Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 118
The jade slip was suspended in the air, with a bit of provocation, Ye Shurong wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to grab it again.

"Small creature, although I don't know how you got here, but you want to control me..." An old voice came from the jade slip, "With the power of space and destiny, it is impossible to open the secret realm of the saints." Yes, unless that person...how is it possible!!!"

The words stopped suddenly, and the tone was full of disbelief. If it had eyes, it must be staring round.

Ye Shurong also couldn't believe it, she managed to grab the jade slip, more precisely, the red thread stretched out from her index finger gently wrapped around one corner of the jade slip, but it couldn't move.

In the strange scene, in the strange silence, in the depths of Ye Shurong's wine-colored eyes, a figure appeared, like the person she knew, but very different.

His silver hair reached the ground, he was as handsome as a banished fairy but with cold and heartless eyes, Ye Shurong couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel the indifference that made everything in the world invisible.

"Did you see anyone?" The figure disappeared, Ye Shurong felt a little palpitated, and asked about the proud jade slip.

"Who? Don't scare me... I just felt the breath of that existence!"

Ye Shurong watched Yu Jian struggling hard, as if seeing a ghost, without any weird atmosphere.

Its domineering pretense just now...

"Little girl, quickly put away your thread, and I will go with you."

Ye Shurong bent her index finger, and the jade slip was instantly thrown into the air, and the red thread did not show any sign of loosening.

"Oh...my old waist! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!!!"

"I don't know how to..."

Ye Shurong was telling the truth, except that she knew that this red line could be used to sense Mo Jiu's position, she knew nothing about it.

"You don't know how to take your own things! How could that adult fall in love with such a stupid little girl!"

She is willing to sign a covenant with one heart, that kind of existence that holds the most terrifying and taboo power... should be ruthless by nature.

"Tsk tsk...it's just a little doll with no hair yet."

Ye Shurong understood these words, her forehead slid across the black line, and then she turned around and left.

The jade slip was pulled by the red thread, dangling at the fingertips, and the only thing in the silent space was the babbling and ecstasy of that guy...

And the silver-haired boy in the distance stared at the slender fingers as if feeling something in his heart.

Just now, I seemed to see the girl I had been thinking about day and night, and the feeling of her fingers being entangled by the red thread was still vaguely lingering. I guess I will never see her with such a gentle and careful look...

He stood up, blood seeped from his clothes in an instant, whether it was pain or death, as long as it was bestowed by her, he would be happy with it.

It's just...he absolutely couldn't accept that she no longer had herself in her eyes, as if she was a stranger.

Moreover, there are many people in the fairy clan who are more suitable to stand beside her than me. They are the same kind, and I am just a monster, a higher...monster.

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Jiu's heart ached like a tear, something was suppressed, and some crazy thoughts were growing...

……

"Xiao Rong!" Lin Jin finally released the restraint, and seeing the disappearing door reappear, Ye Shurong walked out.

"Wow, this old man is about to be strangled to death!"

"This is...?" Lin Jin obviously noticed the jade slip and kept howling, so it was strange if he didn't notice it.

Ye Shurong suddenly found that after walking out of the void, the red thread disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

The jade slip was rolling in the air, as if it had experienced some painful torture.

"You little dolls, you really don't know how to respect your seniors. Can I play with it at will? Fortunately, the old man has profound spiritual power..."

　Who is the figure that Xiaorong saw?Mo Jiu, is this the rhythm of blackening?Please continue to pay attention to the following~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)