Dijun's black moonlight is back

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Xuan Ji lowered his upper body, resting his forehead on Ling Yu's seal.

He threw the cup containing Wangchuan water aside, and the water seeped in, leaving a mark on the bed.

As he spoke, his hot breath spit out on Ling Yu's face, and the tip of their noses could touch each other only an inch away.

Lingyu's eyes are sharper than the goshawks hovering in the sky, she stares at Xuanji as if she is staring at a dying prey.

She doesn't like being threatened.

"Go away." Ling Yu said.

She hadn't been this angry for a long time, and this kind of anger was different from finding out that her scales had been guarded.

The anger at this moment is because she hates herself for being incompetent.

She should raise her wings and fly, and use the evil spirit sword to cut off the demon's head.

Let him know that everything he says and does has a price.

But now she has to ask others to even break the formation.

Xuan Ji pinched her chin, carefully admiring her appearance when she was angry.

Yes, that's how it should be.

When she was with him, she always looked calm and calm, without any emotion on her body.

He also got along with people he didn't care about, and he was like that at that time.

No emotion is tantamount to not paying attention at all.

"Think about it," Xuan Ji said, "tell me what exactly you want to do, and I'll take you there."

Ling Yu hated his eyes so much now, he was just looking at a plaything in his hands that he couldn't escape.

But after thinking about it again and again, she still held back her anger and said: "Mingjing Mountain took my things, and I can only get them back when the formation is broken."

"What?" Xuan Ji asked again.

Ling Yu wanted to pull out her wrist, give him a slap, or punch him, but she just couldn't stand him anymore.

Xuan Ji glanced at her, and the shackles on her hands tightened a little more.

"What?" Xuanji asked again.

"Scale," Ling Yu said, "is in the formation guarding the mountain gate."

Xuanji let go of Lingyu, sat up straight and looked down at her, "I wish I had said no earlier."

While picking up the porcelain cup on the bed and straightening it, he said to her, "That sword is yours too, and the scales in the gate defense are also yours."

"Who the hell are you?"

Ling Yu closed her eyes, not wanting to answer his question.

She had said enough.

"It seems that you stayed in Mingjing Mountain not because you liked that Wuyang Zhenjun," Xuanji said again, "it was for revenge."

He was right about this point, Ling Yu didn't want to deny it.

But she didn't respond to him, and let him talk to himself here alone.

Xuan Ji stood up and walked back and forth in front of her bed: "Since you don't like him, then what kind of person do you like?"

Ling Yu closed her eyes and meditated, pretending that he didn't exist.

Asking nonsense questions, he is the leader of the clan after all, but his mind is full of petty love between men and women.

And why does he have the time to hang around here, don't the demons have business to do?
"Hey," Xuan Ji ran to the bed again and sat down, pushing her arm, "I'm asking you something."

"Let go of me." Ling Yu opened her eyes and said.

"Don't let go." Xuan Ji refused decisively.

Ling Yu really didn't want to talk about him, her sea of ​​consciousness was sealed, could it be possible that she could swim through Yu Ze with a mortal body.

"I like people who don't tie me up." Ling Yu said.

Xuan Ji hesitated, he was really thinking about Ling Yu's words.

He seemed to struggle with his thoughts, and finally decided to undo the shackles and chains on her body.

Ling Yu sat up, crossed her legs and looked at him.

"Let's not talk about our affairs," Ling Yu said, "I was married before, and I swore an oath before the soul of my deceased husband, so I will never talk about love again."

Now Xuan Ji was stunned, he really didn't expect that Ling Yu didn't seem to be very old, and there would be such a thing.

"You lied to me." He insisted that Ling Yu lied to him.

"Have you been to 33 Chongtian?" Ling Yu asked.

Xuan Ji shook his head, he is a demon, how could he have been there.

"Can I go?" Ling Yu asked again.

Xuanji nodded: "Yes."

"Let's go, take me to Yuehengtian of Nothingness." Ling Yu said to him.

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, Xuan Ji obeyed her every word.

Under the Sanqing, there are 33 heavens, which are the places where the immortals practice and live.

The emptiness that Ling Yu mentioned surpasses the sky, which is the place where the Marriage Officer is located.

She took Xuanji to a red thread tree, where all the creatures in the earth and spirit world formed marriages.

As long as the marriage is not broken, there will be a marriage card for the two on the red thread tree.

"This is the Marriage Tree," Ling Yu tore off a hair and handed it to Xuan Ji, "You can see if there is my marriage on it."

This place has never been guarded, it's just a tree anyway, there's nothing worth stealing.

At this time, there were only two people and a tree on the huge cliff.

Xuan Ji was dubious, and caught fire in his hand, igniting her hair.

There was a little red light on the tree, and a marriage card with names engraved on the front and back flew towards him, hanging in front of him.

He has also heard of the marriage tree to some extent, and knows that only three letters and six rituals are required to formally welcome the relatives, write down the marriage letter and ask the heaven and the earth to witness it, and then the marriage officer will write it down and make a marriage plaque to hang on the tree.

Unless you die, you will be here forever.

He looked at the sign, it said a man's name, Ling Yu had really married someone.

Hedi wind.

He wanted to turn it over to see Ling Yu's name, but she took it away with her hand and threw it back on the tree.

"Let's reply now." Ling Yu said.

Xuan Ji looked up at the towering tree covered with red lines and marriage plaques, the reason why he insisted on Ling Yu personally agreeing to get married was because he wanted their names to be hung here as well.

In the end, there was still such an obstacle in the middle.

He thought his opponent was Wuyang Zhenjun on Mingjing Mountain, but he didn't expect it to be a man named He Difeng who died long ago.

What a miscalculation.

Xuan Ji tore a red thread from the tree, turned to look at Ling Yu: "Give me your hand."

Ling Yu's original intention was to refuse, but as soon as Yan Ji said the words, a force pinched her wrist and forced her to raise her hand to reach him.

He lowered his head, carefully wound the red thread around her wrist three times, and then tied a dead knot.

33 The colorful clouds in the sky are always beautiful, and the auspicious beasts and birds soar quietly in the air, everything is as beautiful as a painting.

Under the tree covered with red thread, the mighty demon bowed his head for a woman, and devoutly tied the silk thread that binds love to her hand.

If someone who doesn't know the truth sees such a scene, I'm afraid they really think that the two are some kind of fairy couple.

After tying the red thread, Xuan Ji let go of her hand, and withdrew the force that forced her to raise her hand.

He is a Demon Lord, he doesn't follow the rules of heaven and earth, he only believes in those who follow his will.

"So what," Xuan Ji said, "They're all dead anyway."

"Haven't you heard that there is a lot of gossip at the widow's door?"

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