Hearing this, Luo Jinxiao stopped teasing and sat on the bed worriedly.
"What dream?" Luo Jinxiao asked.
"Some scenes, past life, present life, and me covered in blood, with corpses all over the ground." Qu Weiyin said softly, she reached out and grabbed the corner of Luo Jinxiao's clothes.
Luo Jinxiao let her drag him and lay down with her. The two of them faced each other and stared at each other.
"It's okay, I'll accompany you." Luo Jinxiao grabbed her hand and smiled.
Qu Weiyin also felt more at ease. She suddenly stretched her neck and gave Luo Jinxiao a light kiss on the lips.
"Do you think I'm very weak now?" she said softly.
Luo Jinxiao shook his head several times and said seriously: "You are the strongest person I have ever met, and the best person."
Who can be like Qu Weiyin, who has endured so much, suffered so many misfortunes, been abandoned by the world, and been regarded as an enemy, yet still maintained kindness
If it were Luo Jinxiao herself, even though she was a god, she thought she couldn't do it.
She is not wise, nor righteous, and perhaps even a little paranoid.
"Next time you have to fight with someone, just sit there and calm down. I will kill the people you want to kill for you, and I will bleed for you."
"I don't care about the righteous path or the evil path. Anyone who hurts you will be my lifelong enemy."
Qu Weiyin was so moved that she couldn't help laughing: "Doesn't that mean there must be two demons in the world?"
Luo Jinxiao grinned and laughed.
Qu Weiyin used the dim light of the lamp to lightly sketch Luo Jinxiao's eyebrows and eyes.
After a while: "Can you change back?"
Luo Jinxiao was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had been using someone else's face.
A white light flashed, and Luo Jinxiao's dark eyes appeared. She had loose black hair and looked cold and clear. Qu Weiyin felt much more comfortable when she saw her and stretched out his arms to hug her.
The woman's graceful body was lying next to him. If Luo Jinxiao said that he was not distracted, then there would be something wrong.
But even though his heart was scratching like a cat's claws, Luo Jinxiao still lay there like a piece of wood, and his body became increasingly stiff.
The floral scent on Qu Weiyin's body seemed to rush rapidly to her nose, trying to attract her attention.
"What are you doing with your clenched fist?" Qu Weiyin suddenly asked. Her soft hand gently held Luo Jinxiao's fist and smoothed her palm.
"No, it's okay." Luo Jinxiao stammered.
God knows her mind is a mess now.
Qu Weiyin suddenly chuckled. She supported herself with her arms, her hair falling on her shoulders to cover her fair skin.
"Look up," she said.
Luo Jinxiao obeyed subconsciously, and then the sweet lips slid down along the tip of her nose to her lips, like the most fragrant flowers in midsummer, condensed with drops of sweet dew.
She felt Qu Weiyin leaning against her, and everywhere he touched was soft.
The candle flame swayed with a dim light, shrouding the room in shadows. Outside the window, strong winds hit the window frames, making a whistling sound. The temperature in the room gradually rose. Luo Jinxiao suddenly raised his hand, and the gauze curtain on the window closed instantly.
The room became even warmer, like a steamer. Luo Jinxiao felt beads of sweat on his forehead, which were wiped away by Qu Weiyin.
The two of them kissed each other, and Luo Jinxiao suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her shoulders, and turned her around.
Qu Weiyin suddenly lay down, not knowing whether it was because of the heat or something else, but there was a red glow in her eyes, with moisture, and her eyes were as charming as silk. Her hands gradually became warm, and she slowly pulled the hairpin off Luo Jinxiao's head.
The black hair fell like a waterfall, wrapping the two of them together.
"My tonight is so beautiful." Qu Weiyin half exhaled and half sighed, her eyelashes covered with dewdrops, which came together and rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
Luo Jinxiao felt as if she had hit her heart, burning with pain. She couldn't help but hug Qu Weiyin, trying to remove her defenses.
The woman in red is passionate and lonely, which makes her feel pity and cherish.
She liked to see her standing under the blue sky, acting unbridled, cruel and proud, rather than hiding in this dark palace and wasting her energy.
"What's that look?" Qu Weiyin tapped her body with her fingertips and looked up and asked.
"Do you feel sorry for me because I couldn't escape my fate?" Qu Weiyin said, touching Luo Jinxiao's throat with her palm, which was a weak spot. Luo Jinxiao only felt a tingling sensation but did not dodge.
"No." Luo Jinxiao said in a hoarse voice.
"But I am satisfied to have you in my life." Qu Weiyin smiled lightly, she withdrew her hand, and her fiery red coat scattered on the bed.
"Does today feel like the day we got married?" Qu Weiyin said.
"Like." Luo Jinxiao said in a hoarse voice. She buried her head in Qu Weiyin's ear and gently kissed her delicate ear bone.
White light instantly enveloped the entire room, and hexagonal frost spread over every inch of the wall. After the white mist dissipated, the room looked brand new.
The candlesticks were replaced with red wedding candles, filling the entire room, illuminating everything with a warm and dim glow. The ground was covered with shredded red paper, and huge "囍" characters were pasted on the walls.
The clothes Luo Jinxiao was wearing were also replaced by wedding gown, exactly the same as on the day of her wedding.
The dark demon world suddenly became lively.
Qu Weiyin tilted her head in surprise, looking delighted.
"Isn't that great?" Luo Jinxiao said proudly, squinting his eyes to seek praise.
"Great." Qu Weiyin said gently.
