Fishing beauties play with fire online

火妖

Just a slight smile, so that he can never erase it.

Luo Qing's eyes opened completely.

He was still thinking about the strange shadow on the ground.

But this time, I can see the shadow under my feet without turning my head.

The shadow under his feet was no longer against the light, as if he had misread it before, this time it was just the ordinary shadows of the two of them overlapping, falling normally at his feet in the direction of the street lamp projection.

I don't understand why, but the little takeaway behind him is still calling his name softly, and the strength of his hands has not relaxed at all, but hugs him even tighter.

At night in Jiangcheng in early summer, occasionally the wind blows over, carrying a cloud, and the rainy season always starts without warning.

At this moment, a few drops of drizzle suddenly fell, and there was a coolness in it.

Luo Qing didn't try to break free from the embrace of the takeaway behind her.

It was the first time he was hugged in this way when he came to this world. It turned out that it was so warm.

Looking at the passers-by in a hurry, no one cares about them, as if their space has been static and isolated.

Luo Qing didn't think any more, and closed her eyes again.

He heard the delivery boy's breathing getting heavier and heavier as he was pressed against his neck behind him, and he felt that the strength of his hands was getting heavier and heavier as he hugged him.

At this time, above the street lamp.

"Old Mao, King Ling doesn't look right. Just wait, I'll go down and take a look." The old bird stared at the street lamp, and the feathers on its tail stood up.

"Old Que, wait a little longer, you won't be able to help if you go down. The shadow is back to normal. The shadow demon didn't rush out." The old cat flicked its tail and grabbed Lao Que, saying, "Just now, King Ling told Luo Qing to close his eyes At the time, he had already transferred the shadow monster into his body. He was afraid that he would directly burn the shadow monster inside his body."

"The Shadow Demon is indeed imprisoned in King Ling's body now. But King Ling's demon liver is damaged. Once he is not controlled in King Ling's body, King Ling will lose his mind."

The old sparrow had already spread its wings while talking, "I'll find Hui Que to lure the passers-by away. Let this Luo Qing's frost-condensing power be used, at least it can protect King Ling's demon liver from burning."

In normal times, no matter how far away they are, Ling Yufeng can still hear the words of the familiar monsters above his head.

But now, he could no longer notice other voices.

Because the shadow demon who was imprisoned was laughing wickedly in his heart.

It was as if the ink that the shadow demon swayed was bumping around in his body. After hitting enough, it finally slipped down and gathered into a puddle of ink.

"Hahaha. King Ling, you don't intend to imprison me and die together, right? Wouldn't that make it easier for those old men in the God Realm?"

"Shut up." Ling Yufeng reprimanded coldly.

"Ling Wang, you don't naively think that you can do whatever you want when everyone calls you the demon king." Ying Yao suddenly raised and lowered his voice, and softened his words again, "Ling Wang, it's convenient for you to send me Let it go, I will stay far away from you from now on."

Every time he heard the shadow demon yelling in his heart, Ling Yufeng's heart was tightly grasped.

The shadow demon is cunning, with one thing in his mouth and another in his body.

While he was speaking, he had already surrounded the demon king's heart little by little.If the demon king's heart can be damaged, the demon god in front of him will still be in his shadow.

At this time, Ling Yufeng could only exert his strength secretly.

He held Luo Qing's hand all the time, and found that Luo Qing's soft and waxy hands didn't feel frosty.He didn't dare to light the real fire, because he was afraid of burning Luo Qing.

While hesitating, Ling Yufeng's heart had already been covered with a black shadow by the Shadow Monster, and what was in his heart would be perceived by the Shadow Monster at this moment.

"Haha, it's so funny. Fire demon, you have a dirty mind, and you actually fall in love with a dumb god. Don't forget, we are born everywhere, invisible and invisible, fire demon, you are no different from me. We are monsters, demons, and demons. The filth in their eyes is always—" Shadow Demon's voice sneered sinisterly, with a long tail.

Different.

It is a big taboo that you must not confront the shadow monster in your heart, and Ling Yufeng naturally knows it.

He gritted his teeth and didn't respond.

"Fire demon, do you think that if you steal a skin and feed that stupid god a few bites, he can post it? You really know how to dream, and the dream is very exciting. Hahaha." There was another burst of crazy laughter .

This is not a stolen skin.

Ling Yufeng was named the Demon King at the age of 900, and since he transformed into a human form, he has had this face, and he has been wearing this face for [-] years.

He still endured it, not responding to Shadow Demon's provocative voice.

"What? A majestic demon king, dare not even speak? Hehe."

Unable to adapt to the warming up of the demon king's body, the somewhat anxious shadow demon circled around the demon king's heart, desperately looking for a gap.

The shadow demon is like a maggot in the gutter. For thousands of years, it has been condensed by devouring the dirty negative emotions in people's hearts.He stretches and bends freely with demonic power, at this moment he can't bear the high temperature and heat, and is shrinking into a black spot, slowly groping.

He didn't believe that it was also a demon, that there would be no evil, hatred, or jealousy in this fire demon...

Suddenly, Ying Yao found a gap in Ling Yufeng's heart.

He got in all of a sudden, and his voice trembled instantly: "Yo, Fire Demon, I thought you picked up a treasure. It turns out that Luo Qing is just a broken rag thrown down by the gods, and it was all ruined by playing with it."

"Shut up! Luo Qing is not!" Ling Yufeng yelled suddenly without pausing for a second.

Ling Yufeng was indeed a fire demon, but now his demon power overwhelms the sky, and he is no longer comparable to a heavy demon.No matter how Ying Yao conjure up tricks to insult his original body, his appearance, his temperament, even his infatuation with Luo Qing...he can bear it, and he doesn't care.

