Pleasure in the courtyard of the house.

Melodious and tactful songs floated out of the singer's mouth, and in the huge room, several dancers in pink thin shirts danced, accompanied by singing, their soft waists twisted to an incredible degree, charming eyes like silk, and charming.

"Oops." Suddenly, with a low shout, a dancer fell straight down, just falling into Mo Xiu's arms.

Dressed in an ink-colored robe, his ink-like black hair was tied up with a hairpin at random, his slender fingers seemed to be casually tapping on the tabletop, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Like the devil among angels, he just sat there, didn't do anything, didn't say anything, but the whole person just exuded a lazy and domineering momentum, which was prohibitive, but his handsome and unusual face made people can't help but get closer.

Even if no one knows the consequences of rushing closer, it just makes people want to get closer, and get closer.

Just like the dancer who "accidentally" fell into Mo Xiu's arms at this time, she was looking at him with a shy face, with affection in her eyes.

"Huh..." Feeling the movements of the dancer in his arms, Mo Xiu let out a low laugh.

The dancer was shy, as if one more look at him would make her faint happily. Charming sound like water: "Childe"

"Childe, the slave family saw that you were drinking here alone, and the slave family was so distressed to see it, but what bothered the child?" The dancer's hand slowly tentatively reached for Mo Xiu's collar, with a seductive smile on her face, wanting to send her red lips up.

As a result, in the next second, the dancer's eyes widened suddenly, blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and her hands hung down weakly, and she was already out of breath.

Together with the other singers and dancers, they were all frozen in place.

Hua Yan appeared in shape, and said helplessly: "You can really do it, you just came out and you came here to play, in case you encounter——"

"Here you are, sit down." Mo Xiu flashed a big smile at him.

Mo Xiu seemed to be in a good mood, and when he saw Hua Yan, he smiled happily, but he didn't know that this smile almost dazzled Hua Yan's eyes. "Oops." Hua Yan suddenly covered her eyes, walked over and sat down next to him. "How? Pretty adaptable, right? ”

"It's fine." Mo Xiu played with the delicate wine glass in his hand, kicked the dead dancing girl on the ground away by the way, and said, "I didn't expect that after so long, this world has become so prosperous, and when I first came out, I was a little emotional." ”

Hua Yan looked at him like a ghost: "When will you learn to be sad and sad?" It's not like you. ”

"Huh." Mo Xiu seemed to laugh at himself, "But now that I'm out, then I should be in charge." Sad spring and sad autumn? No, no, I'm just sorry for these poor mortals. ”

Hua Yan asked him, "What do you want to do?" ”

Mo Xiu threw the wine glass in his hand, stood up, and said, "Naturally, I want revenge - the pain and torture I have suffered for thousands of years should also be tasted by these so-called famous and decent people." ”

"Could it be that you are still -" Before Hua Yan's words were finished, Mo Xiu had already disappeared.

Hua Yan immediately became worried, and followed suit.

As soon as the two of them left, the people in the room returned to normal, but a corpse appeared for no reason, causing a commotion, and soon the whole courtyard of the pleasure was lively.

In the demon dungeon.

In the dimly lit cell, the stench of decomposing corpses was everywhere, and if you listened closely, you could hear the sound of something dripping on the floor, tick-tock-tick-tick, which was especially eerie and terrifying in the dead night.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.

Then the cell door was opened, and a torch floated in, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be a little ghost with a torch walking in, silently opening the chain in Yanruo's hand, and motioning her to follow her.

Yan Ruo has been locked up here for three full days, and she has not entered a drop of water for three days, plus there are injuries on her body, Rao is she is holding on, and her face still shows a haggard look, and her whole face is extremely pale.

Seeing that she didn't move, the little ghost was a little anxious, squeaking and gesturing something, and even wanted to reach out to pull her, but the little ghost's hand had not touched Yan Ruo, and the mortal heart bead on his wrist had already emitted a ray of light, protecting Yan Ruo.

The little ghost seemed to be burned, covered his hands and screamed, but he still looked at Yan Ruo, and gestured very eagerly, and kept pointing at her and pointing outside, as if telling her to run quickly.

Yan Ruo understood what it meant, and showed a grateful smile, and she said, "Thank you, little one, I can't leave yet, so I can't leave with you." Hurry up, this is the demon clan, not a place for you to stay. ”

The little ghost was in a hurry, squeaking and gesturing randomly, and even wanted to forcibly pull her away regardless of the danger of being injured by Fan Xinzhu.

"Huh-"

Suddenly, a sneer sounded, and then Mo Xiu's figure was revealed, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the little ghost was completely wiped out.

"Mo Xiu!" If he didn't have time to stop it, he watched him beat that little ghost to ashes without saying anything, "It's innocent!" ”

Mo Xiu pulled out a mocking smile on his lips, looked at her and said, "When will my affairs here be managed by the little ghosts in the Netherworld?" ”

"What's more, it actually wants to take you." Mo Xiu's voice was as cold as ice in the Nine Cold Days, close to Yan Ruo's ear, and he said, "I will never allow you to escape from here, never." ”

Yan Ruo's heart trembled.

