Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

It is not an easy thing to cut off all the inheritance systems of the demon world from both the secular world and the cultivating world.

Those who become demons are the greatest evils in the world. The monks only know that demon cultivators are angry with others, and even the heavens don't give them the chance to become immortals. They can only dissipate with the thunder in the final tribulation.

Then mortals know even less. They look forward to the monks flying to the sky and escaping from the earth. In their eyes, they are omnipotent immortals.And Moxiu has become a heinous monster in oral tradition. Ordinary people don't know the truth, so they stripped him from the human race.

There is no difference between a demon without a new molt, compared to the demon world that has been closed for thousands of years.

There is still no light here, and their lives are still hanging by a thread.

The madness derived from the despair in the riots has never dissipated.

I don't know which demon's roar made the demon world assembly quiet just now, they stopped the movements of their hands as if fascinated, and their minds suddenly began to imagine.

The deeper the thought, the more intense the weird and crazy excitement, and several pairs of blood eyes dimly lit up, adding an unusually weird atmosphere to this dim environment.

After taking that unbelievably good-looking little fairy into the demon world to be a demon, just thinking about it made them tremble uncontrollably. After the excitement that made them addicted faded, a new problem appeared—then Who is the devil?

There was another silence under the silence. They glanced at each other and laughed in disgust.

After a few breaths, the scene exploded instantly. The palace that was barely built a few days ago was demolished by all kinds of violent forces. The broken bricks flew high and smashed on the little devil outside the palace on the head.

The little demon looked at the chaos in front of him without tears. Demon masters and ancestors, it is hard to find materials that can barely support a palace in the demon world. He has only been free for a few days!

None of them are good people, and they will attack if they don't like it. The demons are bloodthirsty, and they have a violent temper and don't know what restraint is.

If you have the ability, suppress the demon's natural recovery ability and send them to hell, otherwise don't talk about reconciliation, just take action!

They don't know how to read and write the word fear for a long time, and the stimulation of scalp numbness between life and death has become the only thing they pursue.

"Gusun, let go of the foot that is stepping on your grandpa's head!!!"

"Which shameless guy tore the skin of my slave, get out of here!!!"

"Son of a dog, you, motherfucker and cunt!!!"

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The cracking sound of bones breaking, the thick blood splashing out instantly when the flesh was cut, and the sound of the devil's breath stagnating for a few breaths and then jumping up and yelling furiously, all the ugliness and madness that the outside world can't imagine.

"—Stop it all!"

An old and cold voice sounded out of thin air, and the cane hit the ground with the center of the touch point as the center of the earthquake, the terrifying magic pressure immediately controlled the field, and the demon instinct, which had already become red-eyed and confused, calmed down for a moment.

The most fun in the arena, and the most terrifying power fluctuations in the moves should be looked up. Those two masters were also the main output of tearing down the palace, and they were also the two who tore down the roof of the palace.

Youqiu withdrew his hand in a still unfinished manner, and the evil and astonishing face became clear after the twisted fighting spirit faded away. He glanced at Luo Zhi opposite him with a half-smile, and wiped the bone-deep wound at the corner of his eye.

"Wait for me!"

Luo Zhi stretched lazily, yawned and shook his head, "It's boring, it's boring, it's really boring for this old man to appear, let's get rid of him next time."

His blood-red eyes looked at the old man below, with a loose smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold and devoid of fluctuations that a human should have, more bloodthirsty than a beast.

You Qiu held the back of his head with both hands, and it was rare for him to express a consensus.

It's a pity that the old guy's age is not known by the devil, otherwise he can barely calculate his cultivation base.

The old devil's face is old, and the layers of folds on the old skin are very scary, but in the devil world, no devil pays attention to it. Most of them glance at it irritably and bored, and secretly curse that the old guy is meddling in his own business.

The old demon calmly looked at the flying or standing demons. Compared with other demons, he had an incompatible temperament. It was hard to say, but it made them extremely disgusted. Every time he confronted him, his killing intent and fighting intent surged up.

