Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

Luo heard this tonight, took the teasing, and sat on the bed worriedly.

"What dream?" Luo asked tonight.

"Some scenes, past lives, this life, and my blood-covered corpse all over the place." Qu Weiyin said softly, she stretched out her hand to grab the corner of Luo Jinxiao's clothes.

Luo Jinxiao let her drag him, lay down with her, and the two faced each other, staring at each other.

"It's okay, I'll accompany you." Luo grabbed her hand tonight and smiled openly.

Qu Weiyin was also more at ease, she suddenly craned her neck and pressed a kiss on Luo Jinxiao's lips.

"Do you think that I am very weak now," she said softly.

Luo shook his head a few times tonight, and said seriously: "You are the strongest person I have ever seen, and the best person."

Who can bear so many things like Qu Weiyin, with ill-fated fate, abandoned by the world, regarded as an enemy, and still able to maintain goodwill.

If it were Luo Jinxiao herself, although she was a god, she didn't think she could do it.

She is not very understanding, nor righteous, and perhaps more paranoid.

"Next time you have to fight with others, just sit back and relax. I will kill the person you want to kill, and I will do it for you if you want to get blood."

"I don't want to care about the righteous demon way. Anything that hurts you is my lifelong enemy."

When Qu Weiyin was moved, he couldn't help but laugh: "Would there be two demon heads in the world?"

Luo grinned tonight.

Qu Weiyin lightly traced Luo's eyebrows tonight with Rudou lights.

After a while: "Can you change back?"

Luo was taken aback tonight, only to realize that he had been using someone else's face.

White light flashed, and Luo's black eyes appeared tonight. She was wearing black hair and was cold and cold. Qu Weiyin looked at her feeling more comfortable, and stretched her arms over.

The woman's graceful body was lying beside her. If Luo said that she didn't care about it tonight, then there would be something wrong.

But even though the cat's claws were scratched in his heart, Luo still lay like a piece of wood tonight, and became more and more stiff.

The scent of flowers on Qu Weiyin's body seemed to rush around her nose quickly, trying to attract her attention.

"What are you doing with your fist?" Qu Weiyin said suddenly, her soft hand gently grasped Luo Jinxiao's fist and smoothed her palm.

"No, it's okay." Luo stammered tonight.

God knows that there is a mass of paste in her mind now.

Qu Weiyin suddenly let out a chuckle, and she propped herself up with her lotus arms, her hair draped over her shoulders, blocking her fair skin.

"Look up," she said.

Luo Jinxiao obeyed subconsciously, and after that, the sweet lips had already slipped down the tip of his nose to his lips, like the most fragrant flower in midsummer, with drops of sweet dew.

She felt Qu Weiyin's side beside her, and all the land she touched was soft.

The candlelight swayed with a dim light, shrouding the room in a shadowy shadow. The squally wind outside the window hit the edge of the window, and the temperature in the room gradually rose. Luo suddenly raised his hand tonight, and the curtain on the window closed instantly. .

The room was even warmer, like a steamer, Luo felt sweat dripping from his forehead tonight, and Qu Weiyin wiped it off again.

The two touched their lips and teeth, and Luo suddenly raised his hand to hold her shoulder tonight and turned her around.

Qu Weiyin suddenly lay down, not knowing whether it was hot or what, her eyes were red, moist, her eyes were silky, and her hands gradually became warm, slowly pulling away the hairpin on Luo Jinxiao's head.

Ufa, like a waterfall, fell, wrapping the two together.

"My tonight is so beautiful." Qu Weiyin half exhaled or sighed, his eyelashes with dew drops together, rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

Luo Jinxiao seemed to be hit in the heart by her, so hot and painful, she couldn't help but hug Qu Weiyin, trying to get rid of her defenses.

The woman in red is warm and lonely, making her feel pity and regret.

She likes to watch her stand under the blue sky, arrogantly and arrogantly, rather than hiding in this dark magic palace and killing her spirits.

"What kind of look?" Qu Weiyin tapped her fingertips on her body and asked, raising his eyes.

"I feel that I haven't escaped my fate and feel sorry for me?" Qu Weiyin said, touching Luo Jinxiao's throat with his palm. This is where the weakness lies. Luo Jinxiao felt numb for a while, but did not hide.

"No." Luo said hoarsely tonight.

"But I have you in this life, I'm satisfied." Qu Weiyin smiled lightly, she retracted her hand, and the fiery red coat was scattered on the bed.

"Does today look like the day we got married?" Qu Weiyin said.

"Like." Luo said with a hoarse voice. She buried her head in Qu Weiyin's ear and gently kissed her delicate ear bones.

The white light instantly enveloped the whole room, and the hexagonal frost spread across every inch of the wall. After the white mist dissipated, the room was completely new.

The candlestick was replaced with red candles, and the whole room was lit up warm and yellow. The ground was covered with cut red paper, and the walls were all with huge 囍 characters.

Luo Jinxiao's clothes were also replaced by wedding dresses, exactly the same as on the day of marriage.

The gloomy Demon Realm instantly became lively.

Qu Weiyin tilted his head in surprise and looked happy.

"Awesome." Luo said proudly tonight, squinting for praise.

"Awesome." Qu Weiyin followed her gently.

"Then, there are more powerful ones." Luo grinned tonight, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. At the same time, a piece of red cloth was hung on the bed to cover the soft fragrance of Wen Yu tightly.

