The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Constantly breaking open space is a huge burden for Chang Xiaoyue who has not yet reached the catastrophe and is only in the integration period.

The massive loss of the power of law in the body made the demon core in the body faintly cracked.

There was no expression on that beautiful face, only numbness.

Chang Xiaoyue didn't understand why.

Why does everyone have to kill themselves!

First, the master wanted to kill me, and now it was my husband who wanted to kill me.

Could it be that it was a mistake for me to come to this world in the first place!

Ever since she became a great monk, Chang Xiaoyue knew that she was just a substitute to avoid the death of her master!

I have resigned myself to my fate, and hid in such a human world, but what I waited for was that the husband I believed was coming to kill me!

As if he was a joke from the beginning.

The person who I thought was like my father since I was a child is still calculating me in the end!

Hu Yun's figure appeared in front of her eyes, and Chang Xiaoyue's body was surging with blood, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Continuously breaking open the space for a long time, coupled with the urgency to attack the heart, made the big demon cultivator who had awakened his real name already at the end of his battle.

Suddenly Chang Xiaoyue stopped, staring blankly at a black figure in the distance.

She didn't want to escape, but felt that death was more like a relief to herself.

"Trouble sword, hurry up, I don't want too much pain!" Chang Xiaoyue stopped and said lightly, standing in emptiness and looking at the young man in front of her.

Leng Qingsong, who was standing with his sword in his arms, looked at Chang Xiaoyue with a calm face in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand but couldn't pull it out no matter what.

Leng Qingsong's hesitation was also seen by Chang Xiaoyue, this kind of hesitation made Chang Xiaoyue unavoidably happy, but only a little bit.

The next second, Chang Xiaoyue appeared in front of Leng Qingsong, her jade hands stretched out towards Leng Qingsong's face, Leng Qingsong subconsciously wanted to hide but did not move.

"Do you know what I'm happiest about? That is my young husband who has always been decisive in killing and has not drawn his sword yet." Chang Xiaoyue chuckled, and looked lazily at Leng Qingsong.

That enchanting and teasing Chang Xiaoyue is back again.

She also didn't understand what kind of emotion she had towards Leng Qingsong.

The man who I always thought was my father once said that as long as I choose Ouyang or Leng Qingsong to be my husband, I will be able to survive the calamity of life and death in the future.

Instead of the glib Ouyang, he chose Leng Qingsong, who was cold when he was young.

Originally, it was just a deal for himself to survive.

But Chang Xiaoyue, who read all kinds of storybooks and novels that Hu Yun brought her from the world since she was a child, is more curious and looking forward to the love in the world.

Will the husband I choose really be able to do the same thing as in the storybook, farming and weaving together with me, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

In the long years, it must be very good for the two of them to be a couple of gods and gods.

Those mortals in the world have a very short lifespan, but their minds are extremely clever.

Chang Xiaoyue is fascinated by each of the poignant or happy love stories in the storybook novels.

Chang Xiaoyue would blush whenever she thought that she would have a big tree to protect her and shelter her from wind and rain.

How can Sichun not think about others?

This big tree naturally turned into the face of Leng Qingsong, the husband she had chosen.

Whenever she thinks of this little husband, Chang Xiaoyue will imitate the way in the world and fold out a star.

Is this love?Probably not.

From the initial transaction to the later wishful thinking, in fact, it was just my own sentimentality.

People are most likely to be moved by themselves, and demons are no exception.

Leng Qingsong kept beautifying in his heart, thus becoming the most perfect appearance in his heart.

When he was in the human world, he would only feel angry because of Leng Qingsong's so-called childhood sweetheart.

It's like a cat that suddenly jumped out of something that I have cherished for a long time and wanted to steal it.

Fortunately, the big log in my house is somewhat disdainful to the cat that steals fish.

On the contrary, Chang Xiaoyue felt satisfied.

Now is the time to wake up from the dream, isn't it?

Where do practitioners get love, everything is just for their own practice.

At this time, Chang Xiaoyue seemed to understand the man she had always regarded as her father, and the evaluation her master gave to that man:

"It's best not to choose Ouyang. Like his master, he seems to be gentle and understanding, but he is the most ruthless person!"

Chang Xiaoyue looked at Leng Qingsong who was holding the hilt of her sword, covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her eyes were full of clarity: "Although it's all my own wishful thinking, I'm still very grateful that you have appeared in my dreams all these years."

Leng Qingsong gripped his sword hilt tightly, Chang Xiaoyue in front of him became desperate to die, but it made him even more unable to pull out the sword.

"Follow me to see brother!" Leng Qingsong said in a low voice.

He didn't understand that Chang Xiaoyue in front of him was the wife his master had found for him, why did he kill her?

Killing her, brother also agrees.

Since the elder brother agrees, it is right.

Leng Qingsong never doubted this point.

Since childhood, Leng Qingsong has already decided that he exists to be the sharpest sword in his elder brother's hands.

Leng Qingsong never doubted Ouyang, everything Ouyang did was correct in Leng Qingsong's eyes!

Now he doesn't feel that Ouyang is wrong, he just wants to take Chang Xiaoyue to see his brother to see if there is a solution.

But Chang Xiaoyue said with some anger: "I don't want to die in front of him!"

Leng Qingsong held Chang Xiaoyue's hand backhand, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Follow me!"

"Hehehe, I've grown up!" Chang Xiaoyue smiled beautifully, her eyes were full of satisfaction, it seemed that this cold big wood still had a little affection for herself in her heart!

Chang Xiaoyue broke through the space again and left Leng Qingsong's side.

Countless paper-stacked stars suddenly danced all over the sky, scattered between the sky and the earth.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Leng Qingsong's mind was shaken, he raised his hand to catch one, looked at Chang Xiaoyue in the distance, and also saw those eyes full of farewell intent.

Leng Qingsong made a decision, took out a black cloth strip from the storage space to tie his eyes, and said softly to Chang Xiaoyue: "I kill people with my sword, this is a habit, I only use one sword , Whether you can survive is entirely up to you!"

Before Chang Xiaoyue could answer, the sky filled with sword light lit up from Leng Qingsong's body.

The huge green lotus bloomed in front of her eyes in an instant, and Chang Xiaoyue seemed to see the ultimate beauty of swordsmanship in just a moment.

Chang Xiaoyue closed her eyes slightly, under such a sword light, she couldn't hide even if she tried her best, and she didn't bother to hide.

Anyway, everyone in this world wants to die by himself, and he has escaped enough, and he doesn't want to live anymore.

The fierce sword light all over the sky continued to flash across his side, sealing off the space around him.

When Chang Xiaoyue opened her eyes in surprise, a strand of hair fell slowly from her ear, but she was not injured at all!

Looking at Leng Qingsong, he found that Leng Qingsong had already disappeared.

Chang Xiaoyue's eyes were full of death, and compared to her own life and death, a feeling of joy at unknown emotions welled up in her heart, she looked towards the direction where Leng Qingsong disappeared, and complained with white eyes:

"If you say your sword is fast, it doesn't mean you can't kill me!"

Ps:

I have never touched emotional drama in my life, the writing is really bad!