Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

In the system space, Shi Qingyi: "..."

The system that was forced to shut down struggled to figure out what was going on outside, and was slapped back by Shi Qingyue.

In the Yan Mo Palace, the long-light that has been ignited for thousands of years with the flesh and blood of the sharks, the shaking was gentle at the beginning, and the words of love were gently spoken in the ears of those who were already cold.

"Why don't you wake up? Why don't you wake up and look at me?"

The swaying lips pressed against the broken heart of the medical immortal, and his tone seemed to be a little coquettish complaint. If you ignore what she is doing, just listen to the voice as if you have suffered some great grievance.

Shi Qing's mouth twitched.

At first, it was a gentle and gentle tone, but the people sleeping in the ice coffin had never responded. The devil became anxious again, pacing back and forth along the ice coffin, threatening her teeth with gritted teeth in her ears.

"Why are you still not awake, so you don't want to see me?! Then who do you want to see?!"

I didn't know where I wanted to turn off, and suddenly pinched Shi Qingyue's neck, his voice sounded like thunderous fury, and the entire Demon Venerable was shrouded in a terrifying pressure when it shook.

Everyone shivered under her feet, but no matter how strong the power was, it would have no effect on the people who fell asleep in front of them.

"What? Do you want that leopard to come over and wake you up?!"

After speaking, his face changed drastically, and it seemed so gloomy that there was a rainstorm about to fall, and after a long while, he tried his best to suppress the crazy hatred.

"Qingyue, if you don't wake up, I will let everyone in, so that all of them can see what you are now. Do you really want a person like you to see you so unbearable?"

However, no matter how she coaxed, softly spoken or madly threatened, the man just lay quietly in the ice coffin without a trace of response.

The ice coffin that has been tempered for thousands of years is braving a bit of cold air, and Yan Mogong draws the purest spiritual energy from the world and continuously transports it, and can only keep her body from decay.

In the end, the fierce dragon seemed to be tired. After smashing everything around, he turned over and lay in the ice coffin and lay beside her softly begging to coax her.

"Qingyue, will you wake up? As long as you open your eyes, I won't care about anything. If you lie to me, I won't care about it. If you dig my heart, I won't care about it, okay?"

The sharp teeth of the Mozu pierced into the shoulders of the cold body, leaving a neat row of teeth marks, and she was undoubtedly tired now. With the white shoulders of the medical immortal, her two slender legs turned into a dark dragon. tail.

"I am the Demon Venerable now, and I don’t need to be sent out by him to fight anymore. I can always stay with you, Qingyue, why are you still irritating? Look, you dig my heart, I’m just I want to dig it back. You are so to me and I haven't hated you yet. How can you hate me first?"

No one answered her, there was only her answer in the huge palace.

The Demon Venerable who had nearly smashed the entire Yan Mo Palace into ruins just now began to feel wronged again, and the pitiful dragon's tail curled around the medical immortal's waist.

The ice coffin is rare in the ten thousand years of cold ice age. The ice coffin is not big. The two people lying in it are obviously a little squeezed.

"The tail is cold, I want to be warm."

The voice was aggrieved too, without waiting for the consent of others, the tail had already sneaked into the white skirt, tightly wrapped around the slender waist.

This is a sign for joy. In the past, Shi Qingyue always spoiled her when they were still bored. As long as she said that her tail was cold, she could successfully invade her dress, and then she was good.

"You are so cold, can I warm you up too?" He hugged her tightly as if he was holding a treasure.

"Qingyi, look, my tail is hurt, it hurts so badly, it hurts, will you wake up and give me medicine?"

There was still no sound, the Demon Venerable waited in her heart with anticipation all night, the longer the time passed, the more ugly her face was, and at a certain moment she suddenly sat up from the ice coffin.

Qingyan's tough eyebrows were dyed scarlet little by little, and when she raised her hand, she overturned the lid of the ice coffin.

"Shi Qingyue, you don't want to make an inch!"

Hard as ice for thousands of years, it was immediately broken into countless pieces under the wrath of Demon Lord's Thunder.

