forced to fall in love

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Xie Xisui's voice was very soft and faint, and Lingxi looked into her eyes for a moment, as if stepping on the dark night water, the moment the bright moonlight came over, Lingxi lowered his head and saw the calm water surface, he was slightly Shaking reflections.

Complete, distinct, and the only reflection that belongs to her.

The seemingly untouched temperature on the face is more lustful than the bonfire to keep warm in the cold winter night.

Lingxi's hand, which was still frozen in front of her eyes, was held by Xie Xisui's wrist, and slowly let it go.

Her illusory figure and the almost transparent white backs of her fingers are like candles fluttering in the wind.

There was no obstacle between the two of them, and Xie Xisui got closer to the consonance.

She and Lingxi looked at each other, the black pupils were calm and gentle, in contrast to the obvious and frightening bloodshot eyes of Lingxi.

After a while, she leaned over, occupying all the light, and the fiery red color merged deeper into the black layer of clouds.

Let it flip and burn, turning the sky upside down, and the stratus clouds just gently gather it in, wrapping it in the deepest part of the ink.

Gradually, Lingxi smelled the fragrance of Ahanya, and the familiar taste quietly mixed into his breath, slid into his throat, and penetrated into his heart.

"The devilish energy will bite your desires tightly, magnify your desires, turn them into nourishment, and live with them."

Xie Xisui's voice rang in his ears, it was cold and hot, the pain in Lingxi's eyes was irritated in an instant, but the next moment, the earlobe that was covered with heat was slightly panting. red.

A few breaths ago, Lingxi had sighed and told her about missing her and about his own desires, but now he was pointed out bluntly, and his mood was like ripples blown away by the wind, fluttering and swaying.

"If you don't want to be manipulated by desire."

Xie Xisui paused for a moment, and the black stratus cloud rolled up instantly, hanging above the hot red, "Then face it."

Before Lingxi had time to think about the meaning of this sentence, the faint voice only touched his ears, and there was a whole piece of black, which was pressed down heavily and covered it.

Lingxi couldn't resist the coolness slowly coming from the layer of clouds, the fire in his eyes slowly suppressed the scorching temperature.

She hummed unconsciously, and leaned back involuntarily, but the hand holding her wrist restrained her from moving.

The person in front of her was too close to her, the oppressive feeling came out from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, and the seemingly absent breath fell on the cheeks and ears, like fluff gently brushing.

Lingxi stared straight at her, eyes touching each other, obviously tormented and tormented, but still couldn't leave her at all.

"Is it still uncomfortable?"

Xie Xisui looked at her.

Lingxi shook his head very lightly, "Master."

"I tried many times, but there is no response from you in the sword."

"I am worried about you."

When the surrounding luxuriant light shone on her side face and reflected in Xie Xisui's eyes, the spots of light from the black clouds sank little by little, and the clouds flashed past to protect them.

Xie Xisui sighed softly, "I was negligent, the demonic energy after the seal was loosened blocked the sound of the sword intent."

"Don't worry about me, it's you."

She stopped, her brows moved, the black light fell, and merged into Lingxi's eyes again, "I came here alone, and I even handed over the sword to someone else."

The ending of Xie Xisui is slow, but it is like the dead leaves falling in late autumn floating on the water surface, causing ripples in silence.

Her eyes were shallow, and she fixedly looked into Lingxi's eyes.

Lingxi straightened his back unnaturally, "It was the saber uniformly distributed by the head of the mountain before going down the mountain. It was an emergency at that time..."

"Well, don't you care about your own safety?"

Xie Xisui's expression was indifferent, but the calmer the lake surface, the less real it was.

Lingxi said in a low voice: "The disciple knows his mistake."

The person in front of him calmed down for a moment, but the dark eyes were as misty as the wind blowing on the ground, and after a while Lingxi heard her helpless and sighed softly:

"Nothing is more important than yourself."

The ending sound fluttered into her ears, soft white light radiated from her body, and circles of light circled around her layer by layer, revealing the faint worry between her eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly a boundless wind blew up in Lingxi's heart, and the wind rushed towards her confusingly.

"Nothing is more important than Master, including myself."

She heard herself answer her in a hoarse voice, firm and stubborn.

The moment his eyes met with Xie Xisui, they were completely captured.

The black clouds were like veils, floating in the sky in strands and strands, and the dazzling light pierced through the center, falling on the hot light brown eyes.

"Is that so."

After a long while, Xie Xisui lifted her eyelids slightly, and more ink color merged into Lingxi's eyes. She bent down and leaned down, carrying a strong fragrance of ahanya.

The moist hot air brushed against the tip of Lingxi's nose, like a bird flying close to the surface of the water, without touching it, looking very low and keeping a distance of an inch.

