Chapter 90: The Little Maniac of the Evil Ghost King

"The red candle that I fell out with Zixuan that day was your hand and foot."

"yes, silly boy." The god smiled and looked at the ant: "With a small thought, the candle will be extinguished a little." ”

The red candle is set for life, and all difficulties are inseparable.

The red candle made by the love fish, between a couple of newlyweds, burning, symbolizes the mutual heart and love.

And she also rose up, and took out the heart candle that was fished out of the Demon Venerable's treasury.

No matter how I saw it that day, I liked it that day, so in front of the left and right Dharma protectors, and a bunch of treasures, I put them in the mustard seed storage bag.

"Qi Zixuan, if you care about me, light these two red candles with me." The little fox's cheeks were crimson, but a pair of light red glass-like fox eyes were very bright, she couldn't wait to put the fine spiritual power gushing out of her fingertips on the red candle, and watched the red candle light with anticipation: "Qi Zixuan, look, it's lit!"

"Hurry up yours!"

Mozun looked at the little fox who was good at breaking the atmosphere, he was very helpless, and he was quickly relieved when he thought of the previous accident.

He is not so angry that he vomits blood, the little fox has already made too much progress, don't force it.

Qi Zixuan hugged the little fox tightly, lifted his fingertips, and lit another red candle.

The two red candles made a burning sound, which made the hearts of the two people embracing each other soft at night.

The silhouettes of the two of them were illuminated on the wall, and the warmth spread everywhere in the hut, and it also made the little fox's red face plastered with hazy warmth.

The red candle lit by the Demon Venerable burned very fast, so fast that the one lit by the little fox was far less than the speed of burning; The little fox was anxious, and wanted to add another spiritual fire unruly, but his thoughts were broken by the low laughter of the white-clothed Demon Venerable, and the man's chest trembled, which was particularly charming.

"You see how much I care about you." The Demon Venerable kissed the little fox with satisfaction, and narrowed his phoenix eyes: "You also like me."

The big hand held the soft little hand, and the man said: "At this moment, I only feel that there is no one more fortunate than me in this world." ”、

Even if you don't have as deep emotions as mine, as long as I know that you like me, that's enough.

Whether it's a thorny road, an invisible abyss, or a shattering hell.

As long as you're by my side, that's enough.

The little fox pouted, embarrassedly buried his head in the arms of the Demon Venerable, and after a whirlwind, he was spread on the soft bed.

She stretched out her fingers to trace the suffocating outline of the Demon Venerable, her cheeks became more and more crimson, and she looked around in a panic, and in the midst of the Demon Venerable's low smile, she caught a glimpse of the pair of red candles.

Mo Zishu was silent, blocking the affectionate phoenix eyes of the Demon Venerable, her mouth was dry, her heart was throbbing, and the overwhelming grievances and disbelief instantly shed tears, she wiped away her tears indiscriminately, forced her crying, and stumbled and asked: "Are you happy with me now, or are you happy with me thousands of years ago." ”

Under the heavy snowfall, the sadness of the woman holding the umbrella is still in the depths of her memory.

Mozun was stunned, joy swelled up, happy that the little fox who had no heart actually learned to be jealous, he comforted gently, took the little fox's other hand, and kissed the little fox's palm tenderly: "I am naturally happy with you now." ”

For the snow-colored silhouette, Qi Zixuan, who loved her, had long since died lonely in endless time.

Now, he is not living like a walking corpse, or because his little fox has given him the best life.