Chapter Thirty-Eight: Three Demons
A burst of vague aroma invaded the tip of his nose, a jade-white hand gently wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and his cold fingers carried the fragrance of flowers, indescribably familiar, the fragrance of lotus flowers was the same as that on his body.
Because she used to be a killer, she never used any perfume. After coming to ancient times, the aroma on his body has become more and more intense. Originally, I was a magician, and my cultivation was also related to plants, but I didn't expect to change my physique, and the exercises I practiced were also related to plants, which was really a coincidence. Maybe it's because the floral scent is becoming more and more difficult to hide.
Or Rou'er is right, if you don't eliminate these smells, when you meet a master, you will only be in force, maybe it's this fragrance that makes the silver-haired man on the opposite side find out.
There was gradually a light around her, and the fingers that stopped at the corners of her mouth slowly touched her cheeks, and Qingyou really wanted to see who was eating her tofu so brightly.
Those who know Qingyou know that she eats everything, but she doesn't suffer. But she couldn't resist, of course, even if she resisted, it was useless. Because she was frozen, she couldn't even open her mouth.
She could feel that the people around her had no killing intent, and it was obvious that it was definitely not the silver-haired man, because the silver-haired man was directly opposite him, and there was a flash of surprise and anger in his eyes.
It wasn't until she felt like her neck could move and she could talk that she looked at the damn bastard who was cheap on her.
Qingyou was silent, and the man opposite was about a meter away from her at some point, and the night pearl in mid-air was scorching, illuminating the entire forest.
The strange thing is that the movement they made was not too small, but they did not attract people, which is really strange.
Qing You found out that in the golden lotus flower in one place, a man in white stood upright, his white clothes fluttering, and his feet were standing on it.
A face that is indignant to everyone, delicate facial features, and white skin like ancient jade, under the illumination of the night light, it is even brighter and flawless, cold and transparent.
The nose is tall and stiff, the dark eyes are deep and invisible, and the pupils emit an elusive golden-purple streamer from time to time.
The cold arc of the thin lips and the mysterious upward-turned corners of the mouth.
This man is very beautiful, like a crystal clear blue ice lotus, but also like the moonlight of a living person.
I have to say that Qingyou was stunned for a moment. Thinking of this man wiping the corners of her mouth, she didn't recognize him, and he didn't look like a disciple who moved his hands and feet casually.
Only two o'clock, he recognized her, and she saw Ouyang Xuanyu who was following closely behind.
Ouyang Xuanyu, whose appearance has changed a little, why did he say that. has changed his temperament successively, he still has the taste of the world in the past, and now he and the lotus man and the silver-haired man have more light and elegant feelings that cannot be seen and touched.
The hair is like ink, the eyes are full of smiles, but they don't reach the bottom of the eyes, the cool and thin lips just stared straight at the quiet, faintly there was some murderous intent, noble as a god. If the silver-haired man is a demonic rose, and the lotus man is a holy ice lotus, then Ouyang Xuanyu is a noble peony.
Is this the person Nangong Jue wants to tell her about the so-called world?
Lowering her head in contemplation, she was extremely repulsive to these people in her heart. Why is it feeling this way again? The disgust in my bones, the hatred that goes deep into my heart.
Three men interpret three different types of beautiful men.
Ouyang Xuanyu's gentle smile hung on his face, looking quiet, he just didn't know if he really wanted to laugh or fake.
Instead, the silver-haired man leaned against a dry tree, and looked at her for a long time, no, at him, the lotus man.
It's really familiar, and when you close your eyes, you feel like there's something moving in the space. It seems to be the wooden box handed over to her by Nangong Jue.
It seemed to resonate with something, and I had a headache to death, and I hugged my head tightly. Because of the headache, Qingyou didn't pay attention to the wooden box that was opened, and a crystal jade bracelet flew out. I didn't see the distressed eyes of the man on the lotus.
