"How did that boy end up in the end?"

"You won't want to know."

Oh, it turns out that the meaning of slaughtering the tribe also includes killing her own mother, and her heart can't help but chill.

"Then how can the Blood Rakshasa cultivate the Demon Heart? What does she value most in this world? Bole spoke again.

She re-examines the prison ghost with unfamiliar eyes, what was he like in the past? I thought of this method of killing people and punishing hearts! Humans with wisdom and emotion are obviously good seedlings for cultivating demons, so why does he hate them?

"Demon King, Baole, don't look at me like this, this kind of look makes me very uncomfortable, that's my past, you should face my present." The Prison Ghost hugged Baole tightly, allowing her to hear her voice clearly.

"In the Dream Tribulation, were you cultivating demons in the first half of your life?" After being silent for three minutes, Baole's thoughts drifted far away, and somehow he thought of Tuoyu's life, which highly coincided with the trajectory of becoming a demon he said.

"Well, it's a pity that the success failed, Tuoyu used his soul to exchange his soul for the power of killing when he was in a desperate situation, killing all political enemies and traitors, but he never found the only one in his heart, he mistakenly thought it was the female god of war, but he didn't expect it to be the god of time, do you know why he failed?" The prison ghost pressed against Baole's cheek and whispered, "Because Sang Yiwu's memories came back, he resisted the demon and fell into meaningless remorse, preventing Tuoyu from becoming a demon. ”

The prison ghost still feels very pity, just one step away from becoming a demon in the dream tribulation, in his imagination, as long as the demon is successfully created in the calamity, it is difficult to die, he can really break the calamity, and he can get rid of the shackles of the heavenly lock.

However, almost all of his souls were transformed into static plants and non-lethal animals, and his body became a wandering spirit, blending into the malice of living beings, and once he saw blood, he would destroy and scatter his souls.

In Baole 'listen', he was also forced to cast his soul and participate in the survival game created by the Dream Tribulation, the game failed, the body and soul were not counted, and he had to bear the spiritual power consumed to make the dream, so hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and it is miserable to learn badly.

Of course, in rare cases, he will also be reincarnated as a crippled human being, although he does not have the original memory, but he still has the intention of killing in his subconscious, and he does not put others in his eyes, he can't move his heart, he can't have love, and he can't become a demon.

"In this life, Tuoyu has always been quite healthy and normal, except for the period when he was lying in the hospital bed, no wonder he can go to the last step." Bole muttered.

"It's not normal, men and women can admire him, in order to create an image of a leader who is close to the people, he usually behaves very approachable, but in fact, he is not close to women, and even hates the proximity of others."

"Huh? What happened to the harem concubine?"

"They are all daughters of courtiers, it's not good to resist too much, just enough to block the mouths of Youyou."

No wonder the women are so cruel, this is when they enter the palace, they will be beaten into the cold palace, they will be old and decrepit, but the king is getting younger and more handsome, compared with the two, it is strange that they do not change their shape.

"What were you thinking about in the hundreds of thousands of years of purgatory? You treat me so well, do you want to one day cultivate the Demon Heart and become a complete Demon Dragon? Bao Le pressed against his cold face, and it was difficult to calm down in his heart, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

A hundred years of dream calamity not only plucked out his love roots, but also made her see his wolf ambition clearly, even if he turned into an ordinary human, he also had a heart to kill and cultivate demons.

"Don't worry, my enemies are the way of heaven and knocking on the sky, I can't destroy them, I will never be able to enter the devil, and how can I be willing to hurt this relationship, the two emotions of love and hatred are too mysterious, especially love, so that I don't look like me anymore." The Hellghost squinted his eyes and gently rubbed his neck against Bole's cheek, he was telling the truth, and she still felt terrible.

"Blood Rakshasa, is it possible to cultivate the Demon Heart?" Bao Le hoarsely suppressed the discomfort and panic in his heart, and forced himself to get back to business.

"What does she value the most, you should know best, that is the cause of your entanglement in the Dragon Domain, you have all come to the God Domain, so what about the reincarnation of the sky, have you found him?" The prison ghost became more and more tired of being around her, and he hugged her tightly, revealing his heart that he wanted to confess, because there would soon be no chance.

Baole shook her head, sighing helplessly, she wanted to protect Hua Yingzhi, and the other reincarnations, before thinking of a way, she wanted to postpone the war between gods and demons as much as possible, although the prison ghost kept saying that he didn't want to be demonic, but he had reservations in his heart.

The soul is still a plate of loose sand, and the scattered soul prison ghost only needs to break through the shackles of the heavenly lock, and then he can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth to restore cultivation, and there is a powerful demon army behind him, and seven demon kings, he will definitely regain control of the dragon domain, escape from the laws of heaven, and may really be able to break through the sky at that time.

