Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Because he had indeed been doing that for so many years, she felt it.

"So, between my father and sister, who have only been with me for a few days and everything is unknown, and Yuan Mingqi, who has lived with me for more than four years and knows each other well, I choose Yuan Mingqi."

Jiaoyang smiled.

Huangfuyan opened his mouth and tried to say something, but found that he was speechless.

He thought that their experiences were the same. The childhood sweethearts were exterminated by the Demon Cult at the same time, so they should have the same thoughts and the same resentment towards the Demon Cult.

In the end, I realized that as early as the moment Jiaoyang chose to join the Demon Cult four years ago, they had already gone in opposite directions.

Can not go back

There is no going back.

Chu Lianjue took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Under his eyelids, there were deep bruises.

He wanted to ask her if she had any regrets. After getting to know him, I regretted everything I did to his family. But now that we've reached this point, what's the point of asking these questions.

Today, either you die or I live.

However, at this time, Jiaoyang's smiling face slowly stopped. She raised her head, and in the bloody storm, she tried her best to open her eyes wide and see clearly the man not far away, wearing a white fox fur.

She was slightly stunned, watching him approach slowly. And those pair of dark, slightly young eyes looking at him.

This scene actually felt a bit familiar to Jiaoyang. She squinted her eyes and took a long time to remember.

This was a scene she had seen before when she was filming a scene with a man in her last dimension. At that time, Yi Fuling and Yuan Mingqi went through a lot and finally met again.

But she clearly remembered that it was a day with heavy snowfall.

Strange to say, she had almost forgotten so many things, important or not, but she still remembered that scene.

What was she thinking at that time?

Oh, she was thinking that kissing a nice man in such a beautiful scene would definitely be a wonderful memory.

Jiaoyang looked around, the fighting was still going on. The snowy day in her memory was finally turned into a real "bloody" day by her own hands.

She smiled slightly: "There are always differences between reality and imagination, and it doesn't matter. As long as the person is right."

Jiaoyang withdrew her hand and flicked the three people opposite her away. Everyone looked at her in surprise, then slowly walked towards the man.

"Damn woman, you are crazy, dangerous!" Baiye Liufeng's breathing was suddenly confused, and he looked at Yuan Mingqi, "What on earth are you doing? Since you are still alive, why didn't you show up earlier? But now it is difficult to recover, you are Are you still brewing some conspiracy to return to your position as leader? Do you know that Jiaoyang is here for you?"

Jiaoyang raised her hand to stop him.

Yun Tangzhi also stopped Baiye Liufeng and slowly shook his head at him.

"You guys." Baiye Liufeng's face was filled with anger, and the fingers behind his back were trembling slightly.

Jiao Yang came to Yuan Mingqi.

He is in a wheelchair.

"Jiaoyang." The man wanted to say something, but she stopped him.

During this period, he went through life and death several times. The poison she administered on that day alone had already killed most of his life, not to mention the backlash from the second half of his forced practice of the Blood-Destroying Demonic Art. He struggled in the snow, fainted several times and almost died.

But he always has an unfinished obsession.

He wanted to come back and take a look at her, just to make sure that she was still okay, so that no one would find her, and then find a place to die silently.

But he forgot that he was no longer the Yuan Mingqi who was invincible in martial arts, and she was no longer the willful and impulsive child in his memory who always needed protection.

The child in his memory has grown up.

Jiaoyang chuckled, half-crouched down in front of him as she remembered, rubbed her soft cheek against his, then rubbed against his chest and abdomen, and lay on the man's knees.

His face had deteriorated, he was frail and pale, and his legs were covered with purple bruises, which was shocking, but his eyes were still lingering.

Jiaoyang felt his heartbeat, which was so light that she felt like a dying person. She twitched the corner of her mouth. Everyone thought she would cry, but she smiled with unknown meaning: "Liar."

