The main hall fell silent, and the demon cultivators in the hall knelt down in fright, not daring to breathe.

Demon Venerable snorted, his eyes lowered, killing intent churning at the bottom of his dark pupils.

"Tin Feather...... I have my own plans. ”

——

Mountains are stacked and clouds linger.

The rolling mountains embedded in the sky reflect the glittering golden red light in the light of the setting sun, and the sky is a beautiful red, like a beautiful picture.

After Bi Lian finished solving the affairs in the demon clan, he came to his dormitory with his hands behind his back.

Before he could walk in, he saw a beautiful maid kneeling on the ground.

Bi Lian's eyebrows moved, the tips of his eyebrows were slightly lowered, looking a little cold, and when he got closer, he asked lightly.

"What are you doing here?"

The maid who led the leader lowered her head stiffly, and her body trembled slightly from fear.

"Immortal Venerable her...... She's been in the bath for two hours......"

The low, hoarse voice could not be heard with joy or anger.

"When did she wake up?"

The maid trembled violently, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Yes, two hours ago."

It seems that he ran to this bath as soon as he woke up, but he hated him for being dirty, Bi Lian smiled, but there was no temperature.

He pushed open the door of the dormitory and walked in, raised his hand, and the doors around him closed automatically, and his fingers lifted the veil, and the white mist around the bath was entangled, and it blinded people's eyes, as if they had fallen into a fairy mist, and they could not see any scene inside.

Only when you walk in can you see one or two clearly.

He pulled out the white mist, strolled to the edge of the bath, only to see the silver hair like flowing water, roots like snow, and then the sound of the water sounded, the water ripples in a circle of fluctuations, the white shirt hanging on the shelf was torn off like a blooming white lotus, the sound of the water sounded, and the hem of the clothes drew a beautiful and graceful arc in the air.

The fog that rose from the heat was also blown away somewhat.

The thin, bamboo-like figure had his back to him, and his head of three thousand green silk hung down behind him, covering his back, and smudging a slightly darker color.

"Why didn't I soak as soon as I came?"

Bi Lian approached, reached out and pressed her shoulder, which seemed to be light and fluttering, but it was hiding strength, and half of Shen Yue's shoulder was numb.

She was forced to fold her shoulders and face Bi Lian.

Her expression was indifferent, her eyebrows and eyes were as cold and clear as white frost, her lips were full as if she could squeeze out juice, and she was white, like a fairy left in the world in this thick white mist.

The eyes are beautiful, but they are empty.

The coldness of the eyebrows and eyes seemed to make the pupils without temperature dyed with pure coolness.

Bi Lian's heart suddenly skipped a beat for some reason.

The strength in his hands increased, his fingertips sank into the soft flesh, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and a trace of waves crossed his eyes as silent as a deep pool.

The fingertips gently caressed the corners of the reddened eyes.

The smile that came out was playful and sarcastic.

"Why bother? I've seen everything I should have seen. ”

The hem of her clothes hanging on the ground was soaked, the ends of her silver hair were still dripping, and her spiritual power had all been sealed, and she couldn't use her spiritual power to dry her hair, so she could only let it be wet and draped on her back.

The frost-white eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't speak, her pale and sickly face was fragile and pitiful, and it made people feel endless pity for no reason.

But with it comes the mad desire to destroy and destroy the gloomy swamp.

The slender snow-white neck was exposed, and it was densely packed with red marks, just like plum blossoms left on the snow.

Bi Lian looked, for some reason he was in a better mood, he dried Shen Yue's wet silver hair, and then hugged the slender figure with crooked eyebrows.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He rarely said a warm word, but it was extremely mocking in Shen Yue's ears.

Her eyebrows were lightly closed, and her expression remained unchanged.

was ignored again and again, Bi Lian, who was originally violent and cruel, frowned, all the tenderness on his face faded instantly, he pinched Shen Yue's face, and his lowered voice was gloomy, revealing a coldness.

"Can't you hear me talking to you? Or have you become dumb? ”

Her face was really clean, very white, very red, and the dried silver threads were slightly fluffy.

His expression is also cold, like a stone that will never be emotional.

He spoke softly, his dark pupils filled with suppressed anger, and the strength of his hands increased, leaving red fingerprints on his snow-white face.

