Kissing the Mad Demon and Cultivating Immortals

In the lower realm where the Demon Realm Master Realm Grand Festival is held, in the demon palace where all kinds of demons with identities live, in a cave mansion with rich demonic energy and luxurious shape, the seductive figure in tulle is looming, and there is a skirt like skirt left on the tail vertebrae. The same nine-tailed raccoon monster with nine furry tails blinked its lovely watery eyes and slender waist. It came to a tall man and flattered him with all its charm.

The man was extremely handsome, but his expression was cold and expressionless, and he didn't seem interested in seeing such a charming woman, allowing the woman to cling to him, doing her best to tease her.

This man was the Mo Qinghan's demon inscription "Number Nine" who was accompanying Mo Qinghan at the Demon Clan's event, and this woman was the Nine-tailed Beaver Clan woman they had bought at the auction.

After Mo Qinghan asked someone to train the woman, he asked her to accompany Mo Ming.

Because of the lack of congenital qi, Mo Ming didn't feel anything when he looked at the woman, he just felt that it was very boring. If he had this time, he might as well go to practice and stay here, just responding to Mo Qinghan's request.

"Where is Mo Yanyang? Have you seen it?" Mo Ming "Number Nine" was concentrating on a spell problem when suddenly a voice transmission came over, and at the same time he sensed a familiar aura, approaching him very fast .

The person who came was the magic inscription "No. [-]" who came from the magic ice world!

"Mo Yanyang? I've seen it before. What do you want him for?"

"I want the mermaid he bought! Where is he?" Mo Ming "No. [-]" asked via sound transmission.The crystal ball where the mermaid is located is isolated from breath, and he did not find the breath of Mofan.

"You're looking for Mo Yanyang for the ancient mermaid that Mo Yanyang bought? That thing could have been bought in a deal of one billion, but Mo Yanyang competed with me, so I will bid with him and let him buy it for 50 billion. What do you mean by asking for it now? It’s just a plaything, what’s the use of it? You..." The magic inscription "No. The wind rushed towards his face, and immediately after that, he was punched hard in the face by a big punch from the void.

"You, what do you mean?" The magic inscription "Number Nine" was suddenly attacked, stabilized his body, and asked indifferently at the magic inscription "No. [-]" who broke a big hole in the luxurious palace and the formation shield. The woman who had been clinging to the magic inscription "Number Nine" shrank back to the corner with a scream, and was stunned to see two men who looked exactly the same but were dressed differently.

"You don't need to exist anymore, fit together!" the magic inscription "No. [-]" said coldly, raising his hand to grab the magic inscription "No. [-]".Although he knew that the practice of the magic inscription "No. [-]" was done without his knowledge, maybe he would do the same thing if it were him, but that's not important, at this moment he can't wait to kill this branch* body!

"I am the latest avatar of the main body. The main body said that only he can fuse me...you, your cultivation level..." said the magic inscription "No. [-]", but he did not expect that the cultivation base of the magic inscription "No. He was actually a lot taller, and was caught by the magic inscription "No. [-]" without any resistance at all. Together with the secret method, the lines on the body of the magic inscription "No. [-]" flashed, and the magic inscription "No. [-]" struggled to fight with him. The fusion of the magic inscription "No. [-]".

A large amount of information swarmed in, and the magic inscriptions were fused cross-legged.

Gradually all the information merged together, including Wen Mo's memory.

Originally cold memories, because the magic inscription itself has replenished innate energy, has a different "passion" for many things, and those memories have also become emotional.

The memory about Wen Fan in the fairy world has become clear and clear, full of warm and moving colors. Wen Mo's own love for Wen Fan has also been passed on to Mo Ming. Empathy is also imprinted in my heart.

Wen Fan, that is the person who raised him like a father, the person who let him know what warmth is, the person who can sacrifice his life for him to save, that is also the person who let him know the desire of the body and feel the ultimate happiness people...

In Mo Ming's heart, there was an incomparable longing for Wen Fan, stronger than before. He wanted to see him, touch him, smell his scent, hear his voice...

Wen Fan?Mofan?

The combination of their memories made Mo Ming understand.

The Mo Fan who came back from the human race, the Mo Fan who has the nine-headed phoenix sword, the Mo Fan who can make alchemy, the Mo Fan who looks the same as Wen Fan, and the Mo Fan who has mermaid blood. "Mo Fan, who is it not Wen Fan?"

