I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

Xia Jingzhe's eyes flashed with astonishment after listening.

Immediately afterwards, she raised her hand, and her cool fingertips went down Xu Jiao’s cheeks. The nails were shaved slightly and sharply, as if a thin knife passed past her face. There was an indescribable sense of danger. Xu Jiao felt that her unspeakable area was bursting with pain again.

It must be because Xia Jingzhe didn't have a manicure when he was making trouble.

Thinking of this, she frowned inadvertently.

Xia Jingzhe's voice sounded at this moment: "Look at my memory—"

"Always forget that Senior Sister's mouth is the most deceptive."

"I almost believed you."

Xu Jiao listened indifferently to her accusation, her expression uninteresting, as if the person who said "I like you the most in this world" was not her.

Xia Jingzhe showed a bit of unwillingness on her face, but the previous words had already been released, even if she was reluctant now, she still untied the dark black iron shackles on Xu Jiao's wrist and let her free slightly.

After the "click" sound—

The weight on Xu Jiao's wrist finally disappeared.

She looked at the dark bruises remaining on her wrist, her thick eyelashes moved slightly, and she wanted to change her mind to repair the injury, but found that the spiritual power in her body was empty, and the dantian, which contained spiritual power in the past, was sinking and empty now. , It seems that the vast spiritual power that was once stored in it like the sea has been hidden.

Unsurprisingly, this chain was not the main object that sealed her mind at all. Xu Jiao stopped looking at the wound on her wrist, and her plain white hand dropped to her side.

Xia Jingzhe's reaction after she untied her shackles was all in sight.

She thought that Xu Jiao’s indifferent things were all pretending to be false and unreasonable snakes with her. After all, Xu Jiao was reluctant to do that stuff with her. She knew that, so now that the ban is lifted, it is impossible to control her emotions and have to be Vented.

Either raise your hand to hit, or utter bad words.

It turned out to be nothing.

…

Looking at the person in front of him who was calm and undisturbed by those beautiful traces, facing those eyes that contained snow all the year round, Xia Jingzhe finally understood—

She once thought that after experiencing the events of last night, she should have nothing to ask for, die without regrets in this life, but after having such close contact with Xu Jiao, she realized that she was wrong.

In fact, the distance between her and Xu Jiao is still that far away.

Can't reach it.

The absurdity of last night was just her dream. She thought she had finally touched the hem of the high god's skirt and pulled it into the mortal world. In the end, she was shocked that what she was holding in her hand was nothing but the clouds and mist in the mountains.

The wind blew away, leaving nothing in the palm of his hand.

Xu Jiao was still on the unattainable peak of Kunlun Mountain, no, it was a higher zenith.

Inexplicable grief leaped out of her heart, and it was more of an unspeakable unwillingness-how high did she have to go to make the sister's eyes show her own figure?

Xu Jiao noticed that the aura in her body had changed again and again, and keenly noticed that Xia Jingzhe was in a bad mood, and intuitively told her that if she didn't divert the other's attention, she would vaguely suffer again.

So she faintly reminded: "Didn't you say you want to go out?"

Xia Jingzhe's mind turned back, and there were ripples in her faint eyes, which inexplicably made Xu Jiao feel resentment. Before she could see clearly, she listened to the other party's unhurried question:

"When you are with me, do you let the senior sister be so bored?"

Xu Jiao: "..."

Not really, after all, the mess in bed last night just opened the door to her new world, she wouldn't get bored so quickly, anyhow she would have to be drunk for ten and a half days.

But now obviously the plot matters.

Seeing Xu Jiao not answering, Xia Jingzhe twitched the corners of her lips. There was a reluctance in her smile, which was obviously Xu Jiao's acquiescence.

Her eyes darkened, and her whole body was full of wind and rain.

Just when Xu Jiao thought that she could not go out today, she saw Xia Jingzhe turned and left, walked not far away, and raised her hand to push the cabin door open.

