Marrying a sick dragon

It seems that no matter what you do, everything will develop in the direction of destiny.

Han Tao closed his eyes tightly, his whole body was filled with demon energy, and the magic lines that were still appearing and disappearing just now gradually became real.

Noticing the changes, Fu Mingxu's heart kept sinking.

When the magic pattern is fully formed, Hantao's falling into the devil will be irreversible.

With a sudden change of mind, Fu Mingxu realized that the key point was the blackened demon.

"Hantao, wake up..." He patted Han Tao's face, but unfortunately there was no response.

Seeing that the frequency of the magic pattern flashing is getting faster and faster, I am afraid it will not take a while to change and condense into the final form.

In desperation, Fu Mingxu couldn't care less about other things. He flicked his sleeves, and the airflow brought by the chaotic air cleared away the surrounding stones, leaving space.

It's just that doing these things will not help the person who is being forced to fall into the devil. Fu Mingxu pursed his lips and knelt beside him, then stretched out his fingers and pressed Han Tao's forehead.

He leaned over to Han Tao's ear, with a firm voice: "Hantao, you must not fall into the devil."

Just after finishing speaking, when he stood up, he just saw his eyelids move.It seems that the covered eyeballs are struggling desperately, but they can't wake up no matter what with their own strength.

Not only that, it should be the reason of the demons, Han Tao's sea of ​​consciousness was surrounded by heavy black mist, and Fu Mingxu's consciousness had just sneaked into the edge of his sea of ​​consciousness, and was entangled by the black mist, and his consciousness seemed to be contaminated by the black mist. The scorching flames made his forehead so painful that fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Don't be careless!" Si Yang was shocked when he found out his actions, "It's the first-generation demon spirit that entered his body, and it's been polluted by demonic blood. If you sneak in your divine consciousness rashly, the demonic energy in his body will attack you!"

After Fu Mingxu withdrew his consciousness, he also understood this truth, his eyes turned red with anxiety, "Then what should we do?"

The hem of the cyan and black clothes were folded together, and there were continuous wrinkles on it, as if he was falling into a glacier but could not be rescued.

Although he was asking Si Yang, he still stuffed two elixirs into Han Tao's mouth, "This elixir can strengthen the dragon soul in his body."

Si Yang nodded, the space here has been closed, and the atmosphere from the outside world has been isolated by accident. He no longer keeps his hand, and slaps down, and Bai Huazhi, who just stood up, falls to the ground.

At the same time, he stood on the spot and raised his head, a part of his wrist was exposed from his sleeve, and the stars on his fingertips disappeared.

"Master, don't do it!" Seeing what he was going to do, Bai Huazhi was in a hurry, but unfortunately, he himself was seriously injured by Han Tao's hand just now, and the palm of Si Yangbu just now directly broke his pulse.

Naturally, this would not kill him, it just made him incapable of action, and naturally there was no way to stop him.

A bit of starlight fell, slipped across Fu Mingxu's lowered eyebrows, and finally landed on Han Tao's body.

Surprised, he raised his head, and saw little stars slipping through the raised hands of Immortal Siyang, like snowflakes in winter falling to the ground profusely.

And the top of the falling stones is now covered with stars, as if someone pulled the dome of the night sky straight here.

Si Yang found that the moment the stars appeared, the causal line between that hand and Fu Mingxu and Han Tao finally became clear.

And this was the opportunity Cang Ling Tiandao wanted to tell him.

Double pupils began to appear in Si Yang's eyes, which is a characteristic that every generation of Tianjizi of Tianyanzong will appear when they spy on the real secret.

He lowered his head, met Fu Mingxu's eyes, and sighed in a trance, "So it's going back in time."

Everything is changing, but everything seems to be going towards the end of the destiny.

The sky collapses and the earth cracks, the golden dragon falls into the demon, destroys the sky and destroys the earth, and the demon energy soars to the sky. The Cangling Continent will fall into a desperate situation, and eventually everything will be annihilated with the punishment of the golden dragon.

"It's the way of heaven telling me." Si Yang's complexion was heavy, and the double pupils in his eyes continued to deepen. He simply raised his hands together, as if he was holding up a starry sky, "I know what to do."

Starlight kept falling, and the earth seemed to be in shock.

Soon, Fu Mingxu discovered that this was not an illusion.

The ground under their feet is sinking continuously, and the birthplace of demon spirits, which was originally hidden deep under the demon realm, is falling to the bottom at an incredible speed.

"Fu Mingxu!" Si Yang called out his name loudly, "Do you really want to save Han Tao?"

