The afterglow of the morning sun shone from the mountain stream, falling on the man's handsome but expressionless face, and a pair of clear but gloomy eyes looked at the girl's heart, but also frightened.

"Ah Xiu, do you disagree with me doing this?"

Tang Qing'er was worried, looking at the inexplicable weakness of Ye Xiudu's heart without saying a word, all this was decided by herself, but she didn't know if he would agree.

But looking at his expression, it was like, maybe, probably, that he disagreed.

She's ashamed.

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, "Why do you ask?" ”

"Because ......" Tang Qing'er lowered her head, her voice gradually getting quieter, "You, you don't seem to agree." ”

Qian Wenshui felt Tang Qing'er's strange appearance, and was shocked.

She, she, she, she actually bowed her head?

It's a spectacle!

Ye Xiu Du looked at her grabbing the corner of her clothes, lowering her head, and looking pitiful waiting for your reprimand, he felt funny.

Her appearance is very different from her usual grinning appearance, with a bit of cuteness.

Ye Xiu stared at her for a few seconds, and then raised his hand suddenly, seeing that it was about to fall.

Tang Qing'er was shocked, and her small body suddenly shook twice, he wouldn't want to hit her, right?

A man who hits a woman is not a good man!

If it were normal for a man to dare to do this to her, she would have held the man's hand and punched it.

But now......

The man who wants to beat her is Ye Xiudu.

She can't do it!

If the target of beating her is Ye Xiudu, it's not impossible.

She also hoped that he could hit her twice to make her hurt and make her feel comfortable.

It's just that...... She suddenly felt like she was so perverted.

Tang Qing'er was embarrassed, but she had to grit her teeth and take his 'critical hit'.

The expected pain did not come, but the back of the head tightened, and the gentle but irresistible force carried her to a warm embrace.

"Whatever you want to do, I'll be with you."

The gentle words made Tang Qing'er's eyes red.

The tip of Tang Qing'er's nose was sore, and she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist.

"Okay, let's do it together."

If her guilt for her friends who died because of her could make her depressed, then her guilt for Ye Xiu Du was not an exaggeration to die.

The man she loves the most in this life, but because of all the torture she has suffered, she can't repay him no matter what she does.

If death can make her pay off her debts to those friends, and she dies a hundred times, it is not enough to repay Ye Xiudu's unreserved love for her.

He loved her more than he loved himself.

Tang Qing'er's movements on her hands unconsciously hugged her tighter, and crystal tears slid down her face, wetting his clothes.

Night cultivation, we want to be together forever.

Qianwenshui travels day and night, and the snake keeps swimming.

And Tang Qing'er is full of food and sleep, full of sleep and food, a little free time to inhale spiritual energy, in either refining a few pills, or making a few packets of poison powder or something, occasionally flirting with Ye Xiudu, talking about her interesting things, or teasing Ah Jiu, teasing Qianwenshui a few words, this little day is not too easy.

And this kind of day lasted for three days.

Day 4

Tang Qing'er stretched her waist, glanced at the hot sun above her head, found a comfortable position in Ye Xiudu's arms, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

She let down all her guards, let go of the spikes on her body that had been erected to protect herself all the time, just because of him.

Because he's by his side.

Tang Qing'er closed her eyes and lay in his arms, and the scene of her coming back here and killing for the first time suddenly appeared in her mind.

That's hell.

She turned that small, room-only place into hell with her own hands.

Tang Qing'er slowly opened his eyes, looking at the night cultivator who was still far away from the Mongolian people by paying attention to the nearby scenery above his head, those fox eyes were only superficial where he couldn't see, and the bloodthirsty coldness and contempt for human life only appeared shallowly.

Although it wasn't the first time she had killed someone, the taste of blood was not bad.

At that time, Tang Qing'er, who was at the end of the time, looked at the mess all over the ground and even sighed, as if she was happy and nostalgic.

Medical ghosts are not born in vain, and medical killers are not called in vain.

She can save people in the visible, and naturally she can also kill people in the invisible.

When saving people, she is the most beautiful angel in the world, holy and beautiful; When she kills, she is a bloodthirsty demon, filthy and hateful.

The pure and beautiful angels and the evil demons of hell, she, want.

Even for this, she has to have two different rumors, honor and sin, praised and abused by the world.

Tang Qing'er smiled, the curvature of the corners of her lips was full of contempt for the common people, and the fox eyes were full of vicious killing intent, as if they wanted to wash everyone away in a way that stained them with their own fresh blood, and an ice diamond-shaped mark appeared between her eyebrows, glowing with a blue glow, beautiful and dazzling.

At that moment, she smiled coldly, but she was earth-shatteringly beautiful.

Human life, what is it in front of her?

The people she once cared about the most were leaving in such a terrible way, what was she still afraid of?

It's just that when those eyes touched Ye Xiudu, the madness under their eyes gradually calmed down, just like the wind and waves of the sea gradually subsided because of the sun, with the breath of rebirth and joy.

Tang Qing'er smiled unconsciously, and the light of Bingling in her eyebrows was even worse.

