Murky was dumbfounded. He saw that Tan Hua's karma was plucked from the corpse and sucked into the blade, leaving behind a shell that could not evaporate. And the girl sitting in the coffin was even more cold, and she didn't even glance at it.

"They...... They even used 'Nine Songs' as a container for karma...... No wonder there are frequent accidents...... "Moqiu gasped as if he were facing a great enemy." He saw that Tan Hua's helmet was useless in front of the "Nine Songs", and anyone with a little common sense could see that if the second blade flew towards Moqiu, he would die like Tan Hua.

That indifferent woman has taken over the world.

Murchi's fear is that he may have to pay for the madness, because the girl resurrected by Pastoral will not necessarily spare Madrigal's death. Acting Cui repeatedly emphasized that Ye Aya can drive researchers crazy, and the ability of "Nine Songs" is to pull out "Karma Aya" for food, this positive cycle of killing stronger and stronger has lasted for I don't know how many centuries, and I haven't seen "Nine Songs" eat enough, it is likely to have some kind of supernatural spirituality. If the spirituality of "Nine Songs" covers the personality of "Xiao", then both Pastoral and Moqiu will inevitably die.

Murky stretched out his arms and tried to explain to the resurrected girl, like a fish on a chopping board, trying to talk to the kitchen knife: "Technically, I haven't killed the people of Yanxia. It's my duty to bring the team back intact, and yes I'm a failed captain......" He recognized, the cold, almost bewitching side face of the girl who had been sacrificed in the scorching sun an hour earlier.

The girl sat in the coffin and turned her head slowly, the arrogance of the "Queen of Hot Summer" still existed, and the strange red pupils were even more moving. Murphy was dazzled by her beauty, and in a trance, heard the cold and deadly verdict: "The guilty, there is no forgiveness." ”

There was a slight popping sound in the air, and the second blade went straight to the center of Moqiu's eyebrows.

Mo Qiu was very sure that his one-star martial god exquisite samurai helmet worth 10,000 baht would be cut by the "Nine Songs" like wax oil. Tan Hua's death is already in front of him, the cold girl is careless about human life, and the emergency situation does not allow him to be reasonable.

So Murphy pulled his legs and ran. He sprained himself and entered the sprint position as fast as he could, his head held high, and in the sonic boom, Murky's speed even created a vacuum, and the tunnel he escaped from was like a syringe that drained the air.

It's about two kilometers from the exit. As long as Murchu runs out of the pyramid, he can ask Agent Cui for help.

I'm afraid that Agent Cui would never have imagined that the luxurious hunting team would lose its troops, and a brutal feast would end in brutality.

Moqiu swished away, but the girl did not chase after her, for there were only two men left in the mausoleum—and she looked back at the stunned madrigal. Madrigal, realizing that she was being stared at, twisted her rusty neck and met the girl's eyes.

That familiar face is absolutely right. But the white dress that covered the moving body had long been dyed red by the strange karmic aya. A bright piece of karma fluttered on Xiao's body, like a killing intent eager to hunt, trying to break free from the host to go to the carnival, like a jumping flame, chasing and killing like a new realm. The blooming "Nine Songs" knife leaves, the flying murderous red silk, and the hazy bright long skirt seem to have an impatient will to come out, but her eyes are simple and indifferent, without guilt.

Pastoral swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling half a foot stepping into the ghost gate: "Xiao?" The voice did not land, "Ding Ding Ding!" Three blades shot like lightning, nailing Madrigal's sleeve and cloak to the wall; the blades were so thin that they could cut through the skin shallowly between the relaxation of the flesh, and the blood droplets rolled along the smooth blades and condensed into a crumbling drop on the "handle".

Even Tan Hua was only worth one knife, but Muge actually exchanged the word "Xiao" for three knives, which immediately made him unable to breathe. He was nailed to the wall, trying to protect the wound in his lungs with blue silk to maintain the stability of the inner universe, and then carefully looked at "Xiao".

However, when he looked up, the golden coffin was empty, and Madrigal was looking around vigilantly when suddenly there was a scream in the hallway, and Moqiu's screams came one after another:

"Of course I choose 'Shun I' Chang! I mean, follow you, I will obey you! Being a dog is better than dying...... I mean, it's my pleasure to be a hot summer dog......! Please don't put the blade in such a dangerous position......"

What can a person do when he is dying?

The answer is to do anything.

Pastoral witnessed the birth of three domestic slaves. Ink has brains, speed, and temper, and he's poached from the fleet by Blackwater, and then swears allegiance to Queen Yanxia in a scream of fear - who knows if Xiao will kill him with a single sword. Obviously, Xiao made a hasty decision, because Madrigal was still thinking, the fishy sweet fragrance was approaching, and Xiao was already standing quietly beside Madrigal, and at this time, the drop of blood on the crumbling handle of the knife had just fallen and hit Xiao's index finger.

Madrigal's eyes fell, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao not only caught up with Moqiu, who was known for his speed, but also fought, made a decision, returned to the mausoleum, received the first drop of blood from Madrigal, and sucked and tasted it with his red lips expressionlessly.

