, and she will forget everything and remember only the best things of a thousand years ago."

"Shrouded, you have already hurt Picturesque once a thousand years ago, this time, I'm afraid you won't have a chance, as long as I wake up, everything about her is up to me, no one can interfere, leave her, you can go."

"This is the chance I give you, the last chance, don't try to challenge me to live to test my patience, if you are really not interested, I will take the entire capital to accompany the funeral."

The three of them gritted their teeth sadly, they had never hated a person so much, but they didn't expect that after a thousand years, after the resurrection of the demon Jie, it would become so unpredictable, weird and unpredictable, and the eyes of the demon jie took a step forward, and their eyes flashed with downright sadness:

"You have destroyed Heli, are you also going to destroy the picturesque, then, what is the purpose of your awakening?"

"Xuanya, I never said that I wanted to destroy the picturesque, I just wanted her to recover the memories of a thousand years ago, so that she could completely forget Heliyu, although He Liyu himself is me, but I still don't allow him to exist in the picturesque heart." Demon Jie said coldly, his eyes turned, he raised his hand, and a ray of light shot out, and the rolling blood mist rolled madly towards the picturesque poetry in Qi Qi's arms.

"Since you have disobeyed me so much, don't blame me for ignoring the millennium." Demon Jie drank vigorously, although he was injured by the attack of the two Neidan, but in the blood mist, he could replenish his energy at any time, a large number of tumbling blood mist like clouds frantically poured into the body of the demon Jie, and his cultivation reached the top again, and the Xuan Xuan and Xuan Xuan lost the inner dan, and the exercises were lost and there was no ability to resist at all, and they were hit by the blood mist with two heavy bangs, and they were swept up in the blood mist and fell heavily outside.

Qi Qi hugged the poetry and picturesqueness, his eyes showed despair, he knew that it was impossible for him to take the poetry and picturesque away alone, and his mind swept over the Dharma body that the demon jie said, so he gently put down the poetry and picturesqueness, stared at the demon Jie, and said:

"Demon Jie, what you said is true, you won't hurt the poetry girl"

"When it comes to this, do you still have a chance to bargain with me, Qiqi, a thousand years ago, you were a picturesque mount in yourself, and now, you still are, so no matter what the result is, I will not hurt you." The demon jie sighed faintly, and then saw Qi Qi's softened expression, smiled slightly, and the smile melted the coldness and evil spirit in his eyes, only to see his hands dance, and in an instant, the blood mist that enveloped the capital city was rolling, surging, and the snow within a radius of 100 miles finally converged into a ball, hovering in mid-air like a whirlwind, and the rest of the people in the capital city all stared at the blood mist with great energy in horror, and then, his eyes were even more shocked to look at the demon jie who walked out slowly from the blood mist with a picturesque face, Qi Qi, pale and followed behind him, silent.

Ye Xiu and the others were overjoyed when they saw He Liyun come out safely, and several people flew up and landed directly in front of the demon Jie, bowed, and said:

"Lord of the City, you are not harmed, and your subordinates will be relieved."

It turned out that after Xuan Xuan and Xuan Ya were hit by the blood mist, they did not tell all the surviving people that the original city lord He Liyu had died, and the current one was the lord of the wolf clan thousands of years ago, Demon Jie, who was afraid of causing Demon Jie's murderous intentions and eradicating the roots, and the capital city was really bleeding at that time, so at the moment when they fainted, they just looked desperately at the blood mist, and they didn't know how the poetry was picturesque

Demon Jie's peaceful eyes quietly stared at the night cultivator, the silver wolf, the Yan Yan and the others, and the leaders and guards who knelt down a bunch of paintings, and the captains of the guards, and there were murderous intentions in their hearts, these people were all people from Heliyu, and leaving them would only become a disaster, Qi Qi seemed to see what he was thinking, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly approached him, and said in a low voice:

"Demon Jie, leave them to guard the capital for you, the most important thing is that their hearts will support the capital city mansion on the spot and become your ears and eyes."

Demon Jie also knew that he had just woken up, and he didn't know much about the world and the capital, and he couldn't control it all at once, so he nodded and left the lives of these people temporarily.

"Lord Castle, how is the poet girl?"

"You guys stand down, she, I will heal the wounds myself" Demon Jie hugged Shiruhua and glanced at them coldly, and walked past everyone towards the glazed golden pagoda, Qi Qi hurriedly followed, he was not worried about Shiruhua beside Demon Jie, and his steps towards him stopped, and the demon Jie's head did not reply to Qi Qi:

"You stay, don't come with me" Qi Qi's footsteps froze for a moment, and he put it down, standing in place and watching the demon jie disappear into the glazed golden pagoda with a poetic picture.

Ye Xiu and the others stared at the disappearing back of Demon Jie, their brows tightened, because, they felt that the city lord in front of them seemed to be a little different, and they couldn't say what was the difference, seeing that Qi Qi was left, Ye Xiu hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Qiqi, what happened to the city lord in the blood mist, how do I feel wrong?"

"From today onwards, remember, don't ask anything, do what you have to do on a regular basis, don't worry about anything from the lord of the city and the poet girl, if you want to live." After Qi Qi finished speaking, he left here, and the blood mist in the sky disappeared, only the whirlwind-like blood mist still hovered and flew over the capital.

Ye Xiu and the others stared at each other a few times, only to see each other's frowning brows and deep worry

In the fifth floor of the glazed golden pagoda, the demon jie quietly stared at the paintings on the wall with his hands in the back, as if returning to the beauty of painting these paintings thousands of years ago, everything seemed strange and familiar, the same people and different environments, even if he was resurrected, a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and many things have been wrong, but this situation makes him depressed and lonely.

