Sexy! Secretly sweet! Black Moonlight dressed as a yandere!

Chapter 168 Lord God Lotus Palace, New Plane

Looking back on this starry life, I have no regrets, but mortal life is limited after all.

The names Jiang Silian and Lu Xinghan have been recorded in film history. After one of the same-sex lovers passed away, the other followed him.

Never give up in life, never leave in death, this is already a legend in today's impetuous world of love.

The moment consciousness in the human world disappeared, and when he opened his eyes again, Silian returned to the divine world.

Countless subtle but shining golden lights disappeared into the red lotus.

These golden lights are all the merits Silian accumulated in this world.

Some are because he became the best actor and became the belief of some people, and some are the patients, out-of-school children, and girls who came out of the mountains rescued by the charity foundation established by Silian...

The golden light lingers, more and more. The red lotus became more and more beautiful as if it had been filled with blood. The edge of the bright red seemed to be faintly plated with a layer of golden light.

However, the golden color on the edge of the lotus petals flickered, as if it was imprisoned by some barrier.

The god with hair as bright as flowing silver bowed his head gently, lowered his eyes and picked up his fingers, as if he was looking at flowers.

However, the golden light bloomed bit by bit from the god's beautiful fingertips, turning into substance on the red lotus petals, no longer a vague illusion.

Thus, the gorgeous color adds a touch of nobility and holiness.

But in a moment, the golden red lotus turned into a beautiful young man with a scorching appearance in the blink of an eye, and the finger that the god had not withdrawn landed on -

Unbiased, right on Silian's lips.

Silian opened her eyes and subconsciously called his name, "Rong Yan..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his two lips opened slightly.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or what, but as soon as he opened his lips, he actually rolled a little of Rong Yan's fingertips into his mouth.

Silian is no longer a bright and innocent young man who is inexperienced in world affairs, so his shining eyes widen slightly...

Rong Yan's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "How long do you want to bite me? Let go."

"...Oh." Silian obediently opened her lips and teeth, puffed out her cheeks slightly, raised her bright eyes and glared at the silver-haired and ink-clad god with hatred, "You are cruel to me."

Rong Yan: "So?"

The beautiful young man in red blinked his eyes and tugged on the god's thick dark silver sleeve, "My fragile glass heart has been hurt, you have to compensate!"

Mo Xiu was pulled by the young boy, but Rong Yan didn't say a word of reprimand. Instead, he asked kindly, "How do you want me to compensate?"

Who can help but say this is connivance.

Even though he has lived twice in the mortal world and his character has been tempered, in front of Rong Yan, Silian will always be the little Honglian who was raised by him, so he always looks extra childish.

Silian tilted his head and thought for a moment, then bit his lip and said, "I want to know which divine king was with me in the first life..."

The vague memory of the first life in the mortal world came back to mind after returning to the God Realm.

Silian did not forget to ask about things that he had not asked Rong Yan here last time.

Rong Yan's eyes moved slightly, "No."

At least, not yet.

"Why?" Seeing the god raising his sleeves, Silian's expression changed, "How about you let me take a look at the Seven Emotions Fruit on the sacred tree..."

"Rong Yan, you bad guy..."

Before he could even say a few words, he was sent down to the realm by Rong Yan again. Silian was the only one who experienced such frequent tribulations throughout the ages.

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"Ye Zhuolian, do you know your mistake?"

An extremely cold and indifferent voice came from above the solemn hall, and the powerful pressure of spiritual energy poured towards him like a heavy and towering mountain, forcing Silian to bow his head and kneel down.

Silian snorted.

A slight vein appeared on his forehead.

There were still some whispers and taunts floating around the hall.

"If you dare to attack a fellow sect member, Ye Zhuolian will probably be punished this time by thinking about crossing a cliff, right?"

"Oh, who told him to hurt his junior brother? He deserves to be punished by the master!"

"You are really ugly and weird. How can we have such a vicious senior brother?"

"It would be better to drive him out of the Immortal Sect..."