On the edge of a cliff in the mountain behind the capital, the cold wind blew the air and whistled sharply, and the night cultivators gathered on the edge of the cliff, letting the cold wind blow up their robes and blow their hair, and their cold eyes stared at the capital city mansion that melted into the night.

"Lord Night Cultivator, do you want the city lord to disappear?" Diao asked coldly, in their hearts, they never recognized the current city lord, although they looked exactly the same, but the aura was completely different, in their hearts, the position of He Liyu was not something that anyone could replace.

"Wait, let's wait, the city lord has the worst plan, that is, he will be controlled by the resurrected demon jie in his body, so, let's wait for the night of the full moon, the city lord said that on the night of the full moon he will take back his body and destroy the current demon jie, he will never allow it to be controlled by others."

"But, Miss Poet. It's not as good as it used to be. In his heart, he always thought that the previous poetry was more picturesque than the current poetry, although the current poetry was gentle like water, but he always felt that there was less aura, less domineering, less heartbeat and helpless violence, they were not sadistic, but, their hearts had already adapted to the previous poetry.

"As long as the city lord comes back, the poetry girl will have her own city lord to solve it." Ye Xiu also sighed faintly, and then coughed a few times, a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he gently wiped it away while the night was dark.

On the day of the resurrection of the demon Jie, he was seriously injured by the demon in order to save the life of the capital, until now, there are still serious internal injuries left in the body, following He Liyun for hundreds of years, he has never been punished overnight and has never been angrily reprimanded, He Li Yu treats him, although he is harsh and cold, but never hurts them, this is what their group of shadows are happy about, but unfortunately, since the resurrection of the demon Jie, the people of the capital live in a cold and hellish life every day, the dead and silent capital is like a tomb, cold and frightening, Walking tremblingly every day, the capital city government is afraid of any point that will provoke the demon Jie's displeasure and open the killing ring.

"Lord Night Cultivator, we secretly gather the shadows, and we must help the City Lord return on the night of the full moon!" Diao said with a white face and a grim voice.

"Act in secret, don't be discovered by the demon Jie, otherwise, you and I will not be able to save our lives." The grandmother whispered.

The night is still like black ink covering the earth, the wind, blowing, setting off bursts of whistling cold, everyone's hearts, just like the cold at this moment, feel less than the slightest warmth!

Poetry and painting walked quietly in the courtyard by moonlight, the originally empty courtyard has been planted with mandala flowers, full of fragrance, exuding a strange red glow, to tell the truth, I don't like these flowers, mandala flowers look bright red like blood, the fragrance is weird, like death in every corner of the air, but, now poetry and picturesque like, she likes it very much, so, in less than a month, almost every corner of the capital is planted with mandala flowers.

Walking slowly in the mandala flowers, she stopped in a picturesque way, she slightly locked her eyebrows, her back, there was a slight pain, as if something was gently tearing the skin and wanted to get out, reaching out to touch the back but there was nothing, standing on the side, she found her abnormal, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked:

"Girl, what's wrong?"

"Something seems to be coming out of my back, and the skin that I tore hurts." That is, in the blink of an eye, Shiru's little face was replaced by paleness, with a low groan, her soft body squatted down, Shiruhua's fingers pinched the mantra, and a ray of light swept along her arm to her back to cover the pain, and the pain gradually eased, and she came to help her up in a panic, with deep worry on her face.

"Girl, why don't you go back to the house and rest first."

"Good!" The poetry was picturesque and breathed a long sigh of relief, and his footsteps were a little vain into the wing, and then he said.

"You go back and rest, you don't need to be here."

Seeing that the poetry was picturesque and resolute, he nodded and retreated from the wing, and closed the door casually when he went out.

Shiruhua sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing slightly, calmed down, and gradually the soul and bone erosion technique on her back appeared in her mind, Shi Ruhua raised her eyebrows in surprise, when did she get the soul and bone erosion technique? This is a forbidden technique of the merman, and it is absolutely impossible for the Sea Emperor to hurt her, so who else would do such an evil skill on her body?

Shiruhua slowly opened her eyes and stared through the window at the dark night outside the window, she felt as if she was shrouded in a fog, not knowing when something surprising and unexpected would happen to her, didn't she say that she had been sleeping for a thousand years? Why did she know Yu Yi, why did she have the Soul Possession Bone Erosion Technique on her body, why, everyone in this capital looked at her strangely in private, Qi Qi was obviously her own mount, why did she look so strange when she saw it this time, in the end, what happened in the past thousand years?

