Chapter 161: Let go

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When Kill Wujie returned to the Fire God Temple, he inadvertently looked in the direction of Ling'er's dormitory, but saw that she was unexpectedly not sleeping. Killing Wujie had already walked forward, and this came back again. "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Kill Wujie looked at Ling'er in costume suspiciously, and his heart was a little confused. Ling'er raised her eyes, and her eyes were so clear that she suddenly felt a little unrecognizable.

"I'm waiting for you." Ling'er had no expression and said without a tone. Kill Wujie blinked, and couldn't believe that Ling'er's words were confirmed again: "What did you say?" Ling'er stepped forward, looked at the pair of demon pupils that killed Wujie, and said word by word: "I'm waiting for you." "Killing Wujie grabbed Ling'er's waist, how could he not know that Ling'er took the initiative to show favor like this, and there must be a purpose.

Ling'er didn't dodge killing Wujie for the first time, but looked at him and said, "If you and I mean to please you, then it's wrong. I will never forgive you for killing my master, it's just that I want to have a good talk with you, right now. He was not angry, he just smiled and nodded, and pulled Ling'er to the side.

Ling'er took a deep breath and began to speak her own words. Including from the first birth, to meeting Shen Qianxun, apprenticing, looking for Xuanjing, including all kinds of trivial things, Ling'er did not drop a word, and did not hide all of them to tell Kill Wujie, including at the beginning, he stayed here just for the sake of Huo Xuanjing. She also told Kill Wujie, her mother and master, and told Kill Wujie that she loved Shen Qianxun deeply, from beginning to end, Ling'er talked about it for a day and a night, and Kill Wujie listened to it for a day and a night without leaving a single step.

"I'm done, I'm not trying to promise you anything, I'm just trying to say, that's who I am. I hate you because you have failed me. I love Chihiro because he doesn't have a moment to get out of my heart. So you can choose to kill me, or you can choose to continue like this. Don't come near me. Ling'er calmly faced this problem, but she didn't hear the sound of killing Wujie for a long time.

When I turned around, I saw Kill Wujie lying on the couch in pain, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and his green tendons also burst out, looking very painful. The two fangs were also undisguised at this moment, and Ling'er asked with trembling: "What's wrong with you?" Are you okay? Kill Wujie shook his head forcefully, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Quickly call someone in." ”

Ling'er followed the instructions of killing Wujie and called someone in, and when the maid saw this, she hurriedly said, "This is Your Majesty's old illness." From the mouth of this maid, Ling'er knew that killing Wujie had angina pectoris, and from the analysis of it, it was because he couldn't deter the power of Huo Xuanjing.

And this illness will break out every midnight, and the number of recurrences of his old illness has increased more and more recently, and at this time, there is no spiritual blood that can only relieve the pain. This is also the reason why Kill Wujie has not asked to live with Ling'er, the maid demon soldiers are in a hurry, this spiritual blood has to be taken to the East China Sea, no matter what, it has to be a day and a night. Killing Wujie lying on the couch, sweat was already soaked in his clothes, Ling'er cautiously stepped forward and asked: "Your Majesty, can you hold on for a while, Kill Wujie's fangs are glowing blue, and he seems to have seen the hot blood in Ling'er's neck, gurgling and flowing."

Ling'er followed Kill Wujie's gaze and looked at his body, only to find that Kill Wujie was trying his best to suppress his unconcealed desire, staring at his forehead and neck. Ling'er subconsciously covered her neck with her hands, and then took a few steps back. It's just that every moment of delay is not a minute, and it seems that the killing of Wujie is oppressed and on the verge of a moment of extreme pain.

Finally, Ling'er took a deep breath and resolutely said to the narcissus on the side, "Go get the dagger." Narcissus looked at Ling'er's expression, as if she already knew what she was going to do, and when she was hesitating, Ling'er shouted: "Don't go yet!" Do you want to see your majesty have angina to death? Narcissus nodded in a panic and fetched the dagger.

Lying on the couch, the only ear that still had a feeling, came from Ling'er's voice, and Kill Wujie trembled from within, an indescribable feeling surging in his heart. He couldn't move, couldn't speak, just watched Ling'er take the dagger, rolled up the sleeves of his dress, his eyes wandered on his body, and then resolutely pulled the dagger away from his wrist quickly.

According to the utensils prepared in advance, the demon soldier quickly followed the hot blood under Ling'er's wrist, and after filling a bowl, Ling'er sealed the wound with spiritual power. Killing Wujie, who was already about to lose consciousness, clearly saw the corners of Ling'er's mouth twitch slightly at this time, it would also hurt.

The demon soldier didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately sent Ling'er's steaming blood to the front of Kill Wujie, but for some reason, Kill Wujie didn't open his mouth. Ling'er stepped forward, took the bowl with his own hands, handed it to the killer Wujie, and said coldly: "Drink it quickly, I don't have any blood to give it to you anymore!" Kill Wujie trembled and took Ling'er's bowl and drank the crimson medicine inside.

