Chapter 927: The living person, the dead soul one

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"You're still fierce to me! I'm almost dead!" Lu Jiuqian grabbed the crowd and protested.
Emperor Shifang was stunned and puzzled. "I didn't feel any wounds on your body. Are you really playing with mud?" This smell smoked people ...
Lu Jiuqi: "..." So what the is playing mud, she is not a bear boy paper!
There was no wound on her body, it was because Zi Lingzhu had resumed treatment for her when she was on her way!
fall!
Lu Jiuku thought, his expression more grieved, like a lost child, stubborn and pitiful.
Emperor Shifang couldn't see her expression of grievance, even if she knew she might be pretending, she couldn't bear to.
He sighed and walked lightly under his feet. He turned around and appeared beside Lu Jiuqiu. He did not care about the disgusting dirt and mud on her body, and put her overbearingly and gently into her arms, gently touching her back. , With an icy voice diametrically opposed to his gentle movements: "Okay, who made you this way?"
Lu Jiuque was not afraid of Emperor Shifang's salience, she had completely understood his temper. In front of her, this was a paper tiger.
She clasped the robe of Emperor Shifang tightly, bulging her face, and explained the causes and consequences of the matter clearly, and wondered: "Now, Big Demon King, who is the soul that Wu Wentianshu is raising? Why is he? Do you want to save me? According to Xiaoya, they said that Yili should have died, why did he reappear? Like a boring person? Do n’t remember anything? "
Emperor Shifang narrowed his eyes and whispered: "That soul will save you, also because you are the master of his Horcrux, and finally another easy to leave, is the avatar."
"Avatar?"
"Correct."
Emperor Shi dialed up, picked up Lu Jiuqi, jumped, and the picture in front of him turned around, and the two immediately came to a misty fairy spring.
"What avatar?"
Lu Jiukui also wanted to ask, and was directly held by Emperor Shifang and jumped into the water. The spring water "Guru Guru" irrigated her enough to choke.
"Big……"
Lu Jiugang just opened his mouth and was gently sealed by his kiss. As the teenager kept swallowing her breath, she heard a lot of tiredness, she blinked and gradually fell asleep.
Seeing Lu Jiuque's peaceful sleeping face, Emperor Shifang reluctantly left her lips and patiently removed the worn clothes on her body.
Seeing her curled up underwater like a newborn baby, Emperor Shifang's eyes were gentle.
He hugged her, put a kiss on her eyebrows, and whispered: "Be good, take a rest first."
When you wake up, these troubles will disappear.
"Wow—"
Emperor Shifang stood up from the water, his long hair clinging to his slender body, and the spring water fell along his long feather eyelashes. Like a white jade sculpture, he interpreted the beauty of elegant elegance and fine dust to the extreme.
He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the calm water, calling out: "Come out."
"Grump ..."
In the depths of the clear spring water, the ink-colored lotus bloomed slowly, and a teenager in a cloak waded out of the water like an incarnation of soul and darkness.
Juvenile Leng Jun's pale face did not have a trace of blood, even the thin and beautiful lips were white and nearly transparent.
But his eyes are deeper than the Nine Nether Nether Water.
He and the Emperor Shi faced each other, and the ripples spread under the feet of the two people, one white and one black, one saved and one destroyed, one life and one death, just like the inverted day and night, the incarnation of the reincarnation, the reflected stars ...