Ning Han's expression was more serious than he had ever been, and the perseverance revealed in his eyes showed how determined he was.

"I asked you to replace Feng Ling, not because I cared more about her than you, but because I could only trust you. It's because I know those threats are insignificant to you, that I dare to let you sit in the middle of the dragon's chariot. ”

These words made Blood Rakshasa feel a little uneasy in her heart, and she seemed to know what Ning Han was going to say next. To avoid this, all she could do was speak first-

"You don't have to tell me that." The Blood Rakshasa pretended to be dashing and waved his hand, "Am I such a stingy person?" You're right, and those dangers really don't mean anything to me. Okay, okay, don't get in the way, I'll go back first. ”

But Ning Han didn't move a single step.

"I'm not done yet."

Blood Rakshasa had a headache, she really didn't want Ning Han to say those words!

"Why, you just can't feel my heart? How could you, who are so intelligent, not understand my mind? ”

The Blood Rakshasa didn't have time to stop it, what should be said, Ning Han still said it.

Ning Han's eyes were full of heartache.

The Blood Rakshasa lowered his head and covered his face of embarrassment. She didn't dare to look at Ning Han's eyes.

It took a long time for the Blood Rakshasa to raise her head, and she knew she had to have a response.

Well, there are some things that should be made clear earlier.

The Blood Rakshasa who had made up his mind, his face was as calm as water, and his eyes were calm.

"Ning Han, I'll only tell you four words - Immortal Fan Path."

The four words of the Blood Rakshasa were faint, but when he heard Ning Han's ears, it was like a thunderclap, which shook his body violently.

Immortals have different paths.

The four words, like a mountain, overwhelmed Ning Han.

He felt someone grab him by the collar and choke his neck little by little.

She is an immortal, and although he is a monk and has spiritual powers, he is still a mortal.

"Why?" Ning Han's voice trembled slightly.

"What's the problem?" Blood Rakshasa asked rhetorically. "I am an immortal, I have survived the catastrophe and live forever. As for you, after all, you are a mortal, even if your lifespan increases with the growth of cultivation, you still can't escape death in the end. We are together, will there be results? ”

"Do you think that with that little spiritual power on the cliff of the Yin Yang Palace, it is enough for you to cultivate to survive the Heavenly Tribulation?" Without waiting for Ning Han to speak, the Blood Rakshasa continued, "I'm afraid you don't know yet, the further this cultivation goes, the spiritual power required is an astronomical amount, even if you have the patience to accumulate little by little, but to say something that strikes you politely-if you don't wait for your spiritual power to accumulate enough, your lifespan will come to an end first." ”

"This ...... How can it be considered a reason? Ning Han struggled to let out a laugh and looked at the Blood Rakshasa, "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight!" ”

"Hah!" The Blood Rakshasa looked up to the sky and sneered, "Fortunately, it's not the two who are happy!" Otherwise, if a person dies, he will walk away in a chic and liberated manner, but leave another person sad and lonely, isn't this a sin? ”

Ning Han was shocked to realize that he had said the wrong thing. Yes, the immortal has never had a heart for him, how can he say that if the two love is long?

"Besides—" Now that I've said it to this point, it's better to say it more absolutely, Blood Rakshasa shook his teeth, "My Blood Rakshasa likes strong people who are more talented and powerful than me, and only a man like that is worthy of me!" ”