"It's you who are sorry for me! Why, why do you want me to surrender, and you still want to play tricks on me like this! Why!"

The hand holding on to the ice coffin kept trembling. At that moment, she wished to lift the entire ice coffin, but when she was worried that the person was still in the ice coffin, she held it back, and the joints were so hard that she became pale and anxious. The corners of his eyes were covered with blood.

The devilish energy swayed, and the broken coffin lid instantly turned into powder.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The natural and beautiful faces of the Dragon Race are twisted in one place, exuding a kind of weird hatred of wanting to eat their flesh.

"Shi Qingyue, don't you want to wake up by yourself? That deity will go to Jiuyou to confine your soul, so that you will suffer all the torture, life is better than death!"

After saying that, waving his hand and leaving, the figure suddenly dissipated in midair, leaving only a strange black mist. At the same time, it seemed as if she ran away while she was away, and the entire Yan Mo Palace was surrounded by a powerful devilish energy.

The system just ran out of the main **** space, and was frightened by the terrifying coercion. It was not until the devil was silent for a while after the devil left, and then weakly said: "...Is she angry?"

After all, after serving the soft for so long, and the gentle coaxing for so long, I didn't expect it to be exposed in the end.

Or, she was deceiving.

"No," someone in the main **** space opened his eyes lightly, with a trace of speechlessness: "She's just crazy."

"..."

The system tooth hurts a little again: "Actually, I would rather her be angry."

After all, how can you fix it if you are crazy!

"Host, now the blackening value is 100%, it seems that our plan to eliminate the blackening value with our lives has failed."

Obviously, when I took her to visit the lantern, although it was still highly black, at least one or two points were slowly reduced. How can I break the watch directly now?

The person who had been calm finally closed his eyes speechlessly: "How long will I be able to go back?"

The system checked the energy and began to calculate it carefully, and it took a long time to come to the conclusion: "It's still a little bit. It will take about ten days and a half for you to condense out of your body again."

"Host, do you want to go back to the original body or make a new one? It takes a long time to make it, but you will be caught on the spot if you go straight back."

Shi Qingyue, who worked hard to repair, said: "...It's like pinching a body again and you won't be caught."

Her body is remote vanilla. If the soul is complete, it is not a big problem to find a fairy grass with a good root of wisdom and uncivilized aptitude, and supplement it with various elixir to condense the human form.

The system suddenly screamed: "It's not good! It's not good! Overlord! The villain sent her to overthrow the Jiuyou of Jiuyou!"

Within the five elements of the three realms, Jiuyou is divided into six paths, which is the inevitable way for soul reincarnation. At this time, Jiuyou, who has been lonely, has also ushered in the first catastrophe in thousands of years.

A strong devilish energy swept through the entire underworld, Wangchuanhe was soaked and churned by the devilish energy, a dark shadow slowly stepped onto the Naihe Bridge step by step, and the surrounding ghosts screamed and escaped.

However, on the bridge, Po Meng looked at the woman with disheveled hair and red eyes in amazement, her hand holding the soup bowl was slightly stagnant.

"The underworld is the place where the dead are. Why do the living come here?"

The woman's ink hair is like a waterfall, standing barefoot on Wangchuan, among the flowers on the other shore, with a faint sense of strangeness in her eyebrows, deceptive and sharp as a knife.

The other side flower twisted by pale fingertips was twisted into fragments by the powerful magic energy, and slowly drifted away with the wind.

"The deity came to find someone's soul--"

Later, this battle has always been the shame of the Jiuyou Difu. The last true dragon between heaven and earth is so powerful. However, the bridge was destroyed, the Forgotten River was inverted, and the flowers on the other bank withered. Hades can only bear the pain and personally offer the past souls one by one.

There is no name of that person.

In the entire Jiuyou Jiufu, tens of millions of people have been registered for thousands of years, but there is no such person.

Molong's complexion had been calm, and finally there was a crack. She was almost holding the volume of the booklet and rummaged word by word, not willing to misread every word, but there was nothing! There is never the name that I am thinking of.

"How could it not! How could it not! Where did her soul go?! Where is she?!"