He didn't know how long he had been standing in the five-story tower, but the sun outside the window had fallen and risen, dawn and dusk, until there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, he slowly turned to look at the visitor, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm awake, I'm feeling better?"

"You don't have to worry, I'm better, what are you looking at" A touch of gentleness came over, snuggled up to the demon jie, a touch of fragrance slipped down, bringing up the demon jie's repeated gentle feelings, the poetry and picturesqueness at the moment seem to have changed much, but if you look closely, you can find that now she is gentle as water, elegant and quiet, with a smile on her lips, her eyes rippling like water, less bright and cold before her, and her own domineering, the same person shows different styles, just because of memory. Demon Jie put his arms around her, pointed to the painting on the wall, and said softly:

"Picturesque, is it beautiful I draw you on paper, you can see it at any time, just like you are by my side."

"Demon Jie, I won't leave you, even if my mother opposes it, I want to be with you, and no one can separate us." Picturesque and gentle nestled into his arms, with the sweetness of happiness on her quiet and gentle face, her eyes swept out of the window, and she was a little surprised to see the scenery outside the window, and left his arms and walked to the window to look out, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Demon Jie, why does this look so strange?"

"Picturesque, you have been sleeping for a thousand years, you have just woken up, this is the capital I built for you, now, I have broken away from the wolf clan and become the city lord of the capital city, in the future, no one can separate us, I live here with you, okay"

The poetry was picturesque, and the mother's resentful and decisive look flashed in front of him, and his sister Rulu was full of vicious curses, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply:

"Demon Jie, my mother and sister will never allow me to stay here, even if I sleep for a thousand years, besides, even if you break away from the wolf clan, you will still be the lord of the wolf clan, and you will have to go back one day."

Demon Jie looked at her affectionately, her cold hand unconsciously stroked her delicate face like water, Shiruxiang bowed her head shyly, even after a thousand years, she still felt her blush and heartbeat for the intimacy of Demon Jie, and couldn't help but get close to those cold hands.

"In this world, I can give up anything, but I can't give up the picturesque, from now on, I will only be picturesque, only picturesque, I will be at ease"

Shiruxiang smiled slightly, her smile bloomed like a cold plum, ** in the cold winter, exuding her unique charm, the demon jie stretched out her arms around her slender waist and walked out.

"Picturesque, I'll show you the capital I built for you."

"Okay, everything is up to you." Picturesque and happy leaning on his arms, his gentle eyes blooming with charming style.

A yellow robe turned around instantly when he heard the footsteps behind him, and the moment he saw that soft figure, his heart seemed to be a calm lake, and suddenly a stone was thrown into the lake, causing layers of ripples, he hid his excitement, and walked towards the slowly coming people step by step.

Obviously, Shiruhua also saw the smiling figure, when she saw that familiar figure, the originally smiling look was slightly frozen, she did not forget, even if she had been sleeping for a thousand years, she did not forget, that sword, pierced all her expectations, pierced her heart of pity for him.

"Picturesque...... Do you still hate me. I'm sorry. He looked at the red face in front of him stupidly, and suppressed the surging heart, but the clenched fist still leaked the agitation in his heart.

Shiruhua looked at him carefully, and suddenly, his eyes changed and he just wanted to step forward, but he was hugged by the demon Jie, and his footsteps stopped in place.

"Why do you lose all your mana" Then, her gaze swept to the Sea Emperor who was slowly coming, her face changed instantly, and she no longer ignored the restraint of the demon Jie, ran to the Sea Emperor and grabbed his hand, and whispered bitterly:

"Xuan Xuanya, why did you also lose your mana and cultivation, why, what has happened in the past thousand years, how can you lose your cultivation" Shiruhua couldn't believe what she saw, how could they still gallop through the clouds and wilderness after losing their cultivation, and how could they suppress the changes within the various clans.

Xuan Xuanya's expression was a little trance, looking at her anxious appearance, but there was a domineering and cold poetic picture in front of her, she could be coquettish, she could play tricks, and she could face the enemy fiercely, but there was no gentleness, elegance and nobility, but why was that kind of poetry and picturesque more memorable for him, and more deeply imprinted in his heart.

"I'm fine, the merman has a forbidden technique to restore cultivation, you don't have to worry about me." She smiled slightly and comforted her softly.

Demon Jie stepped forward and hugged Shi Ru Picturesque, so that she stayed away from some, to avoid too close between the two, as if feeling the domineering and exclusive desire of the Demon Jie, Shi Ru Tu blushed slightly, gently pinched the back of his hand, and then looked at Xuan Xuanya, and then turned his eyes to a bleak face, lips, blooming a gentle smile, her smile is like a cold winter blooming plum, in her unique way to exude a seductive fragrance:

"I know that you all have your own family's secret techniques to restore your cultivation, but I still feel very uncomfortable in my heart, if it weren't for the picturesque, how could the three of you have been in such a situation." In the end, the tone became mournful, and there was a strong sadness, she couldn't forget the sword, piercing her body, and cutting off the last pain in her heart, she didn't want to see the scene of the three of them breaking up because of her, the love of the three of them, she understood and knew it, and it was because of her understanding that it led to constant involvement, and her most beloved sister was also hated by love, and she had secretly chased and killed her many times, but she still didn't resent her sister, who told herself to take away her sister's favorite man, Demon Jie

He stepped forward, stood five steps away from her, looked at the face deeply, the pain in his heart was as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea, he still squeezed out a little smile, and his eyes were also full of tenderness, and said with a smile:

"Picturesque, the three of us don't want you to be immersed in pain every day, after all, it has been a thousand years, and now, you and Youjie can live happily and happily, and the Sea Emperor and I are still your best friends."

"Really, you didn't lie to me" Shiruxiang happily grabbed the arm of the demon Jie, and joy floated on her face, melting the heart-wrenching sorrow.

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