Inner Demon, She Turns All Beings Upside Down [Honghuang]

Not all Xianshan caves have the same glow as Kunlun. The gorgeous red glow ranges from shallow to thick, like a brilliant rain of light.

Dao really didn't know when Lingxin stretched out his arm, and when that arm wrapped around his shoulder.

The pink veil is as soft as a layer of mist, covering all emotions.She was getting closer and closer under the cover of this mist, and her fair skin seemed to be reflected in the bright colors of the sun's rays.

I don't know how it tastes, is it the same?

He felt warm, rich breath on his cheeks.Eyes drooping down, one can see that under the moist and plump lips there is a little mottled shadow, like a delicate red cherry petal, exuding a bewitching fragrance.

As long as he lowers his head a little, he can pick up the beauty.

"Different."

Daozhen spit out three words indifferently.

Following his words, an invisible barrier stood between him and his soul.

They were so close, the soul could even feel the cool and snow-like breath, mixed with the same appetite and longing as hers.Like two magnets, attracting each other, but being restrained by him.

For the first time, the demon was rejected.

interesting.

"Why hide?"

Lingxin tilted her head, slipped her little hand down, and tapped his heart.

"You here... obviously want to eat me..."

Daozhen's eyes are the same azure color as Hongjun's, desolate and cold, three points colder than black and white.

"I am not the deity."

He paused, his eyes looked at Lingxin, but it seemed that he was looking at the vast world through her.There was no trace of her in the sky-blue eyes.

"Maybe the deity doesn't mind, but I can't."

The indifferent voice showed obvious rejection.

Lingxin chewed his name, "Daozhen..."

Daozhen is the true nature of Dao.He is Hongjun's true self, representing Hongjun's firm and sincere heart in seeking Taoism.So even if Hongjun would be tempted by her, wouldn't he?

She snorted lightly, pouted and let go, with some reproach from her little daughter's family.

"It's fine if you don't want to, I can force you to do it."

Even if you want to force it, there is no way.She couldn't break through the barrier that Daozhen created.As long as he doesn't want to, she can't touch him.

Lingxin Fang, who felt bored, wanted to leave and continue to visit her Kunlun.But Daozhen grabbed his arm.

She looked up at him, the young man in purple and white hair was just like Hongjun, with cold eyes, without Hongjun's indifferent fairy spirit, there was more of a cold mechanism.

He repeated again, "My deity ordered me to take you away, you'd better cooperate."

Lingxin frowned.Look up and down this so-called dead body.

She thought Dao was really alive before, but after saying a few words, she became more and more like a programmed robot.

"What if I don't want to go with you?"

Daozhen's voice was light, "It will be a little troublesome for the deity."

"This deity?"

Lingxin pursed her lips, half-smiling,

"So, it's Daoist Hongjun who minds, but you don't mind?"

His eyes froze for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

"Daozhen, it's just a clone."

"Avatar/body is not like you."

Lingxin laughed, no one knows separation/body better than her.She glanced at the arm held by Daozhen, struggled slightly, but did not break free.

She simply gave up, raised her other hand, and touched his cold back curiously.With some tentative meaning, he asked,

"You have a name, you have thoughts... It seems that you are not so concentric with the main body. Does Fellow Daoist Hongjun know all of this?"

"He doesn't need to know."

Do-jin gives an unexpected answer.

"Fen/shen will return to the original body, no matter whether she has a thought or not, and how far she has run. This is the destiny."

There was a cool wind blowing, blowing away the glow of the sky.The willow branches rustled in the wind, and the voice of the man in front of him was colder than the wind.

The cold tone and strong sense of judgment completely awakened the vigilance of the inner demon.

"Destiny..."

Lingxin murmured and repeated the word softly, no longer smiling.

"Since Pangu created the world, there are not many monks who believe in the destiny."

Those azure eyes looked down at her coldly, like looking at a stone blocking the way, a disobedient dog.

"Believe it or not, there is no escape."

Lingxin slowly backed up and leaned back, trying to retreat, but her hand was still held by Daozhen, unable to move.

Her face turned pale, and she held her breath and asked,

"Like the three clans that are doomed to perish?"

Daozhen raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, but the eyes that looked at her became more and more dim, unable to figure it out.

"It seems you know a lot."

His gaze was still cold.An invisible force seemed to descend from the sky, and seemed to spread out around him.

The rosy light in the sky no longer had brilliant and brilliant colors. The clouds covered the top, and flakes of snowflakes fell like goose feathers, dancing in the cold current, and suddenly fell mottled light white on the ground.

Under Daozhen's gaze, Lingxin only felt that the icy breath surrounded her, penetrating from the surface of the skin, the meridians, muscles and bones, and even the aura would be frozen and drawn away.

The man's cold voice vaguely echoed in her ears, like a sentence of ruthless law——

Believe it or not, there is no escape.

The difference between him and Hongjun is so clear, but she has not been able to confirm his identity until now.

And now, it may be too late.

Stuck in place for a long time, the spiritual heart gently exhaled a mouthful of warm white air.

