The Painting Fan of Hundred Treasures and Demon Story

It took a long time before Shan Hua's panting slowed down. Seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, Su Zao wanted to wipe it off for him, but he was afraid of offending him.

He stretched his hand halfway, then retracted it in a panic.

Shan Hua raised her eyelids to look at him, her pupils lost their original brilliance.

Su Zaan muttered and wanted to call him, but stopped under his cold gaze, and then came a strong force, pushing him aside.

"roll!"

Su Sha was pushed and fell backwards, Shan Hua looked at him, gradually, his cheeks flushed, and shouted again: "Get out!"

"me……"

Looking at Dan Hua's reaction, Su Sha knew that he was extremely angry, as long as Dan Hua was not angry, it would be fine to let him go.

But he didn't know where to roll, he rolled too far, and he was worried about Shan Hua's body...

"Okay, if you don't go, then I will go!"

Dan Hua stood up, his long black hair let down, covering up the ambiguous scars on his body, his clothes were torn so that he couldn't wear them, so he casually threw them on his body.

Su Sha came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up to stop him, but just as he ran over, he saw the white shadow flicker, and Shan Hua had disappeared.

"Single painting!"

He shouted loudly, and the night wind blew, only a piece of white robe fell in front of his eyes.

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In fact, Shan Hua didn't go very far. He was seriously injured, and the spell didn't last long. He managed to fly a distance, but couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground.

There was constant sweat on his forehead, and he sat down slowly leaning against a tree. His body was very uncomfortable, and the wound on his heart kept clamoring for pain.

In fact, he would also like to thank Su Zao for entering, without the support of energy, his condition might be even worse.

But that doesn't excuse his atrocities!

It is one thing to be in love with each other, but it is another thing to be forced to have sex. Thinking of the scene just now, Shan Hua couldn't help clenching her hands.

Suddenly he felt that he was so stupid, why did he run away——Su Zai forced him to hurt him, and he could take revenge back. He has spells, and Su Zai is not his opponent at all.

But he chose to escape.

Because...he was afraid that he would hurt the other party by attacking in a fit of anger...

Strange, why should he worry about the other party?

At this time, shouldn't he be worried about how to escape from the pursuit of ascetics and demon spirits and complete the task?

His brain was a little confused, Shan Hua leaned against the tree with his head in his hands, and thought for a long time before he came up with the reason—he was afraid of hurting Su Sha because he still had value, and the sacrifice he had found so hard couldn't be easily damaged.

Yes, it must be for this reason, there can be no other reasons, let alone liking, he would not like that vicious and rough bastard!

After figuring out this relationship, Shan Hua felt a little better.

Pain came from his heart, reminding him of what he needed to do right now. He let go of his distracting thoughts, used magic to change into a coat, put it on, crossed his legs, and used his spiritual power to heal the wound.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a loud noise, Shan Hua was startled, and immediately opened his eyes.

It turned out that tired and hurt, he actually fell asleep and listened carefully, the footsteps got closer to him.

Listening to their conversation, it turned out to be the group of cultivators who escaped from the inn.

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

Dan Hua was so angry that he wanted to beat Su Sha again. He couldn't choose a place to rest a little farther away. To him, the most terrifying thing was not demon spirits, but people who practiced Taoism.

Seriously injured, Shan Hua did not dare to act rashly. He quietly hid in the bushes, using spells to cover up the evil spirit on his body, hoping that those people would not notice him.

It's a pity that he could hide his demonic aura, but he couldn't conceal Ziyu's aura. Soon someone discovered it and shouted: "Ruyi is nearby, and that demon must be there too. Let's search separately!"

There were a large number of ascetics, and they soon surrounded the place where Shan Hua was hiding.

At this time, it was too late for him to take the risk to escape again, seeing the group of people slowly approaching, he simply didn't do anything else, tore off the purple jade around his neck, and jumped out voluntarily.

Seeing him, everyone let out a cry of surprise at the same time.

They managed to escape from the fire, their hair, eyebrows, and clothes were all burned, and their bodies were covered in black ash, looking even worse than Danhua.

But his eyes were full of greed, and he kept his eyes on the jade in his hand.

Dan Hua sneered, held up the purple jade, and said loudly: "Go away, or I will destroy it immediately!"

"If you destroy it, you don't even want to live!"

"If you don't believe me, try it!"

Now that Dan Hua has gone all out, even if he is not injured, he still can't beat so many ascetics.

It would be a sad fate for the demon spirit to fall into their hands, so he would rather take a desperate gamble.

His attitude was too decisive, and those people didn't dare to press on. They looked at each other and slowly backed away.

Dan Hua breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't know what to do, he could only take one step at a time, and shouted: "Get away, don't let me see you again!"

Those people really got lost, and disappeared from Shan Hua's sight not long after.

They would give up so easily, Shan Hua was surprised, put on the purple jade again, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but just after walking a certain distance, he was blocked back.

It turned out that when the ascetic retreated, he dropped the Taoist talisman on the ground, and the Taoist talisman just formed a circle, and Shan Hua could only move within the circle, but could not go out.

These bastards!

Dan Hua tried a few times but was blocked by the Dao Fu's strong energy. He was very annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

I thought that they would not attack by force for the time being anyway, so why not take this opportunity to continue repairing the injury, maybe they can get away with breaking through the stellar energy and escape.

The idea of ​​a single painting was too naive. It didn't take long for him to feel unwell, and the pain all over his body suddenly became unstoppable, and the wound that had improved slightly was torn again.

He used his spiritual power to resist the pain, looked forward, and saw a golden aura rising from the place where the Dao Talisman was, and the amulet floated into the air with the aura, gradually gathering towards him.

It turned out that those ascetics were chanting incantations in the distance. His spiritual power was limited, so in order to resist the incantation, he could only use the aura of Ziyu.

So he couldn't destroy Ziyu, but this kind of resistance was limited after all, and those people could easily attack him when he couldn't hold on anymore.

so despicable...

They planned very carefully, and as the pressure from the Gang Qi became tighter and tighter, Dan Hua finally couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to borrow Ziyu's spiritual energy to resist, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

The pain in his body became heavier, his face became pale, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out. Driven by the demon power, his nails turned black and protruded sharply.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Ziyu cast a faint ray of light to help Dan Hua block the attacking Gang Qi.

He took the opportunity to catch his breath, and continued to stimulate the demon power, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his heart, and most of his strength disappeared immediately, and he fainted before his eyes, and fell to the ground.

He was about to succeed, and if he died here, he would definitely die with regret.

Enduring the severe pain, Shan Hua vaguely thought that he was full of unwillingness, but he was powerless to deal with the status quo.

Feeling that the Gang Qi was gradually surrounding him, he gritted his teeth and held Ziyu firmly, preparing to use his last bit of monster power to die with those people, but the strange thing was that the Gang Qi did not approach any more, but slowly spread away.

The force of gravity was relieved, and Shan Hua heaved a sigh of relief, only to find that his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He didn't know what happened, and he struggled to sit up, but his whole body was weak, and he found it difficult to even move his little finger.

The spiritual sense belonging to the demon class told him that the danger was temporarily over, so he did not rush to move, and lay down on the ground to rest for a while until the discomfort gradually disappeared.

Just as she was about to get up, a hand reached out to support him, and then hugged him into her arms.

"Single painting!"

He felt a familiar body temperature, followed by a familiar cry, with tension and worry in his voice.

Su Sha rushed over at this time, which was beyond his expectation. He looked up, but his messy hair blocked his sight, and he could only see a blurry figure.

With his hair parted, Su Zao's clothes were as messed up as those of those ascetics, and his expression was tense, which made him look full of murderous aura.

Like ghosts, monsters are afraid of people with too much yang energy, so Shan Hua subconsciously hides back.

Su Sha misunderstood, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I beat those bastards away and destroyed their Dao Talisman, so they won't hurt you again."

"Oh……"

Having just been injured by gang qi, Shan Hua's consciousness was a bit hazy, she nodded in a daze, her eyes fell on her hands, and she suddenly saw her sharp black nails.

The tip of his hair also turned white due to excessive use of demon power, and he immediately realized how bad he looked, pushed Su Zai away, pinned his head halfway, and shouted: "Don't look!"

"It's okay, you're a demon, it's normal."

There was contempt in the words, at least he thought so, and he couldn't help but glared at him.

Su Sha discovered his slip of the tongue, and hurriedly explained: "No, I mean I don't care...nor, I mean it doesn't matter if I care or not, you are you, Dan Hua, no matter what it is You look fine."

He must have been nervous, worried that he would be blamed for saying the wrong thing.

Shan Hua suddenly felt like laughing for such a big man, but he acted cautiously, and the previous reluctance and fear gradually dissipated.

"Are all the... bad guys gone?" he asked in a low voice.

Suza nodded vigorously.

"They all left. I broke the leg of one of them and warned them that if they pestered them again, I would kill them. They seemed to believe it and ran faster than rabbits."

Dan Hua looked over through his hair, and Su Zao's face was tense like a glaring King Kong. Having seen his ferocious beating, those ascetics must have been terrified.

Thinking about it this way, Dan Hua finally let out a bad breath, opened his mouth to say thank you, but when he came to his mouth, he changed it to——

"How did you find it?"

"I was worried about you, so I kept looking along the path. Later, when I saw a few people sneaking around, I followed them out of curiosity. When I found out that they had set up an formation to harm you, I beat them up."

After Su Sha finished speaking, he looked at the single painting.

Shan Hua's face was still pale, but not as weak as before. His nails were slowly retracted, and the tips of his hair returned to their original luster, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.