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The red-haired sword girl's fists became weaker and weaker, big teardrops hit Yaxiu's face, mixed with blood and slid down, as if painting him the color of sword girl.

"What kind of mood do you think I am in to be willing to take the initiative to share my lover!?"

She couldn't suppress her emotions at all, she cried like a pear blossom, and she exposed her weakness unreservedly: "I just know that I can't be happy, so I made you happy! I'm just stupid, I just don't want you to be sad! Why are you I just don’t understand—”

Yaxiu hugged Sonia into his arms and blocked her mouth, letting her full of grievances turn into pitiful whimpers.

From obedience to hostility, from hostility to craving, their relationship has undergone several huge changes in just a few minutes, but they themselves don't find it strange at all, as if this is their normal state.

Always restless, always tormenting each other.

The thin starlight in the room was surging and flowing, like the sound of a wild beast whispering from the depths of the darkness.

It is different from the tenderness of the wedding night, and the sweetness of Xiao Biesheng's newlyweds last night. They are not so much a pair of lovers, but two beasts fighting each other.

Whispering, growling, neighing, biting each other's softness, penetrating the souls of both parties, endlessly like enemies, exhausted like trapped animals.

As a climaxing song came to an abrupt end, Sonia relaxed her whole body and mind, her curled toes straightened, her arched waist lowered, her high neck became soft, and her messy red Sticky to the sweat, the skin was a soft pink.

Warm breaths intertwined with each other, panting sounds one after another, like two wild beasts recharging their energy in the intermission, and the rest is by no means a rest, but a more violent fight. At this moment, a belated apology broke the silence:

"sorry."

"Um."

"sorry."

"Hmm~"

"sorry."

Sonia finally couldn't bear it any longer, blushing and slapped him on the shoulder hard: "Can you back out first when you apologize!"

"No." Yaxiu said solemnly: "What if you run away again? We have to use a beauty trick to keep you."

Sonia curled her lips: "You are the only one who pays back the beauty trick..."

"Then don't wrap yourself around my waist so tightly..."

The two chatted for a long time with unnutritious love words, and suddenly they looked at each other with a **** and smiled, like a pair of foolish couples.

Yaxiu saw a drop of blood in the corner of Sonia's eye, it was his blood that she stained in the melee just now. Ya Xiu stretched out his hand, and the blood smeared along the corner of Sonia's eyes, turning into **** tears.

"If you have to sacrifice your happiness to move on, then I'd rather stay where I am." Ashura said softly, "At least in this way I can suffer with you."

"Fool."

"If you can't be happy together, let's suffer together. I won't leave you alone to become smart. It's also good to be a foolish couple who tortures each other." Yaxiu licked the blood from the corner of Sonia's eyes, "Continue to hate me as always , I will love you more as always, who made you want to be my thing?"

Sonia bit her lower lip lightly, and stared straight at Yaxiu, making Yaxiu feel a little trembling, and the atmosphere was as solemn as a mudslide before a storm.

Speaking of which, Death Maniac has a very serious tendency to violence. Seeing him, he would beat him up to feel comfortable. Could it be that he activated Sword Fairy's hidden switch this time, and now that she has replenished her energy, she wants to fight and fight at the same time?

At this moment, Sonia raised her hand suddenly, and Ashius shrank his head subconsciously, but Sonia just hooked his fingers, and the door opened in response to the sound, and the outside light penetrated into the room, and there were also panicked uninvited guests who came in together.

Asiu turned his head and saw the Witch and the others standing up in embarrassment.

Deya covered her eyes, but the slits between her fingers were bigger than her eyes, and said in a panic, "We didn't mean to eavesdrop—it's just that you haven't come back so we're a little worried—"

"Why are you still standing there?" Sonia's voice was a little hoarse, as if she was tired from shouting just now, "Take off your clothes and come up."

"ah?"

"What?" Sonia pressed Ash under the ground, turned her head and squinted at them, and said lazily, "Aren't you happy?"

"Of course not!" Weiser said immediately, "Ashura likes to wear clothes!"

Sonia looked down at Yaxiu, and Yaxiu's eyes drifted away—it was completely impossible to refute, even Sonia was still wearing knee socks at this time.

"Sword Girl," Yaxiu took a deep breath, "Even if you insist, I won't let you torture yourself like this—"

"I'm not lying."

Sonia leaned into his ear and said, "I've been traveling with you for more than half a year, and my bottom line has been broken by you. At least... I don't hate being with witches."