When she opened her eyes again, she had a more pure and kind smile, and she no longer looked like Nangong Qingyou, and her eyes were disgusted, hated, love or calm, no one knew, maybe even she didn't know.
The original Nangong is quiet and stupid, but Long Bichen has the strength and confidence of a modern woman, as well as various theatrical performances trained as an agent.
What Qingyou saw before was also a spirit, teaching her to change her physique, but she didn't expect the things in the wooden box to cause the appearance of "spirit" again, and she even seemed to be a complete soul.
"What, if you three god kings join forces to deal with me?"
"Yun Mo, you're really back." Ouyang Xuanyu said with certainty, his eyes were dark.
"You're so ghostly, as smart as you are, I'm really coming back. So you guys can't help it. "'Yun Mo' said faintly, sighing faintly on his beautiful face.
"Chonghua, do you want to kill me again?" A dagger appeared in front of the lotus man's eyes, do it, if you can't do it, there will be no chance. ”
The Chonghua in her mouth is the god king of the god realm, the silver-haired man is the demon god and demon Liye, and Ouyang Xuanyu is the god king of the human world.
He looked at Qing Yu fixedly, the dagger in front of him was thin and sharp, and at first glance it was a top-level weapon for killing.
The demon who watched the play left the night, the indifferent Ouyang Xuanyu, and the indifferent Chonghua.
Suddenly, "Yun Mo" attacked Chonghua with one palm, but he still deviated from the direction, and several trees behind him turned into dust. Her body was slammed to the ground, and she was slapped by Demon Liye and Ouyang Xuanyu, and the sound of broken ribs resounded all around, spreading far and wide.
Demon Liye looked at his palm and didn't speak, put down his hand and resumed his original casualness, "Hmph, little human, harming the God King, the crime deserves death." ”
Ouyang Xuanyu sighed: "Why bother, if it is known by those people, you should know what the consequences are." ”
Chonghua still maintained his previous gesture, and the dagger was still in his hand.
Qingyou changed his physique not long ago, and he was very strong, but he was still seriously injured. She didn't scream, not even **, the lights of the night pearl were very bright, her long hair covered her face, and she used all her strength to stand up, because of the pain, her whole body was in a cold sweat, her face was as pale as paper, and she could even see the water marks on her face, a strand of hair was like washing, biting her lip tightly, the whole lip was red and gorgeous, it was blood, it can be seen how heavy the demon Liye and Ouyang Xuanyu are.
She ignored them, stumbled and fell several times, but it was really painful to not be able to stand up, Qingyou gritted her teeth and insisted, the aura in her body dried up again, and her original appearance changed, her jet-black hair turned into golden wavy curls, and the clothes on her body also changed back to an ice-blue close-fitting long skirt knee-length dress, and a pair of small sky-blue leather boots.
In this way, she is less powerful, but more noble. With an angelic appearance and a devilish figure, although he was injured, he still couldn't hide his natural beauty, and he captivated the country and the city.
Ouyang Xuanyu's eyes were happy, this is her true face, she is really beautiful like this. Her clothes are simple, but she can seduce people's desires for no reason.
Demon Liye was really startled, her dress was beautiful to the bones, and she was even more enchanting than the women in the demon world.
The lotus man lowered his head, as if he didn't see it, but his heart, who could see it. It's just not very pleasant to look at, and there's nothing when you look closely
Qingyou smiled bitterly, is she current, this is a kind of magic, female magicians love beauty the most, only the strongest and weakest will appear, Qingyou is afraid that her body has reached its limit. This is the clothes Anna designed for herself. I really can't imagine that even though I have changed my physique, these magic can still be used.
I don't know if 'she' is wrong, if it weren't for the fact that he felt very dangerous, suddenly woke up and pulled her away, would the person named Yun Mo die.
She didn't understand what was going on, how she could have been attacked and hurt so badly, and she knew that without the Green Bead, she would be dead by now.
When I think about it, I'm afraid, if I want to die, I will catch who is making trouble in my body, and I have to peel off its skin.
