Love You Till Death

Ji Hao was a little confused, and then pushed the wheelchair out of the door. He came to the indoor balcony on the third floor, looked down at the person who was already sitting in the living room, and shouted: "Nuan Mingchi?"

Ruan Mingchi stood up, and he looked up with a relaxed and calm smile on his face, like a blooming tulip, giving a feeling of welcoming the sun and rich colors.

He said, "Master, Dr. Bevin is here, and I am receiving them."

Ji Hao's eyes moved away from Ruan Mingchi's face, and he saw the magic mist in Bevin's eyes. The crowd contaminated with his breath made him feel relieved and nodded, saying, "Don't disturb me, I need to rest now. "

"Okay." Ruan Mingchi's hands clasped in his abdomen, and he answered with a smile.

When driving the wheelchair away, Ji Hao’s main consciousness returned to the side of the devil, and there was only a ray of consciousness there to maintain basic movement ability, and he no longer cares.

The work of inspecting the industry is not troublesome. For Ji Hao, it's just entertainment and time-passing, so he picks the things he is interested in, so his attention is completely diverted, and he quickly ignores the body.

When he noticed something was wrong, he was stimulated by a **** smell.

After all, he is not an ordinary person. The faint **** smell in the air has a familiar taste. He can easily distinguish the smell of blood and who he belongs to.

Waiting for the consciousness to return to the body, the **** smell was suddenly strong, and his temples were stimulated to beat. This concentration is by no means simply broken or fell.

Ruan Mingchi was injured?

Seriously injured?

Once such an idea came, Ji Hao's consciousness swept the entire mansion until he found an isolated space downstairs that he had never had before. The consciousness concentrated there momentarily, and he saw a faint lying on the surgical bed among the crowd Ruan Mingchi.

The doctor who surrounded Ruan Mingchi was surrounded by magic mist. He didn't realize that he had done something wrong, and he naturally used a scalpel to cut the skin behind Ruan Mingchi.

Blood poured out.

Just this one.

Ji Hao had no other thoughts. Ruan Mingchi's strange behavior during this time seemed to be connected by a silk thread, wrapped in a rich **** smell, and gave Ji Hao an accurate answer.

He really wants to give him his spine and his life.

But the imagined satisfaction did not come as scheduled, and it was followed by more heartache. Ji Hao hurriedly stood up, his weak legs were instantly filled with active nerves and muscles, and took his body to Step forward.

Lift your feet.

fall.

The next step is the closed sterile space.

He was standing in casual clothes and came in a sudden way.

The **** smell was even stronger, accompanied by his familiar temperature and habitual smell, filling every corner of this space, taking away the air, Ji Ji's brain stopped for a moment.

Time was fixed, he walked through the crowd like a statue, and saw the fragile and helpless back on the operating bed. The pale skin was pale blue under the shadowless lamp, the vitality was peeling off, and the ripped skin was clear and dazzling, as if cut On Ji Hao.

It seemed to be burning in his eyes, and he was poked by thousands of steel needles in his heart. He was so distressed that he could not add it. For the first time, he felt his throat was choked and wanted to die with the man.

You are...

Why bother?

Ji Hao raised his hand and wanted to heal the cut wound, but found that the hand was shaking so badly that it didn't seem to be his own, and he was shaking with his whole body.

The body with strong self-control ability felt for the first time as if it was no longer his own. The strong shock and tension shuddered deep in his soul, making it difficult for him to control himself.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m the devil. He’s just a string. I have a hundred ways to save him. What the hell!

Concentrate.

Focus on eyes.

The black magic gas flowed from the tip of the finger, licked the cut skin, the flat cut wound was easily closed, and the hand was swept from head to tail, so there was no scar on the thin back, only Yinhong 'S blood also reminded Ji Hao what happened at the moment.

it's OK.

Ji Hao told himself.

It’s just a little blood, and I’ll make it up after a while. No one will have this bad memory. Everyone will forget what a **** "human spine replacement". Ruan Mingchi will be good and will not be hurt again, just like Like in the last life, they will grow old.

The magic fog rushed out of Ji Hao's body, burrowed into everyone's body, including Ruan Mingchi, hovering in the brains of those doctors, quickly depriving them of their memories of this time.

Thinking that these people's fanatical and abnormal behaviors were all caused by their own hands, Ji Hao first felt a sense of fear for his power of heavenly demon. The powerful force, although it made him unfavorable, but if used improperly, it was also a double Blade sword hurts others, hurts the person he cares most about.

Such thoughts appeared in Ji Hao's head, and Ji Hao vaguely felt something was wrong. In a flash, there seemed to be a faint Brahma repeating in his ears, "Good demon, if you don't control, hurt yourself, break his destiny..."

Ji Hao tranced, only to feel that the voice was extremely noisy. He struggled to break free from that voice, but the Brahma sound suddenly increased in his ear, like the morning bell of the twilight drum, "The strong man is compassionate, the devil is evil, the Dao family..."