Pastoral looked at her eyes worriedly, and thought, "After Xiao's resurrection, there is no memory of the past, so why did she show mercy to my men?"

She closed her eyes and sucked her fingers, her eyelashes open, her breathing was already rapid, and she stared at Madrigal longingly. Madrigal thought the atmosphere was too weird, and thought that I was different from Murqiu, and that I was going to die a manly death. Then he asked sternly, "Why didn't you kill me?"

The knife that nailed the pastoral song ticked and ticked like a rain eaves. "Xiao" took the taste with his index finger and stared at the pastoral song in confusion: "I...... I want to keep you, but I'm afraid of hurting you, I hate you in my heart, but I always want to see you. I can't find a reason for these strong feelings, and I feel so sad. ”

These inexplicable words made her very confused, but she poked at the soft spot of the pastoral song every sentence, making his heart so soft that he didn't have the strength to beat. His expression melted into a gentle smile, revealing mixed joy: "Xiao, is it you? I finally got you back." ”

"Who is Xiao?" the girl asked, she was troublesome, put aside her clueless thoughts, and faithfully listened to her inner desires: "I want to be one with you, I want to eat you alive......"

At this time, Yongdao sounded and asked cautiously: "Hey, are you inside, Queen, is this some kind of test for the family dog, untie the leash and see if it will go home by itself......

It seems that Moqiu's fear of "Nine Songs" has been deeply ingrained, and he even groped his way back to find Nine Songs.

Pastoral was happy and messy, stammering reservedly: "Don't, don't, I'm embarrassed here, someone is watching......"

"I couldn't help myself. The girl said, fumbling to untie the madrigal's cloak.

The shoulder armor "dangchang" rolled to the ground, the sweat robe under the armor was removed from the shoulders, the girl's cold fingers slid over the hot skin of the madrigal, and the touch of the dragonfly was ethereal. Madrigal thought to himself: "Xiao, this is definitely Xiao! That's right! That's how she felt when she attacked me at night!"

"Don't ...... here," the pastoral song is half-pushed.

"I really can't help it. After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and bit on Madrigal's shoulder, burying her head in sucking. The inner universe of the madrigal was suddenly disordered, and the restless karma broke in, and the pure blue silk was mixed in the blood and sucked away. He felt that the touch of the girl's sucking was an extraordinary pleasure, and the shock of Aya's impact on reason was like a burning fire. This kind of happiness accompanied by severe pain is like a strong wine with ice, dripping with joy and indulging.

This sucking, for the first time, gave the madrigal the urge to sink longingly, wishing to revelry like there was no tomorrow, as long as there was each other.

But if this continues, the madrigal will lose blood and weaken. He used his reason to give her a gesture of nudge. She snorted with a slight "um", and obediently took a step back and looked up at him. She shyly covered her mouth with the back of her hand, her long eyelashes fluttering and peeking at him. This demeanor is very similar to Xiao when I first met.

"If it's a fitting of these," admits Madrigal, "you might as well drain me." ”

"But it's so comfortable. Her words became more, and her emotional demeanor and twisted appearance became more and more like Xiao.

"But it burns, like spirits. "Pastoral songs exchange experiences and talk about deeds.

"It's painful and comfortable, my reason is like an iceberg gradually coming to the surface, and I remember what happened before......" The girl's eyes drifted away in a panic, and while he wasn't paying attention, she secretly looked at him again: "I didn't know you just now, because Jiuge's memory poured into my body, it was too messy, it drowned me like a flood, so I didn't remember that my name was Concubine Xiao, so I didn't remember why I liked you......"

"?!" Pastoral was shocked: "When did you make yourself a concubine?"

Xiao stared at the pastoral song with a reproachful gaze, as if to say, "You obviously like me." ”

Mu Ge broke free from the blade with confidence and boldness, touched Xiao's face, and smiled gently: "From now on, Tianque is my home, and you are Mrs. Xiao." ”

Xiao put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and twisted, shook his body, and suddenly opened his hand and threw himself into Muge's arms, hugged Muge tightly and muttered, "Shenjun." In my dreams, I keep calling you that. ”

Madrigal rubbed her long hair and felt that it was good to hold her: "It's hard for you to fall in love with someone who has lost contact." ”

"In lonely days, it was your back that forced me to move forward. Although it was hard, it allowed me to reach heights beyond the reach of mortals. Xiao raised his head in his arms, his red lips opened slightly in confusion, his eyes stared at Pastoral Song hazy, and he stood on tiptoe slightly. The moment Madrigal's heart moved, he had already bowed his head to satisfy her.

"Well, I know it's not convenient to disturb the Queen at this time, but this blade follows me inseparably and is more prone to accidents......" A frightened voice came from the doorway, and Murky interrupted the romance awkwardly—he hid behind the stone wall, revealing his head, nervously pointing at the hanging blade above his head.

Xiao loosened Madrigal's lips. The four blades that bloomed behind her immediately turned their spearheads and rushed towards Moqiu, like a guard forcing Moqiu to raise his hands high, step by step backwards into Yongdao: "Okay, okay, I understand what you mean, I'll find an inconspicuous corner and sit down immediately, that's right, I decided to sit on this staircase, please calm down, please remember to take the blade from my head......"

