Xia Jingzhe heard this, his eyes flashed with amazement.
Immediately afterwards, she raised her hand, and her cool fingertips ran down Xu Jiao's cheek, her fingernails slashed slightly sharply, as if a thin knife had passed her face, and there was an indescribable sense of danger. The skin that touched her was inexplicably opened, and Xu Jiao felt that her unspeakable place was throbbing again.
It must be because Xia Jingzhe didn't get his nails done when he was making a fool of himself.
Thinking of this, she inadvertently frowned slightly.
Xia Jingzhe's voice sounded at this moment: "Look at my memory—"
"I always forget that Senior Sister's mouth is the most deceiving."
"I almost believed you."
Xu Jiao listened to her accusations indifferently, her expression unpleasant, as if the person who said "I like you the most in this world" just now was not her.
Xia Jingzhe's face showed a bit of unwillingness, but the previous words had already been released. Even if she was reluctant at this moment, she still untied the dark black iron restraint on Xu Jiao's wrist and released her slightly.
After the "click" sound—
The weight on Xu Jiao's wrist finally disappeared.
She looked at the dark bruises left on her wrist, and her thick eyelashes moved slightly. She wanted to change her mind to repair the injury, but found that the spiritual power in her body was empty. , as if the vast spiritual power that was once stored in it was hidden.
As expected, the chain was not the main object to seal her mind at all. Xu Jiao no longer looked at the wound on her wrist, her plain white hand fell to her side.
Xia Jingzhe saw her reaction after she released the bondage.
She thought that Xu Jiao's indifferences were all fake and condescending with her. After all, Xu Jiao was reluctant to do that kind of thing with her. She knew that, so now that the ban was lifted, it was impossible to control her emotions. She had to talk to herself. vent.
Either raise his hand to fight, or speak evil words.
The result is nothing.
…
Looking at the person in front of him who was calm and undisturbed by those beautiful traces, Xia Jingzhe finally understood—
She once thought that after what happened last night, she should ask for nothing in her life and die without regrets, but after having such close contact with Xu Jiao, she realized that she was wrong.
In fact, the distance between her and Xu Jiao is still that far away.
Out of reach.
The absurd scene last night was just her own dream. She thought that she had finally touched the hem of the high god's skirt and pulled it into the mundane world. In the end, she was shocked to realize that what she was holding in her hand was nothing but the clouds and mists in the mountains.
The wind blew away, leaving nothing in the palm of his hand.
Xu Jiao was still on the unattainable top of Kunlun Mountain, no, it was a higher zenith.
Inexplicable grief jumped out of her heart, and it was more of an unspeakable unwillingness-how high did she have to go to make her figure appear in the eyes of senior sister
Xu Jiao noticed that the aura around her had changed and changed, she was keenly aware that Xia Jingzhe was in a bad mood, and she intuitively told her that if she didn't divert the attention of the other party, she would suffer again vaguely.
So she reminded faintly: "Didn't you say you want to go out?"
Xia Jingzhe's mind turned around, and there were ripples in his faint eyes, which somehow made Xu Jiao feel resentment.
"Being with me, make senior sister so tired?"
Xu Jiao: "…"
Not really, after all, she just opened the door to her new world last night with the nonsense in bed, so she won't get bored so quickly, and she will be drunk for ten and a half months.
But now it's clear that the plot matters.
Seeing that Xu Jiao didn't answer, Xia Jingzhe twitched the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of reluctance in his smile, obviously when Xu Jiao acquiesced.
Her eyes darkened, and her whole body was full of impending wind and rain.
Just when Xu Jiao thought she couldn't go out today, she saw Xia Jingzhe turned and left, walked not far away, raised her hand and pushed open the door of the cabin.
The fiery red lycium all over the mountains and plains did not say hello, and suddenly jumped into her eyes, just like the flames that burst out of the ground, as if it had the arrogance of burning the whole world.
