Luo Jiuqiu's eyes widened slightly, surprised that the iceberg actually had feelings, thinking of the scene when they first met six hundred years later, and couldn't help but suspect that this person had driven him crazy.

But why was she so unbelieving?

Luo Jiuqiu was silent for a while, and finally pursed his lips and said indifferently: "Jian Zun, are you sick?" Like the dead after being killed by yourself? ”

Jian Zun's face was iceberg-like, expressionless, and nodded: "Yes, since I killed you easily." ”

"Huh." Luo Jiuqiu sneered and shook her head, she felt that she was actually sick. Because of boredom, I randomly found someone who thought he was the best-looking, pretended to like it, pursued it passionately, bothered to design, and once had a spring breeze, but finally died because of this boredom.

"Forget it, I'll kill you when I'm free." Luo Jiuqiu swallowed the fishy sweetness that spread in his throat, and wanted to leave after throwing this sentence.

Yunfu held Luo Jiuqiu's wrist, his fingers slowly slid down, and he forcefully inserted between Luo Jiuqiu's five fingers, interlocking his ten fingers, and said with a cold face: "I'm free, let's continue to die." ”

Luo Jiuqiu: "......"

Luo Jiuqiu suspected that Yunfu was terminally ill and could not be saved.

The battle of Luo Jiuqiu and the others destroyed a good city beyond recognition, and Yunfu took the group to another city in an instant with a wave of his sleeves.

The bustling streets, shouting, selling, laughing, and talking, noisy, and vibrant.

During the walking of the monks, none of them smiled, but they had an excellent temperament and attracted countless attention.

Pay attention, more people are either blatantly or secretly looking, and they are looking at Luo Jiuqiu more.

It's just that there is a hint of strangeness in those eyes, as if he is observing something through Luo Jiuqiu's face.

Luo Jiuqiu's gaze swept lightly across these people's faces.

Yunfu pulled Luo Jiuqiu and walked in front with his fingers interlocked.

Both of them have peerless appearances, cold eyebrows and eyes, and a trace of cold air from the inside out, which makes people only dare to look at it from a distance, but it makes people feel very compatible.

There are also those who feel very unworthy.

The black beast that does not want to disappear without permission is wrapped in a thick black mist, with a huge mouth open, sharp teeth nailed to Yunfu's calves, biting fiercely, whining and roaring, vowing to bite off a piece of flesh, but it is like biting a giant ice peak, and the giant peak walks like that, as if dragging an insignificant wisp of wind, unscathed, and too lazy to break free.

Yonghuai felt that a certain old cow ate tender grass, was ruthless and unjust, and had bad intentions.

Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang felt that a certain master might break out at any time and insert another sword, and a certain iceberg boss might not kill a certain uncle, but it was very likely that he would easily kill everyone present.

The young disciples of the Imperial Void Sword Sect felt that they had nothing to love, they felt that they were not worthy, they were not worthy to think more, they were not worthy to see more, and they wanted to kill a certain demon girl but they didn't dare to kill it. Who called the old ancestor obviously fell into evil.

Chu Zhiyi has been panting, his nostrils are smoking, his eyes are like bells, and the whole person is on the verge of breaking out at any time. He was thinking of a thousand and eight hundred ruthless ways to kill the Luo Demon Girl.

Luo Jiuqiu flicked a few wisps of aura at the fierce beast at Yunfu's feet, and found that he still couldn't make Yunfu see blood, his brows couldn't help frowning, he was bored, and he could only look at this bustling and lively human market.

I don't know which tendon Yunfu didn't match, so I had to pull her to go shopping.

Luo Jiuqiu looked coldly at the joys, sorrows, angers and excitement of others, his eyes were empty, and he was thinking about his grave far away outside Baiyun City.

At this time, Yunfu suddenly asked, "What do you want?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu didn't think about it, and said viciously: "I want you to die." ”

Yunfu asked again, "What to eat?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu: "Eat you." ”

Yunfu: "What do you want to do?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu: "you." ”

The air was suddenly quiet.

The group not far behind coughed one after another, Chu Zhiyi's nostrils couldn't breathe white smoke, and he felt that he was about to breathe fire.

Luo Jiuqiu finally turned his head and glanced at Yunfu.

She suddenly remembered that one day six hundred years ago, she was passionately pursuing Yunfu, and at that time they had also gone shopping hand in hand, like ordinary mortals to buy, eat, and do all kinds of fun things, but she was the one who bought, ate, and did. She used to be passionate, alive, bored and ignorant, thinking that flames could melt icebergs. In the end, I found out that the reason why Yunfu asked her to hold hands was just too lazy to break free. If he is tired, his backhand can be a sword piercing the heart.

Luo Jiuqiu's heart began to hurt again, she was a little irritable, raised her eyebrows slightly, broke free of Yunfu's hand, hugged her arms around her chest, raised her hand to look at Yunfu, and said coldly: "It is not suitable for warmth between us, what do you want to do?" ”

Yunfu was silent.

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu sneered, slightly surprised, and said, "You don't really like me, you want to rebuild the old with me, right?" But did I forget to tell you that I have never liked you, and all the past is just because I am bored, and by the way, I escaped from the proposal of the Valley of Hundred Flowers. ”

Luo Jiuqiu did not shy away from his scum.

Yunfu was indifferent, and said expressionlessly: "After I killed you, I only liked you at all, I liked the cold, but I could also extinguish the cold in the blink of an eye." ”

Compared with scum, Yunfu is not much better.

Those who accidentally heard these words all thought to themselves that the two were quite compatible.

A scumbag, playing with people's emotions. The other one is also scum, playing with people's lives.

Luo Jiuqiu slowly hooked his lips, smiled without showing his idiot, picked up the fierce beast at Yunfu's feet, held it in his arms and patted it, and said sarcastically: "It turns out that Jian Zun is planning to kill me again, do you want to preach?" ”

Yunfu's eyes moved slightly, as if he had been inspired, and he said: "It's okay to kill your wife." You and I can get married on the same day. ”

Ordinary people think that the Nine Killing Sword Venerable cultivates the Dao of Killing, but how can they think that it is the Dao of Ruthlessness. He went down to the mortal dust because of Luo Jiuqiu, broke the Dao heart, gave birth to a heart demon, six hundred years repeatedly, divided the puppet incarnation innumerable, chaotic amnesia again and again, and was already on the verge of madness.

Luo Jiuqiu was really surprised at this time: "You want to marry me?" You're afraid you're not amnesia again, right? Or rather, who have you taken away? If you marry me, you will be insulted by me, don't you want to touch people at all? Even if you have a pure heart and few desires, the people of the world will treat you as nothing more than pretentious for thousands of years before. The Tao is uncertain, and the heart is full of demons. I'm so happy to see the ruthless and loveless immortals fall into the mortal dust. ”

Luo Jiuqiu was about to applaud happily, but ......

"Who do you think I, Luo Jiuqiu, can marry if you want, what are you dreaming?"

Luo Jiuqiu didn't care at all about Yunfu's wife-killing preaching. In her eyes, there are many scoundrels in the world, prosperity is nothing but clouds, power is like a dream, strong and lively like the Moon Worship Sect can be extinguished in the blink of an eye, she Luo Jiuqiu will eventually die, and whoever dies will die. Six hundred years ago, in the hands of the immortal Yunfu, she would also die in her own boredom.

Yunfu slowly stretched out his hand, pinched the fanged beast, threw it away, grabbed the person with a cold and empty expression into his arms, and firmly held it.

Yunfu said: "Murderers can also preach. You can't go anywhere but me. ”