Hearing Yang Zhao's words, Lianyi shook her head involuntarily, this is extremely rare in her.

Yang Zhao smiled slightly: "I just thought of it." Because, you never gave me a title! It's always you, me, and me, including just now, when you waged your tail like a dog. ”

"Haha!" he smiled to himself, his tone changed, and he said faintly, "I can call you Lian'er, call you sister, or whatever, and look at you, what do you call me! ”

"To put it more bluntly, you look down on me, although I am not a decent gentleman, but I will not do those shameless things, but you don't seem to have noticed this sign at all. ”

"So, of course, I have to doubt your attitude, and then your intentions. Actually, it's a very simple thing, like this......"

The faces of the two fit together, and the dress felt Yang Zhao kiss her on the cheek, put his mouth to her ear, and blew softly. And then......

"Jumpsuit!:

It was an abrupt low shout, not loud, but these three short words were like a 10,000-pound boulder, rumbling over the fire of her fragile spiritual sense.

The pain from the depths of her soul instantly spread to her whole body, her body twitched violently, and the majestic vitality of her body seemed to be pumped clean in an instant, and the extreme weakness made her instinctively want to inhale heavily.

However, Yang Zhao suddenly pressed his hand at this time, clasping her neck tightly. So that she can't get any energy from the outside world!

There was a "hehe" choked sound in her throat, and her sanity inevitably sank.

In a trance, there seemed to be a big black hand, clenching her fragile and infinite spiritual fire, kneading it roughly, trying to squeeze out all the secrets in it. She instinctively wanted to resist, however, to no avail.

She felt weak, downright weakness, from the back of her mind to the deepest part of her heart.

She couldn't stop anything. So much so that she was about to scream in despair. She really couldn't scream - because Yang Zhao had withdrawn the hand stuck in her throat at some point, but her voice was weaker than that of a dying lamb, and it disappeared without a trace when it was blown by the strong wind.

"Interesting!"

She heard Yang Zhao say this.

Followed by. A series of low notes flowed into her ears and heart. Like a thunderclap that ran over the sky. From both physical and spiritual levels, it was attacked.

"Jumpsuit, what do you want to do? What are you going to do? What are you going to do? What do you want to ......?"

She couldn't answer. She didn't need to answer, the puppet was like a transparent container to the controller, with only a layer of black cloth on the outside. At first glance, there are no gaps, but as soon as you lift this layer of cloth, you will see what is inside.

All kinds of qiē began to be recalled in Lianyi's mind, and the cause and effect of Yiqiē also began to linger in Yang Zhao and Lianyi's minds.

Later, it turned into a shock a hundred times more violent than any hurricane, enough to sweep away a qiē, and like a thug, kicking her in the stomach violently, trying to pour out all her internal organs.

All the qiē in her spiritual consciousness were turned upside down, starting from the various memories she remembered, to the various things after entering the black-clothed palace, including the scene after she met Yang Zhao, who was still happy but confused......

Thousands of years of ups and downs come up together, and they are ruthlessly rolled out in the blink of an eye. The emptiness and weakness that directly hollowed out her soul made her lose her last strength before she could make an instinctive call, and lay on the ground softly, her eyes quickly losing their brilliance.

The fire of spiritual consciousness flickered, and quickly weakened.

In the moment before the fire was extinguished, a loud "boom" fell straight to the depths of her heart. In an instant, her life seemed to start all over again, and countless familiar and unfamiliar scenes flowed into it, fitting into her spiritual sense.

However, she could feel that beyond this slowly flowing scene, there was a great shadow watching with her.

Look at her most painful past, the most unbearable memories and the most secret thoughts.

In the blink of an eye, he no longer has the slightest secret from him.

And he, like himself, even knew his secrets.

It turned out that this witch spirit tree had actually begun to transform into a joint system between the two of them, and it was no longer the case that Yang Zhao controlled alone, which seemed to be the result that Yang Zhao wanted.

The figure was clearer than just now, but at a certain moment, his eyes lost focus, and the figure of the man in front of him grew and shrunk. When all her senses were back to normal, she was now defenseless, with cold snow underneath, and Yang Zhao was pressed against her.

I still remember when I was a child, I saw it in the classics of the sect: I was fascinated by five colors, so it was easy to hide my heart. Heavy clothes and light hearts, the way to defeat is also.

So what is she now?

The impact of the soul, the torrent of emotions for thousands of years, and the fear of all the hidden dangers, the three great forces converged, and under the joint attack, she was like a wild goose shot through by a sharp arrow, and after a scream, she fell violently into the bottomless abyss.

Yes...... Is this my favorite feeling?

I was finally with my lover, the warm liquid gently slid from the corners of my eyes, rubbed the silk on her sideburns, dripped on the snow, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yang Zhao threw himself on the jumpsuit, exhausted, but couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's done!

These days, the painstaking method has worked.

Ever since his mind changed dramatically that day, he has been working hard to make up for the weaknesses and strangeness that he had revealed since he had saved him in his previous clothes.

Therefore, the uncertain factor of the witch spirit tree is naturally the focus of care.

Of course, there is a trick to control the puppet on the "Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture", but it's a pity that this puppet technique was caused by the clothes themselves, and Yang Zhao survived with the help of this witch spirit puppet technique.

But this is not the result he wants, he wants to live happily in clothes, not to become a puppet of a dead corpse as if he has no dignity.

So in desperation, he could only ponder a stupid kung fu, just like just now, with brutal means, forcibly break through the spiritual consciousness of the jumper, and capture the memory in it, and he also opened his memory to the jumpsuit, otherwise, if you want to remove this puppet technique, don't even think about it.

The results were naturally very satisfying.

Not only did he confirm the idea of the dress, but he also took advantage of her weakest moment to leave a notch in her heart, which allowed her to live for herself, which can be said to be a simplified version of the concentric knot.

From then on, he could be completely relieved about the jumpsuit. (To be continued......)