MTL - My Darling Sick Beauty-Chapter 90

Two hundred years later.

boom -

The peak of the boulder, a hard rock suddenly cracked, and the shattered stone chips splashed out, covering the surrounding area.

A dark figure was chiseled through the boulder, slammed into a large pit, and crashed into the inside, the bones all over the body made a cracking sound.

Wen Renye lay at the bottom of the pit, his purple eyes turned into flames, but he could only see the dim clouds in front of him.

The light scattered from the clouds, the light undulating.

I don't know if all the bones in his body were shattered in half, but because of the strong physique of the demons, they were broken and restored at the same time, and they managed to hit the present.

Wen Renye turned his head and spit out a blood stasis stuck in his throat. A pair of brocade boots fell in front of his vision.

It is a very expensive material, and the patterns are all picked by him, and even wearing it on each other's feet is something he did not long ago.

The little devil squinted his eyes, and the magic flame in his eyes jumped for an unknown meaning. He saw that the cloud pattern on the brocade boots was spotless, not stained with the dust in the deep pit at all, and then shifted slightly and stepped on it. on his chest.

The wound was there too, but it was almost healed, and the blood soaked the robe.

The soles should be stained with blood. Wen people night thinking.

The Ling Xiaojian was slashed in the middle of his tail, and the bone wings could no longer be released, because the more human he was, the lighter his hand would be.

racism. He dared to think with anger.

Jiang Zheliu stepped on his chest firmly, feeling that the little devil's puncture wound had healed, so he moved his steps slightly, and the clean upper lifted his chin.

"Not satisfied?" He raised his eyebrows.

Wen Renye is more than dissatisfied.

Back then, he always said that he wanted to join the road to protect him, but he never thought about it, and it turned out that Jiang Zheliu joined the road first. The progress of the opponent's cultivation was the same as Fei's, and his cultivation was restored in the blink of an eye. At that time, he relied on the two Dao species fused in his body to force the opponent's head, and because of this, he did a lot of things that were not demonic.

Sure enough, heaven has reincarnation.

Just when Wen Renye thought happily that he could force the other party for a lifetime, Jiang Zheliu silently found the Dao Seed in the extreme north, and he joined the Xiantian Frost Avenue.

Little Demon King really didn't expect that there was someone who was able to earn a Dao seed and survived the calamity on the spot, and he really didn't guess that his Dao Companion had such a terrible determination and self-confidence.

Innate five fortunes, he has to match the end, the innate five punishments, and the killing, but the way of killing is easy to say, but the final avenue is really not within the scope of his expertise, it is extremely difficult to understand, and he can't understand Jiang Ziliu at all. Such success.

But Jiang Zheliu counted this time, but he had already rebuilt it three times, so he didn't think it was anything unusual.

No matter how strong Wen Renye is, he has to be suppressed by the realm. Basically, he is hanged and beaten. In addition, he has to be confused by beauty from time to time, and his mind is not very good for Taoist companions, so he will be beaten. more serious.

Miserable, ask is miserable, too miserable.

Wen Renye's chin was provoked, and the eyes that flowed with magic flames faced Jiang Zheliu's face, staring at the other party's dark and waveless eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled a bit, and he felt that this was really beautiful, strong and beautiful. The ice and snow breath that melted the Dao seed could suppress the sweetness of the heavenly spirit body, like a white plum hanging on a branch with three inches of ice. People can't help but pick it up, but they are biting to the bone by the cold, and the pain penetrates into the bone marrow and is unwilling to let go.

What's more, Jiang Zheliu was originally beautiful, with snowy hair and black pupils, and his skin was cold and soft. Even when his thin lips were pursed and he didn't show a smile, he could make people willing to die for him.

Wen Renye felt that he was really superficial, so superficial. After so many years, he still made this person's face full of pornographic content, but it was great to think that he was superficial.

He forgot his own injuries again, and he raised his hand and grabbed the other's ankle, not afraid of death, through a thin coat.

"I don't agree." When he said these two words, his chest was shaking, and his heartbeat was fast, "And I still want to..."

He also reacted shamefully.

While the little devil felt shameful, at the same time he felt that he had such an offensive behavior towards this person, and there was a sense of aggression and a sense of comfort that he wanted to be satisfied.

Even if he only said half a sentence, Jiang Ziliu knew that his dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory.

He stepped on the chest under his feet, and Ling Xiaojian reappeared in mid-air, accompanied by a faint chill and a halo. He put his palms together, held the hilt of the sword in his palm, and the blade slammed into the ground, pressing against the little devil's cheek.

"Don't repent." Jiang Zheliu commented, "Why didn't you expect today when you forced me."

In fact, it's not forced, it's just the person's inertia, he can't even kick if he kicks up. Although Jiang Zheliu can understand a little bit, he still holds grudges more.

A mature man's revenge naturally won't happen once or twice, it's a habitual offender.

Wen Renye's cheeks bleed a little bit by the chill on Ling Xiaojian's sword, but he didn't care, his heartbeat was beating so fast that he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

"You agreed." He defended in a hoarse voice.

But they all agreed at the beginning, and I couldn't get out of the car after crying hoarsely. What's the speed? It's just flying too low.

