Even say that it loves Fengying

When the strange talk changed, Jiang Xinrui didn't respond. The fire didn't decrease, but it didn't increase. He just looked at the more broken book on the table.

Of course, even if Jiang Xinrui didn't say anything, strange talk also knew that he was looking at it.

"What else do you want? I said that I love the third highness of the demon world. Please take me to the demon world often. I want to take the opportunity to see him more. Is that ok? "

"I promise I won't pry into your life and talk about it. Why don't you believe it? Besides, it's really an accident that I'm going to spy today... "

"What do you want me to believe?"

Strange talk in the book, slightly can see clearly of the body, appeared outline, at the same time also can see clearly, this guy is threatened by the nine day holy fire is not easy, moreover, the nine day holy fire and ordinary fire is not the same.

Normal fire, it is not afraid of, but this fire is not, afraid to death, the fire has to bake it, finally a little human shape, will soon be baked out.

The tone of Jiang Xinrui's speech was also imploring. He didn't see the mood of watching the play just now. In his eyes, this is a man who can bend and stretch. If he says two soft words, he can save his life.

I used to feel ashamed, but now I see that living is the most important thing.

In this broken book, it is really enough.

"If it's no use, don't say it again. I suddenly have a question. What do you think you are?"

"Listen to what you mean, you used to exist. You were injured and lived in this book. Now I don't know how many years have passed. Do you remember the past? Do you have a name? "

Jiang Xinrui didn't respond to the strange talk's begging for mercy. She asked in a low voice like she suddenly thought of something. It didn't matter whether she would answer the strange talk.

No urgent want to know, but the hand of the fire is not reduced, the dark blue fire is not much, always baking the hand of the broken book.

"What am I? You want to know. OK, I can tell you, but you have to stop the fire. Jiang Xinrui, don't go too far. I'm different from you. Raising my hand can condense the nine day holy fire. Not everyone can stand it. Maybe I won't be killed by your nine day holy fire before I finish my words. That little vitality I attach to your heart will subconsciously cut your heart, We can't live. It's no joke! "

Strange talk about the last time, some died, hate why their mouth cheap! Always can't change this problem, just because the core of the river is pressing itself, it always wants to stand up!

At the end of the day, I still can't!

There is no ability to resist. The main reason is that Jiang Xinrui always intends to die together. The strange talk is true.

Wen Yan, Jiang Xinrui did not speak, but he did stop some fire.

Strange talk felt that the heat of the fire was much less, which gave a breath.

Then he answered dryly, "my name is Jili!"

"Memorial Ji, dawn Li, is that nice? I used to take this as my name when I turned into a human being at the dawn of the Ming Dynasty. "

Speaking of his name, Ji Li is nostalgic. Although he is eager to turn himself into a human form and leave the prison, he also wants to leave and return to the original appearance.