Help! The ascetic and cold senior brother is actually a fallen demon villain

The roar of the explosion, filled with divine power, alarmed the anxious people who were waiting outside.

He frowned, and as soon as he took half a step, Hong Yuan stepped forward to stop him, even more worried than him, "Your Majesty, stay here! This is the self-destruction of the old god's soul. The situation inside is unknown, so we can't go!"

Hei Ming frowned slightly, the scabbard of the Frostwater Sword pressed against her neck, and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the way."

Hong Yuan's life was given by him. If he wanted to take it back, she would give it to him without moving an inch.

"Sir, please believe Miss Bai. She practices five talismans and is not a hothouse flower. The reason why she hasn't come out is probably because she hasn't finished what she has done. Just wait."

"..." The man in white hesitated for a moment. He was worried about Bai Qiao, and poured his spiritual power into his natal sword. When he was about to take action, a shadow appeared in his sight.

Hongyuan noticed her superior's expression and looked back.

The man was wearing a thin plain skirt, his dark red eyes were vacant and lifeless, his face looked tired, and his delicate face was stained with a few drops of blood.

She took slow steps and walked out heavily, her skirt was splattered with blood and swaying. She looked like she had experienced a bloody battle. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that her mental state was not good at the moment.

Hong Yuan choked for a moment.

This……

The moment the woman appeared, the black cloud withdrew its frost water and crossed the red kite, then followed the wind and came to Bai Qiao's side.

"What happened?" He lowered his voice, held her face in his hands, and wiped away the blood and dirt on the girl's face with his clean sleeves and robes, gently.

The blood wasn't hers, it smelled wrong.

It was the first time I saw her like this.

Helpless, helpless.

Bai Qiao stared blankly at the person coming, and murmured weakly, "Senior brother, I killed Bu Yuansheng with my own hands and slowly killed him bit by bit..."

She never thought that one day she would actually do something like dismemberment.

Ling Chi was truly cut to pieces.

"..." Heiming's pupils dilated, and he didn't react for a while.

Because Ling Chi had always been the one doing the harsh eight-knife punishment.

On the day he returned to his position, he did not kill Bu Yuansheng but locked him up. This was precisely because he had the idea of ​​handing over the person to her in the future.

Since Fu Yang was living in the orphanage, why didn't he ask for his details?

He knew the whole incident and process, but why he didn't tell Bai Qiao...

Just like now, I'm worried that she won't be able to accept the cruel truth, and what a conspiracy is brewing behind Bai Tan's death.

The young man in white lowered his eyes, and it was not difficult to hear the distress in his calm tone, "From now on, let me do this kind of dirty work. You can order me as you like and use me as your sharp blade."

She punishes sinners in the Yin Division, passing through a pool of blood, and torturing the soul. That is her profession as the master of the Yin Division.

She has a high status and should not have her hands stained with the blood of a villain like Bu Yuansheng, let alone be exposed to torture.

"??!" Hong Yuan on the side was already dumbfounded!

My lord, what are you talking about? !

Such a long time has passed, and this is the first time I heard that Your Majesty is willing to be used by a woman!

Your Majesty, you seem to have a love brain...

Bai Qiao couldn't bring herself to wake up, so she hummed in a daze. She felt her ears buzzing, electric currents swept through her one after another, and someone was whispering something into her ears.

very noisy.

"Elder brother, I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable..."

She squinted her eyes, becoming more and more sleepy, and her voice gradually became smaller, "I'm a little..."

Before he could say the last word, Bai Qiao staggered and fell towards him. Darkness occupied his vision. For a moment, he closed his eyes and held the secret seal tightly in his hand, unable to move.

Heiming's breath was stagnant, his arms stretched forward to catch her falling body, and his heart was beating wildly as if hanging on the edge of a cliff.

Touching the unconscious girl, his fingertips felt cold. It was the first time in his life that he had experienced the feeling of fear so deeply.

"Red Kite! Call the magic doctor!"

……

The cool late autumn is gone and the snowy winter is ushering in.

Pure white snowflakes fell from the sky and sprinkled down. You could hear the sound of light gauze rubbing, and the ground was covered with white.

There are four seasons in the demon world, but there is no day. Under the red moon, the first snow falls on the blue bricks, as if there is solidified blood and frost.

The carved window gently opened a gap, and the delicate white smoke from the incense burner diffused from the sandal-colored gold-rimmed incense pot, and the woman's peaceful sleeping face was obscured behind the heavy gauze curtain.

There was another person in the room. The woman in black looked naturally enchanting. Her slightly raised eyebrows and corners of her eyes were full of amorous feelings that were so strong that they were about to overflow.

Wearing black clothes with crane feathers, her skin was even more radiant. She carefully wiped the girl's arms with a brocade cloth, and her dark purple pupils showed a sadness that could not be hidden.

The eyelashes of the person on the bed moved slightly, and she opened her eyes. The thick eyelashes covered the flash of golden light under her eyes, which was fleeting and no one noticed.

Seeing her movement, Geng Jing returned to his thoughts and smiled on his face, "Sister, are you awake?"

Bai Qiao adapted to the dim light little by little, looking at her with black eyes, "Goggles..."

"Why are you here?"

Although the sect was about to have a holiday, it wasn't time yet. She had to take a flying boat from Cangyao to catch the demon world, and the schedule had to be advanced two days anyway.

The goggles put down the brocade cloth and hung it aside. He raised Bai Qiao's arm and pulled down her tunic. The movement was neither fast nor slow, but steady.

"I applied to withdraw from the sect, but it has not been approved by the elders. I will not return to the Tianhe sect now."

It didn't pass the review and she didn't want to reply.

If she doesn't say she will, she won't come back. If she is willful, the worst she can do is come to the Demon Palace and kidnap her away.

When Geng Jing said these words, he did not dare to look into her eyes.

She couldn't even pretend well, but Bai Qiao could see through it just by hearing the coldness in her tone, and revealed the secret with one sentence, "Did something happen during the festival between you and Xing Chang?"

"..."

The goggles didn't say anything, and she stared out the window without knowing what to see. Her appearance confirmed Bai Qiao's guess.

Could it be that something unpleasant happened with Xing Changjie's parents that day at Nonjian Mountain, and they were concerned about the identity of the Goggle Demon Clan?

Miss Feng didn't want to talk about this topic, and she wouldn't openly poke other people's scars, so the topic changed again, "How long have I been sleeping."

"Three days."

At the expected moment, Bai Qiao secretly grasped the secret seal in her sleeve.

She didn't know why she suddenly fell into coma, but during her coma, she absorbed the lost memories of Mi Xi, and she completely remembered the past events.

I just didn't expect it...

Bai Qiao looked at the scattered snow spots outside the window.

When I woke up it was snowing.

"My Lady Saint."

A voice belonging to Gong'e's delicate voice passed through the heavy door and sounded muffled, "There is a god who claims to be your Taoist companion asking to see you."

"..." Hearing this, Bai Qiao turned to look at the goggles.

Isn't this the Star Festival coming to your door?

The aloof beauty in a velvet coat remained unmoved and continued to watch the wind and snow dancing outside the house, as if she hadn't heard anything and sat still.

Bai Qiao sighed silently, feeling worried about Xing Changjie's long road to chasing his wife, "He's coming to find you, why don't you go see him? It's snowing heavily outside."