The night was deep, and the Phantom Moon Priest floated out of the eyebrow platform.

An old man was waiting for her outside.

The two of them floated away side by side, and the old man said in a low voice: "There is news from the Female Venerable, the heavenly and human physique can be met but not sought, let us pull the eldest princess Luanmei into our sect no matter what, even if it costs more, we will not hesitate." ”

The Phantom Moon Priest said, "Since it is the decision of the Lady, we will do it." ”

The old man said: "About the matter of Jianli......"

The Phantom Moon Priest said coldly: "That child's heart is not pious, and unlike other virgin candidates, Jian Li has not really seen the Holy Phoenix. The Holy Phoenix blood in her body is only inherited by relying on the mother-daughter blood between me and her. This time, we have lost several alternate virgins in the capital, although her heart is not pious, but after all, she is also a candidate virgin with the blood of the Holy Phoenix, and it was also because of the female lord, I felt that she was quite talented, so I asked her to exchange blood for her by the method of turning fate, and now it is the time to employ people, so I will temporarily keep her life. ”

Murderous: "Don't worry, if she makes a mistake again, even if she is my daughter, I will definitely solve her with my own hands." ”

The two of them disappeared into darkness......

***

In the middle of the eyebrows, about an hour later, the girl who was moaning in pain curled up in the corner.

The candle flame on the copper platform had long been extinguished, and the deepest silence fell outside.

The girl knew that she had disappointed her mother, because she had never been a true believer in the Holy Phoenix, and she had never been truly pious in her heart.

Unlike other alternate virgins, although she also has the blood of the Holy Phoenix in her body, she cannot feel the sacredness and majesty of the Holy Phoenix...... Obviously, her mother is so religious, she dedicated everything to the Holy Phoenix and to Zoroastrianism, why can't she do it herself?

She didn't understand it herself......

If, according to the way of the "Holy Blood" of other virgin candidates, probably, she will belong to the kind of person who has failed to plant Holy Blood...... It's like Naning Xiaomeng.

However, in Zoroastrianism, family affection is never spoken, and everyone dedicates their lives and life goals to the Holy Phoenix. If she can't be a virgin candidate for the goddess of goodness, then she will be sent away, she will never see her mother again, and she will lose her only relative in this world. So, at a very young age, she had already made a decision, she wanted to become the most perfect believer of the Holy Phoenix, and she wanted to replace her mother and become a goddess of goodness.

She still remembers that when she was just a child, she proudly told her mother about her goal, and her mother at that time was very happy and happy, holding her in circles in the red plum forest.

She will never forget the warmth of her mother at that moment, at that moment.

She will never forget the red dancing in the sky!

But now, she actually betrayed her mother, betrayed her mother's faith, and betrayed the ...... her mother gave her That holy and noble blood of the Holy Phoenix!

Just for that one person......

She knew that she should repent and repent of the mistakes she had made. She should have forgotten about that person from now on, obviously...... Obviously, from the beginning, he knew that it was impossible for him to be with him, and he knew that if he did this, he would hurt him and himself sooner or later. It's clear that I've already decided and won't think about him anymore......

But...... Can't do it...... I don't know why I just can't do it......

In her heart, in her mind, I don't know why he always appears, every poem he writes, she just wants to read it over and over again, obviously he is so hateful, so arrogant, humiliated her, made her angry, but I don't know why, she just can't forget him...... I can't forget him!

The wind suddenly rushed into the house, like a rolling murderous aura, and swept in like a flood. Everything around her, at this moment, seemed to be frozen, the sky was frozen, and even the ground was frozen with mysterious frost. Something had broken into her room, and she could even perceive the astonishing murderous aura that was surging above her in front of her like a black vortex.

She looked up, and a black, huge hand grew bigger and bigger in her eyes, like the palm of a djinn pressed down on a vulnerable ant.

Death and destruction, this is the meaning of its existence at this moment.

She remembered very well that it was not the first time she had seen such a hand, that night, in that crazy night, she had escaped under such a black but terrible palm, and her companion had not been so fated.

The black, weird, like the palm of the plague forged by the god of death that broke through the sky, like Mount Tai, pressed down on her forehead, irresistible, irresistible, and then inexplicably stopped...... It stopped only a line away from her forehead.

She deeply believed that if it pressed a little more, her head would burst open.

"Are you here to kill me?" She actually laughed, she laughed with tears streaming down her face, laughing miserably, laughing with despair, and at the same time, with a sense of relief as if she was about to come out of the torment of the depths of purgatory, "You...... Kill me! ”

Behind the big, black giant palm, the boy hidden, his cold and infinite killing eyes, looked more or less confused at this moment. The girl at the bottom of the diagonal slope, dressed in the thinnest clothes, hugged her knees, curled helplessly in the gloomy corner, although she raised her head, her face was full of tears, her eyes were full of sorrow, and the joy that seemed to come suddenly because she knew that she was about to die, her bloodless face was full of sadness, and her fair skin trembled in trembling.

