Demon

What they want is not too much, it can even be called kindness.

The instigator was Xuan Yuan, who had already died to apologize. Those relatives who lost their lives under Yu Ya's beast's teeth understood this truth, but they couldn't completely resolve their hatred.

The demon punishing whip is specially designed for vicious monsters. The purple light is like thunder and crackling. No matter how small the force is to throw it, it will hurt the monster's flesh and blood, and the pain will go deep into the bone marrow. Never fades, is the mark of sin.

The seven people who died had a total of 47 direct relatives, each with a whip, a total of 47 whips.

Endless pain enveloped him, and the pitch-black monster folded its wings, suppressing a mournful cry from its throat.

In the chaos, Yu Ya saw Cen Guan who was outside the crowd, his expression was so peaceful, his eyes were calm and gentle.

Yu Ya made a vague smile, blinked at Cen Guan from a distance, and made a difficult mouth: "Wait for me".

The tip of the whip brushed the forehead, and the blood flowed down to cover his vision. Yu Ya was surprised to find that the blood didn't seem to be pitch black.

In the blood red, he saw Cen Guan also smiled at him slightly, his lips moved slightly, it took Yu Ya a long time to recognize that he said "I'll wait for you".

Time, space, sound, and pain all became far away. When everything was completely over and the purple lightning on the whip was covered, the giant beast crashed to the ground.

Cen Guan stepped onto the high platform step by step, Yu Ya has turned into a human body, his clothes are in tatters, sticking together with his skin, bones are exposed in many places, his whole body seems to be soaked in blood.

He lay there quietly, with his eyes slightly open, looking at the clear blue sky above, but there was a slight smile on his face.

Cen Guan didn't shy away from the bloodstains, he bent down and kissed Yu Ya's bloody forehead.

Yu Ya tried to raise his arm, but he had to give up if it didn't work. He tilted his head and rubbed Cen Guan's cheek affectionately, and said softly, "It's over."

ended……

a few days later.

Yu Ya lay paralyzed on the bed holding the bronze mirror and howled. He was so angry that he threw the mirror to the corner of the bed, and dragged his half-disabled body to take it back with difficulty.

Someone who swung the whip hit Yu Ya's forehead, leaving a mark on it. Yu Ya was so angry that he didn't care about the pain and hunger, and looked at himself in the mirror all day long.

Cen Guan rubbed his fingers against the wound on his forehead, but it wasn't serious, it just slanted from the corner of the forehead into the hair, and it couldn't be seen if he covered it with his hair.

However, Yu Ya's heart ached to death with a small part of his hair scorched, not to mention his face, which could cost him half his life more than the layer upon layer of deep and visible bone wounds on his body.

The bronze mirror has never been out of his hands since he woke up. After a big tragedy, everyone should be affectionate, but Yu Ya is so uncomfortable because of that small scar that he has no mood at all.

Cen Guan kissed his wound, and said with a smile, "It's not that serious. You look so good-looking, so what's the point of a wound? Besides, it doesn't match your identity as a beast."

Yu Ya looked at him quietly, and Cen Guan rubbed his forehead: "A powerful beast."

Yu Ya threw the bronze mirror aside, grinning to bite Cen Guan's face: "Since it's so good, I'll give you one too!"

Cen Guan was worried about touching his wound, so he didn't dare to move too much, but Yu Ya moved twice by himself, struggling to move the wound so painful that he didn't dare to mess around.

Cen Guan was lying on the couch with his arms around him, Yu Ya was so mentally out of control, and when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, Cen Guan asked softly, "Do you still want to drink blood?"

Yu Ya rubbed his abdomen, his injury was very serious, the monster power wasted too much, almost dried up, without flesh and blood nourishment, it was really not a good feeling.

He burrowed into Cen Guan's arms, and after a while, he sighed softly, "I don't want to be stained with blood anymore."

After all, he was born as a divine beast. Yu Ya's wounds healed very quickly. Although there were several scars on his back, which would accompany him to the end of his long lifespan, all the hideous wounds healed, and the wounds were broken after being whipped. The bones had also grown well, but Yu Ya was still unable to get off the couch.