For some unknown reason, Wen Fan was not killed by the demon, but ventured back to the demon clan under the pseudonym Mo Fan to find him!

"Yes, my Fan..." Mo Ming murmured, his body trembling slightly, and then he raised his head and let out a long roar, the explosion of air shattered and collapsed the luxurious palace.

Mo Yan has not forgotten that his Fan is still in the hands of Mo Yanyang, and now he has fused the Mo Yan "No. , can also mobilize the extremely ancient demon dragon clan who came to the demon clan event.

He didn't have rules against tabooing grand events, so he directly scanned the entire interface with his mental power, but failed to find Mo Yanyang, so he summoned Moxiu from the Jitian Ancient Demon Dragon Family, and then went to find Mo Yanyang's location.

"Ming'er, what's wrong with you?" Mo Qinghan felt the movement here and rushed over.

"Mother!" Mo Ming saw Mo Qinghan, and sent a voice transmission to her, saying simply that Mo Ming was still very filial to Mo Qinghan, and did not hide anything from him.

"So, that Mo Fan is actually Wen Fan! Human race?" Mo Qinghan was quite surprised when she heard Mo Ming's words. She really wanted Mo Ming to feel differently about Wen Fan before, and that was because she knew Wen Fan Dead, and now, she couldn't help worrying.

"Yes." Mo Ming replied. He responded to Mo Qinghan's inquiry, and at the same time contacted several managers of the Jitian Ancient Demon Dragon Family, and found out that Mo Yanyang had left this space. It is said that he returned to Mo Mei. His fiefdom of the royal family, a lower realm space.

"How do you feel about him? He was bought by the tenth son of the Mo Mei Emperor for 50 billion!" Mo Qinghan said.

"My true love is my queen!" Mo Ming said.In the demon clan, servants are the general term for wives and concubines, and queens are the only ones who are equivalent to "regular wives".

"Ming'er, you have feelings for Wen Fan now, which means that you can also have feelings for other demons and demons. Your mother has prepared so many different servants for you. Don't you think you like him? Eye-catching? Leaving aside, this little demon in front of me is also a natural beauty, how lovely..." Mo Qinghan frowned and said through sound transmission.

"Mother, don't need to say much, except for Wen Fan, everything else is still the same in my eyes!" Mo Ming said.

"He is a human race. He came from the fairy world. Your father will never allow you to be with the human race! For him, is it worth fighting against the Demon Emperor's clan?" Mo Qinghan said.

"It's worth it! Mother, I'm leaving first!" After Mo Ming transmitted the sound to Mo Qinghan, before Mo Qinghan could say anything, he teleported away, found the teleportation array and went to Mo Yanyang's fiefdom.

Mo Qinghan wanted to call Mo Ming to stop, but he didn't have time, a sad expression appeared on his face.

***

The wild world where Wen Fan lives.

Mo Ming went for about two hours and finally came back, but he didn't bring anything.

Wen Fan's already hungry chest was sticking to his back. The hunger he hadn't experienced for a long time made him very uncomfortable. He curled up into a ball. Hearing footsteps and seeing Mo Ming coming, he thought there was something to eat I didn't expect Mo Ming to be empty-handed.

"It's getting dark outside again, and it's going to be night again. I found a place where we can spend the night tonight..." Mo Ming hugged Wen Fan and whispered to him.

Wen Fan was picked up by Mo Ming, smelled a bloody smell, guessed that Mo Ming was probably injured, didn't know what happened, wanted to ask, but it was too inconvenient to talk anymore, they had already left the cave.It was getting dark outside, and everything could not be seen clearly, only shadowy.

Mo Ming walked with Wen Fan in his arms for a while, turned a few turns, and entered a rough stone house with a fence around it.

"I met a barbarian who was alone, subdued him, and tied him up. This is his residence. You wait here for a while, and I will get you something to eat..." Mo Ming put Wen Fan on a bed. Said to him on the earthen platform of the animal skin, and wanted to leave after speaking, Wen Fan held him back.

"Are you injured?" Wen Fan asked in a low voice.Wen Fan knew that the magic inscription subdued a barbarian. Although what he said was simple, Wen Fan knew that it would never be easy. This may be the reason why the magic inscription was injured.

"A small injury, it's okay." Mo Ming said.

"Now that our physiques are getting worse, we can't be careless about minor injuries...my innate energy can heal wounds..." Wen Fan said.

"I'll try..." Mo Ming turned around and kissed Wen Fan's lips when he heard Wen Fan's words.