The flaming red Lycoris all over the mountains didn't say hello, and suddenly came into her eyes, like flame flowers blooming from the ground, it seemed to burn the whole world with madness.

Fainting sky, devilish energy, and even the black soil can't escape this strong color.

Xu Jiao closed her eyes.

She felt that she didn't want to see red again for a short time.

Xia Jingzhe turned around and was about to ask her what the beautiful scenery outside was. He saw her closing her eyes and rested, and even raised her hand to rub her temples, with an expression of unspeakable boredom and exhaustion.

When it came to my lips, I swallowed it back.

Xia Jingzhe retracted her expectation, and walked out silently. When Xu Jiao opened her eyes again, she realized that the other party had already walked quickly to the front.

She didn't notice Xia Jingzhe's violent mood changes, and she didn't care whether she could keep up with the other party's footsteps, and stepped forward without rushing into the soft black soil.

Even if she has no spiritual power at the moment, the cloth she wears is still unusual, with its own dust-removing effect, avoiding the pollution of the black mud, and the whole body is still clean and dustless.

Xia Jingzhe looked back and saw the pure white coming out of the sea of ​​red flowers.

Time, the world can no longer find a cleaner color than this.

This strong chromatic contrast seemed to remind her vaguely: Look, no matter how hard you work, Xu Jiao will always stay the same no matter in the sky, in the mortal world, or in the filthy demon world, no one can make her fall.

…

Xu Jiao walked through the sea of ​​flowers, and her sleeves flicked between countless enchanting petals. When Xia Jingzhe approached her, she was already stained with that inaudible smell, and the smell on her body had slightly changed.

Meeting Xia Jingzhe's gaze, Xu Jiao looked at it for a while and became the one who spoke first:

"Sister Xia is now the master of the Demon Realm?"

After Kunlun was wiped out, Zhengpai would no longer be able to tolerate Xia Jingzhe, and the system had told her that this place was the Demon World...Combining with the current situation of the steep cliffs and the prevalence of demons, Xu Jiao would not be difficult to guess the answer.

Xia Jingzhe smiled like a flower and nodded: "My new identity, senior sister, do you like it?"

It's hard to say whether you like it or not.

Xu Jiao didn’t answer, instead she talked about something else: “Ancient books have been recorded. 36,000 years ago, the leader of Kunlun ascended to the immortal, holding the palace, stars, time and space, and then the supreme of the immortal world. One hundred thousand immortal soldiers fought against the demon world."

She said: "Junior sister acts like this, she will cause trouble to her upper body."

Xu Jiao's tone was extraordinarily calm, as simple as drinking water and eating.

Xia Jingzhe approached her with interest, and her breath flicked over Xu Jiao's lips, as if she was about to kiss her.

She kept the ambiguity close at hand, and asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister is worried about me?"

Xu Jiao glanced at her inexplicably.

She didn't even think about it; "I just want to know what you want to do."

When the character of the protagonist in her novels changed drastically, causing the plot to rush towards the unknown, Xu Jiao, as the creator of the world, would naturally be curious about the future beyond her control.

Xia Jingzhe, but smiled silently, held her face and kissed her seriously for a while, and said to her: "I'll take Senior Sister to the Devil's Palace to have a look."

Xu Jiao, who was suddenly taken advantage of and forcibly changed the subject: "..."

She raised her hand to wipe the mark on her lower lip, and her expression became inattentive again.

What's so good about the magic palace?

Although she didn't talk about vegetation, she knew what the magic palace was like.

…

"This is transformed from the bones of the Demon Dragon, the ancestor of the Devil Realm thousands of years ago..."

In front of the magic palace, Xia Jingzhe took Xu Jiao's hand, looked at the strange, black and white two-color palace in front of him, but made people look at the frightened and secretly feared palace, and explained in a low voice.

Xu Jiao glanced, and found that the palace had restored her description perfectly, and she looked away again—

Surrounding the palace are trees unique to the devil world. They never grow leaves. The lime-silver trunks are like stones, but they glow with cold light. Underneath, something black occasionally jumped out of the silver sand, and soon disappeared again.

