Love You Till Death

Ji Hao entrusted Ruan Mingchi's knowledge of the sea. He no longer controlled the murderous Demon City behind him, nor the voice of Ruan Mingchi, but turned around and returned to the palace.

Underground chamber.

As always cold.

The face of the person sleeping in the ice coffin calmly reminded Ji Hao of the moment he was hugged and guarded by him, even if he survived or died, he would not be willing to suffer a slight injury.

At this moment, his eyes were a little cold.

The Sea of ​​Knowledge held in his hand has not been injected into it.

He hurried back, but stopped at this time.

The eyes are indifferently indifferent.

It was his judgment that recovered with the memory.

If he didn't see the awe-inspiring behind-the-scenes follower before entering this world, he would still believe that the world he lives in is true.

If he didn't feel the call from the outside world at the last minute, he might not have dreamed that he had already been calculated.

Without Ruan Xian'er for his demon queen, desperate to see through the heaven and earth, how could he find that the mountains and rivers are like dreams.

All this tells him that even the world of "wearing books" he always thought was actually a fake. Someone used him to suppress and deceive him, and even after a failure, he was still doing the same, trying to try again. Suppress him.

Ji Hao didn't know why he suffered such a crime and was so calculated.

But there is no doubt that the initiator is Ruan Mingchi.

Perhaps, even this Ruan Mingchi is fake.

Who knows?

All feelings seem to become the illusion of Shuiyue Jinghua. Ji Hao even suspects that even he fell in love with Ruan Mingchi was designed in advance.

How can he be reconciled.

In this world, he can break away as long as he is given some time, but if he does not avenge his departure, how can he be worthy of his status as a demon.

He swears that the Ruan Mingchi must be messed up, whether he is Ruan Xiaoxian or Ruan Xian'er, in short, he also wants him to taste the pain of being calculated.

Isn’t it true that the devil must report it?

Thinking this way, Ji Hao gently pressed his finger to the sea of ​​knowledge, and pulled out a strand of silk, which was pressed against Ruan Xian'er's forehead as if holding a thread.

White light appeared.

The sea of ​​knowledge on the palm of Ji Hao has disappeared, and the eyelashes of the man sleeping in the hotel tremble slightly, and he slowly opens his eyes. Ji Hao rearranged his expression, gently hugged the man from the ice coffin, and turned and walked out of the chamber.

At this same time.

Enduring a severe headache, Ruan Mingchi returned to the rear to dispatch troops. After half of his words, he suddenly stopped.

He stared blankly at the front, as if crossing the space and falling somewhere unknown. There, I was being held cautiously by a warm embrace. Feelings of weakness came from burst to burst, but a stronger sense of peace of happiness was shaken, as if I was back in my childhood cradle. The scenery receded slowly, but he could not see anything, only the cold jaw of the man.

It seemed that the man had been watching for a long time. The man stopped suddenly, his mouth slightly hooked, a smile appeared, and then his arm lifted him slightly, and kissed his lips.

Pity, a kiss like a dragonfly.

Ruan Mingchi's body swayed gently, and those touches were passed on faithfully, and there was also a feeling of happiness, wrapped in the warm fragrance of men, in stark contrast to the battlefield with the **** killing and stench.

Ruan Mingchi froze for a long time, and the heads of the major immortal gates followed his eyes in confusion, but he saw nothing, and when he retracted, he saw the uncomfortable expression on the face of the immortal statue.

Everyone had a meal in their hearts, because they only knew that the result of the fight between Xianzun and Mo Jihao that day was the defeat of their top power. Then they panicked in their hearts, thinking that Ji Hao was going to kill him.

"Uh... Xian Zun?" a white-haired old man yelled softly, "but the magic star is coming?"

Ruan Mingchi blinked, his face calmed down, and said, "No, just remembered something, you go on."

"But your placement just now is not finished."

"Sorry...Since Ji Hao shows up, I need to slow down the pace of the siege. The soldiers of the human world are seriously injured. I am afraid that the next battle will be the battle of life and death. I will prepare as early as possible. "

Ruan Mingchi diligently ignored the pictures that were constantly emerging in his mind, and he slowly said, coming slowly, as if the stinging forehead and the picture did not exist.

The monk's knowledge of the sea is great, and there are even secret methods that can divide the consciousness on the puppet. Although the dual purpose is not commonly used, for the immortal, especially the person like Ruan Mingchi, it is nothing.

He just didn't expect that... after Ji Hao took back his sea of ​​knowledge, his memory was shared with that person.

What about Ruan Xian'er? Do you know what he is thinking?

Thinking of this, Ruan Mingchi finished his sentence in two or three, and then got up and left. He was the leader, and his symbolic significance was far greater than everything. He set the direction, and naturally there were others to implement it. Although in the past Ruan Mingchi had never left this way halfway, but No one would stop him.

Although the cultivator of immortality pays attention to the etiquette and morals, but still cultivates more than everything else, Ruan Mingchi surpasses everyone, only worse than the Heavenly Devil. It's too late to complain.

When Ruan Mingchi left, other Xianmen leaders expressed their opinions and implemented Ruan Mingchi's arrangement.