The old demon Xu is also aware of this, and rarely shows up in front of the demons. This is the first time he has appeared at the Demon World Conference.

The Demon World Conference gathers demon master-level demons to open every 500 years, but the demon world is difficult to understand at night, and it is difficult for them to tell the time, so they can only mark it with the aurora that has passed by in 500 years.

Every time an incompatible, faint and misty light appeared in the dark sky, they felt a little bit of bewilderment in their manic minds.

Another 500 years passed.

The light and color only appeared for a few moments, but it made the demon world rare and quiet for a long time.

The low light that is not worth mentioning in the outside world, when walking by at night, you will even dislike the light color that is not bright enough and goes out, but when it is placed in the demon world, it has a pretty good name.

They call it Aurora.

The old devil breathed out a long breath, and his voice was hoarse: "The seeds that were so hard to leave all those years ago finally appeared. Don't you want to go out?"

He didn't quite understand why they paid more attention to a fairy than the exit that was right in front of them, even to the point of ignoring the exit.

They are not human beings who have shed their body and turned into demons. It is just a habit to maintain their human body. Compared with their human appearance, their real appearance can only be called a monster.

Hearing these words, Luo Zhi laughed strangely, there were slits at the end of his eyes, and the insides were not flesh and blood, but more like countless pairs of tiny eyes, or other terrifying things, he stared at the old devil's face with amusement.

Starting from him, these moody and violent demon masters all laughed strangely. The old demon tightened his grip on the cane, but he didn't know what went wrong.

"Old man, you are a demon who became a demon after the great war between immortals and demons."

Otherwise, how could there be such a tone? Demons who have experienced the battle between immortals and demons know that as long as they take that little immortal master captive to the demon world, it will take painstaking efforts.

The appearance of the little fairy in the battle between immortals and demons catches all immortals and demons off guard. It is the hope of the immortal world that is on the verge of despair, but it is also the existence that makes all demons scratch their hearts and lungs.

When they saw Xiao Xianzun, their hearts suddenly exploded with uncontrollable emotions. If it wasn't for the smell of the battlefield still filling their nostrils, reminding them where they are now, they might have to pay any price in the next moment. Take Xiao Xianzun back to the Demon Realm.

He is the hope of breaking the seal of the Demon Realm.

Compared with the group of idiots in the fairy world, the little fairy should appear in the devil world, it is obviously their treasure.

Instinct was clamoring, reason was restraining, it was the first time many demon masters struggled so patiently.

There is no mercy on the battlefield, if you don't pay attention, you will die and die, and they don't need to hold back, because they soon realize that they are no match for Xiao Xianzun.

If you want to survive in the opponent's hands, you must do your best.

As expected, in the end, the Demon Sealing Formation was completed, and the Demon World was suppressed. Because of one person, the battle was overturned.

They were fearless, and there was only one thing to worry about in the Demon Realm all day long, that little immortal venerable must not be overwhelmed by his injuries, and they were going to go out and take him captive to the Demon Realm.

And the impeccable old devil also showed his stuff in this respect.

You Qiu was extremely interested, and when he spoke from his throat, two voices overlapped and sounded, which was extremely strange.

"Such strength and talent are not bad. After the battle between immortals and demons, you became the first and last demon. You kept it a secret. I said why you never showed up before the battle."

His figure flickered, and he reappeared right behind the old devil in the blink of an eye. His hand turned into a claw with a sharp green light, and suddenly attacked the old devil's throat.

The old devil just dodged away, his face was silent, and there was a gloomy feeling on that old and old face.

He said hoarsely: "Even so, it will take a lot of effort to kill me."

Although the purpose is unknown, the old devil is a devil after all.

It is the devil's body that has a terrifying ability to repair, coupled with his own strength, insisting on killing him at this juncture is asking for trouble.

Youqiu sighed, "Old guy, you're lucky."

He was in a good mood today, if it was another time, even if it was troublesome to pretend like this, he would have to get rid of this guy who obstructed his eyes.

Strictly speaking, the old devil is still a junior, but since the other party turned into that appearance, they didn't bother to change their words.

