The Lord who use immortals as food

She was reluctant to leave and come back, so it was only after Daji clearly told her that her heart was poisoned that he forcefully locked her up in the courtyard.

But in the year since she left the Yi family, the coldness in her body has been washed away by the man's warm heart, and she has become like a person in the world of mortals.

Everything that follows follows from this.

Now, the woman collapsed in front of these words. After enduring the torture for thirty years, her vulnerability was even beyond the girl's imagination.

"I have no choice," she cried. "I can only spend more time with him, make his paintings stand higher, and let him know more friends. I have no choice."

"He doesn't care about that, he only cares about you." Li Mingqing looked directly into her eyes and said softly, "Why don't you leave with him?"

The woman froze in place.

Li Pingqing pierced the heart poison.

Something broke with a "pop" sound.

Yi Danjun's mind was indeed damaged and fragile. She had almost no defense or vigilance. Li Mingqing easily stabbed the sword into her heart.

Yi Danjun couldn't accept the torture she inflicted on a man. Under the intense pain and shame, her mind had already collapsed and she would definitely change her choice.

Li Mingqing also thought up a reason for her "kiss" - her younger brother was full of energy and was willing to help her; her younger sister was not sensible yet, so she should take her away from all this.

Go report it to the government, report it to the Immortal Platform. You have always thought that it is natural to believe in the Immortal Lord. You have been indifferent to the world under the influence of the Dragonborn since you were a child, but now the man has let you into this fresh life.

But she received no answer, and the woman in front of her remained silent for a long time.

The man on the side was still staring down at the painting, and the building suddenly fell into absolute silence.

"But..." the woman trembled and raised her head, her face covered with bright tears, "...it can't be done."

Li Mingqing was stunned.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have missed something.

The feeling of being stared at made her hair stand up. The girl raised her head suddenly and saw a man hidden in the darkness sitting on the top floor of the small building. His face was not clear, But that heavy and compelling gaze covered every ground.

A long gun was held motionless in his hand, and the shadow of the gun looked like a ferocious dancing snake in the flickering candlelight.

He sat there like an insurmountable mountain.

That's Yi Duan Zhi.

Yes, they had been lucky enough not to encounter him, but how could such an important group of dragonborns not have a strong person in charge?

For the past fifty years, he has been ruthlessly in charge of the entire Yi family.

In the woman's mind, this is an invincible iron wall that prevents her from resisting.

Li Minqing held down the Lost Cui Sword, but the next moment, there was nothing upstairs. This shadow is fleeting, and it seems that it only appears like an iron law when the woman hesitates.

Yes, under such gaze, Yi Danjun cannot do anything to betray the Dragonborn.

However, Li Minqing's thoughts suddenly changed, and what he needed to change his mind was not "success", but "choice".

So she looked at the woman again and whispered: "Even if it doesn't succeed, at least you stand on his side instead of letting him die in the pain of being betrayed by his beloved."

"But..." Yi Danjun hugged his knees tightly, shook his head vigorously, and cried, "He is already dead."

Li Mingqing was completely stunned this time.

A chill rose from the bottom of her heart, and she slowly turned her head and looked at the table.

On a spring night, in a small building, there are stars and a warm moon, and there are first flowers and insects.

In such a beautiful center, a man paints with his pen. This is the softest place in Yi Danjun's heart.

For the first time, Li Mingqing turned her attention to the content of this painting.

Dongfang Tian has been tracing it with his head down, and now he has only just painted the upper right part.

It's not the mountain scenery he prefers, nor the soft appearance of a woman, nor even any subject he has painted in his life - he has only done this painting once.

——A slanted dragon shadow slanted down from the sky, its head, claws and tail did not appear in the painting. Its whole body was covered with smooth and fine scales, which were round and slender, with two extremely thin and long blue lines running irregularly on it, like an open wound.

Xingfang Tian stiffly raised his head towards her, his golden vertical pupils cold and enchanting.

The feeling of suffocation deeply gripped Li Mingqing's heart and lungs.

In the deepest part of the woman's mind, the Immortal Lord's will has already invaded.

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Pei Ye gritted his teeth and climbed back to the high platform. Liuli had broken away from those long-touch chains.

Even amid the tragedy of the demon rose with its scales and blood scattered around, its sword body was still as bright as an immortal. It aimed the sword tip at the Son of God again, accumulating increasingly thick cloud-white Qi hanging on the sword, like two fairy ribbons.

The next blow is about to penetrate.

But a bloody hand grasped the hilt of the sword first and pulled it out of the air.

Feeling the young man's will, the cloud white energy slowly dissipated.

Pei Ye carried Liuli and came step by step to the Son of God. This monster creature was still looking at the girl in green in front of him, both faces were equally quiet and cold.

Pei Ye slowly raised his arm and held his sword horizontally in front of him.

He looked through the clear sword blade and stared at the brilliant golden eyes opposite.

"Cut, heart." He said in a low voice.

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In the cold silence, Li Mingqing's hands were already trembling a little.

This sudden scene caught her off guard. The girl tried to calm down her mind, recalling the "Heart Candle" she had just learned, and thinking about the origin of this scene.

Since Yi Danjun's heart is still there, the poison in her heart will never disappear. In other words, if the will of the Immortal Lord has really erased her heart poison, then this painful Yi Danjun should also no longer exist. yes.

So on this gentle spring night, why is the woman’s lover writing here with his white face and snake eyes——

Li Mingqing suddenly woke up.

She remembered.

Because this story doesn't end after Yi Danjun chooses to leave him.

In the winter of the Renzi year of Chilong, snow flakes were blown by the wind on Xincang Mountain, frost branches were cold and dry, everything was dormant, and only the running cold stream still made the sound of jumping.

At this time, with gritted teeth, red eyes, and disheveled hair, Dongfang Tian trekked into the Xincang Mountains step by step, day by day. When he came to this place, the painting hands holding the pen were so cold that they showed the bone color of the bones.

It was here that this thoroughly mortal man finally saw his sweetheart again, who served the gods with celestial beings.

But just one look and he went crazy.

It was not because of the woman's appearance. She had told him that she would turn into a monster; nor was it because of the monsters in the Purple Bamboo Realm, because he did not go in. It was she who endured everything and came to the edge of the Purple Bamboo Realm to meet him. See.