"Someone, take her out, wash her, and send her..." Mo Xiu seemed to be thinking about something.

A shadow man appeared in response, and when he heard this, he asked, "Demon Lord, where did you take her?" ”

Mo Xiu suddenly smiled: "Send her to my room, find someone to watch, feed some water, feed some food, don't starve people to death for me." ”

The shadow man seemed to be surprised, but he obeyed the command without asking too much, and took Yanruo out in response.

Mo Xiu also walked out with his hands behind his back.

Hua Yan hurried to the dungeon, only to find that she had pounced, and when she saw that Yan Ruo was gone, she was worried that something was wrong, so she had to urgently summon the little demon who was guarding to ask, and learned that Mo Xiu personally came to take Yan Ruo away, and she was both worried and excited - the worry was that Mo Xiu was emotionally unstable now, and if her emotions were out of control and her mind was out of control, it would be bad to make a move on Yan Ruo. Excited that Yan Ruo and Mo Xiu can finally meet face to face again, even if there are so many grievances and grievances in the middle, they have always met, which is probably a great happiness for Mo Xiu, seeing Yan Ruo, right?

Moxiu in the room.

The empty room was filled with a sweet fragrance, the doors and windows were all closed, and even spells were cast, no matter how you tried to get it, it couldn't be opened. The sweet smell in the room was getting stronger and stronger, and his intuition told Yan Ruo that this was definitely not a good thing.

Otherwise, she wouldn't feel hot and dry, and her whole body was like it was on fire.

"Damn." I tried again, but the window still wouldn't open, so I had to give up. No, she had to get out quickly, or if she stayed, she was worried that something would happen to her. But now the doors and windows can't be opened, and even Fan Xinzhu has no response, no matter how she summons, Fan Xinzhu never responds, as if she is asleep.

Just as he was in a hurry, the door suddenly opened, and Mo Xiu walked in.

Mo Xiu naturally smelled the sweet smell in the room, and then looked at Yan Ruo, his eyes darkened a little.

He walked over, grabbed Yan Ruo's hand, stared at her eyes, and asked, "Let me ask you, in the dungeon, you can escape with the power of Fan Xinzhu, why don't you leave?" ”

Yan Ruo looked at him frankly: "There is no reason, this is just a debt that I should repay." ”

"Hehe-" Mo Xiu laughed, "Debt? So you also know shame, so you also know indebtedness? ”

"Of course I know. ”

What you owe will be repaid after all. If you think about it, instead of feeling guilty and uneasy all the time, it is better to return it to him together, along with this life, and also to him.

"But you're wrong." Mo Xiu suddenly let go of her, turned around, and said, "You want to repay the debt, but I won't ask you to pay it." I want you to live in the guilt of me for the rest of your life, with this guilt for me, until you die. ”

"Do you think that those thousands of years of pain and suffering can be forgotten by saying sorry easily? Do you think that those scars, your words of repaying debts, can be easily erased? It's a joke. ”

"Yanruo, I just want to take revenge on you, imprison you, torture you, let you taste all the pain, let you suffer all the torture again, so that we will be fair."

Mo Xiu turned to smile at her again, but this smile was so cold, "Yanruo, I want you to go to hell with me." ”

Yan Ruo's heart was alarmed, but before she could react, Mo Xiu had already reached out and grabbed her firmly, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her with such force that it seemed to rub her into his body.

"Mo Xiu! Mo Xiu! Be sober and don't be impulsive, we ... We might be able to talk about it, don't be impulsive—" Yan Ruo felt a lot of uneasiness in his heart, and hurriedly tried to push him away and escape from his confinement.

Mo Xiu chuckled in her ear: "You are very fragrant, did they bathe you?" Now that you have washed it, don't move it, because if you sweat for a while, it won't be clean. He greedily inhaled the faint fragrance on her body, felt her struggle, a trace of yin fowl flashed in his eyes, and hugged her harder.

Yan Ruo was almost out of breath when he hugged her, she could sense that he was very abnormal, but when she heard his gloomy tone, she didn't dare to move at all - with her alone, she was naturally not Mo Xiu's opponent, even if she struggled, it was just a waste of effort.

Mo Xiu's hand slowly caressed her back, intentionally or unintentionally, rubbing the thin fabric of the cicada's wings with his fingertips, and then cast a spell to freeze her when Yanruo began to struggle.

The knobly jointed hands are so good-looking, but at this time, these good-looking hands are doing things that make people blush and heartbeat - Mo Xiu patiently, one by one, unbuttoned the clothes on Yanruo's dress, unbuttoned with one hand, and caressed her face with the other hand, and when kissing her lips, Mo Xiu sighed very lightly, as if he was in pain and satisfied.

"Yanruo, go to hell with me...