When the heroine becomes paranoid

Love at first sight, love in face, loyalty in heart.

That day, at the meeting, on the high platform, the warm face was like peach blossoms, and the white clothes fluttered, landing in her heart like a banished fairy. She approached her god like a devout believer, begging for the light of the god to illuminate her, able to warm her.

Gradually, she was no longer satisfied, she began to want to get close to the gods, touch the gods, and even want to blaspheme the gods.

She knew that she was a sinner, so when the identity of the Demon Race was exposed, she felt that she should be like this, no wonder she had such dirty thoughts, it turns out that everything is bad and hard to change.

Now that her obsession is deep and she has fallen into a demon, now she drags the banished fairy in her heart into hell and dies with her.

Now that she has become a villain, she is simply wicked to the core.

Let's all be lost.

Yu Wanzhao hugged her warm neck with both hands, wanting to kiss those moist thin lips, wanting to taste her desire that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

just a little bit...

Yu Wanzhao suddenly felt that the magic power in his body grew rapidly, and the spiritual power in his body was swallowed up by the sudden increase in magic power, and he had almost no ability to fight back.

Yu Wanzhao tried her best to maintain the continuation of her spiritual power, and she couldn't let the magic power completely swallow up all the spiritual power. She didn't want to be completely enchanted, she didn't want to be separated from the world, and she didn't want to run counter to Wen Nuan completely.

Wen Nuan also noticed the imbalance of magic power and spiritual power in Yu Wanzhao's body, and quickly poured his own spiritual power into Yu Wanzhao's body to maintain the spiritual power and resist the strong surge of magic power.

Yu Wanzhao didn't expect Nuan Nuan to pour spiritual power into her, she could feel a steady stream of spiritual power pouring into the spiritual sea, helping her stabilize the soaring magic power and protecting her fragile Nascent Soul.

"Master, you...?"

Before the words came out, Yu Wanzhao was suddenly pulled down by a huge suction force from below.

Like an invisible and gigantic hand.

With nothing in his arms, Nuan Nuan immediately chased after him, Yu Wanzhao fell too fast, Nuan Nuan circulated his whole body's spiritual power to speed up to catch up.

Yu Wanzhao saw Nuannuan chasing after her, she stretched out her hand towards Nuannuan above, and stretched her fingertips upwards as far as she could.

Seeing this, Wen Nuan immediately stretched out his hand, the fingertips of the two were clearly close at hand, but they couldn't hold each other.

"Wan Zhao—"

What exactly pulled Yu Wanzhao down? !

The system immediately checked the current world plot line, and said in surprise: [This is actually the burial place of Kui Yuan Demon Lord. 】

The burial place of Kuiyuan Demon Lord, that is to say, there is a demon soul inheritance here.

Then, as Yu Wanzhao is the direct bloodline of Kuiyuan Demon Lord, the inheritance of the demon soul will naturally be passed on to his family first.

It's just that although the inheritance of the demon soul is precious, but the huge magic power poured into Yu Wanzhao's body, she might not be able to bear such a majestic power, and there is still spiritual power in her body. If the magic power and spiritual power are completely disordered, Yu Wanzhao It will be broken by a huge force.

puff-

Yu Wanzhao's whole body fell into a pool of blood, and the warmth fell on the edge of the blood pool. Looking at the continuous stream of demonic energy pouring out of the blood pool, they were frantically pouring into Yu Wanzhao's body.

The blood pool violently churned, Yu Wanzhao was like a flat boat with no roots and no support, being stirred by the blood pool.

Wennuan used Quexie to pull Yu Wanzhao out of the blood pool, but found that the blood pool was tightly restraining Yu Wanzhao's body, and he couldn't move at all.

You can't let Yu Wanzhao continue to absorb magic power in the blood pool, otherwise you will really explode and die.

Nuan Nuan took a deep breath and stepped directly into the pool of blood. The piercing pain made Nuan Nuan almost faint.

The pain was like breaking the bones of her whole body. She could hardly move an inch, and she was trembling from the pain even standing where she was.

"Tongzi, pain shielding."

[Only half of the effect, can you do it? 】The system hastily turned on, worried.

Wen Nuan felt that the pain had eased a little bit, and he could bear it by gritting his teeth, "It's okay, if the heroine explodes and dies, we will die too."

The bone-piercing pain seemed to have hundreds of thin needles wrapped in poisonous thorns piercing into the legs. The sharp points and very spicy poison made it extremely difficult for Wen Nuan to take a step.

Every step you take, you have to use your whole body's spiritual power to fight against the sea of ​​blood.

