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When the two found an intimate frequency that was most suitable for both of them, Yaxiu felt that their souls began to melt like ice cream, like two **** of soft cream invaded and merged together, regardless of each other, and the water melted.

No wonder no one will trade soul fragments. In this state, the party with a stronger and higher soul realm occupies the absolute dominance. Hand over your life to the other party and let him play with you!

But Ash is not afraid at all, maybe because the ruby ​​chain will restrain Vichy's behavior, even if she is malicious, she can't hurt herself, or maybe because he is actually afraid, but he doesn't hate this feeling.

Their bodies demanded from each other, their souls invaded and intermingled, and they became the closest existence to each other in terms of spirit and body, but deep in Ash's heart, he still loathed Vichy's cruel and violent nature, and still Fearing Vichy's possible betrayal, he is still wondering what conspiracy Vichy is hiding.

He loved her like a lover, and was wary of her like a ghost.

Love and dislike, intimacy and fear, peace of mind and apprehension, all kinds of complex and even contradictory thoughts coexist in Ashius' mind at the same time, there is no more twisted and weird relationship than this. The demand reached its peak, gradually corroding Ash's sensibility and rationality.

Like a trap laid by a devil, like a quagmire made by an evil spirit, he fell into desperation little by little, sinking into tenderness little by little.

Yaxiu was wondering if he was broken, he had clearly made up his mind, as long as Weixi refused to change her brutal behavior, he would completely give up, cut off the future like abandoning the past, and let go of his unknown intention , follow the advice of Jian Ji and the others, become the harshest warden, and suppress this inhuman prisoner.

Vichy did not let him down, she maintained her dignity as a ghost prophet, obviously as long as she was a little more well-behaved, she could be treated equally by Ashura, but she still showed her fangs stubbornly, as if shouting that there are only humiliated people in this world. Demon maid, ghost prophet without submission!

Her figure can be extremely humble, but she has always been extremely conceited in her bones!

However, when Ash gave up and completely admitted that Vichy was the devil he hated from the bottom of his heart, Vixi proposed this deal that could restrain her fangs, she could have proposed it earlier!

If Vichy had offered to exchange her soul fragments for her self-discipline earlier, Yaxiu would not have questioned her to the point of tearing her face apart, and naturally she would not have been completely disappointed. And Vichy needed soul fragments so much, she should have proposed this deal a long time ago!

But she just didn't do it.

She seemed to be intentionally waiting for Ashura's questioning, and took this opportunity to completely shatter Ashura's unrealistic fantasies, so that Ashura could see clearly the twisted roots of her brutality hidden in her. When Ash was completely disappointed, she traded her soul fragments again, showing her delicate flowers and emerald green leaves to him. ． ． ． ． ． ．

Yaxiu faintly realized that he was being played with. Vichy deliberately made Yaxiu completely loathe him, and then made him fall in love with the ghost prophet whom he hated the most. She just wanted to see Yaxiu fall into this entangled and painful complex mood.

Worthy of being a Ghost Prophet, this is a high-end operation that I can't think of even if I want to blow my head. Yaxiu sadly found that he could no longer get rid of Vichy's conspiracy and tricks, so he had to severely demand some compensation from Vichy.

Vichy seemed to be able to feel the change of Ashura's mood. This was the first time that she did not regain the initiative and allowed herself to be plundered wantonly by Ashura, just like a prisoner obediently catering to the warden's whip.

When the lips parted, a transparent thread was drawn between the lips, and Vichy almost melted into a puddle of water, leaning softly on Ash's body. The two hugged each other, as if taking advantage of the intermission to quickly recover their strength, their breathing was shallow and fast, their bodies were hot, and even their skin was warm pink.

"Is it enough?" Ash asked suddenly.

"Not enough." Vichy said lazily, "I have to go deep into the deepest part of your soul to find all the last fragments of your soul."

blow away. "

"Then how did you get to the deepest part?"

"Just love me, this is the most crucial step." Vichy whispered in his ear, "I failed to penetrate into your soul, you should reflect on yourself, it must be that you did not pretend to love me deeply." Feeling."

Yaxiu thought for a while, then suddenly looked at her and asked, "What about you?"

"Um?"

"When you penetrate into my soul, I also penetrate into your soul." Ash said, "If the prerequisite for surrendering your soul is pure love, then don't you?"

"That's right, I like you too." Vichy smiled and said, "You are the only person of the opposite **** that I have ever liked in my long life. Unfortunately, you are not an elf. It seems that the blood of the eternal evening elves is still going to be extinct."

Ash was stunned, with disbelief in his eyes: "Really?"

"Of course it is true. I am the last Eternal Elf. If I combine with humans, the offspring will definitely not be able to maintain the eternal blood unity."

Ash was a little helpless: "You know that's not what I asked."

"Are you asking me that I like you? Of course it's true." Vichy stared straight at him, and the bewitching fragrance lightly breathed on Yaxiu's face: "I can really pretend to like you. "

Seeing the stunned expression on Ash's face, Vichy couldn't help laughing so hard that her curly pink ponytails swayed. She hugged Ashius, with a mocking smile on her face: "Otherwise, what do you think? I'm a thousand-year-old demigod ghost prophet! How could I really like others? What is there for a person like you to be worthy of my heart?"

"But in order to advance to the rank of God Lord, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I can fake my feelings, even if I like you, it doesn't matter." She approached Ashura with a smirk and raised her eyebrows provocatively: "What about you? You should You won't be tempted by my false feelings, will you? You don't really like me, do you?"

Yaxiu pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head: "Of course not, I only pretended to like you to prevent you from killing your life. You are a vicious ghost prophet. How can I like you, a sorcerer?"

"That's right."

Vichy saw the familiar color in Ash's eyes, it was the desire to dodge and guilty, she knew rationally that she couldn't do it, but emotionally she kept looking for reasons for her wrong behavior. She finally made Ashura fall In the same situation as her.

Yaxiu guessed right, Vichy did it on purpose.

Being in love with each other is no different from a curse to her, she is not willing to have an extra weakness for no reason, let alone give her heart to others. If she becomes like Jian Ji Yindeng, then she might as well commit suicide and wash away her memory up.

But it's fine if it's fake.

If it is out of interest, it is reasonable.

This is not only her wish, but also the wish of Yaxiu, and even the wish of Jian Ji and the others.

"The Ghost Prophet doesn't want to like you, and you don't want to like the Ghost Prophet either." Vichy pressed against Ash's lips, with a hint of charm flowing on the brow, showing sweet tenderness without any scruples, and said softly: "We can only be like this , embracing each other hypocritically."

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