"Shen Yue, speak!"

Shen Yue didn't move, her lips were still gently pursed.

Shen Yue's temperament has always been like this, she rarely gets angry, even if she is angry, she is different from others, she is not noisy or noisy, she simply has a cold face, her mouth is tightly closed and she does not speak, as if she is angry with herself, sulking.

When she was angry, she didn't want to speak.

She didn't want to talk to the person who made her angry.

Bi Lian didn't have that much patience, he let go of his fingers, and even took a step back, and his face returned to calm, "Since you don't want to say it, then I won't force it, after all, Qingyunmen, some people will open their mouths for you." ”

Shen Yue's expression finally changed.

Bi Lian seemed to have lost interest, and turned around to leave.

The sleeves were grabbed, and the white jade-like fingertips were so hard that they turned white, Bi Lian seemed to have expected it, and a smile appeared on his face.

was also to give Shen Yue a dismount, Bi Lian did not turn around immediately, but was silent with his shelf.

The gauze curtain flew and the mist shrouded.

The immortal's voice was a little hoarse, and his cold voice was dyed with lust that made people blush and heartbeat.

Snow-white skin and flesh, bright red lips, snow-like hair, her expression is still very cold, "Bi Lian ......"

"Don't hurt the innocent."

Bi Lian was not very satisfied with her words, and turned around slowly to look at the person pulling his sleeve.

The eyebrows and eyes are really beautiful, but they are like snow on a glacier, except for cold, there is no warm emotion.

It's too bland.

There was an extreme contrast between her expression and the marks on her body.

There is no resentment, no sadness, not even anger, only frightening indifference.

This is not what Bi Lian wants to see.

He wanted to make Shen Yue miserable, he wanted Shen Yue to be sad, he wanted Shen Yue to never be able to show such a bland and indifferent appearance again.

Before coming again, Bi Lian thought that Shen Yue would hate him, maybe he would lose his temper angrily, or beat him angrily, scold him, and insult him, as long as he thought about it a little, he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure and excitement that made him almost a little impatient.

He really didn't want to miss Shen Yue's embarrassed appearance.

But no......

Nothing......

It's like a punch on the soft cotton, wasting all your strength, but not causing any damage to the other party.

She was still the same look of absolute indifference, as if what he did didn't care to her at all, didn't feel important, and didn't feel important.

To put it bluntly, Shen Yue still never looked at him at all!

She only has Qingyunmen in her heart!

Only the people of the world!

The fingers that fell under the sleeves of his shirt slowly clenched, and he smiled suspiciously, and the surging blood-colored demons under his eyes slowly emerged, and even the delicate and beautiful content became a little distorted.

"Hehe......"

He laughed softly, uncontrollably louder and louder, revealing madness and madness.

Shen Yue heard something that made her a little uneasy in this laughter.

"Don't hurt the innocent?" The voice sounded in her ears, the cold hand wrapped around her face like a python, the clamped arm made her unable to move, and she could only fall into her hard chest, and the uneasiness that permeated from the bottom of her heart became bigger and bigger, but he playfully continued to get close to her ear and spit out words that made people fall into an ice cellar.

"Even if I get hurt, do you think you can stop it?"

He looked at the white-clothed immortal, his tail note lazily prolonged, and his eyes were sickly and dead and gloomy.

"You can't do anything at all."

Shen Yue's face turned slightly pale, a little incredulous: "You said that as long as I ...... You won't hurt them. ”

The warm breath sprayed on his face was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, he stared at the snow-white and cold face for a while, smiled playfully, and his words were full of malice, "I said it, that has to satisfy me." ”

His dark gaze rested on the conspicuous tooth marks on his neck, and his voice suddenly sank as he rolled dryly at the Adam's apple, "I'm very dissatisfied with you." ”

Shen Yue, "......"

Shen Yue was angry: [Do you see what the villain is talking about?] My waist is about to break, and he's not satisfied! Is conscience eaten by dogs? ]

The system said very calmly.

[The villain has no conscience.] ]

Shen Yue was blocked by this sentence and had nothing to say.

The white-clothed fairy's lips became tighter and tighter, her eyebrows and eyes became colder and colder, the glow outside the window shone in, the white mist dispersed slightly, and everything was like a dream.

