Chapter 81: Demon is my former lover

Zongtang saw Ye Hao came out, and the dark blue eyes were filled with dark light, pulling him into his arms, in his ear The ridiculous laugh, "I can't live without me for a while?"
Ye Hao felt that Zongxi’s breath was on the ear side, and he lowered his eyes, and the black inky eyes flashed a trace of confusion. He did not intend to come out, but he just heard the name of Xuan Guangzong inside... Involuntarily came out.
But he doesn't remember anything, why is it affected by this name?
Xuan Guangzong, what does it have to do with him?
Zongxi pinched Ye Hao's chin and stared at his face. Now that this person has completely belonged to him, he will never leave him... Zong's lips are slightly raised, and he bows his head and kisses the lips of the leaves.
The cold gauze stood underneath, watching the man he was deeply infatuated with the other man kissing there, and dismissive of himself, only the teeth that hate to be bitten, and the standing still did not move. .
Seeing that the Ancestral Temple is going to do that with the man, the cold yarn is even more embarrassing, and I can’t wait for it. I suddenly see Zongtang’s eyes turning back, and the cold-eyed eyes look at her, and she waved her out loudly, and her voice was cold. : "Not going out yet."
Although Zongxi’s volley strike was very casual, it was not a slap in the face, but it was never merciless. It was cold and cold. The cold yarn was directly hit by hitting the pillars of the front hall, spit out a blood, and quickly bowed to the ground: "Yes, this is the case."
Zongtang was too lazy to look at the cold gauze again, and turned back to put the leafhopper on the chair.
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The cold gauze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and hurriedly quit the front hall. She stood at the door of the temple and soon heard the esoteric voice inside... I thought that the Lord would be with the man at the moment, and would kiss and hug that People, the eyes suddenly show the bloodthirsty light.
She paused, and finally she left with uneasiness.
There was a ambiguous atmosphere in the front hall, and Zongxi held Ye Hao and looked at his eyes and said, "Do you love me?"
Ye Hao loved him and looked at him without hesitation: "I love you."
Zongxi couldn't help but smile, smiled and smiled. In the depths of his eyes, there was a painful color that could not be suppressed. He stroked Ye Hao's hair, and he said that he would love me now... but this is not true. Love is just the instinct that I have imposed on you, and you have never really loved me before.
Since it can be so ruthless, why did you promise to be my Taoist?
Actually... you don't love me at all.
Or, your love, in front of your heart, is not worth mentioning, such as dust.
You are the coldest person in the world.
Zongtang suddenly let go of Ye Hao and stood up.
Ye Hao didn't think that Zongtang would suddenly get up. He looked at him with some incomprehensibility and whispered: "Master?"
The indifference of Zongxi’s eyes fell on the person in front of him, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.
He was supposed to torture this person. He spent two thousand years resurrecting him, that is, to let him pay the price, to be trapped by his side forever, and to regret what he did.
But... this person has lost his memory.
Amnesia, he easily believed him, fell in love with him, like a marionette, without self-obeying him.
Tormenting such a person makes his behavior look ridiculous and meaningless.
Or do you know what you are about to face, so forget about everything?
Zong Yi was eager for this person to think of it, so that he could retaliate against him and make him suffer, while he hoped that this person would have forgotten everything, watching him with such a focused and loving look...
No more betrayal will hurt him.
For a long time, Zong Yi laughed and laughed and turned and went out.
[Ye Wei: It seems that I have to change the status quo. I have been unable to do this all the time. I am always stuck in the apse as an inflatable doll. Inflatable dolls can't let Zong Zong get rid of it. The flesh is just the surface, and the spirit is the essence of his pursuit. 】
[888: Oh, you finally realized this, it’s really gratifying. 】
[Ye Wei: ...]
[Ye Ye: I don't have a way. If I had memories at the beginning, now it is mode. How can there be such a delicious and delicious day? QAQ]
[888:......] This spicy chicken remembers a good day?
[Ye Wei: Memory must still be restored. After all, Zongtang’s knot can only be resolved by Bai Qianhong, who had memories at the beginning, but not now. He hated it for three thousand years. I can't let him burst out in one breath. It's so angry. It's also dying and dying. I will kill it a little bit and then think about it. Not so violent ^_^
[888: Then you have to refuel, after all, it has dropped 5 points now, huh, huh. 】
[Ye Wei: To get rid of the current situation and continue to reduce the value of blackening, I count on my assistant sister! I hope she can give it a little strength! 】
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Zong Yi did not restrict Ye Xie's freedom, but he did not allow him to leave the temple and the back mountain, so Ye Hao stayed in the magic palace.
Every day, he goes to the back mountain and turns around. This mountain is very big. It hasn't been boring after so long.
On this day, he turned outside again and looked at the beast in front of him. If he baked it, he would not be able to collapse. He suddenly heard 888 inform him that he was waiting. Ye Hao suddenly shook his spirits, and the cold color of his face stood there, as if he had the cold air that refused to be thousands of miles away.
The cold yarn led his men to destroy the two attached sects of Xuan Guangzong, and then went back to the magic palace halfway through the third sect.
