Constantly breaking through the space is a great burden for Chang Xiaoyue, who has not yet reached the tribulation and is only in the merger period.

The large loss of the power of the laws in the body made the demon pills in the body faintly cracked.

There was no expression on that beautiful face, only numbness.

Chang Xiaoyue didn't understand why.

Why should everyone kill themselves!

First the master wanted to kill himself, and now his husband wants to kill himself.

Is it a mistake to come into this world in the first place?

From the moment she stepped into the Great Cultivator, Chang Xiaoyue knew that she was just a stand-in to avoid Master's death!

I have already accepted my fate and hid in such a world, but what I am waiting for is that my husband is going to kill me!

It's as if it was a joke in the beginning.

The man who has thought of himself as a father since he was a child is still calculating himself in the end!

Hu Yun's figure appeared in front of him, Chang Xiaoyue's body was surging with qi and blood, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

After a long period of continuous breaking through the space, coupled with the rapid fire attack, the great demon cultivator who had awakened his true name was already at the end of the crossbow at this time.

Suddenly, Chang Xiaoyue stopped and stared blankly at a black figure in the distance.

She didn't want to run away, but felt that death was more like a relief for her.

"Trouble the sword faster, I don't want to hurt too much!" Chang Xiaoyue stopped, stood in the void, looked at the young man in front of her, and said lightly.

Leng Qingsong, who was standing with his sword in his arms, looked at Chang Xiaoyue with a calm face in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand but couldn't pull it out.

Leng Qingsong's hesitation was also seen by Chang Xiaoyue, this hesitation made Chang Xiaoyue couldn't help but be a little happy, but it was only a trace.

In the next second, Chang Xiaoyue appeared in front of Leng Qingsong, and the jade hand reached out to Leng Qingsong's face, Leng Qingsong subconsciously wanted to hide but did not move.

"You know what I'm happiest? That is, the little husband, who has always been decisive in killing, has not drawn his sword at this time. Chang Xiaoyue chuckled lightly and looked at Leng Qingsong lazily.

That enchanting and teasing Chang Xiaoyue is back.

She also didn't understand what kind of emotions she had for Leng Qingsong.

The person who always thought of himself as his father once said that as long as he chose one of Ouyang and Leng Qingsong to become his husband, he would be able to survive the future catastrophe of life and death.

He didn't choose Ouyang, who was flamboyant, but chose Leng Qingsong, who was cold when he was young.

Originally, it was just a deal to make for his own survival.

But Chang Xiaoyue, who has read all kinds of novels that Hu Yun brought to her from the world since she was a child, is more curious and looking forward to love in the world.

Will the husband he chose really be the same as in the script, farming and weaving with him, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

In the long years, it must be excellent for the two to be a pair of fairy couples.

Those mortals in the world have a very short lifespan, but their minds are extremely ingenious.

The love stories in this novel are either poignant or happy, which makes Chang Xiaoyue fascinated.

Whenever she thought that she would have a big tree to protect herself and shelter herself from the wind and rain in the future, Chang Xiaoyue would blush with her heart.

How can Sichun not think about people?

This big tree naturally became the face of Leng Qingsong, the husband he chose.

Whenever she thinks of this little husband, Chang Xiaoyue will learn from the practice of the world and fold out a star.

Does this count as love? Probably not.

From the beginning of the transaction, to the wishful thinking in the back, in fact, it is just his own self-inflicted sentimentality.

People are most likely to be moved by themselves, and demons are no exception.

Leng Qingsong continued to beautify in his heart, thus becoming the most perfect appearance in his heart.

When he is in the world, he will feel angry because of Leng Qingsong's so-called childhood sweetheart.

It's like something that you have cherished for a long time, and suddenly a cat that wants to steal something suddenly jumps out.

Fortunately, the big log is a little dismissive of the cat that steals the fish.

This made Chang Xiaoyue feel satisfied.

It's time to wake up from your dreams, isn't it?

Where does the love of a cultivator come from, everything is just for his own cultivation.

At this time, Chang Xiaoyue seemed to understand the man she had always regarded as a father, and her master's evaluation of that man:

"It's best not to choose Ouyang, he, like his master, seems to be gentle and understanding, but he is the most ruthless person!"

Chang Xiaoyue looked at Leng Qingsong, who was holding the hilt of the sword, covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes were full of clarity: "Although it is all my own wishful thinking, I am still very grateful that you can appear in my dreams all these years." ”

Leng Qingsong held his sword hilt tightly, and Chang Xiaoyue in front of him became bent on death, but he couldn't pull out his sword.

"Follow me to my brother!" Leng Qingsong said in a low voice.

He didn't understand that Chang Xiaoyue in front of him was the wife that the master had found for him, why did he kill her?

Kill her, and my brother agrees.

Since the elder brother agrees, he is right.

Leng Qingsong never doubted this.

Since he was a child, Leng Qingsong has already decided that he lives to be the sharpest sword in his brother's hands1

Leng Qingsong never doubted Ouyang, everything Ouyang did was right in Leng Qingsong's eyes!

Now he didn't feel that Ouyang was wrong, he just wanted to take Chang Xiaoyue to his brother to see if there was a solution.

But Chang Xiaoyue said with some anger: "I don't want to die in front of him!" ”

Leng Qingsong held Chang Xiaoyue's hand with his backhand, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Follow me!" ”

"Giggles, I've grown up!" Chang Xiaoyue smiled, her eyes were full of satisfaction, it seems that this cold big wood still has a trace of affection for herself in her heart!

Chang Xiaoyue broke through the space again and left Leng Qingsong's side.

Countless stacks of stars suddenly flew all over the sky, sprinkled between heaven and earth.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Leng Qingsong's heart shook, he raised his hand to catch one, looked at Chang Xiaoyue in the distance, and also saw the eyes full of farewell and death.

Leng Qingsong made a decision, took out a black cloth strip from the storage space and tied his eyes, and said softly to Chang Xiaoyue: "I will kill people when I use my sword, this is a habit, I only use one sword, whether you can survive is up to you!" ”

Without waiting for Chang Xiaoyue to answer, the sword light in the sky lit up from Leng Qingsong's body.

The huge green lotus bloomed in front of her eyes in an instant, and in just an instant, Chang Xiaoyue seemed to see the beauty of the ultimate sword.

Chang Xiaoyue closed her eyes slightly, under such a sword light, she couldn't hide even if she tried her best, and she didn't bother to hide.

Anyway, everyone in this world wants to die by themselves, and they have escaped enough, and they don't want to live anymore.

The fierce sword light in the sky kept slashing around him, blocking the space around him.

When Chang Xiaoyue opened her eyes in surprise, a strand of hair in her ears slowly fell, but she was not injured in the slightest!

looked at Leng Qingsong, but found that Leng Qingsong had long since disappeared.

Chang Xiaoyue's eyes were full of death, compared to her own life and death, an emotion of joy for unknown emotions surged into her heart, looked at the direction where Leng Qingsong disappeared, and complained with white eyes:

"It's said that his sword is fast, it's not that he can't kill me!"

pS：

I haven't touched emotional dramas in my life, and it's really badly written!