blues paradox

Lan Tuo squinted at Hong, and said coldly and decisively: "I don't know!"

"Uh..." Hong froze and coughed lightly, "I said, you don't need to deny everything just because he left, right?"

Lan Tu's eyes were a little red, he closed his eyes tightly so that no one could see his fragility at the moment, bit his lower lip, and said with a bit of imperceptible grievance and annoyance, "It has nothing to do with that... I'm real have no idea."

The blue tone's complexion is sickly pale, and even under the dim candlelight, it can't reflect any other colors; the thin body is crumbling in the howling cold wind, but it just won't fall down. At first glance, it looks like a The city wall on the verge of collapse bears an unimaginable weight; his back is straight, like a standing javelin, glowing with a cold metallic light, piercing straight into the sky, overlooking the sky.

There was even a smile on the corner of his lips, that cold and indifferent arc, inexplicably mixed with blood and innocence, even the air froze, and even the sun and moon paled, like a flower blooming The flirtatious flower of tea is tainted with a charm that is close to deep despair...

Seeing Lan Tiao's obviously grief-stricken but still pretending to be cold and indifferent, Hong frowned imperceptibly, and was about to say something when suddenly, a thunderstorm fell, and the ground under his feet began to shake violently.Recently, there have been frequent earthquakes in the Demon Realm, and everyone has almost gotten used to it, quickly leaning against walls or pillars with considerable experience.

Sand, gravel, and gravel fell from the ceiling like raindrops, and occasionally some large or small bricks and stones fell down. If it was in the past, of course, this kind of battle would not be difficult for these few in the temple. One enchantment will solve everything.

It's a pity that the current situation does not use magic power at all, let alone setting up any enchantment. Except for the blues, reds, and Xiaojiu who were released by Meisha and An, the others are more or less fallen. The stone hit.Either the face and exposed arms were smashed black and blue, or the skin on the forehead and cheeks was scratched, and the blood oozed miserably, but it was not life-threatening for the time being—this was because the stone was not too big and everyone Deliberately avoided the vital reason.

Seeing Luo Yi's rather embarrassed appearance, Xiao Jiu clutched his red sleeves uneasily, his eyes flicked back and forth between Lan Tiao and Luo Yi, and called out hesitatingly: "Master Blue Tune..." But he was filled with The voice of the market ruffian interrupted.

"Ouch, could it be that he was struck to death by the thunder and lightning of the emperor of the demon world, but in the end he was crushed to death by these stones?" Yun Ya sullenly, selectively ignoring Xiao Jiu's angrily glaring expression at him, and only looked at him depressedly. Lan Tiao complained: "That would really be the most useless way to die in the whole devil world!"

Lan Tuo didn't seem to notice Xiao Jiu's hesitation to speak, but just glanced at Yun Ya indifferently, there was an inexplicable sense of heaviness in the green eyes, and he was vaguely in a trance, he didn't seem to think much about it. While speaking, he turned his head and looked at An again slowly, signaling him to lay an enchantment for Yunya. An nodded and followed carefully, and then retreated to Lan Tuo's side in a regular manner.

Meisha turned her head slightly to look at the other three people who had no barriers. Whether it was the Demon King, the priest with the silver mask, or just Mo Li, an inconspicuous little guard, their expressions were surprisingly the same, and they didn't even look at them. They glanced at them, let alone longed for or envied their enchantment.Meisha smiled, and there was an almost charming and coquettish look between her brows. She raised her sleeves and recited a mantra, and the three of them were instantly wrapped in a light pink enchantment, turning the sand and stone bricks into pieces. isolated.

Seeing this, Luo Yi raised his head slightly, with a calm expression, neither ecstatic nor pretending to be arrogant, just smiled and nodded at Meisha, and said politely: "Thank you for your help, beautiful lady."

Meisha shrugged boldly, stood with her arms folded against the wall, looked at Luo Yi through the dust and gravel, blinked and said with a light smile, "You're welcome, Your Majesty the Demon King."

Seeing this, Xiao Jiu glanced at Meisha gratefully. After all, Luo Yi is also his father. Although the relationship between the two is not close, especially after the incident between him and Hong, it is even worse. He is on the same level as a stranger, but he still owes a kindness and filial piety. It is not that Xiaojiu is so kind and filial. Luo Yi draws a line.

