Wei Zhi was startled when he saw Dong Yun suddenly trembling in the middle of speaking!

Hurriedly helped her, "Senior sister! How..."

"Is it a recurrence of an old disease?"

"I'll take you back, Shizun won't blame you."

Dongyun closed her eyes, her fists clenched, and her palms were bleeding.

"I'm fine, I'm not feeling well just now. It's good now. ”

She silently pushed away Wei Zhi's support, smiled at her, and stood up straight again.

Wei Zhi saw that Dongyun was fine, and she still thought worriedly: This time, two or three times... Hey, the fairies are so strong.

She had no choice but to say, "Well, I know it's important to experience." ”

"Then, if you feel uncomfortable for a while, I'll catch a demon beast for you, senior sister, don't hold on!"

Dong Yun looked at Wei Zhi's little face and bit the tip of her tongue hard.

"Okay, thank you."

She pretended to be the same as usual, looked behind Wei Zhi, and said in a casual tone:

"Well, your Taoist couple is here."

Wei Zhi turned his head and smiled at her at Shang Di Xin's demonic face.

"Xiao Xin", she waved her hand.

Di Xin strode by, and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Wei Zhi saw his ethereal and illusory figure, and exclaimed, "Wow, Xiao Xin has been practicing very hard recently!" ”

Di Xin took her hand, and rubbed her thumb against the palm and back of her hand little by little.

It looks like it's rubbing dirt.

"Well, listen to the branches."

As he spoke, he wrapped his little hands into his palms.

Very intimate ordinary movements, which fully demonstrate the possessiveness of men.

Dong Yun watched in horror from the sidelines.

The tip of his tongue was numb in pain, and he was awake to maintain his sanity.

So, he deliberately revealed his identity because he was not satisfied with her holding hands with Zhizhi?

Threaten with this?

Zhizhi she...

The little junior sister saw him bumping and touching on weekdays, and the distressed appearance of rushing to the medicine for a small wound;

and has always regarded him as the strength of the foundation building period, and protects him everywhere.

Obviously, junior sister, she doesn't know who her Taoist companion is!

Oh, my God!

How can the ghost king have seven emotions and six desires?

Isn't he dead? Why is there someone's love!

Dongyun's mind was in a mess, and when she was extremely frightened, she calmed down a little bit.

In the afternoon, the forest obscures the sky.

The disciples had long since dispersed, each looking for demon beasts and opportunities.

After Wei Zhi chatted with Di Xin for a few words, he turned his head to care about his senior sister and said:

"Senior sister, since you are not feeling well, then let's go hunt for a demon beast earlier. I'll look for a top-grade spirit plant that has no poison to alleviate the sequelae of this dead air. ”

Doesn't that ghost king have weaknesses?

Everyone described him as being so crazy, but fortunately the target of his strategy was not him.

Otherwise? Hehe, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back after tens of thousands of years!

The death gas contaminated on the battlefield three thousand years ago almost made the senior sister disappear, but fortunately she survived by relying on the magic weapon given by the emperor.

As soon as Dong Yun heard this, cold sweat broke out behind her back, and she smiled reluctantly:

"Okay, thank you, junior sister."

Di Xin glanced at Dong Yun, who didn't dare to look at him directly, squeezed Wei Zhi's hand, and said:

"There is no such spirit plant, except for the Northern Yin Ghost King who takes the initiative to take it away, the dead qi can only be restrained."

When Dongyun heard this, she trembled again in fright, silently distanced herself and distanced herself.

She'd rather spend another thousand years refining dead qi than you draining it!

Wei Zhi sighed, and then asked curiously:

"Xiao Xin still knows about the ghost king? So what does Beiyin mean? ”

Are the demon people so well-informed?

She hadn't even heard of this gossip.

Seeing Wei Zhi's expression of fear and disgust when no one else heard him, Di Xin happily continued:

"Because he was born in the land of the Northern Shade, where no one can go, the land of evil spirits. Gathered the dead qi and malice of the Three Realms. ”

His tone was very casual, and he seemed to know the origin of the ghost king very well.

I don't have the same fear, disgust, or fear as others, and I look flat as if I'm introducing a friend's house.

Wei Zhi felt that the Di Xin in these few seconds was a little strange.

But it's also an illusion for just a few seconds.

When she blinked and looked at her boyfriend, he was still the "stupid boy who was easy to deceive from the landlord's family".

Looking at himself shyly and crookedly with a shy smile, Wei Zhi immediately praised:

"Xiao Xin knows so much!"

Di Xin bent down and kissed Wei Zhi's forehead, his ears were red.

"I know everything, and you can ask me!"

Wei Zhi laughed and laughed with him, dragging his hand and dangling, "Really? Then may I ask Xiao Xianjun, your love for me, if the full score is ten, how many points do you score? ”

Di Xin led her away, looking into the depths of the misty forest, her eyes rippling green.

Deep and treacherous.

"Huh? 10 out of 10? Can you hit a thousand, ten thousand? ”

"My favorite is the branches."

Wei Zhi heard him muttering love words again, thinking of his three tasks, and jokingly asked:

"And if anyone likes me? What about pursuing me? Is Xiao Xin so jealous that he wants to beat people? ”

It's not that Wei Zhi doesn't like her without Xianjun, it's just that no one has ever confessed to her.

The main reason is that Wei Zhi's adoptive father is Beidi Xianjun.

In the immortal clan with a high "breakup rate", many immortal monarchs did not dare to talk to Wei Zhi rashly.

It wasn't until Wei Zhi announced ten years ago that she was with Di Xin, the outer disciple of the Immortal Sect.

Since then, the disappointment of disappointment, the excitement of watching the excitement.

Dong Yun, who was a little far away, heard Wei Zhi ask, and her little heart trembled.

She wanted to cry without tears, and she really wanted to uncover the disguise of the ghost king regardless of it.

But does she dare?

I don't dare to borrow her 10,000 guts!

Di Xin didn't have the gloomy face that Dong Yun imagined.

Instead, he thought quietly and seriously for more than ten seconds.

...

At that time, he sat under the tree in a daze, feeling so bored.

At the beginning of his birth, he had to endure overwhelming nausea and lifeless pain.

Later he gradually got used to it, and then he became paralyzed. Until the end he got stronger and stronger, and nothing could hurt him.

and no living creature shall come near him.

He looked at the Three Realms for 10,000 years, observing everyone he encountered.

When he meets interesting men, women and children, he will restrain his dead anger and imitate each other.

In 10,000 years, there have been many women who have liked him.

They amazed the skin of his incarnation, and Zhizhi looked at him the same way.

Every time a woman wants to talk to him, she will soon be contaminated by his unrestrained death.

The weak ones die directly, and the strong ones will react quickly and run away to save their lives.

Since then, his fame has spread farther and farther and more feared.

Only his branches are an exception.

Di Xin decided that Wei Zhi was the spouse that Heavenly Dao had specially given to him.

The first time we met, her stunning eyes, the distance that gradually approached... Di Xin raised his hand and wanted to give this very weak immortal clan a good time.

How do you know that Wei Zhi is getting closer and closer, obviously touching the dead air, and still has no reaction.

Even shook his hand.

For the first time in 10,000 years, Di Xin felt the touch of a woman.

Warm, soft, fragrant.

She smiled at him, gave him snacks, complimented him in all sorts of ways... There was only his reflection in the round watery eyes.

It was also the first time that Di Xin felt the throbbing sensation of his heart beating faster from his human form.

Strange and joyful.