Chapter 162: Heartache 8

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On the occasion of the dragon, Luo gradually cleared the voice of Cang Ruo Zun, his heart and the demon don’t know when he had been taken away. He was just a remnant of the soul. No matter how hard he tried, he was destined to perish. ending.
When he said this, Cang Ruoxun was calm and calm, without a trace of sadness and fear, as if waiting for a long-awaited ending.
Luo gradually clears that he does not know who took the demon statue of the demon, but the magic is not known.
When the magic is still in the autumn, when the most eloquent remarks in the world were used to deceive the demon who lost the mind, the other party gave him a fatal blow. From then on, Mo Qiu did not exist in the world; he also cheated the other side to the north. The most dangerous place in the land, where a heart and a demon are taken.
The induction between the gods and the beasts caused the loss of the mind to leave when it was just near the dry mountain, and it felt a kind of instigation from the depths of the blood. The mountain gently accepted him, allowing him to safely enter the depths of the mountain, holding the heart with temperature, and then...
Take a bite to eat the lower abdomen.
He bit the heart, and his flesh and blood made his precious face look awkward. He didn't know what he was doing. He only knew that he needed this thing. He needed to do this. Then he used the most rude and violent way to tear the heart apart, bite it, sipped blood, chewed the meat, and ate it. in stomach.
Then there is the demon, he chewed it bit by bit, absorbing the infinite vitality.
From beginning to end, this heart and this demon have no defense.
The threat of the beasts shrouded in the two sides disappeared in the face of Jin, as if they were the closest relatives, and the strong blood force allowed them to voluntarily dedicate themselves. When the heart was eaten, the dry mountain was slightly shaken, and something strange was lost. When the demon was chewed, the countless prohibitions on the dry hill turned into nothingness, as if it had been hit hard.
At that moment, in the peak of the depths of the mountain, the wind whizzed past, as if sighing in a low voice, stroking the face of Jin.
Since then, Jin has recovered 80% of his strength. He did not even leave this strange mountain to him. He turned and left. The beast that restored the strength of 80% recovered his heart and the demon in the depths of the nightmare land at a very short speed. For him, he just ate the heart of a dead stranger and the demon, he Feeling embarrassed, but also helpless.
He who loses his mind can only follow instinct. The temptation of the heart and the demon dan is too great. Even if the wolf is like a beast, he can't control himself and can only swallow them.
Tiandao’s superiority to the beasts is reflected in all aspects.
The beast is born to the seventh order, the beast can be a fairy; the body of the beast is like a mysterious iron, and the beast has a certain closeness to the law.
Among the sixty-four demon statues, the remaining sixty-three people could not even live in the world, and they could only collapse in silence. However, the dry mountain did not collapse, until the heart of the demon statue and the demon dan disappeared, he still left a sorrowful soul, and finally disappeared.
If there is still a heart, there is a demon, and if you have a demon, you can live!
Sixty-three demon people can't live, and hundreds of people can't live. Jiu Lian spent all his heart and thoughts to save the ink, and I can't live, but only if you are demon, you can survive!
However, he can't live.
His path was ruined by his own son. He didn't even have a rebellious mind. Instead, he opened his arms and let the other rudely bite his heart and demon.
Because of the aging of 30,000 years and the tremendous damage caused by his body, Cang Ruo did not even know why he did not resist this young dragon, until he died, he knew that this person is his child, this person is called Jin away.
Mo Qianqiu and Wu Xiezi set traps, leaving Jin to be trapped in the darkness of 1800 years, losing heart and demon, loss of mind, and humiliation. These are the people who are willing to forgive.
But the only thing he can't forgive is that he himself bit his father's heart and ruined his father's last life.
Even he didn't remember the scene at the time. When he woke up, he was already full of blood and his strength was restored to 80%. Then he immediately sensed his heart and the demon, and he quickly went after him.
- These, Jin Li did not tell the magic.
The sun was about to touch their hair. He held the man's waist tightly and kissed his eyes kissed. As he said in the dark, this eye is blue like a gem, and in this person's eyes there is this enchanting clarity.
Jin left the head and leaned in the ear of the magic, and said softly: "It is very beautiful."
