Chapter 67: The Magic Sword Protects the Flower in My Palm (3)
"What tricks?"
Yuhua had already sat up and listened to her words, but her eyes were blank, and it didn't seem to be a fake at all.
He seemed to feel that his reaction was normal?
Ji Zhuo was silent, unlocked his spiritual power seal, dispelled the demonic qi next to him, and by the way, took advantage of his coma to get out the demonic qi that entered his body.
As for the spirit lock, Yuhua seemed to be about to "snatch" it.
Ji Zhuo stared at him, his expression was not ordinary confusion, but Yuhua smiled at her.
The cold fairy suddenly showed his face, and his smile was shallow, like a spring breeze turning into snow, which was amazing in an instant.
Her eyes darkened.
The emperor suspects that Xiaohua is seducing the emperor.
And the emperor has evidence.
Otherwise, why do you smile so well?
His Majesty the Demon Emperor thought so, thinking that his mind was wild and perverted enough.
The next moment, it made her extremely stunned.
"Your Majesty, do you want to double cultivate now?"
There was a sudden silence in the room.
The demonic energy seemed to be stagnant.
Ji Zhuo: Hmm?!!!
What was he just talking about?!
The emperor was stunned!
She looked at his handsome face in amazement.
His expression has always been cold and flat, but he is saying this kind of "non-stop speech".
The stunning and lovely little flower sat on her couch, looking like "Ren Jun picks Jie".
Can't see it!
Tianxiu suddenly couldn't help coughing, coughing so loudly, coughing and running out, it seemed that he was choked by melon seeds.
Woo woo, this god is wrong.
This oracle shouldn't curse himself casually!
What the hell is this little flower?!
What about your shyness, your reserve?
Could it be that in the first two planes, the fiery sun evaporated by the little ancestor radiating from the little ancestor?
Dirty, dirty......
"Your Majesty?"
Seeing that she was silent for a long time, Yuhua called out again in confusion, and stretched out and gently tugged at her sleeve.
“……”
Ji Zhuo felt the sleeves move slightly, lowered his eyes and watched Yuhua's coquettish movements, and his heart was indescribable.
She also wanted to ask, what about the coldness and ruthlessness that she said?
That's how he is cold and ruthless?
Who else in the world is hot?!
Ji Zhuo was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his expression was always calm and indifferent, and his eyes were already very dark and dangerous.
"Xiaohua, you can't wait to be the emperor?"
She violently pushed Yuhua down and pressed against him, her tone was slightly cold and ambiguous, and she seemed to have no clear meaning.
Yuhua was stunned, slightly open her clear eyes, and looked at the close by.
He reacted for a moment.
It seems that Ji Zhuo's reaction is strange.
Looking at her eyes, she was very confused, as if to say, how can you hit a rake?
"Didn't you want to double cultivate with me that you kidnapped me?"
How can you say that he can't wait to be?
After Yuhua finished speaking, her expression was a little aggrieved and innocent, as if she was accusing her of being a thief and shouting to catch a thief.
“……”
Ji Zhuo was blocked by this question.
She must carry the sliced pot, which is indeed irrefutable, and it is impossible to refute it.
Because to be honest in doing demons.
The emperor really wants to double cultivate with Xiaohua.
That's right, but Yuhua's reaction was too calm and calm!
Ji Zhuo's fingertips rubbed against the side of his face, his tone was quiet, and his eyes were dark.
"Yuhua Immortal Monarch, you should know that the method of double cultivation is not mutually beneficial."
"In the demon world, there are many ways to take others to supplement themselves."
Her tone became more and more dangerous, and the Demon Emperor's coercion slowly tilted out, and the vain increased pressure made it difficult to breathe.
Demonic energy is stirring and tumbling around.
"Yuhua Immortal Monarch's cultivation is not shallow, if it is devoured by this emperor, his strength will definitely increase greatly, and the breakthrough is expected to be ......"
The slightly cool fingertips of the scorching fingers wandered around his neck, like a blade sliding away, treacherously cold.
She stared at him, not missing a single glance from him.
"Oh, and then?"
The cold and ruthless Yuhua Immortal Monarch blinked lightly, his expression simple and innocent.
“……”
Fog grass, you sell a chili pepper cute!
The terrifying atmosphere she had managed to create was all scattered in an instant.
Ji Zhuo looked at him, not ordinary depressed.
Dear, selling cuteness is also to pay attention to the occasion.
It's easy for you to be sunny.
"And then? What do you say then? ”
He pinched his chin and looked inquiring, eager to dissect his brain to see what kind of brain circuitry was inside.
He doesn't really make a staff, does he?
It's just a matter of replicating your own tragic fate.
There is not a little sense of danger yet.
I really don't know if I'm pretending to be stupid or really stupid.
"Oh, you're going to kill me?"
Yuhua blinked again, with a fearless look, as if she was selling cuteness under the sun.
The kind that owes the sun to shine.
"......" by that.
What the hell is this little flower?!
A wave of helplessness rose in her heart.
Seeing that she was silent again, Yuhua couldn't help but smile, and even stretched out her waist directly.
It was as if she was not a Demon Emperor at all, but his closest person, defenseless.
He affectionately pressed his face against her, rubbing her smooth clothes slightly.
"You won't hurt me."
His voice was firm, and his trust came inexplicably.
“…… You're so confident. ”
Ji Zhuo brushed his heart away, not looking at his suddenly slightly aggrieved eyes.
She turned around and walked out of the dormitory and found Tianxiu.
"Xiu'er, what's the matter with him?"
She remembered that it had looked at him for a long time, and must have seen something, and this thing knew more than she knew.
"Guess?"
Tianxiu glanced at her and lazily spit out the melon seed shell.
...... "Guess you're a chili."
Ji Zhuo resisted the urge to kill it, and groaned slightly, "Could it be that he has memories from the past?" ”
She asked about the first two planes, or some distant past, her lost memories.
Tianxiu shook his head, "No." ”
"Huh?"
"I was skeptical, too, but he really doesn't have memories outside of this plane."
Tianxiu stall is small.
"Then how could he ......?"
"Subconscious, or obsession, although this soul fragment has no memory, it has a strong consciousness that belongs to Ji Hua's body."
Yuhua replicates the tragic fate.
It is also because of this ontological consciousness.
"As long as he doesn't meet you, or encounters something that will stimulate his ontological consciousness, he is usually quite a normal cold immortal."
"Harm, you should treat him as a split personality."
Tianxiu's tone sighed a little.
Alas, it's amazing.
Love can split people's personalities.
“……”
Ji Zhuo was silent, wanting to ask some other questions, but saw that Tianxiu was busy stuffing his mouth with melon seeds.
Obviously, it doesn't say what it doesn't say.
She glanced at it coldly, but returned to the dormitory to touch her little flower.
Yuhua sat quietly on the couch, playing with the silver chain on her wrist a little boredly.
Seeing her come back, the smile melted away.
She finally couldn't help it, and habitually touched his hair, very innocently.
As a result, his words made the topic colorful.
"Your Majesty, double cultivation?"
“……”
You're really indebted.