Rotten mountains and sea of blood, with a strong smell of blood, Feng Jiutian finished killing the last wolf and walked in front of Yan Ye with a big grin.

Helped him out of it, and a pair of small hands caressed his handsome face.

"Well, do you still have the strength to go?" Autumn eyes are like water, full of moving, soft and boneless little hands are slicing around his face.

"Jiu'er, don't be naughty." He opened his eyes, and made a gesture to brush the little hand on his face, and when he saw her nervous look, he didn't move.

"Let's go quickly, those two ghosts have already gone out to find the Eastern Emperor Desert, I think they may arrive in a while, and we won't be able to escape then." He picked him up and staggered outside.

Feeling that it was in the way, he turned into a hug around his waist, stood on tiptoe, flew on his sword, and galloped away.

Although she had just learned the art of imperial swordsmanship, she was not very flexible, and her speed was naturally not comparable to those who were skilled, but her speed was not slow.

After a while, the sword was on the open sky, the white clouds were curling, the floating clouds were blowing, and the silky smooth wind was blowing, which was extremely fresh and comfortable.

Looking up at the sky, the world in the sky has always been out of her reach, it is too high, too far away, when she first came to this continent, she thought it was the whole world, but she didn't know that there was a sky outside the sky.

It's like the thousands of stars outside the earth, revolving around a fixed orbit every day, the earth is just an inconspicuous little star among the stars, and she is just the most ordinary one in the vast sea of people on the earth.

"Jiu'er, do you like the deity?" He asked the question suddenly, with a wicked smile on his grim face.

Although his face was a little pale, it was much redder than before.

Feng Jiutian was stupid by his sudden question, he never thought that he would ask her such a thing, and his feet were unstable, and he almost fell.

What's the matter, she's concentrating on flying now, how can he disturb her mind, if he's not careful, he'll die a tragic death.

"I don't want to answer." Feng Jiutian blushed and said stubbornly.

"Jiu'er? Isn't this scary? Answer: Buddha-figures? The deity would love to know the place of the deity in your mind. In a domineering tone, his bony hands wrapped around her waist, and his eyes looked at her fixedly, as if there were only two of them left in this world.

", I don't want to talk to you." Her heart is very hot, and even though she already knows that she likes him, she is not the kind of person who will admit it easily.

A trace of sharpness crossed his amethyst-colored eyes, and he quickly disappeared, "Jiu'er, the deity likes you, the deity loves you, so the deity wants to know ......"

Love her, he said that he loved her, not excited, unhappy, it must be fake, but she was afraid, and she didn't know why she had that kind of fear that went deep into her bones, that urge to escape from him.

She didn't know why, she just couldn't say it, she was very frightened in her heart, thinking that thousands of stone ants were biting her heart over and over again.

It was so painful for her to break free from the cage that held her captive. "Ahh

One by one, voices appeared in front of her, all of them stretched out their fingers at her, abusing her. The same sentence comes out of their mouths.

A sentence lingered clearly in her ears, "God and demons have an affair, and there will be no return, the sky will thunder, the sky will thunder." ”

Her eyes gradually became cloudy, and she muttered the words, God and Demon Stone, all the catastrophes will not be recovered, and the sky will thunder.

The wound on his body that had not yet healed was opened again, the flesh was blurred, and a strip of salt was sprinkled.

What is it? What was her painful past in her past life? She only remembered part of the memory, but why was there still a blank space missing, she thought it didn't exist or was unimportant, but now it seems, it wasn't.

She knew that it was a master who sealed that memory for her, and even reincarnation, but she never thought about it, and the master of the world also told her not to think about it until she had to.

What is it? What the hell? Can't remind her? She just wanted to know, even if she knew, she would hurt when she recalled that memory.

She clutched her head and roared, her screams echoing through the valley, huddled on her sword.

Covering the missing part of his chest, he couldn't stop crying.

Pear blossoms, depressed, she is a strong person, she has not experienced any calamity, but why did she cry twice on the same day.

Yan Ye crossed a trace of pain in his eyes, bent down, and hugged her tightly, no matter how she struggled, no matter how she scolded, he never let go.

"I'm sorry, Jiu'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you like this." The beauty was in tears, but it hurt him, and thinking of what he was going to do to him in the future, he suddenly felt that he was sorry for her, but he had to do it.

He didn't call himself a Buddha-figure, but called me.

Feng Jiutian's heart moved, and he looked up at him, the tears in his eyes had not yet dried, "Yan Yeming, I'm sorry, I don't know, I don't know, why I want to say it, but it doesn't let me say it, but, no one has ever been so good to me, Yan Yeming, thank you." ”

His breath was suffocated, and he hugged her tightly, as if he was about to rub it into his arms, "Jiu'er, not only the deity is good to you in this world, but also Yan Liyue, Donglin Yeche, Xuan Ming, you are so beautiful, I am afraid that they will snatch you away." ”

"I've never stepped on two boats." Feng Jiutian snorted coldly, wiped away his tears, and looked at him solemnly,

"Good, good, the deity believes in you, and the deity will only like you alone." He smiled and reached out to scratch the tip of her nose.

"Go away." Feng Jiutian pushed away his intimate movements, rolled his eyes and said, "How do I think, you seem to have something to hide from me." She looked at him deeply, very seriously.

The palms of his hands were clenched fiercely, "Yan Yeming, you'd better not lie to me, you'd better never lie to me, there is no room for deception in my world."

If anything happens in the future, if you cheat on me, I really can't forgive you. ”

She didn't know, but deep in her soul, she was extremely disgusted with deception, as if she came from a previous life and had been integrated into her soul.

"Jiu'er, believe in the deity." Yan Yeming said word by word, but his heart was extremely painful, like a knife cut.

What should come, still has to come, but in this life, will it be a catastrophe, and the sky will thunder?

"Okay, I trust you." She was crying just now, and she smiled like a flower in an instant, and at this time, because of her actions just now, she didn't control the direction of the sword, and the sword fell quickly.