"Let me go! Han Xingyu, let me go!" Ruoxue struggled hard.

"Xue'er, be my woman. I will cherish you and protect you. Rely on me, okay?" His face gradually came closer, and Ruoxue could already clearly feel the breath on the tip of his nose.

In this world, she is no longer the high-spirited killer she used to be. It can be said that here, she is very weak, and she is always bullied by this rogue man. Can she not escape this time?

Thinking of the first kiss that was taken away from her, she closed her eyes in resignation, but her voice was very cold, with a sarcastic sneer: "You forced me in this way. Once I get it, I will really cherish it as you said."

And protection? If you really cherish it, how can you do it in a strong way?"

Han Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then raised a wry smile. This woman always had a way to make herself extremely angry, distressed, or upset.

Han Xingyu did not let her go immediately, but looked at her with her eyes closed.

With her eyes closed like this, she couldn't see her cold and ruthless gaze. She was actually very quiet and gentle like this, but her brows were always furrowed, which made people feel sorry for her.

He still bent his head and came close to her, not to kiss her lips, but to kiss her brow gently. Then, he leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "Don't frown all the time, it will make me feel bad."

I really want to protect you, can't you really give me a chance? Stay here to practice for a while, and let yourself relax for a while. Maybe you can get to know me well. When you get to know me, then you can refuse.

I, I will never pester you again, don’t even give me a chance to get close to you, okay?”

Ruoxue opened her eyes, and what she met was his pair of extremely charming phoenix eyes. These captivating eyes were only sincere and affectionate at this moment.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to seize this kind of warmth. The impulsive moment was always so fast. Before she had time to think, she suddenly reached out and hugged him. She seemed to be awake. She felt how sudden this movement was.

She felt so embarrassed. She buried her head in his arms, not daring to raise her head. He put his hand on her back and gently comforted her. His movements were very gentle. The gentleness made it more difficult for herself, but she couldn't help but indulge in the warmth of his arms.

inside.

"I... can give you a chance..." Her voice was small and awkward.

"Really?" Han Xingyu's voice was very excited. Ruoxue was buried in his arms and did not dare to look at him, but she could imagine that this guy's expression must be exaggerated.

"If you have any doubts, just pretend that I didn't say it." Ruoxue's voice was a little muffled, but the corners of her mouth were raised. Maybe she could give him a chance, which would also be equivalent to giving herself a chance. Everything in the past world would have been solved long ago.

You should forget that your past self was dead a long time ago, and now use Ruoxue's body to live a good life again.

"No, no, no, you said it, you can't go back on it!" Han Xingyu suddenly picked her up and spun her around in the air.

Ruoxue felt dizzy, then she raised her head from his arms and said sadly: "If you want to turn around by yourself, don't hold me with you, I'm dizzy!"

Han Xingyu looked at her. At this moment, Ruoxue's face was slightly red, with a bit of anger, a bit of shyness, and a sad look, which made people want to...

An unnatural heat flashed in his eyes before he stopped and reluctantly let go of her.

"Undo the seal for me?"

"good!"

At this moment, Han Tianci's injury has also recovered, and he is rushing back to the mountains with Feng Wu.

The night was dark, and the Blood King narrowed his eyes with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Don't the Fu family always want to know how Fu Mengyao lived in the Demon God Realm?"

Zangwu flashed his wings and said, "Master, do you want to pass on the news that Ruoxue is Fu Mengyao's daughter to the Fu family?"

"What do you think?" The Blood King's tone seemed to be discussing, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he had already decided.

"Haha, anyone who dares to be disrespectful to the master will certainly not end well!" Zangwu was extremely smart and answered in a evasive manner.

The Blood King narrowed his eyes, his bloodthirsty eyes flashed away, and he sneered: "I gave her the opportunity, but she didn't cherish it, so it's no wonder I'm the one to blame."

Zangwu nodded and said: "That ignorant woman not only violated her master's wishes and humiliated her with words, but also followed other men to the world of gods. Even if she died ten thousand times, she wouldn't be able to atone for her sin! What a ridiculous woman. She thought

After going to the God Realm, wouldn't the master be able to do anything to her? Going to the God Realm would only make her death worse! Without the protection of Ruo Yuhao and the Black Demon Ancient God, the woman thought that the boy who had mastered the cultivation of the gods

, can you protect her? How naive to follow such a weakling!"

"This is indeed a humiliation. Following a lord god and unwilling to stay and marry this king is indeed worthy of death." The Blood King's voice was very calm, but the wine glass in his hand had been shattered into pieces with his words.

…

The Mad Ancient God looked at Na Ji with burning eyes, smiled a little obscenely, looked greedy, and said in a bewitching voice: "If the Ancient God of Death knew that Na Ji came to me, what would his expression be like? Will he seek revenge from me?

Revenge for taking away your wife?"

Naji's clothes were disheveled, the clothes on her shoulders fell off, and her smooth and white shoulders were exposed to the air. Her narrowed eyes, red face, and messy breathing seemed to show the intense scene that had just happened.

Naji seemed to be soft and boneless, nestling powerlessly in the arms of the Mad Demon Ancient God, and said in a lazy voice: "I am free, when will I marry him?"

"In this way, if I want to marry you, you will be my woman? Then the Ancient God of Death will have to suffer the loss of being mute?" The ancient god of Mad Demon moved restlessly on Na Ji's body.

Naji felt sick in her heart, but she had an extremely flattering smile on her face, narrowed her eyes and said coquettishly: "If the Mad Ancient God really wants to marry me, of course I will marry him. I'm afraid you are just talking about it."