With the infusion of blood, the expression of killing Wujie finally returned to normal. Everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Kill Wujie sat on Ling'er's couch, meditating while adjusting the chaotic aura. There were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and Killing Wujie seemed to have consumed a huge amount of vitality, and his voice seemed weak.

"All stand down, just leave Ling'er here." Kill Wujie closed his eyes and said slowly. Everyone retreated, and only Ling'er and Kill Wujie were left in the house. Ling'er looked at Kill Wujie, who still had his own blood left on the corner of his mouth, picked up the handkerchief, and prepared to wipe it off for him.

It was just when the palm of his hand just swam to his mouth. Kill Wujie suddenly grabbed Ling'er's hand and stayed on the corner of his mouth. Just because of the killing of Wujie at this time, it is just a simple retention, and even a little strength is useless. Ling'er didn't struggle, just let him lead him. Neither of them spoke, and in the end, they still killed Wujie and exited first.

"Get out of here, and leave tomorrow." Kill Wujie said such a sentence calmly, but at this time, he suddenly understood what heartache was. Ling'er smiled slightly, although she was a little surprised, but there was no surprise. Kill Wujie closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breath, but he said slowly: "Take away all the clothes that the emperor gave you, they are all carefully selected by the emperor." By the way, don't talk about it to anyone. I am the supreme of the demon world, and I pick out clothes for a woman, what does it look like. ”

Ling'er somehow, she knew that this was the real killing Wujie, and she preferred to be detailed, he would always be the little black civet cat she first saw in Xiaochi. The wings of her nose were sour, and Ling'er nodded. Kill Wujie still held Ling'er's hand, and then said: "I never say thank you, but I just want you to know that you are the most important woman in my life, whether you are good or bad, and whether I love you or hate you." After you leave, I will only remember that day on the edge of the small pool, you and I met for the first time, I looked at you in the water, and I liked it very much. That's enough. ”

Ling'er had tears in her eyes, but when she remembered what she had done to her master and the people of the Great Wilderness, she had to endure and expel her tears, refusing to shed anything. Kill Wujie continued: "Early tomorrow morning. The emperor doesn't want to see you again, you take the emperor's token and ask the leader to take you to Xiaoxue, and then go to Shen Qianxun to take the fire crystal on the Fire God Mountain. Then in this life, it's best not to let the emperor see you again. ”

Kill Wujie felt that his pair of demon pupils were slightly warm, he was not meditating with his eyes closed, but he was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he couldn't let go at all, and he was even more afraid that something called tears would be revealed in front of a woman who didn't love him at all. It's just that when he said these words, he seemed to be a little out of breath, and it was even more unbearable than the onset of an old disease.

Ling'er nodded, tears already flowing silently down her eyes. Her voice was so free, like a silver bell playing in the small pond that day, she knew that she had closed her eyes, so she no longer stopped the venting of tears, but said easily in words: "Less verbose! I'm going to hate you a lot every day. Dead Tanuki! ”

Kill Wujie sneered and laughed, let go of Ling'er's hand and said with a smile: "Get out, get out of here, don't let the emperor see you." Also, remember what you said, and be sure to hate me every day! Otherwise, the emperor will kill everyone in the world! Ling'er's back was blurred in her own tears. Kill Wujie remembered the first time he ate spicy food when he was a child, and he was also spicy and shed tears. It's been a long time for hundreds of years, but it's still so bitter.

When Ling'er left, she didn't take anything with her. Kill Wujie looked at the neatly arranged clothes on the bed and the glass hairpin on the dresser, as if he had been hollowed out. Narcissus came to report, but brought in a bowl of light white porridge, saying that it was ordered by Empress Xuanyuan and specially made for His Majesty. Kill Wujie took the white porridge, his eyes began to hurt unconsciously, and he drank it one by one, but it was a taste that he had never had. Kill Wujie said secretly in his heart: "Ling'er, remember to hate me every day." ”

Ling'er took the token of killing Wujie and rescued Xiaoxue very smoothly. But in the dungeon, I met Zuo Kill. Ling'er looked at Zuo Kill and said earnestly: "I'm sorry, I hurt you." The bracelet and anklet of the left killer made a crisp friction sound, but he shook his head with relief.

"The new queen is not right, it should be Queen Xuanyuan now. Thank you, thank you for letting me know that as a demon, I can also have such a time when I have no quarrel with the world, and I am very happy with my current life. Ling'er gloomily instructed the demon soldiers who were guarding the dungeon to be kind to Zuo Kill. When the demon soldier saw Ling'er's token, he nodded yes.

Xiaoxue looked at Ling'er's hurried figure, and her heart was full of mixed feelings. She knew she had misunderstood her.