Compared with his obsession spanning a long time, 'love' is too ethereal, weightless, can't be grasped, and is a dispensable existence.

Because of the connection between the soul and bones, he is now obsessed with this love, and deliberately deepens the cultivation, but it is just a manifestation of novelty, when the love is strong, it is difficult to be rational, and the guarantee at this time should not be true.

And the love in the world will always turn from strong to light, and you will get tired of it after a long time, he once possessed Que Yun to 'help' her cultivate the demon heart, and one day in the dark, she will return a demon heart to him, and then she may be happy, she will only break off her love, and will not lose her life.

After understanding all this, Bao Le completely came to his senses, and could no longer indulge in the affection and tenderness of the prison ghost as before, which was a highly poisonous Gu, and once it was stained, it would be injured even if it was stained.

A demon king, a demon dragon, deliberately forgets each other's identities when getting along, maintains the peace on the surface, and after some heart-to-heart, he puts irreconcilable contradictions in front of them.

The prison ghost understood the defense and alienation in her eyes, and did not pester her anymore, and enjoyed modern life in the Jingyuan by himself, Baole just alienated him, and did not restrain him, anyway, he could only move around the blue jade stick, and there was usually not even a pedestrian around the Jingyuan where the protective net was opened.

The demon-making thing is over.

They are no longer tired and crooked, they get along naturally, but they are also harmonious.

A month later, in order to celebrate the rebirth of the people of Haidian, the government summoned many film and television singers to hold an unprecedented concert in the Lanling City Gymnasium.

Baole put on a customized realistic mask and went alone, so excited that he even forgot about the ticket, he could only hide in the audience and look at the charming Hua Yingzhi on the stage, driven by the fans, he was also crazy for him, thinking about the hardships of this road, I couldn't help but cry like rain, at a certain moment, I staggered with Zhong Hongnian in the Dragon Domain, met briefly, and quickly said goodbye, the past dissipated like smoke, so what will the future be?

After the concert in Lanling City Gymnasium, a small-scale celebration banquet was held, young people gathered in one place, the children of the family, her three brothers, and some of Yuan Yue's classmates and friends dressed up to attend.

After drinking, I remembered that she had also drunk it when she was Yuan Yue, and the taste of fruit wine was still too light, so she then challenged champagne and drank red wine, and the stamina of the wine was quite large.

She cast a spell to disperse some of the wine in her body, and flew back to Jingyuan with a slightly drunken feeling, and took advantage of the evening breeze to send herself safely to the sofa, and then fell asleep with peace of mind.

The prison ghost came out of the room and looked at the drunken kraken, his little face was flushed, and the smell of wine filled the room between his breath, maybe it was hot, and he was still tugging at the clothes around his neck.

The Prison Ghost leaned down to unbutton her, pulled her stray hair behind her ears, and touched her hot face to cool her.

The special touch, the chaotic sound, the noise made Baole open her eyes, and she said to the prison ghost in annoyance: "Tuoyu, it's so noisy, someone keeps talking in my ear, can you help me get rid of it, I want to sleep." ”

"Listen carefully, what is that guy talking about?" The Prison Ghost whispered coaxing.

"Well, he's so annoying, he just scolded me for being an alcoholic, and now he's saying I'm sorry, obviously he's the most noisy, and he also says that I annoy him, you give me a comment, how can there be such a bad person in the world, worse than you." Baole pouted and cried, aggrieved like a child.

"Well, tell me, why do you drink?" He lowered his head and gently touched her lips, the smell of wine wrapped in her aroma, he seemed to be drunk too, and couldn't help but deepen the kiss.

When Bao Le was concentrating on casting the frozen insects, he was not idle on the side, and quietly used the power of the origin to rub her overflowing soul body into a thread and stuff it into the body to warm it, taking advantage of this time when the relationship was estranged and there was no contact, he dared to act, every late at night, he differentiated into Hitomi Xiaohei, sneaked into her room, went to weave the root of love, and even braided a few layers thicker, so meticulous that it was not good, but he couldn't see the effect, and he couldn't hear her heart, which was really unfair.

Bao Le was gagged, unable to breathe normally, and struggled uncomfortably, mistaking the prison ghost for some disgusting bug through the contact of the tip of her tongue, casting a spell to freeze him into an ice sculpture, and she was cold and hard, so she pushed him out hard, turned around and fell asleep.

The ice crystals of the kraken can't trap the prison ghost, but he doesn't want to come out, so he wants to let the little drunkard open his eyes tomorrow, and give her a chance to apologize, and then release the suspicions, at least during this time in the sea hall, he can get along intimately, with this thought, he lies on his back in the center of the living room in such a strange posture, he can't sleep, so he closes his eyes and recuperates.