villain love rule

Dead of night……

A meteor pierced the night sky.

Fan Shengyi helped the semi-conscious Yao Ming back to the cottage in the countryside.Yaoming was injured all over his body and was still trembling.

As soon as Fan Sheng raised his hand and touched his forehead, it was extremely hot.He immediately tore off Yaoming's clothes, a ball of white light rose from his palm, ready to protect Yaoming's heart.

"Huh?" Before the Buddha Qi could enter, a soaring aura came out instead.

Before Fan Sheng could stop, he was blown away and hit his back against the wooden table, causing him to gasp in pain.

Yaoming suddenly opened his eyes, but the whites of his eyes were occupied by scarlet.

There was a strong wind outside the house, and the grievances gathered together, making the doors and windows rattle.

Yaoming held his forehead in pain, the pain of his head almost bursting was unbearable, and black sharp horns appeared faintly on both sides.

As soon as Fansheng hurried over to check, before he touched Yaoming, the person on the bed let out a roar.The two wooden windows were broken by the resentment outside the house and smashed straight into the house.

"What's going on!"

Fan Sheng flicked the Ding Haizhu away, and directly drove away the resentment that was about to rush towards them.He looked back, Yaoming sat up straight and quickly locked Fan Shengyi's neck.

"Uh……"

Yaoming's strength was great, and his nails didn't know when they would get longer, piercing Fansheng's flesh ached. He held Yaoming's wrist with both hands, and his voice was floating: "Yao... Ming..."

Yaoming seemed to understand but half understood, tilted his head, his bloody eyes reflected Fansheng's anxious expression.

Time passed slowly, Buddha Qi was slowly infused along the veins on Yaoming's arm.As soon as Fansheng felt the strength in Yaoming's hand weakened, he knew that he was not completely affected, so he took the opportunity and said, "Yaoming! Wake up!"

While the two were talking, there was commotion outside the house.

As soon as Fansheng was about to summon Nuwa Stone to go out to check, the strange noise had already come to the top of the two of them.

Yaoming didn't care about the falling tiles at all, and attacked the opposite person with bare hands.

Fansheng had no choice but to untie his belt, flung it forward, wrapped it around Yaoming's waist, and dragged him to his side.

Four monsters with red eyes jumped down, their forelimbs were longer than their hind limbs, black smoke was coming from their bodies, saliva dripped from their open mouths on the ground, and their throats made a gurgling sound.

Fan Sheng was startled, never expecting to be caught up.He summoned Dinghaizhu, but Yaoming suddenly struggled because of the Buddha energy.

The monsters sensed the movement of the two, and regardless of Ding Haizhu's power, they opened their mouths and rushed towards the two.

Ding Haizhu passed through their chests, and the sharp teeth stopped in front of Fan Shengyi's nose, then turned into a black mist and dissipated in the air.

Can't stay here for long.As soon as Fansheng thought about it, he turned his head to look at Yaoming beside him. Because of the action just now, he used the power of the colorful python to restrain Yaoming.

Yaoming's limbs were chained, and he still stared at Fan Shengyi with red eyes: "Why don't you save Yaoqing!"

Fan Sheng was stunned, "I..."

"Why did you leave me?" Yaoming scratched his hands, "And why did you trick me out of the devil world!"

The blood red in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his resentment turned into a monster again, breaking in from outside the house.

As soon as Fansheng restrained his mind, he turned to deal with the monster.And Yaoming's pressing questions kept coming to him.

In this deadly double attack, Fan Sheng looked at the monster flying towards him, stared blankly ahead, and muttered to himself: "Yes, if I hadn't left, the Buddhist world would not have been defeated..."

Whether the pain can be ended with the death of the body, he never thought that he would bring Yaoming to such a fate, if he can exchange Yaoming's relief with himself, then it doesn't matter.

"Senior brother."

The demon-subduing light pestle fell to the ground, and lotus flowers bloomed, and wherever the petals went, there were wailing.

Feng Fa stood with one hand in front of his chest, crossed his knees and floated on the rosette in mid-air, and looked at the person kneeling on the ground with pity.He looked up at the demonized Yaoming, and said expressionlessly, "This is a demon."

Fan Sheng's hands were trembling, and he propped himself on the ground, his forehead was sweating frequently: "Thank you...brother for helping me."

Fengfa continued: "You should know your identity."

"Junior Brother, I have never forgotten..." Fan Sheng raised his head, his eyes regained his composure, "If you have the opportunity, you must repay Senior Brother."

The light pestle rose from the ground, and the four pointed ends rushed towards Yaoming's direction.Feng Dharma said: "When disciples in the Buddhist world plan to repay, I only hope that you can save sentient beings."

Fan Shengyi said calmly: "I can't even save the people in front of me, how can I save all living beings."

Fengfa Buddha's eyes were lightly opened, as if he was looking at Fan Shengyi, and explained: "He has been swallowed by the magic element."

Fan Shengyi did not know when he moved to the front of the light pestle, and asked suspiciously: "Brother also knows the magic element?"

Fengfa knew that he was delaying time on purpose, but he didn't intend to expose it, so he nodded slightly: "Every demon has magic energy on his body, only the demon master has the purest magic energy."

"What's the use of that?" Fansheng asked.

Feng Dharma replied: "You can order monsters from all directions to absorb thousands of grievances and help the world's demon spirits become demons."

Fan Sheng frowned, the pure magic essence was so devilish, no wonder Yaoming couldn't resist this force.

The monsters outside the house kept hitting the enchantment set up by Fengfa, and there were crackling sounds on the light screen from time to time.

Fengfa closed his eyes again, and said in a deep voice: "As long as this pure magic element exists for a day, he will be the leader of the demon world."

