Chapter Thirty-Seven: Let Her Go
The cold light of the blade reflected Yan Luo's pale complexion, and she curled up like an ant, shrouded in such an embarrassed sword light, maybe the next second would be the destruction that followed.
But at this time, there was a dead silence in her heart, who was the baby who planted the curse? Is this a monster yourself? Is it yourself who has been looking for the enemy of destroying your home for so long?
The side face was very dry, there was no tears, but it was very calm, and there was a slight light on the back that radiated through the blue and blue clothes.
The painting became more and more dazzling, and it had already flown to the ink pupil in front of it, and a bright red light suddenly appeared on its body, which was worthy of saving Yanluo from under the sword.
He flew in the air with her, watching her curl up like a wounded little beast, her messy hair covering her forehead, and her autumn-like eyes were dead and silent.
He could only whisper softly in her ear, "Cry out if it hurts, don't bear it!" Hearing his voice, Yanluo opened her eyes blankly, and Mo Tong moved her lips happily to say something, but she closed her eyes from then on, and under the curled eyelashes, two lines of tears snaked down, silently crawling all over her face.
Mo Tong sighed lightly, and took out a towel with one hand to wipe his tears for Yanluo, but who knew that the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, and after a while, the whole towel was already soaked.
Mo Tong withdrew his hand, but there were no tears on Yan Luo's face, and a sharp blade suddenly whistled past the root of his ear.
Mo Tong looked sideways, and the Heavenly Crown Yuan Soul was already level with him like a ghost
His translucent face shone brightly, "Do you want to be a deserter so soon?" Yanluozi, will you just hide in a man's arms and pretend to be weak? In the same month, the city fell. Defend yourself as a fragile feathered demon with all the power of the city. What a joke! β
"I'm afraid that the great god of Gonggong is going to die, I can't imagine that his daughter is just a timid rat!"
"Shut up!" Mo Tong rolled out a palm at the figure beside him, and the red light shone out. The old man's phantom shattered into pieces in an instant.
Mo Tong let go of his hand slightly, but Yanluo hugged him tightly like a snake, and his brows frowned slightly.
"Do you think you're in big trouble?" The old man's voice came from mid-air.
The originally shattered faces converged again, still following them like ghosts.
Mo Tong hugged Yan Luo tighter, and the big red fairy clothes turned into a cloak and soon fell to the ground.
The ghostly old man landed not far away at the same time, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an unclear smile.
"What? Want to give up? It's also wise to give up now. The beautiful woman in your arms will become more terrible than the evil spirit at some point! The old man smiled proudly.
Mo Tong looked at Yanluo and straightened the messy hair on her forehead, "You're wrong." I don't want to give up on her, and I won't give up! It's you, let's talk about a deal! Mo Tong showed a sparse smile.
"Oh? Do you think you're still qualified to negotiate terms with me now? The old man squinted slightly, looking at Mo Tong thoughtfully.
"The qualifications depend on what you get in exchange!" Mo Tong said idly, "You also heard what the guy from Tai Bai Xing said." His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven wants him to protect my safety no matter what means! β
"So what?"
"That said. You can't kill me, or hurt me, or you're an enemy of His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor of the Nine Heavens!" Mo Tong smiled, but this smile only floated in the corner of his mouth and did not penetrate into his heart.
The old man snorted coldly: "Does the little doll know who she is negotiating with about the conditions?" β
"Of course I know, the guardian magic weapon of the Nine Heavens, the ancient soul is pouring into the sky, and Mo Tong apologizes for not knowing your name!" Mo Tong bowed to the old man extremely gentlemanly.
The old man was unmoved, "You little baby, you know more etiquette than many dolls in the heavenly realm!" β
"In this way, the old man will sell his favor to you. Let go of the feather demon and leave the demon world. Go wherever you want, the old man will treat you as if he has never seen you! He said it very easily, and Mo Tong blinked, "Mo Tong is going to leave, but he is definitely going to leave with Yanluo!" β
The old man's smile stiffened at the corner of his lips: "In this way, don't blame the old man for not being emotional!" After finishing speaking, his hands were folded, palms facing each other, and a piece of golden light was pushed away. This light instantly destroys any living creature in its vicinity.
Mo Tong looked at the point of light clearly. He knew that this was the true power of the Heavenly Crown.
subconsciously lowered his eyes, but met Yanluo's open eyes.
Yanluo smiled at him, already pretty in front of him, and between the four eyes, Yanluo spoke first, "Will you forget me!" β
The golden halo set off the entire demon world extremely brightly, and all the secrets that were originally hidden in the darkness seemed to be stimulated in an instant, and the halo reflected on Yanluo's face, gilding her slender body with a faint layer of gold.
Mo Tong looked at her, as if her body was being swallowed up by golden light little by little, but the warm smile on her face did not freeze at the corners of her mouth, but continued to expand.
"Yanluo, what are you going to do!"
"Don't!"
Mo Tong stretched out his hand at her, and Yan Luo also stretched out his hand, close at hand, but the two of them couldn't even hold hands, Yan Luo was already engulfed in golden light.
Mo Tong let out a mournful scream. The old man was suddenly shocked by the red light that instantly turned out, and flew far away, and was thrown heavily on the ground.
He got up in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "I heard that Yue Lao's special power was used to consume the power of balance given by the Creator so much, aren't you afraid of the power of backlash?"
As he spoke, he suddenly spread out his palm, and the red light in his palm turned his head and was about to be projected onto Mo Tong's body.
Ink Pupil snorted and fell to the ground. A white shadow rushed up: "Senior, relax!" Let's listen to Tai Bai Xing! β
The old man glared and said with a fierce look, "You'd better have a reason for saying the past!" He closed his palms when he finished speaking.
Tai Bai Xing looked at Mo Tong with a wry smile and said, "Old man, look, let me discuss with you, the task entrusted to me by His Majesty is to protect the life of Yue Lao Mo Tong no matter what!" β
"So what? Do you have anything new to say! What does this have to do with the old man! β
"But it's irrelevant, but if you want Yanluozi's life, you need the help of juniors!" Said that Taibai had approached the old man.
The old man shook his hand impatiently, "What are you doing so close to me?" β
Tai Bai Xing grinned and whispered something in the old man's ear.
"Don't you think it's strange to Motong! After all, this is still the entrance to the demon world, and now this place is about to turn upside down, why is there no movement at all in the night," Yan Luo said slowly
Mo Tong groaned slightly, pinched his fingers and counted the hour, and said, "How could he not be there, at this time, he must be hiding in a corner to observe the movement here!" β
Yan Luowu nodded to herself, and her eyes suddenly turned to a cluster of purple flowers not far away, which were blooming very beautifully, and she looked at the flowers in a daze.
"What are you looking at?"
"Isn't that flower unusually charming?" Yanluo raised her chin slightly.
The corners of Mo Tong's lips hooked up a smile, "Such a lonely fragrance can be undefeated to be able to bloom, it is really extraordinary!" β
Mo Tong and Yan Luo looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time, they heard the old man's voice coming, "You are really the right-hand man of His Majesty the Nine Heavenly Emperors!" It's all the same, it's all like thisβ" Yanluo didn't hear the old man's words.
"Motong, I have to get out! I can't be too selfish and give up my life for my own personal vendetta. But I have harmed these spirits who have made a contract with me! Yanluo instantly turned back into the feather demon with a slight coolness.
The ink pupils said softly, "No, there must be a way to get out!" (To be continued......)