The man's gloomy face was about to rain, his scarlet eyes were painful and resolute, and he took the pile of flesh and blood from the butler's hand with trembling hands, which was obviously an ugly and disgusting pile of minced meat, but he was careful to hold it in his hand like a rare treasure.

"The resentment on her body is very heavy, so the resentful spirit still exists, and if the gate of time is reopened, she can still come back to life......"

"No, king......" The butler knelt on the ground, and hoarsely stopped it.

Although the Night Lord has the ability to tear through space and activate the gate of time, the consequences are ......

The consequence is that he sleeps and sleeps all the time, and if the one who has his heart does not come to him, he will always sleep.

Such a consequence, such a price, is really ...... It's too big.

"I've decided." The man's tone was faint, but there was an irresistible sense of oppression, and the housekeeper didn't dare to say more.

"Wang ......" can tear apart time and space, only the king is alone, if he can replace ......

"Go and prepare." The man didn't allow the butler to say another word, and ordered lightly.

After bowing to the ground for a moment, the butler got up and went to prepare the formation needed to restart the Time Gate.

He wanted to remind the king of the consequences of doing so, but looking at the king's resolute and cold face, he couldn't say a second word.

Who can change what the king has decided? I only hope that she can come back to find the king and accompany the king.

The man solemnly placed the pile of minced meat on the table, his hands were sealed, the ice blue light was faint, and the pile of minced meat on the table gradually rose into the air.

"With my heart, the soul of the soul, with my blood, open the door of time, with my body, pave the way of rebirth......"

The sound of a low and deep flower, like a flower blooming in the dark night, is thrilling, but it is not known to outsiders.

The blood color suddenly rose, and the entire underground palace was filled with a layer of blood, and among the pile of minced meat on the table, a wisp of white and blue light faintly appeared, flying under the blood.

The man stretched out his hand, and the light obediently reached the man's slender and cold palm, the scarlet in the man's eyes gradually faded, and the ice blue covered it, he looked at the light in his hand gently, and sighed: "This time, my heart went to you, after all, you won't forget me again, Ye Jiujiu." ”

With a slight movement of his hand, the light drifted away, and the man looked at the fading light: "Remember, my name is Feng Mojiang." ”

Remember, my name is Feng Mojiang!

Remember, my name is Feng Mojiang!!

Remember, my name is Feng Mo General!!

Every time I dream back at midnight, I am haunted by nightmares, there is always such a voice, hovering in Ye Jiujiu's mind, I don't feel afraid, as long as I hear this sound, the kind of nightmare that really exists will gradually dissipate in my mind.

Slowly opening his eyes, his white arms covered his eyes, blocking the light shining through the gaps in the curtains, and in such light, he could vaguely see the person on the bed, his smooth forehead was covered with dense sweat, soaking the black hair on his forehead.

The soaked black hair became wisps and hung on his forehead, like a demon crawling up from hell.

Turgeo ......

The person lying on the bed laughed sullenly, and her whole body trembled at the laughter.

The muffled laughter gradually turned into a loud laugh, and the laughter was out of breath, and at the end, he coughed heavily.

The white arms slowly moved away, and the dark eyes went straight to the light in the gap in the curtains, and the astonishing hatred in them made the whole dark room gloomy.

Ye Mingzhu, Lu Qingqing......

The voice of gritted teeth and hatred came from the depths of her throat, muffled, with irrepressible, bone-crushing hatred......