Lord is the devil

He took a fancy to a few herbs, not to mention the efficacy of the herbs, whether they are herbs for calming the mind, since there are not many herbs in the Xiaoqiankun ring, he should prepare a few more.

Liu Wanjun walked up to a bamboo. The bamboo was covered in green and gave off a faint green light. He leaned forward and smelled it, and found that it also had the effect of calming the nerves, so he took it down.

"I want this too, go ask the other party what price it is?" He turned to the shopkeeper and said.

The shopkeeper nodded and bowed, he already knew who Liu Wanjun was, and when he thought of the fox king of the fox tribe who had been making a fuss these days, he immediately understood that the person in front of him was the fox king.

"Oh, by the way, do you have any other herbal medicines for calming the nerves and nourishing qi, and pills are also fine." The reason why the monsters use medicines is because few monsters can make alchemy, and the human race uses pills because they can make alchemy. "If there is anything, I want it."

Liu Wanjun, who is rich and powerful, took it all in one bite.

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper, Xiao's fox family, is rich. Just during this period of time, he spent a lot of spirit stones in entering the Treasure Sect, and his actions were generous. It was as if he had met a gold master. In Liu Wanjun's tone, Hearing this, he was stupefied who didn't understand anything, but he was not caught by the shopkeeper, and his smiling face wrinkled.

While secretly notifying the Fox Clan, he wanted to earn the bounty from the Wanjinbang.

Liu Wanjun saw his plan, so he didn't stay too long, bought the two items, and didn't listen to the shopkeeper's persuasion, picked up the herbs and left, he planned to leave before Nanfeng and others came.

Before leaving, he heard Nanfeng rushing over, with a worried expression on his face, "Where are you?"

He lowered the brim of his hat, walked faster, staggered his figure from Nan Feng, and walked through the back door.

He walked quickly and quickly, and with the brim of his hat pulled down, he accidentally bumped into someone.The man was dressed in red like fire, with a bewitching face.

"Brother, are you okay!" He asked.

"I'm fine." Liu Wanjun lowered his head as low as possible. He frantically picked up the medicine bag that fell on the ground, and tied up the outer red thread again. Because the red thread was scattered, the medicine bag also fell to the ground. It was the shopkeeper. In addition to Tianshan Snow Lotus, there are some other medicines for him.

"Let me pick it up for you!" Another voice sounded, that voice was very familiar, and Liu Wanjun listened to it every day.

A pair of exquisite shoe uppers came into view, the surface was embroidered with gold thread, and there was a word 'expensive' left by a celebrity in the corner.It is the work of Guirenfang. This kind of shoes embroidered by beauties is extremely precious. It sets off the extraordinary family background of the owner.

Liu Wanjun was stunned for a moment, although he didn't look up, he knew who this person was, every bit of him was very familiar.

For some reason, he suddenly felt moisture in his eyes.A sour feeling came to the tip of his nose, and without thinking, he pushed away the setting sun who was dressed in white and snow, turned and fled in a hurry, even throwing the valuable herbs he just bought there.

"Hey, your stuff."

Someone called him from behind, but he ignored it, quickly squeezed into the crowd and fled the scene.

He didn't want anyone to see his distressed appearance, so he headed all the way to a place where there were few people, and quickly ran thousands of miles away from Fangshi.

The surrounding scenery became more and more desolate. In the deserted woods, only the roar of wild beasts could be heard. The crow stood on the branch, looking at him coldly. If ordinary people saw this appearance, they would be at a loss for what to do.

But Liu Wanjun was not an ordinary person, he supported a tree to prop himself up, his body was full of devilish energy, and his face was ferocious. "Get the hell out of here."

After a sharp roar, the surroundings fell silent, the beast shut its mouth, and fled here at top speed, the crow flew into the sky in fright, and even the gnats in the ground shrank back cautiously, reducing their sense of presence.

Unknowingly, he has become so powerful, it is no exaggeration to say that there are few opponents in the world, but he has a weakness, that is, he cannot hear anything about the setting sun, nor can he see the things about the setting sun and others. Until he can't control his emotions, the evil thoughts in his heart are flying.

"Kill him, and you will no longer have a weakness."

"No, I don't want to."

There seemed to be two voices constantly arguing in his mind, one was his true heart and the other was his evil thoughts.

"If you don't kill him, how can you become a god?"

"I just need to take more medicine to soothe the nerves and nourish the soul."

"You're deceiving yourself and others again. You don't feel bad because of him. Kill him, or trap him. You choose."

