To be honest, Ning Ning didn't know how to break the game at this moment.
She and Pei Ji are weak, surrounded by magic cultivators surrounded by layers, not to mention...
Ning Ning gritted his teeth to stabilize his breath, still maintaining the posture of confronting the giant sword on the horizon, looking back at him.
Pei Ji's current state is very wrong.
Compared to the last time when he was trapped by demons in the Demon Refinement Tower, he was obviously more irritable and irritable at this time.
Even with her eyes facing each other, those scarlet pupils did not respond, as if they were looking at a stranger they had never seen before, their eyes were stubborn and mad, but did not contain any emotion.
It reminded her of wild beasts.
Just when this thought came to her mind, as if to respond to her thoughts, Pei Ji suddenly raised her head and moved.
His body is constantly exuding demonic energy.
And the demonic energy surged forward, unexpectedly attacking forward—
Do everything in her direction!
"I said, you can't escape mortal fate, right?"
The voice in my head was deep, and it seemed to speak again with a somewhat regretful tone: "No one can break it."
"That kid has been deeply enchanted, I am afraid that murderous aura has taken over all his consciousness."
Qing Heng murmured: "That girl is already struggling enough just to deal with us. This blow... she will definitely not be able to stop it."
He stared at the direction where the two were, and saw the surging demonic energy engulfing the sword light, condensing into a sky-swallowing momentum, and suddenly frowned tightly at the critical moment.
The sound of the system is also a meal.
-The sword qi suddenly soared without warning, like the roar of the ocean tide and the emptying of silver waves, a figure holding a sword appeared beside Ning Ning, raised his hand to hold a sword flower, and his free left hand took her to the back. protect.
The menacing demonic energy was forced to retreat by his attack.
"It's dangerous, dangerous."
Qingyue's voice let out a faint smile, and before Ning Ning calmed her violent heartbeat, she heard a very familiar voice: "It's better to be a teacher, you need to be useful, don't you think?"
Ning Ning breathed a stagnation, and suddenly raised his head: "Master!"
Tian Xianzi's smile was a bit helpless, he raised his eyes to look at Pei Ji, and said in a low voice: "I am afraid that this child has been blinded by demonic energy, and he will kill anyone if he sees him. If it is not stopped as soon as possible, wait for demonic energy to invade him the whole body, everything is irreparable.”
"That's Tian Xianzi of the Xuanxu Sword Sect."
Someone in the magic cultivator gritted his teeth: "How could he suddenly find him!"
"Not only the uncle, but also us!"
Another voice came, and He Zhizhou's blood-stained figure appeared at the junction of the moonlight and the shadow, posing as a scissors hand: "The final battle, how can I be missing!"
As he said, he touched the Dragon Clan boy beside him with his arm, and urged in a low voice, "Hurry up and say something, Junior Brother Lin!"
Lin Xun hesitated, how dare he speak loudly in front of so many people, his lips opened and closed like a dying fish, and in the end he just pretended to be fierce and said: "Don't hurt my senior sister!"
Tian Xianzi stared at him: "Then they can hurt me at will, right?"
Rebel!
How could the magic cultivators waiting in the desert give them time to slap their mouths, and dispatched all of them in an instant.
Huo Qiao knew that something was wrong, so he barely held his breath: "Attack Pei Ji with all his strength, since he is already in a demon, just kill him and sacrifice the great formation to break the dust of Liangyi."
After that... As long as the three newly awakened Buddhas are invited, they will definitely be able to solve this group of sword cultivators.
"They want to kill Pei Ji."
Wen Hemian, who was standing beside He Zhizhou, also said solemnly, "He must be protected."
Dark shadows suddenly appeared in all directions, and there were a large number of demon cultivators, and all of them were masters with a high level of cultivation. Lin Xun and He Zhizhou alone were unable to resist, and gradually showed a state of exhaustion.
Several demon cultivators saw the opportunity and made a surprise attack. Seeing that they were about to hurt the vital points of the two, they were caught off guard by a beam of sword light.
And an iron fist.
Juli arrived in an instant, forcing them back several meters away, and when they looked closely, they were actually a group of sand bandits who came from nowhere, and a thin little girl.
"The most injustice in Lao Tzu's life is that he was born a few years late and failed to contribute to the battle of the immortals and demons."
Qian San laughed loudly: "I got a chance tonight, and finally I can realize this dream!"
He has a machete in his hand, and no matter how evil he is, he will slaughter it with one knife.
This is their desert!
"Ningning!"
Tian Xianzi didn't care about anything else, after smashing a few giant swords in the sky, he concentrated on dealing with Pei Ji.
