The demonic power of the Red Spirit Fox Clan is all as red as fire, and like their claws, as long as they are injured, they will leave red marks on their bodies, which cannot be removed.

So at that moment, Ye Leng'er collapsed.

She didn't want to believe what the voice said, but the demonic imprints that belonged to Daddy on the man's body she saw with her own eyes couldn't deceive people.

She was sick for several days, with a high fever and delirium, and Jun Yan took care of her all night.

Although she burned badly, she was conscious.

She knew it was he who had been taking care of herself.

He always spoiled her so meticulously, making her unconsciously sink into his gentle love network, but as everyone knows, behind this gentle spoiling, what a deep scheming.

Her exterminator is close at hand, but can she kill him?

She couldn't.

She just didn't think about this thought.

So she was frightened, and she fled, enduring the pain of her heart, which provoked him uncontrollably, made him disgusted with herself, and found herself a reason to disappoint her thoroughly enough.

She followed the man in the demon clan who had been frequently courting her and was ambiguous.

Never to see each other again, like strangers.

The memory lasted until the scene when she went mad and destroyed the entire Illusory Realm.

Then, the Heavenly Tribulation descended.

Ninety-nine eighty-one divine thunder, wrapped in the fury of destroying the world and destroying the earth, is bound to chop her body to pieces and shatter her bones as a fox demon who has committed heinous crimes.

She didn't plan to resist, she just died.

Anyway, she doesn't have a home anymore, and she doesn't even have someone to worry about.

She knew that she was guilty of a deep sin, and she could not escape death, and hundreds of years of cultivation were all dispersed under the whipping of the heavenly thunder, and she was beaten back to the prototype by the flesh and skin.

However, she had only been subjected to more than a dozen heavenly thunders, and she was already dying.

Sure enough, no matter how powerful the demon is, she can't resist the Heavenly Dao, she thinks that she has fallen into the Demon Dao cultivation for all these years, and she is already an existence that no one dares to provoke in the Illusory Heaven Realm.

But in the face of the catastrophe, she seemed so small.

But just when she thought she would die like this, she vaguely felt that the heavenly thunder that had slashed at her mercilessly suddenly stopped, and the expected pain did not come again.

Then, she was carefully picked up from the ground by a pair of hands.

She was covered in blood, her hair was scorched and dirty, but the owner of her hand did not dislike her in the slightest, and gently held her in his arms.

She wanted to open her eyes to see who that person was, but she was so hurt that she couldn't even lift her eyelids.

From beginning to end, she didn't know who saved her, nor did she know who had such great ability to fight against Heavenly Dao.

But now, through these memories, Ye Leng'er clearly saw all the pictures that happened at that time.

How can there be anything strong enough to be able to fight against the masters of the Heavenly Dao.

It's Jun Yan.

He used his body to block the furious thunder for her.

He once said that he was an immortal existence, and Ye Leng'er thought that he would not be in pain or hurt.

But this scene in front of me ......

His clean white clothes were stained red with blood, although his face was pale, he did not show a trace of pain, and his cold eyes stayed on the unrecognizable fox in his arms from beginning to end, with a little imperceptible worry in his eyes.

In addition to Jun Yan, she actually saw Yi Feilian's figure.

That demon naturally didn't know what it meant to be restrained, he didn't directly use his body to carry it, but was trying to destroy those heavenly thunderbolts that were falling all over the sky.

It is conceivable that the fate of angering Tiandao - he was beaten even worse.

She has no reason for her soul to be scattered, and it has nothing to do with the virtue of a good life in God, just because two people risked their lives to save her.

The man with cold eyebrows and delicate eyes stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the dying little fox, letting the whipping of the heavenly thunder, as if he didn't feel pain, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

Saying things she hadn't heard before.

He said, "Don't be afraid, I won't let you die." ”

Later, she suddenly disappeared in her arms.

As soon as the picture turned, there were two people facing each other on the temple, one sitting at the top with a gloomy face, and the other standing below with an indifferent expression.

There was not a trace of turmoil on his face: "Since it is the cause I planted, it is up to me to make up for it, I am willing to endure all the hardships of the world for five hundred years, in exchange for the life of the little fox, in this way, the main god is still satisfied?" ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay long, and when his figure was about to disappear into the temple, he suddenly looked back at the past, but the face of the man above suddenly changed: "This time, it's not that I lost, but compared to you, I don't want to be a cold-blooded and ruthless monster." ”

He knows, he knows everything.

It's just that now, he can't spare too much energy to settle accounts with him, and there is a little thing waiting for him below.

These are all the memories that Jun Yan has sealed in this tree.

