After the villain is reborn a hundred times

Gu worms are not prevalent in the Huazhou Continent. They were popular for a while a hundred years ago, and disappeared in the vast Huazhou Continent in just a short time.

The Gu worms that were popular at that time came from a family in Northern Xinjiang. The reason why they became popular was because of the marriage between the Mo family in Southern Xinjiang and Northern Xinjiang, which brought Gu worms and Gu techniques into the attention of the Huazhou Continent.

But Wang Jinxue knows that her heart disease has existed for 400 years, and it is impossible to have anything to do with the disappeared northern Xinjiang.

Wang Jinxue endured the pain, fine sweat dripped from his forehead down his cheeks and from his chin.

The black clothes barely covered her upper body, and in the dark room, it set off the whiteness of her skin to the extreme.

Shen Mingmei glanced at the cold sweat on her forehead, and whispered softly, "It's quite big."

The line of sight also pointedly fell to the place covered by the clothes, which was full of ridicule.

Wang Jinxue couldn't help wrapping her clothes tightly. To be honest, she has never been judged by the same sex before.

He couldn't help being a little bit ashamed, and gave Shen Mingmei a half-annoyed look, and then replied with a pale face, "This seat is naturally superior, you can't envy me."

"Hey, you have my baby, don't you have one? It's prettier than you, what are you talking about?" Shen Mingmei glared at her, turned her hand, and the tip of the scimitar crossed across. The painful Wang Jinxue couldn't help but "hiss" .

With a hoarse voice, Wang Jinxue said weakly: "You are deliberate revenge."

"Yes, what can you do to me?" Shen Mingmei smiled triumphantly.

I really can't do anything to her, the world is big, the doctor is the biggest at present, I bear it, Wang Jinxue lowered his eyes.

After four hours of non-stop, the Gu worm was finally guided to poke its head out.

The Gu worm's head is small and black, and it struggles to pierce the flesh from the snow-white chest, wriggling its body, burrowing out bit by bit.

As long as Wang Jinxue lowered her eyes, she could look at Gu worms, but she didn't, because it hurt too much, lowering her eyes would make her hurt even more, and she was also afraid of pain.

"You are a failure in life?" Shen Mingmei sneered.

Wang Jinxue was sweating coldly, her pale lips couldn't help trembling, she still tried her best to smile and asked: "Where did you fail?"

"The person who can give you this kind of Gu worm must be someone who is close to you. The person who is close to you is so cruel to you. This is a chronic poison. Do you think you will fail in life?"

"Closer?" Wang Jinxue asked in amazement, "What kind of Gu is this?"

Shen Mingmei pretended to be surprised: "Didn't I tell you? This is a ghost."

Guitouxin——

Wang Jinxue read these three words silently, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

ghost heart.

Even in the Immortal Cultivation World, where the voodoo art has disappeared, everyone still has an impression of this name.

Guitouxin is a rare insect, it is very small, only as long as a girl's little finger, and is extremely thin, about as thin as the thinnest willow branch.

This kind of worm comes from the demon world, and it is already highly poisonous, and it will intensify its toxicity after being trained into a Gu worm.The Gu technique of refining Guitouxin is very evil, it needs to use human bones as a guide, and it takes seven to seven days to practice.

After the Gu worm is trained, it becomes a ghost, and the ghost can only be put into the other's body by the person closest to him, with the help of physical contact between the two.

Using Guitouxin will cause great damage, because this kind of Gu worm can only survive in the human body.The person who put it into Wang Jinxue's body must have traces of the ghost's heart in his heart.

And the ghost has no solution, once it enters the human body, you can only wait for death, it will nibble away at your internal organs bit by bit, causing people to bleed from the seven orifices and feel unbearable pain all over the body, and they will not die until they are completely eaten by it.

Naturally, Wang Jinxue had heard of this kind of thing, but she didn't expect it to be in her heart.

From this point of view, she has failed in life, but she doesn't know who will put it on her.

The people around him, Gu Hong Zhao Ying, Bei Wu Dong Ruan, and Mo Yi Si are all possible.