"I...I choose to trap him." Liu Wanjun raised his head abruptly, his eyes flashed red. After all, it was evil thoughts that gained the upper hand. Every time the two voices quarreled, it was the evil thoughts that temporarily took the lead, and they would eventually be defeated by him. Pressed in the corner.

"But...he will be unhappy." He lowered his head again and said disappointedly, "I don't want to make him sad. If he is sad, I will be sad."

"Ah——the head hurts!" Because of his resistance, the demonic energy was attacking his mind crazily, trying to occupy his body. Dig out his brain alive.

"It hurts." He didn't know how to relieve the pain. At that moment, he just wanted to die. In fact, as long as he gave up the magic sword, the pain would not be so painful, but no, he would rather die than put down the magic sword.

Bang, bang, he hit the tree one after another, trying to relieve the pain. Blood appeared on his forehead soon, and it healed again after a while, and healed and saw blood again, over and over again.

"I don't want to kill people, I don't want to kill people, especially..." Before he could finish speaking, he fell down and fell straight on the ground covered with leaves.The magic energy poured into the ground along his body, and the flowers, plants, insects and ants within a hundred meters died instantly. "master."

He stretched out his hand, looking at the back of his hand that was getting thinner and more transparent, and turned it over. There were also blue and red blood vessels in the palm of his hand, which looked fragile and seemed to be broken if poked.

But who would know that the energy running in these hands is enough to cover the sky with one hand in this declining world.

"Even if I'm invincible, I can't win anyone's heart."

"Liu Wanjun, you have failed too much in life."

"You thought you got the whole world, but in fact, you got nothing except power."

"No kinship, no friendship, no love."

"The old man with the white beard said that people came to this world to feel the ups and downs, the warmth and warmth of the world. If you don't even know the ways of the world and the ups and downs of love, then you will come to the world for nothing."

"Sage Lord Yin Yang said, I originally planned not to come back, to be the Holy Lord of my Fox Clan with peace of mind, and collect your corpse if I have the chance, but I can't bear it.

I tried my best, it was a conspiracy and a trick, just to make you fall in love with me, so I plan to fight one last time, even if I gamble my life, I have to hear you say that you love me for the last time, and you will never change until death . "

"Magic Sword Wucai said, you are always entangled in worldly affairs. Today you are called away by the elders, and tomorrow you are called away by the head teacher. There are also a group of brothers and sisters around you on weekdays. Unknowingly, I spend more and more time with you. shorter.

I look forward to you coming to me every day, from dawn to dusk, finally waiting for you to come, but you try your best to let me go, is it because I am not a woman, so you don't like me?

Don't hate me, okay, I'm most afraid that you hate me, I don't need relatives, I don't want friends, but I can't live without you. "

"Human Liu Wanjun said, I don't want to be me, I can't help you anything, I want to be me in your heart, if you want me to be a hero, then I will disguise myself and become the hero in your heart.

Hold up a piece of sky for you, I will not fall, the sky will not fall,

I worked so hard, but in the end I couldn't be the dragon in your heart. I'm just a worm, stinking and rotting, hiding in the cold swamp. "

Love is cruel, and perfect love is a game of chasing after me, which cannot be played alone.

It was a game between two people, and it could last for a long time only if both of them were willing.

Liu Wanjun's love is like singing a one-man show, he sings better and better, many audiences agree with him, but what's the use of it, in his eyes, even if the whole world recognizes him, no one agrees that he came .

Sometimes, it is easy to give up when you keep giving without getting anything back. Even so, Liu Wanjun persisted alone for so long, but at this moment, he really wanted to give up.

I really want to...

He fell asleep in a daze, unknowingly, silently, without even knowing it, as if he had died.

It wasn't until a drop of cool rainwater hit his forehead that he suddenly woke up, the surroundings were barren, the leaves under him were wet, and the bean-sized rainwater fell one by one, becoming more and more urgent and faster.

He got up silently, and went back to the way he came from. The rain hit his body and quickly drenched him. He didn't use any real energy, he just used his body to resist.

A gust of cold wind was blowing, and he hugged his arms tightly, trying to find a trace of heat.

Staggering, stumbling, he didn't know where he was going or where he could go?Just keep walking, keep walking...

Thousands of miles away, he walked from night to day, and from day to night, until one day, he came to the bustling market.

Because of a fall, or being hung by a thousand-year-old tree passing by, it is already in tatters, and it no longer has the beauty of the past.

Although the clothes are expensive and warm in winter and cool in summer, they have no attack power at all. Even if they have a little defense power, it is futile to face the thousand-year-old tree.He didn't use his real energy to resist, like a mortal, he forgot that he was a cultivator, except that he didn't need to eat, no matter what he did, he used mortal methods, so he looked embarrassed at this time.