Her slightly closed lips were close in front of her eyes, it was clearly a pale red lip color, but when it fell into Lingxi's eyes, it was like the most brilliant red in the white snow.

Lingxi was a little startled, even holding his breath, and looked at her motionlessly.

After a few breaths, she deflected slightly and leaned close to Lingxi's slightly upturned neck. The warm air slowly pressed against the meridians, as if about to be immersed in hot blood.

"Master..."

Consonance called her in a low voice.

"Are you nervous now?"

The pronunciation of Xie Xisui's speech was clear and transparent, but the hot air he exhaled was wrapped around his neck for a long time and refused to dissipate.

Lingxi's heart trembled violently, but he couldn't say anything.

The next moment, Lingxi heard her say: "Well, the demonic energy is suppressed."

"Who's where!"

There was a sharp roar from ahead, and before Lingxi could react, the figure of the person in front of him had gradually faded and turned transparent.

Then came the sound of messy footsteps, from far to near.

The moment Lingxi closed her eyes suddenly, she remembered Xie Xisui's slightly curved lips just now.

It is so unreal, but it is painted in the eyes and engraved in the mind.

"Did someone run over just now! Bah, what time is it and you're still lazy and sleeping!"

Someone kicked Lingxi, and Yi Rong's light brown eyes were blurred with light and shadow.

"Get up, Lao Tzu! It's all you unworthy idiots who can't even look down on such a person!"

"Wolf King, don't be angry, don't be angry, we will find her right away, she is just a mutilated sacrifice of the mask, she will never escape here..."

Someone beside him greeted him with a smile, but before he finished speaking, the man known as the wolf king raised his hand and gave him a slap.

"Bah, what a disgrace to me! She is the medicine that fits the mask best, so hurry up and find her!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Someone pushed Lingxi, she got up from the ground, glanced at the wolf king, turned around and followed into one of the caves.

This voice is the same as the one who said "you will all die" that day.

The bottom of the sea is twists and turns, and Lingxi deliberately chose a few remote and dark caves in order to avoid other people.

When she was alone, she realized that she had been walking for a long time, but the road had no end. If it wasn't for the seemingly non-existent wind in front of her, she might not even be able to tell left and right.

Jian Yili became quiet again, without any sound, as if the conversation just now was just a short-lived dream.

But Lingxi raised his hand and leaned against the neck that had just been brushed by the heat, and the heat on the surface burned instantly.

The wall not far away was reflecting a bright purple, Lingxi stepped forward a few steps, and could see a circle of crimson marks on his wrist under the dim light, and even closer to see the scar that hadn't dissipated...

The eyes of the light brown pupils froze suddenly, and they retreated defensively.

When she first entered this narrow passage, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything, let alone the bright purple, and she could even hear the sound of the wind intermittently. When she was distracted, there was this faint light in front of her, and this tight A purple vine clinging to the edge of a rock.

The vine branches hung from above, hanging in mid-air, making strange and dangerous movements.

It seems to be opening its bloody mouth, waiting for the nourishment of its prey.

"Ah! Don't kill me! Sister, look at me!"

The shrill scream pierced the silence, and came faintly from behind the vines.

"Ruan Xuan, I'm your sister, save me, you said you would come to save me, you said you would destroy this mask..."

Lingxi frowned, looked down at the overly wide camouflage on her body, thought for a moment, stripped herself away from the front of her body, and left the cumbersome and bulky camouflage, her actions were more light and free.

Carefully avoiding the vine branches blocking the way, Lingxi got into a deeper vine hole.

The bright light on both sides is like a guiding light.

Lingxi followed it all the way to the end, mixed with the bitter sea breeze, the dazzling light instantly covered the entire open space.

Lingxi squinted his eyes halfway, it was very strange here.

Above the head is the turbulent sea, and birds can be seen passing by at high speed, but the black sand is under the feet, like a bottomless abyss.

One up and one down, it was separated by the open space. On the white porcelain table in the middle of the open space, there was a person lying on the white porcelain table. He was wearing a dark mask on his face. The mask gathered black light, like a cloud of black mist, looming and floating. up in the air.

As for the source of the voice, she was holding her head in both hands, nestled in a corner of the rock crevice, her hair was disheveled, her hands were bloody, and she kept yelling "Sister Ruan Xuan, help me".

The soft light emanating from Lingxi's fingertips slowly leaned over, covering the person, and then she walked towards the mask without hesitation.

The dark mask is shining, and it is absorbing the souls of the people below. Every time it absorbs more points, the black light above becomes more dazzling, and it has a tendency to swallow the sun and replace it.