Youqiu lost interest in him, and instead stretched out his claws enthusiastically: "Let me explore that hole."

Luo Zhi suddenly became energetic, squinting his eyes: "Go away, I want to try!"

The atmosphere was once again tense, the phantom flickered, and the strong magic fluctuations collided and exploded. The broken bricks were completely turned into powder, and some demon masters were even affected, causing them to be furious.

The scene became chaotic again, the old devil stood quietly for a while, then turned into black mist and left.

The center of the small hole poked at the bottom of the cane on the ground was sharp, and soon this inconspicuous hole was covered by lime flying in the air, making everything inconspicuous.

After receiving the news, Ling You and other disciples quickly found the location of the inn. The seven Hongjianzong Tianjiao gathered in the lobby of the inn. They are not only monks but also top-notch Tianjiao. Distinguished from ordinary people.

Qi Chuan stood on the corridor on the third floor, staring at the seven people who were particularly eye-catching.

Liu You looked down vigilantly for a long time before whispering: "General..."

Qi Chuan said calmly: "I know."

Not only these seven, but they also knew that the two in the room were all immortals, and they didn't know that there was a big problem in Linding Kingdom, which could induce a series of nine immortals to descend to the earth.

And these nine immortals are even more incomparable with the half-immortals Qi Chuan met in the National Teacher's Mansion, especially the leader, who lost his mind a little when thinking about Qi Chuan.

Relying on those half-immortals, the National Teacher's Mansion is highly respected by the common people and nobles.Qi Chuan didn't feel anything about it. As a general, he was beheading the enemy on the battlefield, and those guys relied on magic tricks to spend extravagantly in the capital.

Compared with admiration, he didn't show any obvious disgust because he was looking at the face of the Holy One. There may be immortals in the world, and Qi Chuan had also thought about what it would be like.

Immortal law Immortal law, headed by immortals.He should be out of the common world, out of the world, shaking the world's attention with a wave of his hand.

At the very least, you should be as graceful as that person, even if you are full of ugliness in your heart, you should never dare to show the slightest in front of him.

Lingyou Yuxiao turned around and stopped in the palm of his hand. He resisted the anxiety in his heart, and looked around to find the little uncle who had been lost in the secular world.

Yan Shuo pushed the door and passed by Qi Chuan, facing Ling You with a cold expression, just about to say something, when the faint scent of medicine came from behind him, his face changed into a gentle smile.

"Uncle Master!"

Ling You tiptoed lightly and almost jumped over the stairs until he reached the corridor on the third floor, his handsome face beamed with joy.

Led by him, the other six disciples performed a scene of flying in the air, which attracted many people's shocked eyes.

There is also a cultivation system in the secular world, which mainly focuses on internal strength, but few people can leap into the air without borrowing objects. This is not like the light kung fu method of those who practice martial arts, but more like the immortal method of stepping into the sky recorded in ancient books.

Qi Chuan prides himself on his martial arts skills, and he couldn't help but lose his mind when he saw the scene in front of him. One was fine, and all six of them were able to fly without anything and had excellent character.

Yan Shuo took a step aside, revealing Duo Yao behind him, but just blocked Ling You's way to approach the master.

Ling You's feet stiffened, and he stopped in a hurry. After looking at Yan Shuo who was blocking his way perfectly, the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Junior Brother."

Yan Shuo replied, "Brother Ling."

Ling You didn't say anything, this person blocked his way, if he didn't go over, he was still indifferent in the arena, saying that he was the only apprentice under the uncle's sect, but now in front of the uncle, the senior brother just opened his mouth.

He cupped his hands and bowed to Duo Yao: "Uncle Shi, we have gathered everyone according to your order."

Duo Yao responded in a low voice: "It's not time yet, you guys need to make some repairs first."

Most of his appearance was covered, only the small half of his face that could not be covered was exposed to everyone's eyes, and his slightly pursed lips never let go after he finished speaking.

Just relying on this negligible little action, the distress revealed made them unable to ignore it.

Yan Shuo knew that it was not suitable for him to speak out now, but he still couldn't help but took a step closer and asked softly, "What is Master worrying about?"