"I can listen to you," she said, "but the premise is that you have to make me your thing, and you have to prove to me that no matter how much you favor me, the team will not fall apart."

Yaxiu was stunned: "How do I prove—"

At this time, there was a creaking sound from the bed frame, and it was the witch who came up. The brand-new bed frame that no one has used an hour ago is almost exhausted now. It seems to realize that it will face a more severe challenge. will care about it.

Ashura's voice stopped abruptly, he vaguely guessed something.

"It's very simple," Sonia said briskly: "Since you can't make everyone fair, then you make everyone feel that they are favored."

"Just like making me yours, make them yours." She whispered in his ear almost like a curse: "Not only will I not help you, but I will also be your most difficult enemy."

"You can help him whatever you want," she glanced at the witch and the others, "Anyway, it's not me who is unhappy."

"Don't let me regain my senses for a second, don't let me pity myself for a second, don't let me feel that I need to help you for a second, if you can't turn me into a silly girl addicted to happiness... then don't blame me for becoming Imprison your bad woman."

"Since you insist on making everyone happy, then you can try to create a miracle." Sonia gritted her teeth and said, "Either conquer us, or be conquered by us, there is no third possibility!"

Yaxiu breathed shallowly and quickly, his veins seemed to flow like lava, and his blood was boiling. But before he could say anything, the creaking sound of the bed frame drowned out his rationality, and all words were reduced to a muffled grunt.

"Don't be in such a hurry!" Although she said this, the witch's face was flushed and her voice was excited, and there was no one in the room who was more anxious than her: "That is to say, until we are satisfied, Ashura is not allowed to leave this room? We Can you do whatever you want? Is there any size limit!"

"Boring," Vichy said coldly, "You are really the worst **** master I have ever seen, the worst supreme, wasting precious time all day long on such trivial emotional matters."

Weiser was speechless: "Since you say that, Vixi, don't take it off—you **** actually ran away!"

"Huh? Is this the beginning?"

"...Axiu, you can really handle it..."

…

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Seven days later.

At this time, the four phase heavens that had been closed to the outside world opened their doors wide open, and the angels in all the heavens were watching the colorful sword ladder extending from the end of heaven.

Some disdain, some yearn for, some envy, some admire, but no matter what mood they are in, no one dares to look away.

They are about to see the moment when the fate of the world will be decided, but unfortunately, not to mention themselves, even the lords they follow are just insignificant supporting roles on this stage.

On the unpredictable stage, the lights will always focus on the two supreme protagonists. This is why they are so afraid and so looking forward to it—when the drama comes to an end, there will only be one protagonist left on the stage.

Is it the brightest star in the old days?

Or is it the most stunning beauty in the new era?

Or...they are supporting roles waiting in the wings?

despair.

As the Seven Wings Supreme stepped on the colorful sword ladder, the Seven Heavens moved for it.

Fantastic Music Master: "Play music."

Omniscient Weaver: "Dance."

Blood Moon Pole Master: "Paint."

Master Wujianyuan: "Fire the cannon."

Ah Xiu remembered that when Fan Xing stepped into the supreme realm of the magician world, the Seven Heavens also celebrated in the same way, and the elegy played by the Angel of the Void Realm was brilliant. He vaguely understands the thoughts of the gods: Even if we are hostile to each other, the supremacy of magic is the victory of the civilization of sorcerers. If the virtual world does not celebrate, then we, the sorcerers, will celebrate the birth of supremacy of sorcery!

Of course ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There must be some intentions to flatter and confuse them. Seraphs who can control heaven can ooze cunning pus from every pore. If they can deceive the enemy in exchange for development time, they will be called Dad doesn't have any psychological pressure, let alone just congratulate a powerful enemy whose strength is far superior to his own?

Yaxiu looked back at the Kingdom of the End. At this time, the Kingdom of Heaven was quite different from seven days ago. The ecosphere had begun to take shape. The eight secret worlds barely reached an agreement to fully meet their needs within the limits of the Kingdom of Heaven. Coexist harmoniously with other secret realms.

Jian Ji and the others don't look very good, resentment, depression, worry, self-blame... But these negative emotions can't hide their radiant appearance at all. If they were still immature five-winged angels before, now they have more or less grown into capable The six-winged God Lord who is alone.

Yaxiu retracted his gaze, and took one step at a time, just like Fan Xing stepped on the seventh floor of the Void Realm.

It took him more than half a year to finally catch up with the stars.

The highest level of art, Ash? Heath, step into the seventh floor of the Void Realm!