Chapter 112: Blue Tears 3

Her gaze didn't touch him at all, and she kept staring firmly at Zi Ling on the ground, as if she was afraid that in the blink of an eye, he would disappear.

"I'll die with him!"

The sound seemed to emanate from the gusts of demon wind outside the door, turning a thousand times, cold and indifferent, without a trace of Hao's heat.

A demon heart that was no longer hot was like being inserted by a sharp blade again, and it was bloody again.

Natsuhime slowly stood up.

The already unstable feather veil on the body fell off, revealing an incredibly soft and delicate body.

In an instant, the Dark Lord's cooled ** suddenly recovered, and even Bai Qiao stared at the delicate and incomparably beautiful body - she was amazed by her beautiful face before, at this time, I have to admit that even if she is known for her S-shaped body in the animal kingdom, the snake girl with the most beautiful water snake waist is not as good as her swaying and walking charm.

Without the slightest deliberateness and artificiality, it is something that no one can learn. It can only be innate.

The Dark Lord's breath was rapid, but he didn't reach for her again, just stared at her.

However, she didn't care about the hungry wolf-like gaze at all, she only re-fastened the butterfly buckle of the wedding dress at will, fell barefoot on the ground, walked over slowly, and reached out to help Ziling......

She touched him carefully, first putting her hand on the tip of his nose and testing his breath, and then gently helping him up, she was gentle and slow, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

Bai Qiao whimpered, full of sarcasm: Demon Venerable, Demon Venerable, look at it, this is the woman you love, and people don't put you in their eyes at all. Compared with Prince Chen, you are simply the most insignificant speck of dust......

Although she couldn't move, she forcibly broke through the seal on her mouth and laughed at him unscrupulously: "Demon Venerable, wake up, hahaha...... You look at this woman, you look at her...... She doesn't love you, hahaha, this woman, she doesn't love the most powerful and majestic male in the Three Realms...... Hahaha...... Demon Venerable, you are the king of our demon race, the idol of all women, but this woman, she doesn't love you...... She doesn't look down on you at all......"

The Dark Lord already felt that in Ji Wuxue's eyes, he had always been shorter than Ji Wuhua, but at this time, hearing this ridicule, he couldn't hold it on his face, and he was a little jealous.

However, he still forcibly held back and said in a deep voice: "Ji Wuxue, he can't die, you don't care about him." ”

Ji Wuxue turned a deaf ear.

Her contemptuous demeanor and contemptuous demeanor once again angered Wu Xian.

As soon as her hand touched Zi Ling, she was suddenly pulled hard, she couldn't stand steadily, and her body fell into the arms of the Dark Lord.

His eyes were filled with rage, and she was so hard that her jade wrist suddenly bruised terribly.

However, she held back, didn't exhale pain at all, sneered, and was extremely contemptuous: "Wu Xian, you have followed me for thousands of miles and destroyed me, what kind of hatred do I have with you?"

He grabbed her tightly, his eyes showed a strong sense of pain, and his mouth was so dry that he couldn't say anything.

She was even more contemptuous: "Or, you have a grudge against Ziling, so you came to take revenge on me?"

He was breathing so quickly that he was like pulling a bellows, and after a while, he suddenly said incoherently: "Xia Ji, have you forgotten who you are...... You are Ji Wuxue, the little fairy Ji Wuxue...... Hundreds of thousands of years ago, you were my bride...... Your husband can only be me, so you must come with me, and you promised me that you would have thousands of children for me......"