The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

After seven days and seven nights of ups and downs in the high fever, Chu Yiyang's consciousness finally regained his sobriety this morning.

In the past seven days, he has been driven by instinct, tossing and turning between the ultimate happiness and pain in the world, half in heaven and half in hell.

When he opened his eyes, although his brain was returning to clarity with the cave scene in his eyes, this trace of clarity had not had time to completely break through the chaos in his mind.

Maintaining a half-lying posture on the ground, Chu Yiyang felt that the majestic and violent spiritual power that filled the meridians in the dantian disappeared, and the pain that the dantian and the meridians were about to burst disappeared.Relatively speaking, his body was sore, and his joints, waist, and thighs all felt sore as if they had been hit by a car and put together again.

The next moment comes back to touch.

What his face was stuck to was neither rough sand nor hard stone, but a warm and elastic body.

Nothing stands in the way between the two.

Chu Yiyang: "..."

Regardless of the pain everywhere in his body, he propped up his upper body, and he saw that he was lying on Beitang Hanye.

The memory came back, in the past seven days and seven nights, in that fiery flame, in that boundless sea intertwined with pain and bliss, the only person he could cling to was this person, and the only person he could spend with him was also this person.

Probably because he has no interest in seeing his son's erotic palace, Prison Shura has already left, and even the demonic energy left behind has faded away, only the three-finger-wide black cloth strip is still covering Beitang Hanye's eyes, It covered Kunlun Jianzi's god-like handsome face a bit, making it less difficult for people to stare at.

Chu Yiyang looked at Beitang's sleeping handsome face with complicated emotions for a moment.

The first time he had contact with the protagonist, it turned out to be such a deep entanglement. He thought about the blood contract mentioned by Prison Shura, and looked down at his dantian, where there was a clear mark of blood, entangled , like a flower born in the Demon Realm.

The blood contract is higher than all affiliation in the world.

This mark represents his obedience to the owner. Affected by the owner's mood swings, Beitang Hanye is trapped in the flames of passion, poison and desire. From the beginning to the end, he is completely controlled by instinct, so he can only follow Beitang. Abandon reason with him and become a wild beast manipulated by passion.

However, all subordination contracts in the world are hooligans regardless of the distance. Even the "Beauty's Grace", the first of the three most erotic poisons, must be kept within a certain distance to be effective. The same is true for the blood contract.

After thinking about this, Chu Yiyang stretched his brows. Anyway, after leaving the secret realm, you don’t know me, I don’t know you, and it’s impossible for the young master of Hehuan Sect and Beitang Sword Master to have any intersection, at most After he returned to the Hehuan Sect, he went into seclusion, and if he didn't meet him in the future, he wouldn't see him, so the blood contract would be considered as if he didn't have it.

As he thought about it, he looked down and came to the chest he had just rested on, and saw the wonderful traces on it in a blink of an eye.

"..."

Using his body as a melting pot, the heaven-level Kuilong's demon pill refined the majestic and pure water-type spiritual power, which passed to Beitang Hanye's body during the double cultivation, and repaired most of his injuries.

The deep bone-deep wound on his chest has healed now, under the bandages spread during the two people's double cultivation, the skin on his chest is smooth and smooth, as if he has never suffered such a wound.

However, Yao Dan repaired his damaged body and injured meridians, but did not repair the traces left by Chu Yiyang when he lost control.

Looking at those scratches and bite marks, one can fully imagine how fierce the battle was when he lost his mind and was completely controlled by instinct.

Chu Yiyang withdrew his gaze with a headache, thinking that fortunately Beitang hadn't recovered, otherwise it would be so embarrassing for the two of them to face each other.

He lowered his head to look at himself, seeing that his body was not much more exciting than that of Beitang, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and then he was about to get up and go to the sink in the cave to wash.

The past seven days is just a physical number. In fact, he is not sure how much time has passed at this time, but now that the poison of Beitang has been cured, and the inner alchemy of the heavenly monster that he swallowed alive is also gone. If there is another riot, it seems that it is time to leave.

Beitang Hanye hadn't woken up yet, but in order to prevent him from waking up suddenly when he was about to run away, Chu Yiyang still touched a few acupuncture points on the back of his neck to make him sleep more deeply, and then got up from him Get up.

In order to block the relationship between his son and Chu Yiyang who detoxified him, Prison Shura could be said to have exhausted everything.

In the past few days, because of the poison, Beitang Hanye has not regained consciousness. He was purely controlled by the drug and acted entirely on instinct. In addition, his vision and consciousness were sealed by prison Shura's magic, so he should not recognize him at all. The people he was with, even after he woke up, might not remember what happened during these seven days.

Although the Demon Emperor is domineering, he always keeps his word.