Hong gently patted Xiao Jiu on the shoulder, looked at Meisha meaningfully, and smiled meaningfully. If he remembered correctly, the relationship between the Bingyan Clan and the Royal Clan of the Demon Realm should be regarded as an endless enemy relationship, right?

Meisha seemed to have noticed Hong's gaze, but she didn't seem to feel it at all. She leaned against the shaking wall and looked up at the ceiling carelessly. She saw a huge crack slowly opening on the top of the temple. Dazzling white light from thunder and lightning poured down through the crack, and the sudden strong light made her close her eyes subconsciously.

After the ground stopped shaking, Meisha slowly opened her eyes. At this time, the lightning that avoided the temple had exhausted its mana and dissipated. Only the crack on the top of the temple that almost split the entire hall in two proved Seems like it used to exist.

The candles in Meisha and Ann's hands were also extinguished in the chaos just now, but they were still able to clearly see each other's expressions and the surrounding situation in the deep night.

Everyone looked up suspiciously, and then they saw the sky through the huge crack above their heads. Large dots with a white halo slowly descended from the sky, swaying and swirling in the cold wind. , illuminating the gloomy and dark sky, the light is smooth and soft, not as bright and dazzling as the sun, but like the moonlight as bright as water in the world, looking up, it seems to be a romantic and dreamy snow scene.

"Is it snowing?" Xiao Jiu murmured softly, looking at the intoxicating beauty in front of her eyes.

"Snow?" Meisha became interested for a moment, and a trace of interest and curiosity flashed in her eyes. She looked at Xiao Jiu and said, "Is it the kind of snow scene covered in silver and boundless for thousands of miles in the human world?" But she didn't seem to care Xiao Jiu's answer, she turned to look at the sky with envy, and said with a sigh and emotion: "I have never been to the human world, I only vaguely heard it mentioned by others, I can't imagine such a beautiful picture... "

"It's not so beautiful." Xiao Jiu seemed to recall the scene when he lived with Sophie and the others in the human world, and a flash of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. He touched the tip of his nose and said with a chuckle: "The human world The snow in the snow doesn't shine, and it doesn't look so mysterious and elegant."

"I think so." Meisha nodded with a smile, "No matter how beautiful and magical the human world is, it cannot compare to the demon world."

"Yeah." Xiao Jiu smiled, nodded in agreement and said, "The demon world has its own charm, how can it be compared to the human world where humans live?"

The two smiled when they met each other, imperceptibly becoming a little bit more sympathetic.

Hong seemed dissatisfied with the intimacy between Xiao Jiu and Meisha. He folded his arms strongly possessively, and held Xiao Jiu tightly in his arms. Whispering into Xiao Jiu's ear, there was a bit of aggrieved and sour feeling in his voice, and he said softly, "Xiao Jiu has never said this to me..."

Xiao Jiu stared at Hong dumbfounded, and chanted a mantra to slow down Hong's movements for a moment, then struggled to open Hong's imprisonment, looking at Hong's elegant and calm expression, which was obviously mixed with bloody breath, but However, he still has a bit of aggrieved appearance, and he still has half a bit of composure, nobility and unpredictable. Even if he knows that the person is pretending to be weak to gain sympathy, he still can't help but feel soft in his heart, and his red ears are close to the red ears. He said in a low voice: "There is no need to talk about this between us..." After a pause, Xiao Jiu's tone gradually became deeper and softer, "What's more, your thoughts... I am naturally knew……"

"It's true." The red lips smiled, and there was a bit of unconcealable joy on the brows, and she had long forgotten about Meisha.

Seeing the interaction between these two people, even though he tried his best to restrain himself, Lan Tuo still couldn't help but think of Xiu, and couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, like thousands of needles piercing his heart, the slightest movement would tear his heart The lung-cracking pain was vaguely mixed with a sense of emptiness. I couldn't tell whether it was more pain or more anger, so I could only close my eyes fiercely, not looking or thinking.

He hates Xiu,

Don't hesitate to lie to him and abandon him.

He is more cruel to himself...

Can't see through that person's mind, can't catch up with that person's footsteps!