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Chapter 1959, Jiang Ruoyun’s situation(2/2)

Jun Ziya said meaningfully: "The three-year opening date of the secret realm managed by the Holy Realm is coming soon. If we can't deal with that kid outside, we will go to deal with him in the secret realm. We can also use that secret realm

, hide from my good brother’s sharp edge.”

Yanque said in shock: "But that secret realm requires a real-name identity to allow entry. Now that the man named Lu has many enemies, will he be stupid enough to break into that secret realm and die?"

"He will go!" Jun Ziya smiled slyly and said coldly: "If he doesn't go, we will threaten the life of her beloved and invite him to go!"



At the same moment when the two were conspiring.

In a secret training room where Love Tomb belongs.

Jiang Ruoyun sat cross-legged, her practice interrupted, and she leaned on the ground weakly, her pretty face dripping with sweat.

With the relief of the breath, a shocking demonic nature suddenly surged into the air;

On Jiang Ruoyun's pretty face full of lust, bloody and ferocious lines suddenly appeared, like a blooming blood lotus, gradually eroding all over her face.

‘I still can’t suppress it!’

A flash of despair flashed in Jiang Ruoyun's eyes, and he suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood, his expression became serious again, and he entered the cultivation state again.

'If it doesn't work once, then ten times!'

'If ten times doesn't work, just a hundred times!'

Jiang Ruoyun clenched her teeth and persisted. Whenever she thought about the out-of-control demonic nature after letting go, she was frightened. No matter what, she did not want to be infiltrated by the demonic nature and become a complete monster.

Although now, in the eyes of outsiders, she already looks like a monster.

Jiang Ruoyun looked at his fingernails from the corner of his eye. They were no longer as white as ordinary people, but were stained with blood-red color, showing a hint of coquettishness;

I couldn't help but feel helpless and bitter in my heart.

'If the day comes when I completely lose control and cannot be suppressed...'

'We must not involve Qing Tomb, mother, Sister Hong and the others...'

Jiang Ruoyun glanced at the dagger placed behind him and prepared for the worst.

only……

'I really want to see Brother Feng again before I die...'
Chapter completed!
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