Pei Ji had lost his clear consciousness, and when the demonic energy erupted, even he was a little bit hard to resist, so he could only use the sword to bind the gods and temporarily restrict the boy's actions.
Ning Ning turned his head when he heard the sound, and heard him shouting loudly: "Move your consciousness and go to the depths of Pei Ji's sea of consciousness to find him - remember to be careful with everything, if you are killed by him in the sea of consciousness, you will never come back! "
Once she can't come back, she and Pei Ji will have no choice but to die.
Just as the system once sneered in her ears, no matter how much sacrifice and effort you make, you will eventually have to lose to the fate of karma.
All lose.
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It was not the first time that Ning Ning entered Pei Ji's sea of consciousness.
What I saw last time was pitch black where I can't see my fingers, but this time it was completely different. What was scattered in the entire space was a dense blood-red fog that couldn't be dissipated.
It was empty, without any bright light source, everything was a blurry, hell-like scene, and when walking alone, it was unbearably terrifying.
She found Pei Ji without much effort.
The blood mist in the sea of knowledge, only the magic energy condensed beside him, the dense black is particularly eye-catching.
He seemed to be in a daze, his tall and straight back erected straight, perhaps sensing the breath of others, he turned his head gloomily.
Still the gloomy and murderous gaze of a beast.
But in the blink of an eye, the demonic energy surrounding him condensed into a dense entity, like thousands of wildly growing vines, attacking Ning Ning directly.
His movements are fast, leaving no time for his prey to react. Ning Ning didn't expect that the other party's killing intent would be so strong.
Pei Ji looked at her coldly and approached step by step.
She hadn't seen Pei Ji look like this for a long time.
There is a dead silence in the black pupils, like a cold snow field with no life and dead things everywhere, the north wind is wrapped in the lingering blood energy, the long night is coming, and there is no hope in sight.
This is the sea of consciousness controlled by Pei Ji. Ning Ning can't get the magic in his hand, so he can only try to speak: "Pei Ji, I—"
However, the other party did not leave her the opportunity to explain.
Pei Ji's voice was terribly cold, and her eyes were full of undisguised disgust: "Fake people."
As soon as the words fell, the demonic energy condensed upwards again, from her ankles quickly upward, gradually binding her whole body, and her strength suddenly intensified.
Ning Ning groaned in pain and gritted her teeth.
The eyes of the young man in front of him were a little more irritable and impatient, and the magic breath engulfed her like a tide, and each strand gathered tightly inward, climbing and cruising, and already came to her neck.
The girl's slender neck was fragile, but he reached out his hand indifferently, his fingertips were cold, covering her pale skin a little bit.
Immediately apply slowly.
Only when he saw death, did Pei Ji's dark eyes finally have a bright light of interest.
He looked at her gradually raised eyebrows, as if he was looking at a dying worm, there was still not much expression on his face, only his fingertips kept pressing down.
The demonic energy engulfed most of her body, and her muscles and bones were in severe pain.
Ning Ning couldn't breathe and couldn't resist.
"He's a lunatic."
The system in her mind told her this, in a play-like tone: "It's terrifying, I've been reincarnated so many times, and I've never seen him like this... If Tian Xianzi suddenly appeared, it's not just you, I'm afraid even the gang of demons. The family will die at his hands."
Ning Ning ignored it, trying her best to condense her gradually disintegrating consciousness, and secretly gathered her whole body strength.
Pei Ji's face was expressionless, and she could feel the pulse beating violently on the side of her neck in the palm of her hand. He felt amused, and he pushed a little harder at that place, causing the eyes of the girl in front of him to turn red.
She was so fragile and fragile, with only a thin layer of skin that could be broken in a million ways.
Just like under that sand dune, with just a slight shake of the tip of the knife, extremely dazzling blood splattered out.
The scene was vivid in his mind, and Pei Ji's eyes became even darker.
"… You lied to me."
His eyes were full of hostility, but his tone contained suppressed trembling and grievances: "You said you like me... Be nice to me."
This is what he said to the real "Ning Ning" in his heart.
The five fingers originally wanted to exert more force, but when the magic energy was four, suddenly something lightly poked his left arm that was hanging down.
— She actually broke free from the shackles of demonic energy, even though she only had a short right hand.
He was rather impatient and lowered his head coldly.
But he was stunned for the moment his line of sight dropped.
The girl's hands were pale and bloodless, and the blood on the back of her hands was stained with thin sand.
In her hand, she was holding a small toy.
… It was a rabbit made of grass.
He once gave Ningning's rabbit in the Buddha Tower.
Above the neck, the slender five fingers suddenly stopped.
At that time, he was withdrawn, didn't know how to get along with others, and didn't have any valuable gifts all over his body. Even if he wanted to please Ningning, he could only clumsily give her the gadgets he made up.
