The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 925: People who live, souls of death 1

"You are still fierce to me! I almost died!" Lu Jiuque made a noise, gritted his teeth in protest.

Emperor Shifang was taken aback, his eyes filled with doubts, "I didn't feel that you have a wound on your body. Are you really playing with mud?" This smell has killed people...

Lu Jiuque: "..." So what the **** is playing mud? She is not Xionghaizhi!

There is no wound on her body, that's because the Purple Spirit Orb restored treatment for her when she was on the way!

Fall!

Lu Jiuque thought, his expression became even more pitiful, like a child who lost his favor, stubborn and pitiful.

Di Shifang couldn't see her aggrieved expression like this, even if she knew she was most likely to pretend, he couldn't bear it.

He sighed, stepped lightly, and appeared next to Lu Jiuque in a blink of an eye, ignoring the disgusting dirt and mud on her body, he put her in his arms domineering and gentle, and stroking her down. On her back, she said in a cold voice diametrically opposed to his gentle movements: "Well, who made you like this?"

Lu Jiuque is not afraid of the imperial **** of the emperor Shifang, she has completely figured out his temper, in front of her, this is a paper tiger.

She clasped the robe of Emperor Shifang tightly, her face puffed up, she explained the causes and consequences of the matter clearly, and then wondered: "Now, the big devil, who are you talking about the soul of the wordless heavenly book? Why did he save me? According to Xiao and the others, that Yi Li should be dead, why did he reappear again? Like a okay person? Can't remember anything?"

Di Shifang squinted his eyes and whispered: "That soul will save you, also because you are the master of his Horcrux, and finally another Yili, the clone."

"Clone?"

"Yes."

In Dishi dialect, he hugged Lu Jiuque and jumped his feet. The picture in front of him was reversed, and the two of them instantly came to a misty fairy spring.

"What kind of clone?"

Lu Jiuque still wanted to ask, but he was hugged by Emperor Shifang and jumped into the water. The spring water "gulugulu" filled her with choking.

"Big..."

Lu Jiuque just opened his mouth, and was tenderly sealed by his kiss. As the young man continued to swallow her breath, she blinked and gradually fell asleep.

Seeing Lu Jiuque's peaceful sleeping face, Di Shifang reluctantly left her lips, and patiently removed her worn-out clothes.

Seeing her curled up under the water like a newborn baby, Di Shifang's eyes are full of tenderness.

He put his arms around her, pressed a kiss between her eyebrows, and whispered: "Hey, take a break first."

When you wake up, these worries will disappear.

"Wow--"

Di Shifang stood up from the water~IndoMTL.com~ His long hair clung to his slender body, and the spring water fell along his long feather eyelashes. Like a bottle of white jade sculpture, he interprets the beauty of elegance and slenderness. Extreme.

He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the calm water, calling out: "Come out."

"Grumbling..."

In the depths of the clear spring water, an ink-colored lotus blooms leisurely, and a young man wearing a cloak wades out of the water, like the embodiment of soul and darkness.

The pale face of the young Leng Jun didn't have a trace of blood, and even the thin and beautiful lips were almost transparent.

But his eyes are deeper than Jiu Nether Ming Shui.

He and the emperor's ten sides stand opposite each other, and the ripples of the water spread around the feet of the two, one white and one black, one existence and one extinction, life and death, like reversed day and night, inlaid reincarnation, reflected stars...

()(The Devil Haunted: The Nine Master Doctor)