Demon, he looked up at him and said of course: "The deity is natural and beautiful. But you only said, how is it?"
The hot, hot kiss sealed the words of the magic, and the cold breath swept his nose. Slowly, he was immersed in the kiss. He hugged the other's waist and wrapped it tightly until the sun really swallowed them, and he suddenly bit the broken lips.
But even then, Jin Li did not loosen him, still used all his strength to kiss.
In the end, it is the same as the world, disappearing into an endless white mans.
When he woke up again, he saw a magnificent palace in his eyes. Xuan Jin engraved a thousand years of aurora jade, and found a huge starry sky on the dome of the palace. It is extravagant, and the cost of the dome is beyond the reach of most monks.
The demon statue has always been extravagant and extravagant, and has been cast aside by many righteous people.
Here is the Magic Road Palace!
When the magic waking up, he quickly probed around, and then he did not see Yunxiang, but he saw the 戚珞 and Qin brothers who were trained in the middle of the year. He calmly let the three of the three people leave again. The three people understand the mood of the magical and irritating mood. They didn't care too much about it, but the magic millennium already knew that he returned to eight hundred years ago!
No, it should not be eight hundred years ago.
This time, although there is war between the two communities, it is not as endless as the previous world.
There is no such thing as a in this world, and the sixty-four demon statues did not die 30,000 years ago. During the 30,000 years, many people and monsters have successfully soared – even the monsters can fly!
Everything is different, except that two hundred years ago, he still joined forces with Wu Zizi to drive that person into the dark.
The first thing after the wake of the magic is to go to the nightmare and take out the heart and the demon that was hidden by his own hands.
During this time, it was the moment when the two families were in a truce. Twenty years ago, Jin Li returned to the enchantment from the darkness. Now, the magical Qianqiu touched the heart and the demon, and quietly went to Longdao. He didn't know what his mood was at the moment. He was so frustrated for the first time that he could barely pretend that nothing had happened and then went secretly.
After arriving at Long Island, Jin Li is not there!
The magic is amazing, he lurked in the demon, and he went around to find out the news, finally knowing that Jin has been staying in the depths of the demon.
The Red Devils stunned the scorpion slightly, and some strangely whispered: "... Didn't he always like the four demon statues?" The voice fell, but the devil turned and shook his head: "You can't say that, you can never say that. No longer exist, only the three demon statues are left. They are also not called the three big demon statues."
In addition to some of the successful demon statues, after 30,000 years, the remaining sixty-four demon statues are still alive. They have reached the limit of heaven and earth, and some even have not lost a few years of life, so they have already closed their doors. Unless the demon dies, they will sleep forever, looking for a chance to break through until death.
Devil Qianqiu casually went to the depths of the demon. His cultivation was a great success in the later period of Mahayana. It was dangerous to go there, but there is still a chance to escape. However, in the depths of the enchantment, the magic Qianqiu looked for a whole year, did not find the trace of Jin away!
This is not normal!
How could Jin Jin disappear like this?
Even if there is no heart and demon, he is still the repair of the peak of the earth, how could it be like this...
"If Lin Jia Yao Zun and several other adults wake up from the retreat and know that adults are actually so far away from adults, they will certainly be furious."
"There is nothing to do with you and me. We are just the fifth-order demon who serves the adults. We don't know anything."
"Yes, we don't know anything."
The magical body was shocked and looked at the backs of the two little demons. He quietly followed up and saw the unforgettable scenes of this life.
In a space that was opened up alone, the man who had been proud of it for nine days turned into a prototype and played in the boundless mud. The two little demon put some of the newly-destroyed monsters below the fourth order into the quagmire, and the dragons chased them joyfully and entangled them.
It learns to scream like a snake. Its one dragon's horn is full of blood, and the other dragon's horn is almost broken.
It also hurts, it weakly tells other monsters about their pain, but the snakes are far away from it. It catches up again, and the snakes avoid it. There are so many snakes here, they can never avoid it, and they learn the appearance of the snakes, using the body of a dragon to do the action of the snake.
The white dragon scale was soaked in dirty muddy water, and it screamed, like a snake, trying to spit the letter, but nothing spit out. It is very confused, it looks like the snakes, it seems that they are out of place.
