The crow has become a spirit and can transform into various forms.

He conjured up the appearance of a handsome young man.

Cha Jiu shook his head: "I don't want this." ”

He became a cold guard again.

Cha Jiu still shook his head.

She raised her eyes, her eyes sad, "You know what I want, and I know who I want to see." ”

He hesitated, reaching out to wipe the tears from her face.

Cha Jiu took a step back and dodged.

Both men are fighting silently.

In the end, he compromised.

Dazzling golden light, he changed back to his original appearance.

The eyebrows are still carved picturesquely, but there is no longer no sadness or joy, but more forbearance.

"Follow me out of the illusion." He finally spoke.

He could see that Cha Jiu's soul had been somewhat damaged by being trapped in the illusion for a long time.

He had to take her out right away and repair her with divine blood.

Cha Jiu smiled, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Why am I leaving, I came to this illusion to explore you." ”

He was stunned: "What? ”

Cha Jiu said bitterly: "Shanhetu knows my obsession and uses your appearance to set up demons for me." ”

"I can't let you go, so I can't make another choice, and I can't escape the predetermined ending of the illusion."

"Maybe one day I will find out this pitiful love for you and forget you completely, and I will be able to come out of the illusion."

She smiled with tears in her eyes: "You continue to be a high-minded god, and I will either die in the illusion, or escape by luck, and continue to be an ant among all living beings, forgetting each other, what's the difference?" ”

The word "forgetting" is like an invisible hand, tearing apart the heart of God.

He could no longer suppress his forbearance feelings, and his pale golden eyes faded again, surging into a black storm that devoured him.

Cha Jiu was stunned.

His eyes......

Before she could react, the god of the gods a few steps away had already turned into ink, and the next moment it gathered in front of her.

His hand landed on the back of her most fragile neck, as if he could wring it off at any moment.

"Don't dissect me."

"I won't let you penetrate me."

In the dark eyes of the gods, madness surged.

Cha Jiu blinked a little bewildered.

The domineering kisses fell all over the place.

He carried her to the windowsill.

The subordinates who had been waiting around were gone.

The god pressed the back of her neck and pressed her against himself, not allowing her to escape in the slightest.

The love for each other is extremely lingering, and the delicate and bitter breath are intertwined at the same time.

Cha Jiu was almost swallowed by this domineering kiss, and his reason and soul flew out of the sky.

The god was attached to Cha Jiu's reddened earlobes, and his voice was low.

"Don't dissect me, okay?"

Cha Jiu trembled, still biting his lip tightly, unwilling to compromise.

Why...... Why!

He won't give what she wants. What he wanted, she had to agree?

There was a seductive and deep demagogy in the tone of the god.

"Don't forget me, okay?"

The delicate voice was like honey, overflowing from Cha Jiu's throat.

The god chuckled, and carried her off the windowsill, burying her head in the pit of her neck, greedily sniffing at the sweet smell that was unique to her.

"Go ahead...... Love me, okay? "The gods have made a humble request.

The tears from the corners of Cha Jiu's eyes finally slipped down, she turned back and stroked his face, and murmured, "I love you, what about you?" ”

The dark eyes of the god flashed darkly, and he lowered his head and kissed her lips, grinding and entanglement: "If you want love, I will give it to you." ”

The peach blossoms in the courtyard are flying.

The wind shattered the dense clouds.

The peach forest in the distance is stained with frost.

Countless divine lights continued to fill Cha Jiu's dantian, strengthening her limbs and hundreds of remains.

Her distracted eyes glowed with an even more intense golden light, faintly showing signs of transformation from a mortal to a god.

The god turned her around and hugged her in his arms, and her eyes, which had been like thick ink, began to turn pale gold.

The demons of lust subsided, and the sanity of the gods gradually returned.

"I'm sorry." The gods were annoyed.

Annoyed that he had indulged his demons, almost beyond the boundaries of what Cha Jiu could bear.

Even if it is a demigod body, it will be difficult to bear all of him after all.

At this time, the god of Qi is simply the same as the crazy one just now.

Cha Jiu propped his hands on his chest like cold jade, panting slightly: "Is this the reason why you have always been reluctant to accept my affection?" ”

The god did not deny it.

Selfish desires arise, and demons are born.

His inner demon would not have a great impact on the operation of the Heavenly Dao, but it was more than enough to harm a mortal monk who didn't even have a divine body.

Even just now, he tried his best to barely control himself.

Otherwise, Cha Jiu will be unbearable and die in the illusion.

"Lord Rakami." Cha Jiu's voice was soft and glutinous, with a hint of coquettishness.

She held his face, stood on tiptoe slightly, and dropped a kiss on his lonely and annoyed eyes.

"On that day, I stepped into the Holy Realm, and I gave birth to the Son of God, and exchanged all my life with you."

"Now that I have taken back the divine bones and taken revenge, it should be time for me to fulfill my promise."

"Let me give birth to the Son of God for you, and let me ...... Love you. ”

Cha Jiu's eyes are clear, and love is burning.

The god caressed her face.

Suddenly a faint voice came from outside the door: "Why is this celestial phenomenon so weird tonight......"

Chen Qinghe, the young general with a slightly drunken spirit, pushed the door in, and happened to meet the four eyes of the gods.

There was a curtain in the way, and he couldn't see the beautiful scenery of Cha Jiu.

The god put away the warmth between his eyebrows, and his eyes were cold.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, he threw Chen Qinghe against the wall and fainted.

"Don't kill him." Cha Jiu said suddenly.

The god turned to look at her, not knowing what she wanted.

Cha Jiu explained: "If he dies, this level of illusion will have to be restarted, the princess will not be able to escape the obsession, and the shameless Chen family will not be punished." ”

The most important thing is that Cha Jiu hasn't gotten the answer he wants from the gods.

She had to admit it to him.

The coldness in his eyes subsided.

If she wants to play with this illusion, she can accompany her.

Cha Jiu tried her best to ignore the eyes that were always staring at her, and found a new dress to put on, covering the ambiguous mottled red marks all over her body.

The young general lay on the ground like a dead pig, and out of his bosom fell out of the champas that the other women had given him.

Cha Jiu showed a look of disgust, walked over and kicked him.

"No wonder he changed his mind so easily, it turned out that he had never loved the princess at all."

The god walked up to her, "What are you going to do?" ”

Cha Jiu pinched the trick and castrated him.

The god raised his eyebrows.

How did his followers do such a thing with such skill?

Cha Jiu still felt that it was not enough, so she took a peach blossom branch, reconnected it to the general, and transformed it into a normal appearance.

The god was even more puzzled.

Why?

Cha Jiu smiled faintly: "Soon you will know." ”