The dark sky, the devilish energy, and even the black soil could not escape this strong color.
Xu Jiao closed her eyes.
She felt that she didn't want to see red again for a short time.
Xia Jingzhe turned around and was about to ask her how the scenery of the sea of flowers outside was. When he saw her closing her eyes and resting, she even raised her hand to rub her temples, with an expression of unspeakable tiredness and exhaustion.
When it got to my mouth, I swallowed it.
Xia Jingzhe retracted his expectations and walked out without saying a word. When Xu Jiao opened her eyes again, she realized that the other party had walked quickly.
She didn't notice Xia Jingzhe's drastic change in mood, and didn't care whether she could keep up with the other person's footsteps. She walked forward slowly and stepped into the soft black soil.
Even if she has no spiritual power at the moment, the cloth she wears is still unusual, with its own dust removal effect, avoiding the pollution of the black mud.
Xia Jingzhe looked back and saw that pure white came out of the sea of red flowers.
Time, in the world, can't find a cleaner color than this.
This strong color contrast seems to remind her implicitly: Look, no matter how hard you work, no matter in the sky, in the mortal world, or in the filthy demon world, Xu Jiao will never change, and no one can make her fall.
…
Xu Jiao crossed the sea of flowers, her sleeves brushed through the countless flirtatious petals, and when she walked in front of Xia Jingzhe, she was already tainted with that faint scent, and the smell on her body also changed slightly.
Meeting Xia Jingzhe's gaze, Xu Jiao watched for a while, and became the first to speak:
"Is Junior Sister Xia now the master of the demon world?"
After Kunlun was destroyed, Xia Jingzhe would definitely be hard to tolerate, and the system had informed her that this place was a demon world... Combined with the current situation of the steep cliffs and the prevailing demonic energy, Xu Jiao could easily guess the answer.
Xia Jingzhe smiled like a flower and nodded: "Do you like my new identity, Senior Sister?"
Not to mention like it or not.
Xu Jiao didn't answer, but talked about something else: "The ancient books contain it, that 36,000 years ago, the leader of Kunlun rose to immortality, and he was in charge of the Heavenly Palace, the stars, time and space, and later became the Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm. 100,000 Immortal Soldiers fight against the Demon World."
She said: "Junior sister acts like this, and she will cause trouble for her upper body."
Xu Jiao's tone was extraordinarily calm, as simple as drinking water and eating.
However, Xia Jingzhe approached her with great interest, and his breath brushed over Xu Jiao's lips, as if he was about to fall for a kiss.
She kept the ambiguity close at hand, and asked in a low voice, "Senior sister is worried about me?"
Xu Jiao looked at her inexplicably.
She said without thinking; "I just want to know, what exactly do you want to do."
When the character of the protagonist in her writing changed drastically, causing the plot to move towards the unknown, Xu Jiao, as the creator of the world, would naturally be curious about the future that was beyond her control.
Xia Jingzhe smiled but didn't say a word, held her face and kissed her for a while, and said to her, "I'll take senior sister to the magic palace to see."
Xu Jiao, who was suddenly taken advantage of and forcibly changed the subject: "..."
She raised her hand to wipe the traces on her lower lip, and her expression became casual again.
What's so beautiful about the magic palace
Although she didn't mention the grass and trees, she knew what the scene of the magic palace was like.
…
"This is the bones of the demon dragon, the ancestor of the demon world, thousands of years ago..."
In front of the magic palace, Xia Jingzhe took Xu Jiao's hand, looked at the jagged black and white two-color palace in front of him, but made people look frightened and secretly fearful, and explained in a low voice.
Xu Jiao glanced at it and found that the palace perfectly reproduced her description, so she looked away again—
The palace is surrounded by trees that are unique to the devil world. They never grow leaves. The lime-silver trunk is like a stone, but it emits a cold light. Occasionally, there are black things underneath that jump up from the silver sand and quickly disappear again.
