"I'll just say it." The witch looked at the old man opposite with expressionless face.

"You are not in a mental state right now, and the judgment you make is not based on rational considerations." The witch admitted that there was no concealment.

It sounds good to deceive a person who practices the God of Ninth St. to be a subordinate? But now she only has the eighth St. Ning Ling, and the gap with the other party is too big. This means that once something goes wrong, the backlash this incident brings to her is also terrible.

Zhu Yiping looked at the girl not far away, still in a daze. He opened his mouth and was about to say something.

"I know, you just planned to abandon everything and go to another world." The witch did not let him speak, perfectly showing what he wanted to express.

"This means you don't have much nostalgia for this world."

Zhu Yiping nodded and admitted her statement.

"But just like I said, not having much nostalgia does not mean that there is no nostalgia at all. You still have something you want to do, but you think there is no chance for that matter at all." The witch talked eroticly based on her own guess.

"The Goddess's Story." Zhu Yiping bowed.

"Because there are unfinished things and because unfinished things are difficult to complete, you want to both rebirth and continue to live."

"And what I just did is to save your life, so you want to treat me as [the sustenance for you to survive] in the name of repaying kindness, and continue to wait for the opportunity to complete that thing." The witch finished slowly, looked at Zhu Yiping, and said lightly: "Are you right?"

"What the goddess said is true." Zhu Yiping bent down and bowed to the witch:

"I hope the goddess will be pity for her and accept the old man."

The witch frowned slightly, sighed, and stroked her fingers, and took out a drop of blood from her wrist.

"I remind you one last time that I am not a savior goddess, but rather a demon."

Zhu Yiping straightened his back and looked at the girl quietly, his eyes flashing.

"If you have no regrets, you will express your wish and make a contract with me."

As he spoke, the black air swayed between the witch's fingers, and it was dotted on the drop of blood.

The black gas and blood blend into a very delicate butterfly-shaped mark of a work of art.

The butterfly has a pattern of black and red intertwined, and looks a strange beauty.

"Do you want to?" Zhu Yiping reached out to the butterfly mark with one hand and whispered.

He didn't know if this was the need for the contract ceremony or the girl himself.

But it seems that nothing is wrong.

At this moment, Zhu Yiping's eyes finally showed some anger. The next moment, the anger was infected with a little hatred.

He spoke casually: "I hope to see, no, don't see it. I want the life of the witch in the Jun family. I want Jun Liyin to die!"

When he said the last sentence, the fire of hatred in Zhu Yiping's eyes finally really burned. It was also at this moment that the little death aura that permeated his spiritual body quickly dissipated.

"Um!" The stretched out hand finally touched the butterfly-shaped mark, and followed by a painful groan.

The moment he touched the mark, he felt as if his heart was tightly held.

This was the first time he felt his heart so clearly.

It's clearly in its body, it's clearly beating...

Soon, he didn't have the time to think too much.

ah--

Zhu Yiping grew up and let out a silent howl.

A more severe pain came, and the heart seemed to be burned from the inside out by fire.

It took a full minute for a butterfly mark to finally appear in his heart and the pain disappeared.

Dong.

In a trance, he seemed to see his heart beat, and the mark on his chest also flashed with a slightly scarlet light.

The heart beats again, and the marks flash again.

The two seem to be completely connected, the heart beats regularly, and the marks flash.

"Now you know I'm a demon." The witch put her hands on her hips and looked at him with a smirk.

"Thank you, Goddess." Zhu Yiping let go of the palm that held his chest tightly and said sincerely.

"Tsk." The witch frowned, intending to find a way to change Zhu Yiping's name.

Suddenly, her eyes shrank slightly, and she was slanted in a certain direction.

"It's such a coincidence that I came here, the Fire Camel King."

In her senses, a camel with a flame-colored hair was walking in the distance without any haste.

According to Lin Nianci's design, as long as the nine demon kings are still in the dense forest, I can fully grasp their positions.

But the current situation is that this kind of induction distance cannot exceed two hundred miles. The Great Demon King's induction distance for me seems to be only one hundred miles.

Is Lin Nianci not explaining it clearly, or is there something wrong with the formation?

Lin Nianci seems to have lived a long time, and her arrangements should be fine.

So it turns out that just as my mother speculated, there was something wrong with this dense forest.

The witch raised her eyebrows and her thoughts drifted back not long ago.

"Of course, you don't have to think of the true immortal too much." Mo Lian said with a sweet smile.

"If a person who can achieve true immortals can create a method that goes against the heavens, he will keep his own mind in it. This mind, including the state of mind, includes the understanding of the Tao, also carries the personal experience of the creator himself."

"Some people describe some literary masterpieces: to read the book and know the person. And the profound methods created by practitioners also compose life in it."

"However, to be aware of the intention of the predecessors who remain in the skills, to resonate with this will, one must also have profound cultivation and extremely high understanding."

"In other words, most of the energy that constitutes this mental space comes from the younger generations who practice this skill. The intention left by the predecessors is only a role as an introduction."

"Even so, being able to keep your mind in the Dharma is powerful enough. This method is completely beyond my imagination now." The witch looked at Mo Lianqing without blinking, without concealing her admiring gaze.

Although she knew Mo Lianqing was popularizing knowledge, she also knew that she was humble.

But do you not have to praise others if you are modest?

Impossible! Women all need to coax them, and the same goes for powerful women.

"That's just that your strength is not strong enough. One day, you will definitely be able to create a method of meaning." Mo Lianqing touched the witch's head and smiled extremely happily.

"My mother, I might be proud of you saying this."

Mo Lianqing touched his hair. The witch first tightened her whole body, and then consciously forced herself to relax and replied with a cheerful smile.

"You can be completely proud." Mo Lianqing said as she rubbed the witch's face.

"You can see the meaning of the Dharma in the realm of elixir, and your understanding can also be ranked first among all the people I have seen."

"I said that to see the meaning of the Dharma, you need advanced cultivation and demonic understanding. Among these two, the latter is the latter. The function of the former is only to provide a cornerstone for building space."

"So people who can see the meaning of the Dharma by chance in the Great Realm are often very irresistible. It is not difficult for such people to grow into those with advanced cultivation."

Mo Lianqing said slowly.

"So your appearance really gave me a big surprise. I didn't expect that I would have such an excellent junior~" As he said that, Mo Lianqing hugged the witch and walked around for a few times.

"My mother, what are the circumstances you usually refer to when you are talking about?" the witch asked.

This is a true immortal in front of her. How could she miss such a good opportunity to supplement her knowledge?

"If it is the most common situation, well, you are hit by several illusions that [transformed into attacks to kill you directly] at the same time. With their impact, resonance, and disorder, you may come here!"

Several types, instant killing, illusion...

The witch's eyes condensed, and a name appeared in her heart.

King of Forest Moon!
Chapter completed!