She promised to protect her for the rest of her life. She would never let him walk in front of her, and no one wanted her to watch anyone's back gradually walk away.

"Jiaoyang." His cry became softer and gentler.

Jiaoyang closed her eyes, rubbed her legs on his legs, and smiled.

Snowflakes fell one by one on their bodies, faces, eyelashes or on the ground, mixing with blood and flowing in all directions.

Everyone looked at them silently, surrounded by corpses. I don't know why, but a deep sadness suddenly welled up in my heart.

Yun Tangzhi shook the fan in his hand and walked to the cold-faced Baiye Liufeng, with a wry smile on his lips.

"From now on, no one will play chess with me anymore. The white jade chess set that I spent a lot of money to find is destined to be covered in dust."

Huangfuyan wanted to rush forward: Now that this man has come back, does it mean that the war is over?

Looking at Jiaoyang's appearance, it was obvious that she was confused by that man. Yuan Mingqi is really good at making Jiaoyang look like this. Others can't listen to anything, but they are willing to do anything for him. I'm afraid that even if Yuan Mingqi is really dead, he can make people fulfill his long-cherished wish before his death. He is really a good manipulator of people's hearts.

But Bi Zhi stopped him, with tears constantly falling on her face: "Don't go, I beg you, don't go." They won't live long.

Huangfu Yan was stunned and looked at Chu Lianjue beside him. He was clenching his teeth and staring at that place.

Jiaoyang stood up from Yuan Mingqi and raised the leader's order in his hand: "Retreat the troops. Everyone, follow me and return to the sect quickly." He couldn't stand the cold now.

"Why!" Everyone on the other side shouted, "You have done so many bad things and killed so many people. You also started this war. Why do you say you won't fight? Why do you Shenyue Sect? Escape intact!"

"That's it."

Jiaoyang looked back and sneered, and just waved her hands. Countless people in the world were instantly killed and injured, and the earth shook.

"Who dares to stop me?" There was an uncontrollable anger in her eyes.

Everyone stopped talking, trembling and no longer dared to say a word.

Maybe this is the best ending.

Lu Ke closed his eyes, raised his head, facing the snowflakes in the sky, and tears fell on the snow along his face.

Everyone in the Shenyue Sect retreated into the sect, while Jiaoyang slowly knelt down and, under his gaze, placed a kiss on her little finger, and then slowly pressed it on his lips.

The man was shocked, his gentle eyes gradually turned to shock, and his body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe it: "You"

"Although I know you are in misery right now, I still don't want to let you go, okay?"

Jiaoyang looked at him with a smile on her face, her eyes were extremely lively and she blinked like a butterfly.

"In the remaining time, please have a vigorous love affair with me, Yuan Mingqi."

Human life is limited. If possible, I hope you can use your limited life to love me wildly.

No more regrets.

She felt extremely happy inside, and her pace of pushing him became easier.

Jiaoyang thought that Yi Fuling was a woman strong enough to live in the darkness.

How can people who have been living in darkness be afraid of darkness? She doesn't need light or anyone's rescue, she just wants to find the person who can walk side by side with her in the darkness.

It felt like she was happy from the bottom of her heart, and the man also smiled, his eyes gentle and affectionate: "But... I once promised you one thing, but in the end, I didn't do it."

"What?"

"I said that day that I would give you a better home." The man raised his head and looked at her.

"What's the matter? With you by my side, I feel at home everywhere."

Everyone looked at their backs, daring to be angry but afraid to speak.

Someone whispered: "It's lucky that the people of the Demon Sect have retreated this time. I don't know when it will be next time, but they will come back again."

"But I have a hunch that they won't come again." Bi Zhi said, her whole body trembling.

Chu Lianjue stared closely at the two people's retreating figures, biting his lips. In the end, he couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.

——This is the story of "The Demonic Witch" recorded in Jianghu.

This plane is finished, let’s write a story about a girl with multiple personalities who commits crime in the next plane.