Duo Yao didn't say a word, he rubbed his fingertips slightly with a pensive look, because most of his face was blocked, Yan Shuo wanted to speculate but also had to give up because he couldn't see the expression on his face.

He was anxious in his heart, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but suddenly he stepped forward and the two of them got very close for a moment, and the weak wind blown by their warm breath brushed across each other's faces.

Yan Shuo lifted the brim of the hat that blocked the master, and asked again persistently: "What is the master worried about?"

His movements were fast and fierce, at least Duo Yao didn't hold back, his lightly raised brows were stained with surprise, and when he raised his eyes, he bumped into Yan Shuo's dark and deep pupils, and the young man's eyes were drawn deep into his eyes. The tense expression was clearly seen.

When Yan Shuo raised it, he inadvertently brought up a wisp of blue silk from the other party. When it fell, it hooked slightly on Duo Yao's long eyelashes, showing a slightly seductive look. He was as gentle as water, but before he could react, the others were slightly stunned.

Qi Chuan stood far away, and the other mortals stood even further away, only the outline of a face could be barely seen under the cover of the brim of the hat.

The blurred facial contours bring them an inexplicable attraction, and their gaze is as patient and reluctant as the smallest brush carefully tracing a masterpiece.

He must have been handsome.

Qi Chuan's mind was in a daze, and he couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to pursue that sense of astonishment and see clearly.

But it was too late to take the second step, the handsome and domineering young man looked at him coldly with a chill in his eyes, the great cold enveloped the heart that was still hot just now, and the coolness pierced the scalp.Qi Chuan looked as usual, but he couldn't take the second step no matter what.

He watched the young man's hands move carefully and gently, as if he had carefully blocked the man's face yesterday, and a faint bitterness filled his heart.

Duo Yao clasped Yan Shuo's wrist, and the fingertips that were stained with blood, and which he had kneaded into a piece of pink and would be ignored if you didn't look carefully, were clasped between Yan Shuo's wrists, controlling the young man's next move.

He found that Yan Shuo had become more emotional in recent days, and when facing him, the inexplicable feeling in the other party was getting more and more serious, which seemed a lot more presumptuous.

Duo Yao's tightly pressed lips loosened after such an inexplicable move by the young man, not so relaxed but much more relaxed than before.

He put down the hand that clasped the young man, and said lightly: "Don't be presumptuous."

Such a sentence has no strength at all when it comes out of his mouth, and it is not impossible for others to take it as a soft word and repeat it over and over again.

But Shizun himself didn't notice it every time.

Yan Shuo's heart is unbelievably soft, he knows that Master has a high tolerance that Master himself has never discovered when facing him, and every time he relies on this tolerance to silently cross the line.

Just like now, Yan Shuo glanced at Ling You who didn't know what to do and barely supported his composure, and when he looked over complicatedly, the corners of his lips slightly raised into a gentle smile.

But this time, it was difficult to keep the smile on Ling You's face. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, wanting to say something to his uncle, but swallowed it silently.

Duo Yao didn't notice the turmoil in the dark between the two, turned around and looked at the mortal named Qi Chuan, his tone was flat: "I want to ask Mr. Qi for something, I don't know..."

Qi Chuan seized this opportunity and stood in front of Duo Yao in a few steps. He stopped at a suitable position and said with a smile, "It's my honor to be able to help you gentlemen."

Hearing the meaning of the other party's words, Duo Yao was silent for a moment, saying that he and Ling You and others were regarded as peers, but he didn't explain much, so he agreed for the time being.

Qi Chuan was facing Duo Yao sideways, and following the graceful arc of the man's tight and smooth jaw line as he nodded, he felt a little pleasure.

Because if you can help this person, even a fairy will have some relationship.

Yan Shuo has no feelings for people, no interest in things, he is more world-weary than Mieshi.

No matter how strong the hatred is, it is difficult to have the same emotion after everything returned to nothing in the previous life. When he returns to this world, every place will arouse his hatred. Returning to nothing with this world is already the greatest tolerance he can give.