At first, the injury was too serious, and later, the body was too weak.

As his body got better, there was a desire for flesh and blood. During countless unbearable nights, he almost suspected that his bones were still broken, and the pain was accompanied by a bone-chilling itching.

They didn't bother with the changes of conspiracy and power. Yu Ya heard that many people want Cen Guan to be the new head of Xuxuan, but Cen Guan doesn't seem to have this intention, and he only treats Yu Ya every day. Together, accompany him through the long and painful days.

The summer on Xuxuan Mountain is also very cool, the sun is bright but not scorching, and the breeze is blowing, refreshing and pleasant.

Yu Ya was basking in the sun in the courtyard, Cen Guan was beside him and concentrated on wiping his sword. Yu Ya lay down for a while and got bored, and his body hurt so badly, he grabbed something at hand and threw it at Cen Guan, angrily said: "Cold blood stinks!" Taoist priest!"

Cen Guan is really scary. Ever since Yu Ya said he didn't want to be stained with blood, he has followed through more thoroughly and resolutely than Yu Ya. When Yu Ya can't stand it and wants to drink blood, he can keep a cold face. Resolutely refusing to give it, Ren Yuya made a fuss for a while and then fell asleep from the pain.

Yu Ya loves being pampered and arrogant the most. With someone by his side, he could swallow the suffering quietly in the past, but now he has to toss it so that he can't live in peace.

Yu Ya lay on the soft couch, humming angrily: "Cen Guan."

Cen Guan responded, "What's wrong?"

Yu Ya squeezed out a weak smile, which seemed to be forced, Cen Guan pursed his lips, his heart softened by his smile.

Yu Ya took Cen Guan's hand, put it on his heart, and said seriously: "I'll give you a little monster."

His smile faded, and he choked up and said: "In this way, in case I fail to persevere, one day I will just go like this, and I can still let him accompany you."

Cen Guan wiped away his tears with his other hand, just when Yu Ya was about to continue expressing his feelings, pain suddenly appeared on his cheek, Cen Guan, that bastard, pinched his face disrespectfully.

"There's no blood to drink any more."

Yu Ya immediately tore off his pitiful face, with a ferocious face that was about to bite Cen Guan's hand. The ferocious appearance coupled with the two tear stains he squeezed out before, looked a bit funny, and Cen Guan couldn't help laughing. non-stop.

At night, when Yu Ya cried out for pain in a daze, Cen Guan didn't refuse again.

He was really hungry and in pain. Facing the fragrant flesh and blood, he lost his mind, his fangs pierced deeply into the depths of the blood vessels, and he completely lost strength under his mouth. The flesh and blood were bitten off.

Cen Guan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't hide, his arm was bloody and bloody. Yu Ya chewed it twice, but he couldn't swallow the meat.

His eyes gradually cleared up, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, with the smell of blood on his lips and teeth.

Cen Guan stroked his back and kept kissing him. After a long time, Yu Ya lay down on the bedside, and violently vomited. He vomited out all the torn flesh and blood, but he still retched.

After that night, Yu Ya never once said that he wanted to drink blood, swallowed all the pain, and survived the most difficult summer in silence.

After the desire reached its peak, it then declined. Gradually, his desire for flesh and blood became less intense, and he could occasionally swallow a few sweet berries that Cen Guan found.

The clear sweet spring washed his stomach, his hair gradually faded from black and returned to pure white, but there was a murderer in the end, and those two wings were always as black as thick ink, which contrasted sharply with the snow-white hair.

When the leaves on the century-old ginkgo tree in the courtyard turned golden, Yu Ya was finally able to get off the couch, wandered to the window, and picked up a falling ginkgo leaf.

He turned around with a smile, and saw Cen Guan behind him stretching out his hands, carefully protecting him.

Yu Ya's smile became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly took a step forward recklessly, just in time to throw himself into Cen Guan's arms.

Surrounded by a clear breath, Yu Ya put his arms around Cen Guan's neck, and smiled maliciously: "This time, we can really give birth to little monsters."