She deserves a better man, not to follow a demon like him who is more terrifying than a demon.

But without her, he would have died, and his life would have lost its meaning!

The mere thought of her leaving him made his heart almost suffocate with pain, tearing and tearing in pain, and he couldn't even imagine it. It doesn't matter if he doesn't deserve it, he is as ugly as a ghost, he will never let go of her hand, she can only belong to him!

Closing his eyes, he told himself in his heart that Jingyun was not an amorous person, she would not comfort Jun Youqi, he never trusted anyone, and he had to learn to trust her.

After a while, when Feng Jingyun returned, he saw the lonely shadow standing on the beach.

The sea is majestic and vast, the sea is blue like an endless blue continent, the sea and the sky meet, and the waves are surging in the tranquility.

On the silver sand, he stood quietly, his hands behind his back, as if waiting for someone.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe, although there were a few scratches and damages, it was difficult to hide his natural dignity. Rumo's hair and clothes flutter with the sea breeze, and the cold momentum is natural.

An invisible loneliness emanated from him, the sea was vast, he was dressed in black like a ghost, like a ghost who could not tolerate heaven and earth, with a touch of loneliness isolated from the world, as if he had walked in the dark hell for thousands of years, ten thousand years, and the loneliness hurt people's hearts and souls.

The thought of accompanying him to eternity arose for a moment. A person's life is short, so let her love him well in her lifetime. Walking over, she murmured softly, "Jun is lonely......"

He turned sideways, his left cheek was full of scars, his left cheek bone was thick and abnormal, and his left eye socket without a left pupil was terrifying, and half of his face was more terrifying than a ghost, she looked at it, but she didn't feel afraid, but felt a mysterious evil charm.

Maybe this is what comes out of the eyes of a lover.

Looking at her soft gaze and feeling the affection in her eyes, his heart moved, and he reached out to gently stroke the hair on her sideburns, and opened his lips, "I'm waiting for you." ”

"Hmm." She nodded slightly, took his right hand with one small hand, and with the other picked up a thorn plucked from the thorn bush, and began to pick the blisters on his palm due to grinding the stone cauldron, "The blisters on your hands are bulging uncomfortably, and there are no medicinal herbs on the island." I went to the woods to find a thorn, picked out the blisters, and it was healed in no time. ”

"You were just looking for a thorn?" His chest was full of emotion, and he almost mistakenly thought that she would comfort Jun Youqi, and he felt guilty for a while.

"Hmm." Seeing his expression, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes lit up, "Otherwise, why do you think?" Think I'm going to find Jun Youqi? ”

She's just too smart to hide anything from her. He choked, "I don't want to lie to you, this king is afraid of you like that, but he trusts you more, so I'm waiting for you." ”

She was a little angry in her heart, and the action of helping him pick up the blisters was very gentle, but after listening to it, the stabbing fire pierced the ground, and the blisters on his hands were not only broken one by one, but even the flesh was pierced.

Ordinary people have long been jumping in pain, this man who is not afraid of pain has no expression, she is really a little helpless. After piercing one hand, prick the other harder.

He didn't feel pain, he just watched her stabbing him like a vent, and felt that she was very cute, "Jingyun, it's not good for this king." ”

"Oh?" She snorted coldly, "What's wrong with the sect leader?" ”

"This king shouldn't have any doubts about you."