The family suffered a tragic disaster, and he was imprisoned in the pavilion. Although he was sitting next to Xie Yu, he was not the mistress of the family. Not only did he have no name, he also had to watch him choose a concubine.

In full view of everyone, it is undoubtedly a huge shame.

Many years ago, the cultivation world seemed to be very popular in the literature of abusive love and unreasonable domineering, and you can see from Jiang Si one thing.

Ning Ning really didn't understand what Miss Zhou was thinking. If it were her, she might have fought against Xie Yu long ago. At worst, she would have died with her braid, which would be considered a sacrifice for justice.

It’s impossible to really be like the clichéd script, after being humiliated, she still loves the scumbag after being humiliated. Finally, when she ends up depressed, Xie Yu finally woke up and felt in pain.

——Although Zhou Yimei lost her family and life, he also lost the most precious love in her life. This is undoubtedly the most profound punishment, enough to make up for all the harm she suffered before.

That's weird.

Anyone who has a little self-esteem and self-love and a little sense of responsibility for his dead family will only want to tear this bastard out of the body. Where did the romantic and romantic talk about love come from? In the final analysis, it only touched himself and others would not appreciate it at all.

When Ningning thought of this, she couldn't help but sigh with regret.

That being said, based on the causes and consequences, Zhou Yimei is likely to die.

In this Chongling Ridge, Xie is the only one who can create the Futu realm.

If he had any obsessions, he would probably only face his feelings after Miss Zhou passed away, and was sealed into the Demon Refining Tower and fell into autism.

This plot is like the instant noodles I bought without seasoning bags, making people speechless.

--wrong.

Ningning suddenly had a thump in her eyebrows.

Since Chongling was destroyed by a wildfire and no one survived, the Demon Lord Xie Yu was no longer visible. Who was the person who sent him into the demon refining tower? Where did that wildfire start and who was born?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. When she looked at the master's seat, she found that there was a strange woman in the mistress next to Xie Yu.

The woman's small family is beautiful, bright eyes and white teeth. Compared with the depressed Zhou Yimei, she seemed to have entered the world from death. She was now raising her right hand with a smile and feeding pastries into Xie Jue's mouth.

OK, it’s worthy of being abusive love, and it did not disappoint her and Bai Ye. The vicious female supporting actress is here.

Iron triangles are the most stable shape after all.

Ning Ning had a very bad impression of Xie Yu, and thought very badly that the two men's postures were like feeding monkeys in the zoo, or in front of all the tourists around.

There were more and more onlookers waiting around. She turned her gaze away from the faces of the three of them, and then she realized that Pei Ji had moved behind her at some point, silently blocking the surging crowd for her.

He has always been taciturn, and since he heard about Xie Yu's deeds, he hasn't said a word for a long time.

Ningning only knew that Pei Ji had awkward personality and could not guess what he thought, nor did he know how to comfort him at this time.

If she talked too much, she would be rude, so she only poked Pei Ji's arm and asked softly: "How are you?"

He let out a low "Yeah" from his chest, and the exhaled heat landed on top of her head, circling slowly.

Ningning pursed her lips and stretched out her right hand to hold his cuffs.

This is a posture that represents acceptance and comfort. Pei Ji moved his palm slightly, as if he wanted to hold her wrist.

However, this movement soon stopped in the air. The boy's right hand was hidden in his sleeve. He hesitated for a while and finally took it back.

He remembered what his mother shouted hysterically: "What are you like him?"

Pei Ji raised his dark pupils and looked at the handsome young man on the ring.

The bloodthirsty and violence of the demon clan are in line with each other.

If he had such dirty blood... then what was he?

At this moment, a soft warmth suddenly appeared in my palm.

Ningning stood in front of him, standing with her back facing her, Pei Ji couldn't see her expression.

The only thing he knew was that she probably saw his giving up and hesitation, and raised her fingers that were originally holding the cuffs and held them in his palm.

First, a soft and boneless knuckle was slowly pressed down, and then the entire skin was fitted down.

It is like water, with a hint of cool air, and there is no real feeling.

She was obviously the one who took the initiative, but because her palm was too small, when she completely stuck it, she seemed to be trapped under Pei Ji's shackles.

He thought at a loss, would Ningning and others do such actions?

When she was having a smile with He Zhizhou, and when she was having a smile with Meng Jue, she was asked for the address of the messaging by the disciples of other sects with red faces.

Even if he only saw such a scene, he would feel irritated.

