the day of marrying a celestial boss

Seeing the message, Ji Mo let out a 'huh': "The two of you are queuing up, and you actually let this famous idle boss come over and execute your sentence in person."

He sighed to Xiaobai with some pity: "It's just that our immortal monarch has always been indifferent and unreasonable, and never pitied others."

"You must be good in a while, so that you can avoid some flesh and blood pain. Do you understand?"

Seeing that Ji Mo wanted to protect him, Sang Bai pricked up his ears even more obediently, and asked, "Then you, can you tell that fairy that I can accept lightning strikes, two or three."

"That's...can you spare me a year of confinement?"

Ji Mo is strange: "Aren't you asking for trouble?"

One year's confinement is nothing to a demon who can live for thousands of years, but the punishment of a thunderbolt can tear apart the soul and leave scars for eternal life.

Qi Ao twisted his body and shouted from Sangbai: "What are you thinking! One year of confinement can pass in the blink of an eye. One thunderbolt can cut half your lifespan! You want three more, you don't want to die?!"

Ji Mo clasped his ears in disgust: "Tsk, the stinky wolf still has the strength to make noise. Is this posture too comfortable?"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Ao originally cut his hands behind his back, and the rope tied to his feet suddenly stretched and became longer and connected again, and tightened hard.

In an instant, Qi Ao's screams became louder, and at the same time, his body was bent backwards and strangled into a 'C' shape.

A nasty gesture.

The humiliation of Qi was greater than the physical pain, he gritted his teeth while sucking in the cold air, and said fiercely: "You..."

Looking at the cool smile in Ji Mo's eyes with the long black hair, he swallowed the word 'transformation' abruptly, and could only whimper in pain.

Ji Mo was very satisfied with Qi Ao's reaction, so he put it aside to appreciate it for a while, then continued to squat beside Xiao Bai, poking the tips of his cute velvet ears with his fingers.

Smiling and asked: "Tell me, why is the cutie not confinement, but would rather be beaten."

Sang Bai looked terrified, and also understood that this seemingly friendly Ji Mo was really a pervert in his heart.He didn't dare to lie, and whispered: "Because I want... to find a friend, and I already have his clues. If I come out after a year of confinement, I'm afraid he won't know where he will go again."

Ji Mo: "Then you know, after the three thunderstorms, you probably have to lie down for two years to recuperate, so what kind of friends are you looking for?"

"what?"

Sang Bai's face changed, and he asked blankly: "Is the thunderbolt so powerful?"

Jimo was amused by his simplicity, cute creatures can always arouse a hidden emotion in the strong.

The young man with fox ears in front of him has soft white skin and hair, looking pure and beautiful.It is clearly a pair of charming peach eyes, but the eyes are innocent and timid.

Especially such a beautiful young man was afraid that he would not dare to dodge, even if his ears were poked with his fingertips, it made Ji Mo want to bully him a little bit.

The smile in Ji Mo's eyes was even bigger, and he reached out to grab the soft white plush ears in his hands.

As a result, before it could be touched, strong and pure spiritual power suddenly surged from the stable barrier.Surrounded by spiritual power, a tall figure appeared, with the appearance of a bright man.

Handsome and tall.

With a clean breath that is not stained with mortal dust, it is also an indifferent momentum that ignores everything.

The strong spiritual power on the man suppressed everyone in the barrier to bow their heads and surrender.

Ji Mo rested his hand next to Sang Bai's ear, and said with a smile, "Leader He came so fast."

He Yuan glanced at him lightly.

The next moment, the back of Ji Mo's hand was severely whipped by an invisible whip.

With a groan, he withdrew his hand abruptly, looked at He Yuan with a grievance and couldn't help gasping: "What did you hit me for?"

He Yuan remained silent, looking down at the young man squatting on the ground.

Sang Bai, breathing stagnation.

The spiritual power in the enchantment is a taste he can't forget.

The person standing in front of him was the man who had been entangled all night last night.

Just now, he was lying beside this man greedily breathing the aura from his body.

And now, he is the executioner.

Sang Bai didn't dare to look at him anymore, waiting for unknown punishment.

He even secretly thought that at least he would feel more comfortable being punished by this executioner.

He looked down at the ground and saw the man's footsteps approaching him step by step. The shaking trousers were still the same as last night. Sang Bai still remembered the smooth and cool touch of the fabric.

The footsteps stopped one meter in front of him.

Sang Bai's heart beat uncontrollably.

The man spoke: "It is a crime to use spiritual power without authorization to disturb the continuity of human beings."

The sound was the same as last night, clear and three-dimensional surrounding the ears.But without the tenderness of last night, it was terribly cold.

Darken inside the barrier.

A lead-colored black cloud appeared in the sky, and the thunder in the cloud was frightening.

Sang Bai closed his eyes, waiting for the thunder punishment that would tear his soul.

There was a thunderbolt, and the thunder light shook.

Sang Bai didn't wait for the pain to come, but heard Qi Ao beside him let out a heart-piercing scream.

He looked over in astonishment, and saw Qi Ao's constantly struggling and twisted body.It's not just the body that hurts, but also the soul.

He saw Qi Ao's soul trembling and struggling as if his body had been stripped away, and the pain was so painful that the prototype was highlighted.

He Yuan's cold and steady voice continued to sound from above: "Intentionally hurting humans is the second."

Dark clouds rolled down, and the second thunderbolt fell.

Qi Ao's screams became low and hoarse, and his weak sobs were filled with unbearable crying and begging for mercy.

Sang Bai closed his eyes and didn't dare to look any more, his arms supporting the ground trembled slightly.He underestimated the power of the thunderbolt too much, let alone three things, he might not be able to bear even one.

He thought: What would happen if such thunder fell on him?

"The third..."

He Yuan's steady and slow voice suddenly stopped.

He didn't mention Qi Ao's crimes, but the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

The third thunder was brewing in the dark clouds. The rumbling and shaking sound and the dazzling lightning flashes declared that this furious thunder contained more power than the first two, and it was horrifying and terrifying.

At the same time as the third thunder that shook the world fell, they all let out heart-piercing wails.Afterwards, the dying man showed the prototype and collapsed to the ground.

It was a brown-gray wolf demon, with shocking thunder marks on its body hair and scars and blood stains on its red flesh.

Now even Ji Mo couldn't bear to look directly at him, sighed and shook his head: "It's too cruel. It's better to burn it directly."

Sang Bai was weak all over, his trembling hands could hardly support the ground, even the fluff of his ears and tail were trembling with fear.

When he escaped from the hotel, deep in his heart he wanted He Yuan to remember him a little bit.

But now, he only hoped that Ge Rong would erase He Yuan's memories of last night.

Otherwise, his crime is more serious than Qi Ao.

It will be more painful and tragic to die.

The man walked towards him, one step, two steps, and stopped a foot away from him.

Sang Bai didn't dare to raise his head, looking at the feet on the ground, his trembling lips tried hard to beg for mercy: "I...I was wrong..."

"Do not be afraid."

He Yuan bent down and stretched out his palm towards him: "I will never let Qi Ao bully you again."

It's a different person from Bing Leng just now.

It's the same tone as last night's tenderness.

Sang Bai:? ? ?

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