A shivering shadow hid in the corner, oops, she was in trouble, I don't know if she would find out, she still hid.
Looking up at the man in the distance, he shook his head, his current self is really weak, looking at the three men staring at her, his heart is endlessly sad.
"One thing I know for sure is that you recognize the person who is playing tricks in my body." Qingyou sat down cross-legged, grabbed the dislocated arm with one hand, only to hear a click, sweat dripped several drops again, and his face was white and bloodless.
Ouyang Xuanyu looked at the quiet and masochistic rescue herself, and sighed in her heart, she was really different from those ladies, and she was not delicate at all.
The idea of Demon Liye is that the women of this continent are getting more and more rude.
For Qingyu's statement, it is obvious that the three men were silent and did not speak.
"Let me guess, it's not a woman." There was another click, and the back of the dislocated hand was restored. Take a deep breath, it's a really, really bad feeling.
"But I can feel that woman, it's really pitiful." Fingers quickly mobilize the surrounding spiritual power, her movements are very fast, can't see clearly, every time the gesture comes down, there will be a colorful flower made of spiritual energy down, into the quiet body, the flower is extremely beautiful, that is, not a rose nor any kind of common, until ninety-nine eighty-one flowers, Qingyou spit out a mouthful of blood, green beads quickly absorb the aura, moisturize the injured ribs. Sure enough, it worked, and the broken bones were slowly fused.
"Therefore, if you hurt her, you hurt me. And no one has ever dared to do that to me. You say, should I return the salute as a sign of my courtesy? Qingyou is really angry, she thinks she is not a good person, but she will not bully people at will.
Well, those three men were very casual, even the lotus man was very relaxed. Looking at him fixedly, "That woman used to love you very much." I could even feel the hatred in her heart. "In the quiet voice", "how much love, how much hate." ”
"Hmph, men are really the same as beasts, so that they don't understand love, it's easier to kill people." Qingyu's words are an absolute provocation, and they are definitely looking for death. She didn't understand who was insulting, but she could feel the strength of that person.
The coldness around her became stronger and stronger, her delicate hair was flying, and the clothes on her body were still the same sky-blue dress, with a flawless figure, bumpy and convex, and her bare calves were white and transparent
"Hmph, I know how to be angry."
The demon stared at Qingyou at night, daring to scold the first god king, she was not small, she even dared to use that word, her fingers stroked her lips, there was a good show.
Ouyang Xuanyu was cold, this woman has never suffered losses, it seems that what they said is right. It's just that she is too arrogant, such a person, he, I'm afraid he won't stay.
Qingyou looked at her, walked into him, and looked him up and down: "Tsk, I want to know how you killed the woman who loves you." She is very afraid of you, and even says that she does not want to see you even in the next life. These words are made up in a quiet way, but they are really right.
Qingyou took a step back, dancing, her fingers condensed a snowflake, throwing, condensing again, her movements were like dancing, gently stepping on the ground with the last step, the black earth, quickly frozen, the snowflakes were like mutated thorn balls, quickly attacking Demon Liye and Ouyang Xuanyu.
With a wave of his hand, the demon left the night and blocked the snowflake thorn ball.
Qingyou was surprised, this turned out to be the gap, he waved his hand and drove the power of heaven and earth, it seems that she still has not exerted the power of the exercise at all.
It's good, she's hurt again. The sturdy one was hit again, and the bones, which had not been recovered, fell apart again.
Ouyang Xuanyu walked over, "Won't it hurt?" ”
"Looking at her appearance, it shouldn't hurt very much, I'm very light." Demon Liye explained.
A pair of hands touched his back, and Qingyou knew that it was him, "Rub it, it won't hurt." ”
Qingyou really wanted to scold these people for being perverted, "No need, I don't like strangers touching me." "Qingyou really doesn't know whether to cry or laugh, how did that person provoke these demons. The appearance of the wicked, the character of the wicked.