My protagonist has become a demon

The teenage girl pretended to be mature and sighed, "How wonderful you were at that time, like a pair of gods and couples in the myth, it's only been a few months, how did you become like this? Although I am young, I can tell that Mr. Gu likes you, how could this be?"

Shen Shu stretched out his right hand slightly, with five fingers slightly spread out and the palm facing outwards, the sunlight poured out from between his fingers, and he said softly, "Mmm. He's sick."

He turned his hands back, palms facing himself, exerted a little force without hope, and a faint stream of light suddenly overflowed from his fingertips.

Shen Shu's eyes widened slightly, and he sat up abruptly, but didn't notice that the quilt slid down with the movement.

You read it right, it is really spiritual power, although it is so weak that it seems to be extinguished in the next second, but there is really a stream of spiritual power on your fingertips.

It was like suddenly seeing the hope of life in a hopeless death, Shen Shuwei's gloomy eyes regained their spirit, as if they were filled with light.

Although Luchao is just an ordinary person, she vaguely knows that it is the spiritual power of the cultivator, and the bowl of medicine is to disperse his cultivation. Luchao is really happy for Shen Shuwei, "You...!"

As soon as she made a sound, Lucai realized that she couldn't make a sound. Although there were only the two of them here, even she knew that there were many people guarding the place where they couldn't see, so she suppressed her voice abruptly. Going back, I almost broke the sound with too much force.

She covered her mouth with both hands, her face flushed with excitement.

Shen Shu smiled slightly, put a finger on his lips, and whispered to her, "Shhh."

Green grass covered her mouth and nodded repeatedly.

Shen Shuwei was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that this body could dissipate the medicine's effect automatically. Although the current spiritual power is so weak that it can't even light a candle, but as long as it can not only purify the medicine's effect, the medicine will be good for him in a short time. will lose its effect.

Once the spiritual power is recovered, he can find out the reason of Gu Heng's madness.

If... If it continues like this, he may collapse before pulling back to Heng. Fortunately, fortunately, this faint spiritual power gave him the strength to persevere.

Seeing the hope, Shen Shu slightly swept away the previous gloom, but it was not too obvious, and he still looked expressionless.

He couldn't let Gu Heng realize that the medicine was useless to him, otherwise he didn't know what else Gu Heng could do.

Early the next morning, when Lucao brought the medicine in, she took the medicine bowl out of the food box, held it in both hands but did not give it to Shen Shuwei, but quietly approached him, and asked in a breathy voice: "If you don't drink this medicine, how can you drink it?" Will you recover faster?"

That's natural, Shen Shu nodded slightly, the body dissipated the medicine very slowly, but if he could stop drinking, he would recover faster and faster.

Seeing him nodding, Lu Hua grinned, and before Shen Shuwei had time to stop him, she drank the medicine in one gulp, and while showing Shen Shuwei the empty bowl, she stuck out her tongue and silently said bitter death It's hard to die.

"You..." How could you just drink like that?

Shen Shuwei's eyes widened, looking astonished.

The bitter and fishy taste was unpalatable, and I don't know how Shen Shuwei drank it without changing his expression. Lvcao almost burst into tears, so he ignored him for a while, ran to the table and grabbed the cup to pour it out. After drinking a glass of warm water, he recovered.

"It's so bad!" Knowing what he was worried about, Lu Hua ran to Shen Shuwei and whispered, "Don't worry, I learned pharmacology from a doctor since I was a child, although I don't know why this medicine makes you have no spiritual power. But the medicinal materials in it are not harmful to the body."

As he spoke, he winked playfully at Shen Shu, "Not only is there no harm, it's also a tonic."

"I'll drink it for you from now on!" She patted her small chest.

Shen Shu was relieved after hearing the words, and nodded with a smile, "Thank you."

……

In the southernmost part of the Demon Realm, there are large and small swamps all over the ground. Bubbles of black air are bubbling in the swamp. The sky in this area seems to be shrouded in thick black air, and the sunlight cannot penetrate. The world is dark.

A palace not far away was brightly lit, and there was a melodious sound coming from within.

In the hall, there was a beautiful woman in scantily clad clothes dancing to the music. There was a man lying on the couch. The man's hand kept stroking the waist injury of the woman sitting next to her. The woman let out a coquettish laugh from time to time.

That man is Mingnan King. His facial features are not ugly, but because he has been addicted to wine all year round, his eyes are cloudy and his face is full of greasy.

The enchanting woman picked a grape and gave it to Hades King, but he was stopped, "You should feed me here."

Fingers landed on the woman's lips.

The woman swallowed the grapes like a stream of kindness, and bent down.

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the house with closed doors and windows, and the veils hanging in the house were blown wildly. The candles were flickering and dimming. The dancing girls made shrill cries and stopped their graceful dancing postures and hugged each other tremblingly. .