"Kiss is more effective on the wound..." Wen Fan pushed Mo Ming hastily and said.

Only then did Mo Ming let go of Wen Fan and turned his wounded back towards Wen Fan. Wen Fan vaguely saw the wound, a big gash, and blood was still oozing from his back. It was the same as when Wen Mo was injured.

Wen Fan hurriedly shook his head to remind him that it was not Wen Mo, but Wen Mo's younger brother.Wen Fan kissed Mo Ming's back, kissed the wound all over, and relieved his anger.

Afterwards, Mo Ming pointed to several small wounds, and Wen Fan treated them one by one.

"Sure enough...you are really a treasure..." Mo Ming could clearly feel the changes in his body. His wounds healed at an appreciable speed. good!

"Go and get something to eat, I'm hungry..." Wen Fan felt extremely awkward hearing Mo Ming's words, and said in a muffled voice.

Mo Ming hummed, turned and went out.

Wen Fan looked around, he was only of ordinary strength at this time, the surrounding pipelines were dim, and he couldn't see the surroundings clearly. He only felt that the animal skin under his body was rough, and his skin was prickly and painful. Fortunately, the temperature here was higher than outside. .

"These are the kinds of things they eat. I tried to eat them, and I can only bite into one. I ate it, and it's fine until now. It shouldn't be poisonous. Try it..." Mo Ming quickly brought several kinds of food. Yes, there are meat and fruit. The thing he mentioned that can be bitten is a kind of fruit.

Barbarians and Desolate races live in such a place with extreme pressure in space. They are born with strong physiques and infinite strength. Their body structure is also different from that of humans and demons. In addition to the characteristics here, the most basic thing is that it is extremely hard, otherwise, it will be crushed before it grows, and only the bite force of special races such as the barbarians and the barren races can bite.

Wen Fan was stunned when he heard Mo Ming's words. It turned out that Mo Ming didn't let him eat it immediately, it was to test the poison...

Mo Ming put the thing in Wen Fan's mouth, and Wen Fan couldn't recognize the gray fruit. Now that Mo Ming had already eaten it, Wen Fan didn't hesitate any longer, and opened his mouth to bite it, but found that this thing was more delicious than fruit. His teeth are still hard, and he can't bite at all.

"Can't you bite?" Mo Ming asked seeing that Wen Fan hadn't responded to the bite. Wen Fan let go, raised his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

"I'll feed you..." Mo Ming said naturally, took a bite of the fruit, and chewed it in his mouth.

Wen Fan was speechless, what was going on?Is he now a baby?This is so embarrassing...

Mo Ming chewed the fruit in his mouth, his expression didn't change, he stretched out his hands to hold the back of Wen Fan's head, leaned over to kiss Wen Fan's lips, and gave Wen Fan the contents in his mouth.

The sour taste, with a hint of fishy smell, filled his mouth, his stomach was already unbearable, so Wen Fan bit the bullet and ate this lump.

Mo Ming took a few more bites and fed half of the fist-sized fruit to Wen Fan, who waved his hand and stopped eating.After eating some of this food, he really felt full, but he didn't know how much he could digest, so Wen Fan didn't eat any more.

"There is a fire here for lighting, but it's best not to light it...I'll bring that man for interrogation..." After putting Wen Fan away, Mo Ming found a quilt-like animal that already existed here. Cover Wen Fan with the skin.

The animal skin was a little softer, but it was still slightly skinny. Wen Fan didn't care about it. The night was getting darker, and the temperature was dropping rapidly. He was already shivering from the cold.

Mo Ming brought a person from another room. That person was bare-chested and wore animal skins.

His mouth was stuffed, his body was tied up like a rice dumpling, his eyes glared fiercely at Mo Ming and them, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Do you know the barbarian language?" Wen Fan asked, not knowing how he was going to interrogate the barbarian.

"I don't know the barbarian language, but I can speak several other languages. Let me try and see if he can understand..." Mo Ming said.

Mo Ming said a few words to the barbarian, and changed several languages, all saying the same meaning, "I will kill you to eat meat".

Mo Ming felt the reaction of the barbarian, and when he spoke the sixth language, the barbarian struggled violently.

"I found it. They can understand the language of the Shadow Demon Clan, which is a very ancient race of my Demon Clan..." Mo Ming said, looking in Wen Fan's direction.

"Don't shout loudly, answer what I ask you, or I will kill you immediately! Do you understand? Just nod if you understand!" Mo Ming threatened, and with strength in his hand, he used a force on the barbarian's neck A rope was strangled, and the barbarian continued to increase his strength without nodding his head.