"What I say is never just words. I mean what I say! As long as Naji is willing to marry, I will naturally marry her!" The Mad Ancient God suddenly leaned down and swallowed Naji's lips fiercely,

His kiss was very rough and forceful, and Naji's lips were almost broken by his chewing.

Naji gasped slightly, the lips of the crazy ancient god were already moving downwards, and his big hands were roaming her body wantonly. Naji frowned slightly, this man had already wanted her seven times in one night, and now he wants to continue.

, there is no sense of pity or pity at all. If it were not for the antidote, I would never look at this kind of person again, let alone being manipulated by him here.

A confused atmosphere spread in the room. Just as the charming gasps hurriedly sounded, a sneer came from outside the door: "What? The tattered shoes that I have worn, the mad ancient god can't put it down so much? If you like it so much,

Should I give you another pair?" As soon as he finished speaking, a shoe broke through the window and shot straight towards the Mad Ancient God.

The Mad Ancient God waved his hand suddenly, and the shoe was instantly shattered. But when the shoe was shattered, an ice needle shot out from the sole of the shoe. The Mad Ancient God didn't even think about it, and directly pulled Na Ji beside him, and the ice needle disappeared.

Naji's heart turned, Naji's face instantly turned pale as paper, and she had difficulty breathing. She was obviously poisoned.

The mad ancient god shook his hand hard, and Naji was thrown out of the window. He smiled cruelly and said: "Take care of your shoes. I just tried them on, but they don't fit your feet. You should keep them for yourself and enjoy them slowly."

!”

Na Ji was naked and her eyes were sinister, but because of the pain, her face was very distorted. She knew that the mad ancient god had no affection for her at all, and it was wrong to confuse such a man from the beginning, so she rushed

As he continued to want her again and again, piercing the pain with force, she clearly knew that this man only used her as a tool to vent.

The ancient god of death stretched out his hand to catch Naji, but when he saw Naji's naked body, a cold flash flashed in his eyes, and another ice needle flew out of his hand and shot directly at Naji.

Naji's eyes widened in horror. She thought that the ancient god of death had some affection for her, but she didn't expect that he would attack her. Did he want her life?

She smiled sadly and did not hide. Now she really couldn't hide.

When the ice needle pierced her skin, a trace of sadness and a hint of disappointment flashed through her eyes.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, this man really has no heart.

But when she closed her eyes and wanted to feel death, she discovered that the poison in the silver needle that the Mad Ancient God had blocked with herself had been cured. In other words, the Ancient Death Demon God had just attacked

The antidote is coated on my silver needle, not to kill myself, but to save myself?

When she understood all this, she had already fallen heavily to the ground, looking a little embarrassed.

She raised her head and looked at the Ancient God of Death floating in the air. He was high up in the sky, still as handsome as when she first saw him.

"Go back yet." The voice of the Ancient God of Death was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Naji lowered her head and smiled bitterly. Even if he didn't kill her, so what? It didn't mean that he had intentions, it didn't mean that he loved herself. How could he be any better than the Mad Demon Ancient God? He also didn't have the slightest pity for her.

I just use myself as a tool to vent myself.

Naji frowned slightly as her body hurt, and he threw his cloak on her body with force.

"Do you still want to be embarrassed?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Naji struggled to stand up, bit her lower lip in embarrassment, and tightened her cloak, feeling suddenly desolate.

Why are all the men I meet like this?

From the moment she was born, was she destined to rely only on her body, her face, and these illusory things to confuse men? Many people might want to have this kind of talent, but she hated it, hated why she had this talent.

Because of this talent, men will be obsessed with themselves when they first see themselves, but this is just an illusion of appearance. If they want to get themselves, they just want to get their own bodies. No one has ever really pity themselves.

.

Because of this talent, she was forced to do so by her half-brother when she had just grown hair and her cultivation was not yet high. The loss of her virginity made this magical skill even more powerful.

Later, I finally understood how to protect myself, that is, keep practicing. Only when I become stronger can I choose others instead of being forced and robbed by others.

Gradually, for the sake of cultivation, she became distorted and began to look for virgins, which made her charm skills stronger and her cultivation doubled.

In the eyes of outsiders, she was a bitch, she was a shameless bastard... She was numb to hearing the unpleasant words. Later, when she followed the Ancient God of Death, those people rarely scolded her in person.

, it’s just that the things said behind the scenes are even worse, such as pheasants flying on the branches, Mogu God on the list of bad goods, etc...

But who knows? I just want to be protected and find someone to rely on. I also sincerely wanted to be with the Ancient God of Death, but he, like those men, just wanted to be with me.

Just the body.

It is because he only uses himself and uses himself as an outlet that he will use him, hide beside him, and seek shelter.

Only by following the Ancient God of Death, those demon kings would stop harassing her. Her own cultivation level was not a match for those people. If she had not followed the Ancient God of Death, without this support, she would have become countless demon gods.

The king's crotch is slave.

The reason why I helped that man was not only to detoxify, but also to get a sincere heart. In fact, my talent, besides charm, could also tell whether the other person had a heart. That man was a man with a heart. If he really fell in love with a woman,

, is to love each other with all your heart.

I don’t know why he wants the Ancient God of Death Demon and the Ancient God of Crazy Demon to fight, but if he can help him, he should be grateful to himself. Will gratitude turn into love? Maybe, in fact, he really doesn’t understand love, because he has never understood love.

No man has ever loved himself.
To be continued...