"There are... there are ghosts!!"

The woman next to King Hades was obviously also frightened, the grapes that were supposed to be delivered to King Hades hit his greasy nose.

At this moment, the wind suddenly stopped, and the candle flame did not shake at all, as if it was just an illusion.

King Mingnan was annoyed by those women's screams, and when a grape hit his nose, his face immediately turned black, and he kicked the woman off the high platform, "Get out, get out of here!"

Several women retreated in a hurry, Mingnan Wang sat up, picked a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, secretly scolded them for being uninformed, making a fuss and disturbing his interest.

Another gust of wind blew up, this time blowing open all the closed doors and windows, making a creaking sound, the veils hanging all over the room were blown together, and the candles kept flickering, reflecting the flickering light in the whole hall. , but it did not go out.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?! Come here!" The jade crown on King Mingnan's head was blown to one side, and he shouted while supporting the jade crown.

It was quiet outside and no one responded to him, but he ate a mouthful of his own hair.

There was a trace of fear in King Mingnan's cloudy eyes. He had hundreds of subordinates guarding outside the temple, and it seemed as if they were all dead at this moment.

He stumbled from the high platform to the palace, and shouted at the empty palace in circles: "Who is it? Who is playing tricks? Get out!"

His voice echoed in the palace.

Just as he was getting more and more frightened, a black shadow broke through the roof and fell into the hall.

When King Mingnan saw the man's face clearly, he seemed to see a ghost, his eyes widened to the limit, and his eyes were full of fear, his feet softened and he fell to the ground, stammering: "Demon... Demon Lord My lord, come... what's the matter here?"

Gu Heng seemed to hear some good joke, and laughed out loud, he bent down and approached Hades King, his scarlet eyes were as cold as ice, and his horror was captured in his eyes.

"What am I here for... Doesn't King Mingnan know?"

King Mingnan was all over, his hands were trembling constantly, he opened his mouth to say that he didn't know, really didn't know, but he still couldn't utter a word.

From the moment the Demon Lord appeared here, he knew that the Demon Lord knew everything, and he also knew how terrifying the Demon Lord was, so he was finished... everything was over.

Gu Heng seemed to have admired his desperate and ugly look enough, straightened up in satisfaction, and said a few words lightly: "Don't worry about how to die, I won't kill you today."

Hearing the words, King Mingnan let go, but before he breathed his last breath, he was wrapped around his neck by the black whip that broke through the wind, and the barbs on the whip pierced his skin, and blood flowed down.

Mingnan Wang ignored the barb, and desperately grabbed the whip around his neck, trying to pull out a small gap.

Only when Mingnan Wang had rolled his eyes and almost recited it, Yu Ling loosened the whip and took Mingnan Wang away.

Calm was restored in the palace, and nothing happened except that one person was missing.

……

Xianlingzong, inside the main hall of Yunhui Peak.

Song Yuzhi sat at the head, his gentle and elegant face was tainted with haggardness and sorrow. They all said that time was stagnant in a cultivator, and with Song Yuzhi's cultivation, the years could no longer leave a trace on his face.

But now Song Yuzhi looked as if he was several years older than a few months ago, with lingering worries and sorrows lingering on his brows.

Jun Yao, who was sitting in the hall, changed out of his usual flamboyant red clothes, and wore plain white, without a wanton smile on his face, and stared at the opposite person with a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes with a very obvious disgust. .

Too many things have happened during this period of time. Among the seniors, only Song Yuzhi and Jun Yao can sit here properly.

Since that incident, Lin Qiuyan locked herself in Jing'an Peak and never took a step forward.

However, Lin Yuan, who looked normal at first, walked on Jing'an Peak on the day Shen Shuwei left. That night, Jing'an Peak seemed to be a dead place.

The people in the peak were asleep, and they didn't hear any movement, and all the incidents and tragedies were isolated in the small world outside the courtyard, and there was no news of it.

The next day was bright, the female disciples of Jing'an Peak opened the courtyard door and found out that Liu Sui and Lin Yuan had died.

When Song Yuzhi and Junyao heard the news, they seemed to have heard some joke. They couldn't believe it. When they rushed to Jing'an Peak and saw Linyuan lying on the ground without breathing, they felt as if God was talking to them. joke.

Lin Yuan was very relaxed when he walked, the corners of his stiff mouth were curved, he seemed to be still smiling when he closed his eyes, his fingers were stretched forward, as if he was waiting for someone to take his hand.

Jun Yao found a letter on Lin Yuan, and he explained everything in his heart. The monks he killed for so many years, and his feelings for Shen Shuwei, he wrote everything down word by word, but at the end he said, "Don't let Xiao Shu know." '.

At that moment, Song Yuzhi, who had always been the pillar of several juniors and the master of the sect, cried bitterly.

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