She never forgot the scene when she kissed Ye Hao in the same day. She hated it in her heart. As a cold-blooded and cruel demon, she didn’t have a state of great tolerance. If she didn’t look good, she would kill it! Seeing Zongxi’s attitude towards Ye Hao’s casual attitude on the same day, 80% is a favorite of his favorite, and they have some wonderful things in the magical way. Even the cold yarn itself, but also a lot of furnaces.
Just kill Ye Hao! He can't continue to confuse the Lord!
As the first magical demon of Zongtang, the Hansi was cultivated as a high-powered fierce name, and he was not allowed to come in directly.
Ye Hao stood in a purple flower, some accidentally looked at the cold yarn, he remembered that he had seen this person, she is also the master's men, but... This is the first time Ye Hao has seen other people coming in here. He smiled thinly, his voice was cold, and he looked at her doubtfully. "Are you coming to me?"
The cold gauze looked at Ye Hao, sneer, even if it seems to be dusty and refined, it is not under the name of the Lord, except for climbing the bed, there is no other use, this kind of person also has the lord of the Lord!
Her right hand is five fingers, and a half-length sharp scimitar with a dark body appears in her hand.
Ye Hao didn't think that there was no sign of the cold hand, and why did she kill herself with the master? But this life and death can not allow him to think more, quickly shunned sideways, surrounded by spiritual power, is preparing to fight back, suddenly found that there is no weapon in his hand.
And the cold knife in the hand of the magic knife sharp and sharp, directly on the ground to pull out a huge gully!
Ye Hao wolf's escaping, even the shackles, he repaired is not lower than the cold yarn, are all late in the gods, but the cold yarn has a magic knife in hand, but he seems to have the strength to make it, always feel What is less... What about the flying sword that connects his mind?
At this moment, his mind was inexplicably thinking that he should be a sword repair before his memory loss. Unfortunately, there is no sword in his hand, and his strength is less than 50%. He can only be beaten by the cold yarn.
The cold knives are sharp and unrelenting, and it is obvious that they will die in a very short period of time!
Ye Hao can only use the spiritual force to resist, but it is still dangerous, and he is cut into a black hair. Finally, his strength is not enough, and a trace of blood seeps from the corner of his mouth! I was hit by the cold yarn in the chest and flew out far.
The cold yarn jumped up, the long red hair swept through the air in a curve, and the knife would take the life of the leafhopper!
The wind blew up the long hair of Ye Hao. He looked up and seemed to have no strength to escape. He could only watch the cold yarn and slash!
I didn't expect myself to die like this...
However, it seems that I am not afraid, and there is no regret... It seems that I have died once in a long time.
On the occasion of this millennium, a white light flashed, and the chilling screams, she landed on the ground, and the arm holding the magic knife was smashed! Blood splashed a face.
When Ye Hao’s eyes turned back, he saw that Zongtang came slowly. He didn’t seem to move fast, but he walked calmly, but blinked to his front, and it was a spell that was reduced to size.
The cold gauze glared at the shoulders of his blood, and watched the ancestral walk slowly. He didn't even dare to smash his broken arm. His body shook slightly, and he couldn't speak there, his face was pale.
The voice of Zongtang is like the icy ice. "Whoever gives you the courage to let you move me."
The cold gauze squatted on the ground and looked at the boots of Zongxi. The fear was almost impossible to say, stuttering: "Yes, subordinates..."
Zongxi’s right hand was volleyed, and the right arm of the cold yarn fell on the ground and flew to him. The life was turned into a fly ash in front of her, and the black scimitar fell to the ground. In this way, the cold gauze wanted to put the arm. It is impossible to pick it up.
Zong squatting at her, this is a faint opening: "Go."
The cold gauze looked up and did not expect that Zongtang did not kill her. She suddenly showed a grateful look, and the respectful dagger left, but she did not even dare to look at Ye Hao.
Zongtang looked cold and looked away from the cold yarn. When he thought about the scene just now, his heart was furious. If he came back a little later, Ye Hao would be killed... He was so hard to wake him up, how could he be allowed to die?
If the cold yarn is with him for nearly two thousand years, and he has made a great contribution, he has killed her directly!
Zongtang turned and his cool eyes fell on Ye Hao.
He hates this person, but only he can hurt him, others can't! His life is also his, life and death can only be controlled by him!
Ye Haoben thought that he had to die before. Whoever thought that Zongtang had rushed back in time, he was almost like a figure falling from the sky and engraved in his eyes, thinking of Zongtang’s protection of himself, his eyes moving more and more.
After he woke up, the owner had been very cold and strict with him. He thought that he was nothing to the owner, but he did not want him to punish his competent men.
Ye Hao looked at Zongtang emotionally, his voice was soft, "Master..."
Zong Yimo glared at Ye Hao’s eyebrows and his eyes fell into his black eyes.
Just when Ye Hao was suppressed by the cold yarn, when the wolf was almost killed, Zongxi suddenly regretted that he didn’t want such a person. He was not a playhouse that he could only stay in his palace, and he could easily be taken by others. Shame and kill.
What he wants is the breezy moon, white clothes like snow, and the swordsman of the sword.
