His Highness the Son moves the cat online

As a container, passively receiving the source of light made Veniya's whole body feel like being pricked by needles.

His facial features were distorted and his expression was ferocious. He was also soaked in the holy water pool, and Viniya looked a hundred times more painful than Wu Meiren.

"After another quarter of an hour, I will take out your heart. The source of light has lost its attachment...it can only flow into my body." Veniya stood in the holy water pool, and because of the severe pain, his heart The teeth chattered uncontrollably.

But even so, Viniya still had a smile on his face. Although it was a little scary, he still said: "Lei Nuo said he wanted you, but he didn't say whether it was life or death, but even if he repented...with the source of light, I Don’t be afraid of him either.”

Wu Meiren lowered her head and said nothing, Veniya's expression also turned cold, he took the dagger from the pool, trembling all over, walked towards Wu Meiren.

"...don't hate me either, I will strike quickly." Viniya gritted her molars, tremblingly raised the dagger in her hand and said, "I will take your share and live a good life ..."

The red blood spread in the holy water pool. Viniya still maintained the posture of raising the dagger. He widened his eyes and watched in disbelief as a long sword pierced his entire body from his chest.

"Fortunately, you have enough nonsense..." Wu Meiren still lowered his head, his black hair was winding in the holy water pool, his lips were faintly blue due to excessive blood loss: "Fortunately, in the end... you can control the natal heart sword..."

"You said... what..." Veniya lowered his head, watching the long sword piercing through his chest gradually covered with a layer of frost, he widened his eyes in fear, stretched out his hand to pull out the long sword, and used the light magic to make wound healing.

"It's useless." The witch beauty watched his movements, and said indifferently: "This sword...is impossible without freezing your whole body."

"You..." Viniya looked ferocious, and he said with a sigh of relief: "There is a magic dragon guarding outside, even if you kill me, you won't be able to get out..."

"Then we will die together, and none of us will survive." Wu Meiren squeezed out a sneer on her pale face: "I can hold on for a while, but you... I am afraid that you will go to hell to atone for your sins."

Viniya stared, his eyeballs protruding slightly, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a 'ho ho' sound.

The right hand holding the dagger has been frozen by ice, and now, he can't even kill the witch beauty.

Seeing the ice spread to her neck, Veniya raised her head and said with hatred: "I...I'm waiting for you below...There's a magic dragon...Sooner or later..."

"This is not something you need to worry about." Wu Meiren looked at Veniya who was completely covered in ice with cold eyes. He moved his fingers and found that the chains that bound him were not caused by Venia's death. And loosened.

This time... it's really not good.

The blood on his wrist was still flowing outwards, Wu Meiren took a deep breath, his body was getting colder and colder, if no one enters the temple again, I'm afraid...

"Roar--!"

Outside the temple, the magic dragon hovering in the air suddenly fell to the ground. Half of its bone wings fell apart a lot, and even the skull cracked a thin crack.

Raising its neck, the demon dragon roared towards the golden monster not far away. It flapped the other half of its bone wings, and the wind it whipped up was mixed with dark purple magic energy.

But the golden monster stared at it quietly, with lightning flashing all over its body, and its demonic energy was crushed into powder before it even got close.

When the magic dragon was alive, it was never an opponent of an orange-rank monster, let alone relying on the skeleton controlled by the magic energy now.

After a while, the movement outside the temple gradually subsided, and there was no trace of it except for the magic energy that merged into the air after the dragon disappeared.

Wu Meiren had already started to have tinnitus, he lowered his head, and seemed to hear a sound of chaotic footsteps.

Until the chains that bound her body were loosened, Wu Meiren reluctantly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a pair of blue eyes, and behind him was the collapsed statue of the Goddess of Light.

"Witch!" Dijiaer carried the other party ashore from the holy water pool, his eyes were full of haze as he looked at the blood-stained pool water.

Light magic can heal wounds, but the lost blood cannot be recovered quickly.

After stopping the wound on the Witch Beauty's wrist, Dijiaer was at a loss for a rare moment. The person in his arms was cold all over, and his spirit was depressed due to excessive blood loss.

If it was in the past, Dijiaer still had other ways to restore the witch beauty to the original state, but right now, what they lack most is time.

His azure eyes sank, and Dijiaer thought of a way. As long as the witch beauty forms a contract with him and shares his spiritual power with the contractor, then...the other party's energy can not only be improved, but under the blessing of the contract, those who Lost qi and blood will also be restored.

Thinking of this, Dijiaer quickly said to the person in his arms: "Witch! Form a bond with me!"

Wu Meiren didn't hear very clearly, he half-opened his eyes, bit his lips to force himself to wake up.