It is a newly born monster in the demon world. It is nurtured and nourished by the tree of the demon world. It is endless and can never be destroyed.
After the death of the demon dragon in the demon world, the corpse turned into a palace, the muscles and veins became the tree species of the demon world, the breath turned into demonic energy, and the eyes... turned into two magic springs at the back of the palace.
The magic spring is hot and cold, and the monsters are soaked in it, and the skill increases greatly. On the contrary, if the immortal falls, it will be forever.
Just when Xu Jiao was reminiscing about the setting, Xia Jingzhe had already led her through the hall, regardless of the low-level witches standing still on both sides, and headed to the magic spring at the back.
When she was about to arrive, Xu Jiao stopped.
She vaguely guessed Xia Jingzhe's intentions.
Xia Jingzhe raised his hand and wiped the side of her face lightly. He felt a thin layer of sweat, and asked with a low smile, "Why is Senior Sister so delicate, so tired after walking two steps?"
Xu Jiao's heart was sealed, and she had been trekking for a long time from the cliff, but after listening to Xia Jingzhe's ridicule, she did not explain, only looked at her lightly.
Xia Jingzhe laughed, leaned over and reached through her knees, hugged her horizontally, and said softly, "I'll take Senior Sister to take a bath."
Xu Jiao looked at her fixedly, and her tone was a little lazy: "I heard that there is a magic spring in the demon world. Even if the immortal body falls, it will not be able to resist its demonic energy."
Xia Jingzhe was very satisfied with her sharpness: "Senior sister knows a lot - so, is senior sister afraid?"
Afraid of falling into the devil's way
Xu Jiao looked away indifferently.
…
Until she saw the two magic springs.
The hot and cold springs were actually opened up, and as far as the eye could see, there were clouds and light mist, and a faint, ominous gray mist was floating in the air.
She was a little distracted, and the person had already been put into the spring by Xia Jingzhe.
The domineering demonic energy immediately crawled into her body along her veins, Xu Jiao's eyes widened, this...
What is the feeling of hot and cold in the muscles
She intuited that Xia Jingzhe had made something very different.
However, before she could think about it, the man had already waded into the water, raised his hand to push the water, walked behind Xu Jiao, took her into his arms, and asked softly, "Senior sister, how are you feeling now?"
Xu Jiao frowned, the demonic energy that rushed into her tendons made her feel hot and cold, her whole body was in pain, she couldn't even stand still, her legs just softened and she fell into Xia Jingzhe's arms.
The people behind her caught her contentedly, and the voice rang in her ears: "Senior sister, stay here with me forever, okay?"
Xu Jiao subconsciously shook her head.
Stay in this fake world
She doesn't want to.
When Xia Jingzhe saw that she was in pain, he finally couldn't hide his thoughts, his eyes slid over the coldness, and his hands were already moving in the water.
Soon.
Exclamations came from the pool.
"This water..."
I don't know if the demonic energy in the water was driven, but Xu Jiao found that the water was rushing towards her body. Time made her whole body seem to be filled with demonic energy, which made her feel uncomfortable and swell.
Rarely did she exert all her strength to push Xia Jingzhe, "No no no..."
Xia Jingzhe asked gently and with a good temper, "Why not? Is Senior Sister uncomfortable? If not, why did you bite me so hard?"
Xu Jiao was speechless, tears falling like broken pearls.
She couldn't help shaking her head and said, "It's so good..."
Xia Jingzhe lowered his head and kissed the side of her neck, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Xu Jiao nodded and shook her head again. She lost her senses being washed away by the demonic energy in her body. Time felt blissful, and time was full of pain, as if she was tossing and turning between heaven and hell.
It was an experience she had never had before.
Xia Jingzhe laughed coldly.
She said, "Remember this feeling, Senior Sister—"
"This bliss, and this pain, only I can give you."
Even if Xu Jiao didn't love her, she would still do her best to leave a mark on this person's cold and hard heart.