Ability: Begin To Obtain The First Five Enlightenment Plates

If someone said that a sixteen-year-old child escaped the pursuit of the National Extraordinary Ability Office, others would definitely laugh.

But this is how he survived, and after receiving the inheritance of the blood god, he became more and more upright, and even in the eyes of some people, he is a god who can control the past and change the future.

But the longer he lived, the more he felt that the people of this world were so dirty and disgusting.

Such creatures are nothing but flesh and blood on their bodies.

One day, he came to Baiyu Mountain and met a fairy-like girl.

She was covered in blood, fell to the ground weakly, and it would not be long before she died of anger.

Again the result of a disgusting struggle between people.

He thought.

For those who are dying, the blood is not good to drink.

He originally wanted to leave just like this, but in a trance, he saw the woman's body trembling slightly, and his eyes looked into the distance without light.

This looks...

The gentle fluctuations that he closed in his heart made him change his mind.

He saved the girl, who was grateful to him and followed him during his time in the White Jade Mountain, annoying him very much.

I almost wanted to kill her, but gave up under her innocent and curious eyes.

A month later, the girl said goodbye to him, and he let her go without care.

After bowing to him, the girl left.

After the girl left, he sneered softly, expressing his disdain for this fairy-looking but silly girl.

He never expected that letting the girl leave would become one of the things he regretted the most in his life.

He later recalled it countless times and regretted it countless times. If he had put Xiaozhu by his side at that time, if he had been less indifferent at that time and could show affection for this young girl who had not been involved in the world, they would be the only ones for each other, and they would be the only ones for each other.

Instead of Ji Yuhuan, that uninteresting, ridiculous and pathetic man!

When he looked at Shuangzhu, even though he was covered in blood and his internal organs were burning, he was still like a well-behaved child, staring at his only beloved fiancé with attachment.

He felt an incomprehensible, an incredulity, a mockery, a jealousy.

That girl who was saved by his own hands, why did she look at others with such eyes? Aren't people selfish and ridiculous creatures, why do they even have such feelings? Why is it that the only "person" who makes him feel different, the object of her "different" is not him?

He was impatient to see Ji Yuhuan holding the "corpse" crazy, what was there to be crazy about, he had never seen how affectionate he was before, and it was ridiculous to come to embarrass when he died.

He snatched Shuangzhu in front of many forces in Zhongzhou, fought against two ninth-order superpowers alone, and finally brought Shuangzhu back to his residence.

Looking at Shuangzhu's closed eyes, he thought of her dependent and reluctant appearance in Ji Yuhuan's arms, so affectionate, so persistent, so humble, so... Larger than life.

Is this what she loves someone like?

What if the person she loved became him?

He couldn't help but imagine the situation, if one day, Shuangzhu fell in love with him.

Will he also look at him with that kind of attachment? Will you also coquette with him like a well-behaved child? Will it be....

He found that he could not resist this strong desire, and he did not suppress this desire, and he used the secret technique of the Blood God Eye to seduce Shuangzhu.

Shuangzhu, who just woke up, was as clean as a blank piece of paper, and at the first sight of him, his snow-white jade-like face was stained with a small blush, and Shuangzhu "loved" him.

The next ten years were arguably the happiest of his life.

Because of the secret technique, Shuangzhu simply "loved" him with all his heart.

When night came, the white swan who was originally so arrogant, because he "loved" him, but in his arms did not resist or even obediently let him do whatever he wanted. He sometimes couldn't help but want to test her, he wanted to see if she really had no bottom line, but in the end, he found that she really had no bottom line for him.

Is this how she loves someone?

It's really addictive. No wonder even if he thought that Shuangzhu was dead, Ji Yuhuan still bit him like a madman all day long, if it weren't for his rich experience since he was a child, it was really difficult to guarantee whether he would find him.

It is also because of Ji Yuhuan that they have to move almost every month, and Shuangzhu never asks about this. As if as long as he did it, there was no need for any questioning; As long as he does it, no matter what it is, he will be on his side.

Will she really always be on his side?

He couldn't help but want to test the temptation again.

On one occasion, because of his inadvertent small movements, Shuangzhu discovered his appearance of sucking blood.

Shuangzhu, who came over, was really stunned, and he saw how ugly she was reflected in her pupils, and how terrifying the blood pupils on her forehead were.

Are you really scared?

He thought sarcastically, but he couldn't hide the deep disappointment in his heart.

Suddenly, Shuangzhu drew her sword, cut a long hole in her wrist without hesitation, and then extended her bloody arm to his mouth.