Qu Weiyin was bitten by her ear bone, she suddenly raised her head and bit her lower lip tightly.

"Are you a poor stranger?" Qu Weiyin scolded his ears red to the whole body.

"I really like the little uncle, don't leave me." Luo suddenly said aggrieved tonight, she kissed Qu Weiyin, making her feel unstable.

Qu Weiyin's eyes were wet, and she took a few deep breaths before she could speak. Her plump and slender body couldn't help tightening, and whispered, "I just like it?"

Luo blushed tonight.

Although she lived a long time, she had little experience after all, and she was at a loss with a touch.

Qu Weiyin chuckled helplessly, she took Luo Jinxiao's hand and put it on her body, and then stood up to embrace her.

The breeze, thin willows, curled and shivered.

The lights were extinguished one by one, leaving only one, and the Tongtong lantern was photoprinted on the wall, charming and secret.

Unlike the warm air gusts in the house, outside the magic palace, in the open air, red sand raged in the sky, and only a few feet of darkness was left in front of him.

In the sand and violent wind, a woman wrapped her coat tightly, her spiritual power surrounded her body, barely being blown away by the wind.

She had already lost her way and was spinning outside for an unknown amount of time.

Tang Lan'er cursed secretly in her heart as she walked. She had known this, she wouldn't run away, and stayed in the Demon Temple for a few more days, maybe she could wait until her father came to rescue her.

But now let alone waiting for someone to rescue her, she couldn't find it even if she was looking for a place to shelter from the wind, and she couldn't defend her sword even with such a strong wind.

"What a broken place, if you stay in this ghost and devil world for a lifetime, you might as well go directly to the underworld." Tang Laner cursed in a low voice, but tears couldn't help overflowing timidly in her eyes.

She's not really going to die here, right?

It's all her fault, knowing that she is timid and inexperienced, and she has to follow it out to eliminate demons.

There was also that Qu Weiyin, who had become a demon, and still couldn't get through with her like this, Tang Laner wiped away tears and continued to stagger.

The thin figure of the woman in the wind and sand occasionally fell down, rolled on the ground a few times and then got up, looking very pitiful.

She patronized and walked, not paying attention to when there was a huge shadow behind her. The shadow sniffed left and right, as if judging whether she could be used as food.

Tang Lan'er fell again, and WoW was taken aback, and suddenly let out an angry roar.

Tang Lan'er turned her head abruptly now, her screams mixed with the roar of monsters, and then covered by the howls of the violent wind.

The monster had a billowing mouth, which seemed to be able to swallow two Tang Lan'er with one opening. It spewed sand and dust from its mouth, and instantly buried Tang Lan'er in half.

Fortunately, Tang Lan'er was timid and timid. She hadn't forgotten that she had spiritual power. She drew out the sword, wrapped the sword in spiritual power and turned it into a sharp blade, slashing towards the beast.

However, this thing seemed impenetrable, and its shell was wrapped in countless sand, like armor. After being chopped, only the sand fell to the ground.

"What is it?" Tang Lan'er cried and hacked, but for a while, Warcraft could not get close.

Or maybe it scared her, avoiding temptation.

Tang Lan'er turned around and ran, and silently shouted for help against the wind as he ran. Now he was not afraid of the wind anymore, she rushed out a few feet away in an instant against the sand on one side.

It's just that the monster is too huge, she was a few feet away, but only a few steps away, she was caught up again.

At the moment of the moment, a bigger shadow appeared in the dimness, gnawing fangs, biting the buttocks of the monster, the monster eating pain, suddenly rising up to the sky and screaming, spraying countless sand and dust into the sky.

The shadow stepped forward, and the fangs were separated up and down a few people wide, and he swallowed the beast into his stomach in one bite, and even if he swallowed it, he also made a long and ear-piercing full hiccup.

Tang Laner looked back courageously, only to see the terrifying fangs, she couldn't even care about crying, she screamed silently for a while, and fell to the ground.

Frightened dizzy.

The shadow closed her fangs and seemed a little curious. She moved her feet and sniffed Tang Lan'er's body with the tip of her furry nose. When she got close, she could only see the wings on her back.

The shadow turned into a human being, a young girl with long fluffy brown hair draped behind her. She calmly shaved away the sand on the ground, then picked up Tang Lan'er's feet, turned around and dragged away.

Two figures, one tall and one flat, gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The wind and sand lasted all night before it gradually subsided. Even in the Devildom, there is rarely such a strong wind. Everywhere is like being ransacked. Many towers and houses have collapsed to rubble, and homeless blacks can be seen everywhere. The shadow fluttered everywhere, and piled the gravel together again.

The Demon Temple was spared, but it was blown away by a horn.

In Lengyue Hall, the atmosphere was peaceful.

The flaming candle had burned out, and tears of the candle were condensed on the table and beside the bed.

A tender white hand stretched out from the curtain, slowly pulling the curtain open, revealing a slender lotus root arm, but on this flawless arm, there are now a few small bruises, incomplete and feminine. .

Qu Weiyin took a deep breath and labored to pick up the coat from the ground, wrapping himself up.

Her eyes were helpless and narrow, looking at the sleeping woman beside her pillow.

I really don't understand anything, and it doesn't matter how important it is to start.

She put her palm on her heart, covered with a faint red light, and her body was sore and easy to recover.