Wen Nuan stretched out her hand and grabbed Yu Wanzhao's hand. The moment she touched the sea of ​​blood, it felt as if all five fingers were broken. She clenched it tightly and pulled Yu Wanzhao into her arms. Regardless of the pain in her body, she walked towards the shore go.

In just a few steps, she seemed to have walked half her life.

It wasn't until she stepped on the ground that Wen Nuan could catch her breath, and her body was shaking with pain.

Nuannuan looked at Yu Wanzhao who was unconscious next to her. The demon spirit in her body was getting out of balance, like a thin bottle filled with hot magma, which seemed about to burst in the next second.

Taiyi Qingxu Pill is in Yu Wanzhao's spirit bracelet, and no one else can open the spirit bracelet unless it is someone who recognizes the master.

Nuannuan intends to forcibly break the spirit bracelet, and it is not safe to take Taiyi Qingxu Pill, but now the heroine is in this situation and can only fight poison with poison.

She just took the spirit bracelet and was about to break it open, but found that she could easily penetrate into the spirit bracelet and take the things inside at will.

Warm pupils trembled slightly, glanced at Yu Wanzhao, and quickly took out the Taiyi Qingxu Pill from the spirit bracelet and gave it to Yu Wanzhao.

This kind of holy medicine elixir, the effect of the medicine is very fast. In an instant, the spiritual power in Yu Wanzhao's body is growing rapidly, as if it has already competed with the skyrocketing magic power.

The two sides are at a stalemate, they repel each other, they are looking for an opportunity to devour each other, and Yu Wanzhao's Nascent Soul looks fragile under such a fight, as if it will be wiped out at any time.

If the monk Yuanying is destroyed, at least his cultivation base will be scattered and he will be reduced to a useless person, at worst, his spiritual sea will dry up and he will die of exhaustion.

It can't go on like this.

The sudden increase in magic power and spiritual power has made Yu Wanzhao's container almost unable to support it, and her Nascent Soul may become a victim of the fighting between demon and spiritual power at any time under such a situation.

"Tongzi, if I divide the primordial spirit and give the heroine half of the power to control the magic power in her body, I shouldn't die, right?"

The system frowned: [There is a 30% chance that you will not die, and a 95% chance that you will become a "vegetative person" who is ignorant of emotions and desires, numb and ignorant. 】

Wen Nuan clenched her palms and gritted her teeth, "Do it!"

You can't let Yu Wanzhao die like this.

[Okay,] The system also knows that there is only such a way at present. Half of the soul of a monk in the Mahayana realm is comparable to a god-grade elixir. Strive for an hour of sobriety every day. 】

"Thanks, Tongzi."

Wen Nuan was about to help Yu Wanzhao up, but she suddenly opened her eyes, the pool of blood dyed her black eyes into red blood, the hatred and bloodthirsty in her eyes were almost substantive.

She stared at Wen Nuan like a ferocious beast.

Yu Wanzhao clearly still has spiritual support in his body, so why did he suddenly become possessed?

Warm and tentative call: "Wan Zhao? Wan Zhao?"

Her bloody eyes moved slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up with an evil charm, "Disciple Wan Zhao pays homage to Master."

[Ah, ah, the heroine's blackening value is increasing, and it is now 8.6! 】The system scratched its head and said, 【Still rising!It's still rising...]

Presumably, the huge demon energy in this blood pool is the so-called demon soul inheritance. At this time, the obsession accumulated in the heroine's heart broke out for a long time, and the whole person has been controlled by the inherited demon soul, and she has no consciousness at all.

"Wan Zhao?" Wen Nuan wanted to wake up the heroine's consciousness, "Wan Zhao, don't let the devil control your mind, Wan Zhao, wake up?"

"Sober?" Yu Wanzhao's bloody eyes flashed a faint light, "Master, this disciple is very sober, very sober, even a sober one knows what he wants."

She grinned at the corner of her mouth, raised a sinister smile, and said with a sneer: "Master, do you know? Five years ago, you wanted to kill the disciple. How sad is the disciple?"

Wen Nuan knew that that incident left an indelible shadow in Yu Wanzhao's heart, so she could only appease Yu Wanzhao first, Wen Sheng said: "Yes, it is the teacher's fault, I am sorry for you, as long as you can forgive me , you can do anything for your teacher, okay?"

"Really?" Yu Wanzhao raised his eyelids, his eyes gradually dimmed, "Then the disciple treats Master like this, can Master also do it?"

"what?"

She faced Nuannuan, spread her five fingers, Nuannuan felt a huge suction force, Yu Wanzhao pressed her under him, and tied her hands with Quexie.

The nimble hands slipped into her clothes, instantly covering her graceful softness, touching that touch of delicate silkiness.