Fansheng was enlightened: "So, Yaojue was able to find our location because of this magic element?" Fengfa didn't expect him to come to this conclusion, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

As soon as Fansheng turned around, he became ruthless and knocked out Yaoming who was covered in black air, and then used the nuwa stone as a restraint to bind Yaoming.

He led the people on their knees and said respectfully: "Senior brother, I am willing to go back to the Buddhist world with you."

Fengfa opened his eyes, looked at Fansheng's sincere appearance, and sighed softly.Immediately, the avatar was released, and the enchantment filled with Buddha Qi also disappeared at the same time.

The monster outside the house finally broke through the boundary and rushed in.As soon as Fansheng was no longer confused, he used all the Dinghai beads, broke through their siege, and returned to the Buddhist world with Yaoming.

On top of Senluo Demon Palace.

Yao Jue shook the glass full of blood wine, half leaning on the broken throne, he closed his eyes tightly, as if he was listening to some music, he kept shaking his body.

After a while of footsteps, the demon general who had been with him before and now became the new god of war in the demon world stepped forward and saluted, "Demon Lord, a human being called your friend has come to see you."

"Friend?" Yaojue opened his eyes and looked at the magic general playfully, "I thought I had killed all these people."

The demon general lowered his head and did not reply.

Yaojue laughed, drank the wine in the glass, and threw the glass out: "Call me in, let me see what my friend looks like."

In the early morning, dew fell on the treetops, and the peach petals perched on the branches couldn't bear to see it alone, so they fell into it and merged into the mud together.

As soon as Fan Sheng sat in the courtyard, his silver hair fell behind his head after he had been combed. His whole body was white, except for the eye-catching golden beads wrapped around his hands.

The Great War between Buddha and Demon has ended, and the disciples who participated in the battle have also begun to devote themselves to practice.

The Buddha boy named Wisdom lost his timidity and cuteness during this period of time, and has become a teenager.

Wisdom was holding the dinner plate with half a steamed bun in his mouth, and when he saw the figure of Fan Shengyi, he couldn't stop screaming.

As soon as Fan Sheng heard the sound, he raised his head from the book, took the things in his hand with a smile, and put them on the stone table.

Wisdom took off the steamed bun and sat opposite Fan Shengyi: "Yesterday I heard from some seniors that you are back, but I still don't believe it."

"Monks don't lie, why don't you believe it?" Fansheng said with a smile.

"After all, you... you... oops." Wisdom almost slipped his mouth, picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it back.

As soon as Fansheng knew what he wanted to say, he just smiled and didn't explain too much: "Let's eat."

The two finished their breakfast without a word, Zhizhi went to the pool to wash, and Fansheng continued to study the book in his hand.

Zhizhi secretly looked at Fansheng's bedroom with a closed door, and pouted: "What's so good about that demon?"

"wisdom."

Fan Shengyi called him suddenly, the boy was so frightened that he thought he had been heard speaking ill of the devil, slipped his feet, and sat down on his buttocks in the pool.

Unexpectedly, Fansheng ran over amusedly and anxiously, and fished him out.

Zhizhi angrily said aggrievedly, "What are you telling me to do!"

Fan Sheng couldn't stop laughing, just like he did when he was a child, he carried him into the house with both hands.

As soon as he entered the house, there was a wave of demonic energy rushing towards his face.Wisdom was so smoked that he buried his head in Fan Shengyi's arms, constantly smelling the refreshing smell on his body.

"It stinks." Wisdom said sullenly.

Fan Sheng's disappointment flashed across his eyes, he protected Zhizhi's head, grabbed a piece of clothing casually, and ran out.

Only when he was outside could Wisdom breathe freely. He took a strong breath and shook his body: "Ah!"

When there was no one in the courtyard, Fansheng asked Zhizhi to take off his wet clothes and put on clean ones.

Wisdom asked softly while putting on his shirt: "Sheng Yi, why did you let such a stinky demon live in your room? The whole room smells of blood."

Fan Sheng smiled, but did not answer.

A loud roar erupted in the room.

Wisdom didn't even put on his clothes, and threw himself into Fan Shengyi's arms.

Fansheng laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, he pulled away his wisdom, and teased: "Haven't you been on the battlefield? Why are you still scared?"

"Ahem..." Wisdom himself felt embarrassed, touched his nose, and excused himself, "Where are the monsters on the battlefield as terrible as the monster in the house! Some of them don't even have a smell, but the monster in the house That demon, in addition to having a bad smell, will also cause others to fall into a sense of sorrow."

Fan Sheng said together: "It is the power of the pure magic element."

Zhizhi's eyes widened, and his mouth opened into a round shape.He had heard from his senior brother that only the Demon Lord possesses the purest Demonic Yuan, and the Buddha Lord was possessed by the Demon Lord...

A mist rose from Wisdom's eyes, and he looked at Fan Shengyi puzzled, but the next second, he had no idea at all.

Because Fan Shengyi had an expression on his face that was more painful than himself.

It was a look of helplessness, longing, and sadness. After such modifications, his face was even more beautiful than when he was happy.

Wisdom stretched out his hands involuntarily, and touched Fan Shengyi's cheek. He didn't know what kind of sound he made, but he only knew that he wanted to say, "Don't cry, Sheng Yi."

As soon as Fansheng closed his eyes, the tears from his left eye fell to the ground, and he wrote a poem.

"If there is no fate in the previous life."

"seal up."

"what!"

Two screams of pain sounded from inside and outside the house at the same time, Zhizhi let go of his hands in fright, and sat on the ground, the clothes he just changed were covered with mud again.

There were two traces of blood and tears on Fan Shengyi's face, and the golden beads in his hand suddenly broke and flew everywhere.

With silver hair flying, he actually had a smile on his lips, and said to himself: "No one will find us."