Ling Jinxi was dreaming, as the god son of Wanren Mountain, he shouldn't have dreamed, but he knew very well that he was dreaming, this was the first time he had dreamed.

"Ji Weiliang, is that you?" Ling Jinxi asked.

As he pronounced the name, his entire dream seemed to light up.

The white light cluster, like the moon close at hand, Ling Jinxi blinked, everything around her changed, in the shallow fish forest, above the mirror lake, there was a flame dragon behind her, wrapped in a roar of flames, and in front of her was a corpse devoured by the hatred cloud.

Ling Jinxi looked at herself running over in embarrassment, she was the savior of Yucheng at that time, and she was the dependence of Yuezhou, but when Ling Jinxi ran in front of her, he forgot all this.

She wanted to use her body as a weapon to hold the boundless hatred cloud.

Stop her? Convince her? Still help her!

At that time, Ling Jinxi had already made a choice.

If Ling Jinxi hadn't seen the truth with secret techniques today, he probably wouldn't have left her.

He couldn't watch her die, without the divine power to suppress her, the spiritual power in Ji Weiliang's body would only slowly tear her apart.

If she's wrong......

Wan Ling Mountain only has a choice, promised, will do his best, even if he merges into the Dead Sea of Wan Ling and becomes a part of the divine power, he will never regret it.

Today's matter in Xianling Village, Ji Weiliang said that she did it, Ling Jinxi asked her why.

Why did Ji Weiliang do that?

Why did Ji Weiliang say that?

In fact, those are not important, what Ling Jinxi wanted to ask at that time was, why did Ji Weiliang put himself in such a dangerous situation?!

But he didn't ask.

Because, whatever the reason, the most important thing is that she is not hurt.

For others and for himself, Ling Jinxi will be able to be reasonable, fair and just, but only Ji Weiliang is his selfishness.

He can not ask what she is doing, what she is going to do.

He knew she had many, many responsibilities, many, many concerns, and it was impossible to tell anyone.

If you want to stay by her side, you have to be unsuspicious.

Therefore, no matter what happens, as long as it is related to Yuezhou, Ling Jinxi never asks.

But is that really the right thing?

If that person is Ji Weiliang, it seems acceptable to be wrong.

At the age of twenty, as an adult man, Ling Jinxi will be responsible for his actions and will think clearly before acting.

Only in the face of his lover and dreams, he wants to choose naivety.

It's okay to be stubborn to go your own way.

It's good to be so naïve as to be stupid.

If he loses, he will also be responsible for that kind of self and that kind of life for himself.

In the Zaocheng City Lord's Mansion, Yu Nan looked at the young man on the hospital bed, and his original short hair grew rapidly.

"Love is green and long, so that's what it means." Yu Nan also saw it for the first time, "No, this is ......"

"Get out!" Ji Weiliang, who was sitting on the beam, jumped down, picked up Yu Nan and threw it out of the room.

As soon as Ji Weiliang raised his hand, Ling Jinxi, who was sleeping, turned around, and her long hair was scattered on the pillow.

The pitch black is flexible, shiny and shiny, like the top silk, and the roots are even.

Ji Weiliang was a little envious, her hair was thin and soft, this kid's hair was simply stronger than her three.

But that emotion was only for a moment, and she quickly frowned.

"Seeing me kill so many people, you are so emotional? What kind of perversion is this!"

Thinking that such a pervert likes himself, Ji Weiliang's whole person is not good.

"I'm so unlucky, why don't I meet a normal person? That's right, I'm a madman, and if I can meet him, I'm also a madman." Ji Weiliang laughed at herself and withdrew her hand, but she didn't notice that her ring hooked Ling Jinxi's hair.

Awakened by the stinging pain of pulling his hair, the dazed patient turned to Ji Weiliang.

"Slightly ......" Ling Jinxi blinked in confusion, he was really sleepy.

"No, what the hell is going on with your body growing so much hair at once?" With a thin blade of his fingertips, Ji Weiliang didn't cut Ling Jinxi's hair.

"Interesting, really interesting." His eyes were cold, and a knife cut through Ling Jinxi's arm, and no blood flowed out.

Ling Jinxi, who was sleeping in a daze, was in chaos in his mind.

Ji Weiliang thought for a while, lowered her head and took his wound in her mouth, she had tasted Ling Jinxi's blood before, she could tell the difference inside.

Slightly sweet, several strange powers with Ji Weiliang's familiarity.

Ji Weiliang closed his eyes and carefully distinguished the differences.

There is the breath of hating clouds, but it has become weaker and weaker, in addition, there are divine power and spiritual power, those Ji Weiliang are not strangers, but there is also a power, Ji Weiliang is sure that he has seen it, but he can't remember it at once.

Subconsciously licking the wound, Ji Weiliang sat up, but he didn't find that his ring was hooking Ling Jinxi's hair.

Ling Jinxi grabbed Ji Weiliang, who was pulling his hair, and pulled the person into his arms in a daze.

All he knew was that she kissed him, should he kiss her too?

But he was so sleepy now, he couldn't stand it.

"Ling Jinxi!" Ji Weiliang threatened him in a low voice.

"Weiwei, don't be afraid, sleep ......" Don't be afraid of the Yin Soul Rakshasa and don't worry about the ghost, he will protect her.

Ling Jinxi's lips rubbed Ji Weiliang's hair, and the thick divine power was suppressed in an instant, making Ji Weiliang have no spiritual power at all, and even her strength and body as a Yuan Ying became an ordinary person in it.

Ling Jinxi was still feverish, and his hot breath burned Ji Weiliang's forehead, making her uneasy and frightened.

Someone who was controlled ......

She hates it!

In the rich divine power, Ji Weiliang, who has no cultivation, is just an ordinary person, she may feel heavy when she lifts something of ten catties, not a powerful Yuan Infant cultivator.

Ji Weiliang pushed Ling Jinxi hard, wanting to turn around and get out of bed.

Suddenly, Ling Jinxi turned around on the bed with Ji Weiliang in her arms.

Being dumped like this, Ji Weiliang was so frightened that she didn't dare to struggle, she covered her mouth with both hands and nestled into Ling Jinxi's arms, thinking about how to retaliate.

But Ling Jinxi slept more soundly with her things in her arms.

In the evening, the orange twilight fell on the bed through the window lattice, Ling Jinxi raised his head and yawned, and his body curled up on the bed also stretched, with the click of the joints, Ling Jinxi tensed his toes, and then naturally put his hand back in place.

The different touch made Ling Jinxi stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and looked at the shrinkage into a ball, only to see a hair top, nestled in his arms Ji Weiliang.

"Weiwei, are you still scared? Don't be afraid, no ghost can get close to the son of the mountain god." Ling Jinxi straightened Ji Weiliang's hair, but found that a bunch of hair had wrapped Ji Weiliang, and pulled it unhappily.

"Ah, it hurts!" Ling Jinxi raised his head in pain, and he was horrified to find that it was his own hair.

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