There is no need to experience despair, no need to self-hypnotize to sacrifice, and no need to watch the world gradually collapse, but the fate of the world has only been advanced by decades.

For those who know nothing, this is already the best ending.

But this doesn't mean that Yan Shuo is so broad-minded that he doesn't mind the things of his past life at all. He seems to be calm in his words and deeds, but in fact he smiles at Qi Chuan, who is quietly courteous.

The corners of the scarlet lips raised without warmth, like a ghost showing its fangs silently, bursting out with a frightening sense of danger.

Qi Chuan couldn't help but took a step back.

Yan Shuo frowned slightly and tilted his head, avoiding the resentment invisible to outsiders. The resentment left Qi Chuan and came straight to him.

Resentment brushed against the side of his face, disgust flashed in Yan Shuo's eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, a strike of spiritual power instantly dispelled the resentment that made him unhappy, and then raised his hand to wipe his face.

A very ordinary move made Qi Chuan pale as if he frightened him, and he took a few steps back, and finally stopped walking with a look of lost soul.

Duo Yao looked at Yan Shuo in doubt. Although Qi Chuan was a mortal, in his opinion, his courage and courage were superior. When he guessed that they were of extraordinary status, he didn't see him deliberately lowering himself when they got along with each other.

Now Yan Shuo pursed his lips tightly, showing a bit of aggrieved even when he was angry, he whispered: "I didn't do anything."

Duo Yao said softly, "He's just a mortal."

Yan Shuo felt a little chill in his heart for some reason—the master didn't believe him.

"If the little guy really wants to do something, a mortal can't stand it."

Duo Yao only had this thought in his mind, but he didn't see the youth's brows that had been stained with loneliness glow again.

Ling You looked at Qi Chuan's expression, and then at Yan Shuo: "Do you know him?"

The other party shook his head in denial.

So he smiled and said firmly: "That means he knows you. Do you have any old friends in the secular world?"

Ling You didn't think too much about it, and simply made a guess. Unexpectedly, before Yan Shuo opened his mouth, the little uncle said lightly: "I know you or not, and there will be no further involvement in the future."

Ling You shut up instantly, but he couldn't help wondering, did he say something about the pain?I always feel that the little uncle's words have a meaning of protecting his shortcomings.

Yan Shuo heard the meaning of the master's partiality, and felt better for a while, looking at Qi Chuan and asked directly: "Do you know me?"

Qi Chuan tried his best to calm down, and regained his composure, but looked at Yan Shuo with a lot of disbelief in his eyes: "I probably know him."

But the person in front of him probably forgot about it.

When he was ten years old, because he was not ready to go to the battlefield, he was arranged to hide in his father's army just to increase his knowledge, and he met Yan Shuo once as an inconspicuous soldier.

That side left a deep impression on him, and it was only when the other person raised his hand that he inadvertently covered his face and only showed his brows and eyes, did he suddenly meet this handsome and dangerous man like a monster with the shadow in his memory.

The prince of Lingyun Kingdom - Ling Shuo.

Proficient in all aspects of Wen Tao Wu Lue, the classics of national strategy came to him casually, and he became famous far and wide when he was young, spreading across the deserts of the north and south, four continents, and ten cities in the world.

He has spent these many years, and he considers himself a famous person, but if he really compares with the former prince of Lingyun Kingdom, he is afraid that he will definitely lose.

When he could only pretend to be a small soldier and hide in the back without daring to show his head, this man was able to draw a tie with his father at the age of 15. He was wrapped in armor and his eyes were still immature, but he already dared to lead three thousand elite soldiers and ten thousand soldiers. The soldiers faced straight up.

The arrogance and magnificence when he waved to lead the army was extremely dazzling. When Qi Chuan really led the army, he couldn't get rid of the influence brought by the opponent for a long time, and even unconsciously imitated that style until his father realized that he had beaten him hard. Own.

Qi Chuan had heard that Lingyun Kingdom regarded him as a god, but he felt that it was not unreasonable.It is because of the existence of this person that a small country that has been weak for hundreds of years and has been manipulated and exploited by others escaped such a tragic fate. Countless people who are exhausted can finally straighten their bodies one day without bowing their heads and being controlled by others.