Jiang Zheliu didn't get angry, but he still had to keep his senior's calm and restrained, his ink eyes pressed a few inches with a chill, and he pressed against his cheek and asked in a low voice: "So I said that I would beat you up sooner or later, and I would You shouldn't believe your nonsense."

Although the little devil has never been able to change this aspect, his technique of coaxing him has become more and more sophisticated.

Jiang Ziliu has such a weakness as being soft-hearted, and every time he makes the other party take it hard.

"...It hurts to death." Wen Renye was so excited by the breath of the other party that he raised his head and leaned over, and licked him very uncharacteristically. "Are you relieved?"

His throat was hoarse and smelled of blood.

Jiang Zheliu glanced at him coldly, but did not hide, but pulled out the long sword that was inserted into the ground, turned to slant over the edge, and patted Wen Renye.

"Tell me, where to cut from."

He doesn't really want to recall this thing, it hurts everywhere.

Wen Renye's scalp was numb when he was photographed, and he thought that Xiao Liushu would not come, right? He suddenly became nervous, he rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed, and said, "Can you not?"

Jiang Zheliu didn't speak, but compared himself to a length, the sword edge was slightly raised, and he swung down sharply.

At the moment when the sword edge was swung down, the little devil who had been paralyzed at the bottom of the pit and was as quiet as a chicken slammed away. The blood wind shook and left the attack range of Ling Xiaojian.

He landed far away from the deep pit, watching Jiang Ziliu easily fall outside the pit and stand in front of him.

It's too difficult. There have been many fights in these years, and this is the first time to fight a battle to defend chicken love.

Bitterness, the bitterness of married men.

Not only do you have to keep the young demons from digging the wall at all times, but also because you get more from your wife, you will be threatened for this. Is this the price of maturity?

In Wen Renye's eyes, he estimated that he was still restrained, but Xiao Liushu was too abstinent, which led to this contradiction.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him calmly, and he couldn't tell whether he was really angry or not, but Wen Renye didn't dare to try.

That is to say, the little devil can take a few tricks. If it was anyone else, even if Jiang Ziliu kept his hand, he would have been killed long ago.

Daozu's realm suppression is worse than any other cultivation base.

Jiang Zheliu stood on the spot, raised his hand slightly, and a string of ice crystals suddenly condensed in the air above his fingertips. Just as Wen Renye was vigilant, the temperature in all directions suddenly cooled down, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sky of ice and snow, full of ice and snow. The ice of the ground spread anxiously at a speed that was completely impossible to dodge, and suddenly stagnated at his feet.

This is the speed that Jin Xian couldn't react at half-step, and it changed almost immediately.

But when the ice condensed, it did not freeze Wen Renye, but condensed upwards out of thin air, weaving it into a cage to enclose him.

The ice is not broken, with the power of the source of the avenue. When Wen Renye realized this, he felt that it was over. He and the chicken might have to have one today.

Dignified Demon Venerable, why was the target domestic violence so far?

The little devil was full of grief, so he simply sat in the cage and lowered his head in grievance.

Footsteps rustled. Jiang Zheliu stopped in front of him, lowered his body and knocked on Hanbing's cage, and said expressionlessly, "It's amazing to have wings?"

Wen Renye felt that he was being bullied and that the other party didn't love him anymore, so he was willing to shut him up. He was so sad and pitiful that he turned his head wetly, and after a while, he said, "I don't dare to be great."

Jiang Zheliu almost laughed, but he still maintained his seriousness and continued: "Do you know what's wrong?"

"...Hmm." The little devil's bone wings drooped down.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him for a while, and felt that he had committed his old problems again, how could he bully the children. He thought for a while, then reached out and clicked on the ice cage, and the ice immediately evaporated and dissipated.

Wen Renye didn't move, and sat on the spot full of autistic breath, with a look of "you want to kill or cut it as you like".

Jiang Zheliu was about to be amused by him again, but he didn't hide it this time. He leaned over with the corners of his lips raised, turned his face to look at him, and said, "You're so old, you can cry no matter what."

"..." Wen Renye replied facelessly.

Not all because of you.

Jiang Zheliu approached, stretched out his hand and ruffled the little devil's hair, patted his shoulder, and comforted: "No, no, I'll scare you."

The other party still didn't speak, sulking.

"It's your fault to be angry again." Jiang Zheliu said sternly.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was thrown down by the hot and hard body, which smelled of blood. Wen Renye was buried between his neck and pressed against his shoulder. Blood was on him.

Jiang Zheliu had no choice, so he reluctantly touched the other's horn and said, "Okay? Are you sure I want to eat soft or hard?"

Wen Renye Tian nodded shamelessly: "Yes."

After rubbing for a long time, he remembered something and asked, "By the way, about the dog leftover..."

"I've blocked it." Jiang Zheliu said, "After I joined the road, his luck has been a little bit unstoppable. Since that's the case, it's better to seal it first. So that he doesn't depend on it."

Wen Renye was relieved, focused on rubbing the little willow tree against his own breath, and kissed the Taoist ancestor.

It's so pretty, how could I be fooled.

Wen Renye was not ashamed, but proud, thinking that it was the feat of Guangzong Yaozu's shocking demon world, and he was excited for a while, but he couldn't stop the car again.

Jiang Zheliu felt it immediately, he glanced down calmly, and said lightly, "Little Demon King."

"Um?"

"I'm going to hit you again."

"...!"