"If you want to drink blood, drink mine."

This man is a madman!

He hurriedly healed his wounds and looked for some more medicines, until Shuangzhu's face improved slightly.

He turned his head and sulked, but Shuangzhu behind him put his arm around him.

"Don't suck other people's blood..." He

was depressed, and those who made him depressed should not think about it! That night, he tossed people several times with great tricks, and at the happiest moment, he suddenly remembered the "Yuhuan" that Shuangzhu had unconsciously whispered.

Ji Yuhuan, why does he live in this world? How good it would be if he died.

Whenever he felt incomparably happy, whenever he couldn't help but want to immerse himself in the beautiful dreams that Shuangzhu had woven for him.

He would think of Ji Yuhuan and feel like a cattle in his throat. He lives in his shadow all the time, always suffering from gains and losses, afraid that if Shuangzhu remembers, he will lose her forever and may become her most hateful person.

How can this be? How could she stand that she hated him? How can you stand that she doesn't love him? How could she bear to love someone with all her heart like this?

Once again, after the evil land came out, Ji Yuhuan followed behind them again.

This time, He Ziqian didn't want to throw him off.

So, he entered the residence with the look of thinking that he had thrown off Ji Yuhuan.

When Shuangzhu saw that he had returned, he leaned into his arms very obediently, and even took the initiative to provoke him with some difficulty because of the January separation.

That man's endurance was even worse than he had imagined, and before he could really do something substantial, a sharp water blade broke through the air.

"Don't you know not to jump out casually when others are making out?"

He dodged and said defiantly.

Ji Yuhuan completely ignored him and turned to Shuangzhu, with a pitiful expression on his face.

But for this "stranger" who suddenly attacked his lover, Shuangzhu was extremely angry, and finally pierced Ji Yuhuan's chest under repeated attacks.

Ji Yuhuan died, which was simply the most satisfying thing he had done in such a long time.

He was so happy that he didn't realize Shuangzhu's very wrong expression at all.

He was happy to move again, but he thought that for a long time afterwards, they would not have to move again.

He painstakingly created a one-of-a-kind gift for Shuangzhu, no one could threaten him anymore, and he wanted Shuangzhuhun to be covered with his mark.

But his first gift did not get the reward he wanted, Shuangzhu's cold and hateful gaze was like the sharpest sword, and the thing he feared the most finally happened.

It turned out that even if Ji Yuhuan died, he couldn't make her love him all the time.

Because of his love, it is only because of a secret art.

What is fake can never become true, it is only a matter of time before it is debunked and torn.

Perhaps he also knew in his heart that there would be such a day, so he was surprisingly calm.

Hate him? Want to kill him? Come on, it doesn't matter, even if he dies, it makes him hate and be happy than living.

But Shuangzhu didn't send that sword for a long time, ah didn't expect that he not only didn't kill him, but also helplessly admitted that she had already fallen in love with him.

He couldn't describe the euphoria of that moment, but the next moment, the joy immediately turned into boundless despair and mourning.

Shuangzhu did not kill him, a person who deserved to die ten thousand times, but chose to destroy himself.

How could she be so cruel, how could she fall in front of him in blood when she just said she was in love with him.

He wanted to rush forward, but he couldn't move even the slightest, and when the blood had already flowed, he could touch the familiar, but already cold, body.

He felt that he had gone crazy, and he searched everywhere for "divine doctors", looking for strange things, looking for various secret places, hoping to bring back the person in the palm of his hand.

But it was useless, it was useless, and the man never opened his eyes again to look at him even a glance.

He didn't know how long he walked with Shuangzhu on his back, until one day, a man in strange clothes appeared in front of him.

The Alchemy Sect can resurrect the dead, but at a certain price.

He resolutely agreed and got the address left by the man.

Just when he was ecstatic, Ji Yuhuan actually appeared again, he looked at the person on his back with a heavy gaze, "You still don't plan to let Xiaozhu be well... Sleep well? "

Sleep well? Yes, she was just asleep, why didn't he sleep well if she had to disturb?

It's just asleep, it's okay, you'll wake up sooner or later! At least he could sleep with her.

He built an ice bed made of ice crystals, placed the double bamboo on the ice bed, and lay down himself.

Shuangzhu slept deeply with his eyes closed, but he was reluctant to blink even a blink, he kept watching, he believed that one day, his lover would wake up. Then, maybe she would ask him if they had moved again, and he would tell her that this time, they really wouldn't move again.

In fact, his home has never moved. Because where she is, it's his home.