"Hey! Keep your voice down, don't let the palace master hear this. Do you still want to live?"
"The Lord of the Hall is in a state of confusion right now. How do you know what we said? I just can't see it! If it weren't for that evil-hearted bad woman, the Lord of the Hall would be like this now!"
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Liangyin could no longer listen to the conversation between the secret guards, and she was extremely anxious now.
What do they mean? Qing Luo was injured because of her. What on earth did he do for her to become like this
What was he hiding from her? !
Liang Yin, who was feeling anxious, turned over and lightly jumped into the room.
Although her five spirits are disabled, she still has skills as a killer.
The room was lit with orange lights. The whole room was relatively dark.
The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and the scattered curtains covered the big bed.
Liangyin actually saw a monster figure with teeth and five claws on the bed, struggling on the curtain.
The figure looked like a fox demon, with many tails entangled in the air.
"Well!" Liangyin's familiar voice came from the bed. It was the man who was holding back the pain.
Qingluo…
Liangyin moved her mouth, but no words came out, everything was stuck in her throat. The fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered what the male god told her. In her previous life, Qingluo was possessed by her innate spiritual root and knocked down the cliff. After that, she cultivated and demonized...
Qingluo is now a monster...
At this moment, Liangyin's eyes were filled with distress. She didn't know why Qingluo was in so much pain, she only knew that it was all because of her!
Liang Yin walked towards the bed. The man on the bed seemed to have noticed someone approaching. His sharp claws violently opened the curtains on the bed.
He jumped up, like lightning, grabbed Liang Yin's neck, and pushed Liang Yin against the wall beside him with a bang.
A sharp tingling sensation spread across his neck, and the back of Liang Yin's head hit the wall hard, making him feel dizzy from the pain.
Before the pain dissipated, his eyes gradually became clearer, and Liangyin could see clearly the appearance of the man in front of him.
The man's originally purple pupils now turned into blood-red vertical pupils. Sharp fangs also sprouted from the corners of both sides of the mouth.
But the man's originally fair face was actually covered with blood-colored demonic lines.
On the slender white palm. The nails have also grown a lot longer and are as sharp as razor blades.
Behind the man, there were nine long tails, wrapped around crazily.
"Qing Luo..." Liang Yin looked at the man in front of him and became like this, and couldn't help but shed tears.
Delirious man. He was originally ready to bite off Liang Yin's neck, but after hearing Liang Yin's call, he suddenly stopped, with a hint of struggling pain in his expression.
Liangyin's tears kept falling, and many of them hit the back of Qingluo's hand. Qingluo seemed to have been burned, and suddenly let go of his hand, holding his head in pain.
"Hmm!" Qing Luo seemed to be holding back the tearing pain, trying to keep his mind clear.
The moment he kissed her, Qingluo was stunned on the spot. Not moving, his blood-colored vertical pupils stared at Liang Yin who was very close at hand.