"It's okay, I'm fine."

Jiang Louyue stretched out her arms and hugged his narrow waist, her voice was surprisingly gentle.

Being so close to him, she felt it strongly, the uneasiness he conveyed.

His heart trembled slightly, and a strange emotion that he had never felt before, like ripples, rippled out. That feeling is called distress.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I'm really fine."

Jiang Louyue tightened her arms and strangled Di Jiuchen's waist, wanting to convey her emotions and thoughts to her through the close clinging of her body.

"I'm doing well here, all the death row inmates listen to me, even the warden. No one can do anything to me. ”

As she soothed, his almost violent mood gradually eased.

The black hair of the evil skeleton that was constantly dancing in the air behind him also calmed down, and the eyes like black 'holes' were clearer, and the dark demonic qi that lingered around the body faded layer by layer.

His joys, sorrows, and sorrows have been completely dominated by her.

This is just the beginning.

Many years later, the entire Xuanhuang World, down to the human world, up to the fairy world, has the legend that the Dark Lord is undefeated.

When he won the Nine Heavens, a thousand demons 'swirled' in prison and ruled over eternity.

And she is the only person in this world who can control him.

"You said it was okay, I believe you." Di Jiuchen lowered his voice and leaned over her ear, his voice hoarse, as if swearing, "I only believe in you." ”

I believe only in you.

It's like a proverb.

"It's fine."

Jiang Lou Yue'er, the corners of his 'lips' hooked a gentle arc, and a plain hand was behind his back, patting gently, as if coaxing a frightened child, "Senior brother, thank you." ”

He desperately dared to come to her, which made her very moved.

From what, the emotional bond between two people has reached the point of inseparability.

She has never responded positively to his feelings because she has always had a pimple in her heart; She didn't respond, but it didn't hinder the development between the two.

"It turns out that Miss Jiang and the Dark Lord are a couple."

"The Dark Lord is really handsome, and he is angry at the crown."

"The two of them are a good match."

On the edge of Prison No. 921, six or seven hundred slaves on death row stood on the sidelines and watched, each pair of eyes full of envy and blessings.

"The two of them must be the saviors sent by Mother Earth to save our Ironforge Castle."

"That's right! Mother Earth hasn't abandoned us dwarves! ”

The freed slaves let out a terrifying cheer.

Di Jiuchen was in a very happy mood, let go of his embrace for her, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against her, his movements were extremely intimate, and said: "Now, the entire Iron Fort knows that we are a couple. ”

He didn't believe it, how long could she be stubborn.

He didn't believe it, and he couldn't pry open the wall of her stubborn heart.

"Forehead ......"

In front of so many people, making such an intimate act with her senior brother, coupled with his sweet whispering in her ears, she couldn't help but feel a slight heat at the root of her ears, "What others think is someone else's business." ”

Obvious insincerity.

Di Jiuchen raised his eyebrows: "The dead duck has a hard mouth." ”

"I'm not a duck." Jiang Louyue's cheeks bulged, and her beautiful eyes were crossed with shame.

Di Jiuchen nodded, and a pair of extremely beautiful peach 'flower' eyes crossed three points of smile and seven points of doting: "Well, you are better looking than a duck." ”

Jiang Louyue: "......"

Her mind was already a mess, like a slurry.

I have lived for more than twenty years in my previous life, and I have never felt this way, is this the legendary ...... In love?

No, no, no, she-

"Look! It's an immortal! ”

"My God, it's an immortal with four wings!"

"Everyone, kneel down, the pure-blooded descendants of the God of the Sky, the Sky Saint Clan, is here!"

Six or seven hundred slaves looked up at the sky with a look of horror, and then their knees went limp, and they fell to their knees, trembling and trembling.

For the dwarves, there is one thing that is even more terrifying than the King of Remnant and the Emperor Shada, and that is the Sky Divine Race, which is worshiped as gods, and they respectfully call them "immortals".

Jiang Louyue's chaotic thoughts were interrupted.

She no longer looked at Emperor Jiuchen, her eyes drifted to the sky, and she saw a slender and handsome man in a silver-gray 'color' robe, with picturesque eyebrows, clear facial features, red hair like a waterfall, knee-length, fluttering in the air, and two shining silver-gray 'color' bead chains obliquely tied between his foreheads, adding a sense of grace.

Behind this crimson 'colored' long-haired man, there are four wide wings, each wing, three or four times larger than his body, snow-white feathers, very gorgeous, in terms of beauty alone, this feather man is not inferior to the 'fine' spirit clan.

"The bold Eastern Continent Human Race dares to destroy the big 'gate' of my Sky Saint Clan, and its crime deserves punishment!"

The red crown screamed, and the voice was like a heavenly sound, but it was not angry and arrogant.

"The big 'gate'?"

Di Jiuchen frowned slightly, "You winged red 'hairy' monster, what are you talking nonsense." ”

"Death without repentance!"

The red crown was obviously very dissatisfied with the title of "winged red 'hairy' monster", and a 'color' of disgust crossed his face, "You have destroyed more than 900 volley chains, lowered the second sun, and opened the big 'door' of my Sky Saint Clan, the sin is unforgivable, and today this prince will punish you with heaven!" ”

Emperor Jiuchen's face sank.

He would have come to his senses in an instant.

It turns out that the real culprit who has been enslaving the dwarf clan is these feather people who claim to be the Sky Saint Clan, and the four-winged feather man in front of him is at least above the fifth level of Jindan, and he is a strong enemy.

He stretched out his hand and subconsciously pushed Jiang Louyue aside, lest this vicious battle 'ripple' her.

"Heavenly punishment? Who do you think you are? Red 'hairy' birdman? Well? ”

Emperor Jiuchen sneered, the dark demonic qi around him rose again, and his heart moved, and the nine-turn Shura sword that Duhe gave him was already in his hand.

Red Crown was furious: "'Bastard' account! Who is the Birdman! Hear me clearly, I am the noble Great Prince of the Sky Saint Clan! Ignorant humans! ”

"A prince is so arrogant?" Emperor Jiuchen's face did not change his 'color', and the thin 'lips' were hooked with an extremely evil arc, and the Nine Turns Shura Sword drew a Demon Yuan mark in the air, "I am still the Emperor of the Great Qian." Equal to your birdman! ”

The Great Qian Dynasty of the Eastern Continent and the Yuren Clan of the Western Continent are indeed theoretically equal.

But these feathered people, because they have wings and can live in the sky, think very highly of themselves, and look down on other races with a posture of dominating the world and being the only one.

More than ninety percent of the thousand volley chains have been destroyed, and the second sun can no longer absorb the spiritual power on his body, except for the demon element, the power that originally belonged to the five elements of the righteous path has also returned.

"Brahma Fire Strike!"

The black 'color' of the extreme flame is brilliant and fierce, with the nine-turn Shura sword as the center, with the overwhelming momentum, towards the direction of the feather man's red crown.