"Well, there's something even more amazing." Luo Jinxiao grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. At the same time, a piece of red cloth was hung on the bed, covering up the warmth and soft fragrance inside tightly.
Qu Weiyin was bitten on the ear bone by her. She suddenly raised her head and bit her lower lip tightly.
"Are you from the Qiongqi clan?" Qu Weiyin asked reproachfully, her whole body red from her ears.
"I love Junior Master-Uncle so much, please don't leave me." Luo Jinxiao suddenly said aggrievedly. She kissed Qu Weiyin, making her breathing unstable.
Qu Weiyin's eyes were moist, and she took a few deep breaths before she could speak. She couldn't help but tense up her plump and slender body, and whispered, "Just like it?"
Luo Jinxiao blushed.
Although she has lived a long life, she has little experience after all, and she is at a loss at the slightest provocation.
Qu Weiyin smiled helplessly. She took Luo Jinxiao's hand, placed it on herself, and then stood up and hugged her.
The willows tremble gently in the breeze.
The lights went out one by one, leaving only one, casting a shadow of the Tongtong lamp on the wall, charming and secretive.
Different from the warm breeze inside the house, outside the Demon Palace, in the open air, red sand was raging all over the sky, and there was only darkness within a few feet.
In the dusty wind, a woman wrapped her coat tightly, with spiritual power surrounding her body, barely avoiding being blown away by the wind.
She had already lost her way and had been wandering outside for who knows how long.
Tang Lan'er cursed in her heart as she walked. If she had known this would happen, she would not have run away. She would have stayed in the Demon Palace for a few more days. Maybe she could wait for her father to come and rescue her.
But now, let alone waiting for someone to rescue her, she couldn't even find a place to shelter from the wind. In such a strong wind, she couldn't fly her sword.
"What a crappy place! If I'm locked up in this world of ghosts and demons for the rest of my life, I might as well go straight to hell." Tang Lan'er cursed in a low voice, but she couldn't help but let the tears fill her eyes timidly.
Is she really going to die here
It's all her own fault. She knew she was timid and inexperienced, but she still came out to fight the monsters.
And that Qu Weiyin, he had turned into a demon, and he was still so mean to her. Tang Lan'er wiped away her tears and continued to stagger.
The thin figure of the woman in the wind and sand, occasionally falling down, rolling on the ground for a few rounds and then getting up, looked very pitiful.
She was so busy walking that she didn't notice a huge shadow appeared behind her. The shadow sniffed left and right, as if trying to determine whether she was suitable as food.
Tang Lan'er fell again, and the monster was startled and suddenly let out an angry roar.
Tang Lan'er then turned around suddenly, and her screams mixed with the roar of the monsters were drowned out by the howling wind.
The monster had a round mouth that seemed able to swallow two Tang Lan'er when it opened it. It spit out sand and dust from its mouth, instantly burying Tang Lan'er halfway.
Fortunately, although Tang Lan'er was timid, she had not forgotten that she had spiritual power. She drew out her sword, and the spiritual power wrapped around the sword to turn it into a sharp blade, and she slashed at the monster.
However, this thing seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns. Its outer shell was covered with countless sand, like armor. After being chopped, only sand fell to the ground.
"What the hell is that?" Tang Lan'er cried and hacked around. Fortunately, the monster couldn't get close to her for a while.
Or maybe she was scared and was hiding from the test.
Tang Lan'er turned around and ran, silently shouting for help as she ran against the wind. This time she was not afraid of the wind, and she instantly rushed several feet away with the sand on her head.
But the monster was too huge, and she was caught up with it after only taking a few steps from it.
At the critical moment, a bigger shadow appeared in the haze, baring its fangs and biting the monster's butt. The monster felt the pain and suddenly let out a long roar, spraying countless sand and dust into the sky.
The shadow took a few steps forward, with his fangs spread as wide as several people, and he actually swallowed the monster into his stomach in one gulp. Not only did he swallow it, he also burped long and shrilly.
Tang Lan'er bravely looked back, only to see terrifying fangs. She didn't even bother to cry, but screamed silently for a while and fell to the ground.
I was scared to death.
The shadow closed its fangs and seemed curious. She moved her feet and sniffed Tang Lan'er's body with her furry nose. When she got closer, she could see the wings on her back clearly.
The shadow turned into a person, a young girl with fluffy brown hair draped behind her. She calmly dug up the sand on the ground, then picked up Tang Lan'er's feet, turned around and dragged her away.
Two figures, one tall and one flat, gradually disappeared into the darkness.
The sandstorm lasted for a whole night before gradually subsiding. Even in the demon world, such strong winds were rare. Everywhere seemed to have been looted. Many towers and houses collapsed into rubble. Homeless black shadows could be seen everywhere, floating around and piling the rubble together again.
The Demon Palace escaped the disaster, but a corner of it was blown away.
The atmosphere in Lengyue Palace was peaceful.
The flaming red candle had burned out, and the candle wax had condensed on the table and bedside.
A tender white hand stretched out from the curtain and slowly pulled it open, revealing a slender arm. However, the originally flawless arm now had a few small bruises, making it look incomplete and beautiful.
Qu Weiyin took a deep breath, picked up her coat from the ground with great effort, and wrapped herself in it.
Her eyes were both helpless and tender as she looked at the woman who was sleeping beside her.
He really doesn't know anything and doesn't know how to control his severity.
She placed her palm on her heart, which was covered with a faint red light, and the sore parts of her body returned to normal.