The cyan nails pinched the colorful jade pendant, "This is mine!" Nanchen's scarlet eyes moved his gaze to Ling Qingyao's face and said softly.

Qing Yao nodded slightly in response, did not speak, moved his body that was a little numb by him slightly, and saw that Nanchen had no signs of coming out of the demonic thoughts, although the sadness in his heart was irrepressible, he also had a trace of relief.

Between Nanchen and the black giant, it can be seen that Nanchen is the main one, which means that the demonic thoughts have not completely occupied his mind, it depends on whether he can overcome the greed for magic, it seems simple, but for Nanchen who has demonic thoughts, it is very difficult to resist the greed of magic.

Those scarlet eyes, looking at the pretty face under him, and the beauty of not eating the fireworks in the world, made Nanchen a little infatuated, "You are also mine!" The cold and domineering voice could not tolerate a trace of refusal.

Ling Qingyao, who was cautious, nodded slightly to him again, "I am yours, she is also yours, please don't leave us!" As she spoke, she raised her face towards Fan Bai, who was unconscious beside her.

Nanchen's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of fine light crossed, Qing Yao frowned slightly, saw him holding his hand and sniffing, and then put it to his mouth and snorted, the stinging pain of the heart came from his fingertips, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"It's all mine, I'm going to take it all!" Nanchen's demonic greedy side was exposed, greedily sucking the blood spilling from his fingertips.

Ling Qingyao looked very calm, staring at the blue and greedy face, letting him suck his own blood, stretching out his other hand to caress his cheek, knowing in his heart that Nanchen had done his best.

Although he showed his demonic side, he defeated the greed of demonic thoughts, and only bit his fingers instead of his neck, and Nanchen did not have the obsession to kill her.

Ling Qingyao slowly closed her eyes, two tears flowed out, a trace of blood with a faint fragrance of Yao, mixed with hot breath, and the soft dampness and heat on her cheeks.

Nanchen tasted the tears, as if to dilute the madness of bloodthirstiness, "The tears of happiness are also mine!" As he spoke, he ripped off the jade pendant on Qing Yao's neck, and suddenly stood up and roared.

"It's all mine, and I can't run away??????? The roar sounded as if it was about to tear the sky.

He picked up Qing Yao with one hand and Fan Bai who was unconscious with the other, and jumped out of the deep pit of human shape with a vertical body.

Nanchen appeared with the two of them in his arms, shocking everyone who was looking for them, seeing that he put the unconscious Fan Bai on the ground, he turned to look at Ling Qingyao, "You said it's my master?

Ling Qingyao frowned slightly, it hurt from the hand he pressed on her shoulder, she knew what Nanchen wanted to do, even if he didn't have a demonic thought, he was bent on learning the flying technique, but because of his sanity, he never said it to her.

"Teach me now, or else?????? Scarlet eyes looked around, but didn't say anything.

"What else would you do? kill me?" Ling Qingyao asked with an expressionless face.

"Kill you, you are mine, no one dares to kill you!" Nanchen said domineeringly, his scarlet eyes looked at the people around him, "Kill them all!" said coldly again.

Ling Qingyao and the people around him were also shocked when they heard Nanchen's words, knowing that since he said it, he would do it, and in the consciousness of the demon thoughts, his words were the words of the heart.

"You can't reach the fourth order of human god, human true God,

Even if I teach you, it's useless, your creation will be limited to you, and then you won't be able to perform the Flying Technique, and you will think that I use a conspiracy to calculate you!" Ling Qingyao said slowly.

"What you're saying is a conspiracy!" Nanchen roared, one hand let go of her shoulder and arm, and pressed it on the Qiankun bag at his waist, it was obvious that he wanted to draw his sword and kill a few first, and give Ling Qingyao a little color.

"Stop! if you dare to kill one of them, I will commit suicide, not only will you not be able to learn the Flying Technique, but even your people will be gone!" Ling Qingyao stopped his impulse in time, originally wanted to say one more word, but he didn't believe him to try it, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to say it.

Nanchen's expression was stunned, the hand on his waist still slowly drooped, he didn't dare to gamble with Ling Qingyao, his actions made everyone feel relieved.

"Is my creation like this?, what do you mean?" Nanchen asked coldly.

Ling Qingyao wanted to speak, but then remembered something, hesitated for a while, did not say anything, looked at Nanchen expressionlessly, and did not make any response.

"Don't want to say it, but still can't find a reason to say it?" Nanchen continued to ask, as if that demonic thought was about to attack at any time.

"Prevent you from going mad, not being able to control your demonic thoughts, and doing things that are not conducive to the Heavenly Realm, and even more so preventing you from doing things that are beyond your power before you become famous!" Ling Qingyao was a little too excited in her heart when she said these words.

However, the black giant was furious, and it raised its fist towards the western sky, "Roar, roar, roar!" and roared wildly, swinging its arms at the surrounding crowd.

The sudden strange situation made everyone panic instantly, and there was a chaotic situation, which made Ling Qingyao unexpected, and he was shocked, he neglected the black giant's demonic thoughts.

Seeing that there was a cut of slashed broken handle on the ground, the sharp cutting section was glowing with a cold edge, it was the handle of the Zen staff twisted by the Reverse Scale Sword, taking advantage of Nanchen's attention to the black giant, Ling Qingyao suddenly turned over and picked up the broken handle on the ground.