It is a new monster in the Demon Realm. It is bred and nourished by the tree of the Demon Realm, and it is endless and can never be destroyed.

After the body of the Devil Dragon fell, the bones turned into a palace, the tendons became the tree species of the Devil, the breath turned into devil energy, and the eyes... turned into two devil springs behind the palace.

The magic spring is hot and cold, and the monster is immersed in it, and the skill is greatly increased. On the contrary, if the fairy falls, it will be forever.

Just as Xu Jiao recalled the setting in her heart, Xia Jingzhe had already led her through the hall, regardless of the low-level witches standing on both sides of her surroundings, heading to the magic spring behind.

When she was almost there, Xu Jiao's pace stopped.

She vaguely guessed Xia Jingzhe's intentions.

Xia Jingzhe raised her hand and wiped the side of her face lightly, touched the thin layer of sweat, and asked with a low smile: "Why is the senior sister so delicate and tired after walking two steps?"

Xu Jiao's heart was sealed, and she had walked from the cliff for a long time, but after hearing Xia Jingzhe's ridicule, she didn't explain it, just glanced at her faintly.

Xia Jingzhe laughed, leaned over and reached out through her knees, hugged her horizontally, and whispered: "I will take the senior sister to take a shower."

Xu Jiao looked at her calmly, her voice a bit tired: "I heard that there is a magic spring in the devil world, even if the fairy falls into it, I can't resist its devilish energy."

Xia Jingzhe was very satisfied with her keenness: "Senior Sister understands so much-so, is Senior Sister scared?"

Afraid of falling into the devil's way?

Xu Jiao looked away disinterestedly.

…

Until she saw those two Wang Moquan.

The hot and cold springs were actually opened up, and as far as I could see, there were clouds and mists, with a faint, unknown gray mist floating in the air.

She lost her mind a little, and she was put into the spring by Xia Jingzhe.

The overbearing demonic energy immediately crawled into her body along her veins, Xu Jiao opened her eyes quickly, this...

What's the hot and cold feeling in the veins?

She intuitively felt that Xia Jingzhe had made something very different.

However, before she could think about it, the man had already waded into the water, raised his hand to draw the splash, walked behind Xu Jiao, took her into his arms, and asked softly, "How is the senior sister now?"

Xu Jiao frowned, and the devilish energy leaping into her veins made her feel painful during the hot and cold changes. She couldn't even stand steady, and her legs fell into Xia Jingzhe's arms.

The people behind caught her contentedly, and the voice rang in her ears: "Senior Sister will stay here forever with me, okay?"

Xu Jiao shook her head subconsciously.

Stay in this false world?

She doesn't want it.

Seeing her in pain, Xia Jingzhe couldn't help but couldn't help but slid his eyes with coldness, and his hands were already moving in the water.

Not long.

An exclamation came from the pond.

"This water..."

I don't know if it was caused by the devilish energy in the water, Xu Jiao found that the water was pouring into her body, and time made her feel as if she was filled with devilish energy, uncomfortable and rising.

She rarely worked hard to push Xia Jingzhe, "No, no, no..."

Xia Jingzhe asked gently and with a good temper: "Why not? Is the senior sister uncomfortable? If not, why did you bite me so hard?"

Xu Jiao was speechless, tears falling like broken pearls.

She couldn't help but shook her head and said, "It's so up..."

Xia Jingzhe lowered her head and kissed the side of her neck, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xu Jiao nodded and shook her head again. She was lost by the devilish energy in her body. Time felt bliss, and time was full of pain, as if tossing and turning between heaven and hell.

This is an experience she has never had before.

Xia Jingzhe smiled coolly.

She said: "Remember this feeling, Senior Sister—"

"This bliss, and this pain, only I can give you."

Even if Xu Jiao doesn't love her, she will do her best to burn marks on this person's cold heart. If it doesn't work in her heart, let her remember it physically.