"Yes, it's over between us, it's over completely!" Mo Qianzi raised her head and looked at Zilong, "Zilong, didn't you say that you have a thousand-year-old affection for me?" If I want you to give up Ji Xiaoyao and only be with me, how will you choose? ”

Zilong was slightly stunned, and his cold eyes lit up: "Why should I believe you!" ”

"Why?" Mo Qianzi stepped forward, walked in front of Zilong step by step, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Zilong's lips.

She kissed him wantonly, her eyes looking at the expression on Ji Xiaoyao's face.

Ji Xiaoyao's face turned pale, and his hands under the red robe were already clenched into fists. However, he didn't step forward to stop him.

Mo Qianzi's heart is cold again!

stepped back, smiling like a flower: "Zilong, I will be your woman, the condition is that you can't be with Ji Xiaoyao!" ”

"Zi'er, did you mean it?" Zilong repeatedly stroked the lips that had been kissed by Mo Qianzi with his fingers, "You two, I Zilong want it!" ”

"You are really not afraid that I will kill Long Xuanyuan, in that case, you will also die!" Mo Qianzi chuckled.

"I don't care if you really kill Long Xuanyuan, but, my Zilong is here, you can't kill him!"

"Ha, hahaha......" Mo Qianzi's steps staggered back a few steps again, and said, "Yes, you are here, I can't kill him at all!" However, I can kill myself! ”

After speaking, the dragon sword in his hand was across his neck.

"Zhi'er!" Ji Xiaoyao was shocked, and he wanted to step forward to stop it. He still can't let her go, can he?

"What do you want to do? Put the sword in the direction! Zilong said in a cold tone.

Mo Qianzi smiled faintly, and the dragon sword in his hand was lightly forced, and a long cut had been cut on his neck, and blood was slowly flowing down!

"Bai Zhi, put down the sword!" Ji Xiaoyao was also annoyed, and his eyes were red.

"Brother Yao, do you still care about Zhi'er? But what are you worried about? Doesn't the purple dragon resurrect people? If she can resurrect you, won't she resurrect me? ”

Mo Qianzi said deliberately, but the strength in his hand was a little deeper again, and the wound was even deeper.

Only in this way can she completely deceive them, and only in this way can she make Zilong spit out his essence to heal her.

Whether it is Zilong or Ji Xiaoyao, as long as one of them really has a little affection for her, they will not watch her really die here.

Only in this way will she have a chance to start.

The blood flowed rapidly, and Mo Qianzi fell to the ground weakly, closing his eyes.

However, her hand was holding on to the dragon sword!

"Zilong, save her, save her!" Ji Xiaoyao's voice roared, "You won't really not save her!" ”

"She's not dead yet!" Zilong's voice said lightly.

"Do you really want her dead? If she dies, what is the meaning of me Ji Yaoyao living in this world? Ji Xiaoyao smiled bitterly.

Zilong said coldly: "Don't you hate her?" Hate her for falling in love with Long Xuanyuan, hate her for choosing to kill you! ”

"Yes, I hate her! But if she dies, I don't even have a hate! You say, what else can I do? ”

"If she died, would you kill me?" Zilong asked Ji Xiaoyao.

Ji Xiaoyao looked at Mo Qianzi on the ground and lifted his lips: "Yes!" ”

"Huh!" Zilong sneered, "Okay, I'll save her!" Actually, you don't have to threaten me, I'll save her! ”

After finishing speaking, Zilong sat cross-legged in place, slowly exhaling his spirit to heal Mo Qianzi's injuries.

Mo Qianzi's vague consciousness recovered little by little, and she could feel that Zilong was healing her wounds, and her wounds were healing little by little......

The crystal clear spirit wrapped her entirely, Mo Qianzi grabbed the hand of the dragon yin sword tightly, and suddenly swung the sword, cutting through the spirit that was healing herself!

"Ah......h

Zilong screamed, and the whole person flew several feet away with the broken spirit, spitting blood from his mouth.

Mo Qianzi stood up from the ground, the wound on her neck had not yet healed completely, and the blood was still flowing slowly.

"Ha, hahaha...... Zilong laughed: "Zi'er, you...... Are you deliberately trying to lure me out of my spirit to heal you? ”

"Yes, only in this way can I kill you!" Mo Qianzi smiled lightly.

"How do you know that the Dragon Yin Sword can break my spirit?" This secret, no one knows at all. Otherwise, it is impossible for Zilong to be without the slightest precaution!

"Zirong!"

Zirong?

Zilong's face turned pale in an instant, and his body blurred a little bit: "He, he actually risked the destruction of the Yuan Shen and told you how to kill me?" ”

"Yes!"

Zilong's eyes looked at Ji Xiaoyao next to him, and said: "Chenyin, my Zilong has practiced for more than a thousand years, half of my memory is Chiyang, and my psychology is Mo Qianzi; Half of the memory is Zilong, and the psychology is dusty! Sometimes, I don't even know who I am! At this moment, I can finally give up the memories that belong to Long Xuanyuan completely, and only my Zilong own memories are left! ”

Ji Xiaoyao didn't say anything, just looked at Zilong coldly.

Actually, he doesn't have a good impression of Zilong, he just uses it!

Zilong naturally knew that Ji Xiaoyao could not have affection for him, but he was still unwilling.

"There is one thing we are similar, and that is ...... As long as it's something you like, you'll never let go! As soon as I die, Long Xuanyuan will be resurrected! So ......"

After being reminded by Zilong, Ji Xiaoyao suddenly remembered something, and waved the white jade flute on his waist, wanting to kill Long Xuanyuan.

Zilong is going to die anyway, so it's better to kill Long Xuanyuan!

Seeing this, Mo Qianzi swung his sword to stop it. At this moment, it seems that the same scene is repeating itself again.

It's just that Mo Qianzi didn't stab the sword into Ji Xiaoyao's body, but stopped the white jade flute in his hand!

"Brother Haruka, I won't let you kill him! Unless, you kill me first! ”

"Do you think I'm really not going to kill you?" Ji Xiaoyao's fierce palm slapped directly on Mo Qianzi's chest.

Mo Qianzi was already injured, and when this palm slapped down, a mouthful of blood spit out, and the whole person fell into the purple water.

At this moment, Zilong's body was virtualized, and the water waves that turned into purple water actually rushed towards Ji Xiaoyao and Long Xuanyuan.

Mo Qianzi's body that fell into the purple water was picked up, it was Long Xuanyuan! Long Xuanyuan had already woken up, and his body was fast and agile!

Ji Xiaoyao was hit by the cold water wave, and his whole body stiffened, as if something had poured into his body. In a moment, I fainted!

"Brother Haruka!" Seeing Ji Xiaoyao falling, Mo Qianzi still shouted worriedly.

Long Xuanyuan stepped forward, gently probed Ji Xiaoyao's nose, and said lightly: "He's fine, it should be Zilong's spiritual power injected into his body, with his body, he can't adapt for a while!" ”

"Purple Dragon's spiritual power?" Mo Qianzi was surprised. (To be continued.) )