Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 125 Mirror Yin
The Heart Demon Realm is the least ferocious place. Whenever the flowers are in full bloom and the clouds are lingering here, it is more like a fairyland than any other place in the Immortal Domain.

However, this place is as beautiful as it is beautiful, but it is a place that even some elder level masters don't want to touch.

It is better to enter the fantasy poisonous forest than to enter the magical realm.

This place is worthy of its name, as long as you enter, you will be immersed in the confusion and dreams in your heart, and then you will be left here forever, becoming a flower fertilizer.

There is something in everyone's heart that cannot be let go. No one dares to venture into it. Even the Phantom Poison Forest is only a tangible danger, but here is an invisible danger.

Dreamy petals floated by Mo Jiu's silver hair, the cold boy was out of place in this place.

Mo Jiu remembered the scene that the inexplicably appearing person with golden pupils let him see.

In the future... the fairyland will become a battlefield, the girl he loves is doomed to perish, and the fairyland will be reborn because of her death, and in that future, there will be no Mo Jiu who loves Ye Shurong deeply...

Just let me bear this fate for you, as long as you can keep smiling, it doesn't matter if I fall into the abyss.

The soft petals danced with the wind, reminding Mo Jiu of Ye Shurong when they first met, but she was not so weak, and he had personally experienced the sharpness of that knife.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu laughed nervously. The eyes locked on him, as if he was the only one in her eyes, made him a little inexplicably excited, even though her expression was not friendly.

"Mo Jiu!"

In the sea of ​​flowers, a girl in a white skirt was running towards him, her long chestnut hair was fluttering in the wind, and her gentle smile seemed to melt the ice.

Fluttering over like a butterfly, Mo Jiu froze in place.

"Mo Jiu, I'm here to find you." The girl's voice leaned against Mo Jiu with unreal tenderness.

Mo Jiu froze, instantly tensed up like a cheetah in crisis, with no expression on her face.

The girl's soft arms wrapped around his waist, and her head rested gently on his chest.

Seeing that Mo Jiu didn't move, a glint of success flashed in her wine-colored eyes. She looked up at that chiseled face, which was not outstanding among the immortals, but that cold temperament was particularly charming, and the indifferent gray Eyes, slightly pursed thin lips, it makes people's heart flutter... I want to keep him.

"In the future, we won't care about those things outside, and stay here together... shall we?"

The corner of Mo Jiu's mouth twitched into a slight smile, but it was hard to see whether it was joy or anything else. The cold and indifferent smile was even more amazing.

Just when she thought she was going to succeed, she felt a sharp pain, she lowered her head in disbelief, and the silver-haired boy's hand pierced her chest, dripping with blood, but the smile on her face has not dissipated.

He stroked the long chestnut hair of the girl in his arms, his movements were gentle, but his voice was cold without any trace of tenderness, "As long as you look like her, I can't do it."

"I hate the way other people stand up to her." But she didn't have half of her expression.

"Why... my illusion technique..." clearly projected the thing he was most unwilling to let go of.

Mo Jiu withdrew his hand, and the figure in front of him dissipated like a bubble. His thumb gently rubbed against his index finger. The bond between him and Ye Shurong cannot be transformed.

There is also that feeling of heart that allows him to see her for the first time in the vast crowd.

"You... are not ordinary people."

The shattered figure condensed again, but it was no longer Ye Shurong's appearance.

Light cherry-colored long hair, big blue eyes, small and delicate face, the clothes on her body seem to be transformed from petals, exquisite and exquisite.

She smiled slightly, and those flowers also swayed with joy, not caring at all about Mo Jiu's act of directly killing her once, and she introduced: "I am the guardian of the inner demon realm, Jing Yin."

Jing Yin's voice is soft and soft, her eyes are watery, her delicate face is slightly flushed, which makes her very cute.

But what was disappointing was that Mo Jiu looked at her as if she was looking at a dead object, and her gray eyes were like the gray sky in an extremely cold winter day.

　The guard confused Mo Jiu and was killed instead?What will happen to Lin Jin in Wujianya? (Author's psychology: let's be a bubbling reader... T﹏T)

　　
　
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