The ghost is covered with a whole person, what a strange feeling, but so warm... Cordial.

A strange feeling arises spontaneously from the bottom of a cold and hard heart.

He subconsciously covered Ziqing's hand with his big bony hand, and touched it gently with temptation and uncertainty, for fear that when he touched it, he would be like all previous scenes, just hearing about his external name and feeling reverence and yearning, but after they saw his appearance clearly, even if they suppressed the disgusting in their hearts and said words against their hearts, they were doing repulsive and disgusting actions in their eyes, both in their eyes and in their bodies.

When he did get close to them, they avoided him like a femme fatale, and even the kindest and gentlest touch was an insult to their delicate faces......

He was hurt again and again, and they were screaming there...... He can only defend against their harm with evil and the same disdain. Didn't they hate him? Well, he's just as disgusted. There was a deep fear and disdain in their eyes, and he abandoned it...... That's fair.

He thought that if they had more strength than him, they would not hesitate to kill him.

Therefore, no one has ever been so close to him, and he faced him without any disgust, and a strange throbbing floated in his heart.

After confirming that the delicacy and warmth touched in his hands were real, there was no disgust or pity for the ugly potholes on his face, and there was no evasion and retreat because of his touch, with a sense of firmness in his sincerity, he could not have imagined that there were people... Someone is willing to touch him and hold it in the palm of his hand like a treasure.

The smooth big hand finally grabbed the soft and delicate piece of the palm, and rubbed it like nostalgia... Then hold it tightly in the palm of your hand!

It took a while to react. The tilted triangular eyes stared at Ziqing tightly, and his voice trembled a little: "You." You...... What I just said... Can... It's true? ”

Zijing's heart was inexplicably sour, and she could clearly sense that the other party's gray-white eyeballs that protruded like frogs were full of longing and expectation. I can't tell what I feel in my heart, there is pity, and there is ...... I can't bear it. But now was not the time to express these emotions, and the gaze he had received before must have been one of pity in addition to disgust.

Ziqing feels that the real harm is not the kind of real knife and gun, but the person who wears the coat of "kindness" and then looks at you with a picture of "pity" and "pity" for you. They will dissect your present pain little by little, and then grow it infinitely, and then count out how "pitiful" you are...... In fact, they are there to find solace and a sense of existence in their lives in addition to watching others suffer. I'm afraid that his heart is not as full of "compassion" as his mouth says, or even schadenfreude, and then he goes to another place to write your "pain" into a paragraph, and every day he will take turns to listen to others, and then think about his own life from the embarrassing, sympathetic, and indifferent responses of others...... Well, it seems pretty good.

Think about it. Zi Jing retracted his previous smile, and his expression became extremely sincere. Taking a deep breath, he looked extremely emotional, and leaned down slightly. Leaned his head on the other party's shoulder, and said shyly: "It's really stupid, from now on, I, Xing Yansheng, will be your person." Death is your ......"

For the sake of survival, but also for the sake of ...... The moment in his heart touched.

Maybe it's because she's traveled through so many lives. She has seen all kinds of people and things, so she is more immune to skin appearance. Just now, in an instant. She suddenly thought of a question, if she said that when she first met Jiuli, the other party was like this. And then "confess" to yourself, will you agree?

At this moment, Zi Jing had the answer in her heart, if she was precious to him and shared the same beliefs and values, she thought, she would.

Therefore, this time, even if "Xing Yan" and him did not have any "emotional foundation" before, and he also had such an "unbearable" antecedent, but now the fact is that she has become his wife.

If there is still a trace of goodness and pure land in his heart, she is willing to give it a go.

The dry hand covered the soft lips of Ziqing...... The word "ghost" was forcibly gagged in his mouth.

Zi Jing's heart was inexplicably agitated, he, didn't he even want to let himself say that unlucky word?

At this moment, the ugly face that was imprinted into Ziqing's sight was less like the previous madness and indifference, more like ...... A little bunny who is wounded and longing and seeking solace.

The deep voice was a little hoarse, "Yan'er...... I will do everything I can in this life and this life, and I will protect you! ”

Inexplicably, Ziqing shivered from the bottom of his heart.

She suddenly felt like a wolf grandmother in a floral apron who had cheated Little Red Riding Hood's favorite candy away.

Subconsciously tightened his arms and let out a soft "um" from his throat.

The rise of a generation of peerless geniuses, if there is no protagonist halo, then there is only the most cruel tempering and the opportunity and tenacity to become a phoenix.

Ghost Mochou belongs to the latter. He is the descendant of a pair of genius cultivators, who were hunted down by the enemy because of the grievances of his father, and the woman with the appearance of the country and the city took her captive and put her in a jar, and fed her like a worm, and all his memories are all kinds of torture without a limit... It's a miracle to be able to survive.

With great strength, he tortured the woman to death in the most brutal way. Thinking that time can really dilute everything, in a secret treasure search, he could have left alone, but he saw a female cultivator with a peerless appearance Chu Chu pitiful begging for help, and he felt compassion in his heart, and he was also injured at the same time as breaking the formation. But the other party took advantage of his gratitude to kill the killer when he was seriously injured, and he tried his best to resist, and he was also irreparably damaged.

His hatred for women is extreme, especially beautiful women. Later, he became the sect master of the Ghost Dao Sect, and most of the disciples he recruited were paranoid in one way or another. As his strength and fame gradually climbed throughout the cultivation realm, whether it was for cultivation or his future, some women who didn't know his roots came one after another, or were sent by those who wanted to cling to him.

He doesn't accept concubines, so no matter who it is, as long as you want to follow me, that's good, he will give the other party the title of "madam". Maybe he still longs for that part of the other party to give him respect from the bottom of his heart.

But it backfired, and the candle night in the cave room was torn open again and again with blood, ravaged and then sprinkled with salt, and of course, it also became a nightmare for those women.

Just a glance, disgust, fear and disdain in the eyes of the other party. Once again, he brought out the evil that he was hiding in his heart, and killed the women in a fit of rage.

They don't understand until they die, why there is still such a thing in the world... Such an ugly person? Shouldn't the Ghost Dao Sect Master, who is famous in the cultivation realm, be tall, handsome, handsome, personable, handsome and elegant, like those powerful cultivators? …… (To be continued.) )