Lingxi remembered what Xie Xisui said about the loose seal, so the monster used the dark mask to gather magic energy in an attempt to break the seal.

"Foolishness."

The closer the consonance was to the mask, the more the devilish energy suppressed by Xie Xisui was ready to move.

Lingxi stood still three steps away from it, and the jade flute appeared in her hand in an instant, and the sharp sword energy shot out vertically and horizontally, approaching the mask.

But when he swung it out, he was dispelled by the black air that sprang out after only an inch forward.

After repeated several times, Lingxi found that the continuous black energy would block the attack for the mask, and even resonate with the devil energy in her body.

Lingxi saw a black air hovering in front of the girl's blood-stained hands outside the protective cover, hitting it again and again.

"Oh, you like this?"

The lettering on the jade flute was once again stained red with blood, and a little bit of light seeped from the fingers holding it.

The sword energy swung again was more fierce than before, and the blood was attached to it, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

The faint bloody aura made the black aura inexplicably excited, and layers of black aura surrounded it, swallowing up the sword aura.

They no longer gather together, but spread out, turning into chaotic air to occupy this open space.

Being dispersed, the black air in the center of the mask became less, and they were desperately looking for the bloody air.

Lingxi saw the timing, and flicked the blood drop from his palm to a remote corner of the open space. The moment he passed through the black air, the black air that had originally spread throughout the open area roared towards it.

The next moment, the jade flute sounded bursts, giving birth to countless blood-colored sword qi, surrounding the mask, and with her flute sounds one after another, it became more and more violent.

For some reason, Lingxi suddenly remembered that Xie Xisui once asked her:

"What if you meet something you can't handle?"

Lingxi replied after thinking for a while: "Then fight for your life with blood."

At that time Xie Xisui frowned at her when he heard these words, patted her forehead with one hand, and punished her to practice sword.

Then one night, when Lingxi was standing beside her studying ink, she suddenly said indifferently: "There is me."

Suddenly there was a loud noise in front of him, the mask was not supported by the black air, and it split from top to bottom, and when another round of sword energy pierced through the air, it finally couldn't support and shattered.

Lingxi murmured: "But I don't want you to get hurt either."

The devil wants to use the mask to lift the seal, so destroying it is the best protection for you.

There was a crack in the black sand beneath the feet and the sea above the head, and a deafening rumble sounded from the entire bottom of the sea.

The remaining black air was wrapped in fragments, because the sword energy had to evade in all directions, but the moment it touched the surrounding area, it was corroded and melted by the black air.

The sand under his feet is no longer sand, but a real bottomless furnace, the magma is hot, and the sea above his head is no longer an isolated sea, but more like melted ice, which will shatter when touched.

The sea water poured in and collided with the rising magma, and the wind blew more and more fiercely, enveloping sparks in the air.

The shards of the mask collided with it and were instantly reflected.

When Lingxi turned her head, sparks were already attacking her.

The sound of the flute turned around, protecting Lingxi, resisting a whole piece of hot debris, which was embedded in the protective cover formed by the sound of the flute, and the next moment the devilish energy in the body resonated with it.

The scorching spots infected in the fundus of the eyes climbed to the end of the eyes, and the bleeding wounds on the palms were stung inexplicably, like a river with a broken dam, flooding endlessly.

When the fragrance of Ahanya came from the consciousness again, Lingxi could still stay awake, but it became blurred in an instant.

The open space in front of him has collapsed, the seawater submerged the magma, and huge waves hit the protective cover again and again, and the protective cover was slowly dyed red.

Lingxi couldn't even tell whether it was the uncontrollable bleeding inside or the bloody fragments embedded tightly outside.

Suddenly, Lingxi heard a familiar voice.

"Hold on, I'll take you back to Chuanzejian."

The moment the voice fell into his heart, Lingxi actually felt the devilish energy in his body that was about to move along his heart veins and penetrated into his consciousness.

In the original pure land, even the moonlight turned scarlet red, and the gust of wind was strong and pungent.

It raged past, the flowers and leaves withered, and no grass grew.

Lingxi thought it would only linger in this area of ​​consciousness, but he didn't expect that it didn't stop at all, but quickly broke away from Lingxi's control and rushed forward.

Front?

Lingxi slowed down for a moment, realizing that the devilish energy wanted to continue to infect Xie Xisui along his spiritual consciousness.

"I……"

Xie Xisui seemed to have said something else, but Lingxi sealed off his consciousness recklessly.

At that time, Lingxi was wondering whether she could still see her in this life.

The waves that hit again finally submerged her in the abyss.

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The author has something to say:

The archive written in the phone before was inexplicably swallowed...

It's hard.