Fu Mingxu was embracing Han Tao, who was falling into the devil's way with his soul in his arms, and he was very anxious. Hearing this, he replied without thinking: "I think!"

Starlight shrouded them, like a dream.He looked towards Xianjun Siyang, who was also bathed in the starlight, with his sleeves fluttering, as if he was about to ride the wind back.

Bai Hua's body was immobile, but she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Si Yang's black hair hanging on his waist, which seemed to be stained with frost and snow.

He opened his mouth, and was horrified to find that his voice was blocked, unable to make any sound.

Master did it, anger and shock rose from his heart, and finally all turned into unspeakable fear.

No, master, you can't do that.

Si Yang didn't care about Bai Huazhi's opinion. When he met Fu Mingxu's eyes, his eyes seemed to be able to pass through the aura of mountains and rivers between his eyebrows and eyes to reach his heart.

"I'll send you to a place, only there can find a way to avoid the Cold Tao Fallen Demon."

Fu Mingxu's heart relaxed and tightened, and he seemed to know what he was talking about when he looked into the eyes of those double pupils.

Under the blessing of starlight, the speed between the on and off of the magic lines on Han Tao's forehead slowed down a lot, but he also knew that this was not the final solution.

"What way?" His throat tightened, and the words he said were squeezed out word by word, "Xianjun."

The starlight continued to fall, and the black hair on Si Yang's waist was already half white, which was the result of him forcibly merging into the power of heaven with his power.

Si Yang smiled, "I don't know, but as long as you do it according to your heart, just like what you did at the beginning, it's fine, right?"

Hearing this, Fu Mingxu's mind suddenly became turbulent. Starlight was reflected in his eyes, and a tear fell on the golden hairband in his downcast eyes, and it was quickly blurred into one piece.

But when he looked up, his eyes were only slightly red.

The space they are in is still falling, and the pulling force of the stars is gradually increasing. Fu Mingxu knows that the time left for them is constantly decreasing.

He cannot hesitate.

"Okay." He put the Hantao away, his voice resounding, "I hope the Immortal Lord will help me."

Xianjun Siyang didn't say anything more, but told him, "You only have ten days."

Once ten days later, the fall of the space made it impossible for him to summon the stars. Without the power of the stars, he would not be able to sense the way of heaven, and Han Tao would be completely enchanted in an instant.

Fearing that Fu Mingxu would feel burdened, he didn't say anything about it.

The moment Fu Mingxu nodded, phantoms of the stars above their heads began to appear. With Si Yang yelling "go", the phantoms of the stars began to fall towards him continuously, and finally formed a vortex full of starlight.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took a deep look at the unconscious Han Tao, and jumped into the vortex resolutely.

..

The sky was dim, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.The sound of beating and killing was endless, and the screams and wailing filled people's eardrums.

Fu Mingxu dared to open his eyes, a tall and straight figure blocked the only little bit of light, a steady stream of bloody smell came from him, liquid dripped from the hem of his robe that could not see clearly.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but felt the burning eyes of the other party.

His whole body was in unbearable pain, and he subconsciously circulated the Qi of Primal Chaos but found that there was no movement in his body. After a slight movement, he suddenly found that he had a little cultivation.

Seeing that he woke up, the tall figure took two steps back, as if he had just left.

Just as he turned sideways, Fu Mingxu finally saw his side face clearly.

Recalling the bee chrysalis, he seemed to wake up from a long dream, and suddenly realized that this was the first time he met Han Tao before going back in time.

It was also the day when the other party rescued him when his life was in danger.

It's really Hantao!

Just when Han Tao turned around to leave, Fu Mingxu, who was afraid that he would run away, hurriedly got up, instinctively grabbed his clothes, and shouted anxiously: "Han Tao!"

The hem of the clothes I bought has long lost the original texture of the fabric, only sticky and damp to the touch.

The body of Han Tao who lifted his feet was shocked suddenly, as if he was stiff.

"Don't go." Seeing that he was not moving, Fu Mingxu suddenly became anxious, almost crying, "Don't go, okay?"

The only response to him was the sound of wind blowing from nowhere.

The two were in a stalemate like this, Han Tao didn't understand his figure, but he didn't speak.

The strong bloody smell continued to radiate, and after a long time of space squeeze, Fu Mingxu felt soreness in his sea of ​​consciousness, and he grabbed the slippery cloth tightly, as if he could catch this person right away.

"Don't go." He murmured, but finally couldn't hold on anymore, and his body fell limply.

As soon as the shackles on the hem of the clothes were loosened, Han Tao sensed it immediately. His heart was filled with indistinguishable relief or loss, but he suddenly turned his head when he realized that the person behind him had fallen to the ground.

