After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

In addition, just now when Qi Ling said that he was bad, Wu Nong did not take it lightly the first time, as if he wanted to prove to Qi Ling that he was very bad.He poked in the tip of his tongue mercilessly, and when he touched the man's soft tongue, he first hooked it slowly.

Qi Ling was shocked, and suddenly a numbness went through his whole body, subconsciously wanted to tell Wu Nong to stop, but found that his mouth was blocked, and all the words that came out of his mouth were humming.

He snorted a few times, feeling the other party's sudden ruthlessness, the tip of his tongue penetrated step by step, Qi Ling tasted the faint smell of blood from his lips.

Qi Ling gradually couldn't breathe, his face turned red from holding back, he just felt that the person opposite was too cruel.

He thought in his heart that if this continues, he will be one step ahead of Brother Yang.

He struggled up, his hands were held down, and he could only twist his body.With the wound on the arm split open.

Wu Nong noticed his movement, and opened his eyes slightly, exuding a faint dangerous aura. He saw Qi Ling's eyes were full of suffocated tears, and he reluctantly stirred them in his mouth for a moment. Finally let him go.

Once there was a gap, Qi Ling's legs were already so weak that he sat down, squatted in a corner and hugged himself into a ball, not looking at Wu Nong.

Wu Nong knelt down and wiped away his tears, and said hoarsely, "How is it?"

Qi Ling: "..."

He thought to himself: What is it?How can anyone ask the person who was kissed how he feels after kissing?

Wu Nong glanced at the blood reflected on the clothes on Qi Ling's left arm, and continued to ask heartlessly: "Answer, I'll save him after the answer."

Qi Ling was furious at the moment, thinking that he had been kissed enough, and he had to comment that this person was willing to save Brother Yang, he was even more angry at the moment, he glared at Wu Nong, and immediately turned his head away , and the words were a little heavy: "It's fierce! Poor!"

He bit his mouth and bled, and it still hurts now.

On the other hand, Wu Nong waited for a while, but he didn't expect to get such an evaluation, and his expression froze to the extent visible to the naked eye.

He is a Demon Lord, he is strong everywhere, but Qi Ling said that his skills are poor? !

Wu Nong's face turned pale immediately.

……impossible!

He blinked, and looked at the huddled man on the ground again.

Qi Ling squatted on the ground, he couldn't breathe and made his head dizzy just now, he hasn't fully recovered yet, he even got a little bit more courageous, seeing that Wu Nong hasn't moved yet, he thought to himself that he couldn't be fooled by him in vain. Taking advantage of it, thinking that he didn't hear, he urged: "What are you in a daze for? I, say, bad! Go and save Brother Yang."

Wu Nong: "..."

Now his mind is full of Qi Ling saying that his skills are poor, and he even wants to do it again to prove that he is not bad.

Qi Ling also saw why he was acting like a ghost, snorted in his heart, and said mockingly: Why bother to bring shame on yourself.

Bad is bad!

Seeing him staring straight at him, Qi Ling instinctively told him something was wrong, he moved aside, hugged himself tightly and said, "What are you looking at? Go!"

"Will never give you a second kiss!"

Wu Nong was stunned for a moment, his heart predicted how the blood had an effect at this juncture, and he guessed what he was thinking.

Seeing Qi Ling's appearance, he finally sighed and turned to rescue Yang Pingzhu.

Because Qi Ling showed too much resistance to the second time, Wu Nong even began to seriously doubt and reflect on himself after the anger was over.As he walked, he thought to himself: Did it cast a shadow on him?He reacted so strongly, is the deity really that bad?

Speaking of which, his spells were all taught by the high priest.

But the high priest never taught him this.

No, it seems to have been taught.

Wu Nong remembered that once Qi Ling tried to teach him patiently, but in the end the high priest was scared away by him, and the high priest never taught him again after that.

How did the high priest at that time be scared away...

Fan Ji was [-] years old when he first succeeded to the Demon Lord, which was the adult age of the Demon Race, but on the surface it looked about the same size as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child of the Human Race.

After becoming a demon king, sooner or later one of the problems he will face is accepting queens.At Fan Ji's age, a boy is always young and energetic, Qi Ling originally wanted to teach him what is love and what is human affairs after he has secured the position of Mozun.

But he didn't expect that Fan Ji, who had just grown up, would go in and out of that kind of romantic place without him behind his back.

Qi Ling went to the Kunwu Hall to look for Fan Ji, but he couldn't see anyone else. He heard from the guard at the gate that it was the friends of the Lord who came to look for him and went to the ghost market together.

The ghost market, as its name suggests, is a fair opened by ghosts.Because the sea of ​​blood in the demon world is connected to the land of death, some powerful ghosts there will come upstream to the demon world, but in this way, they lose the qualification for reincarnation, and a strand of soul with a broken body cannot break out of the enchantment of the demon world. Can only wander here.

Over time, Qi Ling's father, the former chief priest of the Mozu, ordered the opening of this market.

It is said that it was built after the market in the Human World.

He stipulated that these ghosts could settle down here, but they could not leave to other places of the Demon Race.

Qi Ling is afraid of ghosts, so he has never been here before.

As soon as he stepped in, Qi Ling never let go of his hand hidden in his sleeve. He suppressed the fear in his heart, closed his eyes, used his prescience, and judged the direction only by his hearing.

