After waking up, I became the god's fiance

Chong Yunju's face was shockingly beautiful, but his eyes were as cold as a knife's edge, and the red wedding dress made him evil and charming, he was not like a god, but more like a demon.

He raised his sword and pointed the blade at Ling Xi:

"Or, you can choose to give me the demon pill yourself."

Lingxi was shivered by his cold eyes - since he knew him, he had never seen his eyes like this, full of murderous intent and no warmth, let him know that Chongyunju really wanted to kill him. He died, not joking.

He took a step back subconsciously, even his shoulders shrunk back:

"Yunju...don't...you know, without the demon pill, I will become an ordinary fox and die soon..."

As he spoke, even his voice trembled.

Because he knew that Chong Yunju's divine power was unfathomable, and it was not something he, a goblin, could resist.

"Yun Ju... as you said, you like me, and your wish is that I can become a fox fairy..."

"Shut up!" Chong Yunju interrupted him in a cold voice, holding his sword, and approaching him, "Don't use such absurd words to confuse people's hearts, I have already seen through the tricks of you, a fox demon!"

He was stunned—what did Yun Ju say?

He said, these are absurd bastards?

However, he had clearly said before that he liked himself, and his only wish was to become a fairy...

He blinked his wet eyes, squeezed his small mouth tightly, tried hard not to cry, took a breath, and then said:

"You, do you gods also lie and deceive people?"

He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "I... I thought only we little monsters could deceive people."

Chong Yunju still looked at him indifferently.

"Yun Ju—" His clear and lively voice was somewhat hoarse, begging for mercy softly, "I know I was wrong, I will never lie to anyone again, I will never steal sweet-scented osmanthus cake again, I will be very obedient Yes, listen to your words and learn to write obediently...I promise, I promise to copy those scriptures a hundred times, and I will never be lazy again...Don't kill me, don't kill me, okay..."

He looked at the unmoved Chong Yunju, tears rolled down his face, and said in despair and sorrow:

"is it okay……"

Chong Yunju lowered his eyelashes, did not look at him, and said in a low voice:

"Give me the demon pill, maybe you can suffer less pain."

Lingxi's tears fell even harder:

"Why do I have to have my demon pill... The princess already has everything, she is so beautiful, she is an upright person, she can marry you, and live a very happy life with you... Without my demon pill, she I can also be very happy, but I don’t have a demon pill, I will become an ordinary little fox, I will be bitten by a snake, I will be eaten by a wolf, I will be in great pain, I will die..."

Chong Yunju still lowered his eyelashes, after listening to his words, he laughed and said mockingly:

"How can there be so many reasons? In the world, how can there be so many reasons?"

Suddenly, he raised his eyes to look at the pretty young man opposite him:

"Give me the demon pill!"

"Don't!" Lingxi took a step back, her face was blurred from crying, but she was still stubborn, "If you give it up, you will die!"

Chong Yunju didn't speak, just smiled coldly, and stood there holding his sword:

"Don't say any more!"

Suddenly, with a movement of his hand, Lingxi knew that he was going to do it, and quickly shifted his shape and shape to escape, but in the next second, he slammed into an invisible wall, with a "bang", he screamed in pain, But in the next second, I heard a "puchi" sound, and my body felt a sharp pain——

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw Chong Yunju was so close to him, so close that he could see his extremely handsome facial features, splattered with bright red blood.

It matches well with his bright red wedding dress.

He lowered his head, and found that the Biyun sword had pierced his chest, and on the tip of the sword, a bead of blood leisurely circled and slid to the ground.

It turned out that it was his own blood.

He shivered in pain, tears blurred his eyes again, tried his best to turn his head away, saw that beautiful and stern face again, and smiled with his mouth pursed:

"fraud."

Chong Yunju didn't show mercy, as if he didn't hear it, he pulled out the Biyun sword suddenly, and he fell to the ground as if losing his focus, looking at the man with blurred eyes——

Stretching out his hand towards him, the demon core in his body glowed red, gradually, spinning, flew out of his body, and finally flew into the palm of the man.

At that time, he hadn't died yet, but Chong Yunju had definitely left, leaving only a red residual figure behind.

He twitched violently, feeling the heat in his body draining rapidly.

So cold and so tired.

He thought, this must be a dream, he had a terrible nightmare on Chongyunju's fragrant and soft couch, when he woke up, Yunju would ask someone to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake for him. He practiced calligraphy obediently, don't be lazy.

……

"what--"

Jiang Sesu woke up suddenly, like a person on the verge of drowning, sitting on the bed, breathing heavily.

His face was itchy, and he touched it, only to find that tears were streaming down his face.

"Turse, what's the matter?" Chong Yan, who happened to come in, seemed surprised when he saw him like this, and walked over quickly, frowning, "Turse..."

"Ah!" Jiang Sesur was startled suddenly, and suddenly seemed to see a ghost, and ran away, "Don't come, don't come..."

"Thurse, Thurse—"

"Don't come, don't come to Chongyunju!" Jiang Sesur hid in the corner of the bed and shivered, almost crying in horror, "I beg, please don't touch me..."

Chongyan's hand that was about to touch him suddenly paused in the air, and he said, "What did you call me?"

Jiang Sesur's tears kept falling, but she still didn't dare to look at him, turned to him sideways, hugged her knees with her hands, and buried her face in her knees:

"You are Chongyunju, you are not Chongyan..."

"What do you remember?"

"The smell on your body is exactly the same as the smell on Chong Yunju's body, exactly the same vomit..."

Jiang Sese thought of the smell of freesia mixed with his own blood, and felt nauseated, lying on the bed and vomited.

"Ouch—" He couldn't vomit anything, but he was still vomiting, choking with discomfort.

Seeing him crying and vomiting, Chong Yan couldn't breathe, anxious and flustered:

"Thurse, I'm not, Thurse..."

"Don't come here..." Jiang Sesu cried even harder. Seeing him passing by, he was so frightened that he rolled and crawled under the bed, but he had no strength at all, and fell to the ground directly, but he couldn't feel the pain Generally, he kept crawling into the corner, "Don't come here, I don't have a demon pill, I'm not a monster..."

Chong Yan suddenly stopped moving.

The eyelashes fell, and the corners of the lips were pulled:

"...I'm sorry...I'll call Qingqing."