Then the devil looked at it and rolled up his dragon tail to break his dragon's horn, hoping that he would become like a snake.
"Don't!!!"
Magic Qianqiu can no longer see it, the heart seems to be torn, and bloody. The tears came out directly. He swung the five-stage demon in the two horror, and the jade bottle in one of them fell into the mud. Purple liquid is mixed into these mire and slowly dissolves.
Magic Qianqiu flew past the fastest speed in his life, and hugged each other.
He held the dragon's neck tightly, regardless of the muddy water on his clothes, hands and face. He was always afraid of dirty, but now he is crying loudly with one of the dirtiest dragons in the world. The last time I cried was already a long time ago. At that time, he actively sat on the body of Jin, because the pain and shame could not help but shed tears, but he refused to let him go and know that he was crying.
But now, he burst into tears.
The dirty white dragon does not know why this human being is holding himself. It screams at his own tail and hits the body of the magic. After the magic of the autumn, he slammed down hard, and the dragon tail almost smashed his spine. He finally fell into the mire without power, but he still held the dragon and fell together.
The mud is so big, many snakes are curious to come and see, the magic is shrinking, and the endless flames swallow these snakes.
White Dragon is still struggling constantly, and he will not let it go. He carefully took out the heart and a demon from the Nayong, and the white dragon calmed down. He stared at the heart and the demon, and he had no movement for a long time.
Magic Qianqiu reached out to touch his face, and Bailong did not resist.
The magic is gently rubbing its eyes, the white dragon is slightly coveted, like a tame kitten, let him touch. The blue eyes seemed to be blindfolded by something, and they were stupid and stupid.
The human touch made the white dragon very happy, so it screamed twice, as if it was very sad that he did not spit out the snake letter, it kept screaming, trying hard again and again, trying to let himself spit out the snake. Letter.
Looking at this scene, the magic Qianqiu suddenly looked up and gently kissed the mouth of the beast.
A pair of blood-colored scorpions slowly closed, and the tears lingered, and flowed into the mouth along the corners of the lips.
At this time, Bailong finally calmed down. He seems to know the magic millennium, quietly watching him, seeing this he put his heart into his chest, and then the white dragon is shocked, the strength has recovered 70%, and his eyes have gradually become radiant. When the demon was kicked in, the white dragon was completely mad, and it flew up and down, and the injured dragon horn was about to be broken by itself.
"Jin away!"
Mo Qianqiu shouted loudly, then hugged him again.
The hurricane rolled up the ground, the tide of the sea covered the sky, the integration of the demon dan made the white dragon mad, and the magic Qianqiu silently resisted all this.
A ray of light flashed from the body of Bai Long, and suddenly it turned into a blue man who was immersed in muddy water. His face and hair were all muddy. He just looked at the magical look and fainted, and at that glance, he had already let the magic suffocate.
In that glance, it was the ultimate hatred of the sky. I wanted to bite his bones, swallow his flesh and blood, and smash him into corpses so that he could not die.
The tears on his face have dried up, and the devil has swayed his throat and held the demon statue in his arms. He feels that Jin Jin is merging his heart and the demon, this process may take a day, may take ten days, may take a year.
Magic Qianqiu slowly evokes the lips, revealing a pale and weak smile, the voice is stubborn, strong and calm: "...you hate the deity? Then it will kill the deity. This world, the deity is waiting for you to kill, you Just want to do something... all right."
However, for a long time, the number and others heard the news.
It turned out that it was not only the number, but also a heavenly demon and three other demon.
The magic smiles mockingly at them, carefully holding the Jin away, and arrogantly saying: "But it is his elders who have closed their doors, but he is more talented than you, practice fast, you are pickled The elders, the deity will not give you even a light. You are not worthy of being the opponent of the deity!"
"Magic, you are looking for death!"
Then, it was a terrible battle.
In the face of a power of the magical period and the power of the four Mahayana periods, the magic is almost dead, and he fled with Jin.
The Yaozu is never simpler than the Terran. The forces represented by the Sixty-four Demon Supreme are the top forces of the older generation, and the strength represented by the nicknames and others is the emerging power. In the battle between the two, the loss of the mind has become the venting of the emerging forces.