She got out of bed and left the wing room and walked directly to the courtyard of the Sea Emperor Xuanya, stepping on the moonlight, the cold wind still could not dispel the doubts in her heart, before she walked to the door of the courtyard of Xuanya, she saw a blue-robed Xuanya flashing out, the bright ear drill in her left ear flashed with charming brilliance, poetic squinting, the corners of her lips pulled out a smile, and stepped forward:

"How did you know I was coming?"

"I feel your breath, so I came out to greet you, picturesque, why do you come to me so late without resting?" Xuan Qian said with a gentle smile, and then, bright and gentle eyes looked at the dark place in the distance, the corners of his lips were naturally hooked, and banter flashed in his eyes.

"What happened to me in the past thousand years?" Tell me, don't lie to me. Shiruhua said eagerly, not seeing the smile on his lips, his eyes flashed, he took off his cloak and tied it to Shiruhua, and asked lightly:

"Picturesque, why do you want to ask this?"

"My back, why did I get the Soul Destroying Bone Technique, this is obviously a forbidden technique of the merman."

Xuan Xuanya chuckled in his heart, and then remembered that the previous poetry and painting had been in the soul and bone erosion technique, and then although he was suppressed by He Liyu and hidden, no one could say when it would recur, he decided to get rid of it, but after a long time, he forgot about it, and today it was discovered by the poetry and picturesqueness.

"Also, are you hiding anything from me, why do I feel that you are weird, and besides, every night in my sleep, I always dream of another me, a different self, she always tries to control me, and there is a man who is the same as the demon Jie, although he is exactly the same as the demon Jie, but I know, that man is not the demon Jie, who is he? Tell me. Shi Ruhua grabbed Lu Xuanya's hand and shouted anxiously in a low voice.

She sighed, slowly withdrew the hand she was holding, and gently comforted her:

"Picturesque, it's just a dream, it's just a dream, don't think about it, and the soul possession bone erosion technique on your back, which is a forbidden technique that you were given by the mermaids in your sleep, they are trying to blackmail me, and they don't want me to associate with the people of the wolf clan anymore." If he doesn't lie, he will be torn apart by the man watching in the dark, and he himself can't bear to be hurt again.

"Is that really the case? Why does the scene in the dream feel so real, just like it happened in reality? The poetry looked lonely and muttered to herself.

Looking at her haggard face, a touch of distress crossed the bottom of her heart, glanced at the figure standing in the dark, and suddenly a surge of anger surged in her heart, your person is obviously there, but he pretended not to see the picturesque sadness and loneliness, and still looked at everything indifferently, Demon Jie, your heart is too ruthless, thinking of this, Xuan Xuanya took the picturesque cold little hand, and said gently:

"Picturesque, I'll send you back, and tomorrow it's cold, I'll try to get rid of the Soul Possession Bone Erosion on your back, so that it won't hurt you again."

"You've lost all your mana now, it's too late to take care of yourself, how can I bear to let you be hurt again." The poetry smiled picturesquely, and let the little hand lead the little hand and walk towards the courtyard where he lived.

"Tsuya Xuan, my mother, how is she?"

The footsteps of the walk paused slightly, and continued to walk forward, and she thought of Meng Po in the underworld, the Meng Po who had been waiting for her daughter to return for her sins, sighed in her heart, but comforted the other party on her lips:

"She's fine, and after you fell into a deep sleep, your mother also knew that she was wrong, far away from the world, and didn't know where Yun You's gone."

"Really? As long as my mother is well, I will be relieved, although she didn't like me to be with Youjie thousands of years ago, but she is my mother after all, and I can't hate it. The poetry is picturesque and softly smiled, the smile on the lips made Xuan Xuanya's heart in a trance, and the previous poetry suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, sometimes gentle and sometimes naughty, sometimes angry, sometimes indifferent and sometimes cruel poetic picturesque, if you know that Meng Po is her mother, what do you think? She suddenly found that she couldn't guess the picturesque ideas she had before.

How can two people with different personalities compare, even though they share the same body!

"Picturesque, don't think about it in the future, you have to take care of your body, understand?"

"I also want to, but, everything in the dream makes me scared, panic, the other I am so terrifying and ferocious, if the demon jie knows that he won't like me, you tell me, what happened, why the demon jie is so close to me, not as good as the feelings of a thousand years ago." Shiruhua raised her head and stared at Xuanya, hoping that the other party could give her a reason to feel at ease.

