In the Demon Sacrifice Tower.

On the first floor, the door of the tower behind him slammed shut, and it will not open again unless the person who opened the tower eventually becomes a demon or is gone.

Ye Lingyi raised her hand to cover her eyes, and the top of the glass reflected the intense light emitted by the unknown light source embedded in the center, as if she was going to stab the blind person who came in, especially for her, and now she knew that this place was empty, and she couldn't see anything else.

The head was a little dizzy, and the body function quickly dropped below the warning value after the stress response, Ye Lingyi's eyes were suddenly stimulated by the strong light and couldn't focus for a while, and she subconsciously shook her heavy head, the unexpected dizziness was menacing, Ye Lingyi let out an irrepressible muffled snort stuck in her throat, and she didn't squeeze out any effective sound, so she fell backwards almost without resistance.

A pair of hands behind him caught up in time, carefully encircled her shoulders, and the sleeves mixed with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms swept in front of her, Ye Ling helplessly let her eyes scatter, and she didn't even hear a word clearly.

"Don't be busy, you can sleep for a while......"

Yue Luojiu took into view the whiter complexion of the person in her arms than before, and pursed her lips without saying a word, and the curvature of the beautiful lip line was restrained.

A purple mist so thick that it was about to materialize came out of the Yeling Yiyin Hall, spreading out in the air implicatedly.

That is a person's most original divine soul, and the one that belongs to the human race should be a chaotic gray, not this unexpectedly clear purple, and it should not be pulled out of the body by other external forces when the person is still alive.

Yue Luojiu moved her gaze from Ye Lingyi's face to the air, and saw the purple mist, on one side it was an irregular edge, and the edge gradually melted into the air, and on the other hand, it was a straight line, with clear boundaries, and the space could not be encroached upon.

It was a quarter of an hour ago that Ling Yi used the "Phantom Sword" to cut it off by herself, and the missing half of the divine soul was personally transferred to Bai Zhuan Bing, which could definitely save her life.

The long sword, which was not beautiful at all and had messy colors, appeared in the center of sight like a maggot on the tarsal bone, isolating him from her, Yue Luojiu didn't know what she thought, and suddenly relieved her whole strength, and laughed like a sigh.

There was also a light red on the edge of the split purple mist, the red that the person had never stained in the memory before, and the pink eyes could teach the pink eyes to see the darker color.

Yue Luojiu's fingertips trembled invisibly, and she wanted to hold the person in her arms tighter.

I don't know how difficult this is or if this is something that he has been looking forward to for so long that he really doesn't dare to act in front of him, countless unconcealed struggles flashed on his face, mixed with the smile that has not faded, it was a vague expectation, but it looked inexplicably a little bitter.

A few seconds of trance for centuries was just a simple matter of a little more strength, but in the end, he still lacked the corresponding courage, and did nothing in his life when he was closest to her heart and most likely.

Obviously, this can be said to be his place, obviously he can ...... Above board or dark and mean, it always achieves its goal.

The light red edge was wrapped in a faint light powder that could not be seen, and the purple mist slowly fell back from the Yin Hall of Ye Lingyi, and returned to the same place, pretending that nothing had happened, and Yue Luojiu stood up with someone in her arms.

No matter how many times, if it is related to her, he will always lose, it's not that he can't win against others, yes, he can't deceive himself, Yue Luojiu thought, he has tens of millions of means, once he sees her, he will still be the same as back then, all his efforts are in vain, how much he calculates, he will return how much he is in person, and sometimes he will post a few points.

Yue Luojiu turned around and stepped up the stone steps that were not a few stories high, and walked a few times, very slowly, very slowly, very long.

The door was said to be impossible to open, but in the eyes of him and the other two people outside the door that you wanted to break in and open immediately, it was just a stone, and it could easily send people in and out of him.

However, once the spineless and perseverance is loosened again this time, there will be no chance to catch it easily.

Of course he can't bear it, he can't even dream about it, but what's the use of that?

Yue Luojiu suddenly sent the person in his arms who seemed to be dead and refused to let go, and watched the person being picked up like a fight, but he didn't even have a trace of hesitation, and his hands were immediately withdrawn from the empty sleeves and put them properly, as if the reluctance hidden in Wan Jun's steps just now was pretending to deceive others and deceive himself.

He didn't even see a turn of mud and water, and his eyes swept over the magnificent and calm golden hall, and finally fell to the throne in a straight line with him.

The demon who was ready to trouble the world laughed, and in the unbridled laughter, the corners of his peach blossom eyes, which were unique in the world, laughed at a poignant and beautiful crimson that could never be erased in this life.

The so-called "affectionate", he didn't dare to show her a little bit of crossing the line, thinking of such a posture at this time, outsiders see, it was contrived and hypocritical, he forced her to come here, but when nothing started, he sent her away with his own hands when she was injured, a textbook coward.

But so what!

Yue Luojiu flicked her sleeves suddenly, and a whirring wind rolled up in this completely sealed space, tearing apart the natural tranquility.

Who is he?

He is Yue Luojiu, the young city lord of the Northwest Silver City, and there are few more noble people in the whole continent who are more noble than him, and the city lord of the Silver City, Yue Xuehan, may not be!

No, Yue Luojiu thought, the smile on the corner of her lips had some ironic aftertaste.

yes, he's almost forgotten who he is!

He was originally born on the shore of the first Wang Luo River outside the sky, and he was the first demon who could transcend the way of heaven and earth that could transcend the heavens!

He was originally a dignified demon ancestor, and he, Luo Jiu, 's love could not be taken by others, but he was not allowed to be so easily cheap!

Yue Luojiu, no, it is the first demon of Taigu - Luo Jiu, Luo Jiu strode straight towards the throne that was always quiet and safe, and the frequency between his steps gradually became harmonious with the rhythm of heaven and earth that no one could explore!

He chose to come back, and a trip to reincarnation would be fruitless, the damned heart should not have a chance to be resurrected, and his future days will be a copy of his previous days, and everything will be the same as then, just to protect her.

Yue Luojiu stopped in front of the throne, all the inanimate objects in this hall seemed to urge him to sit up, and heaven and earth would not object, although the real body of the thing that appeared to be just an ordinary throne in the world actually surprised the gods, and he could never afford it.

But he took a step back, and slowly knelt down under the throne, pressing his soft body to the ground without any gaps, and endless enchanting beauty emanated from every pore.

All living beings or dead things under the Heavenly Dao felt it at that moment, and they were controlled by the Heavenly Dao and let out an involuntary sigh, like a tribute from heaven and earth, or dissatisfaction.

It was my pleasure to hear his silent but speechless solemn murmur in the nearest wind, my princess...... No, now it is, my, king.