The magic of the thousand autumn spelled the last bit of strength to lead out of the depths of the demon, arrived at a remote island in the first sea. He fell from the sky with his powerlessness. At this time, he turned and let himself land, protecting the fainting Jin.
boom!
There was a big mouthful of blood in the mouth, and the magic was in front of him, as if he didn't know where he was.
Jin Jin fell on him and his eyes closed.
The magic is looking at the sky quietly, watching the whole blue sky, and he gently embraces the person on his body. For a long time, suddenly his face slowly turned red, and his eyes were mixed with a hard-to-detect emotion. The desire to exhale was getting hotter and hotter, and the devil couldn’t help but get closer and hold himself tighter. .
"Jin away... Jin... away from..."
The smattering of the smattering of the poison from the quagmire into the body has now erupted.
That bottle of everything fell into the mire, and it has already been dispersed. For the beast, it doesn't have much impact, but for a demon that is not tough in the flesh, it is a deadly attack.
The gasping of the magic is getting more and more urgent, and his bones are broken into pieces, which can't be moved in a short time. He can only watch his body being loved. He wants to dominate. He wants to hug his cold demon, but he always sleeps and does not give him a response.
The devil is hoarse and screaming, and he keeps shouting the name of Jin.
By the third day, the magic mill had been tortured to explode, and the people on him finally woke up. The blue eyes were clear and clear, and Jin was separated from the one-handed side on the side of the magic, and slowly got up.
"Jin away..."
The blue demon statue glimpsed a little, and he looked down at himself underneath. I saw that the gorgeous and fascinating demon is full of ambiguity, including a strong desire, hope, eyes look at myself.
The bright red lips kept thinking about their names for a moment, but they were cold and indifferent, as if they didn't see them, they immediately got up. After standing up, he demonized and cleaned all the muddy water on his body, and then changed to a clean dress.
At this moment, he is still the noble and elegant beast, and the demon statue on the ground is covered in mud, immersed in desire.
Jin Shi turned to look at the magic, and the latter stared at him tightly, whispering his name.
The voice of Devil's Thousand Autumns has an indescribable likeness. Jin Shi does not understand such strange feelings, and I don't know why Devil Qianqiu uses this tone to call himself. He looked at the devil in silence, for a long time, suddenly said: "You saved the deity once, so today the deity does not kill you. The next time you meet again, this deity will smash your heart and destroy you."
The sound of the magic is abruptly stopped, perhaps it is the desire to be too violent, and at this moment he looks a little fragile. With a pair of big eyes, the devil looked at Jin Jin, as if he wanted to see him through.
Jin looked at him with a coveted look, and his look was indifferent. He seemed to be watching a stranger. He said coldly: "This poison is not for you to be remedy for you. Clear heart, don't think about those inexplicable filth. Things that are dirty and sloppy can naturally be solved."
The beast seems to unintentionally add a tone to the word "dirty squat". This word makes the face of the magic face white, the blood on his face fades, the pupils tremble, and no more words can be said.
When the voice fell, Jin turned away and walked away. When he was about to fly away, he heard a sneer from behind him: "The deity brought your heart and the demon, in order to bring you out of the depths of the demon, almost If you really want to completely break with the deity, today I will help the deity to connect the broken bones and heal the wounded. From then on, you will not owe me, only the rest... I owe you ""
Jin left the tip of his toes, simply ignored the words of the magic, and flew away.
Then, after a quarter of an hour, the blue demon statue appeared on this deserted island, and there was no expression on the cold face. He personally picked up the broken bones for the devil, and used the demon power to help him recover the meridians. When all this was done, Jin Jindi said: "The human race is really shameless, the deity has already spared you, but you still have this. As many requests."
"You said that the deity is deceitful? Right, have you ever said that the devil is dirty?" Devil Qianqiu smiled and smiled and gave him a look.
Looking at this scene, somehow, the breath of Jin’s departure leaked for a moment, and he immediately got up and left. But he was just taking a step, and his left hand was pulled by a man, and the devil took him back hard.
Jin away: "You..."
"The deity tells you today, what is it to be deceitful and shameless, what is dirty?"
