The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

It was completely dark outside the Demon Palace.

He Qing stood above the clouds, with the ancient beast Bai Ze swallowing clouds and spitting mist beneath his feet.

He stared in front of him coldly, his voice was covered with frost, and through the dull air, it penetrated into the ears of everyone present: "I don't want to fight today, return Shushu to me, and I will retreat immediately. .”

Mo Dan curled his lips disdainfully: "If I don't let him go, what will your Highness do?"

"Kill you, thousands of times."

Mo Dan narrowed his eyes.

He was dressed in red and had a perverse look on his face.

"Ah."

He sneered.

The already stiff atmosphere instantly became tense.

I don't know who made the move first, and countless corpses fell from the clouds like birds and beasts.

Mo Dan looked coldly at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him. His red clothes were faintly wet with blood, but he couldn't see clearly.

The blood on the young man in green who stood opposite him with his hands behind his back looked even thicker, with almost nowhere to hide.

He casually wiped the wound on his face.

He twisted the bit of blood on his pale fingertips.

He suddenly laughed.

"Is the devil's punishment coming soon?" He Qing shook the bone fan in his hand mockingly, and the cold and sharp touch in his hand made his voice slightly harsh, "If I remember correctly, although the devil who has successfully ascended has supreme power, But you must not kill all the people in the world indiscriminately..."

He laughed oddly.

His handsome eyebrows turned gloomy: "Otherwise, heaven will impose heavy punishment."

Mo Dan's expression was unperturbed.

He was noncommittal.

The thick black clouds above the head were rolling like waves, and the golden light could be faintly seen among them.

Mo Dan stood on the cliff.

He clenched his palms unconsciously.

soon.

Divine punishment is coming.

He might die under the punishment of heaven, or he might survive with a lingering breath. Mo Dan closed his eyes slightly, and in his mind there was only Pan Shu wearing a red wedding dress, shyly calling him "husband".

Thunder thundered down.

He rushed towards Mo Dan like a dragon!

Mo Dan closed his palms slightly, and hundreds of demons in black clothes around him formed a wall of flesh, and were wiped out in ashes under the catastrophe.

He raised his eyebrows.

He Qing smiled faintly, "If you act like this, the punishment from heaven will only backfire more seriously."

Mo Dan seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.

Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed.

Under the black wind, a frail girl in plain clothes looked at him quietly, her broken hair stuck to her pale face, her expression was obscure and inexplicable, and her red lips pursed lightly.

"don't want……"

"do not come……"

Mo Dan's silver-white hair was messy, and he shook his head vigorously with an expression on his face. How could he still look calm and careless about human life just now?

"Shu Shu, don't come here...go, go to He Qing, he can protect you..."

Mo Dan almost squeezed out every word from his throat.

The sound was too broken to be pieced together.

Like completely broken jade.

It's like crackling snow.

"Mo Dan." She slightly curved her lower lip, "The life and death contract is still there..."

A finger-long nail lay quietly in her palm.

He Qing suddenly realized what she was going to do. His eyes widened suddenly and his voice was hoarse and sad: "No! Shushu doesn't want it!"

next moment.

Pan Shu lowered her eyes and glanced at the cold nails. Her voice was very soft, but He Qing and Mo Dan had very good ears and eyes. They could hear the girl's gentle voice clearly.

"Life and death contract, I die and you live." She raised her lips slightly, but her smile was far less bright than before, with a hint of bitterness, "Mo Dan, the moment I saw him in Hesu Town, it actually took all the energy in my life. …”

"It's a pity that you are not Su Tan."

She paused.

A white light flashed from Ban Shu's fingertips, and the life-and-death contract disappeared from between her eyebrows. A drop of bright red blood emerged from her forehead, like a crumbling cinnabar.

Dazzlingly beautiful.

The Heavenly Punishment centered on Pan Shu and wrapped her slender and weak shoulder blades.

His whole body was so bruised by heaven's punishment that his bones were visible.

"Womanly……"

Mo Dan's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he walked towards her regardless.

His red clothes were stained with blood.

But before he could get close, the power from the edge of the Heavenly Punishment pushed him away, and Mo Dan was severely knocked away.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Shu Shu... don't... don't do this to me..."

"I am Su Tan..."

"If you like it, I can be Su Tan for the rest of my life. I beg you, please don't do this to me..."

The devil's eyes were red and he wanted to hug his lover.

He Qing's throat was raw and he opened his mouth, but found in panic that he couldn't make any sound.

He knelt on the ground with vacant eyes.

A salty tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

She died on behalf of Mo Dan.

He Qing raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

Ha... It turns out that from the beginning to the end, she still loved Mo Dan... Even though she was deeply hurt by him, she was still willing to fight for him in this inevitable death...

It's ridiculous.

Who is he...

Sensing something, He Qing's dead eyebrows moved slightly stiffly.

The blood-stained green clothes were damp and messy.

The messy hair stuck to the blood-stained pale cheek.

He raised his eyes in shock.

A holy white light bloomed around the girl, wrapping her gently until the white light slowly dissipated.

The cold banished immortal in white hugged the bruised girl tightly.

The eye sockets were slightly red.

The fingertips were trembling horribly.

He pursed his pale lips.

He said softly: "I'm late, sorry."

Underneath his calm voice was a fragile sob.

The person who hurt her the most in the end.

Is it him?

The so-called ridiculous punishment from heaven.

——Who is punished?

Fuce begged in a humble voice, "I was wrong... Shushu, I promised not to hurt you a third time... I made a mistake. Can you open your eyes and scold me and hit me? It's okay to hate me..."

Tiandao thought of the love he had thrown away.

How could he not love her?

Fu Ce loves her.

Heaven loves her too...

What's ridiculous is that the omnipotent heaven cannot protect the one he loves most... He even killed her with his own hands...

Fuce staggered and turned around.

But when he saw Mo Dan looking quietly at the little girl who had lost her voice in his arms, he said hoarsely: "You can't take her away."

Even dead.

He will also die with her.

There was a strong morbid paranoia in the man's eyes.

Fu Ce raised his thin lips coldly, "She died for you."

Mo Dan's pupils trembled tightly, and he gritted his teeth, "So, give her back to me."

Fu Ce stood high above the clouds, his eyebrows impatient: "What a... annoying ant."

He waved his sleeves gently, and a crowd of people not far away died instantly.

Even Mo Dan was thrown to a pillar not far away, with blood all over his body and his breath disordered!

He Qing murmured, "The way of heaven..."

"Hahaha..." He laughed mockingly, but his peach blossom eyes were cold, "Can the ruthless Heaven fall in love with someone? Can the Heaven not keep her..."

He looked deeply at the girl almost hastily and desperately, trying to carve her into the depths of his soul.

A blue lightsaber appeared in his palm and stabbed his heart!

He Qing fell to the ground in shock.

He closed his eyes full of tears and regret.

——If he had known earlier that he would love her so much later.

What if... that's all.

Shushu, walk slower.

He Qing will catch up with you soon.

Be your puppy.

Be your shadow.