Her black hair was scattered, the skirt was opened, and the fox fur cloak fell into an unknown corner. Every time she took a step, the hem of the clothes opened between her legs revealed a bit of skin, and her slender thighs were looming.

This was specially cut by him to seduce the setting sun. The sage of Yin Yang said that the faintly visible is the most fascinating.

He did as he did, but instead of seducing the setting sun, it caused trouble for him at this time.

"Hey, are you homeless?" In the dead of night, the shops on the road were almost closed, only a few dim lights were left, and Liu Wanjun followed a stray cat into the alley with bare feet.

He lost his beautiful and comfortable boots while he was taking a shower, and he didn't know where it went with the water?

Along the way, he was barefoot halfway, and the soles of his feet were covered with mud.

The night cat finally stopped and was driven to a corner by him, looking at him pitifully, its eyes glowed light green in the night, like a fox, "Meow~"

Liu Wanjun squatted down, gently picked it up, stuffed it into his still warm arms, and even bent down to protect it from the wind and rain.

"Are you lost?" the kind-hearted man on the side of the road asked him, "Would you like to stay at my place for one night first, and leave tomorrow."

Liu Wanjun stood under the dim lantern and looked back at him. He didn't speak or move, just looked at him straight.

For a moment, the man felt a little flustered, it seemed to be eyes that saw through his heart, but it disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by innocence and innocence.

"It's raining, come in and hide first." An oil umbrella was propped up, and the man walked into the rain, holding the umbrella above his head.

Drops of rain fell along the edge of the umbrella, Liu Wanjun watched in a daze, and suddenly let go of his hands, the wild cat was caught off guard, screamed, jumped down lightly, and walked to a corner to hide from the rain.

He seemed to no longer pay attention to the wild cats, but looked at the umbrella ribs curiously, poking the umbrella ribs with his slender fingers for a while, touching the umbrella surface for a while, without answering or making a sound.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." The man waved his hand in front of his eyes, but he continued to play with his umbrella bone as if he didn't respond.

"It turned out to be a fool." The man heaved a sigh of relief, and turned back to wait for his brothers in the room to wink their eyes.

The few of them were betting on plugs, but just now a younger brother suddenly pulled his clothes and told him that there was a girl there, and pointed at him and said, "As long as you look gentle, you go."

He probed softly, and when he got closer, he found out that she was a beauty. Except for some naturally beautiful people in the cultivation world, only those with higher cultivation and more outstanding appearance can have such an appearance, but those are all too far away from him. So far, he has never seen it before, so Liu Wanjun is the most beautiful person he has ever seen in his life.

Beauty, regardless of gender, regardless of cultivation level.

It's just that those beauties are arrogant and arrogant on weekdays, and with his cultivation base in the foundation period, it's harder to meet them than to ascend to the sky.

Now that it's hard to meet a person who is so outstanding in appearance, temperament, and posture, he naturally cares.

It would be a lie to say that he was unhappy, but he could still maintain a serious face on the surface.

He propped most of the umbrella on the beauty, even if half of his body was wet, he seemed willing.

Although the monk can prop up the shield to protect himself from the rain, but this is not more sincere.

"The road is slippery, let me hug you!" He stuffed the umbrella into Liu Wanjun's hand, and Liu Wanjun stared blankly. Suddenly, his hand that held the umbrella fell limply, and the umbrella fell from his palm. It fell down, hit the ground, and was soon soaked by rainwater from the inside, and puddles appeared on half of the umbrella area.

"It's okay, if you drop it, you don't want it." Chi Hao said to him gently, gently picked him up, and walked quickly into the house.

The two people in the room quickly put away the dice, not to mention hiding, but also tidy up their appearance.

The two of them made way for Chi Hao to come in. As soon as Chi Hao came in, he closed the door and plugged it in with a latch.

Liu Wanjun watched curiously. He was hugged on the bed, with his head tilted and his feet thrown away.

"It's so warm." Chi Hao felt a little embarrassed, but it was actually to prevent the beauty from escaping.

"Tianhe, go and boil some hot water and wash his feet to keep him warm."

"Enen." Tianhe is tall and thin, standing up like a stick, he ran to the kitchen skillfully, boiled some hot water, washed his feet first, and took a bath later.

Chi Hao squatted down himself, rolled up his sleeves, held his wobbly feet into the water, and gently massaged the soles of his feet, "Is it comfortable?"

He could see that these feet must have gone through thousands of mountains and rivers to come to Fangshi, because they were full of scratches and scratches.

It probably hasn't been treated with real essence, so it looks terrible, but it can still be seen that it was once slender and fair.