Wang Jinxue laughed at himself, and said lightly, "You are right."

Shen Mingmei raised her eyelids and glanced at her, then turned her gaze back to the scimitar.

The person in front of her is extremely beautiful, even though she is pale and fragile now, she still can't hide the arrogance in her bones. You can't see the slightest weakness in such a person.

Just like now, she is still talking and laughing freely even though her life is in Shen Mingmei's hands.And the answer just now, what you said is very reasonable, but so what?Wang Jinxue is still a Demon Lord, and he still tramples many people under his feet and looks down on all sentient beings.

Shen Mingmei somewhat understood why she was the Demon Lord.

—

Mingshuang lived up to everyone's expectations and returned to the Lingxu Sect with Wu Vanilla, and at this time, she really saw this daughter who was personally recognized by the Lingxu Sect's suzerain—Feng Jinyun.

Feng Jinyun, the chief disciple of Cangyun sect, before that, Mingshuang always thought that Feng Jinyun was Feng Jiushu's daughter, the things in the world are really unexpected.

Mingshuang was not interested in other people's affairs, and left after giving Mist Vanilla to the Suzerain.During the days when she left, the atmosphere of the entire Lingxu Sect was very depressed.

Everyone knows that Feng Jinyun has always regarded Mingshuang as an opponent unilaterally, but he is inferior to Mingshuang in every way. From now on, Mingshuang's life may be difficult.

"Master?"

When Mingshuang returned to Dengyun Peak, she was surprised to see Elder Chanyue who had been waiting for a long time in the gazebo.

Chanyue let out a "hmm" and said expressionlessly, "The Demon Venerable is in retreat."

Retreat?Suddenly. "How did Master know?" Mingshuang still thought about going to the Demon Realm after returning, but now it seems that the trip was for nothing.

"Being a teacher naturally has a way to be a teacher. As for you, I will kill your petty thoughts that you shouldn't have."

Mingshuang bowed her head and said yes, and sent Chanyue away, unable to raise her spirits until Mo Lan's sound transmission talisman was in her hand.

"Mingshuang Mingshuang, come to Chaoyang City, I'll wait for you at the pastry shop in the north of the city."

There was no beginning or end to the sound transmission talisman, only Mo Lan's voice could be heard to be anxious, Ming Shuang didn't care so much, and Yu Jian went directly to the place she said.

Mingshuang recommended Mo Lan to the crispy pastry shop in the north of Chaoyang City. This dim sum was delicious. Chanyue would always buy it in the past but never gave it to Mingshuang. As a result, Mingshuang never forgot that this place was the most delicious when she was young.

As soon as Mingshuang came in, the shopkeeper at the counter nodded and smiled at her, obviously acquainted.

"Aunt Xu." Mingshuang nodded politely.

Mo Lan came out at this time, "You are here, look at the shopkeeper, you still don't believe me when I say I know her."

Scratching her head again, she shyly said to Mingshuang, "Well, I forgot to bring the money."

Mingshuang thought it was a big deal, so she reluctantly untied the money bag from her waist and handed it to her.

After paying the money, Aunt Xu took out another pack of candied peanut pistons and put them into Mingshuang's hands, and then sent them out with a smile.

The Lingxu Sect is located in Qianhan Mountain outside Chaoyang City, and has been guarding Chaoyang City for so many years.In the eyes of the people in this city, Lingxu Sect is a god, they respect and believe in it.

"Here you are." Mingshuang handed the peanuts that Aunt Xu gave to Mo Lan who had been staring at him all the time.

Mo Lan smiled embarrassedly, reached out to take it, "You don't want to eat?"

"I don't like sweets."

Mo Lan nodded, and pulled Mingshuang to take the things she bought around the corner and trot over.

This is a small alley with a dead end, and there is a monk with a demonic aura curled up in the corner.

He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, a young boy, very thin and bruised all over his body.

As soon as Mingshuang arrived, she could clearly see the shivering and frightened look of the little boy, and then saw Mo Lan handing him the things she bought.

