Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

Long Zhi's face turned pale, and she felt a familiar aura from this gray-white skeleton.

"It's Senior Long Wen!"

"What did you do to him, why did he become like this."

"What are you going to do to me!"

The continuous questioning showed Long Zhi's current state of mind.

Sad, flustered, terrified.

The so-called thing hurts its kind, and seeing the misery of the same kind is the catalyst to defeat the psychological defense line.

At this time, Longzhi is not far from breaking the threshold, as long as Su Xunge stimulates him a little bit.
"It seems that you recognized him." Su Xunge couldn't stop laughing, his cold face was imprinted in Long Zhi's heart like a devil.

"This old bone, even if he dies, he still wants to pull me together, but he miscalculated, and now he has become my puppet, and he will be controlled by me in this lifetime."

Su Xunge looked at Long Wen's skeleton, which had become a prison puppet in the world, and spoke surprisingly calmly, as if comforting Long Zhi. She was crushed.

suddenly.

Su Xunge turned his head abruptly, followed by a sharp tone: "As you can see, if you want to die, I can fulfill you, but your corpse will always be my plaything."

"and."

"Different from Long Wen's dilapidated, nearly withered soul, I will extract your soul and refine it into a vessel for you to watch endlessly every day and night."

Following Su Xunge's passionate tone, Long Zhi's breathing became stagnant, his pale face was full of panic, and his desperate eyes completely lost their spirit.

She believed it.

I believed what Su Xunge said, and even imagined that I was imprisoned in a magic weapon and was forced to watch Su Xunge abuse her body.

In her eyes, Su Xunge is such a pervert, there is nothing he can't do.

"No," Long Zhi's lips trembled subconsciously, and the vague syllables could barely hear the meaning of rejection.

What is more frightening than darkness is not being able to see where the light is.

Even if it is completely silent in the deep sea, it is more acceptable than floating on the endless sea forever.

The human heart is both strong and fragile.

Even though Long Zhi was a sage who had endured many catastrophes, he never imagined that there would be such a perverted person as Su Xunge.

She was afraid.

He was afraid that he would really be made into a puppet, and that he would be tortured by Su Xunge endlessly.

"Please don't, don't" the crying voice was full of panic.

Even Ye Lan couldn't help complaining: "You are the best bastard among bastards, I really saw you right, boy!"

Su Xunge had black lines all over his head.

Why did your old man suddenly come out to complain at this time.

However, Long Zhi, who was completely tormented by fear to the point of collapse, apparently did not notice Su Xunge's weirdness.

The trembling delicate body even showed signs of incontinence.

The display of Long Wen's dead body, Su Xunge's verbal inducement, and Long Zhi's constant brain supplementation under the psychological state of fear.

Almost ruined a saint.

"Don't be serious, I promise you everything, please don't."

Long Zhi was delirious and begged for mercy.

On the other hand, Su Xunge showed a sly smile of success.

"Cough cough~"

After clearing his throat, Su Xunge got to the point.

The phantom binding Longzhi quietly retracted, and Longzhi lost control and fell to the ground with a bang.

But at this moment, she has lost all will to fight, and she can't even raise the thought of resistance.

He could only hug his chest weakly and sob.

Su Xunge squatted down halfway, only staring at her with cold eyes.

"I can give you a chance."

With a deep voice, Long Zhi lifted his eyes in Qi Yi, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

. . .

On Tianmen Mountain.

There are nearly ten thousand demon cultivators gathered.

Up to the saint, down to the Xiantian little demon who came to join in the fun after hearing the wind, all of them are staring at the azure blue void barrier at this moment.

The noisy discussion was as noisy as a pressure cooker about to explode.

"Well, can anyone see what's going on inside?"

"The sage is actually trapped in the barrier by a martial venerable. This is the biggest anecdote in the past thousand years, or even the past ten thousand years."

"If you want me to tell you, that kid from the human race might be dead already, but he is the lord of a saint, a strong man who has mastered the laws of heaven and earth, and can lift his hand to overwhelm the sky!"

"Not necessarily, didn't you hear someone say, that kid holds an imperial weapon in his hand."

After such a long period of fermentation, the origin of Su Xunge has been spread among Xiaonantian demons.

Many demon cultivators looked straight at Zhao Hao's direction, their eyes full of curiosity.

"Your Majesty, do you want to." Beside Zhao Hao, Elder Lu looked uncertain, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhao Hao before he finished speaking.

"Old Lu, needless to say, I believe in Brother Motian." Zhao Hao's words were resolute and unquestionable.

He knew very well that Lu was always worried that Su Xunge would have an accident in the face of a powerful saint.

But only those who have witnessed the miracle of Su Xunge's attack can understand that the one who should really be worried is the female saint from Huanlong Mountain.

Elder Lu shook his head and sighed helplessly.

. . .

Countless eyes stared straight at the azure blue void barrier, trying to see what happened inside.

But Su Xunge's Void Barrier rank is extremely high, even a saint can only vaguely see two blurred figures.

Can be suddenly.

There was a crunching sound of shattering from the void barrier.

Subsequently.

Inside and outside Tianmen Mountain, there was a dead silence.

An indescribable silence.

It was obvious that nearly ten thousand demon cultivators were entrenched here and making noise just now, but at this moment they all shut their mouths in unison.

Everyone looked blankly at the devilish figure on the top of the mountain.

on his side.

With disheveled clothes and empty eyes, Saint Longzhi sat kneeling aside like a little daughter-in-law who was being bullied.

"What the hell happened?" A monk stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

This weird picture reminded him of something bad unconsciously.

"Impossible"

Rumors spread like a virus.

"The dignified Dragon Clan Saint of Huanlong Mountain was actually..." An old saint who had a lot of friendship with Huanlong Mountain shuddered.

As the respect of the same saint, there is also a distinction between superior and inferior.

Although Longzhi is not the top powerhouse, he can still rank in the forefront in Xiao Nantian.

But even so, he was still "tamed" by this little devil?