Because he didn't believe that he was a high-level monk who became beautiful because of his cultivation, Chi Hao believed that he was born with beauty, and even his feet could grow so beautifully.

But he didn't know that when his cultivation base reached the Nascent Soul Stage or above, he could change his bone shape at will, and advanced exercises could even change his appearance.These are too far away for him, so it is reasonable for him not to know.

Liu Wanjun practiced both yin and yang techniques and sword techniques, which were all advanced techniques, which not only changed his appearance, but also greatly changed his temperament.

He tilted his head, propped his hands on the side of the bed, his wet hair slid down his shoulders, his beauty was indescribable.

Suddenly, he lifted his foot that had been repaired by Chi Haozhenyuan. It was clean and flawless, and the blue blood vessels were very obvious under the fair to almost transparent skin.

Bang, he kicked the barrel over and stopped after rolling a few times. The water in it spilled all over the floor, and part of it splashed on Chi Hao who hadn't reacted yet.

He was close, and he was in a squatting position, but Liu Wanjun was so fast that he lifted his foot and kicked the barrel in an instant. Even so, Chi Hao only thought it was an accident.

"It's so naughty." He looked helplessly at the half-wet clothes, "Don't you want to wash it? Then let's do something interesting!"

Liu Wanjun still looked at him with his head tilted, and suddenly stretched out his two feet that were still dripping, and inserted them into Chi Hao's chest.

The steaming feet were twitching in his chest, extremely naughty, he grabbed them, "You are not small, dare to provoke me."

He threw those feet together with his body on the bed, and then bullied himself onto it. Liu Wanjun didn't hide or resist, but turned his head when he was about to kiss his lips.

Chi Hao didn't force it, he called the two brothers to come together, one hugged Liu Wanjun's body, the other took off his clothes, and touched his body indiscriminately.

Chi Hao took off his outer shirt, he was naked, and a large area of ​​skin was exposed, including his unobstructed thighs.

Chi Hao breathed heavily, his throat was extremely dry, he opened Liu Wanjun's two thighs, carried them on his shoulders, and was about to make a move when Liu Wanjun suddenly stretched out his slender hands and stayed in the air, as if wanting to touch him .

Chi Hao took the initiative to lean his face to let his cold hand touch it. The hand touched his face and then scratched his neck. His cold thumb pressed on his blood vessel, and Chi Hao's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, Liu Wanjun stretched out his other hand, and with both hands, pinched his neck fiercely. Chi Hao didn't respond at all for a while, and he was terrified.

Liu Wanjun moved too fast, not only did he not react, even his two companions did not react, and even if he did, so what? It won't be long before he can become a god.

If such people want them to die, no one can stop them. Chi Hao had difficulty breathing. For the first time, he looked at Liu Wanjun seriously. Liu Wanjun's eyes were crazy and paranoid, and his voice was cold and gloomy, "I have lived so long, and no one has ever dared to treat me like this. Do you think you deserve to die?"

Chi Hao couldn't speak, he couldn't even make a movement, his eyes rolled straight away, when the two companions behind him saw it, they quickly took out their weapons, a vase and a big seal, and threw them on him.

Bang, the exquisite vase shattered, and the terrifying seal was also torn apart. Liu Wanjun turned his head and looked at them grimly, "I'm angry."

The magic sword flashed, without even screaming, three corpses fell down, blood flowed all over the ground, Liu Wanjun stood there, thick blood flowed in, staining his fair feet red, the contrast between red and white Very obvious.

He lifted his feet and walked out step by step. Every step he took would leave footprints on the ground, which were blood-red traces.

He thought of the one-man show again, with the moon shining brightly. He hugged his shoulders, his long hair covered half of his face, and began to hum the rhythm of the one-man show softly.

The voice was clear and pleasant, very magnetic, but at this moment, it was indescribably weird.

Treasure Qizong, grand elder Nangong Wuji died of illness suddenly, the reason is unknown, and there are no witnesses. When setting sun went to see him, he suddenly found that Nangong Wuji was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, and black and red blood flowed from his nose.

The timing was just right, it just so happened that the setting sun received a message from Nangong Wuji, came from Fangshi, and just stepped into Nangong Wuji's cave, at that time he vaguely felt a cool aura coming, and someone Quickly block the entrance.

Nangong Wudi rushed over with his people and happened to block the way of setting sun. Setting Yang knew that this was a frame-up, but he couldn't figure out who was going to kill him?

When he saw Liang You in the crowd, he immediately understood that Liang You and Liu Wanjun were hostile. At that time, he intervened in it to uphold justice for Liu Wanjun, and even supported him all the way. Now Liang You has no chance to do anything.

