After being reborn, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy, the Demon Venerable

Ning Xiang noticed that Mo Yinxing was pushing her, but she refused to let go at all. It seemed that as soon as she let go, the person in front of her would turn into dust like in her previous life, and she became very worried about gains and losses.

She just kept the distance between him and him very stingily, so that the tip of his nose was almost touching. She looked into his peach blossom eyes with moist eyes, and said with a serious look: "I mean, I don't want to see

When you die, I want to see you live a long time. Do you understand what I say?"

Mo Yinxing stared at her for a while, and finally nodded with the same serious expression: "I understand."

Ning Xiang was relieved. Without thinking, he continued: "You must have been poisoned by the soul-burning poison in your body. Don't move around. I will call the magic doctor over. You are really scary like this."

Mo Yinxing remembered clearly that on weekdays, Ning Xiang saw that his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not his eyes. When they were sparring with him, even if she accidentally touched the corner of his clothes, she would cut it off with a sword, as if she had encountered some plague.

How could it be possible to be like this now, clinging to him like a piece of brown sugar without saying anything, and saying nonsense about hoping he would live a long life?

Ning Xiang: "..."

She sighed and saw that Mo Yinxing was about to push her again. She guessed that she might have changed too much compared to before, which he couldn't accept for a while, so she could only reluctantly let go and distanced herself from him, rubbing her hands.

Moist corners of eyes:

"There's no need to go to the magic doctor. I'm very awake now. I just had an unusually real dream and figured out a lot of things."

After that, she changed the subject and asked him what happened after she fell into coma yesterday, and how could she appear here?

Mo Yinxing still had some doubts and wanted to ask, but seeing Ning Xiang's expression of not wanting to say more, he could only suppress his confusion, took out the black and blue sword from the magic ring, and handed it to her.

:

"Here, your Demon-Slaying Sword. Ning Tianhe came back after you fell into coma yesterday. I was injured in my body at that time, so I could only use you as a hostage to leave. I originally wanted to leave you farther away, but I found out again

You were poisoned by the soul-burning poison that only the demon world has an antidote for, so I brought you here."

This was pretty much what Ning Xiang expected. She reached out to take the Demon-Slaying Sword and suddenly said something that made Mo Yinxing's heart tremble.

"Mo Yinxing, I will never pull out the Demon-Slaying Sword against you again in the future."

When she said this, the girl looked serious, and the emotion that he couldn't figure out appeared again in her eyes when she looked at Mo Yinxing, which disturbed his heart.

But immediately, as if he thought of something, he laughed at himself and suppressed the ridiculous idea, narrowed his eyes and asked her: "What do you mean? Ning Tianjiao, have you forgotten that we haven't decided who will win between you yet?"

burden?"

The two of them have become sworn enemies since they met three years ago because of their equally outstanding strength and talent. Although they have fought thousands of fights over the years, there has never been a winner or loser between them.

Birth.

Of course Ning Xiang remembered this. She shook her head: "I haven't forgotten. I just said that I will not use the Demon-Slaying Sword when I compete with you again in the future. When I return to Shaoyang Peak, I plan to find another one."

Give me a new sword. When the time comes, I will use that sword to fight with you."

Mo Yinxing was puzzled: "Why? Aren't you very good at using the Demon-Slaying Sword these years?"

Ning Xiang: "It used to be quite easy, but not anymore."

The Demon-Slaying Sword slays the evil spirits in the world, and it slays the demons that deserve to be killed. As a sword holder, she has to recognize this in order to maximize its power, but now she can no longer do it.

And more importantly, when the Demon-Slaying Sword stabs the demon's body, it will cause severe pain that corrodes flesh and blood. She remembers that Mo Yinxing was afraid of pain, and a layer of cold sweat would break out on his forehead every time he fought with her.

But for such a person who is very afraid of pain, he died for her in the most painful way of self-destruction in his previous life. How could she be willing to let him hurt again?

Mo Yinxing wanted to ask why again, but she saw the sound transmission stone on her waist flashing with white light. It was not difficult to guess that it was Shaoyang Feng who was transmitting the sound to her. She had always known that everyone in Shaoyang Peak was in Ning Xiang's eyes.

Due to the importance, he was too lazy to ask for trouble, so he could only swallow the words in his stomach and planned to leave and avoid it for the time being.

But before he had even taken two steps, his sleeves and wrists were grabbed by her, forcing him to stop.

Ning Xiang looked at him nervously, his slightly dazed face clearly reflected in her strange eyes, and asked him: "Mo Yinxing, where are you going?"

The girl's grip was so tight that even a man like Mo Yinxing could feel slight pain.

But what occupied his main thoughts now was not the pain, but the physical contact she had with him again.

The previous few contacts were a bit too flattering for him, so that he was only surprised at the time and didn't feel anything. Now that he asked more clearly, he was still treated like this by her. He quickly felt the roots of his ears burning and wanted to put his hands on her.

Withdraw:

"Ning Tianjiao, who are you arguing with? Let go! I'm just avoiding you for a while. Didn't Shao Yangfeng give you a message? Why, are you going to let me listen to what you said? You...

....”

"I can." Ning Xiang interrupted him, but still held his hand without taking it back. She connected the sound transmission stone in front of him with his shocked expression, and proved it to him.

As soon as the sound transmission was connected, Shi Fu heard Ning Tianhe's anxious and concerned voice coming from it: "Xiaoxiang, how do you feel? Has the devil detoxified you?"

When Ning Xiang heard this familiar voice, sarcasm and coldness flashed through her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it and said in her usual cold tone: "Father, I'm okay, the soul-burning poison in my body has not yet healed."

Completely understood, I may need to stay here for a while longer."

"Hasn't it been completely solved yet? How is that possible? The demon world isn't..."

Ning Xiang seemed to have guessed what Ning Tianhe was going to say next, and interrupted Mo Yinxing with a guilty look on his face: "The reason why my daughter thinks so is mainly to avenge Shaoyang Peak's fellow disciples who suffered Wuwu disaster, not just

It’s for detoxification.”

Yesterday, Shaoyang Peak's disciples were indeed seriously injured. With Ning Xiang's normal temperament, she might have had this idea. Ning Tianhe didn't say anything more, but just told her to take good care of herself while in the demon world.

At the end, as if he remembered something, he added: "When you come back, let's talk about the matter between you and Yuxuan. Xiaoxiang, you are a sister, why are you always talking about it?"

I have to worry about Xiaorou, my younger sister, and let my father listen to what happened that day..."

"Father!" Ning Xiang interrupted him coldly, her eyes filled with impatience, "It seems Mo Yinxing is coming, please contact me later."

After she cut off the sound transmission stone neatly, Mo Yinxing closed his eyes and asked her out of curiosity: "Ning Tianjiao, in that dream you mentioned, could it be that I saved your life?"

Otherwise, why would she act like a different person, not only willing to take the initiative to touch him, but even contacting people in the cultivation world in front of him without any hesitation?