long night walk

Chapter 462 Unknown

Mo Junmei's head protruded from his arms, her eyebrows and eyes were full of enchanting beauty, and her eyes seemed to have just woken up from the mist that hadn't dissipated.

Those smiling eyes were staring at Fang Geyu, the pupils were like dots painted in thick ink, so deep that it was difficult to look directly at.

She spoke incoherent words, and she looked harmless.

But Fang Geyu slowly opened his eyes wide, and two clusters of flames suddenly burned in his blue eyes, and the wind blew wildly inside, and there were turbulent waves and surging waves.

That monstrous and beautiful face was no different from the cruelest thing in the world in her eyes.

She couldn't help pinching her finger bones, and the killing intent of the Shifang sword in her hand was almost uncontrollable.

All kinds of things from the day before yesterday are still vivid in my mind.

That face that lived in legends and nightmares suddenly appeared in her sight.

Fang Geyu lowered her head slowly. She seemingly calmly put the Shifang Sword under her body, and her fingers crossed comfortably between her knees. Her pale pink nails gradually turned pale.

When she raised her head again, the emotions in her eyes seemed to have been killed last night.

With a calm smile on her face, she raised her snow-white chin haughtily, and said a long "huh?" at the end: "Where did this monster come from?"

As she said that, she glanced at Bai Li'an quite angrily, and said: "I like to pick up some kittens and puppies on weekdays, it's nothing more than deer and rabbits, at least they look cute and pure, and they can be a mascot." It’s also eye-catching.”

She continued contemptuously: "Is it because the rabbit is not cute enough or the deer is not plump enough? Wild dogs are the ones who are running around with big heads in their mouths, and you are rushing to play with them? You really have no eyesight."

Bai Lian, who was about to grab the beauty's head out, was dumbfounded.

He knew that the eldest lady's venomous tongue had already reached the point of perfection, but he didn't know where the resentment came from today, her words were extraordinarily sharp and more lethal than before.

The dignified lord of the demon world, forcibly trampled by her, looked like the head of an old criminal who could be picked up by dogs at will in the execution ground.

He couldn't help but look down at the beauty's head in his arms, she was still smiling, if it wasn't for the blue veins on her forehead, this kind of forbearance would be a masterpiece.

"How presumptuous!" The demon female killer, who was walking into the cave side by side with Si Li, was full of anger with red make-up. A bone-chopping knife came out of the wind and landed in her palm, looking like she wanted to smash Fang Geyu to pieces. section look.

"How dare you speak disrespectfully to my lord, you will die!"

Si Li folded his hands on his chest, showing no emotion on his face, but thinking secretly in his heart...

This head was brought here by her all the way from the fiery and quicksand land in the north, and then handed over to that kid.

Isn't this little human girl insinuating that she is actually a dog playing with heads?
She frowned calmly and said nothing.

Fang Geyu looked at the fierce demon killer woman, with slender eyebrows, and sneered: "It turned out to be a lackey of the demon clan who was in the Wandao Xianmeng. In recent years, the hands of the demon clan have really grown deeper and longer. .”

Hong Zhuang raised her eyebrows coldly, her murderous intent arose.

Fang Geyu turned his face away from the sneer, and said two words in a cold voice: "Get out."

As the words uttered, a terrifying golden light flashed in the depths of her dark almond eyes.

When Hong Zhuang was touched by that gaze, her soul shuddered in horror. For a moment, it was as if a poisonous snake dormant on the ground suddenly received a cold gaze from a natural enemy in the sky, instinctively dispelling its killing intent.

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The green hills enter the clouds, and even the wind blowing from the east rolls the cold mist among the clouds, and the mottled rocks can be seen to spread soft and delicate ancient moss.

Sparse shadows are slanting horizontally, and a clear and shallow moon hangs in the sky.

Full of thoughts, Fang Geyu came to the leeward place in the mountains alone, bathed in the wind and clouds.

She saw the black-robed woman standing facing the sky amidst the frosty clouds.

It is clearly a simple and beautiful figure.

But Fang Geyu felt that she was more like a person from another world, standing there abruptly, silently and compassionately overlooking the wind and rain of all ages.

And in her world, there are only countless corpses lying sideways and lonely souls wandering around.

She waded through the world of mortals, but she didn't touch her clothes.

Just watching from such a distance, there is a kind of beautiful despair.

Under the moon, she, who called herself a heart demon, turned around slowly, and said softly: "Miss Fang, is she ready to hand over that corpse?"

Fang Geyu was speechless for a moment, and after a long time, he whispered: "Who should the demon be born in this world?"

She was slightly startled, as if surprised by her inexplicable question, and then said: "Born according to the heart, born according to the wish."

Fang Geyu walked up to her and looked at her with burning eyes: "Tianxi Yunrong, born with a sword body and a heart without dirt, has been obsessed with the way of the sword all year round, and was born for the sword. How can a mere world stop her heart from giving birth to demons?" Woolen cloth?"

"It seems that the eldest lady does not intend to hand over the immortal bone today. If so, humans and devils have different paths, and there is nothing to say between you and me."

It can be seen that under her calm attitude, she subtly does not want to talk to her about how the inner demon was born, and she has no obligation to explain her doubts.

Raising her hand drew a gust of sword wind, and her clothes fluttered, as if she was about to ride the wind and leave.

Fang Geyu saw that she was so impeccable, so he knew that it was useless to make insinuations.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take out his trump card, and softly uttered a sentence: "Miss Yunrong...your husband is awesome."

Your husband is awesome!
These words were like a long whip hitting her heart hard.

The next moment, she clearly felt the other party's true spirit of luck froze for a moment, and the leaving figure suddenly froze, standing there as if rooted, motionless.

The wind blew her big sleeves, and even her bare fingertips were pale and trembling.

Seeing that she didn't turn around, Fang Geyu let out a sigh of relief, walked around in front of her, and said, "Master, your husband is really..."

"Okay." The thin and pale lips under the hood suddenly tightened. She didn't want to hear this extremely humiliating sentence, and said lightly: "You won."

Seeing her like this, Fang Geyu's eyes showed a hint of shame, and it was rare to let go of her arrogant and rude shell, and said sincerely: "Sorry, I have to act urgently, I must find out your identity as soon as possible."

The clouds and wind in the sky are still curling gently, Yunrong raised his hand and took off the wide hood that covered his face.

A face was quickly reflected in the clouds, and her whole body became clear because of this face.

Just like the white jade soaked in the moonlight, it is warm and clear, almost dazzlingly white, reflected by the long hair with black eyebrows that is as black as ink, and black and white are particularly distinct.

She stared deeply at Fang Geyu with those water-cut eyes, as if she wanted to see through her soul.

After a while, there was some pity in her eyes, and she said: "So, there is an ancient and mysterious existence hidden in your body, and that existence can allow you to resonate with the bones through life and death, so as to see the past."

Fang Geyu couldn't help clenching the sword in his hand: "For you, it may be the past, but for me, it's the future."

Yun Rong couldn't deny it: "Did you tell him the future you saw?"

Fang Geyu said honestly: "No, when I was about to tell him, I found the Demon Lord in his arms."

(End of this chapter)