Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 1670 If you leave me, what would I do

"Master Gui Jen is not that he can't learn what the dragons teach him, but in the place where Yang Qi gathers. As a ghost and god, he has stayed for too long. He will only become weaker and weaker. At present, whether it is his Both the soul and the body have reached a state of extreme exhaustion. He has been holding on, I think, he doesn't tell anyone, he doesn't want to trouble us..."

Lingki looked at the Ling Shiyin who was hanging on the cliff's dead branch not far away, and his face was pale. The dead branch broke with a click, and his body fell freely and fell toward the cliff abyss deeper.

"I ask you! What will happen to him if he stays in a place where Yang Qi gathers for too long?"

The hand of the heaven demon holding the pine branch faintly trembled, his eyes were like a bolt from the blue, he was completely unprepared.

"Think about it for yourself, if it's an ordinary lone spirit wild ghost, if the place where the yang energy gathers is too long, within a few days, the three spirits and seven spirits will slowly melt away, and gradually cease to exist until the last ray. The soul disappears, if it is a master of spiritual power who has such an excellent cultivation base as Master Guiju and enters the realm of heaven, then his soul will not be destroyed, but it will become weaker and weaker as the Yang Qi erodes, just at this speed. It will be much slower than ordinary ghosts, so he can persist for so long without being noticed by you."

After listening to the sly words, the heavenly demon remained silent and his expression was extremely ugly. Seeing Lingshiyin chasing the dragon from the cliff, the dragons did not save him. The heavenly demon couldn't help it anymore and suddenly turned into a huge giant. The black-gold patterned real dragon, soaring and flying, swooped down the cliff and quickly fell to the bottom of the cliff Ling Shiyin, and rescued people.

Because of her spiritual power was sealed, Ling Shiyin had **** wounds all over her face, except for the dragon dung on her face. Some were scratched by sharp stones and some were scratched by branches. In short, the demon of the day held him steady and steady. When he fell on the top of the cliff and looked carefully, the heartache of the heavenly devil was more than a little bit.

Not afraid of getting dirty, not disgusted, the rough palms brushed away the dragon dung on Ling Shiyin’s face little by little, and wiped off the traces for him with his sleeves, and noticed the pale and bloodless cheeks of the person in his arms, faintly glowing. Qinghui, holding Ling Shiyin, buckled the back of his head and pressed his heart to his heart. The demon said in anger, hoarse and cold, looked at the war dragons who were responsible for teaching Ling Shiyin, and ordered: "No practice today! "

"But your Highness, the Dragon King ordered us to..."

The black dragon looked at the heavenly demon in embarrassment, but stopped talking, but was interrupted by the heavenly demon.

"Let the father come to me and say! In short, I said that I won't practice today! He is unwell, and it's not too late to practice after he gets better."

When the words fell, the demon picked up Ling Shiyin and flew away.

Lingyu revealed half of his body from behind the big pine tree, and immediately turned and followed the demon to leave.

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Four days ago, the old wounds were just healed and new ones were added. After the dragon king's painful beating, the demon recovered. For fear that the spiritual world would hide in the simple cave where the dragon was not used to the life of the dragon, he cut down many trees by himself. Shiyin built a small wooden house "though small and complete with all internal organs". The wooden house is not exquisite, but it has attracted the onlookers of many dragons in the dragon clan. Because these dragons are so big, they have never seen a wooden house.

In the wooden house, there is a double bed by the window, covered with cotton and animal skins of unknown creatures, a boxy table, two chairs, and the floral vegetation everywhere in the house. Although simple, they are extremely Warm.

The demon held Ling Shiyin all the way back to the cabin, then put the person on the wooden chair, drew water, knelt on one knee, and wiped the feces on Ling Shiyin's hands, neck and cheeks with a coarse cloth.

"You really don't think I'm dirty..."

Ling Shiyin leaned weakly on the back of his chair, watching the man in front of him wipe his hands intently, his heart melted by the warmth of a warm flame.

"Heh! If you really dislike you, who did your clothes wash?" The demon sneered, and said with no good air, "Dog stuff, I have no reservations, I treat you wholeheartedly, tell you everything, don’t hide But what about you?"

In the depths of the eyes of the demon, there is a gentleness and deep affection that only flashes when he sees Ling Shiyin, but his face is serious and solemn.

"Me?" Ling Shiyin was stunned. Although his face was dirty, but with a smile, the warm sun slanted from the small wooden window shone on his cheeks, the beauty was breathtaking, "I also love it with my whole heart. Watching you, enjoying our days together in Dragon Valley, and being grateful to meet each other, living in the present, I didn’t hide anything from you..."

At this time, Linghui held her waist, knocked on the door, and walked in with her five-month pregnant belly, which was older than seven months.

The demon was not angry, because looking at Ling Shiyin, who was so beautiful and soft under the sun, he couldn't bear to be fierce.

Throwing the dirty cloth towel into the basin, he stood up suddenly, and at the same time, resisted the urge to hit the wooden table with a punch, because on that wooden table, there was a bunch of Ling Shiyin who picked it in Dragon Valley himself. Flowers for him.

"Although you are a ghost, you can't stay in a place with excessive yang energy for too long. Why don't you tell me about this."

The questioning eyes stared at Ling Shiyin's face.

"..." The smile froze in the corner of his mouth for an instant, and Ling Shi looked at the heavenly demon in surprise. For a while, he was speechless and did not know what to explain.

"If it weren't for Lingyu, what are you going to hold on alone?" The Tianma kept inhaling deeply, because he was grumpy and extremely irritable. He had to restrain his patience so as not to get angry with the spirit world and hurt him. , "I can't hold it anymore? If something happens, then make me worry? Make me worry?"

"I……"

Slowly, Ling Shiyin looked like a kid who did something wrong, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

"I got rid of the killing of the emperor because of whom, and turned my head back without hesitation!"

The demon didn't continue to account for Ling Shiyin, but suddenly asked Ling Shiyin coldly and seriously.

"It seems to be me..."

Ling Shiyin lowered his head and stirred his fingers.

"It seems to be gone!" The demon sneered coldly.

"it's me!"

"Very good! Then you tell me, if you have three long and two short, then what should I do, or if you leave me, what I will do!"

After hitting with the person in front of him, the demon had already tasted the feeling of angina.

Ling Shiyin can always let him care inadvertently, caress madly, or loves him heartily, wishing to give him all that he could grab for him and get what he got.

Ling Shiyin bit his lower lip, raised his eyes without shortage, and asked in a weak voice: "Look for another one?"

"Bastard thing! Answer again!" The demon raised his palm and almost couldn't help but patted the back of Ling Shiyin's head, but his hand still froze in the air, reluctant to fight.

"I don't know..." There was a soft and cold color between her eyebrows, and Ling Shiyin could always give people a vague sense of distance that was near and far away, beautiful, but unreal.

(End of this chapter)