Yu Wanzhao kissed her warm lips fiercely, even though there were bloodshot spots between her lips and teeth, she still did not let go.

The tip of her tongue pressed against her teeth, and squeezed in forcefully, absorbing the nectar she dreamed of.

"Well..."

Wen Nuan didn't expect Yu Wanzhao's obsession to do this kind of thing to her? !

System: [The blackening value has been reduced a little, warm, fast, cooperate with her! 】

Wen Nuan was caught off guard by Yu Wanzhao's stormy kiss, and when she heard the system's prompt, she immediately kissed Yu Wanzhao back, trying to comfort her.

The originally violent kiss gradually eased, the lips and tongue were entangled, and the ears and temples rubbed together.

The clothes of the two gradually loosened in the hot kiss, but the evil was quietly released, Nuan Wen stretched out his arms to wrap around Yu Wanzhao, looking at her, the deep eyes shone with light.

She lowered her eyelashes, falling on Yu Wanzhao's open collar, the familiar scar on her chest.

Wen Nuan raised his hand to rub it, but found that the touch was not as smooth as before. Didn't it grow out of flesh and blood? !

"This is...?" Wen Nuan stared at Yu Wanzhao with rounded eyes.

Why is the shape similar, but the touch is different?

Isn't Yu Wanzhao "she"?

But the familiar throbbing when kissing, and the data given by the system are all the same! ?

"Master, do you think it's ugly?" Yu Wanzhao lay under her, gasping for breath, with her plump white arms resting on her warm neck, "Have you forgotten?"

Warm raised his eyes: "What?"

She raised her upper body slightly, and put her thin lips stained red with blood close to Warm's ear, holding her earlobe in her mouth, but her tone was as cold as a poisonous snake, "Master, you left it yourself."

The scene five years ago flashed across Nuan Nuan's mind. She took the Kan Bing Sword and stabbed Yu Wanzhao in the chest fiercely.

Everyone was surprised and panicked, and the monks applauded.

At that time Yu Wanzhao looked at her in disbelief, her eyes were filled with shock and despair, helplessness and sadness.

Memories, like a ferocious wave, completely overwhelmed her.

Warm's fingertips trembled, caressing the scar, "Why... didn't it disappear?"

She didn't use all her strength, she just pierced three inches, and didn't hurt Yu Wanzhao's heart. With her strength, this sword scar shouldn't be left.

Yu Wanzhao smiled, but her eyes were as cold as ice, "This is left to me by Master himself, how can I be willing to get rid of it?"

Her slightly cool fingers caressed her warm cheeks, slid down to her chin, and caressed her chest leisurely, "Master, is it cold? Is it ice?"

Nuan Nuan's pupils trembled slightly, and he stared at her with wide eyes.

"The person stabbed by Kan Bingjian should have no blood and no trace, and the cold air enters the body. Following the meridians, the blood flows into the whole body and soaks into the bone marrow, making the body as if frozen, enduring the bone-piercing cold, blocked by the blood."

"Master, I don't get rid of this scar, I don't get rid of this coldness, just to remember you every moment."

"Every time it's bitterly cold and painful, when I think about what you brought to me, I feel that the cold is not hard enough and the pain is not deep enough."

Yu Wanzhao held his warm and trembling lower lip in his mouth, and murmured: "Master, you won't regret it in the future. If I hit harder and stabbed deeper, you wouldn't be bullied by my willful actions?"

There was a bit of bitterness in the corner of her mouth, Yu Wanzhao looked at Wen Nuan, and found that she was bursting into tears, and the grief and sadness in her eyes made her stunned.

"Master...?" Yu Wanzhao was at a loss, wiping the tears on her face, "You...don't cry..."

"I was wrong, Master, I was wrong, can you stop crying?"

Yu Wanzhao's bloody eyes suddenly lost their evil spirit and fierceness, and were full of pity and guilt.

She kept wiping away tears for Nuannuan, and begged: "Master, don't cry, it's my fault, don't cry, okay?"

Nuan Nuan hugged her tightly in his arms, tears moistened her eyes, and cried heart-piercingly.

Yu Wanzhao didn't dare to move, so she could only bury herself in her warm arms, and kept saying that I was wrong.

Why is the scar on "her" chest so familiar?

Why is "her" always as cold as ice?

It turned out that she left all of this with her own hands...

Nuan Nuan held the back of her neck, pressed her trembling lips down, and bit her lips frantically, as if only in this way could she feel her real existence.

Yu Wanzhao endured the warm and violent kiss like a storm, but in the next second, his blood eyes froze, and he fainted weakly in the warm embrace.

"sorry Sorry sorry..."

Nuan kept apologizing, and endless guilt and regret eroded her heart.

At this moment, she wished she could kill herself.