It was only then that Taixia remembered that the person in front of him was the legendary murderous demon.

Her fingers began to tingle, her back stiffened, and she unconsciously wanted to get away from him, so she moved back an inch, and there was more warmth on the back of her head.

It is Sikong Yang's palm.

He leaned close to her, and his exhaled breath hit her lips, and the fragrance of the flowers became a little stronger, and her head was a little muddy.

"I haven't arrived at the cave yet, don't worry."

Tantai Xia lowered her eyes, his red lips were very close to hers, she could kiss her with a slight movement, and her back was controlled by him, she straightened her back and didn't dare to move.

"Come, take it."

He handed the wine glass to her again, and this time Taixia didn't dare to make any other moves, and took the wine glass with trembling hands.

Sikong Yang watched her movements, and suddenly laughed, and Taixia was so frightened that her hands trembled, only half of the glass of wine was spilled, and the wine was smeared on the red wedding dress.

"Are you afraid of me? Why are you afraid of me? ”

Sikong Yang took the wine glass in her hand, walked to the table, picked up the wine jug, and refilled the wine.

Yu Taixia took a hard breath, almost choking on himself, hurriedly lightened his movements, took small breaths, shook his already paralyzed fingers, and his brain began to work again.

It's just that no matter what she thinks, she doesn't know why the fake show proposed by the Lin family's housewife will really be done here in Sikong Yang?

Got a crush on her beauty?

Perhaps, he praised her just now, this very immodest cognition made her face burn terribly, and she only existed for a while before disappearing into her mind - there are countless great beauties in the world of cultivating immortals, and Sikong Yang has to be blind to look at a little girl who has just passed the line.

A milky little hairy child.

A terrible thought suddenly appeared in her mind, could it be that Sikong Yang has a quirk of liking prostitution? Especially like her who has just passed the war?

It makes sense.

She thought sadly that Sikong Yang had dominated the entire Xuan Demon Continent for hundreds of years, except for the murderous reputation of murder, there were not many mortals who knew about his quirks of prostitution, and in the past few hundred years, how many children had been murdered, and it was unknown to Shantai Xia.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Sikong Yang who was sitting next to her, and suddenly a sweet smile bloomed.

Sikong Yang raised his eyebrows.

He is not a holy monk who has never been in contact with women, in addition to the maids in the palace, there is also a Luo Hua who is babbling every day, and now he is helplessly aware.

Maybe Taixia is not the same as other women.

It is said that he is uncertain, it is because others don't know about Taixia, he went to pour a glass of wine, and she changed her previous appearance of being scared to death, and even smiled at him.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I was afraid before, because I thought of you in the mouth of the outside, I was afraid that I would die accidentally, and now I laugh because I just found out that you are not fierce at all."

Tang Taixia didn't dare to pack the ticket Sikong Yang must eat this set, she counted it like this, in the books about love she had read, when those women said these words to the devil, the devil usually wouldn't kill her, and about four or five out of fifty books would be like this.

If she is lucky not to die today, and Sikong Yang doesn't eat this set, then she will change it tomorrow.

Over the years, she has read not a thousand but eight hundred, and she can always find one that suits Sikong Yang.

"You didn't mess with me, why should I kill you?"

"That's not what they say outside, they say that you kill people based on your mood, if you are in a bad mood, you can't allow a person to appear in front of you, not even an ant."

Taixia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as if Sikong Yang still had a little bit of this set.

A blank appeared on Sikong Yang's face, as if he didn't expect to get such an answer, and he was speechless for a long time.

After a moment, he chuckled and said, "That's it, the clear ones are self-purifying." ”

Well? Tang Taixia pondered, does this mean that the outside world has been wronging him?

"You killed my whole family more than ten years ago and let me go, so are you waiting to kill me today?"

Sikong Yang flexed his finger and knocked on her head, and after hearing the crisp voice, he smiled with satisfaction.

"You still treat you as one of those brutes, and you want to fatten and kill, what, am I eating your meat?"

That is what it means that she has other use value, although I don't know what it is, but it does not prevent Tantai Xia from recognizing one thing - her life has been guaranteed.

Yutai Xia rubbed the painful place, and the big stone in his heart was really put down.

"All the questions are answered, can I drink the wine now?"

Tantai Xia frowned and looked at the wine glass handed over.

"Are you serious?"

"What step made you think I wasn't serious?"

But all of this is wrong, from the moment she promised the Lin family's housewife, everything was wrong.

Father and mother, if you know, please forgive your daughter for having a last resort, all for revenge.

She had to think like this, after all, the last time she wanted to give up, something happened to her, which made Taixia a little chattering now.

After chanting in her heart, she took the wine glass and raised her eyes to look at Sikong Yang.

His eyes were as deep as night and fixed on her, and his red lips were always hooked with a gentle arc.

In his eyes, she saw herself, small, like her self-conscious thoughts, and like thousands of mortals in Sikong Yang's eyes, small and fragile like ants.

She lowered her head, her hand stretched out with a hint of trembling, and the wine swayed in the golden wine glass, reflecting the words on the wedding bed, and was shaken into the water, like a dream.

Sikong Yang looked at the little girl in the wedding dress in front of him.

The little girl's eyebrows could still be seen as childish, and her eyes were still as clear as when she was a child, so clear that he could see her thoughts at a glance, and the wedding dress had to remind him that she was already in time.

Those eyes that he has remembered for more than ten years will eventually be tainted by the filth of the world, like a time that cannot be returned.

She mustered up her courage and raised the glass to his hand, so that her skin could feel the warmth he emanated, with an unknown heat, which made her cheeks blush a little.

Sikong Yang looked at her flushed cheeks, and the girl's shyness was unobstructed, which made his smile a little warmer.

He walked around the crook of her arm, and the wine glass of Tantaixia was getting closer and closer to her lips, and the strong aroma of wine lingered on the tip of her nose like smoke, and she was already slightly drunk.

If this glass of wine goes down, she will get drunk directly, and Taixia doesn't believe that Sikong Yang will have a room with a drunken ghost.

No, she didn't believe that Sikong Yang still had a cave with her at all.

As soon as he raised his head, the spicy liquor ran down his throat.

In an instant, the flush scrambled to crawl onto her skin, and she hurriedly withdrew her arm, patting her chest and coughing.

"I'm in such a hurry to move on to the next step."