His face changed dramatically, and all mildness and calmness fell apart.

"Where are you going... Go to the Nine-Fold Demon Tower? ”

"That's just nonsense, someone with a heart is deliberately trying to kill you!"

"Crown, give me time, I'll take care of it, there will be no problem"

Even if it is to kill to stop killing, it will not hesitate!

"Jun Yuqing"

She called him.

It's been ten years, and it's been ten years since I ascended the throne.

Or rather, I've known each other for almost twenty years.

She called him by name for the first time.

He felt like his whole heart was going to crack.

"You Are a King"

You are king,

So know what to do best.

Just because he's a king!

"King!" He roared, strode forward, and grabbed the door.

"I know I'm a king! This world is mine! So what! I am a king! But I'm never so far away from you! Not a single step close! ”

"I don't want to think about anything more, I just want to see you, a year, ten years, I don't care! These three steps away, even if it is like this for a lifetime, I have no regrets, but you... You can't do this. ”

"You can treat me as before, an ordinary and unfavored prince, a Confucian scholar, a court, you can treat strangers, but you have always avoided me"

His pupils were scarlet.

Angry?

There is only sadness.

"What the hell am I doing wrong?"

He didn't dare to get closer, he was more restrained than anyone in the world, and Loulan was presumptuous. Even the little sister admires her, and can get her gentleness and tolerance.

What about him?

They all said that they couldn't ask for it, but he didn't ask for it. I just hope she's safe.

Isn't that all right?

He covered his face and took a deep breath, his lips trembling.

Looking at the person who was facing him in the haze of the screen window.

I can't see her face clearly, so I naturally can't see her expression clearly.

But... He knew they had never come close.

She thinks of the common people in her heart, and he holds the world in his hands.

Any throbbing will make it all a dead knot.

He took a few steps back and knelt down.

"Crown, even if I beg you. You can't go to the Ninefold Demon Tower, give me three more days."

How many years and how many generations have been dedicated to the high priest. No king ever knelt.

The people in the back were scared.

The people in the house were also stunned.

Then he smiled wryly.

"You're no match for her...."

"I'm no match for her"

That tone contained great helplessness.

And then in an image... It probably exists in the memory of this young king.

Who is she?

The sky finally tore apart.

Vast expanses of blood rendered the ground a blood-red color.

The crow and the golden crow shoot down...

Be born!

Condensation of the human body.

They were two women covered in blood and scarred.

Blood fell from their fingertips.

But it wasn't the blood of the Terrans, not even the blood of the Witches. It's only the sacrificial blood in witchcraft. It is simulated as the spiritual blood of the golden crow from the magic power, but the more blood, the more cruel their killing.

Flesh and blood bloom.

But in a matter of seconds, the torn flesh quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two faced each other, their breath floating.

Seems weak.

After all, the witchcraft just now is the top-level witchcraft - the black nest.

As soon as the black nest came out, it covered the sky and the sun, and killed the four wilds.

Who won the hell?

When everyone noticed that Sui Yi's flesh and blood recovery speed was a little faster than Wu Xiao's.

The winner is decided.

Wu Xiao's lips squirmed, and his expression was indifferent. But if she is as arrogant as she is, she really won't repay her debts. It's just that...

She was just about to say something, but suddenly her face changed, and the strength of the whole person was adjusted, and the others were shocked, thinking that this person was going to continue, but saw that Wu Xiao's posture was not an attack, but a defense.

She's on the defensive.

Because of fear.

What can frighten her is not casualness.

Sui Yi's face was also extremely pale, obviously his face was relatively normal when he had just defeated Wu Xiao, but all the blood was removed in an instant.

Because she felt a breath.

And what the people present felt was only cold, and they couldn't move to be controlled!

Five hundred meters away, the first person of the internal guard who had arrived was suspended in the air, unable to move his fingers, only looking ahead in horror.

In the midst of the messy arena.

On the largest crack in the shadow wall, the image is hazy.

The willpower is fading.

It was a barren plain, outside the Ninefold Demon Tower, he was grief-stricken, but he saw that the clouds were wrapped up in silver gas, and they floated out hazy...

It floated out.

Ethereal and graceful, like a fairy, charming and charming.

Touching the bare branches, but also touching the petals floating in the air, slightly soft, slowly fluttering...

Then he arrived in front of Sui Yi, slowly condensed, and condensed into a rough human form.

Alone.

A woman.

A woman in a robe.

The robe had no pattern or decoration, only a flowing mercury-like texture, and a height similar to that of Yi, the robe was loose, and the underneath was slitted, revealing the faintly long legs, snow-white and delicate, when the bare feet fell on the dirty ground.

The ground bloomed with frost and snow.

The width is scattered for several miles.

The bare cherry blossom tree turned into an ice blossom tree.