The boy frowned tightly, and the mysterious light, centered on him, spread out around, and he saw that there were pages with verses scattered on the ground. Every sentence on these pages was so familiar to him.

- "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear!" ”

- "As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world!" ”

- "There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?" ”

- "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete!" ”

These poems, scattered in front of the girl, are like spider webs, trapping her who is weak and helpless at this moment, like a moth that cannot find a flame in the dark, in the coming liberation, the tears shed wordlessly, in the knife-like heartache, the beauty of loneliness, like a butterfly about to be made into a specimen, showing its last charm, smiling, nostalgic, but already ...... Desperate!

At this moment, the boy's murderous aura swept the entire room, just like the palm of the Buddha in the story, which could overturn the girl at any time, instantly shattering her bones. It's just that I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I feel that I have probably made a mistake.

He looked at the girl's eyes full of mist and tears, looked at the poems on the ground, thought back to these days, her strange behavior that he always couldn't figure out, and even recalled that time, on the willow bank, when she looked back and saw another "him", the light in her eyes suddenly flashed.

These clues were finally clearly combined at this moment, and at this moment, he had a feeling of being overwhelmed. After thinking about it, he felt that he should still kill her, this woman was even more troublesome than he thought beforehand, but was it really good to kill her like this?

Hey, it's really troublesome, and sure enough, at that time, his "hero saves beauty"...... Actually, it's a cocoon, right?

The black giant palm, which had almost touched his forehead, did not go any further, but slowly retracted it. The girl's eyes widened, and she saw the boy who appeared behind the black palm, which was a strange feeling, he was dressed in black, floating there, and the whole world seemed to be frozen by him.

The killing intent that pierced the bone marrow and covered everything around it with frost slowly retreated. The boy looked at her condescendingly and said nothing.

Is he taking pity on me? There was some anger in the girl's heart, she was so humble that even the god of death who came to take her life had to pity her? Or was he trying to torture her, abuse her, and force her to reveal more secrets related to Zoroastrianism?

However, this is clearly not the case. The boy just folded his hands on his chest, floated in front of her, and said slowly, "Make a wish!" ”

Wish? The girl's eyes widened...... He even told her to make a wish?

But when I looked at it again, the boy was no longer as cold as he had just now, and he was floating there, and his body seemed to radiate spiritual light, which was like the rising sun, and it filled the whole room. He is so majestic, so holy.

Could it be that he—he's not just the black god of death who harvests life, he's also a little god who can bring blessings to people and make people's wishes come true? The girl felt a little incredulous, but he did let her make a wish, if he was not a little god who could help people make their wishes, why did he let her make a wish?

"I want to get ...... Happiness! She looked at the little god, hesitated for a moment, and then said her wish.

Yes, she never wanted to be a goddess of goodness, she never wanted to get that so-called, eternal life, she just wanted ...... Happiness belongs to the happiness of normal people.

She wants to be able to be with her loved ones, to be able to be with the people she likes...... Lifetime.

With nervous and excited eyes, she looked at the little god who radiated a mysterious aura with admiration...... Since he's made her make a wish, he must be able to make it come true, right? Otherwise, why would he let her make a wish to him?

In his eyes, the little god clasped his hands on his chest, solemn and sacred, like a god looking down on the common people, looking at her: "Your requirements are too high...... Do it yourself! ”

Immediately after that, with a strong wind, it flew out with a swish. With a snap, the open door closed by itself, and he departed like this, leaving behind the stunned girl.

The girl sat in the corner of the wall, her eyes wide open, and her mouth wide open, didn't she say okay and let me make a wish? Didn't you say okay to fulfill my wish? Suddenly, he snorted and laughed. Holding his hands tightly in his heart, the pain just now, like a knife cut, is much better at the moment. She, she's ...... I was amused by him!!

***

By the dyed river, everything was quiet, and Ning Jiang turned over from the bed.

"Brother, did you kill her?" Beside him, Xiaomeng, who was guarding his body, looked at him, "Chop off her head, or let her head explode with a bang?" ”

The candle flame on the table emitted an orange halo, Ning Jiang rubbed his temples, and said helplessly: "I didn't kill her!" ”

"Didn't kill her?" Xiaomeng tilted her head suspiciously, "So, brother, what are you going to do?" ”

"I made her make a wish."

"Make a wish?" My sister's voice was a little confused, obviously not understanding why the plot was going in this direction.

