In the devil world, the morning light outside the window is dim, but the darkness surrounding the girl in the house has not faded away.

She fell into a deep nightmare, and the cold sweat on her forehead soaked her hair——

"The traitor Ning Xiang of Shaoyang Peak has willingly fallen into the devil's path. He has killed several of his fellow disciples, and even cruelly dealt with her adopted sister, leaving her unconscious to this day. It's really hard to describe, and extremely vicious!"

"Today, I, Ning Tianhe, as her biological father and as the master of Shaoyang Peak, in order to give you and all the dead disciples an explanation, I am here to destroy her Dantian, peel off her sword bones, and sink her into the Motan where there will be no reincarnation.

, do you have any objections?"

Ning Tianhe walked up to the girl who was kneeling on the ground with her right hand holding the Demon-Slaying Sword, and asked the cultivators around the peak.

The pure white disciple robe that the girl was wearing had been dyed deep red by blood, and there were hundreds of scars all over her body. Her messy black hair was blown away by the cold wind, revealing her face that had already turned pale and cold.

Her chest did not rise and fall, and her entire body weight was supported by the Demon-Slaying Sword in her hand. She had obviously been dead for a long time.

But no one seemed to notice this, and they all cursed and shouted "scum" and "shame" in anger, and some even threw rocks and branches at her, as if she had really done something heinous.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Ning Tianhe dug out Ning Xiang's sword bones, turned her into a ball of rotten flesh without the support of the bones, and kicked her into the Motan, as if the person he just kicked out was not his biological daughter.

, just a dead dog.

But not long after the girl's body sank into the pool, overwhelming demonic energy suddenly enveloped the entire Shaoyang Peak, and a very conspicuous pale pink figure appeared with a stream of light and headed straight for the Motan.

When this figure rushed out of Motan again, there was already something in his arms.

It was a young man wearing a wooden mask and light pink clothes. His exposed passionate peach blossom eyes had become horribly bloodshot at this moment, and his whole body was filled with sharp murderous aura.

"How dare you...?!"

The man was like a beast that had lost its partner, roaring and asking questions in a heart-rending voice.

A steady stream of magic power slowly enveloped his body as he roared, causing his beautiful black hair to turn white in an instant. His exposed flesh was also covered with large cracks, as if the next moment it would shatter like pottery falling to the ground.

split.

Someone discovered his intention and shouted in horror: "No, the devil Mo Yinxing wants to blow himself up, stop him quickly!!"

The soul-like Ning Xiang was floating next to her body. The master who watched her sacrifice her life to protect her used the filthiest words to slander her, and even refused to let her enter reincarnation. On the contrary, she had sealed her with half her life.

The arch-rival Demon King fished out her body, and now he wants to kill himself to avenge her, which only makes him feel ironic and surprised.

She stared blankly at the stupid demon in front of her who had turned her hair gray. She felt a dense pain in her heart for no apparent reason, and asked hoarsely: "Why...?"

But Mo Yinxing was destined not to hear what she said. He just stared at the sleeping girl in his arms and whispered softly: "Ning Tianjiao, I'm so sorry..."

What's the regret? Ningxiang's ears became buzzing under the wider magic coverage, and she couldn't hear clearly.

He could only watch helplessly as more chaps spread all over his body, shaking his head with tears and saying, "You don't want..."

"You don't want it!!"

Ning Xiang shouted, suddenly woke up from the couch and sat up, breathing heavily.

Tears soaked her entire face, and the cold sweat on her forehead continued to slide down as her chest heaved violently, making her headband become even wetter.

She sat on the couch and rested for a long time, until her aching heart felt much better, then she raised her eyes to look at her surroundings——

The room was filled with all kinds of furniture with peach blossom carvings and some weird gadgets, and she was sitting on a big soft bed with pink curtains, and her clothes had been stripped down to her underwear.

A steady stream of rich peach blossom fragrance penetrated her nose, giving her the illusion of being in a peach forest.

It only took a moment for her to guess where she was.

And the figure that appeared in her sight next confirmed what she thought.

"Hey, you're awake?" Mo Yinxing entered the couch room covered in morning dew, holding a peach blossom folding fan and walking slowly towards Ning Xiang.

As he got closer, a stronger peach blossom fragrance overflowed from around his body.

Ning Xiang's eyes were fixed on his black hair, which was still as black as ink. Before he stopped behind her, she called him inexplicably: "Mo Yinxing?"

Hearing the sound, Mo Yinxing raised his eyes to look at her, but was surprised to find that her eyes were not as cold and unhappy as he was used to seeing, but instead were filled with an emotion that he couldn't explain.

Seeing this, he looked strange for a moment and then continued to wait for her next words.

But who would have expected that the girl in front of him didn't speak anymore, but stretched out her hand to him with a dazed look on her face, wanting to touch his face wearing a wooden half-face mask.

Mo Yinxing had never seen her do such an action before, and was stunned for a moment. His peach blossom eyes hidden under the mask stared at her in confusion.

But just when her right hand was about to touch his face that was cracked into dust in the previous life, Ning Xiang took a breath again and carefully stopped her hand. There was a small hope and a huge fear in her eyes, as if she took another inch forward.

Then something happens that she can't bear.

Seeing her like this, Mo Yinxing frowned even more, and he moved his face closer to her, gently touching her fingertips, and continued to stare at her curiously, wanting to see what she was going to do.

But what shocked him very much was that he then saw crimson staining the corners of her eyes, and crystal tears gathered into beads at a terrifying speed, falling continuously from her eyes.

"Mo Yinxing..." The girl called him by his full name for the second time today. The feeling given to Mo Yinxing was completely different from the first time. However, he couldn't think of what was different at the moment, and he was not in the mood to think about it.

He looked at the girl who was crying in front of him for the first time and said at a loss: "Ning Tianjiao, why are you crying all of a sudden?"

However, his words made Ning Xiang's tears flow even more violently. She leaned forward and plunged into his arms under his shocked gaze. She stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly.

"I dreamed that you, stupid devil, died...it was such a miserable death...but it shouldn't have been like this..."

Mo Yinxing's face turned dark when he heard the first words she said, thinking that she hated him so much that she wished he would die even in her dream, but after hearing her last words, the anger in his eyes

The grievances and grievances quickly dissipated and turned into deep surprise, and he started to push her:
Chapter completed!