After Luo Yue put Yi Mochen into the coffin, her head began to ache violently, as if something wanted to come out of her head.

She sat down on the ground and began to meditate, trying to press the thing down. The serpentine totem on her forehead began to flicker and darken, and the scaly clothes on her body began to fall.

And in the coffin, Yi Mochen's inexhaustible blood was being absorbed by the stone snake until the stone snake was completely dyed red.

The wounds on Yi Mochen's body were growing again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his entire body was finally covered with thick ice.

There were not many scales left of Luo Yue's head, and Luo Yue, who had the voice of the old woman, screamed miserably and stood up.

She ran to the coffin a little anxiously, pushed it away, and threw the blood-red snake out of the coffin. bit his fingers and sent them drop by drop to Yi Mochen's mouth, whose face had not yet frozen.

Yi Mochen fell asleep lifelessly, and Luo Yue, who had regained his body, was already in tears. The serpentine totem on her forehead was bright again, and the scales behind her quickly gathered around her body like magnets, and she once again lost the dominant consciousness of her body.

Luo Yue, who had the voice of the old woman, woke up again, and was extremely angry.

"You girl, don't want to come out again. I had no intention of harming you, and I saved your life, why did you hurt my life? ”

After speaking, as if holding a treasure, he put the stone snake on the ground back into Yi Mochen's chest.

Luo Yue's soul is now floating in the dark, always looking for a place to go out. She just felt a blank space in the darkness, and she jumped out with all her might.

She could clearly know what this witch was doing, but she couldn't resist. She kept asking the witch to let her go, but the woman didn't pay attention to herself.

"Please, you have a loved one, and I have one. Do not hurt him, for if he dies, I will surely perish with you. Luo Yue repeated this sentence half-pleading, half-threatening.

The enchantress finally answered her.

"I can understand you trying to save him, but he's dead! I have practiced for thousands of years and have not harmed anyone, I just want to be able to come back in my life, and I don't care if I become a god or a demon! ”

Luo Yue frantically tore at this darkness, but everything was in vain.

"Mo Chen is not dead, don't lie to me, he is just asleep!" How could her Mo Chen die, he was a prince with true dragon luck.

The witch laughed self-deprecatingly, and her voice was particularly harsh with the vicissitudes of life.

"Hehehe...... I once said this, for a thousand years, isn't this person also lying?

I was already cultivating with Changsheng, but he moved his heart and gave up eternal life for a woman. I have loved him for a thousand years, and I have hated him for a thousand years.

He was originally kind, but he actually killed thousands of demons for that woman, and used their demon pills to build a foundation for her to become an immortal.

But what's the use? After all, she didn't become an immortal and fell into the devil, and that person never really loved him, and watched him fall, leaving not half a tear......"

Luo Yue stopped her madness and sat down quietly, and she didn't preach again until the witch's lengthy speech stopped.

"You and him are not in love, but Mo Chen and I love each other deeply. You're sure he's awake and won't be away from you again. You have turned into a Jiao, are you willing to give up your cultivation to a man who doesn't love you? ”

The demon woman smiled more and more bitterly, and said, "Yes, I have cultivated to be worthy of him." Without him, there is no point in my life! You call me stupid, crazy or crazy, at least let him remember me, it's not bad! ”

Luo Yue saw that the demon woman was relaxed and nervous, and the blank appeared in front of her again, and she said her last words, and jumped out.

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