Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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The moonlight shines on the bamboo forest, and the breeze makes a rustling sound.

The Blood Demon Palace in the middle of the night was extremely quiet, and Xie Zhuo also woke up from the faint warm light.

A touch of warmth suddenly passed between the lips, and then a soft existence slowly penetrated into the bloody liquid.

Xie Zhuo: "!!!!"

His body lying on the couch stiffened suddenly, almost jumping up.

"Little Bear..." A slightly hoarse voice sounded from beside his ear, and the next kiss fell on the corner of his lips and on the tip of his ear.

Xie Zhuo's face became hotter and hotter, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were slowly clenched, if this bastard wants to...

Fortunately, the kiss stopped when a dangerous emotion arose in his heart.

Sensing the sound of footsteps walking away, Xie Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Qi Ling, what's going on?"

The last thing he remembered was the piercing pain.

At that time, Xie Zhuo thought that when he opened his eyes, it would be a new world.

But why didn't he expect to wake up to this scene, and Wei Lou seemed to kiss him?

Xie Zhuo pursed his lips, and it seemed that he could still feel the bloody kiss with inexplicable emotions between his lips and teeth.

"Fate is big, I'm not dead, I'm healing my wounds." Qi Ling spit out a few words concisely, and stopped talking.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Is your kid too cold?

Can't you give me a little bit of warmth for this blessed and fateful person?

"How long have I slept."

"ten years."

When hearing these two words, Xie Zhuo was stunned for a moment.

The time he spent in this world soberly was only five or six years, but now ten years have passed with his eyes closed?

Moreover, the dangerous building has been waiting for him for ten years?

Feeling the still surging aura in his body, a subtle thought slowly rose in Xie Zhuo's heart.

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

When he ran to the ends of the earth, how could that little bastard molest him?

"Qi Ling, let me run with you." He sat up suddenly from the bed, as if he was about to run away.

After a long silence, Qi Ling's voice finally sounded slowly: "Xie Zhuo, you really have no conscience."

Since Xie Zhuo fainted until now, Wei Lou has come to take care of him with his own hands every day, nourishing his vitality with blood, watering this person's life so that it will not wither.

But this person, the first thing he said when he woke up was to run?

Rao is a tool spirit who doesn't understand human emotions, and at this moment, he has some sympathy for Wei Lou.

Why bother to like such a person?

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless.

The smile on Xie Zhuo's lips was slightly stiff, and then he said in a sly way: "What's the good of liking me? If you like me, you will be unlucky."

He didn't want to say anything else, and his spiritual consciousness protruded out like a spider's web.

It was also at this moment that there was an inexplicable change in the heart of Danlou who was in the pool of blood.

He slowly opened his eyes, the eyes that could still see a trace of human emotions had completely fallen into darkness, and the coldness in them was shocking.

In the past ten years, dangerous buildings have become less and less personal.

The man who became the master of the Demon Realm with a very high level of cultivation became more and more like a tyrant, forcing the chaotic Demon Realm to calm down.

But under such stability, there are turbulent waves hidden.

Everyone was waiting for the ten-year-old living corpse in the Gorefiend Palace to die, and for the tyrant to go crazy.

A crazy tyrant will eventually be overthrown.

The dangerous building suddenly stepped out of the pool of blood, and a bloody figure flashed in Xie Zhuo's room.