To be honest, Ningning didn't know how to break the deadlock at this moment.
She and Pei Ji were outnumbered, surrounded by demon cultivators, not to mention...
Ningning gritted her teeth to steady her breath, still maintaining the posture of confronting the giant sword in the sky, and looked back at him.
Pei Ji's current condition is very wrong.
Compared to the last time when he was trapped by his inner demon in the Demon Refining Tower, he was obviously more irritable and angry at this moment. The murderous aura around him was obvious, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.
Even when his eyes met hers, those scarlet eyes showed no reaction, as if he was looking at a stranger he had never seen before. There was no emotion in his eyes except for stubborn madness.
It reminded her of a mad beast.
Just as this thought came to her mind, Pei Ji suddenly looked up and moved, as if in response to her thoughts.
Demonic energy was continuously emanating from his body.
The demonic energy surged, and rushed forward all at once.
All heading in her direction!
"I told you that you can't escape your mortality, right?"
The voice in my mind spoke again in a deep tone, as if with some regret: "No one can break it."
"That kid is deeply possessed by the devil. I'm afraid that murderous aura has taken over his entire consciousness."
Qing Heng murmured, "It's already hard enough for that girl to deal with us. She will definitely not be able to block this attack."
He stared intently in the direction of the two people, watching the surging demonic energy devour the sword light and condense into a force that could swallow the sky. At the critical moment, he suddenly frowned tightly.
The system's voice also paused.
——The sword energy suddenly surged without any warning, like the roaring tide and the surging silver waves. A figure holding a sword appeared beside Ningning, raised his hand and made a sword flower, and used his free left hand to protect her behind him.
The menacing demonic energy was forced to retreat step by step by his attack.
“That was a close call.”
A faint smile appeared in the clear voice. Before Ning Ning could calm her violent heartbeat, she heard an extremely familiar voice: "It would be better for a teacher to be of some use, don't you think?"
Ning Ning's breathing stagnated, and she looked up suddenly: "Master!"
Tian Xianzi's smile was filled with helplessness. He looked up at Pei Ji and whispered, "This kid may have been blinded by evil spirits and will kill anyone he sees. If we don't stop him quickly, once the evil spirits take over his entire body, everything will be irreversible."
"That's Tianxianzi from the Xuanxu Sword Sect."
Some of the demon cultivators gnashed their teeth and said, "Why would he come here all of a sudden?"
"Not only Uncle Master, but also us!"
Another voice came, and He Zhizhou's blood-stained figure appeared at the junction of moonlight and shadow, making a scissors hand gesture: "In the final decisive battle, how can I be missing!"
As he spoke, he touched the dragon boy beside him with his arm and urged him in a low voice: "Say something quickly, Junior Brother Lin!"
Lin Xun hesitated, not daring to speak loudly in front of so many people. His lips opened and closed like a dying fish. In the end, he just pretended to be fierce and said seriously: "Don't hurt my sister!"
Tian Xianzi glared: "Then they can hurt me at will, right?"
Traitor!
The demon cultivators waiting in the desert would not give them time to talk nonsense, and they all rushed out in an instant.
Huo Qiao knew something was wrong and managed to steady his breath: "Attack Pei Ji with all your strength. Since he has been possessed by the devil, we only need to kill him and sacrifice him to break the Yin-Yang Dust."
After that... as long as we call upon the three giant Buddhas that have just awakened, we will be able to deal with this group of sword cultivators.
"They want to kill Pei Ji."
Wen Hemian, who was standing beside He Zhizhou, also said in a deep voice: "We must protect him well."
Dark shadows suddenly appeared all around. There were a large number of demon cultivators, and each of them was a master with a high level of cultivation. Lin Xun and He Zhizhou alone could not resist them, and gradually showed signs of fatigue.
Several demon cultivators seized the opportunity and launched a surprise attack. Just when they were about to injure the two men's vital parts, they were caught off guard and glimpsed a beam of knife light.
And an iron fist.
A huge force came in an instant, forcing them back several feet. Looking closely, they saw that they were a group of bandits who came from nowhere, and a thin little girl.
"The most unfair thing in my life is that I was born a few years late and was unable to play a role in the war between immortals and demons."
Qian San laughed loudly: "I have the chance tonight and can finally make my dream come true!"
With a machete in his hand, he owns all the world. No matter whether it is a demon or an evil spirit, he can kill them all with one blow.
This is their desert!
“Ningning!”
Tian Xianzi didn't care about anything else. After destroying several giant swords in the sky, he concentrated on dealing with Pei Ji.
Pei Ji had lost his clear consciousness, and when the demonic energy erupted, even he found it difficult to resist. He had to bind the spirit with the sword to temporarily restrain the boy's actions.