Her body trembled slightly.

"Bi Lian, don't deceive people too much!"

Bi Lian just laughed: "You can be disobedient, then I can also disobey you." ”

The intimidation of light and dangerous is extremely vicious.

Shen Yueqi's breathing was a little shorter, she clenched her fingers tightly, her bones turned white, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, she struggled to pull out her arm.

The big hand that clamped his arm became tighter and tighter, and Bi Lian had a smile on his face: "If you dare to take a step out of here, I will kill one person from Qingyunmen, and four people in two steps." ”

The words he spit out were more vicious and cruel than anything else, human life was not worth anything in his eyes, and he could die a lot with the movement of his fingers.

Shen Yue didn't move anymore, his eyebrows and eyes were almost a little ethereal by the mist of the pool, and Shen Yue even shrunk into his arms a little obediently.

But Bi Lian didn't feel any pleasure, he just felt that his chest was churning.

He blamed all this irritability on Shen Yue's ignorance, so his actions were even more Mi Jilu.

In the mist-shrouded environment, the man's eyes were like bloodthirsty beasts, obscure and dull.

"Now, please me."

——

Shen Yue was locked up in this huge and luxurious dormitory, and there were many beautiful maids around him, saying that it was serving was actually more like surveillance.

Bi Lian hadn't come over for several days, and he didn't know how he touched his moldy head in the bath that day, and there was no warmth between the two of them at all, only madness.

If he didn't come, Shen Yue felt that there were advantages and disadvantages.

The good thing is that she finally has a few days to catch her breath.

The disadvantage is that she has been imprisoned here, and she can't see the Dafang faction herself, and many things can't be unfolded.

Shen Yue thought it was very beautiful, she thought that as long as the villain was tired of playing, she would definitely give her a knife directly.

But the point is that I don't know when the villain will get tired of playing, and it will never take a few hundred years.

She didn't feel like she had that much time to waste.

Standing in front of the window, Shen Yue was wearing a thin white robe, the cold wind was blowing slowly, and the silver thread was blown a little messy.

A week has passed, Bi Lian has not been here once, and Shen Yue even wonders if the villain has forgotten her.

It's a bit immoral in this way, if you're tired of sleeping, you can be refreshed, and it's good for both of you.

According to the character design, it is even more impossible to take the initiative to find Bi Lian.

Shen Yue was thinking wildly in his head, and the cold wind was a little annoying.

The small exclamation on the side attracted Shen Yue's attention, she looked for the sound, and knew that there was a maid next to her who was pouring tea, and she was afraid that she had accidentally burned it.

The tone was elegant and indifferent, and the white-clothed immortal seemed to be concerned, and seemed to ask casually: "Is it hot?" ”

The maid just wanted to say that it was okay, but she saw that the white-clothed immortal had already walked in her direction, she was stunned for a moment, that is, after such a while, Shen Yue's knee accidentally hit a sharp object, which made her steps pause, and then indifferently bypassed, as if nothing had happened.

But the maid saw it with sharp eyes, where did she care about the burns on her hands, and hurriedly got up and came to Shen Yue, plopped, and knelt directly on the ground.

The voice was unstoppably trembling.

"It's the slave's fault, please atone for your sins."

The maid bowed her head so hard that her head was about to reach her chest.

Just when she was panicking, a sweet warm fragrance hit her, and before she could even react, she felt a shadow and squatted down.

Boldly looked up in a daze, and saw that clear-eyed face, like an immortal who didn't ask about the world and had no desires.

Her voice was bright and beautiful, and her face was indifferent and noble, "I'm fine, is your hand burned?" ”

The white clothes are swaying, and his expression is as indifferent as a lotus.

The maid had never seen such a person, and she seemed to be cold, but she also seemed to be warmer than the sun.

In the demon race, no one will pity the weak, here is the weak and the strong, only the strong have the full strength to speak.

And the lives of these attendants are cheaper than grass, and they are worthless at all.

It was also the first time someone had spoken to her so gently.

The burn on the back of the hand is not very serious, but there are a few blisters, and it will be fine to apply the medicine at will at will.

For the first kindness, the maid was a little uncomfortable, her head lowered, and her voice became softer, "The slave is fine, thank you Xianzun for your concern." ”

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