On our wedding night, my husband changed!

It even didn't hesitate to say that it was in love with Fengying...

When the strange talk changed, Jiang Xinrui didn't react at all. The fire didn't decrease, but it didn't increase either. She just looked at the even more broken book on the table.

Of course, even if Jiang Xinrui didn't say anything, Guitan would know that he was looking at it.

"What else do you want? I told you that I love His Highness the Third Demon Realm. Please take me to the Demon Realm often. I want to take the opportunity to see him more. Isn't this okay?"

"I also promise not to snoop into your life or talk nonsense. Why don't you believe it? Besides, it's really an accident that I snoop around today..."

"What do you want me to do before I can believe it!"

In the book, Wei Wei's body, which can be seen clearly, has an outline. At the same time, it can also be seen clearly that this guy is not comfortable being threatened by the Nine Heavens Holy Fire. Moreover, the Nine Heavens Holy Fire is different from the ordinary fire.

It is not afraid of normal fire, but it is not afraid of this fire. It is scared to death. The light of the fire is already roasting it. It finally has a human shape, but it will be roasted away soon.

The tone of Jiang Xinrui's words was also pleading, completely devoid of the emotion of just watching the show. In its eyes, this is a man who can bend and stretch, and a few soft words can save his life, so just say it.

I used to feel embarrassed, but now I see that living is the most important thing.

It really has had enough time in this crappy book.

"If it's useless, don't say it anymore. I suddenly have a question. What do you think you are?"

"Listen to what you mean, you existed before. You were injured by someone and ended up in this book. I don't know how many years have passed now. Do you still remember the past? Do you have a name?"

Jiang Xinrui had no reaction to Guitan's begging for mercy. She asked in a low voice as if something suddenly occurred to her. It didn't matter whether Guitan would answer or not.

There was no urgent need to know, but the fire in his hand had not diminished at all. There was no more or less blue fire, baking the broken book in his hand all the time.

"What am I? You want to know? OK, I can tell you, but you have to put the fire away. Jiang Xinrui, don't go too far. I am different from you. I can condense the Nine Heavens Holy Fire with just a raise of my hand. Not everyone can Yes, not everyone can bear it. Maybe before I can finish my words, I will be tested to death by the light of your Nine Heavens Holy Fire. Then the little bit of vitality I attach to your heart will subconsciously cut you off. We can’t live with our hearts, this is no joke!”

At the end of the ghost story, some people died, and I hated myself for being so mean! He can't change this problem. Just because Jiang Xinrui is pressing down on him, he always wants to stand up!

In the end, it still doesn’t work!

Without the ability to resist, mainly due to Jiang Xinrui's aura of always planning to kill everyone and die together, Guitan is really timid.

Hearing this, Jiang Xinrui didn't say anything, but she did calm down a bit.

Guitan felt that the heat of the fire was much less intense, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he replied dryly: "My name is Ji Li!"

"The record of commemoration, the dawn of dawn, sounds good, right? When I turned into a human form, at the dawn of dawn, I named it after this."

When Ji Li said his name, he felt nostalgic. Although he now longed to turn into a human form and leave the confinement, he also wanted to leave and return to his original appearance.