Ning Ning turned her head and heard him shouting: "Use your spiritual consciousness to find Pei Ji in the depths of his sea of consciousness - remember to be careful, if he kills you in your sea of consciousness, you will never come back!"
If she couldn't come back, both she and Pei Ji would be doomed.
Just as the system had once sneered in her ears, no matter how great the sacrifices and efforts she made, she would eventually succumb to the fate of karma and reincarnation.
All is lost.
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This was not the first time Ningning entered Pei Ji’s sea of consciousness.
Last time, all I saw was pitch black, but this time it was completely different. Permeating the entire space was a thick, impenetrable blood-red fog.
There was nothing around, no bright light source, everything was blurry, like a hellish scene. Walking in it alone, one could not help but feel uneasy.
It didn't take her long to find Pei Ji.
There was a blood mist in the sea of consciousness, and only the demonic energy was condensed around him. The pure black mist was particularly eye-catching.
He seemed to be in a daze, his tall back stood straight. Perhaps he sensed the presence of someone else, and turned his head away with a gloomy look.
His gaze was still as gloomy and murderous as that of a wild beast.
But in a flash, the evil energy surrounding him condensed into a thick entity, like thousands of wildly growing vines, and attacked Ningning directly.
His movements were so fast that his prey didn't have any time to react. Ningning didn't expect the other party's murderous intent to be so strong. She had no time to dodge and her wrists were bound by several wisps of evil energy.
Pei Ji looked at her coldly and approached her step by step.
She hadn't seen Pei Ji look like this for a long time.
There was a dead silence in the black pupils, like a cold snowy field devoid of life and filled with dead things. The north wind carried with it the lingering blood. The long night was approaching and there was no hope at all.
This was the sea of consciousness controlled by Pei Ji. Ning Ning couldn't get rid of the magic energy in his hand, so she could only try to speak: "Pei Ji, I——"
However, the other party did not give her a chance to explain.
Pei Ji's voice was terribly cold, and his eyes were filled with undisguised disgust: "Fake."
As soon as she finished speaking, the demonic energy condensed again, quickly moving upwards from her ankles, gradually binding her entire body, and the force suddenly increased.
Ningning groaned in pain and gritted her teeth.
There was a hint of irritation and impatience in the eyes of the young man in front of her. The devilish aura engulfed her like a tide, and every strand of it gathered tightly inwards. As it climbed and swam, it had already reached her neck.
The girl's slender neck was extremely fragile, but he stretched out his hand without a care in the world. His cold fingertips slowly covered her pale skin.
Then slowly apply force.
Only when he witnessed death did a glimmer of interest finally appear in Pei Ji's dark eyes.
He looked at her gradually wrinkled brows, as if he was looking at a dying insect, his face still without much expression, only his fingertips kept pressing down.
The demonic energy engulfed most of her body, and her muscles and bones were in great pain.
Ningning couldn't breathe or resist.
"He's a lunatic."
The system in her mind told her so, using a tone of watching a play: "How terrifying! I have reincarnated so many times, but I have never seen him like this... If Tian Xianzi hadn't suddenly appeared, not only you, but also the group of demons would have died in his hands."
Ningning ignored it and tried her best to concentrate her gradually scattered consciousness and secretly gather all the strength in her body.
Pei Ji had a blank expression on his face, but his palm could feel the violently beating pulse on the side of her neck. He found it interesting, so he pushed a little harder on that spot, causing the corners of the girl's eyes to turn red.
She was so fragile, her skin was only a thin layer that could be broken in a million ways.
Just like under that sand dune, the tip of the knife just shook slightly and an extremely glaring blood splattered out.
The scene was still vivid in his mind, and Pei Ji's eyes became even darker.
“…You lied to me.”
There was a strong sense of hostility in his eyes, but his tone was filled with suppressed trembling and grievance: "You said you like me...you should treat me well."
This is what he really wants to say to Ningning in his heart.
He wanted to use more force with his five fingers, but as the demonic energy gathered, something suddenly poked his drooping left arm gently.
——She actually broke free from the demonic energy, although only a short section of her right hand was broken.
He was quite impatient and lowered his head with cold eyes.
But he froze the moment his sight dropped.
The girl's hands were pale and bloodless, with bloodstains all over the back of her hands and stained with a thin layer of sand.
And in her hand, she was holding a small toy.
...It was a rabbit made of grass and wood.
He once gave Ningning a rabbit in the pagoda.
Above the neck, the five slender fingers suddenly stopped.
At that time, he was aloof and taciturn, did not know how to get along with others, and did not have any valuable gifts on him. Even if he wanted to please Ningning, he could only clumsily give her the little gadgets he had made.