Dijiaer was so anxious that he half-kneeled on the ground and let the witch beauty lean into his arms and explained: "After the bond is formed, I will share half of my magic power with you. Now the magic dragon's remaining magic energy has not dissipated. you……"

"Gal..." The witch beauty suddenly reached out and hooked Dijiaer's shoulder. He took a light breath, then gritted his teeth and pressed his forehead against Dijiaer's.

Dijiaer's eyes widened. He clasped the back of the witch's head, and one after another strange and strange memories flowed into his mind. He had many guesses about the identity of the witch, but there was only one thing...he never thought about it. , the other party is not from this world.

"This time... I really... told you everything..."

Wu Meiren took a deep breath, he was completely exhausted now, and he slumped in Dijiaer's arms and whispered: "Even so, are you willing...to sign a contract with me?"

"Witch..." Dijiaer didn't know what it was like in his heart, but the life of a monster was long, and he didn't want to be like his father, who would spend the rest of his life regretting after missing it.

Putting his hand on the back of the other party's neck, Di Jiaer lowered his eyes and asked softly: "So, you agreed?"

Wu Meiren raised her eyes to look at him, which was her acquiescence.

"Well, I won't go back on my word, and you...don't go back on it." Di Jiaer smiled lightly, and there were tiny streamers flying in his blue eyes.

He stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt, and drew a bloodstain on the heart with his sharp fingertips. Along with his movements, Dijiaer's appearance also faintly changed.

Until a touch of warmth covered her lips, Wu Meiren slowly opened her eyes, looking at the golden hair and curled eyelashes in front of her, Wu Meiren's heart moved, and her arms couldn't help touching the top of the opponent's hair.

Sure enough, two fluffy golden cat ears were standing obediently on Di Jiaer's head at this moment.

"Witch, don't move around." Dijiaer opened his eyes, looked at Wu Meiren and asked softly: "...Have you recovered your physical strength?"

"Well, recovered."

What the witch beauty didn't tell Dijiaer was that when forming the bond, he also used a trick. He used the method of the cultivation world to form a Taoist couple for the two.

Even if you want to leave me in the future, go to Qiongbi and go to Huangquan, I will follow you like a shadow.

"His Royal Highness Dijiaer..." Wumei stretched out her arms to hug her and sighed, "Now, even if you want to go back on your word, I... can't let you go."

Di Jiaer shook his head and let out a laugh: "I won't regret it."

The witch beauty smiled slightly when she heard the words, and looked down at Dijiaer's shoulder blades. There was originally a golden totem on it, but when it was visible to the naked eye, the totem was gradually changing from golden to crimson.

The witch beauty lowered her eyes, and gently kissed the red totem on Dijiaer's shoulder blade, and he whispered in the other's ear: "...you are mine."

The arms imprisoned around Wu Meiren's waist suddenly tightened. Di Jia bit his lower lip and buried his whole face on the other's shoulder. He took a deep breath and responded, feeling the heat of his shoulder blades: " I'm yours."

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere at the moment was too good, and the two of them had the same heart, and it was unknown who would sink first. When Wu Meiren came back to her senses, the two of them were embracing and kissing each other.

The clothes on Dijiaer's upper body had faded to his elbows, while his own arms were wrapped around the other's strong and tight back.

If it goes on like this, we will suffer.

The witch beauty leaned back slightly, and took the initiative to end the long kiss. He panted lightly, looked at the predatory eyes of the other party, and tried to calm his breath and said, "Not now, the Temple of Light...I have to go to purify it first." Demonic energy..."

Dijiaer's Adam's apple rolled, and he buried his head on Wu Meiren's shoulder unwillingly. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you, you go to deal with... the Temple of Light, I'll go back to the palace."

"...Well." Wu Meiren nodded, he suddenly took a breath, reached out and patted the golden head buried on his shoulder: "It's not a fleshy bone, don't bite."

Dijiaer reluctantly left a string of red marks on the opponent's neck, then raised his head and said: "Katena should be back soon, and the Temple of Light... should be stable."

"Then, the Owenla continent..."

"Before I left over there, everything has been deployed." Dijia lowered his eyes, watched the witch beauty in his arms tidy up his shirt, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek and said: "I will Always with you, no matter where you are."

"Okay." Wu Meiren raised her head, with a smile on her lips: "I believe you."

Dijiaer felt as if he had eaten honey. He straightened his clothes and said to the witch beauty: "Over there in the palace... I still have some things to do. After you purify the evil energy of the Temple of Light... you better take a rest."

"Don't worry, it's just demonic energy." Wu Meiren smiled confidently at him: "I'll go find you after I finish handling the affairs of the Temple of Light."

"Okay." Dijiaer nodded, turned around and reluctantly left the place.

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