Pastoral smiled: "I'm afraid you'll never get old again." He wiped the blood from the corner of Xiao's lips, and his eyes naturally fell on the four-page blade hanging in the air behind Xiao's back, and he felt something: "I was almost killed by you." It's dangerous. ”

Xiao was a little scared, held Madrigal's hand tightly, and told Madrigal all the memories that Jiuge gave her: "Karma Aya came from killing, has healing power, and can repair my body infinitely, so Shenjun has successfully resurrected me." However, my soul is given by Jiu Ge, and this body is nothing more than a puppet of a sharp blade, and only when I come into contact with the blue silk in the body of the Divine Monarch can I be able to talk to the Divine Monarch happily. ”

"No wonder you've been so indifferent since you bit me. Pastoral suddenly realized, "It turns out that you have come into contact with the blue silk in my body. ”

"Blue Aya represents rationality and innovation. Mrs. Xiao borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, "If I am disobedient, it must be Jiu Ge who is making trouble." As the only one who can conquer me, the Divine Monarch must step forward......"

"That is, to let you take a bite. "Pastoral verifying.

"Yes. "It's not enough.

"Other forms of ...... Uh, is it okay to communicate physically?" the pastoral euphemistically said, "It's the glory of a samurai to have scars all over your body, but I'm afraid it's not good to be covered with tooth marks." ”

Xiao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then stood on tiptoe and muttered in the ear of the madrigal.

Pastoral Ge pretended to be embarrassed with a smile: "Xiao, look, I'm afraid this won't work, even if I am beaten with iron, I can't stand your use like this." ”

Xiao raised his index finger: "Okay, give Shenjun a holiday on Sunday." ”

The madrigal said, "No. Two-four-six is on holiday, and only one, three, five, seven can touch me. I'm going to hurry up and get nourished. ”

"No, one, three, five, come back to see me intermittently, two, four, six, seven, or my reason will be replaced by nine songs. Note that Jiuge is a prop, and it is not very good at governing the country. Xiao hugged Pastoral's arm and bargained.

"Good, good. You win. Pastoral was hugged and walked out. He figured out that Xiao's "self" was easily overwhelmed by Jiuge, and he needed to keep letting Xiao come into contact with the refined Blue Aya. Strangely, Karma Aya is collected by using Nine Songs as a container, but Blue Aya can only be collected by Madrigal. Therefore, Pastoral must continue to go home to accompany Mrs. Xiao, and only by paying public grain stably can we ensure the long-term peace and stability of the country.

"What is the truth of this?" said the madrigal, laughing at herself.

Xiao suddenly said to the pastoral song: "Shenjun, I want it again." ”

"?!" Madrigal suspected that she was lying, "Didn't you just let you suck a lot?"

"But people just want it. ”

"Can you bite a more hidden place, such as ......" Before Madrigal finished speaking, Xiao stood on his tiptoes mischievously and bit him lightly on the neck, making a sweet snorting sound.

The overwhelming burning sensation and happiness came back to my face. Pastoral felt that his body was hollowed out, but his spirit was more satisfied than ever, and it was difficult to imagine such a wonderful sensory experience in the world, let alone the feeling of losing it. Kaya runs into Madrigal's body, leaving him to relax in the hammock of desire, while completely repairing Madrigal's injuries.

Xiao's lips left Pastoral's neck, giving him a feeling of emptiness in this moment. Pastoral lowered his head in a trance, saw Xiao licking his lips, and proudly announced, "I want other goddesses to be able to see the tooth marks on Shenjun's neck." ”

"They all say that I have a girlfriend in the divine realm!" "Pastoral Song pinched her face: "You want to rebel." ”

"No matter, the Divine Monarch is mine. Xiao hugged Madrigal's arm and put her face on it.

They walked out of the pyramid. When Xiao was crooked on the pastoral song, the overwhelming karma was like a sea of blood pouring into the road, flooding the shrines one by one, and baptizing the king's dry corpse. In the ecstasy of the birth of the blood god, a dry corpse sitting in a precarious position suddenly opened its red eyes, rushed out of the pyramid in ecstasy, and bit at the sight of the nobles, and the wizened bodies of the kings gradually plumped up from eating.

Murphy looked frightened and bit his fingers to keep quiet.

According to legend, these kings kept their bodies alive in order to resurrect them today. For them, the nobles of the Dead Winter Empire were several generations lower than them, and they ate without any guilt.

Madrigal knew that although these dried corpses were resurrected and crazy because of karma, they were all slaves of the blood god, and if Xiao did not allow the slaughter of the city, these dried corpses could only endure hunger.

In any case, Xiao has changed under the interference of karma, she has become more ruthless, more possessive, more aggressive, and more specifically, she has begun to compete with the goddesses who are high up for boyfriends, and in Xiao's eyes, the majesty of God is gone.

Madrigal knows that he will also be influenced by karma. It was a call to indulge one's self that no one could resist. Madrigal is clear that his mission is to maintain a balance between the self and the ego.