It is obviously something worthless and not worth mentioning.
But she carefully kept them.
Who else would keep them except her?
My heart skipped a beat and I felt a sharp pain.
The ferocious demonic energy suddenly stopped, like a branch attacked by the cold wind in winter, drooping in panic.
Pei Ji's mind went blank.
His pupils were originally endlessly dark.
But in a flash, her eye sockets were suddenly stained with a thin layer of red, as if peach blossoms were quietly spreading in the water, reflecting the ripples in a light pink. The flicker of her long crow-feather eyelashes caused the water surface to ripple slightly, and peach-colored ripples spread out from the bottom of her eyes.
He was almost panic-stricken, but also ecstatic, and asked her in a broken and hoarse voice: "Ning-Ning?"
The right hand that was pinching her neck was stiff and at a loss.
Pei Ji was extremely confused and stared at her blankly.
"Listen to me."
The strength in his hand finally weakened a little. Ning Ning coughed a few times and took a deep breath. "What you saw was just a trap set by the demon to lure you into the devil's trap. I am here, and I am not dead."
As she spoke, her fingers moved again, and she raised her right hand while the evil spirit was dissipating, with her fingertips almost touching his dry lips.
In that hand, there was a round piece of fructose.
"Back in Galan, I saw that you liked this kind of candy the most, so I bought a lot of it at the market."
Her heart was pounding and her eyes were fixed on the boy's misty eyes.
Ning Ning blinked her eyes, her voice a little hoarse, and she stuffed the candy into his mouth bit by bit: "Do you remember how it tastes?"
It is sweet.
The sweet fruit mixed with the scent of jasmine diffused between his lips and teeth. Pei Ji looked at her in a daze, his eyes gradually turning red.
It looks like tears are about to fall, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Don't be sad."
Ningning raised her hand and touched the back of his head, gently pressing it down, while she raised her head and stood on tiptoe: "I'm right here."
This was a kiss filled with the scent of blood.
The moment their lips touched, the devilish tide dissipated as if shy, and the scarlet in Pei Ji's eyes faded, reflecting the endless water color.
The honey gradually melted in the residual heat and drifted away slowly with the tangled water vapor.
There were tremors in my spine and in my heart.
This is Ningning.
Ningning was kissing him.
This thought flashed through his mind, and he seemed to fall into a never-ending pool of water, sinking little by little, becoming confused and willing to drown in it.
"... Ningning."
The blood-stained hand slowly moved down from her neck, brushed through her black hair, and embraced the girl's soft waist.
His movements were clumsy, and he used his body to feel her presence very close to her. Wherever his palms passed, he felt warm. Sometimes he felt itchy when he was touched, and he would tremble uncontrollably.
Pei Ji gradually took control of all the initiative.
The place where his lips and teeth touched was as soft as cotton. He was not satisfied with such a superficial touch, and relying purely on instinct, he clumsily reached inside, tasting the overflowing sweetness as well as the diffuse smell of rust.
Ningning's breathing became disordered and her ears turned red.
The feeling of the tongue tips touching each other is particularly wonderful, incredibly soft, carrying a thrilling heat, and every touch stirs the heartstrings.
It was obviously wet and hot, but it attracted dense electric currents that exploded at the nerve endings.
So sweet.
He couldn't tell whether it was the smell of candy or the fragrance that often lingered around her and appeared in his dreams.
The kiss gradually deepened, slowly and cautiously, as if the girl in his arms had become a fleeting bubble in the water that would shatter to the ground with the slightest touch.
Immediately, his thin lips moved down, gently brushing every part of her skin, and Pei Ji murmured to her again and again: "Ningning."
There was some residual evil spirit that was craving for her scent, like billowing clouds of smoke, quietly wrapping around her ankles and wrists, bringing a vague itch.
Even his demonic energy was so greedy for her.
The boy's hot breath lingered in her ears, and Ningning felt his body tremble slightly.
Hot liquid fell into her neck, drop by drop, spreading on her skin as Pei Ji's breathing became increasingly heavy.
"…I'm sorry, it hurts, doesn't it?"
His voice was muffled, like a trapped animal with nowhere to go, begging in the most cowardly way: "You can hit me, scold me, cut off that hand, any revenge you want... don't abandon me."
These are words that no one can refuse.
Ning Ning felt a pang in her heart when she heard this and touched his head: "No, I love you the most."
“Don’t…”
Pei Ji paused and kissed the red mark left by his right hand: "Don't lie to me."
She couldn't answer this sentence without hesitation.
Ningning thought of the inevitable fate that she bore.
She was silent for a while, and finally just told him softly: "Yeah."
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