It's obviously such a worthless and worthless thing.
But she took them seriously.
Who else would leave them behind but her.
The heart beat hard, and there was colic.
The demonic energy of the claws and claws suddenly stagnated, like a branch hit by the cold wind in winter, and the branches hang down in a panic.
Pei Ji's mind went blank.
His pupils were originally pitch black without end.
But in the blink of an eye, the eye sockets were suddenly dyed with a thin layer of red, as if the peach blossoms quietly fainted in the water, reflecting the water waves as light pink. The crow feather-like long eyelashes flickered, and the water surface was slightly rippling, and peach-colored ripples swayed from the bottom of his eyes.
He was almost in a panic, but with ecstasy, he asked her in a broken and low voice: "Ning-Ning?"
The right hand pinched around her neck was stiff and at a loss.
Pei Ji's heart was numb, and she stared blankly at her.
"you listen to me."
The strength in his hand finally subsided a little, Ning Ning coughed a few times and tried his best to take a breath: "The scene you saw is just a game specially set up by the devil to lure you into the devil - I'm here, I didn't die. ."
As she said that, she moved her fingers again, raising her right hand while the demonic energy dissipated, and her fingertips almost touched his dry lips.
In that hand, he was holding a round fructose.
"When I was in Garan, I saw that you liked this kind of candy the most, so I bought a lot of it in the market."
Her heart was pounding, and her eyes were always fixed on the boy's eyes, which were covered by water vapor.
Ning Ning blinked, her voice a little hoarse, and stuffed the sugar into his mouth little by little: "Do you remember the taste of it?"
is sweet.
The sweetness of the fruit mixed with the fragrance of jasmine flowers diffused between his lips and teeth. Pei Ji stared at her in a daze, and his eyes became dark red.
It seems that tears will fall immediately, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Do not be sad."
Ning Ning raised his hand and stroked the back of his head, pressing it down gently, then he raised his head and stood on tiptoe: "I'm right here."
It was a bloody kiss.
The moment the lips touched, the magic tide slammed into all directions like shyness, and the scarlet red in Pei Ji's eyes faded, reflecting the color of water.
The honey gradually melted in the residual temperature, and swayed leisurely with the entangled water vapor.
The back and the top of the heart were trembling.
This is Ning Ning.
Ning Ning is kissing him.
This thought flashed across his chest, and he seemed to fall into a never-ending pool of water, falling a little bit, a little bit of indulging, agitated, and willing to drown in it.
"… Ning Ning."
The blood-stained hands slowly descended from her neck, brushed the strands of black hair, and hugged the girl's soft waist.
His movements were clumsy, and he felt her presence very closely with his body. The place where his palms passed was warm and warm, and sometimes it was itchy when touched, and he would tremble uncontrollably.
Pei Ji gradually took control of all the initiative.
The place where his lips and teeth touched was as soft as cotton. He was dissatisfied with such a shallow touch. He clumsily poked inward by instinct, and tasted the overflowing sweetness and the pervasive smell of rust.
Ning Ning's breathing was chaotic, and the roots of his ears were red.
The touch of the tip of the tongue is especially wonderful, incredibly soft, with a shuddering heat, and every touch tugs at the heartstrings.
It was obviously damp and hot, but it attracted dense electric currents that exploded one after another in the nerve endings.
So sweet.
He couldn't tell whether it was the smell of candy, or the aroma that often permeated her side and had appeared in his dreams.
The kiss deepened gradually, gently and carefully, as if the girl in her arms had become a fleeting bubble in the water, and it would shatter all over the ground with a touch.
Immediately, her thin lips moved down and gently brushed every part of her skin. Pei Ji murmured to her again and again: "Ningning."
The remaining demonic energy craved her breath, like a cloud of smoke, quietly wrapping around her ankles and wrists, causing an indistinct itch.
Even his demonic energy was so greedy for her.
The young man's hot breath was in his ears, and Ning Ning felt the slight tremor of his body.
A hot liquid fell on her neck, drop after drop, fainting on the skin with Pei Ji's heavier breathing.
"...I'm sorry, it hurts a lot, doesn't it?"
His voice was muffled, like a cornered beast, and he made the most cowardly begging: "You beat me and scold me, cut off that hand, and take revenge in any way... Don't leave me behind."
These are words that no one can refuse.
Ning Ning's heart twitched when he heard it, and he patted his head: "No, I like you the most."
"You do not want… "
Pei Ji paused slowly, and kissed the red mark strangled by his right hand: "Don't lie to me."
She couldn't answer this sentence without hesitation.
Ning Ning remembered the mortal fate that she shouldered.
She was silent for a while, and finally just whispered to him: "Well."