Po Meng crouched and looked at the thin roll of Yin and Yang with heartache, for fear that Demon Lord would tear it to pieces if he missed it.

After hesitating for a while, he finally bit the bullet and tried to explain: "My lord, some demons have no souls, or their souls are scattered..."

Soul flies away.

"Impossible!" Before she finished speaking, Demon Venerable had already stopped drinking. The hand she looked at was trembling, and the devilish energy became more and more turbulent, almost swallowing the entire underworld.

She deceived herself and gritted her teeth: "She just doesn't want to see me..."

It was as if at a certain moment suddenly a bright light suddenly appeared, and the eyes were fierce and gloomy.

The voice has not fallen, and it has turned into a black smoke and dissipated in the same place, heading straight to the demon world.

This **** of plague left, and the underground mansion was silent for a while, and for a long time, no one dared to gasp loudly.

I don't know who asked softly: "...really, are there immortals but no souls?"

The medical immortal is a half immortal, a demon may have no soul, but if it is an immortal, how can there be no soul.

"Yes, yes," Po Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and her trembling voice was a bit desolate. "You forget, the life span of the immortal is not endless..."

——

The person in the ice coffin was the same as she was when she left. The brows and eyes are lively, but without the slightest vitality. The demon lord who has always looked awkward laughed at this moment, and she rubbed the deceased's eyes, jaw and nose little by little. And lip corners.

"Why did I forget? You are not unconcerned, you still have, Fusaishan."

Mozun resolutely rushed to the Floating Mountain with the ice coffin.

Her breath has been so tyrannical that countless creatures can't breathe just by appearing. The devilish energy spread from the foot of the mountain, but in a moment, it swept the entire mountain.

Fushi Mountain is an ancient fairy mountain, which has never been invaded by demonic energy, but at this moment, all barriers are easily broken in front of the new Demon Venerable.

The spirits all over the mountain absorbing pure spiritual power for cultivation are trembling, the devilish energy has invaded the fairy mountain, and if this continues, tens of thousands of creatures in the entire fairy mountain can only fall into the magic way.

A flash of lightning-like white rushed out of the fairy mountain, coughing and snarling, the leopard's ears were all erected, and he snarled at the reckless demon, his eyes were flushed.

Demon Zun embraces a woman in white clothes with eyes closed, embraces her back and waist, and kisses her playfully.

——That is Qingyue's body!

Before Leopard even rushed over, she was firmly stuck in her jaw by a vast magical energy, which made her immobile like a rope lock.

The overbearing demonic energy invaded the entire floating analysis mountain, and suddenly stopped when he reached a certain place.

Mozun shook his eyes and his eyes were stagnant. After a long time, he slowly smiled.

The seat accumulated by the bones was covered with a thick layer of blood. The Demon Lord took the person out of the ice coffin and placed it in his arms, with a cold voice in her ears and a sad and sullen smile: "It turns out , You took my heart and put it in the mountains."

It seems to be laughing at myself, and it seems to be laughing at others.

No wonder, no wonder she can't wake up, no wonder why there is only one left with two hearts.

"Why? So you want to save this leopard?"

She smiled gloomily, but gently jokingly: "If you don't wake up anymore, I will kill her in front of you!"

After a pause, he seemed to smile innocently: "The kind that can be cut with thousands of knives."

"Presumptuous! Demon Lord swayed, you just need to be arrogant in the Demon Race, how can you come to my immortal realm to be wild!"

A stern shout came from far away, and the golden wings spread out to cover half of the sky, so dazzling like a blazing sun, it was unsightly.

The devil held the cold back of the man's neck, letting her lean comfortably in her arms, treating her like a living, rubbing her cold skin and flesh, trying to make her feel a little bit warm, and I heard annoyed anger. Looking back, I suddenly laughed when I saw what it was.

"It turns out to be a phoenix in the heavens. I have always heard that the blood of the phoenix has the effect of life and death, flesh and bones, and I don't know if it is true..."

"My deity, I really want to try whether the legend is true or not..."

system:"!!"

"That's the heroine!!"