Nanchen's reaction was also very fast, he took a quick step, waved his hand to hold her arm, although Ling Qingyao hadn't had time to get up, the oblique blade with the severed handle had already pressed against his neck, and he looked at Nanchen expressionlessly.

"You're mine!" Nanchen yelled at her.

The oblique blade trembled slightly, and the cold front gradually entered the white skin, and a trace of red slowly overflowed.

"Roar, roar, roar!" the enraged Nanchen roared at the black giant waving his fist, forcing it to stop its unbridled killing.

"You're mine!" Nanchen roared at Ling Qingyao, raising his blue face domineeringly, and the purple and black blood of the Dao was embedded in it, which was extremely hideous.

Ling Qingyao's face was expressionless, and she slowly moved the broken handle, and a cut mark appeared on her white jade-like neck, "Yes, I am yours, we are all yours!"

Nanchen saw the blood flowing from her neck, a faint fragrance of Yao, the muscles on his face were twitching, the scarlet eyes were wandering, Ling Qingyao stared at his eyes, and kept calling in his heart, "Nanchen, come back quickly."

The strong arms took her into his arms, and his blue face leaned towards his neck, Ling Qingyao closed his eyes slightly, letting his chapped lips suck the blood, caressing Nanchen's messy long hair, knowing that he was struggling, although he still couldn't resist the temptation of blood.

He sucked the blood that was glowing with Yaoxiang, and a drop of demonic tears fell on the hand that caressed his long hair, making his delicate body tremble, "Nanchen, no matter what you become, I will be yours, forever."

Wait for you to come back!" Ling Qingyao hugged Nanchen tightly, and finally cried out.

Her actions and words made Nanchen's greedy sucking stop, and he violently pushed away her embrace, and the eyes projected by the scarlet eyes began to become in a trance.

He turned around and walked towards Fan Bai, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his arms to pick up his weak body, thoughtfully, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they couldn't guess what he was going to do.

However, Nanchen didn't hurt her, but walked towards Qingyao with Fan Bai in his arms, handing Fan Bai to her, "You are mine, and she is also mine!" was still in a cold tone.

"Roar, roar, roar" Nanchen looked up to the sky and roared, and the black giant turned into a demonic aura, swirling around the crystal blue and purple body bones, merging into Nanchen's body with magical power, and then swept away into the distance.

When everyone saw this scene, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, followed by sighs, and Nanchen finally left them.

Ling Qingyao, who was holding Fan Bai in her arms, stood motionless in place, bursting into tears, as if Nanchen's departure had taken away even her heart.

"Attached to the shadow, the heart is here, the demon face and the demon heart, the person is the same, Yao'er, don't break your heart, one day your hard work will make him know and return, and he will know his way back!"

When Ling Qingyao heard her mother's voice, the sadness of the grievance became even stronger, "Yao'er understands, thank my mother for rescuing Dianhua!" she sobbed tremblingly, and the vicissitudes of life in her heart for hundreds of years were precipitated.

"Whoosh" a golden silk silk, rolled up the empty body of the golden eagle fairy Buddha, and fell into the secluded ambergris pool.

"The golden eagle preyed on the immortal Yu Yun and forced Nanchen to become a demon, the evidence is ironclad!" In the ambergris pool, her mother's words reminded Qing Yao, which made her think of Nanchen's situation, and he would have a difficult road in the future.

At this time, Bai Jiao came over, took the stunned Fan Bai from Qing Yao's hand, saw Qing Yao's tear-stained face, and said guiltily: "Fairy Qing Yao, Bai Jiao has made amends to the fairy for the unfilial son!" Bai Jiao hugged Fan Bai and was about to kneel to Qing Yao, but was stopped by Qing Yao.

"Senior, I can't blame you, nor Nanchen, if you want to blame, blame Qing Yao's heart, I didn't summon him back from the demon thoughts, it should be me Qing Yao who is sorry for the senior!" Leaning on Bai Jiao's shoulder, Ling Qingyao cried and said.

After a while, the purple-clothed queen walked over to them with the support of Mi Qing, it was obvious that she was injured in the fight with the black giant, and after some persuasion by the queen, everyone temporarily returned to the Python Valley Palace, and then considered the long term.

The group followed the queen back to the main hall, their expressions were very depressed, Qing Yao and Fan Bai injected spiritual power, so that she slowly woke up, only told her that Nanchen was only leaving for a short time, and wanted to find a master to exorcise the demonic thoughts, Fan Bai didn't cry much, just stunned.

At this time, Yi Qing looked at Ling Qingyao, thoughtfully, hesitated for a long time before saying: "Qing Yao, I think you should go back to the Medicine God Mansion, Qing Lao still doesn't know where to go, Fen Jun has also disappeared, I don't know where to go, I want to revive the Medicine God Mansion with you, after all, you are proficient in this aspect of elixir, and there are ?????? ！”

"Sister Mi Qing, don't say it, I promise you to revive the Medicine God Mansion and wait for Nanchen's heart to come back!" Ling Qingyao said slowly.

Her words undoubtedly made everyone deeply gratified, and now that she was in all the unknown circumstances, she could only maintain this situation, temporarily settle down, and reinvigorate the former reputation of the Medicine God Mansion by the way.