He Yuting immediately stepped forward to support Yao Qianyi. was pushed away by Yao Qianyi. After pushing her away, Yao Qianyi slammed her right hand on the top of her heart, as if the pain in that place was unbearable. The clothes were smashed and dented, but no blood seeped out. He Yuting's eyes froze, and she strode forward three times and five by two to tear her clothes. The overlapping robes of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers were torn into strips of cloth after a few strong pulls, either falling to the ground scattered or hanging around the waist by a wide belt. Unexpectedly, Yao Qianyi was wearing a bright red belly pocket, and although the pair of snowballs were mostly covered, the upper line was still squeezed out, forming a stretch of snow-capped mountain beauty.

He Yuting's attention was on her chest on the left side. There was a fist-sized hole in the flesh, which did not bleed, and a large piece was empty as if it had been hollowed out. The flesh in the hole was black, and if you looked closely, there were black spider web patterns that spread out little by little with the undulations of breathing, clinging to the snow muscles around the wound. The polyp wriggled and twisted in the wound, as if it had been stabbed by an invisible stick. It hurts to look at. He Yuting's pupils shrank.

"What are you doing?" Before I knew it, Mustard Foam was standing at the door again. He only saw He Yuting and the disheveled Yao Qianyi looking at each other, and after a moment of stunnedness, he became furious.

Yao Qianyi waved one hand, and a cold and biting yin wind was set off around him. The yin wind rushed towards the mustard foam, and He Yuting was frightened and shouted: "Brother mustard! But the strong wind only pushed the mustard foam out of the room, and then the door closed automatically, slamming it in front of the mustard foam.

"Yiyi, Yiyi!" Mustard foam was pounding frantically on the door outside.

"You go away!" Yao Qianyi hissed.

The commotion outside the door stopped for a while, and after a while, the mustard foam let out a long sigh outside, and finally walked away slowly.

He Yuting kept her ears on her feet, confirming that the footsteps had gone downstairs, and she relaxed.

Yao Qianyi also relaxed, and the whole person fell softly into her arms.

Carter's face changed drastically and screamed in the back: "Little Wu, push her away!" ”

He Yuting's mind was still blank, but her hand moved instinctively - she grabbed Yao Qianyi's arm and pulled the person away from her embrace. I only heard a "cluck" in my ears, and it turned out to be the fierce sound of the upper and lower teeth closing violently and not biting the prey. A chill poured out from top to bottom, and He Yuting vigorously shook off Yao Qianyi. I saw that the people in tattered clothes were like kites with broken strings, hitting the south wall straight and then sliding down softly.

Yao Qian lay motionless at the base of the wall, and only by carefully observing the slight heaving of her back could she confirm that her breathing was not broken.

He Yuting's heart was pounding, but she was also very clear: this was a sign of demonization.

Completely awakened monsters usually have unbearable hunger, and all flesh, flesh and breathing life will become bait for monsters. Looking at Yao Qianyi's current appearance, it is not only demonization, but also the tendency to go violent. It's just that she desperately suppressed her instincts and didn't let herself do irreparable wrongdoing. So after being vigorously thrown away by He Yuting, she would rather lie motionless on the cold floor, like a dead person. At this time, it is better to be still than to be still. can persist to this extent, He Yuting already admires her very much.

He Yuting turned around and picked up a plate of untouched chaise cakes from the table. Then use the scissors of the crab to make a sharp cut in the palm of his right hand. Blood dripped like drops of water on the white bread, like clusters of bright red plums blooming in the snowy ground in winter.

"Little Five, what are you doing?" Carter exclaimed.

He Yuting ignored her and carefully pushed the blood-stained chaise cake in front of Yao Qianyi. During this period, she kept her body tense to prevent Yao Qianyi from jumping up and biting like a zombie.

"Big cousin," He Yuting carefully persuaded, "I know you're having a hard time now. But pranayama alone doesn't have much effect, so you might as well eat something first, maybe you can alleviate that demonic nature. ”

Yao Qianyi, who was lying on the ground, moved slightly.

He Yuting immediately jumped up, and the two of them fell backwards one after another, sticking to the north wall until they stopped moving.

Yao Qianyi propped up half of her body, her long hair was brushed, and her two big eyes, which had no whites and only black pupils, stared at He Yuting fixedly. It was only after a while that she looked down at the blood-stained cake that had just been pushed over on the floor. She was slow, her outstretched hand shaking, as if it would take a lot of willpower to control that hand from going anywhere else. Yao Qianyi picked up a petal of chaise cake, and the blood that He Yuting had just dripped on her fingertips on it, she bit it down, and then chewed it slowly.