However, when Luo Qing was mentioned, he couldn't stand a single word.

Knowing it was a trick, he still responded.

The treacherous shadow demon was no better than a shadow demon, and if he got a response, he would be able to penetrate deeper into the opponent's heart.

Destroy his character and accuse him like a puppet.

The shadow demon suddenly found a name: Mingzheng, he is the god of the underworld who wanders between the Three Realms.

"Mingzheng? It's the god of the underworld. I didn't expect this dumb god to be Mingzheng's Bai Yueguang. Fire demon, hahaha, you're going to laugh at me to death, you actually..."

This is the past that Ling Yufeng buries deeply in his heart, the last thing he wants to recall.

900 years ago, when the people in the world were away from suffering, a thunderstorm fell, which should have landed in the Li Palace of the Wudao and Faint King.

Unexpectedly, the sky thunder deviated, causing an uncontrollable forest fire.

Tens of thousands of acres of fertile land in mountains and forests instantly became a scene of endless fire day and night.

Even if the sky was burning to the point where the flames were burning, most of the leisurely and noble gods turned a blind eye and hid far away.

To appease the innocent and unfortunate beings was originally the responsibility of the underworld god, but he shrugged off the word "busy" at random.

But Luoshen, at this time, stood up and took over the task of being scolded and punished for his efforts.

A big fire, thousands of lives suffer.

The fire demon has just become the little demon king at this time, and in this sky fire, he has integrated the continuous line of fire into himself, and originally came here just for his own convenience and to increase his demon power.

Hearing that it was Luoshen who came to put out the fire, he was a little curious. The Luoshen who had met a few times was really everywhere. He usually ferryed, but at critical times, he could still put out the fire?

While devouring the fire wire, the fire demon waited and watched curiously, seeing Luoshen jumping into the fire alone and wearing plain clothes.

He then rolled into a fireball and entered the soaring flames together with Luoshen Suyi.

A plain-clothed figure of Luoshen stood in the thick smoke without retreating half a step.

He was in a sea of ​​flames, surrounded by flames, and the cuffs, collar, and hem of that snow-like frosty white robe had already been ignited.

However, with a very narrow waist, long legs and light body, covered with flames, he looks heroic in the raging fire.

The place where the cuffs of the white clothes brushed was covered by frost, and the raging fire died out.

The awe-inspiring picture made Ling Yufeng, who was still a little fire demon, suddenly admire Luoshen in white.

However, after a fire, Luoshen was not unscathed like the fire demon and his demon power greatly increased.

Finally the fire was extinguished, and as far as the eye can see, only a few days ago there was a lush mountain forest, only endless scorched earth remained.

When the white robe was exhausted and rested on the smoky land, he didn't get any comfort.

The dead and lonely souls in this burned land did not know that Luo Qing in white at this time was the God of Extinguishing Fire.

All they need with resentment is a sacrificial creature to be buried with them.

The black smoke shrouded, the scorched earth rolled, the undead screamed, and the brown blood twisted together.

Facing Luo Qing's white plain clothes, hundreds of undead hands reached out, smearing the plain clothes that hadn't burned out in the raging fire with streaks of blood.

The undead gathered more and more, and the dead, with resentment, wanted to use the residual blood of the undead's body in an attempt to keep Luoshen, and together with the fire, they sacrificed their blood to Luoshen.

Shrouded in black smoke, Luo Qing's name was called out with countless voices of curse.

Luo Qing's frost-condensing power ranks first in the God Realm.

He could extinguish the fire by raising his hand, and if he wanted to, he could also drive away the undead.

It's just that the undead in this fire were too innocent. They were foolish and unjust in the world, and they caught up with the unrighteous thunder of heaven, which killed the people who were struggling on the final line of life and death.

Luo Qing couldn't bear to flick her sleeves to drive away their undead.

Luo Qing has been waiting: When the god of the underworld comes, these undead will be comforted, at least they can go to the ground with peace of mind.

However, a whole day passed, and the little fire demon, who had been watching from the sidelines, found that the plain clothes had been sucked into the soil and suppressed by countless undead.

There are too many of them to count, they are gnawing, cursing, and indignant... The white clothes are already stained, muddy and bloody, and they are not moving at all.

Seeing that the white robe was about to disappear, the little fire demon stood up and ignited a skyrocketing flame, directly igniting the undead in the white robe.

He shouted angrily in his heart: You don't have eyes, let me tell you.It was he who put out the fire and saved the land.Get the hell out of here!

When he chased away the undead and turned into a human form to help Luo Qing, who was already weak in spirit, he saw that Luo Qing in his arms had dull eyes, but smiled at him.

Just a slight touch of a smile, let him remember it in his heart, and never erase it.

He patted the blood stains on Luo Qing's sleeves, and really wanted to restore his white clothes, which should have been clean and holy, to the point where they were not stained.

The little fire demon recognized Luo Qing, he thought, Luo Qing should also recognize him.

After all, the last time we met, he still called him a "little demon".

However, for the smiling Luo Qing, there seemed to be no light in her beautiful peach-blossom eyes, her thin lips parted slightly, and she only said softly to him: "Mingzheng, I knew you would definitely come. I've been waiting."

……

under street lights.

There are no ordinary passers-by anymore.

Ling Yufeng noticed that Luo Qing's palms were getting icy, and he couldn't wait any longer.

He ignited a real fire in an instant, and with a cavity of anger, the flames in his body ignited, burning out the shadow demon who dared to mention the name Mingzheng.