Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me (1-116)✔Complete✔

Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me Chapter 112:

Everyone is Secretly in Love with Me Chapter 112:

Canglun did not leave Xuanhua a lot of time to think about this issue.

This is also not the pot of Lord Demon Venerable-who makes these people have no sense of time? Obviously there is still half an hour before the time agreed in the letter, but all the people invited have already arrived.

The Sea Emperor arrived just as quickly, only falling behind Xuanhua's fragrant incense, breaking the barrier of the demon world and becoming the fifth person present.

Compared to Su Yu and Xuanhua, it is obviously the first time that Jiashu has come to the Demon Realm. His Majesty Sea Emperor's long golden hair like a wheat ear swayed slightly along his walking motion, and his eyes looked at the red moon in the Demon Realm He showed a bit of unconcealed disgust, and said in a mocking tone to Cang Lun who was standing on the cliff: "It turns out that it is really you, the famous demon lord, you offered to compare with Zhizhi? See? At the time of that letter, I thought I was dazzled, and I knew the name of me—or someone else.”

The strange emotions in Cang Lun's dark red eyes became more and more intense. At the end, he sneered lightly with a nasal voice, but after all, there was no response.

And the last one in "someone else" was late when he said this.

Little Phoenix's clothes are also red, but unlike the weird blood red of the Demon Realm, the red on his body is more like the golden red of the sun. As soon as Feng Qinpu hit the ground, he hit a straight ball, no matter what he tried, and almost hit Lin Zhizhi's arms like a ball of flames——

He said "almost" because he was stopped by someone when he was about to succeed.

Xuanhua was standing beside Lin Zhizhi, but it was not him who stopped Feng Qin, but Su Yu who was facing away from a distance.

Su Yu let go of her hand gracefully, and said lightly: "It's not in line with the etiquette of the Lin family to hug and hug each other."

Lin Zhizhi: "..."

——It’s really hard for you to remember what my etiquette is.

Feng Qin was stopped in front of Lin Zhizhi by that spiritual power. He shot his eyes and saw that there was nothing unusual about the black-haired boy before turning back to Su Yu: "That is the old way."

Little Phoenix went on to say: "Now, Zhizhi and I can do this in front of Father Lin."

What he said hits Su Yu's weakness.

The friendship between him and Lin Zhizhi is limited to the past. All the interactions, all the feelings, and everything between them belong to memories. When it is completed, Lin Zhizhi has nothing to participate in the present now, and the future--

future……

Su Yu's heart was suddenly hit by some emotions that were aroused by that sentence. He tightened his fingers, and the expression on his face sank. The smile that he had originally carried disappeared, and he was far away. Looking at the silhouette of the black-haired boy, he said, "Really."

Those that belonged to him, and those that have never been related to him, have passed, have they?

Su Yu's reaction seemed calm and calm, but Jiashu objected to Feng Qin's words: "This is not necessarily true."

After His Majesty Haihuang spoke, he glanced at Lin Zhi leisurely—

This was originally a casual glance, but Kashu was shocked when he saw it.

Su Yu was too far away, and the little Phoenix was too young to see clearly as Kashu—Lin Zhizhi’s body was full of spiritual energy, but there was a small gap in it, mixed with the spiritual power of outsiders, and the time was short. Not fully integrated. And this obviously has lost the body of Yuanyang, the embodiment of double cultivation with others.

Kashu's surprise was not trivial. He only felt jealousy in his heart, wondering who it was--

Among those present, the cultivation bases of Xuanhua and Canglun were too high for him to see through. The remaining Su Yu practiced mysteriously, covering his aura strictly, Fengqin also belonged to the ancient beast, anyone could be that The same Lin Zhizhi is a person of double cultivation.

Who the **** is it?

Master Haihuang vinegar turned the waves, secretly observe the jpg.

——Is that annoying phoenix? Heh, he had long seen that this person was pure in appearance, but nasty in his heart.

——Or is it that annoying childhood sweetheart over there? Oh, he had long seen this person not pleasing to his eyes, and he could monopolize Lin Zhizhi's first ten years.

——Or is it the nominal master of Lin Zhizhi? Oh, human face and animal heart, in vain as a human teacher!

——It should not be Canglun...

Lin Zhizhi was chilled by Jiashu's angry (?) eyes, reaching out his hand to hold down Fengqin who wanted to refute Jiashu, with a solemn expression.

For some reason, Lord Demon Lord, who stayed out of the matter, looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes darkened. He turned his head slightly to look at the night sky, then pursed the corners of his lips unobtrusively, and spoke abruptly to Lin Zhizhi: "Come, know it, it's time."

The wind raised his dark long hair, against the **** moon behind him, his eyes were evil.

As soon as Cang Lun said this, the scene immediately became quiet.

Lin Zhizhi's thoughts hadn't been put on the words of those people about him-he did care, but not now. Now that he is in the Demon Realm, he must put his mind on the Demon Lord.

The black-haired boy raised his hand, and the thunderous Qixianjian buzzed as he appeared in his hand.

Cang Lun hung before the blood moon, reaching out to Lin Zhizhi--

Xuanhua watched the little apprentice in front of him walk towards the battlefield drawn by Cang Lun step by step, and his heart jumped wildly. A very light wrinkle appeared on Master Dao Zun's eyebrows, and the palms of his palms were darkly raised, pointing straight at Canglun: "I'll fight you."

Cang Lun curled his lips and didn't see how he moved, the dark light disappeared naturally when he reached him. Master Mozun shook his head playfully: "This is not good, I just need to know."

Xuanhua naturally wouldn't let it go - no matter what Cang Lun's heart was thinking, Xuanhua couldn't help but watch Lin Zhizhi fight each other life and death in front of him.

That time Lin Zhizhi was injured in the hands of the Demon Race, and Xuanhua didn't say anything, but he felt very distressed.

At the time of double cultivation that day, Xuanhua carefully passed her own vitality and spiritual energy to the opponent, wishing to wipe all the wounds of the world on his body, guarding him day and night, and completely blocking him from his wings. Under the circumstances, love him and protect him.

He wanted to do it-both public and private wanted to do it.

But it is impossible for Lin Zhizhi to depend on him like this.

He belongs to the distance, to the broader sky, to life and death, to a more tortuous legend.

He will face the Demon Lord.

As for Cang Lun, he watched the boy in front of him walk towards him step by step, those ancient legends hidden in those red eyes like ancient gems.

Those who are bound to face the legend will see the sky again one day.

——It used to be the only way.