How to say it, it turns out that Su Xi is her master, it is a fact, Xiaojin spreads her hands, okay, but this does not mean that she has to dig out her heart and lungs to Su Xi, and she is infinitely doting, becoming an immortal is not a simple thing, nor is it an easy thing, how many monks, can't control their desires. Hope, can't see the source clearly, and the difference in one thought becomes a demon cultivation.

Also, it's too obsessed with right and wrong!

Persistence will ruin a person, concessions will ruin a person, I have lived for so many years, and I have seen a lot of points and combinations, being desired. Looking at the tortured person, although he has not experienced it personally, but after watching more, he will understand, whether Su Xi will become an immortal, Xiao Jin doesn't know, but after all, Su Xi is her master, and she will lead Su Xi step by step to the road to becoming an immortal.

Listen to your words and subvert your outlook on life.

In an instant, Su Xi felt that Shan Qi not only would not hate the little demon, but also liked the little demon very much, Shan Qi was so jealous of the demon, if he relied on the power of the little demon to get rid of the demon, and conformed to the will of heaven, no matter how he said it, it was a good thing, Xiao Jin's words made her suddenly feel like a bright moon, and the troubles and fears in the past were all gone.

"You get the idea! Then don't bother me! After saying that, Xiao Jin leveled his hands with the mushroom head, made a gesture that he thought was elegant, and flew towards the space.

It's just that after entering the space, in less than two seconds, he stretched out his mushroom head: "Call me when you eat!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't give anyone a chance to answer, so he got into the space and continued what he had been disturbed before—eating.

For Xiao Jin's words, Su Ze didn't have any enlightenment, he knew that there were some things, he couldn't get them if he wanted them, he couldn't get them by force, about the past, he had already let go of it, worried, he just wanted the little demon to grow up early, the bloodthirsty demon vine was a bloodthirsty demon vine after all. Whether you become a righteous or a demon, it will arouse the disgust of the demon path and the righteous path.

It can be said that the bloodthirsty demon vine is a existence that makes demon cultivators and immortal cultivators love and hate at the same time.

Love is, own it. Whether it conforms to the way of heaven or goes against the way of heaven, it is a being that goes against the sky.

Hate it, without it, no matter what is right. It's still the devil's way, and they're afraid of becoming nourishment.

However, I believe that whether it is a demon cultivator or an immortal cultivator, there is only one thought in their hearts.

- If you can't get it, you will destroy it.

Su Ze looked at Su Xi: "Su Xi, don't sue anyone in the future, don't let the little demon appear in front of anyone's eyes without the safety of your life,"

"Isn't it okay to be single?" Su Xi circled his head.

"No way!" Su Ze said resolutely.

After a pause, he said, "The appearance of the little demon." It will cause panic among the demon cultivators and immortal cultivators, in order to avoid becoming the nourishment of the little demon, they will temporarily put aside their prejudices and kill the little demon with all their might, that is, you, so, before you have the strength to protect yourself, you must hide the existence of the little demon,"

"But Shan Qi is not an outsider!" If all demon cultivators and immortal cultivators would choose to kill, Su Xi believed it. Shan Qi would never do this.

Su Ze was very surprised, he thought that Su Xi had already told Shan Qi about the little demon, after all, the relationship between the two people was there, but he didn't say it. Not better.

"You didn't tell Shan Qi about this, it means that you have concerns in your heart, in life, the things we often worry about often become reality, not to mention whether Shan Qi will like the little demon. He is jealous of the devil and will make you follow his ideas to kill the demon cultivator, and in the same way, those immortal cultivators or demon cultivators who have had a holiday with Shan Qi, do you think they will let you go? ”

Yes, Su Ze is very right, according to Shan Qi's thoughts and sayings, killing demon cultivators is in accordance with the way of heaven and understanding the right path, so Shan Qi will definitely let her follow his ideas, and when the time comes, when the time comes, there will be thousands of demon cultivators who will stand up, and they will choose to avenge their friends and families, and those who have a holiday with Shan Qi are afraid of being suddenly turned into the nourishment of the little demon every day, so they will choose to strike first.

"I know," Su Xi nodded, after Su Ze's analysis, things became so strict.

"Well, then you look in which direction to go now," Although Su Xi was a little stupid and stupid, he still made Su Ze feel very relieved when he said it.

Which direction are you going? Speaking of which, Su Xi still couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, so he looked around and found that there seemed to be a road on the left.

"Let's go this way, then,"

"Okay," Anyway, I don't know the specific location of that demon cultivator, no matter where he goes, Su Ze doesn't care.

A shoulder-length curly quilt, a strip of black cloth was messily tied behind his head, the bangs on his forehead were slightly curled and not long or short, wet and sticking to his cheeks, covering his tired and painful eyes, and a wide black shirt, covered with dark dry blood and white gray stains, reflecting the woman who was not only thin but also depressed.

The woman's right hand dragged a corpse that was not yet fully dead, and moved forward mechanically.

The body that was dragged was dragged with its tongue cut off, and its tendons and tendons were broken, but not a single tear came out of his eyes that were open and looked around—for his pain nerves had been severed.

The woman dragged the man in her hand into the room, stripped it naked and threw it into the bathtub where the water was placed, picked up the brush next to it and brushed it on the man's body, the action was mechanical and skillful, as if she had done it many times.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the woman muttered while brushing, obviously apologetic, all mechanical.

The man opened his eyes, just staring at the woman's smooth and pointed chin, the pain was gone, the fear was gone, he didn't feel anything anymore, he just kept watching, watching.

An hour passed, and the woman stood up, picked up the black cloth strip next to her, wrapped it around the man's eyes layer after layer, then let go of the water in the bathtub, and took the canopy and poured it on the man's body until she was satisfied.

"I'm sorry that's all I can do"

After speaking, the woman opened the curtain, picked up a neatly folded bath towel on the shelf, wiped it on the man's body, then wrapped the man's body with the bath towel, picked the man up, laboriously put it on the side of the push chair, and then pushed the push chair towards the closed door

The "Orans" woman knocked on the door, then opened it and pushed the chair inside.

At the moment of opening the door, the woman hooked the corners of her mouth to reveal a smile, and then covered her face with her hands in pain, trembling all over, and her voice was not mechanical.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't want to, I don't want to" (To be continued.) )