MTL - Rescuing the Supporting Character-Chapter 125 immortal? monster? sixteen

After Qing along the edge of the floating island, the island ban was strengthened. After everything was ready, it was already late at night.

Starlight flashes above the black screen, standing on the island looking up at the stars, people will give birth to a illusion of at your fingertips.

Hou Qing quietly stood in the night wind, and the breeze slightly picked up his wide sleeves. Not long after, a sly black dragon smashed out from the lower bound, flew to him and quickly turned into a human form, and the hand was standing on the back of the body: "Master, has sent Xiaobai away."

"Yeah." Hou Qing still looked at the night sky in the distance, and did not speak again with a cry.

Ming Yuan waited for a long while and couldn't guess his intention: "I sent her to..."

"Don't tell me," Hou Qing interrupted him. He looked back at Mingyuan and was puzzled. It was difficult to explain the sentence gently. "Let her leave, just think she is no longer suitable to stay on the floating island. As for the future, then It depends on her creation."

Although Mingyuan didn't like the little fox, but when she thought that Xiaobai heard the news that her husband left her here, the sadness and disappointment in her eyes, he still couldn't bear it after all: "In fact, it doesn't have to be rushed." She is leaving."

Hou Qing smiled and did not answer his question.

He took the battalion of Chiyou with one person's strength, and also robbed the shackles under their eyes. Even if he could bear this breath, he would not rule out that he would send his men to the door.

Hou Qing has long gone through the trouble of going home to find a helper. He does not want to give the Yellow Emperor the opportunity because of this matter, and put the big brother of honest Pakistan to the front of the two armed forces. After the soil is only suitable for hiding behind the scenes to deal with official duties, this kind of fight and kill occasions, he alone is enough.

The floating island has a large array of islands, and Qinghe and Mingyuan have a battle. Although he has not been healed, he has a long-standing reputation. The name of the invincible demon god, more or less can also shock a large group of gods who want to rob the fire.

Houqing is not worried. However, the number of idlers on the island can be one less. He does not want to be really distracted to take care of a small fox.

Enough to form the human sputum, he has already given Mingyuan to Xiaobai. For a little monster that always affects his mood at an inappropriate time, Hou Qing asks himself that what he has done is considered to be benevolent.

As for the little stone demon...

When Qing returned to the room, she was already asleep. On the large couch, the warm body is only a small piece of the small body, and the white and tender hands of the chastity stick out from the thin quilt and lie on the bed.

Hou Qing put her hand back, licked the corner, and raised her hand to explode the firefly in the corner. Going to bed, he habitually gave her a pulse, seeing everything normal and then lying down beside her.

From the beginning, I didn’t take it for granted. Later, I realized that I was maliciously guilty of her, and then I personally shot her. Afterwards, I found out that he was very difficult to distinguish. Now this little stone demon is in his heart. What kind of location is it.

disgust? Love, close? Even guilty... seems to have it. Maybe she knows it, otherwise she won't challenge his bottom line again and again.

If you must choose between glaze and white, he thinks that he has already chosen.

Hou Qing slowly squinted and gradually fell asleep.

Perhaps because the tight nerves finally relaxed, he was really tired, or perhaps because he did not consciously defend Wen Wen, and he felt very sleepy.

In the fascination, a gray shadow has been wrapped around his soul.

After Qing suddenly woke up! But it is too late, and his soul is firmly bound in the body. After the Qing subconscious, he turned his head and looked at his side. The couch was empty, and the temperature was gone.

"Green Crane, Ming Yuan!"

There was no response outside the door.

After Qing’s heart sinks, the person can’t take all the people on the island without a sound, and there is only one possibility left – the room is soundproofed.

His first thought was not from where the bunch of celestial ropes came from, but the little stone demon was sneaked into the ground. Her body didn't take long, if the other party tortured him... I thought it was a little impatient.

He does not care about how much the suppression of the soul of the immortal is so much, and he will be forced to use the power of the soul to break it.

As an ancient god, the spirit of Houqing is much stronger than the average god. Although this method will make him a big injury, in the current situation, it is indeed the most direct way to get rid of it.

An impact was unsuccessful, and it was not successful twice... Hou Qing’s chest was faintly painful, and the forced force of the force pushed him down again. He could almost feel the salty mouth in his mouth.

At this moment, a corner skirt was reflected in the back of the eyes, his movement suddenly stopped.