"Eat, don't be afraid." She smoothed the little boy's clumped and dirty hair without giving up.

The little boy raised his eyes to look at Mingshuang, took Mo Lan's things in fear, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Mo Lan left some more money before leaving with Mingshuang.

Mingshuang glanced back at the young boy who was still gobbling with his head down, and said to Mo Lan, "Are you buying something for him? Do you know that he is a demon cultivator."

"I know. What's wrong with Moxiu, isn't he a human?" Mo Lan tilted her head to look at her, her eyes, which were shining brightly under the bright sun, were black and white, so clean that it made people feel ashamed.

"Do you know how miserable it was when I met him? A lot of monks treated him like they were teasing pigs and dogs. That's not killing demons and defending the Tao, that's torture."

"The demon cultivator is also a human being. His demonic energy is extremely weak. Maybe he strayed into the devil's way because of some unspeakable secrets. Why didn't I help him? Besides, not all demon cultivators are bad people."

Mo Lan giggled: "The Mozun is a very good person."

"You know Mozun?" Mingshuang was obviously happy, and her tone jumped more than one degree.

Mo Lan nodded, slowly stuffed peanuts into her mouth, and said with a crunchy bite: "She saved me when there was a big flood in my hometown when I was a child. At that time, many people were particularly afraid of her, but she left after saving me, and she also left I didn't do anything to those who spoke ill of her. So even if she is a devil, in my eyes, she is a very good person."

Mingshuang couldn't help smiling, which made Mo Lan stunned.

"Wow, you look so pretty when you smile." Mo Lan said excitedly.

Mingshuang immediately restrained her smile.

All she thought about was Wang Jinxue, and she didn't know why she was happy, but she was very happy to hear that someone did not misunderstand Wang Jinxue.

Just as Mo Lan said, cultivators have too much resentment and harm to demon cultivators, regardless of good or bad. In their eyes, as long as they are demon cultivators, they are all bad, and the one who bears the brunt of this is Wang Jinxue.

But after getting along with her for a short time, Mingshuang knew that Wang Jinxue was not a completely bad person, yes, she was bad, but she was bad only when others messed with her first.

Most of the time, Mingshuang thinks that Wang Jinxue is a detached person who doesn't care about the mundane world. She is like a spectator, carrying a pot of old wine to see all kinds of things in the world, and she is chic.

Nothing can hold her back, like the wind, which cannot be grasped, cannot be held, and cannot be settled.

Wang Jinxue...

As long as he thinks of this person, Mingshuang will feel happy for no reason, as if there is a cat in his heart, scratching her with his meat pad.

This feeling is too strange, but also too wonderful.

It will make Mingshuang feel sweet, greasy, and not enough, and it will make her involuntarily curl the corners of her mouth, revealing an indescribable smile.

—

The back mountain of Lingxu Sect is an endless stretch of cliffs, with steep and steep peaks, and not a single blade of grass grows.

Chanyue sat on the edge of a cliff, staring intently at a trembling small wild flower blown by the wind on the cliff, her gaze was indifferent and emotionless.

Soon, footsteps came from behind.

"Elder, everything has been arranged. The day the demon king leaves the customs is the day when she dies."

"It's well done, take it." Chanyue took out a small porcelain bottle from the skirt, and threw it behind her.

The man quickly caught it: "Thank you, elder."

"Why thank you, you deserve it." As soon as Chanyue stretched out her hand, the trembling little wild flower on the cliff fell into her palm like drifting.

Life is so fragile sometimes.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the person behind him left in a sensible way.Turning around, the face revealed was the North Demon King, Bei Wu.

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Ming·I am happy when someone praises my wife.·Shuang: As long as you like Wang Jinxue, we are good sisters!Call my wife crazy! ! !

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感谢在2020-07-2401:00:04~2020-07-2501:41:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Xiaman;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: everyone is lazy, 10 bottles of everything; 3 bottles of Xiaoyu; 1 bottle of ruthless flower-spreading machine;

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