I don't want her to get too close to other men.

I don't want her to... touch the hands of others other than him.

The chaotic thoughts in my heart are like vines growing wildly, with long eyelashes drooping, covering the dark and thick clouds surging in my eyes.

Pei Ji let her hold her right hand and slowly took a step forward.

The two of them got very close. When he stepped forward, they almost hugged Ningning in their arms, only a very small distance between them.

The girl was stunned for a moment and did not avoid it. When she looked up at him, the fragrance of flowers came from her hair.

"Feel sorry."

Pei Ji's face remained unchanged and his voice was faint: "The back is too crowded."

The implication is that this action is not his original intention.

The crowd is a good excuse.

Ningning showed a clear expression of "I know". At the same time, the sounds on and off the stage were noisy, and someone shouted: "It's starting!"

She also smiled and yelled: "Pei Ji, it's beginning."

*

Most of the girls who come here are not out of their original wishes. After all, if you ask yourself, no one will want to be by the moody and passionate demon tyrant.

What's more, Miss Zhou is clearly placed there as a lesson from the past.

But they had to come, Xie Wu gave the order, and if there was any disobedience, the whole family would die.

The demon clan was not popular, and he acted so crazy, which naturally aroused the rebellious mentality of many girls.

The scene of the concubine selection was covered with clouds. Those who pretended to be ugly and were perfunctory. Those who didn't know thought it was the funeral home brigade gathered here to cry.

Another beautiful sister who was like a mollusk ended up dancing after dancing. Xie Yu was so angry that he was so angry that he jumped on the chair: "Everything is serious! The next one cannot satisfy people, don't blame me for being polite!"

Ning Ning whispered to Pei Ji: "The next one just hits the gun, which is probably a bit difficult."

As soon as she finished speaking, her expression calmed down and she stayed there.

On the silent arena, a golden light suddenly appeared.

A figure that soared in the air came, and the extremely striking round bald head exuded a goose-yellow luster, rotating in the air and then rotating. The robe was flying, and golden light overflowed, like a beautiful egg just out of the bath.

Ningning just wanted to applaud. Master Yonggui made the appearance of Dunhuang flying, and the next performance would definitely not disappoint people.

Dedicated, so dedicated.

His eyes were facing Xie Yuyaoyaoyao, and he was still tempted to speak, and his passion was more ruthless than ruthless, forcing the latter to vomit out a bite of pastry. He rolled his eyes and coughed, and said in a hoarse voice: "What's this?"

"The little monk returns forever, and I wish to offer a song to the Demon Lord."

Yonggui folded his hands together, raised his lips and smiled, "Please don't be disgusted by the Demon Lord."

Xie Yu's mouth twitched obviously: "Okay."

Ning Ning's face changed slightly from the audience.

With the habit of Master Yonggui, what else can the "music" he mentioned?

However, it was too late to stop it.

But when Yonggui frowned intently, he let out a low roar from his throat, and then spoke tenderly.

"Ommani Pame Hum, Ommani Pame Hum."

"From the beginning to now, Xie Yu is the brightest star in my heart. Om Mani Pame Hum, the pretty face of the Demon Lord is so graceful, Om Mani Pame Hum, your status is always the most important-yo! Om Mani, I only care about you, when will you understand!"

Ning Ning was stunned.

Beyond the current ten versions of music understanding, what a genius this is to create the Buddhist version of the Great Ming Mantra of Electronic Music! A ghost has been picked up in the cultivation world!

Everyone in the audience was also stunned.

The monk looked crazy, his mouth was crackling like he was caught in evil. At the moment of thinking, his eyebrows and eyes gradually became ferocious, and white foam and firelight flew together in his mouth.

That's right, the fire.

——Help, it’s so scary! He was chanting in a crooked manner, and his mouth was sparking! How could it be like this!

Yonggui's speech was getting faster and faster, so fast that his lips rubbed and made fire. The sparks of sparks hooked up in the air, condensing into a small heart of love, just in front of Xie Yue.

The picture has so many mouthless slots, Ning Ning was stunned and couldn't even think of a word.

Don’t ask, ask is a high-level Buddhist disciple who is not bound by worldly laws.

The fire connected with the white smoke, blurring all the other scenery. In the hazy white fog, you can only see two lip-flying mouths, like two leaping fishes coming to the shore, blooming the most simple beauty at the end of your life.

The song ended, and there was no sound around.
To be continued...