Chu Yiyang sat up on his knees, thinking: Since he had cured Beitang’s poison, survived, and wisely stayed away from now on, then the Demon Emperor, who loves his son like his life, would not kill his carbine and come back to fetch himself life.

However, his heartstrings were a little loose, but his body was hot and tense because of the movement of getting up, and he gritted his teeth to hold back a terrible sound.

After the strange feeling that swept over his whole body passed, he reached out and grabbed the blood-stained white clothes that were torn on the ground and put them on, but when he took a step the next moment, he felt something that shouldn't be there coming from his legs. The inside flowed down.

"..."

Although there is no relevant experience, people who have a certain amount of knowledge suddenly froze in place.

After looking at the pool in the distance and doing some mental construction, Chu Yiyang took another step towards the destination.

There was a staggering golden bell in the cave, and it stopped after ringing for a while, and then there was a sound of entering water.

On a sunny morning in the secret realm, the temperature was not high, and the water in the pool was still cold. Chu Yiyang shivered as soon as he got into the water.

The white clothes were laid on the stones by the pool. Where he left, another person was still asleep. The heavy black clothes covered his waist and abdomen, covering the scenery below.

After getting used to the water temperature, Chu Yiyang began to wash the marks on his body, because he wanted to go out from here, so he washed very seriously.

At this moment, he felt a little bit of approval for Prison Shura's choice of the cave, otherwise he would have nowhere to clean his messy body.

After all, ragged clothes can be worn out casually, but with a stomach full of other people's things, no matter how thick-skinned they are, they may not be able to walk.

Although the Swallowing Demon Pill almost killed him, it was a blessing in disguise, allowing him to recover a little bit of cultivation, and he was no longer as empty as before, with no spiritual power at all.

Chu Yiyang was submerged in the water, stretched out his right hand, and the blue-black small cauldron reappeared in the palm of his hand. During these seven days, the small cauldron had no sense of existence, and there was no change at the moment.

The water drops falling from the roof of the cave hit the surface of the pool, causing circles of ripples, and the small blue-black tripod slowly spun under Chu Yiyang's gaze.

He stared at the simple script script on Ding's body, thinking that the little spiritual power he had just recovered would not be able to activate this magic weapon of unknown origin, so he lost interest for a while.

The sound of water drops dripping into the pool from the top of the cave echoed in the empty cave. After putting away the small cauldron in his hand, Chu Yiyang felt hungry again.He was submerged in the water, thinking of the snake he roasted in the cave before he was captured by Prison Shura, and thinking that the snake meat he roasted with his heart should have been burned to charcoal in the fire in that cave, and a wave of pain arose in his heart. pity.

Counting it, this was the eighth day he hadn't eaten.

Previously, he didn't feel hunger in the dual cultivation, but now that he left that state, this physical defect with little cultivation left was exposed again.

He looked around in the pool.

Where there is water, there should be trees growing on the roof, and there should be insects and ants in the caves, and the vegetation in the caves should be able to bear fruit that can satisfy the hunger.

Sure enough, after searching around, Chu Yiyang saw a clump of small plants behind the rock in the northeast corner.

The low shrubs growing by the pool bear a lot of red fruits, which hang down to the ground, bending the branches, and reflected in the pool, like red agate beads scattered in the water.

Chu Yiyang left the edge of the pool and paddled towards that direction, but after swimming for a while, his whole body was shocked.

In his dantian, the Heavenly Demon Pill, which had settled down and remained still for some reason, revived again, spinning slowly as before, releasing majestic and violent demon power.

In the water, Chu Yiyang once again felt that force like a violent torrent rushing towards the newly repaired meridians again, which made him feel the pain of being about to explode as before.

He was immersed in the pool, and the tiny blood droplets seeping from the surface of his skin turned into faint blood threads and melted into the pool water.

If the demon core was allowed to continue to wreak havoc like this, he would simply die here.

There is only one way to survive.

With a crash, the person soaking in the pool stood up, grabbed the clothes on the rocks on the shore and rushed back to the center of the cave, leaving behind only two rows of wet footprints and a string of faint bells.

Rushing back to the center of the cave, Beitang Hanye still didn't wake up, but Chu Yiyang knelt down in front of him in a white dress that could not cover anything, trembling slightly from his shoulders to his back, and raised his hand to cover one cheek.

Under his palm, a strange blood-colored pattern has spread on that side of the face. Under his influence, the originally quiet people on the ground also became restless, their slender eyebrows frowned, and their lips were tightly pursed into a line.

Chu Yiyang put down his hands, hoping that Beitang Hanye would not regain consciousness in the middle of the journey this time, and said "offended" to him for the third time after the two met, and then fell on him.

In the cave that had been quiet for a while, the sound soon reappeared.

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