Hou Qing has already vaguely guessed what. He slowly moved his line of sight and saw the little stone demon standing behind the crepe as expected. The plains swaying slightly, she stood there and stared at him quietly.

Her twilight is calm and her look is soft. Seeing him looking over, he even smiled slightly.

After Qing Qing reluctantly hooked the lips and corners, my heart is complicated. Neither of them spoke. It seems that there is no need to say anything more in this scene.

After Qing couldn't help but ask himself, isn't he good enough for her?

He has not experienced it, and betrayed by close people.

However, this feeling is like having been there many times. Familiar, he will not be surprised.

In the dream, or to say, the one from the previous life, did he come over again and again? After Qing can almost describe the process in detail. Sour, stinging, then anger, want to destroy, want revenge...

Will he be like that? After the Qing dynasty fixedly looked at Wen Ruo slowly out of the hustle and bustle, she said: "Do not struggle again, your injury can not afford this degree of outbreak."

“Why do you want to do this?” Hou Qing recovered calm.

"There is no reason." Wen Ruyi did not intend to sit down and chat with him. After confirming that the current Houqing did not pose a threat to her, she went straight to search for him.

Hou Qing never avoided her, Wen Ruo was very smoothly in his arms to find out the heart of the Qiang Kun bag. When she lifted her little hand, she turned a sharp short blade in her hand: "Although I don't want you to hurt, but there is no way, I need something inside."

After the Qing smiled. She needs something inside... He never said no, but she chose this ruthless way.

The little guy he raised with his own hands began to bite.

"A lifetime of self-cultivation, the generosity from my ambition, no teeth unforgettable, from now on, willing to tie the grass ring, swear to death to report the master of today's great grace, born to be the master, death is the master's ghost ......"

That vow, now remembered, is like a joke.

Hou Qing slowly slammed on both eyes: "If you don't regret, you will start." As long as she does not regret it.

After Qing unloaded the power. He can't afford the consequences of forcibly breaking away from the bundle, but after breaking free? Kill her? Sealing the murder in the little stone demon bracelet can be started at any time.

No matter where she is, no matter how far she escapes, as long as he wants to, gently play a finger, the fire of her life will disappear instantly.

But what does it mean to do this?

Because he wants to save her, he would rather be inspired by the soul and break through the imprisonment. At that moment, the subconsciously put her safety in the first place, which was what Chiang Kai-shek did not expect, but it was also the most ironic place he now has.

It’s so funny, when I think about it, it’s really a bit boring.

Compared with the soul of the heart, which one is more important? This problem, he raised the little stone demon may never know.

Hou Qing closed his eyes and only felt a tingling pain slowly and firmly pushed to his heart.

One drop, two drops, three drops.

The sound of blood dripping into the jade bottle is crisp, and the foreign body piercing the heart is drawn out. After the smile, the face is pale: "There are not many opportunities. If I were you, I should take more spare."

Wen Ruo did not answer. Sneak attack on a god, and still use this way to take his blood, not glorious, there is nothing to show off. Even if her husband made a big hit, she couldn’t clean herself.

Her words were not faked.

If Wen is not hating Hou Qing, who is good, who is not good, that is his freedom. She and her husband are not relatives, because she wants to Raider him, so should he report the same attitude? The emotional thing is not calculated this way.

Wen Ruo self-confessed, even if he lost, it is not too late to lose. She is now withdrawn.

Since you have to go, you should have the capital to go. The treasures and sputum in the post-Qing Qiankun bag are all she needs. Since he does not give it, of course she will grab it.

This kind of behavior, Wen Ruo also feels very ruthless, if the post-Qing is not to make her so jealous, perhaps she is not necessarily able to make things in the state of the other person awake, take the blood of the heart.

However, Wen still did it. However, at the moment before the knife tip hit his skin, she replaced the short blade with a stone needle.

The hollow stone needle, which was long and long, pierced into the heart of Houqing. His long eyelashes were drooping, and a slight trembling for a moment, then he returned to calm. Until the golden blood oozes from the stone needle, Hou Qing does not say a word.

From then on, he and her, the bridge returned to the bridge, the road returned.

Wen Ruo clearly understands this. She gently covered his robes and turned to leave the room.

More than ten steps away, Wen did not look back.

The author has something to say: Yesterday, I fell asleep with the code, and today it is more supplementary, hehe... I have to write two chapters tomorrow~~~~~~

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