Ji Hao was blocked by the sound of the voices, and once again clearly felt that he was restricted by something. He seemed to be locked in a small cage, his hands could not move, his mouth could not say, no day Nightless detained him for a long, long time, making him miserable and upset.

Ji Hao had no choice but to recover all the powers of the heavenly demons except Ruan Mingchi, and resisted the annoying nagging sound. However, the sound was permeable and seemed to act directly on his soul, avoiding inevitable and hiding.

Annoying!

Annoying!

Who is reading this annoying word!

Didn’t he just let him not use the power of Heavenly Devil? Let him learn the compassion of the strong? Does he understand such a simple truth? Need someone else to teach?

Repeatedly, nagging, chanting?

Annoying! !

The irritable emotions flowed out, so the atrium was more deadly, and there were all such voices in all directions. Ji Hao only felt that he was suppressed in this voice more and more, and that voice came from high altitude and looked down at him.

Why can't you stop it?

Why can I still hear?

why?

Where does the sound come from...

All of Ji Hao's troubled thoughts suddenly became certain, and his eyes fell on Ruan Mingchi.

The voice... came from Ruan Mingchi's body, because there is still the power of the devil to contact the two of them, so the voice directly affects the depth of his soul.

What's in Ruan Mingchi's body! !

In the next second of this thought, Ji Hao's hand turned into the mist of Heavenly Demon, and he grabbed fiercely towards Ruan Mingchi's body, but carefully avoided the weak body, and grabbed the contents, it was necessary Pull it out.

Then the next second, a sacred heart turned into white light, hitting his palm.

Ji Hao's palm hurt, and the fuchsia blood flowed out.

But Ji Hao didn't stop, as if he couldn't feel the pain. He mobilized the strength of his body to collide with the power that could hurt him, letting the pain go through his heart, and letting the blood flow, he just wanted to take Ruan Mingchi back into his arms.

Under the collision of two forces, Ruan Mingchi's body became a battlefield, flooded with terrible power, collided, black and white strangled together here, and slaughtered each other with unbearable power of mortal body.

Ruan Mingchi finally made an unbearable painful voice.

"Uh……"

Ji Hao trembles in his heart, and the power of the Heavenly Demon suddenly slows down, and then he spreads out to protect Ruan Mingchi's regiment, giving up the offense and changing to defense.

But the white light did not care, apparently did not care about Ruan Mingchi's body, at the moment when Ji Hao retreated, chasing and chasing hard, rushing towards Ji Hao's Lingtai all the way.

So the pulse of Sanskrit sounded again.

"Buzz..." It's even more upsetting than the mosquitoes that ravened in the middle of the night.

Ji Hao was stunned by the noisy dizziness, because he separated his strength to protect Ruan Mingchi, and could no longer form an effective resistance to this voice. A stagger under the painful step took a step back.

The white light suddenly vomited, as if a white practice radiated a bright light, and the rich Taoist power, blessed with a terrible fairy, forced Ji Hao to step back step by step.

Until Ji Hao would not be able to do so, and fell to the ground, the power of the white light was finally exerted to the extreme.

All strengths have relaxation, opening and closing are always inseparable, so if they avoid and not fight when their attacks are the strongest, then they can fight back suddenly when they can do their best?

Devil is naturally cunning.

Ji Hao, who was moving backwards, suddenly had a magic fog in his eyes. At this time, the powerful power condensed the most sharp point, and he slammed hard against the loose white spear tip.

"clang!"

Jin Ge Tieming's voice seemed to be heard from the void.

The condensed black light instantly disperses the white light and destroys it all the way. It will be terrible to see the seven seven hundred eighty-eight that Bai Lian destroyed.

At this time, Bai Guang seemed to find that he was deceived, and quickly rushed to converge his strength to defend himself. He was about to regroup. He didn't expect a thin black mist to open silently from behind, like a devil's mouth, swallowing it in one bite. among them.

Bai Guang was frightened that he could not rush out of the conflict, and then hated him, he was enchanted.

What kind of long-term protection, what kind of love and care, it turned out that from the beginning, when Ji Hao divided the power of the heavenly demon to protect Ruan Mingchi’s body, in fact at that time, the Tian Luo Di net was already arranged, just waiting for white light to rush into the trap Here, I will blow it all over again.

White light was sealed by the black mist, and he saw that the thick black mist that turned into a sword edge was slashing towards himself. It had nowhere to hide, avoiding nothing, and only secretly said that the devil was really cunning, and finally gave up this time. opportunity.

Its body surged twice, the light faded quickly, and it was about to break away from this world.

Ji Hao's eyes were sharp, his fingers turned into palms, and his backhand grabbed him. Not only did he hold the white light tail firmly, but he also turned into a cloud of black mist and chased up!

The void of the small world was distorted for a while, and the black and white light in the back and forth turned into a streamer, which disappeared into the world in a blink of an eye.