When the lips touched each other, the magical eyes closed their eyes, but they did not dare to open their eyes. As if something had awakened from the depths of his heart, the magic opened his teeth and bit his lips.
The familiar breath lingered in the nose of the Jin, his pupils trembled fiercely, and then subconsciously pushed away the magic. After being pushed away by the shackles, Mo Qianqiu looked up at him. A pair of blood-colored pupils shone in the sunlight, and the lips were laughing, but they were more ugly than crying.
Devil Qianqiu squeezed a word from his lips: "This is the last time, and later... I don't like you anymore."
Jin was separated from the two, and then the magic kissed him again. The familiar atmosphere made Jin could not help but immerse himself. Even he did not notice it. He suppressed the body of the demon and pressed him to On the ground, I kissed in love.
Just like doing it in a dark space, they all know each other's body very well. He knows where the other person's sensitivity is, and knows how to make the other person make a good sound.
The emotion hidden in the body
To be stimulated again, from the beginning to the end, the magic is not able to completely unravel the desire. This is in front of the person you like, how can he not want to do that kind of thing with the other party, how can it be pure?
This time, the situation is very contradictory. Sometimes he is very gentle, sometimes he is very rough. When he broke into the body of the devil, he did not do a little lubrication at all, and he slammed it in such a strong way, even if he was fainted.
In the late Mahayana, the strong body of the monk was also broken and bleed by the size of the beast.
Jin Jin suddenly and gentle, he wants to pull himself out, and then pity to say apologize. Magic Qianqiu sneered a sneer, suddenly pressed him under his body and sat down from above.
Jin looked at him strangely, and Meng Qianqiu suddenly reached out and blocked his eyes.
"do not look at me……"
This sentence with a cry of silence makes the move of Jin Jin suddenly stop, letting the other side stare at their own eyes.
Blood ran down from the place where the two were connected, but a drop of cold tears lingered on the chest of Jin. There was no sound from the beginning to the end, but the tears kept on, and he swayed up and down while licking each other's eyes.
The blood slowly became lubricated. Under the urging of the poison, the magic millennium also had a quick feeling, but he kept holding his eyes away until his first release.
When I saw that person was wet with tears, the heart of Jin’s heart suddenly felt a pain, feeling that he was going to be swallowed by a huge panic. He gently kissed the face of the devil, kissed the tears, and continued to move.
This time, the full time of the tenth day, the beast released its first time.
He no longer pampered his body as much as he did, so he did it when he did his best. On the eighth day, the magic millennium can hardly feel the fast feeling again, and can only bear it with paralysis.
That's it, the magic is also silent, stubbornly guarding his own dignity, although this dignity has long been crushed by himself.
After the first release, the beast has a very short blank period. He squats on the scorpion and squats in the naked man's red
naked body, and then at this moment, taking advantage of the opportunity, the magic is the last strength in the body. One palm stunned him.
I took the terrible thing out of my body, and the magic rose up and stood up. When I didn’t stand still, I fell down with a bang. He repeatedly tried to stand up, but the ten-day indulgence made his legs soft, and he was already numb behind him.
Wiping the wound behind him with the best elixir, and after another day, Devil Qianqiu barely stood up. He didn't even leave a nostalgic remnant for his departure. He first cleaned his body with clean water and then put on a clean dress.
When he walks, he poses strange and can take a step in three steps. But until he reached the edge of the small island beach, he did not look back, just facing the person behind him, stood silent for an hour, then suddenly flew away.
Three days later, Jin Yue slowly opened his eyes and finally woke up. He subconsciously stroked the person beside him, but he rushed to the air. The action suddenly froze, and the huge memory rushed into the brain of Jin Jin. This memory was received for ten days before it finally ended.
Jin shivered his fingers and remembered the man’s pleading for himself in these ten days.
He knows how proud he is and how stubborn he is. If he really does not want to be killed by himself, he can never ask for mercy. However, he sneered at each other with a voice, from the body and mind to the other side down to the dust. Sometimes the memory suddenly reappears, so he suddenly becomes gentle; but just as the person ignited a little hope, he once again sneered at the past and treated him rudely.
The ear seemed to ring the last sentence that the man tried his best to say to himself...
"I am... sorry.