(Girls' Literature) ?

The two are obviously so close, but it seems to be far away, he once laughed at Wu Xiaonuan at that time, life is just a mirror, he knows that it is not true, but he always wants to hold it tightly.

Isn't that the same with him now?

Obviously regretting it will make her forget all this, but she is indulging in this warm happiness.

What if she could never use psychic arts, and only be by her side as an ordinary person forever?

But--

He suddenly covered his heart, Manzhu Sawa was already permeated with killing intent, he had killed countless people, sucked in a lot of souls, he was already full of evil spirits, and once he broke the roots, he couldn't adapt to it at all.

Homicide--

Maybe it's already hidden in the body and can't be pulled out of the most primitive instinct.

The bloodthirsty factor in the body is flooding, and as the flower of the other side, it is to rely on the soul to feed, once the supply of the soul is missing, to be honest, he can't accept it at all, and this evil aura has long been permeated, and the boiling blood is noisy everywhere, in order to save Xiao'er, in order to help the magic power soar, and not only inhaled the yin spirit, but also the resentful spirit, he didn't care at the time, but he didn't expect that now he wants a simple life, but it has become the biggest obstacle.

Therefore, the five spirit beads, he must get his hands, he must.

His eyes suddenly lit up with a blood-red glow.

Raising his eyes, he looked at the woman who was sleeping peacefully with evil eyes, and the corners of his lips finally hooked up a little, suppressing this bloodthirsty impulse, which is nothing more than two ways, one is to use lust and lust, the most primitive instinct to suppress this churning factor that wants to be soulful, and the other is to kill people.

She was never willing to hurt Xiao'er, and it was impossible for her to hurt her, and naturally she couldn't touch other women.

The purple sleeves flickered, and the man in front of him was long gone.

--

The next day, Wu Xiaonuan rubbed her sleepy eyes, wiped her saliva, and finally sat up.

"Beihuang, Beihuang."

There was no one outside the door.

Wu Xiaonuan finally opened his eyes, and he didn't wear any shoes, so he walked towards the door, "Beihuang? ”

She asked again, but there was no one after all.

She raised an eyebrow, and it looked like Beihuang wasn't there.

Sure enough, you still have to do it yourself, and you have enough food and clothing.

The woman smiled suddenly, made a basin of water, washed her face, tied her hair directly into a ponytail, swept her sleeves, and after making a black meal, she found that Beihuang still hadn't come back.

After waiting for a long time, I ate by myself, and I turned around twice boringly, only to find that without Ji Beihuang, this place is really quiet.

Boredom glanced around, Wu Xiaonuan's eyes lit up, she stepped forward, looking at her such a large yard, it was very empty, and she couldn't help but smile slightly, anyway, she was idle, it was really boring, it was better to plant some flowers and plants, vegetables.

And most importantly, you can save money on groceries --

Thinking about it like this, seeing that Ji Beihuang hadn't come back yet, Wu Xiaonuan put on her coat and went out, and happened to buy some fabrics and make a few sets of pajamas.

It's just that I'm still a little puzzled, usually Beihuang won't go out at this time, and now I think about it, in addition to opening my eyes here and seeing Beihuang for the first time, I really don't understand that each other's families are a god?

He said that he liked him very much, he had been a sick man since he was very early, and his family drove him out because his spiritual skills were too low, and he seemed to be very depressed? But despite the opposition of his family, he broke off the relationship with him and came to this deep mountain, relying only on his weak cultivation to support immortality.