Fu Mingxu fell to the ground just like that, his porcelain white face was stained with dust, like a fine mutton jade was covered with dust.His arm still maintained the previous movement, as if he was trying to grab something important.

Just now, he called his name.

Han Tao squatted down, his jaw line was extremely tense, he squatted on the ground and looked at it for a long, long time, finally he mustered up his courage and stretched out a finger, which landed on his cheek.

He wanted to wipe the dust for Fu Mingxu, but when his fingertips fell on the soft surface, he woke up suddenly, and he retracted his fingers abruptly.

Ruyu's skin has a very bright blood mark, the blood color is in stark contrast to the jade color, and that face is even more breathtakingly beautiful.

..

When Fu Mingxu woke up, the sky was still gray. He was sitting in a dry cave, and his memory slowly began to come back.

He was very sure that he did see Han Tao before he passed out.

It was Han Tao who had fallen into a demon.

The previous fighting sounds have disappeared, only the whimpering sound of the wind blowing through the earth continued outside the cave.

He got up and looked around the cave for two weeks, and found that there was no one else in the barren cave except himself.

Han Tao really left?

Fu Mingxu hurriedly walked towards the entrance of the cave, and the goal he entered was the land like a ruined wall.There has been no sun in the sky for a long time, and the flowers, plants and trees are not nourished by the sun, showing a scene of withering in the deep winter.

The strong wind roared back and forth among the broken trees and weeds, diluting the bloody smell in the world, as if it could leave a hopeful tomorrow.

Among countless gray colors, Fu Mingxu finally saw that familiar figure on a bare hill.

Joy flashed in his eyes, and after a pause, he shouted: "Hantao!"

The voice that was just shouted was quickly wrapped in the continuing gust of wind, and it was sent to nowhere.

Xu Shi heard his voice, and the figure on the hill finally turned around.

The distance was too far, and he had no cultivation at all, so he couldn't see the expression on the other party's face clearly.

The two of them looked at each other from a distance across the vast land, and time seemed to pass quickly between them. Countless images flashed through Fu Mingxu's mind. The memories of his previous life and this year were mixed together, which made him feel like he had a splitting headache.

He understood that this was a sequela of forcibly traveling through time and space.

Before he fell to the ground with a headache, that unreachable figure finally came to him.

There was still no sunlight in the sky, but the dim light of the day was enough for him to see the face of the person opposite.

The formerly bright golden eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, only the star-like gold in the middle of the pupils maintained his final clarity.

The cold jawline was tense, and when those eyes looked straight over, his face became more and more frivolous, as if everything in the world could not leave a trace in his heart.

For such a Han Tao, Fu Mingxu didn't know how to get along with him for a while.

The black and red magic lines are deeply engraved on his forehead, always showing the truth that Han Tao has become a demon in the world.

Fu Mingxu was on the verge of tears, and the corners of his eyes were red.

And at this moment, Han Tao, with his thin lips tightly pursed, finally spoke for the first time: "Afraid of me?"

His voice was dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

The two stood at the entrance of the cave like this, the sky became more and more groggy, and there was moist water vapor rising in the air, and a heavy rain was about to come.

But the man in front of him leaned slightly, and the pain in Fu Mingxu's sea of ​​consciousness disappeared miraculously as he gradually approached.The tall and straight figure is very oppressive, and after a while, he just feels that he can't breathe.

Han Tao who didn't wait for his answer wasn't angry either, he seemed to know the answer a long time ago, and took the initiative to put distance between the two of them.

"It's safe here." He said expressionlessly, his voice the same as before.

The humid water vapor in the air is getting heavier and thicker, thick dark clouds are rolling in in the distance, the sky is dark, and the space between the sky and the earth seems to be gradually being compressed.

At this time, the spiritual energy in the Cangling Continent is scarce, and the demonic energy has already ravaged every inch of the land.Strangely, there was neither magic nor aura in the space around them.

Just like the mortal world of the past.

The moment his voice hit the ground, the heavy rain poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground like a thunderbolt, trying to scramble to form a river, so as to wash away the blood on the land.

The moment the raindrops hit the ground, Fu Mingxu bit the hand holding Han Tao, and the two retreated into the cave at the same time.

The noisy rain was isolated from the cave, and the dense rain curtain trapped the two of them in this small world.

Fu Mingxu pushed Han Tao against the stone wall, buried his head in his chest as he remembered many times, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not afraid, don't go."

The author says:

Han Tao: Hey, do you want to destroy the world or protect your wife?