Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

At dawn, before the light of the sky shone down through the thick clouds, a blazing flame in Xingyao Palace in the distance caught Fu Liang's attention first.

"Fuck."

Fu Liang cursed secretly.

He clearly discerned that the burning place was the star palace he once occupied.

Unexpectedly, Ji Jiu would not let go of his palace, and deliberately set fire to his past in front of him——

Su Muyao burned down the entire Fujia Village, and Ji Jiu burned down his star palace.

Fu Liang looked at the raging flames from afar, the knuckles of his knuckles holding the sword turned white and the veins protruded.

During the days when Fu Liang was not in Xingyao Palace, Ji Jiu would visit Xingyao Palace when he was bored, and the furnishings inside were exactly the same as before Fu Liang left.

Although he knew that these things had nothing to do with the real Fu Liang, he still couldn't help being emotional, and sometimes he just slept on his bed and hugged his quilt to fantasize.

It was still dark, Ji Jiu stood in front of the star palace and looked at the night before dawn. Thinking of the decisive battle in the evening, he suddenly wanted to give Fu Liang a hatred value, so he burned his star palace casually, and the dark blue night engulfed him. The fire... how beautiful it is.

At dusk, the cold sunlight shines on the cliffs, the rime on the mountain is crystal clear, and the white snow shines like broken gold.

Fu Liang raised his sword and arrived at Jueming Cliff on time. He didn't notice any difference here. Before Ji Jiu arrived, he stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking at the white snow.

For some reason, the ending with Qin Mu in the second plane flashed in his mind. It was also in a beautiful evening, and he couldn't help smiling, with a hint of sadness in his smile.

Fu Liang listened carefully to the movement behind him, there was more than one person coming, and even if there was only a trace of the familiar sandalwood, he could not help but catch it in time.

"My dear apprentice, long time no see." Ji Jiu looked at his back and closed his eyes halfway, and greeted him in Su Muyao's tone, "Master, I miss you so much."

Duan Xiao and Xin Wuran in the wheelchair stayed outside the blood formation. When Duan Xiao heard Su Muyao's ambiguous voice towards Fu Liang, his heart felt as if he had been stabbed, and his eyes under the veil were full of blood.

Xin Wuran patted him on the shoulder knowingly, trying to make him feel relieved.

But Duan Xiao ungratefully raised his hand and brushed his hand away, looking at the two people in the blood formation with piercing eyes.

Fu Liang turned around, his red in the white snow was especially dazzling.

Ji Jiu looked at him with a slight smile: "Fu Liang, don't come here without any problems."

As he spoke, he slapped the palm of his left hand downward, and the blood formation that had been set up in advance was activated in an instant. Fu Liang found that he and Ji Jiu were both standing in the formation, and the red runes under their feet shone red, completely covering them.

"Aren't you too insidious? Don't you dare to fight me openly?"

Fu Liang asked in a slightly speechless manner. At the same time, the long sword drew out of its sheath and slashed towards the light wall. The light was as impenetrable as a copper wall and an iron wall, and he was really blocked in it.

"You are wrong, am I afraid that you will escape?" Ji Jiuliang held out the whisk in his hand, and the long hair of the whisk rested in the crook of his arm.

"let's start."

Fu Liang didn't want to talk nonsense with him any more, turned the long sword in his hand around and stabbed straight at Ji Jiu's face.

Ji Jiu deliberately stood still, and when the tip of the sword was about to touch his skin, he slid to the right, avoiding it with ease, and at the same time said teasingly: "Fu Liang, anyway, you and I still have love in bed, let's strike!" You don't have to be so cruel, do you?"

"Don't disgust me."

Fu Liang flipped his wrist holding the sword, and the blade slashed hard at Ji Jiu's neck.

Ji Jiu short body staggered and handed out the sword that was entangled with Fu Liang, and opened a short confrontation distance with him, and smiled softly: "Disgusting? Fu Liang, why are you duplicity, when you are on the bed, you The facial expression, voice and body are obviously very enjoyable."

"Shut up."

Fu Liang was irritated by him, besides... In this plane, when did they have sex on the bed? ?

He gritted his teeth and cut off Ji Jiu's whisk, and the sword light flashed and cut Ji Jiu's arm, and his moon-white clothes were soaked red with blood.

Ji Jiu was forced to step back a few feet. He squinted slightly to look at the Heart of Blood Core on Fu Liang's left cheek. He knew that the Heart of Blood Core was exerting its power at this moment.

"It really is a miraculous thing. It seems that I am lucky enough to see a miracle today."

Ji Jiu cursed in his heart, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The blue veins on the back of Duan Xiao's left and right hands holding the armrest of the wheelchair are about to burst out, because his skin is very white and thin, and Xin Wuran who is on the side is always worried that his blood vessels may burst and die at any time.

Su Muyao's various flirting with Fu Liang let him know that the two of them had skin-to-skin relationship for a long time, and more than once or more than one night, jealousy burned him like a fire and suffocated him.

If possible, he really wanted to rush into the blood formation immediately and kill Fu Liang together with Su Muyao...

But he can't now, he has a plan with Su Muyao, and...he can't get in either.

After the Heart of Blood Core successfully parasitized on him, it would not be too late for him to kill Fu Liang.

Thinking of the ending that Fu Liang would be tortured to death by himself, he not only raised his lips slightly evilly, but also couldn't help but let out a series of low and turbid laughter.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Xin Wuran squatted in front of him worriedly and looked at him.

Duan Xiao bit his lower lip, and said fiercely: "Nothing."

Xin Wuran: "..."

After a stick of incense, Ji Jiu's body was covered with large and small wounds, but Fu Liang only had bloodstains on the tiger's mouth of his right hand from being scratched by a whisk.

Under the protection of the Heart of Blood Core, Ji Jiu couldn't get close to him most of the time.

Despite this, Ji Jiu was still willing to provoke him, and continued to hide while saying: "Fu Liang, I really want to know how you felt when you saw Wen Qing screaming in pain under Duan Xiao? Are you Do you want to kill Duan Xiao more, or kill me? Or..."

"Ji Jiu, shut up for me."

There was fire in Fu Liang's eyes, and the light of the blood core on his cheek burst out with stronger power again. The sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and instantly cut Ji Jiu's left cheek. long sword.

After standing still, Ji Jiu raised his knuckles to gently caress the wound on his cheek. His knuckles were stained with warm blood. He raised his long and upturned eyes and looked at Fu Liang: "You disfigured me, so why don't you do it again?" Will you love me?"

Fu Liang was stopped by his words, his nostrils moved lightly, and without a word, he rushed towards Ji Jiu again with his sword in hand.

Ji Jiu leaned back and dodged in a hurry, and moved around behind Fu Liang. The white hair of Fuchen became longer and stretched to tie Fu Liang's neck: "I haven't finished talking yet, or are you watching?" When Qing Wenqing and Duan Xiao were doing love/things, did you think of me, fantasizing about being romantic with me again..."

Fu Liang's face twitched: "I told you to shut up, are you deaf?"