Even if it was done, Liangyou's luck was not enough to even deliver food to Liu Wanjun.

That is to say, since he intervened, Liang You has always regarded him as an enemy, because the two have similar family backgrounds, and neither can do anything to the other, so Liang You dare not blatantly frame him.

But this time it was different. He brought back three body trainers who were equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, and his status suddenly rose to the level of the Supreme Elder. It is still a bit tyrannical, reconnecting broken limbs, and rebirth from a drop of blood are all possible in the later stages.

Setting Yang has some headaches.

"Nie Zhan, my master has protected you in every possible way, but you actually harmed him." Nangong Wudi rushed over aggressively, "If it wasn't for the law enforcement Elder Liang who happened to see the master's old soul lamp go out, he would report to me in time, otherwise he would have to kill him." I was escaped by you, a wolf-hearted thing."

The so-called Elder Liang is Liang You. He looked at the setting sun with a sneer, "I have already said that there is something wrong with this kid. The video of him and Baxia came that day, and he clearly used magic skills. The grand master of my Treasure Equipment Sect People with a discerning eye can clearly understand the Dao skills used by the superior elder, but the supreme elder protects him and keeps silent, otherwise this fellow would have died." He hated the setting sun for a long time, because the setting sun had a better life than him.

"I'm afraid the Patriarch, the old man, didn't expect that this fellow would be so eager to kill people and consume the strength of my Treasure Weapon Sect.

He must be a spy sent by the Demon Realm, the evidence is solid, and he must be arrested soon. "

Nangong Wudi's eyes were full of disappointment, he reluctantly raised his head to look at the setting sun, "What else do you have to say."

"I didn't kill it." Although this sentence was useless, it at least proved the setting sun's attitude.

"Then what evidence do you have to prove your innocence, and the magic power you used that day?"

The setting sun remained calm, "No."

"Then there's nothing to say, and you'll be captured quickly." Nangong Wudi shouted loudly, using his aura to overwhelm him.

Before he could make a move, Liang You couldn't wait any longer. He quickly commanded the three Nanhuang people following him, signaling them to surround the setting sun.

The three Nanhuang people were a little bit reluctant, but they did it after all. They could feel the powerful power contained in the setting sun's body. I'm afraid it was no worse than Liu Wanjun, but they were all warlike people. The reason why they gave up that day was because Liu Wanjun revealed the magic sword breath.

But the setting sun doesn't have such evil power and terrifying demon energy.

The setting sun doesn't fight with them either, if he wants to escape, no one present can stop him, so he doesn't feel oppressed at all, so naturally he won't be nervous.

He is used to being alone, and he is lazy to kill people who don't need to be killed, and simply avoids his edge.

Just as he was about to retreat, Qiao Jiaoniang's voice suddenly came.

"My son, tell me that you are not a traitor or a devil." Not only him, but even Li Siming rushed over.

The setting sun was silent. If it was the past, he would say no without hesitation, and then continue to pretend, but Qiao Jiaoniang really treated him very well, and he couldn't deceive such a mother.

"It doesn't matter, my son is still my son even if he is the devil, I still recognize you." Qiao Jiaoniang looked at him from a distance with tears in her eyes, "Let me hug you again, please?"

The setting sun was even more silent, he stood still, neither agreed nor refused.

Qiao Jiaoniang stretched out her hands and walked towards him slowly. During this process, no one disturbed her. They probably thought it was the last farewell between the mother and son.

Qiao Jiaoniang's petite body hugged him, and then let go. She felt uncomfortable and her face became haggard, but she still gave him a strong look, which seemed to be full of meaning.

Unprepared, Qiao Jiaoniang suddenly pushed him away, and with a flash of golden light in her hand, she stuck to his body, "Go quickly, your father and I will resist for a while."

The setting sun was in a trance for a while, Qiao Jiaoniang's post was a ten thousand li teleportation talisman, which teleports ten thousand miles in an instant.

A light flashed on his body in an instant, and a transparent shield appeared, with thousands of runes on it, extremely cumbersome, such a precious escaped treasure, Qiao Jiaoniang just used it for him casually.

Setting Yang looked back at her suspiciously, the light was getting brighter and brighter, making him unable to see the figure clearly, the last sight was Qiao Jiaoniang struggling to resist, Li Siming sighed helplessly, and finally went crazy with her.

"My son, you just have to remember that even if you become a devil, you are still our son." Qiao Jiaoniang gradually lost to the team of more than a dozen elders, showing her flaws, she turned her head and smiled, and that smile was in Can Yang's heart impress.