Zongtang suddenly took out a dress from the storage ring and ordered: "Change it."
Ye stunned for a moment, only to find that his gauze was full of blood, the owner must be disgusted, he respectfully took the clothes in the hands of Ancestral Hall, the finger touched, only to find that this dress is not simple, and It is a magic weapon. On the low-key and expensive thick fabric, the silver pattern of the entrenched is actually a complicated array. It can not only avoid dust but also resist the attack. If you have this dress, he will not be hurt by the cold yarn as easily. .
The owner gave him such precious clothes, and Ye Hao’s eyes showed a grateful look. He took off his gauze in front of the ancestral face, put the white dress on, and finally tied the belt, then he looked up. Ancestral hall.
Zongxi stared at the person in front of him. The man was dressed in a white, black and white coat. The black hair was like a waterfall. The skin was like a jade, and if it was a star... The moment he looked up, the time seemed to cross back three thousand years ago. Far away from the moment he looked back.
It was easy to take all his mind.
But what about it?
Zong Yi paused and finally took out a blue sword.
At the moment when the sword appeared, it was rushing to make an uneasy humming sound. It seemed to have sensed his master and struggled in the hands of Zongtang...
And Ye Hao looked at the sword in the hands of Zongtang. At this moment, there was a feeling that the soul was being pulled. He felt that they were so close, and everyone should be closer. The feeling of blood connection... This is his... This is not a question in his heart at the moment.
When Zong Yi loosened his hand, the sword could not wait to fly out.
When Ye Hao reached out and grabbed it, he grabbed the long sword in his hand. The long sword made a cheerful voice, and seemed to cheer for returning to his master's hand. Ye Hao looked at the sword in his hand, even if he didn't do anything, he didn't want to. And remember how to use it.
This is his sword of life.
Zong Yi looked at Ye Hao in a white coat and held Xuan Xuan. At this moment, the original talent was really born again.
He spoke openly and his voice was low: "From now on, you are the first magician under my seat."
Ye Hao holds the sword in his hand, respectful one knee, and the face of cold and arrogant is the loyalty from the heart, the eyes are sincere, and the head is lowered: "Yes, master."
The ancestral temples are as dark as the bottomless abyss.
That should be the case. This is what you should have. This is the proud arrogant son of the day I love... but even if you still look like you, you will also surrender with me. Loyal to me, never betray.
The person I love...
As soon as I fall into the Magic Road, you become the sword in my hands, driving for me, with me forever.
We will never be apart.
[叮, 浚 浚 blackening value -5, current blackening value 90]
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Han yarn has been leaving the magic palace and returned to his own cave house. This dared to stop bleeding in his arm. She lost her right arm and her own name, and lost too much blood. It was a big loss. What is pursued is the weak meat and strong food to kill and win the treasure. Although the right way is also the case, but also pay attention to a face, but the magic domain is not even a face to talk about, killing people is also a common thing.
The cold gauze usually has a lot of enemies, but no one dares to move her when she is repairing. At this moment, she needs to be low-key and be a good person to retreat.
However, after two days, I heard the magic palace communication, and let the demons enter the palace to see the Lord.
There are many devils under the master's hand, all of whom are his capable men, but they are scattered all day long. They rarely convene them in such a large scale. Is there any important thing? The cold yarn did not dare to defy Zongxi’s orders, and he was very curious about what happened. He quickly rushed to the Magic Palace.
I met a lot of ‘acquaintances’ on the way, and looked at her with sarcasm:
Is this not a cold man? What happened to your hand?

This demon makes it possible to talk to Hanze on weekdays. The cold yarn is the first demon, and the monarchy leads the crowd, and his status is sublime. However, he heard that the Hanze has fallen out of favor, and the arm is the lord of the Lord. I am waiting for someone to meet the new first demon today.
As for the cold yarn... I lost both the pet and lost it as a magic weapon, and maybe I can live for a few days. That is also her luck.
The cold eyes are cold, but she can't dare to use force with people. When she screams, she walks in. At least in the magic palace, these fierce and cruel devils are not daring to kill each other. They are like the little sheep of Yushun, but it is not necessarily the door.
At this moment, there are many people gathered in the hall of the Magic Palace. It is not long before all the magicians have arrived.
After a long time, Zongtang slowly came out from behind. He sat in a chair, and his lazy eyes glanced down. The people quickly smashed the floor and said: "See the Lord."
The cold yarn was also among the crowds, and at a glance he saw the white man who came out with him and stood next to him.
The man was dressed in white, tall and long, and the black hair was directly spread. He took a silver mask and covered the whole face, but the cold glance was recognized at a glance. He was Ye Hao!
But apart from the cold yarn, no one else knows Ye Hao. Everyone looks at him with cautious curiosity. Why can this person not be embarrassed, can stand so calmly beside the Lord, who is he?
Soon they have the answer.
Zong Yi looked at Ye Hao with a sly look, took his hand and pulled him to his own face.
He turned his head, indifferent cold eyes glared at the people below, and the low voice echoed in the hall: "This is the jade soul. Later, he is the first magician under my seat. You should all obey orders and worship him. Is it?"