"It's getting colder and colder today..."

Sighing softly, she stared fixedly at the young man with white hair like frost, holding his arm, retreating instead of advancing.

The white snow fluttered, and the girl's pink skirt seemed to be the only color in the world.

She licked her dry lips and leaned over tremblingly.Nestled into the chest of youth.

Daozhen watched her move coldly, without any reaction.

The pressure between heaven and earth has not been relieved by her approach, and the chill still permeates the bones.

The purple clothes felt smooth to the touch, but there was no heartbeat in Lingxin's ears, and he couldn't feel his heat.It seemed that what she was leaning on was not a person, but an old lifeless tree, a piece of ice sculpture.

At this moment, Lingxin crazily misses everyone she has had physical contact with.Yuchen, Yuanshi, Laozi, Luohu, Zhunti, Biyan... and the original Hongjun.

No matter which one, it is better than this cold, smelly stone in front of you.

No, he is not even a rock.

He complained in his heart, but his heart was unprecedentedly gentle.Taking Daozhen's arms into his arms, he pretended to be embraced.

Her red lips were slightly raised, and she rubbed her cheek against his chest, as dependent and affectionate as a baby bird.

"I know more things, do you want to try it?"

The demon's skirt was blown in the wind, and the faint pink smoke was like a veil, dancing and fluttering with the wind and snow in layers, advancing and retreating, more like a silent confrontation.

Her fingertips rested lightly on his face.The pink veil covering the eyes flutters up and down, it is the most delicate, but no one can take it off.Just like its owner.

"Dozen..."

The demon whispered his name softly.

The woman's fingers were slender and beautiful, and the light pink nails were shiny, deeply sunken into the man's jade-white skin, leaving a few beautiful crescent moon marks.

But even at this moment, he still didn't see her in his eyes.

A verdant willow leaf was blown off its branches, spinning and fluttering in the wind and snow, mixed with the very slight rustling of snowflakes, almost nothing.

Daozhen let go of his spiritual heart, raised his hand, and clamped the willow leaf that was blowing with the wind between his fingers.

"You have mastered some power of law, but it is not enough to deal with me."

His voice remained calm.It's like saying, "Domestic dogs should not bite their owners back", that's just as it should be.

Those sky blue eyes looked at Lingxin again, cold and silent.

It's just that the moment Daozhen went to pick up the willow leaf, the woman in pink had retreated about ten steps away.

Lingxin's face was a little ugly.Ten steps may seem far, but it is not enough for monks.However, this place is already the extreme point where she can retreat.

An invisible barrier blocked her, preventing her from escaping.

"How could I do anything to you?"

She spoke coquettishly, looking innocent and weak.

"I just wanted to give you a meeting gift—"

The lingering sound of "Let's" has not yet fallen, and the semi-illusory pink yarn smashed over together with dozens of spirit treasures of different sizes and qualities.

Liu Guang flew down, but within three inches of Daozhen's body, he instantly turned into powder.

And among the dozens of spirit treasures, there was a small piece of white jade talisman mixed in and crushed together into fine powder.Do-jin didn't notice, or he didn't care if he did.

It wasn't until the power of the invisible law fell on his body that he frowned, and the shadow of his soul was reflected in his azure eyes for the first time.

"Your growth rate is faster than I expected."

After tearing up her face, Lingxin didn't bother to act that soft and charming look anymore.This guy is very stingy, and he doesn't give her any emotion.

Tangtang is a holy step, it will only snow, and the air-conditioning will freeze her.Compared with Yuchen, it is a difference between heaven and earth.

She sneered,

"Hehe, then I'm afraid there are many things that you didn't expect."

"It doesn't matter."

He uttered four words expressionlessly, that cold and handsome face suddenly became blurred, and the gray and hazy breath covered his body, like a thin layer of fog.

Chaotic chaos, vast and boundless.It cannot be seen, touched, or looked directly at, only the majestic and boundless power weighs heavily on the abyss, like heaven and earth, like a turbid and undivided primordial dream.

"I can leave you alone for now."

He said slowly,

"And you just need to tell me one thing, the aura on your body doesn't come from Hongjun, who is it?"

As these words were slowly spit out, the spiritual heart felt a burst of pain of suffocation.

The young man who was only ten steps away had already appeared in front of her.

The pale hand gripped her throat, chilling to the bone.And what he stuck was not only the throat of the human body, but also an invisible force restraining her, so that she could not change back to her formless body, nor could she escape.

But that power couldn't completely swallow her——

Even if they are of the same origin.

A ray of white light passed through the void, smashing the invisible barrier.

Feeling that Hongjun's breath broke the coldness of the space, the heart demon who was stuck in the throat was relieved.He secretly admired his wit.

"Daozhen" is indeed terrifying, but he can't fundamentally deal with her.Besides, her helper was here now.Then what is she afraid of?

So like a naughty rebellious child, she looked at the man in front of her provocatively with a smile of success.

"You asked, do I have to tell you? Daozhen, no, maybe I should call you... Tiandao?"