When the council ended, the remaining three were the three oldest people in Xiuxian Realm except Ruan Mingchi. They placed a ban, and only then said: "Xianzun and Tianmo played twice and ended in failure. I am afraid it will be difficult to win."

"The Devil Realm is a scorched earth, and the aura is thin, but for me and other immortal practitioners, there is a poison-like devil qi everywhere. Even if you win, whoever wants to take this demon world."

"But the devil world is rich in ores, and they are all scarce raw materials. I have arranged for people to dig. I only need to stick to this for more than a month, and I can take a lot of materials. This battle is not a loss."

"It's just not a loss, why is he so useless!"

Complaining about the exit, the three of them were quiet for a long time, and they dared not say anything, listening to the movements around them, and then they said angrily: "If there is no Immortal Venerable, we can't even enter that door, why are you so greedy."

"I'm just anxious! He has cultivated merciless Tao for seven hundred years, and he can't sever emotions until now. If the cultivation is not increased, the Heavenly Demon will not be destroyed."

"Also, he didn't go out, why do we have love, we have sent countless talented and beautiful female nuns for not thinking, not only he never approached anyone, he didn't even take a look, no one could get close to him."

"How is this good."

Ruan Mingchi has hated the extreme here.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, although he can ignore most things about his identity and identity, it does not mean that when he is pressed by Ji Hao, he can still ignore it, not to mention that the feelings from his body are exactly the same as that of the identity, that kind of Pain, that kind of pleasure, just like his own personal experience.

He could even hear Ji Hao coming with a pleasant light laughter, blowing the heat in his ears.

Can't do anything.

The picture of him stuck in his head, the body that was supposed to be sitting on the futon with his knees bent, in this process, the spine was slowly bent. The practice method was like turning into a mosquito fly in the mind, he was dizzy, There was even an illusion that I was in the difficult process, deeply trapped in the soft bed, unable to help myself.

When his mind was clear, Ruan Mingchi was already sweating with sweat, and a hair that had never been messed up was scattered on his forehead, his eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were scattered.

Finally passed.

Ruan Mingchi propped up his physical discomfort, and straightened the back slowly, and his face returned to the coldness of desirelessness.

Thoughts like electricity

No way.

This will definitely not work.

It is necessary to seal this shared picture.

Correct! seal!

While Ruan Xian'er just woke up there and consumed a lot of energy, and then fell into a rare stage of coma, Ruan Mingchi sat cross-legged on the futon and used all means to seal the picture of the sea.

Originally, he planned to take this opportunity to sever affection, but at this moment he no longer thought about it, and he needed to guard the spirit platform to be clear. If this kind of entanglement continues, I am afraid that he will be in danger.

There were words in his mouth, and as those pictures were sealed, the red marks at the end of his eyes faded again, and even the hair became meticulous.

The dark red light of the demon world passed through the gap of the curtain and shone on his face. The half of the illuminated face was kind and eye-catching and clean, but the face limited to the darkness was vaguely distorted.

The magic seed has been planted, but it is even more difficult to remove it.

In the next few days, Ruan Mingchi really didn't receive any pictures from the doppelganger. He consciously succeeded in sealing, and he was finally relieved.

Then he got up from the futon, made a clean body decision, bounced away the dust belonging to the Devil Realm from the sunset, opened the curtain and went out.

"How?" Ruan Mingchi asked the undisciplined disciple standing by the door.

The disciple bowed his hands respectfully and said, "I will follow the instructions of the dean and search all the troops for rectification. The Demon Demon will also be called back. It seems that he is also preparing. The elders estimate that the war will come soon."

Ruan Mingchi nodded: "Tell everyone to go to the Zhongding Parliament."

"Yes."

Ruan Mingchi, who consciously lifted the crisis temporarily, calmed down and listened to the opinions of all parties in the parliament. Even if he was not in the past few days, the arrangement was organized. It’s just that Heavenly Devil Ji Hao, everyone has their eyes on Ruan Mingchi. In this world, no one can stop Ji Hao except Xian Zun. Although Xian Zun is not as good as Ji Hao, but no one else can use it, Still only Xianzun top.

Ruan Mingchi didn't push it. Although he really didn't want to deal with last season's ho, after all, those thoughts were only sealed, and seeing that people might loose at any time, but for no one's use, he could only nod and agree.

After saying this, the heads of the immortal gates retreated, but the head of the "Moon Moon Immortal Gate" remained.

Ruan Mingchi looked at this cultivator for more than 500 years, but kept the appearance of the foundation period, and he was only about 20 years old. He asked, "But does the palace master have something to say?"

Although the owner of Mochizuki Palace is young, his eyes are already vicissitudes. In the past, the parliament has always been very quiet, and everyone is a party. Today, it is rare to be a bit shy. I can't cultivate my virginity, and if I want to cultivate to a great success, I can become a body of pure Yin. Now that the enemy is currently, Tianmo Jihao is unrivaled.

Mochizuki Palace Master said this and looked at Ruan Mingchi with a blank expression.

Ruan Mingchi also looked at her expressionlessly.

The two were really embarrassed.