In front of the Dixuan Gate

Xintong sat quietly by the wall, holding the unconscious leaf thorn tightly in his arms, speechless.

Jing Wei went to look for food outside the Ghost Pavilion, he said that he had to eat enough to reach the end in one go, and Jing Wei felt that Ye Thorn must have not eaten or rested for several days before he fell into a coma.

Now that the senior brother Jing Wei is not around, the senior sister Ye Thorn has also lost her mind, although the hidden charm of the red chain still protects them very well and has not appeared, but Xintong is still a little panicked in her heart, and she is at a loss.

It is now the seventh day of the first month, Xintong thought to herself that Ye Thorn's body may have the cause of hunger and fatigue as Jing Wei said, but it is by no means the main reason; if I guessed correctly, the reason why my sister will be depressed from time to time, chest tightness and shortness of breath, must be because of the spiritual jade on the chest!

Thinking of this, Xintong couldn't help frowning, now the image of the King of Xuanyuan Demon Ziyan in her heart has dimmed a lot. This demon not only gave the junior sister ** medicine, but also did not obediently wait in a conspicuous position when she died, causing the junior sister to find it so hard, and inexplicably installed this broken stone on her chest...... What kind of artifact, this artifact now makes the junior sister not only become the target of everyone, but also endure the pain of the skin every day.

So Xintong secretly thought about waiting to see Mo Ziyan in the thirteenth hall, regardless of whether he looked exactly like His Royal Highness, and was shocked, so he slapped him twice first!

The leaf thorns are dazed, like a dream.

In a trance, she saw a vast land, which was hot and familiar.

Not far away stood a white and thin child, exactly the appearance of a mortal eleven or twelve, he was dressed in red, with red eyes like blood, his eyes were seductive, and his hair was as hot as flames, as if he would be burned if he touched his hands. The child looked at Ye Thorn's frowns, and yelled at her angrily: "You dare to sweep the interest of this king!

In an instant, the picture flickered, and the child stood in front of a group of trembling demons, his eyes lit up, his feet jumped slightly, and he shouted excitedly: "Come on, kill me with a new spell!

Ye Thorn saw that in the main hall, the child was dressed in an extremely fine fiery red floating silk trailing robe, and with one hand he brought a jagged golden armband full of thirst, and instantly jumped off the throne, and said impatiently: "Let's go to the cave quickly! I've had enough of this little child's skin!"

It was the child in front of him who instantly grew into a man with eyes like stars and a long body, his long blood-red hair was scattered behind him, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin. He carefully looked at himself in the holy spring, and then said happily: "I didn't expect the kite to like this, it's really beautiful!hahahahahaha!"

Ye Thorn saw him gently move his slender index finger, and a blue-green dazzling halo appeared in the sky, and the picture was strange and mysterious, gorgeous and colorful, like a fairyland, revealing a fateful dream. When Ye Thorn came back to his senses, he saw the man in front of him with a slightly red face, exhaled lightly, and said embarrassedly: "I was thirsty and didn't say it like before, but I finally succeeded." ”

Then, the man's hand rested lightly on Ye Thorn's shoulder, and his expression was gentle, "Kite, what you like is beautiful...... Like you, even though you've become the same ordinary demon I looked like when I first saw you, I feel like I can still find you right away, and I still think you're beautiful, that feeling...... Isn't that weird?"

Under the bright moonlight of the Chang'an Palace, the man and Ye Thorn sat side by side on the edge of the window, he gently pinched Ye Thorn's face, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, I knew that Kite was reluctant to let me die!" Then he suddenly squinted his eyes again, and looked at Ye Thorn with interest: "How about it? I didn't expect it, your every move, every word, I can remember it in my mind without effort." ”

That night, Ye Thorn broke his hand after fighting the flying wolf, and used all his strength, facing the smiling Ding Ning, facing the sixteen vertical bars on her chest that made Ye Thorn cold and hairy, the man's tall figure instantly blocked in front of Ye Thorn, and said angrily to Ding Ning: "That's enough! That's it! You win first, I'll talk about it!"

That night, as soon as the door of the leaf thorn house opened, the man grabbed her wrist that was injured by the flying wolf's hammer with one hand, and carefully pinched it from bottom to top, and said with a surprised expression: "Okay......?" Then he seemed to be puzzled, "But just now the bones were broken......

That night, the man clung to the waist of the leaf thorns, the scorching breath, the warm and hot lips pressed tightly against her, the tip of the tongue was flexible and possessive, greedily grabbing the breath that belonged to her, and vigorously exploring every corner between her lips and teeth.

That night, the man felt the tingling sensation in Ye Thorn's body, and he grabbed her hand and kissed her neck, sucking her chapped and ugly skin eroded by the poison in the iron chains, from his neck to his shoulders, from his shoulders to his collarbone, from his collarbone to her chest...... The man's movements were very gentle, and with such strength, Ye Thorn had no way to refuse.

Still that night, the man endured the pain, tried to straighten up, wrapped his hand around Ye Thorn's neck, put his forehead on her forehead, closed his eyes and whispered: "Kite, you won't die, as long as I don't die, you won't die." ”

And that night, Ye Thorn helped the man to the bed, and his body became extremely cold as if he had been poisoned by the water of the Yang Pond, so Ye Thorn also lay down, his hands tightly wrapped around him pale, and pressed his face tightly against his cold neck, trying to pass on the temperature of his body to him as much as possible.

Leafthorn remembered everything about the man.

She remembered his distinct outline, his own fairy spirit, the curvature of his slightly long eyelashes on his face, the crimson silk robe he wore in Chang'an, which was inlaid with silver hollow hibiscus flowers, and the faint scent of ice mandarin flowers on his body, which was a faint smell of rhododendron in mint, fresh and cold;

Ye Thorn remembered his majesty and domineering, arrogant and uninhibited, and remembered the sentence he roared at the night in anger: "The bones of my military division's right hand are all shattered, and now I don't feel at all, you still expect me Haihan? It's not that simple!"

Ye Thorn remembered his innocence, outer rigidity and inner softness, and he whispered in her ear: "Because I know that with it, even if I am not there one day, the terrible pool water will not be able to hurt you, and no one will be able to hurt you." ”

But what Ye Thorn remembered the most was the night after the competition with the Five Generals of the Earth Ghost Palace, or the night before the Battle of Qishengmen began, that night he couldn't help but ask him that question, and his answer turned out to be the last thing he said to himself.

"Ziyan, why did you just say that as long as you don't die, I won't die?" Ye Thorn asked softly with his face against his neck.

When he heard this, his body trembled slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Because from a long, long time ago, you are the queen of my Xuanyuan, the wife of my Demon Ziyan. ”