Beautiful.

It should be said that this is the perfect ice and snow simulation.

Ice and snow turn into cherry blossoms.

But it's not cold at all.

It's like spring.

She stood in front of Sui Yi, only half a meter away, leaned forward slightly, and stretched out her hand...

The hand was more slender than Sui Yi, and there was also a ring on the index finger that resembled the beak of the golden crow, but it was pure silver with black, and when she stretched out her hand, the golden light of the beak of the golden crow dimmed.

The little golden crow also whimpered and lowered his head, trembling a little.

As for Gu Sansi. I have already bitten my lip flap.

She... How could she still be there.

Those cold fingers, slowly....

It was slow, and it gave a terrible feeling of suffocation.

Obviously, her hand was stretched out to Sui Yi.

But everyone thought that her slender fingers could easily crush their souls.

And the finger fell on Sui Yi's miserable white face.

Cold, cold.

Sui Yi's pupils fluttered.

A face was reflected in her eyes.

Cold? Exquisite? Beautiful?

Even if the city and the country are overwhelmed, it is not enough to describe it.

She is God.

A true God.

Some words don't apply to her.

It can only be said. Everything about her is above the living.

Even the two hands that landed on her face were the most perfect works of art.

And this man... It's the same existence as the high priest.

Su Zimu and Mo Ke, the only ones who had seen the real high priest up close, looked at this person in a trance.

But there was a strong fear that prompted them to lower their heads.

But before I could look down, I heard the woman's voice.

"You're scared"

Fear?

Sui Yi has almost never been afraid, but at this moment, she does have a kind of fear.

from this person.

She wanted to speak. But he couldn't say anything, he could only purse his lips and look at the perfection of every inch of the woman's face in front of him.

Only those eyes. She didn't dare to look at it.

Because she saw through everything about her first.

"What are you afraid of, no one in this world knows you better than me..."

"Your soul, disgusted. Like. Cowardice, rejoicing..."

She said casually, holding her face slowly, gently lifting her chin, her fingertips rubbing down the smooth and delicate skin, over the bridge of her nose, down her cheeks, and along her chin.

"And. Your body"

Her fingers pressed to Sui Yi's lips.

If Chu Yu is drunk, he is drunk and presumptuous under the connivance of Sui Yi because of guilt.

Then this woman is completely powerful and preyed.

There was no one present in those eyes. is only controlled by her chin.

Sui Yi didn't breathe, because of the witch body, but her soul did, because she had been a person for too long.

Whether it is the reincarnation of the ninth or the stay in the world during the period of the high priest.

She has a strong popularity in her bones.

But this man is not.

Every strand of her hair shows her strength and supremacy, and her body and soul have no sense of breathing.

"God.. The Moon"

Sui Yi said softly, the tip of her tongue trembled a little, half of the tone came from herself, and half of the tone came from. The true High Priest.

There was some confusion in her mind, not of fear, but from the throbbing of the high priest.

"Ahh Do you remember me?"

Shen Zhiyue's face was expressionless, but his fingers were rubbing Sui Yi's lips back and forth, and faintly wanted to be contained in Sui Yi's lips.

Uninhibited and presumptuous.

Swingy and cold.

"Or are you afraid that I'll hurt these things and make you sad? So I had to compromise... Just like back then."

Sui Yi tilted her head, and the finger detached from her lips.

But I felt a slight pressure on the fingers on my chin.

Knocked her face over.

"Say"

Say, say what?

This man is too strong.

It was as if he was going to devour her in pieces.

Sui Yi hoped that the original high priest would come back, but knowing that she was now half a high priest, at least, she could already feel her involuntary throbbing and... Fear.

Sui Yi closed his eyes and held the other party's hand pinching his chin, his lips and teeth were a little cold

"I just think so... It's just not good."

"What's worse, it's not that I haven't done it" Shen Zhiyue reached out, brushed a strand of hair hanging from her ear, and gently pinned it to the back of her head, the movement was gentle, but it was creepy.

“．．．．．”

Sui Yi shook the other party's hand for a moment.

What the heck?

But it was also at that time, there was a shadow wall next to it, and there happened to be such a scene in it.

It was the wide collapse that the king and the high priest lay on their sides, half a wall apart, looking at each other.

The king's expression was very tired and hazy, and he was unwilling.

"Give me a little more time and don't go"

The green silk was wrapped around the slender and thin body, the eyebrows and eyes were soft, and the high priest looked at him and didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and nodded his eyebrows.

A drop of blood seeps in.

"I'm sorry"

He fell asleep, and she turned into a cloud of white smoke that seeped out of the window...

Drift away.

That's parting.

Also...

Su Zimu and the others suddenly felt that the power of control suddenly increased, and they made a graz.

Broken bones.

Beholder. (To be continued.) )