It was also the first time for Fan Ji to step into that kind of place, the high priest always treated him very strictly, Fan Ji got angry again yesterday, today when those friends came to look for him, they all told him all.

In the past, Qi Ling did not allow Fan Ji to make those friends, saying that they were of bad character and would bring him down, but because of this, Fan Ji had a big fight with Qi Ling and had a cold war for nearly a week.Homework is wasted, it is not an option to continue like this, in the end Qi Ling had to give in first and allow him to make those friends.

At this time, Fan Ji who came to Hualou took a step forward in his disgust towards the high priest.Ghost City Flower House, such a gorgeous place, the high priest never brought him here before.

There are two types of ghosts, one is intangible soul state, and the other is tangible, just in the shape of bones, and some even look no different from ordinary humans except for their pale skin.

"My lord, there are so many girls, which one do you like?" Hualou's ghost mother wore a white mask, on which a woman's eyes, nose, and mouth were painted to protect her face.But no matter how realistic the painting is, it is still a lifeless and dead thing.

Fan Ji looked at the dancing ghost girls, but didn't answer, but turned to look at the few friends beside him, and hummed, "What do you mean?"

As soon as this remark came out, the demon friend he asked was just stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Fan Ji frowned slightly.

The demon immediately stopped laughing. He took the wine handed over by the ghost girl very skillfully, hugged her, made her sit on his lap, and said with a smile: "Young master, you don't understand such things. Bar?"

Fan Ji choked, then turned his head to look at those ghost girls who were dancing, all of them were dressed with bare shoulders and legs, if the high priest sees them, he will be punished again.

No, why did he miss the high priest again?

Fan Ji shook his head, his expression darkened, and he forced himself to throw this person out of his mind.

"He really didn't teach you this at all." Seeing his reaction, the demon realized that he really didn't understand, took out a bag of money circulating in the ghost market and put it on the table, and said to the ghost mother: " I want your oiran."

Seeing that Qian's eyes were wide open, the ghost mother immediately responded and called the oiran over.

Not a moment later, Fan Ji saw Hua Kui coming down the stairs from a distance, and as soon as she appeared, everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on her.

The oiran covered her face with a veil, only revealing a pair of captivating eyes, more enchanting and attractive than other ghost girls.

The demon also stared straight at his eyes, and said with a smile, "My lord, you always like this!"

Fan Ji didn't reply to him, but kept looking into Hua Kui's eyes, until Hua Kui sat down at the side and poured him a glass of wine, before Fan Ji came back to his senses.

He took the glass and watched his face reflected in the swaying water.

Hua Kui leaned towards him suddenly, Fan Ji almost subconsciously leaned back, it seemed that he didn't want to get close to her.

This action caused Hua Kui to feel ashamed, she was taken aback for a moment, but soon smiled again, she slowly took off her veil, picked up the jug and went to pour wine for Fan Ji.

"Young master, drink quickly. After drinking... let's go upstairs to play..." After finishing speaking, she directly raised her body, pointed the mouth of the flagon, and drank the wine enchantingly.

Fan Ji still didn't drink that glass of wine, he watched Hua Kui's actions, for some reason, Qi Ling came to his mind.

He thought to himself: This oiran is not as good as the high priest.

Specifically, what is not as good as it is, he thought a lot, maybe it is the appearance, maybe it is the brain, maybe it is the smell of the body.

But he didn't expect that it was the weight in his heart.

Hua Kui finished drinking, saw that Fan Ji still didn't move, gently took the wine glass from his hand, and said to him: "Since you don't drink, it might be less fun... However, if you don't want to drink, you can drink it." It's okay, Yue'er is here, it must make you refreshed..."

Fan Ji was thinking about Qi Ling, and raised his head when Hua Kui told him to go upstairs, but this time it was a little different.

The moment he saw Hua Kui's eyes, something seemed to flicker in front of his eyes.

Incense is everywhere in the flower building, surrounded by thin white threads, which makes people feel disturbed physically and mentally.

With just one glance, Fan Ji recognized the oiran as someone else, he stood up stiffly, and followed the oiran.

As if the oiran had succeeded, she smiled slightly where no one saw her, and went upstairs with Fan Ji on her arm.

"Young master, have fun!" The remaining demons each found a ghost girl to have fun below.

Some people even said casually: "You went up before bedtime, how long have you been holding back, my lord?"

"What are you afraid of, there is no day in the ghost market, it's the same at any time."

"Hey, who told that lord to force the young master to do homework every day, and he never let him touch such things."

"That lord himself is rigid, and in the past 100 years, he has suffered a lot... Uh-!"

Everyone was listening to the music, but suddenly there was no more text, replaced by a wailing and warm blood before they could utter a sound.

Just now, an arrow was stuck in the demon's neck, and the arrow sealed his throat, and he lost his breath.The head was already tilted, and the blood was still splashing, splashing all over the faces of the remaining people's clothes.

Seeing this scene, someone first shouted: "Kill the ghost!!"

There was a sudden chaos in the flower building, they fled around and wanted to run out, but they didn't dare to approach the man at the door because of the hostility around him, so they could only try their best to back away.

The few demons who brought Fan Ji out saw the dark red spirit arrow on their friend's neck, and immediately understood everything.

I also know that they are either dead or disabled today.

"...Who allowed you to bring him here?!" Qi Ling hooked the spirit arrow with his slightly trembling hand, aiming at those people.He tried his best not to look at the house full of ghosts, but his eyes gradually sank.