I don't know how long it took before the churning between the demonic fog gradually subsided and became calm.

When Lei Dong became conscious again, he opened his eyes dimly and looked around vaguely. But I saw that I was in a small col with beautiful scenery, surrounded by lush trees and leaves, fragrant flowers and birds, and mountain streams and streams meandering past the bluestone lying on my body. Suddenly, a woman with white skin and a light and loose black silk robe was leaning against the clean stones by the stream. Seeing her frowning slightly, I don't know what she was thinking?

A pair of slender legs and jade feet soaked in the cool and clear water. Her long, silky black hair fell over her shoulders and rose and fell in the breeze.

That appearance constructs a picturesque scene. But when Lei Dong saw this female demon, he was suddenly shocked in his heart and remembered the past. Hurriedly got up, quickly touched his face and body. The face seems to be fine, uh, and some parts don't seem to be missing. As for the clothes, why did they put on a women's black robe? And Xiuwei? Huh, how did it seem that the dantian was bulging and bulging, and it was clear that Dabi had only been promoted to the eighth layer of qi refining not long ago, how could he feel like he had broken through to the peak again?

Before Lei Dong could finish his doubts, a divine thought that seemed to be substance suddenly enveloped him, unable to move at all, and couldn't shout when he opened his mouth. Just like that, I could only watch myself soar into the air and slowly float in front of her. She was still fiddling with the jade feet in the stream, her expression unchanged, as if the thunder floating in front of her did not exist.

Lei Dong has not yet built a foundation, the internal circulation has not yet been formed in the body, and it is not possible to hold his breath for a long time. It was only a few minutes before his face turned purple. The fear in my heart gradually dissipated, replaced by anger, and my throbbing body trembled.

It is true that there is only one life, and Lei Dong has always cherished it. But at this time, he felt an indescribable anger, did he blame himself for being too weak? So much so that this female devil, who had had a night of joy and was still panting under his crotch before, did not even fluctuate his expression when he was about to pinch himself to death.

Lei Dong now thinks back, combined with some "experiences" in his previous life. When this female devil is with herself, she should still be a chick. But even so, is she really like an ant that can be pinched to death at will? If she is like her, she has peerless power. Even stronger than her, does she dare to despise herself so much?

As the suffocation deepened, the thunderous anger gradually subsided, between life and death, but so. It's just a pity that this life has just disappeared? It's a pity that I haven't had the opportunity to go home and see my parents. Also, Senior Sister, Wanyan, will she be heartbroken because of her death?

Unwilling, really unwilling.

Lei Dong's consciousness slowly dissipated a little. What was vague in front of me was the pretty face of the senior sister who was lightly angry and angry after being provoked by herself.

Wow~

The divine thought that seemed to be substance suddenly dissipated, and the thunderbolt lost its support in the air and fell into the water with a bang. Stimulated by the cold stream, Lei Shao's almost diffused mind was also agitated and sobered up a little.

Thunder shook in the stream, and slowly got up. In his eyes, there was no anger, only endless indifference. calmly, I took a handful of sweet stream water and drank two sips. Wipe off water stains on your face.

Without even looking at the black-robed woman, her steps were a little vague, and she stepped onto the bank of the stream. Walking slowly, but unusually calm and determined, he walked out of the col.

The black-robed woman also sat on the rock without the slightest movement, as if she had been a statue on the shore since ancient times. Only the wind blew her long hair and robe. Lei Dong couldn't see it, her plain hands hidden under the black robe were trembling slightly.

Thunder moved out of the col, and I don't know how long I walked. and the black-robed woman, although the process was strange and incredible. But I have to admit that she is the first woman Lei Dong has ever had in her previous life and this life. After waking up and finding that it was not being supplemented, I thought of the crazy upheaval last night, the feeling of being happy and blending body and mind. made him unconsciously, he had a kind of inexplicable feelings for the black-robed woman.

But, with her contempt for her indifference to herself. The strange feelings that had just arisen were shattered in an instant, and all that remained was humiliating anger.

Is it because my self-esteem has been poked and hurt? Lei Dong felt a faint pain in his heart, strength, only strength can make him truly have everything. If he has the strength to reach the sky, he can completely conquer her with brute force.

Thinking of this, Lei Dong felt that the feeling of dryness and swelling in the dantian was getting stronger and stronger, and the kind of breakthrough was becoming stronger and stronger. He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, could it be that after having a night of happiness with her, instead of being taken up by her, he got a lot of benefits from her?

The ghostly body unfolded, searched around and found a small cave, and tried to break through the gate.

Never before has Leidong's thirst for power reached such a strong level as at this moment. Originally, Lei Dong's motivation for cultivating immortals came entirely from the ethereal desire of immortality, or the desire to have more capital to survive and save his life after he became strong.

There has never been this moment, Lei Dong wants to use violence to smash her indifferent appearance, whether it is physical or mental, to completely conquer her. The feeling of dryness and heat in the dantian is getting stronger and stronger. Lei Dong held his breath and condensed, expelled all distracting thoughts, and slowly induced the true qi into the meridians and flowed. Move on to the next level of cultivation.

She sat there for I don't know how long, sunset and sunrise.

In this life, it seems that from the moment he was born, he was already destined to become a generation of Demon Venerables. From childhood to adulthood, there is only cultivation, continuous cultivation, promotion, and continuous promotion. As her strength increased, the brothers and sisters who were still in contact with her became respectful and awe-inspiring towards her one by one.

Lonesome.

I don't know how long it has been. In addition to cultivation and promotion in life, it is to kill people for the sect. The more people you kill, the more lonely you become. The more lonely you are, the more you want to kill.

Kill to the end, whether it is the right way or the evil sect. When he saw himself, he had a frightened and panicked expression.

Originally, she thought that this life would be spent in killing, and in the end she would die lonely in being killed. She had even forgotten that she was a woman, a woman of flesh and blood.

Originally, she thought that she could easily kill that kid who had cultivated like an ant.

It wasn't until she saw the anger on his resolute face and in his eyes that she knew that it was not easy to kill. If you are ruthless in your heart, you can do it with your hands. But if there is concern in the heart, can the knife still be so sharp?

It wasn't until today that she didn't know that her heart would hurt.

His eyes, from the initial anger, despair, pain, and finally to the end, never showed a look of begging for mercy, and always pierced her heart. But she still wanted to see how long his arrogance could last.

But at the last moment, there was a trace of inexplicable tenderness in his eyes, as well as a trace of deep affection from the bottom of his heart. As if it was like a sharp blade, it was fiercely inserted into her heart, and it was stirred a few times. Because she knew that he was not herself before he died.

In this life, she tasted this for the first time, the taste of heartache. Everything came so quickly and so quickly that it was impossible to defend against.

The name, as if no one had called it for a long, long time, has been forgotten.

Now, it seems that everyone calls themselves, Heavenly Demons.

Her figure turned into a black mist of demonic energy and drifted away. A crystal tear, as if dripping from the void, splashed a tiny, almost invisible wave in the stream.

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