"You want me to become a demon?"

"Of course I don't want to!"

"Then you are never allowed to leave my side. With you here, I will not be willing to be a monster. Without you, there is nothing worth remembering for me in this world. It doesn't matter whether I become a monster or a devil..."

The last word was sealed into the lips.

He wanted to nibble on those delicate lips, and he was so hungry just thinking about it.[

In the full moon, under the gauze and silver shadows, people on the wall hug each other, and the love is strong.

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When the morning sun rises again and the rays begin to shine, farmers start farming, merchants sell goods, ministers go to court in the morning, and the emperor listens to politics. The order of the world remains the same. Who knows that in a corner of Nanzhao, in the wooden house in the valley of the old mountain, there is a famous man in the world Qianye Witch Gan Yanrong has passed away.

He died at the age of seventy-six.

Forty years late, Shangguan Haotian wonders if he is still waiting for her to return by the three-life stone in the underworld.

There is a piece of plain paper on the table:

Earth colored glaze, Puhua Qixia Stream.

Take good care of your master and consider it as repayment to me. Don’t mention what happened in the valley to your master. Just let Leng’er think of me as an irresponsible mother who would have died a long time ago.

Rong Yi rubbed it, the plain paper was shattered, paper scraps were scattered, and there was no trace of it again.

"Senior Brother, let's bury Senior Gan."

Xiang Xue sighed, finally unable to bear the thought of the body of his nominal master being exposed in the forest.

Gan Yanrong loved Qilao Mountain during his lifetime. He chose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to bury his people. He took three cups of loess with no monument and no name. He only wanted the deceased to be in peace.

The formation in the valley was originally controlled by the sound of the piano. After Gan Yanrong's death, the formation naturally ceased to exist, and the poisonous mist was not restrained and slowly dissipated.

Xiang Xue estimated the distance and found that it was still about seven or eight miles away from where he entered the valley.

"I don't know how the other three are doing now."

Rong Yi was surprised and asked: "You have always been impatient to care about other people's lives and deaths, why this time..."

"Senior brother, do you know that Li Mengxuan, a disciple of Danfeng Wu Congling, is an old friend of ours."

Xiang Xue curled her lips and smiled, but her eyes were full of coldness.

"Oh? Who is it? It can make you never forget it."[

The last four characters are pronounced in a profound way.

"Li Mengxuan is Yuan Lexuan! I was careless and fell into the Ten Thousand Souls Cliff due to her conspiracy. Now we meet again, it is 'fate', how can I not 'entertain' this young lady well!"

The range where Gan Yanrong set up the formation was already large, and the others might have lost their way, so Xiang Xue and Rong Yi searched for a long time.

The results were not very good.

Shen Chuyao was dead, and Su Miaozhen was still half alive, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find Li Mengxuan.

Xiang Xue was so depressed that she actually taught that woman to escape!

Suddenly there was a voice from the front. I thought the people waiting outside had noticed that the poisonous fog was gradually dissipating, so they sent some minions in to investigate the situation.

"Senior brother, you go first and go back to feed that fat snake. I have to stay and show off."

Now that Mu Liuli has been obtained, she has lost interest in Nanzhao Palace.

But now that the play has begun, there's no reason why it shouldn't be complete.

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows but remained motionless. Later, seeing that Xiang Xue was really angry, he pushed her again and then reluctantly left.
Chapter completed!