"See this thread? This is our destiny. Shui Qianyue's gaze fell on the extremely faint red line, and her smile was calm.

Lan Wujiang was slightly stunned, the breath exhaled from her lips was cold, she moved her steps, and her fingers touched the red line.

The red line trembled for a moment, turning from light to thick......

"Oh?" Shui Qianyue's eyes raised slightly, watching the pimple in the middle unravel, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

A crazy thought flashed through my head......

She had been dead for many years, but at this time, she had palpitations because of Lan Wujiang's hand.

Could it be that as the man said, the person he met tonight can really change the roulette wheel of fate?

Lan Wujiang held his breath, a strange power flowed through his body, and something mysterious took root in the depths of his heart, and the aura worked......

"Will you try to touch the last thread?" Shui Qianyue's voice trembled slightly, and she controlled her emotions to avoid the hope that had been extinguished in her heart from being rekindled.

After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Lan Wujiang nodded undeniably, and another voice was shouting in his heart.

Help her.

Sensations of the supernatural...... It's sudden, but it's so real.

Is that the reason for that red line? Lan Wujiang frowned, but he still held on to the last red thread.

"Ugh."

It's like an electric current collision.

Two broken red threads sparked at this moment.

Shui Qianyue's face turned pale, and the meridians in her body were in sharp pain, but she didn't move, and even stared at the red thread in her hand intently.

Lan Wujiang's breathing intensified, and he tried to use his evil qi to fill the gap between the red threads.

Warm light ignites in the middle of the red line.

Lan Wujiang's eyelashes fan, his black eyes were bottomless, his two fingers moved forward flexibly, and the broken lines merged together.

At this moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Shui Qianyue's throat and sprinkled Lan Wujiang's face.

The smile on his face was extremely bright and weird.

The left half of his face began to fester, half as ugly as a rakshasa and half as beautiful as a fairy.

Lan Wujiang's pupils narrowed, and he instinctively wanted to retreat, but he unexpectedly stepped forward and helped Shui Qianyue who slipped and knelt down from the chair.

The left half of her face was rancid, and her blood-red eyes reminded Lan Wujiang all the time.

The person in front of him is a demon......

It's a demonic way.

Shui Qianyue propped her hands on Lan Wujiang and said mockingly, "Are you afraid?"

Lan Wujiang pursed his lips, his fingers clenched into fists, "No ......"

Shui Qianyue sat on the ground and laughed stupidly, she looked at Lan Wujiang greedily, and muttered, "I really didn't choose the wrong person." ”

"Little girl, help me, if I fulfill my wish, I will repay it tenfold." She let out a fishy breath, not caring that she was now a fox demon with a completely ruined appearance.

All she had in her eyes was Lan Wujiang and burning desire.

Sharp!

After the cold wind passed, the wooden window was blown and clanged, and the silk flower fell from Lan Wujiang's sleeve, she squatted down on one knee to pick up the silk flower, looked at Shui Qianyue at eye level, and said word by word, "I know you want to save people, because I also want to save people." ”

"One life for another, okay?"

The corners of Lan Wujiang's mouth hooked up into a bloodthirsty smile.

What about being in the company of demons?

From the moment this Oiran blew up his identity, all kinds of regrets in his mouth were for his sweetheart.

It is rumored that after the nine-tailed fox demon fell in love with mortals, he would make a deal with Yue Lao at the cost of his peerless appearance in exchange for a red line of fate, which was thought to be a storyteller's joke, but today she bumped into the truth.

Everyone in the world says that demons are ruthless, but they don't know that demons are the most loyal.

Lan Wujiang learned Shui Qianyue's movements just now and stroked her chin.

Everywhere the slender fingers passed, there was a crisp numbness.