There was an indescribable sense of stagnation in the air.

There is only a half-moon-shaped white paper palace lamp in the house, and the lampshade is painted with two ink bamboos with the artistic conception of Chinese painting, the bamboo poles are staggered and stand side by side, the bamboo leaves are messy and scattered, and the whole painting has a rhyme, but it reveals the meaning of arrogance and arrogance. The palace lamp rests on a small coffee table in the corner, and the faint glow passes through the shade drawn by the ink painting, gathering into a soft orange ring on the ceiling. The room is full of darkness. The tears that rolled out of Yao Qianyi's eyes were like transparent pearls, and the beans were one after another, all glowing with a slight glow, splashing silently on the floor paved with green jade bricks, scattering, and spilling into a small puddle.

He Yuting had a fish bone in her throat, stinging and stinging, unable to spit it out and swallow it. She was so uncomfortable that her vision blurred.

The pain of falling into demons is deeply felt only by those who have truly fallen into demons.

"I'll make you see the joke, Xuan'er." Yao Qianyi said in a hoarse voice.

He Yuting was shocked. This is the first time that the eldest cousin has called her "Xuan'er", and there is a strong family's regret and guilt in her voice, which immediately made several pictures flash in He Yuting's mind.

- Yulang knelt on the edge of the prison pool and hugged her tightly in his arms, but she bit the man's shoulder and hissed hard. A sharp wail rushed into the sky, and a woman flashed out of the thick fog behind Yulang...... Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he dragged her past the dying her.

- "Huang Jiexi, what do you want to do?" Yulang roared with red eyes, "Give her back to me." ”

He Yuting felt a sharp pain in her chest. She leaned against the cold north wall and gasped.

- The woman lifted the mutilated half-demon with one hand, and the pain in her eyes was no less than that of a man. She has a strong personality and a posture like a pine, compared to the half-demon kneeling on the ground, like a giant standing up to the sky. The bloodline characteristics inherited from the Vermilion Bird were stimulated by the majestic anger, and the long black hair gradually turned red like flames. The half-demon raised her head and looked up in confusion, but she looked at the man who was hesitating in front of her and said coldly: "This is my aunt's only child, but because of you, I ended up like this!" After speaking, she lowered her head to look at the half-demon in the palm of her hand. In her eyes, the half-demon who had just bitten into the flesh and thus gained the ability to heal slowly was gradually healing itself. The whites of the eyes that are half-open and half-closed are disappearing, and the black parts are spreading. Soon after, the Dao Heart will change to the Demon Heart, and the Nine Heavens will no longer exist, and will be replaced by a nameless, nameless, heartless, and sexless crazy monster. The woman's facial features were twisted together by the intense pain, she gritted her teeth, struggled to raise her other hand, and the five fingers were gathered into claws...... "Don't! The man in front of him roared hoarsely and pounced like crazy. She carried the half-demon backwards, and her other hand had already pierced through the charred and black body, pulling out a half-red and half-black heart that was still beating.

- She's crying. Tears fell like pearls with broken threads on the half-demon, half-fair, half-burnt face, cold and cold.

- "Since you can't do it, then I'll do it." ”

——The half-cut life-guarding candle hidden in the Hengxu Realm, at the moment when the heart was crushed, the weak flame on the tip was extinguished, leaving only a wisp of green smoke to rise into the air, and the half-breath disappeared without a trace.

The fog in front of her dissipated, and He Yuting looked at Yao Qianyi in front of her with tears in her eyes, crying and slowly chewing cakes.

"Sister Jiexi."

Yao Qianyi's action of taking the cake was slightly paused, and her tears fell more fiercely, but she didn't dare to stop eating the cake. If she doesn't eat, she is afraid that she will not be able to control her hunger and thirst, and she will swallow the two most cherished lives in front of her.

"Isn't it ironic?" Yao Qianyi...... No, it was the eldest princess of the Phoenix Emperor Immortal Clan, Huang Jiexi, choked up and asked: "I killed half of you who fell into the demon, but I turned into a complete monster myself." Not only that, but he is also greedy for life and refuses to seek death. Isn't it ironic, you say? ”

Carter crouched down and cried.