Loser Princess Defies Heaven - Chapter 761

She knew that, with her own strength, it was difficult to get close to the demon God, let alone assassinate him, so she began to calm down and put all her energy on cultivation.

Although she didn’t have much trouble, Gu mianmo still came to visit every day.

In the eyes of Mo Qingge, it’s Haunted!

Finally one day, she couldn’t help it: “Gu mianmo, when are you going to lock me up?”

“Song Er, that’s not true.” Gu Yinmo pretended to be innocent, “you are the queen of the demon, and the demon temple is your home. How can you call Guan in your own home?”

He restricted her freedom for fear that she would run away quietly and that she would cause unnecessary trouble when she was away.

However, as long as she does not step out of Xuanji hall, she can still move freely.

Mo Qingge

What a thick skin!

“I have already recovered. Have you forgotten our agreement at that time?” Mo Qingge is dissatisfied.

“Well, I remember.”

“Remember when you turned around?”

Gu Yinmo looked into her eyes: “Ge’er’s heart disease has not been removed, how can I trust you to leave?”

Mo Qingge

What’s the reason?

Hearing this, she was even more out of breath: “you don’t want to push an inch!”

“If that promise was just a joke, I can only solve the problem in my own way.” The tone of Mo Qingge is cold for several minutes.

And her way, is reckless!

He trembled slightly at the top of his heart and asked, “is there no trace of nostalgia for me?”

“Oh.” Mo Qingge only thinks his words are ridiculous, “do you still think that I will change my mind? Do you think I can forget what I’ve experienced before and forgive you again after giving me some small favors? ”

“I’ll tell you again today. It’s impossible!” Her tone, cold and resolute, “all I have left for you is hatred. I hate you for playing with me and abandoning me. I want to cut you to pieces. I just want to kill you every moment you are by my side!”

“Gu mianmo, what’s the point of keeping me around? Is it just to torture me and disgust me? ”

She let out all the hatred and anger in her heart like a needle.

Gu Mian’s inky face was calm, but there was an imperceptible dim light in his pupils.

“Geer, give me some more time.”

In three months at most, he will reunite Mo Qingyu’s soul and surprise Ge’er.

After that, Gu Mian Mo gets up and wants to leave the room.

“Gu mianmo, please make it clear to me first, don’t avoid the heavy and take the light!”

Seeing that he didn’t turn his head back, Mo Qingge was so angry that his shining dagger popped out of his sleeve

“You stop!”

Wheezing——

The next second, the sharp dagger pierced his shoulder from behind, and he didn’t dodge half a minute.

The red blood, flowing down the dagger, instantly dyed his white clothes red.

Mo Qingge was slightly stunned.

Before, she attacked Gu Mian Mo more than ten times, but she didn’t succeed. Who knows, this time he didn’t dodge.

Somehow, she felt a trace of compassion.

Gu mianmo glanced at her and said with a dumb smile, “in fact, it’s easy for Ge’er to kill me, because I’ll never be on guard against Ge’er. If Ge’er really wants my life, I can give it to you.”

Seeing that Ge’er always tried his best to kill him, he couldn’t bear it.

Four eyes are opposite, Gu Mian ink expression is resolute, the eye tail has a faint reddish.

Mo Qingge took out the dagger, threw it on the ground, sneered: “you go, I have no fun taking the head, one day, I will kill you with my own ability!”

Hearing the sound, Gu Mian inked his lips with a bitter smile: “in the end, the song is still reluctant to give up.”

If there was only hatred left in her heart, she would kill him without hesitation.

For a moment, a little joy swept my heart.

“Enough!” Mo Qingge interrupted him, “if I don’t kill you for the time being, I think you’re dead. It’s too cheap. I’ll make your life worse than death!”

“Gu mianmo, why don’t you let me go?”

For a long time, Gu Mian Mo sneered, and his tone was still gentle: “Ge’er really wants to leave. Tomorrow, I will allow Ge’er to leave the demon temple.”

Hear here, Mo Qingge in front of a bright: “this words seriously?”

“Seriously.”

Painfully drop these two words, Gu Mian Mo slightly distracted, turned and slowly left the room.

The dazzling blood flowed down his shoulder, adding to his desolation.

Mo Qingge stares at his back without saying a word, but he is absent-minded for a moment.

Damn, how can she be soft hearted to this monster?

Mo Qingge immediately returned to his senses and tried to dispel his idea of compassion.

“Mo Qingge, don’t you think he hurt you enough? Why do you still think about her?”

She should not sympathize with Gu mianmo.

Tomorrow, after she leaves the demon temple, she will have nothing to do with this demon any more.

To meet again is the enemy, and only the enemy!

…………

The hall of the demon God.

There were only one or two envoys outside the huge inner hall, which was very quiet.

Light Sandalwood Rose in the sky, light smoke around, refreshing.

Suddenly, Gu Mian Mo stepped into the inner hall without saying a word, and his face was dim.

The two envoys looked at each other and saw that his shoulder was bleeding. They asked with concern: “God, you…”

“All out!”

Gu quilt Mo indifferently interrupted two people’s words, flick sleeve to throw out a light strength, closed the door.

He walked gently into the inner hall and went around the screen. Behind the screen, there was a border. In the border, there was the soul grass in the utensils.

Around the soul grass, it radiates a light of lavender, and the light Xuanli constantly surrounds it, which is more prosperous than a month ago.

It’s just that there’s no sign of flowering yet.

Soul grass and soul grass flower are not the same species at all.

Only when the flower of soul grass blooms and the stamen is refined, can it play its role and replace the soul.

Before that, if we make a little mistake, we will fall short and even wither.

Even if it doesn’t make a mistake, the soul flower needs to be warmed up with spirit liquid for ninety-nine and eighty-one days to bloom.

Gu Mian Mo approached a little, in the cool and indifferent eye color, he showed his irrationality for the first time.

“Geer, I won’t let you go!”

Words fall, only hear a “brush”, Xuan Ji sword soars out of the sky, shining.

He gently raised his hand, and the white Xuanli condensed the palm with the speed visible to the naked eye. The other hand held Xuanji sword tightly and made a light cut in the palm.

Dazzling blood along the palm, dripping into the utensils, slowly dizzy, red, but also with a bit of golden light.

This is the blood essence of the beast!