"Hongying? Here she comes? Where is she......"

Duan Xi'an moved his two tightly bound legs, raised his head from the mud, and his tone changed from joy to doubt. On Yang Ying's ugly face, a pair of eyes were slightly convex and full of tears, looking at Duan Xi'an on the ground.

Duan Xi'an shook his head, his lips moved, and he looked incredulous.

"You're not Hongying, she's so good-looking......"

The red dress on Yang Ying's body slowly stretched to the ground, turning into clusters of red flowers, burning like flames in the dim night. Her face also changed, little by little, it became the face that Duan Xi'an was most familiar with.

"You, you, are demons!"

Duan Xi'an was so frightened that he leaned back, and tried hard to hold his hands so that his whole body did not go limp.

Chen Qingqiu already had some guesses in his heart, it turned out that this was the cause and effect of him.

"Rest in peace!"

"Leave him alone! Hongying, haven't you seen it yet? He's scared of you! He's afraid that you're a monster, don't be stupid, go back with your sister, you won't end well with him. ”

Ignoring her sister's words, Hong Ying stared at Duan Xi'an with a pair of eyes open. Duan Xi'an seemed to be frightened, he stepped back a little in fear, and then said tremblingly:

"Are you...... Are you going to eat me? ”

"No, I love you."

Hongying squatted down, the flowers on her body fluttered and fell along with her tears, and Chen Qingqiu felt that the fragrance on the tip of her nose was even stronger.

"Hongying, don't be stupid...... This man, he's not here to go with you tonight! ”

"What?"

Hongying stood up and threw a vine out of her hand.

"Ziying, I said it, let them go."

The wind blew in the woods, but the leaves did not sound.

Ziying stood motionless, looking at her sister in front of her.

The monsters are so powerful that most of them grow and cultivate alone. She and Hongying are different, the two weak little demons depend on each other, and it is not easy to have today's cultivation......

"Dog man, you say, what are you doing tonight?"

Hongying's tears kept falling, and the vines in her hands stretched out, stabbing towards Ziying.

Duan Xi'an was suspended in the air by the vines that had grown on the ground, the shoes on his feet had been thrown off, and a thin vine on his neck was getting tighter and tighter.

All of a sudden, Zi Ying was stabbed by the thorn vine stretched out by her sister.

"Ziying! You, let him go! ”

Duan Xi'an struggled non-stop, pulling the vine around his neck with both hands.

"I, I said, don't kill me! Don't kill me! ”

The tightening of the vines stopped, and Ziying pulled out the thorn from her sister and covered the wound. Hongying drooped the vine in her hand blankly, and Duan Xi'an's hoarse voice sounded:

"Hongying, my father said, if ...... If I want to marry you, I can't, I can't inherit the family property...... I'm here to tell you that tomorrow, I'm going to meet someone else......"

Hong Ying was stunned for a moment, her face full of disbelief. It took dozens of seconds before she reacted from the shock in a daze:

"But you said you loved me."

"I don't have to be with you to love you, Hongying, you, you're a monster again......"

A strong wind blew violently in the forest, and Chen Qingqiu smelled an even stronger aroma. The woman in the red dress in front of her suddenly turned into a red wind and rushed into the forest.

"Hongying!"

Zi Ying let out a shout, and she withdrew the vines on Chen Qingqiu's body and chased after her.