Saving the country in distress is worthy of the word god.

But such a wise person who seems to have no weaknesses, they don't know how the other party grows, they can only attribute it to the word "talent", saying that Lingyun Kingdom is blessed by heaven.

Until later, blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the fields.

Lingyun Kingdom was destroyed overnight.

But just now, he suddenly remembered that the surname of the Lingyun Kingdom is Ling, but the queen of the Lingyun Kingdom was Yan.

The person in front of me happens to be named Yan and Shuo.

It's not an illusion, it's a fact.

When Qi Chuan looked at Yan Shuo again, the change in his expression was visible to the naked eye. To be honest, he was more respectful than before.

Tuantuan yawned just in time to see such a scene, and jumped up: "The Son of Destiny, which one is not talented far beyond ordinary people, and if you give it a little pressure, you will be out of the category of ordinary people in an instant."

Tuantuan's tone couldn't help turning sour: "Please call them geniuses."

Duo Yao said softly: "Geniuses are born as human beings, especially when they are born as children."

He doesn't really agree with blaming all a person's achievements on talent, or because he is a so-called genius, he must do what he should.

Duo Yao disagreed, and was even slightly disgusted.

Just taking this world as an example, Bian Su’s fame of becoming a peerless pill for achieving Taoism is at the cost of countless blown up pill furnaces. A woman needs to endure a lot in a place like the world of cultivating immortals, which looks beautiful but is actually cruel. Ordinary times the suffering.

As for the most inconspicuous example, you can tiptoe it with your own hands - Hong Jianzong's sword cultivator Tianjiao must swing his sword five hundred times more than other disciples every day.

Duo Yao was brought back to his senses by Yan Shuo's voice, and looked at the young man who was smiling but bursting into air.

Yan Shuo said: "I don't know who the young master has identified me as, but no matter who it is, the young master must have made a mistake."

Yan Shuo didn't have this person in his memory, but it didn't affect his recognition of who the other person was, and the grievances lingering on this person were obviously absorbed from the elders, and in some cases, these grievances could even get away from him, for example.

Qi Chuan's father should be one of the generals who supervised the Lingyun Kingdom at the beginning, and he has a lot of resentment from the soldiers of the Lingyun Kingdom.

But these have nothing to do with him anymore, the remaining resentment haunting him will only hinder his eyes and make him very unhappy.

The words were a bit domineering, Duo Yao blinked, and seeing Qi Chuan's face was very reluctant, he said: "I misidentified the person."

The corners of his lips curled up in a small arc helplessly, drawing Qi Chuan's attention to himself: "My lord is either rich or noble, please introduce me to the king of this country for us."

Establishing the capital of the country on the evil land, and building the center of the palace at the eye of the formation, this monarch must know something.

Qi Chuan was not surprised that his identity was revealed: "Are you in a hurry?"

Duo Yao smiled: "The sooner the better."

He could feel that the turmoil under that opening was getting bigger and bigger, and the demonic energy was getting heavier and heavier. If it dragged on, he might not have time to set up the formation and he would fill the hole with himself.

His answer caused Yan Shuo's heart to tense, and he suddenly felt inexplicable uneasiness. When his heartstrings were tense, he found out that the color of Master's lips was wrong almost immediately.

It was originally a thin powder, but now it seems to be a layer darker, with a layer of light red on top of the powder, at first glance there is no difference, but if you look closely, it is very attractive to people's minds.

And that layer of red is what makes Yan Shuo suspicious the most.

Qi Chuan tentatively asked: "Is it very urgent?"

Duo Yao said softly: "It is very urgent, I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

Unless it is thoroughly purified, the evil land is the evil land after all. As the name suggests, there is evil spirit. For mortals who do not have spiritual power to protect their bodies, it is equivalent to someone laying down on them for a long time, which will damage their life and body.

Yan Shuo stayed beside Duo Yao peacefully, and silently showed his strong presence behind him. