With the good-for-nothing beauty

Zhou Ming rested in the side hall of the Demon World for another three days, during which time the Demon Lord really did not come to him again.

He waited quietly, silently recalling what Xu Basui said to him when he came to retreat.

"Is Taoist Zhou getting well soon?"

While meditating, a low voice came from the door.Zhou Ming looked up and recognized that it was the highest level protector in the demon world.

"Our family's bald-headed rejuvenation hand is very powerful. I guess Taoist Zhou has almost recovered." Ze Houhuan leaned his hands on the door, smiling, but his eyes were cold. It’s poked here and hacked there, so it’s time to go back to the big dye furnace in the fairy world, right?”

Zhou Ming grasped the meditation sword and stood up, without any reaction to his yin and yang strangeness, he just joined hands peacefully: "I'm bothering you."

"please."

Zhou Ming suddenly pressed the jade on his left hand, and asked, "How long will Xu Basui need to retreat?"

"It's not short anyway." Zehou smiled eccentrically, "Don't worry, he doesn't have the time to torment your precious junior brother."

Zhou Ming nodded his head, pursed his lips, and asked again: "He doesn't have a heart demon seal between his brows, does retreat have something to do with it?"

"What does this have to do with you." Zehou waved his sleeves perfunctorily and smiled kindly, "Please go away."

Zhou Ming: "..."

At this time, Xu Basui had also been in seclusion for three days, and Yi Sui came to the third level.He used Yi Sui to forcibly broaden the limit of the spiritual veins, and to absorb the huge spiritual power generated by the operation of the tyrannical spiritual core, so as not to be unable to withstand the explosion and die.

For example, his spiritual core is like a vigorous volcano, with magma erupting from time to time, and the spiritual veins are channels to contain the magma so as not to damage other places.The biggest contradiction in Xu Basui's body is that all the passages combined cannot contain the magma of this volcano. Even if the passages are widened under all kinds of pain year after year, the power of the ever-growing volcano cannot be blocked.

Every year before the birthday, at this special moment when the turbidity of the demon world gradually becomes thicker, Xu Basui takes advantage of the trend to retreat, and needs a total of Yi Eightfold Essence, that is, to forcibly stretch the spiritual vein eight times.

And this year is very special.

Because there is one more Zhou Jin.

Yi Suiwan was the most painful moment, his whole body seemed to be soaked in a sea of ​​flames.At this time, the pain was greatly relieved by using the furnace with ice flowing in the body to cool down.

Although this pain subsides, it is enough for the other to feel uncomfortable again.

Two days ago, when Xu Basui had just finished Yisui and started dual cultivation, Xu Basui didn't feel much strangeness. It wasn't until the pain greatly subsided that he discovered the strangeness in Zhou Jin's body.

As for the headband - it was torn yesterday.

Xu Basui didn't want to think about how it ended so badly.

"Why are you so rough?"

Xu Basui touched the skin on his back, and rubbed it several times before confirming that the frosty feel was not an illusion, but a characteristic of Zhou Jin's own texture.

"Scar." Zhou Jin slowed down a bit, observing his expression carefully, "It's not easy to touch, do you hate it?"

"There's no difference." Xu Basui said stiffly, "It's just to have some fun to divert attention... ouch!"

"Just don't care." Zhou Jin continued to bury his head.

Xu Basui's body shifted unexpectedly, out of breath, he bit his lip and glared at him viciously (presumably).

"Want to know?" Zhou Jin smiled, leaned down and rubbed his temples with his lips, and said softly, "It happened when I was a child, and I can't remember it now, otherwise I will describe it carefully to Mozun. The sound is lifelike, wonderful and extraordinary, so that Mo Zun doesn't feel too full."

Xu Basui scolded twice: "I just think that you really only have one face left. I didn't expect that your body is so mottled."

"Yeah." Zhou Jin sighed and smiled, looking for the momentum to find a horrifying point in the depths and violently attacked the fortress.

"My whole body is incomplete. All that's left is this face. If I can confuse the Demon Lord for a moment, that would be considered my pinnacle of skill."

Xu Basui was so attacked that his voice became hoarse, and he was speechless, and then he closed his eyes not to look at his extremely deceiving face.

"I don't even look at my face now." Zhou Jin rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck and complained, "Mozun, you are so picky."

Xu Basui gritted his teeth and thought, he is so annoying.

Who is serving whom?Why do you seem to be the one who suffers the most?

Zhou Jin suddenly picked him up, and Xu Basui suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Jin stood up and positioned the picky cat so that its back rested on the fence of the cage.

Xu Basui was stunned: "⊙△⊙?!"

"Look at me at this time." Zhou Jin's canine teeth flashed, "I'll hold on, Mozun catch it well, and it's easy to fall if you don't look at me."

Xu Basui yelled, "Bastard! Let me go!"

But it was too late, Zhou Baiyuan stood still like a pine with a cold body temperature, leaving only the wild cat in his arms meowing and meowing.The cage seemed to be shaking, and he learned to open up each other's lower limit without a teacher, jumping repeatedly on the boundary line of the demon king's self-righteousness.

Xu Basui choked so hard that he became a solitary branch and leaf in the squalling wind and rain. If he didn't want to fall to the ground, he could only climb, grasp, clamp, and circle the branches tightly.The wind and rain were not much better than the meteorite rain. Gu Ye struggled to hold on for a while, tears were like broken threads, and merged with the water stains on the ground to form a water mirror, reflecting the absurdity and extreme indulgence in the cage.

When Xu Basui choked up, he suddenly heard misty childish crying.

He raised his eyes in a daze, and Zhou Jin's eyes met his. He leaned over to touch and beg for marriage, and then remembered the previous rules, so he tilted his head to the side of his neck, and his canine teeth grabbed the skin unceremoniously.

And the childish cries were still echoing, obviously not their human voices at the moment.

Xu Basui urgently needed to divert his attention, trying to follow the cry, his thoughts gradually became a kite on a string, flying away with the cry.

The field of vision in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually widens, looking at a piece of fairy mountains and jeweled pavilions, the sea is like a mirror, it is the rich land he yearns for and envies, the celestial world.

The sound of crying drew the view to the location. There is a vast high platform among the mountains. The waterfalls are like gushing snow, and the mist is like spinning yarn. It is a hidden paradise.

But there is an altar on this paradise, there are two or three adults on the ground, and one child in the middle of the sky.

Wait, how is that kid suspended in the air?

Xu Basui lowered his vision, and suddenly saw what was pulling the child hanging from above.Countless transparent spider threads nailed into his thin body below the neck, hanging him like a puppet in the air.

"He is too young, can he bear it?"

"It doesn't matter, his spiritual core is extremely strong, so he can bear it."

"Actually, no matter how hasty it is, we should wait until he is ten years old..."

"Guang'er can't hold on, but he can."

The adults on the ground with blurred faces but not less disgusting were talking like this, the voice drifted among the waterfalls, but the weak cry from the child's thin body seemed to echo in the vast world, showing his insignificance and loneliness even more .

Time flies, waterfalls are dense and sparse, the body of the child hanging on the spider silk is slowly elongating, and the height of being hung in the air is getting higher and higher, and his crying gradually fades away, fading into trembling pain Gasping and exhaling cold air.

"Today is the last time..."

"81."

"Can he hold it?"

"Hopefully."

"Bai Yuan is only six years old this year..."

Xu Basui was taken aback for a moment, and tried his best to look down at the child, is it real or not?

Tens of thousands of spider threads penetrated and hung the little children with their heads drooping, as silent as empty dolls.

Just when everyone thought he was about to die silently, he suddenly twitched violently, frantically wanting to break those spider threads.

"here we go!"

The child gasped, his voice was like swallowing charcoal: "It's so cold, so cold...Father, mother, I'm so cold..."

The sun in the sky slowly reached the middle of the sky, and thousands of sunlight shone on the children without hesitation. It should be noon, the warmest time of the day.His twitching and curling showed that this was the coldest moment of his life.

The pouring waterfall suddenly disappeared, and thousands of water vapors instantly attached to countless transparent spider threads, gathering them into an astonishing number of nets.

The surging spiritual flow and ice vapor poured into this weak body like a huge wave, and he raised his head, and let out an inhuman neigh from his throat, and then the world turned pale, and thousands of spider threads broke and disappeared in an instant.

Xu Basui watched helplessly as he fell from mid-air, falling to pieces.

Terrible ice spread instantly on the ground where the child fell, and the people on the ground were ecstatic about it.

"It's done...it's done! Bai Yuan is done!"

"Ah."

Xu Basui floated to his side, watching his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes fell into the dust when he was a child, and his eyes that couldn't be opened tried to look up at the sun in the middle of the sky.

The field of vision was dimmed.

The flying kite returns to reality, and the child of the past has grown into this disgusting and dangerous appearance. The canine teeth circle here and draw a heart shape there, looking like a trash dog that people hate and hate.

fraud.

Don't you remember this clearly?

Xu Basui tightened his embrace, and when his fingers touched the frosty back, countless fine and rough wounds were nailed by spider threads, which could not be seen by anyone, only intimacy could be touched and formed.

Zhou Jin looked up at him, Xu Basui also stared at him, and then he leaned over to catch his rolling tears: "Uncomfortable?"

Xu Basui leaned over and tapped his lips lightly on his forehead: "Unlucky bastard."

What to do, the sun in the mid-heaven can't shine on you anymore.

Mozun's tears slid down Zhou Jin's face, making him shudder uncontrollably.

How could there be such endless fire in this world?

He cuddled close to the fire, eager to be burned, and it didn't matter if he burned.He probed into the depths of the fire, and the vigorous temperature dispelled the maggot-like ice.

He had the idea of ​​wanting to be burned to death, and a childish sob came from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Am I going to be burned to death?"

Zhou Jin blinked blankly, and the source of the sobbing scene instantly formed a world in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He saw a night similar to the meteorite rain he experienced on the desolate clothes that night, no, it was a night of natural disasters countless times more terrifying.

Zhou Jin had an epiphany - he had been here for too long, and the number of times accumulated too many times, Xu Basui's memories flooded into the sea of ​​consciousness and merged.

The Demon Realm palace in Xu Basui's memory seemed to be much more magnificent and majestic than it is now, but before Zhou Jin had time to look back, the Demon Realm Palace collapsed in the thundering meteorite.The sky-replenishing stone at the end of the sky must have been broken, and the fire rain and boulders smashed down in such a horrific way. Otherwise, it was the God of Creation who wanted to destroy all living things on this land, and then caused this devastating disaster.

"Protect the young master!"

Zhou Jin followed the sound and saw a group of black-robed demon cultivators surrounding a child. The enchantment of the demon world was smashed, and they were the new human shields.

"Where are father and mother?"

"Don't be afraid, my lord, they are repairing the barrier outside, and soon—"

Moxiu’s consolation hadn’t finished yet, the huge boulder from the sky wrapped in flames was falling towards them who could not retreat, Zhou Jin was forced by the flames to keep his eyes open, and the sad news and messages from afar rang in his ears. The screams were close at hand.

"The madam is dead!"

When Zhou Jin looked back again, a little fire man stumbled through his invisible soul, covered in fire, and ran towards the source of the bad news.One step landed and sprinkled ten fires on the body, the surrounding sky fire was like a torrential rain, and the sky rocks were like ten thousand arrows.

The palace of the demon world this night seems to be the desolate clothes of that night, hundreds of miles of corpses are everywhere, and one survivor runs away with all his strength.

It's just that no one fell from the sky and blocked any inch for him.

Little Huo Man couldn't run very far before he was hit and fell to the ground, weak choking came from the blood fire.

The field of vision suddenly turned again and again, and the little fire man grew up a little. He was in a white and cold cage, his body was bound by chains, and his expression was obedient: "Uncle, I feel that I can do it now..."

As soon as the words fell, the fire ignited spectacularly from his body, and ghosts and wolves howled from the fire.

When the fire stopped, the little fire man kept crying: "I, am I going to be burned to death sooner or later?"

"No. Uncle will find you a better chain."

The little fire man didn't believe it, sobbing uncontrollably: "Forget it... Uncle, can you hug me? I, I will control the fire, don't go, don't go."

But in the end, he was still alone in the cold ice, with his mouth crooked, howling indistinctly, from a cowardly crying leader to a domineering evil ghost robe master.

"My lord, do you need to stay to protect the Dharma?"

"No, wait at the door." The young Mozun turned around and waved his hands, "I'll call you if I need anything."

Zhou Jin suddenly opened his eyes and hugged Xu Basui.

"Fuck...I can't breathe anymore." The grown up Demon Venerable protested, "It's not over anymore, let go, I want to go down! Enough is enough, I'm going to Yi Sui, did you hear Zhou Baiyuan? Let go..."

"I don't." Zhou Jin replied tremblingly, "Not at all."

"You bastard—"

Xu Basui cursed, but in the end he didn't let go.

The cage was really shaking.

The author has something to say: Hairband: I'm gone

Cage: I'm gone

Conch: Hey, I'm still here

Ah Jin is so touching hahahaha (cover face)

There is one more at [-]:[-] p.m.

Come again at night and early morning

Hand: I'm still here

Liver: I'm still here

Brain: Hey, I'm here too