"Milian, you won't love anyone, and neither will I." Luo Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and with a slight force of his fingers, he pinched Mi Lian's smooth back: "You and I just take what we need." ”

Milian sat up suddenly, she was wearing a light green waist-length skirt, and her hair was tied back and fixed at the back of her head: "Do you have to say that such a happy time is so unsightly?" ”

"I need your demonic energy, and you also need my demonic energy, just a fair deal." Luo Yu exhaled a breath of turbidity, shook the placket of his clothes and stood up, and put on his clothes: "Take me to Mi Jiang, the soul you want, only she and Su Qingli can peel it off." ”

Mi Lian looked at Luo Yu with mist-like eyebrows, and her tone was silky and charming, crisp into the bone marrow: "I want the reincarnated soul of the Heavenly Monarch." ”

"Then it's up to Mi Jiang to give it to you." Luo Yu gently pushed Mi Lian away, and his fingers wandered over her face: "You are aging very fast, and the corners of your eyes are beginning to have fine lines. ”

"Yes, that's why people want your soul." After Mi Lianjiao finished speaking, the person returned to her three-point soft and three-point ruthless appearance: "It's not easy to find Lord Mi Jiang, this is for you, if you have a fate with Lord Mi Jiang, you will meet her in the City of Ten Thousand Demons." ”

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, accepted a piece of cherry blossom petals that Mi Lian had brought over, thanked him, and left Mi Lian's residence.

Mi Lian watched Luo Yu's departing figure, and as soon as her cherry lips opened, she let out a faint sigh.

The night soon enveloped Liuyue City, and after a meal of nonsense, Emperor Xi sat in Kunwu's room and closed his eyes as if he were dead: "Come on." ”

Kun Wu lit a candle and roasted the dagger, and as soon as he touched Di Xi's finger, Di Xi reflexively withdrew his hand and looked at Kun Wu with an aggrieved face: "Do you really want to say something?" ”

Changli, who has always been cold-faced, held a glass cup in his hand, and his shoulders moved slightly, but he quickly calmed down.

Kun Wu hummed very ruthlessly, said a word to ask the county lord to close his eyes, and then rudely grabbed the emperor's hand and stroked it gently. Changli aimed the glass cup at the lower end of the emperor's finger, and waited for the blood to drip all over the small half bowl before putting the glass cup away.

Kunwu's rough palms swirled around the fingertips of the emperor's seal, and he didn't know what was in his mouth, and the blood magically stopped.

"The county lord can open his eyes." Kun Wu picked up the handkerchief placed on the side, wiped the blood off the emperor's hand, and then said after hearing the words. Emperor Xi took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes, and his face was already unbelievably white.

In fact, in the early years, she was not afraid of blood at all, but since the seal was carved into the national seal, she can no longer see blood, every time she sees it, she is dizzy, and it is difficult to breathe.

But Di Xi doesn't think this statement is very good, if it is said that blood and jade are in conflict, it is better to say that weapons and jade are in conflict, but she is not dizzy in weapons.

Emperor Xi carefully looked at his fingers, which were very smooth, as if they had not been slashed by a dagger at all, and couldn't help but praise Kunwu's technique. Kungo just laughed, and the two of them didn't have any suspicion.

Chang Li got the blood of the emperor's seal, sealed the glass cup, and disappeared, the emperor knew that he was entering the palace to save the old emperor, but thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask Kunwu: "Mr. Kunwu, can my blood really save the Cangshuo Emperor?" ”