That barbarian was not a virtuous man, not to mention that he was just asking a few questions. The magic inscription didn't take much effort, he had already nodded frequently.

Wang Rang nodded, and Mo Ming pulled out what was in his mouth, and began to ask.

Wen Fan couldn't understand what they said, only heard their questions and answers, making strange noises.

Mo Ming asked for a while before stopping, gagged the barbarian's mouth again, carried him out, and locked him in another room here.

"How do you say it?" Wen Fan asked after Mo Ming returned.

"Although the names are somewhat different, this is indeed a place where there are two races of barbarians and desolate races. Every once in a while, some foreigners will come in here. I think it should be said that we are sucked in by the black vortex. Yes. He has never heard of anyone going out. The space here is closed, there is no teleportation array, and he has never heard of wild beasts that can tear space. Tearing space is relatively easy to do in the Demon Realm. The golden giant Demons can tear the space with their hands, but here, because the space is too stable and the pressure of the space is extremely high, it is difficult to tear the space."

"They are extremely hostile to foreign races, and they don't treat the foreign races that come in every once in a while, and they don't cook and eat them as we guessed last time... Instead, they use a special method to wash away the spirits of these foreign races, and then alienate them into their own race... A special formula potion is needed to make the spirits of foreign races disappear, like walking corpses, and then they feed these foreign races with something called soul grass, and they are slowly cultivated like newborn babies and assimilated into barbarians..."

"We are very likely to be the only foreigners here. There is one thing I don't understand. The space pressure here is huge. My ability to move is like an ordinary person. Mo Yanyang and the clan uncle and several demon slaves who came here are not alive. It should be different for different people, and the barbarians don't know this..."

Mo Ming told Wen Fan the news he had just received from the barbarian population.

Wen Fan listened to Mo Ming's words, and was stunned when he heard the soul grass. He had heard of this grass before, and searched a lot for Wen Mo to restore his soul.

It is said that this soul grass can not only strengthen the soul, but also cultivate new consciousness, that is to say, even an unconscious fragment of the soul, it can make it generate consciousness, and then produce spiritual wisdom, learn to learn, and develop into a complete soul.

According to the books that were checked at that time, the soul grass grew on the bones of the ancient black tortoise, and it took tens of thousands of years to grow an inch.

I didn't expect to meet the soul grass here!

Wen Fan obtained some fragments of Wen Mo's soul from the demon, unconsciously.If there is this soul grass, he can make that little fragment of the soul grow slowly and produce consciousness, except for the pure white Wen Mo who has no memory of Wen Mo!

If it can be done, this is like a way to revive Wen Mo, and it can also perceive Wen Mo's other spirits. If you can catch the demon, it will be easier to divide his soul...

"What's the matter?" Mo Ming said for a while, but Wen Fan asked in response.

"Mo Ming, have you asked him where he can get the soul grass? Is there a lot of soul grass here?" Wen Fan calmed down the excitement in his heart and asked soberly.It is still too early to think about how to use the "soul grass" to revive Wen Mo, because Wen Fan's current mental power is almost imperceptible after feeding a pill to the magic inscription, and the recovery speed is also extremely slow, but with this soul grass , the soul that must be nourished and strengthened first is his own.

Only when his spiritual power becomes stronger, it will be possible to take out the small crystal bottle containing Wen Mo's soul in the capsule space faster, and he can also do more things!

"Soul grass is also very hard to come by here. You need to go to the deep mountains outside to collect it. I don't know if there are many. Does this soul grass have any effect?" Mo Ming asked.

"If the soul grass I know is one kind, then this soul grass will have a great effect on us. The soul grass can not only make the unconscious soul conscious, but also strengthen the soul and strengthen the spiritual power. The reason why I was able to use the The reason why the elixir was taken out of my space is because I have a little spiritual power, that is to say, here, there is a restriction on the magic energy, but the spiritual power is only suppressed, but it can still be used..." Wen Fan said.

"You are really a treasure!" Mo Ming heard Wen Fan say this, although he was relatively calm, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help hugging Wen Fan and said.

The author has something to say: Big babies, I’m here, what a group

Thank you Yunfu Sumu, the little number (9267718) baby’s thunder, it’s a waste, okay?

In the last chapter, did you think of a serious question, is Mo Ming the No. 1 in history who survived by relying on his Fanfan's JY to satisfy his hunger?