After Ye Leng'er recalled everything, she finally slowly opened her closed eyes. Qianqian

After the rain, there seemed to be a hint of coolness in the air.

She was stiff, but fortunately, the man behind her always hugged her, so that she would not fall to the ground.

Her eyes were still a little empty, and she just looked in one direction and was stunned for a long time without speaking.

The blank brain was suddenly filled with so many memories, and she couldn't react for a while, and she was still slowly digesting it.

Jun Yan didn't urge her silently, just quietly hugged the girl's somewhat weak body, and waited for her to come out of her thoughts.

After a long time, she spoke lowly, and her voice was a little hoarse, as if she was trying to hide something.

"Is that him?"

Ye Leng'er held Jun Yan's hand and slowly turned around, looked at him with red eyes, and said word by word: "My enemy of the exterminating clan, is that person?" ”

She said this in an affirmative sentence, not a doubt, but something that had already been determined.

This time, Jun Yan didn't evade her words again, and only said one word, "Yes." ”

The girl's narrow peach blossom eyes suddenly rolled out of tears: "It's not you who did it, right?" ”

Jun Yan was silent, although it was not his doing, but it was because of him.

He couldn't say that this matter had nothing to do with him, and if he hadn't been discovered, her people wouldn't have been implicated.

He protected her, but he couldn't protect the entire fox clan.

He was a step too late, and he didn't even have time to grab Ye Jie's soul body, and the wound on his waist was left behind by the power of his self-explosion when he was about to save Ye Jie.

But he couldn't say any of these things to the little fox.

She was timid and crying, how painful would it be to know how tragically her father died for protecting her?

Jun Yan was silent for a long time, and finally only said three words: "I'm sorry." ”

It was his momentary negligence that made her so unlucky.

He thought the girl would question him.

But the next moment, she threw herself into her arms, put her arms around his neck, and began to cry.

Jun Yan was stunned, her hands hung stiffly at the girl's side, not knowing where to put it.

The skin on the neck was so wet that the girl's liver and intestines were broken in her ears, as if the sky had fallen.

Jun Yan didn't know what to do for a while, and after a long time, the hand that was frozen there dared to gently wrap around her, gently patted her back, and comforted her softly: "It's me who is not good, don't cry." ”

He thought she was grief-stricken to blame herself for not protecting her people.

But after Ye Leng'er cried for a long time, she gradually calmed down, she hoarsely voiced, choked up and said, "It's so good...... It's not you ......"

His body shook suddenly.

But I saw the girl raise her head from his arms with tears in her eyes, crying pear blossoms with rain, but crying and laughing as if crazy: "It's not you, it's not you, then I can be with you, I won't have a disturbed conscience, I can love you......"

The girl's unfinished words were all sealed between Jun Yan's lips and teeth.

He tightened his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and he, who had always been cold, seemed to lose his mind all of a sudden and kissed her fiercely.

It turned out that he had never known how painful his little fox was.

He was annoyed, hated, hated her for being too ruthless, hated her for not even giving a chance to explain, and left him so resolutely, even erasing all the past between them.

So when they met again, facing her with no memory, he didn't know whether to forgive her or snub her.

Why, he is the only one who has been sad for so many years, and he is the only one who can't let go.

But now he knows that it's not that she doesn't hurt, it's because it's so painful that she can't even breathe.

She liked him, from the first time he had menarche, even before that, to the point that it was a joy to see him every day.

She is like the koi fish he raised in the spiritual spring, and he is her water, her air, without him, she can't live.

If you don't love him, you will die, if you love him, more than 100 people who died in vain will die without turning a blind eye.

So she chose to forget about him and turn herself into a cold-blooded and ruthless weapon of revenge.

In the past, she always looked like a child who didn't grow up, but at that moment, she was mature and rational, and chose the most deviated path.

How can Jun Yan not feel distressed by her like this?

He didn't know what to say, and all the words melted into this kiss that smelled of blood.

The girl's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes to her lips, salty and astringent, bitter to his heart.

As soon as she was nervous, she would forget to breathe, but Jun Yan saw that her little face was white and something was wrong, so she let go of the lip flap that was raging by him.

The girl's originally small and delicate lips with a pale pink color were red and swollen at the moment, and blood oozed from her lower lip.

It was accidentally bitten by a man just now, and her lips were too delicate to withstand such rude treatment.

Jun Yan's eyes lit up with a little guilt and self-blame, and he leaned over again, carefully sticking out his tongue, and gently licking the wound on her lips until her lips stopped bleeding.

His movements were gentle and pitying, without a trace of lust, but he looked extraordinarily Meng Lang, which made the girl blush for a while.