No matter how heinous she was, she would always be a child in front of him and in front of them.

Maybe now that her hands are covered with blood, she is no longer worthy of him, but she doesn't mind killing all the women on this continent just to stand by his side.

She could, as long as he wanted.

The hand holding the man's sturdy waist tightened, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He's hers, and no one wants to snatch it.

Otherwise......

Tang Qing'er smiled slightly, her eyebrows were full of contempt for all beings and reckless madness, at this time she was like a lion dominating the grassland, with a hint of domineering in her majesty, and a hint of ruthlessness in her cruelty, as if no one could enter her eyes.

Otherwise, don't blame her for treating them with blood.

The corners of the girl's lips were slightly hooked, and a cruel and terrifying smile jumped on the delicate little face, feminine but unbelievably beautiful.

No one can snatch him, no one can!

Ye Xiudu, who was looking at the distance, felt the strangeness of the little fox in his arms, his eyebrows eased, his thin lips hooked slightly, how could his little fox be so cute?

If he was going to kill someone, he wouldn't mind doing it for her.

She's by his side, she doesn't need to think about what she has or doesn't have, she just needs to think about him.

But now, it seems that the little fox is going to do it himself.

What to do?

Ye Xiu Du was quite embarrassed, and glanced at Tang Qing'er, who was in his own world, and he saw the deep murderous intent and bloody intent in her eyes.

It was the mark of bloodthirsty.

It seems that her hands, like his, are not clean.

So what to do?

A smile crossed his eyes, and he thought to himself.

- Then he will hand her a knife.

She wanted to kill, and he handed her a knife; She wanted to heal, and he brought her tea; Whatever she wants, he can satisfy.

Whatever she did and what the consequences were, he bore it.

As long as she's happy.

Because he, like her, is not a good person.

Demons, why don't you deserve to be with angels?

Don't all evil and filthy demons deserve to have noble and pure angels?

Defile her, pollute her, no matter how beautiful she is, she will become dirty and unbearable, and it is not the devil who causes all this, but the so-called fate.

What is the Devil? What about angels? Who said that what is clean must be an angel, and who said that what is dirty must be a demon?

Angels become demons when they become dirty, and demons become angels when they become kind.

What is a demon in the skin of an angel? What is an angel with a demon mask?

So what are they?

Ye Xiudu's eyes flashed a hint of mockery, his little fox, can't it be that both angels and demons are both?

And he, can't he have both angels and demons?

Both.

As long as he wants, as long as she is happy, what about being an angelic couple? What about being a pair of demon lovers?

Because with her, anything goes.

Those deep eyes looked into the distance, and smiled indifferently with the proud momentum of looking down on all beings, and there was a bit of tenderness between his eyebrows.

What about the extremes of the two worlds?

No matter what they do, what they develop, it is all given by God, it is a gift, it is unique, and what qualifications do others have to judge?

Who says that what God has given has to be good?

What is mutilated is just as beautiful.

Tang Qing'er and Ye Xiu were floating alone on the wide river, and it was already afternoon.

The soft orange-red light spilled obliquely, and the empty banks were particularly comfortable in the afterglow of the setting sun, and a small crystal clear boat slowly sailed by on the calm river, glowing with a faint orange-red light in the afterglow.

A man and a woman sat in each other's arms, a pink nine-tailed spirit fox nested beside her, the nine little tails were swinging one by one interesting and cute, and there was a little white snake curled up with the thickness of an index finger beside her.

At this moment, it is extraordinarily quiet and beautiful.

Ye Xiu Du looked at this small boat made of ice, stroked the ice rhombic pattern on the side of the boat, and was amazed.

"Qing'er, this ......"

Rao is night cultivator was surprised.

"That's right, this one is made of ice, how nice does it look?" Tang Qing'er looked at Ye Xiudu with a smile, looking like I was very powerful and was about to praise me.

Ye Xiu Du smiled, and there was an ice-colored ribbon wrapped around his waist.

Tang Qing'er took back the ribbon, turned her head to look at the two sides of the strait that had become a little narrow, and felt the afterglow of the setting sun on her body, and the whole person was very comfortable.

In fact, there are many beautiful and unbelievable scenery in this world.

The Creator gave human beings to nature in order to help nature, to control the food chain, and to allow human beings to better seek nature.

Every moment of nature is their confession, and it also exudes their unique beauty.

The man smiled softly and looked at her, his deep eyes glowed with soft light, and his deep voice exploded in Tang Qing'er's heart.

"Beautiful."

Tang Qing'er's face turned red, buried her head in his neck socket, and stopped talking.

Ye Xiu Du smiled, and the hand holding her tightened.

It's nice to have her here.

The waterway is slow, and the boat rowed for a day before reaching the Mongolian people.

Day 5

Before she got off the boat, Tang Qing'er, who had just woken up and raised her head, was shocked when she looked at the scenery in front of her.

"This is the Mongols?"

The girl's exclamation was not loud or small, but there was still a lot of echo in the mountain stream.