"Hmm!" Ning Jiang said, "I'll let her make a wish, she said she wants to be happy." ”

"I want it too!"

"If you want to be big, if she's stupid, you'll be stupid too? Am I really a god? The boy got out of bed angrily, stretched his waist, walked to the window, and pushed open the window to let in the cool air of the night.

Then he laughed at himself again: "But that girl ...... I'm afraid it's really a big disaster, there will be a blessing, how many times have this been, obviously you can kill her with a stretch of hand, but it always doesn't work. ”

The younger sister knelt on his bed, leaned sideways, tilted her head, and looked at him suspiciously.

For Chun Jianli, Ning Jiang began to realize that maybe he really made a mistake. That girl is probably a little different from other Zoroastrians.

Stretching his muscles by the window, he closed it again and went back to bed, where he lay comfortably.

"Brother, are you going again?" Xiaomeng asked.

"Hmm...... Let's see if others are as good as her. A sneer crossed the boy's lips. To be honest, I wanted to kill someone just now but didn't succeed, and I was still a little unhappy in my heart, so I didn't kill a few more, and my thoughts were not clear.

Half an hour later, in a mansion in the distance, a young girl was grabbed by someone fiercely and threw her head against the wall, the moment her body touched the wall, the impact force had not even had time to take effect, and with a bang, her head had burst open like an egg that had been warmed up instantly.

An hour later, in another house, a girl dressed in a heart robe, who was suddenly awakened in her sleep, slashed out with a sword, and the fire on the sword flashed, and a table was two. With a bang, a boy dressed in black kicked her hard behind her, knocking her to the ground. She lay on the ground, trying to struggle, but the boy's obviously small body pressed against her back like a mountain.

"You Zoroastrians, come and go, are there only these few tricks?" The boy tugged at her hair, sneered, and his body floated strangely. The girl's delicate body, under his pull, hula and whirl. The delicate body twisted strangely under the forced interference, and the girl's moaning full of pain made the boy have indescribable pleasure.

The long hair went around her feet, and the boy sneered, "Teach you a new position!" "Turn around and shake ...... Boom!

An hour and a half later, a few miles away, in another place. "Good, don't cry, don't cry, you see, this knife is very sharp, I just bought it...... Well, I actually just stole it, but I kept the silver. "The boy compared the knife to a young woman's face, what kind of death should he give her? He was thinking, forget it, seeing her so pitiful, he won't torture her.

The young woman shed tears: "The sky is clear, the earth is peaceful, and the holy phoenix is ......"

"Phoenix, your mother!" The boy flicked it, and the knife flew by. I originally wanted to give you a painful one, killing people like this, even I felt perverted, I originally wanted to be more restrained, but you actually forced me to be perverted, okay, you won, count yourself ruthless.

Half an hour later, the boy walked out of the house, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, exhaled, exhaled, much more pleasant. glanced back...... Holy shit, that's so perverted......

******

[ps. Because I know that the chapter during the day will be more abusive.,Originally, I was planning to stay up late last night to catch up with another chapter.,And then add more tonight.,But for some reason.,Wasted a night.,There's no mood to code words in the morning.] Think about it, let's upload this chapter first, and see if we can catch up with the chapter by staying up late tonight. The update at noon tomorrow will not be changed, and it will be moved to around six or seven o'clock tomorrow evening, just to give myself some time. I remember telling you that the same four or five thousand words in a chapter can be written by other writers in two or three hours, or even one or two hours, but it takes me six or seven hours, and basically the whole day is spent here. 】

[In addition, let's talk about the problem in the book review area, what needs to be known to everyone, I will read every post in the book review area, not only the book review area, but even the book friend group, I will also flip back every day, even if the content in it is ...... Uh, it's all water! However, I don't answer all the questions, and there are many questions that I feel like I've made clear in the book, and I usually don't explain them in the book review section. The same is true for yesterday's post, I feel that I wrote it very clearly, there is nothing wrong, and there was no explanation in the first place. However, because the same book friend posted two posts in a row on the same issue (as I said, I will read all the posts), at this time, I can't help but feel that if I don't answer, I will inevitably be indifferent to the reader, but as soon as I answer, time is wasted in meaningless arguments. Here, I need to apologize to that book friend, because my attitude is really bad after the argument, but I am actually very irritated when I feel that I have explained things clearly, but I am still questioned by all kinds of questions. 】

[So, what I really want to say here are two things, I am indeed slow to write, but those who have been with my books before know that so far, all my books have not been updated during the update period, so there is no need to urge. In addition, I have been reading the book review area, but under normal circumstances, I really can't answer every question, and I hope it won't make everyone think that I am ignoring everyone's opinions. (To be continued.) )