"Demon Jie, he still loves you very much, but he has just taken control of the capital mansion, and the time to accompany you is limited, and you also know that the wolf clan is eyeing you on the side, and it is difficult to guarantee that one day the wolf clan will attack the capital and harm the people here." She comforted her gently, and the corner of her eyes swept towards the darkness with hatred.

"Really? I thought that the demon jie didn't like me anymore, but in fact, it was ridiculous, my heart was always in a trance, and I felt as if I was shuttling back and forth between dreams and reality."

"Okay, I'm here, thank you, I'm much better." Shiruhua smiled softly at him, then turned around and walked to the wing, until Shiru's figure disappeared, and then Xuanya swept coldly into the dark place, and said sarcastically:

"Don't you feel tired like this every day?"

The figure of the demon jie slowly walked out of the darkness, a faint trace of pain appeared on his cold face, and then quickly drowned, and the corners of his lips were hooked sarcastically:

"Isn't this just right, you can be picturesque, isn't that what you want?"

"You bastard!" She drank low, and her expression was cold and not very good-looking.

"You should understand in your heart why Ruhua is like this, Demon Jie, I don't care what you think in your heart, if you let Ruhua live in such pain, I will definitely take her out of the capital, so that you will never find her."

"You're threatening me, Xuanya, although I know you have this ability, but, if I allow it, she is picturesque, whether she lives or dies, she is my person, and you can't move." Demon Jie took a deep breath, and his face became even more gloomy.

"Besides, while hurting her, my heart also hurts, if it weren't for the fact that I was resisting the He Liyu in my body, would I have made this decision?"

"Heliyu? Wasn't he destroyed by you? Why is it still there? Xuan Xuanya's heart jumped, and for some reason, when he heard that He Liyu was still alive, he couldn't help but feel a trace of joy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, for fear of causing Demon Jie's murderous intention.

"If it weren't for the bloody jade, He Liyu would indeed be destroyed by me, and now the bloody jade has been fused with Heliyu, you should know the energy of the bloody jade, He Liyu has the cultivation and energy of the bloody jade, his consciousness is unprecedentedly strong, and he is gradually recovering in my body, and there is already a tendency to be beyond my control, so I haven't seen a picture for more than a month, just to suppress He Liyu's rebound."

"Doesn't that mean that one day Heli will take control of your body?" Xuan Xuanya whispered in shock, his words made Demon Jie's expression change drastically, and he glared at him fiercely, with an eerie evil smile:

"I won't give him this chance, I'm not going to give him this chance, I'm sorry for you to get rid of the soul possession bone erosion technique on Ruhua's back as soon as possible, I'm afraid that after a long time, I'll devour her spirit and spirit while Ruhua's body is weak."

"Don't worry, tomorrow I will go back to Beihai to recover mana and cultivation, Demon Jie, I also hope that you will take a little time to comfort and comfort the picturesque, and don't make her sad and sad again." After saying that, he turned and left.

Demon Jie's cold eyes stared at the back of Lu Xuanya, and her lips hooked silently, on the night of the full moon, everything will be solved!

Who are you? Go away, why do you keep pestering me, go away! In her sleep, she waved her arms indiscriminately, trying to drive away the other her in the dream, but the red robe entangled her like a nightmare, a call, a whisper made the poetry picturesque and dreamlike, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, she stared at the opposite her quietly, suddenly, her neck was pinched by her, pinched hard, poetry felt suffocation, felt the coming of death, no, she shook her head indiscriminately, and shot out from her fingertips to split a ray of light on the other party but did not react, poetry and despair, The strength in his body was drained little by little, and he gradually felt that his consciousness fell into darkness.

"Picturesque, picturesque, wake up, wake up!"

She slowly opened her eyes with a call bell, and what came into her eyes was the anxious and distressed face of the demon jie, she thought she was dreaming, blinked, and once again confirmed that it was really the demon jie, and couldn't stop laughing, under her eyes, a faint mist appeared, she got up and threw herself into the demon jie's arms, and the trembling delicate body revealed the fear and panic in her heart.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid, it's okay." Demon Jie hugged the soft delicate body in her arms and comforted her softly.

However, the picturesque poetry, frightened by the dream, hugged him tightly, as if grasping the last moment of driftwood, and never let go!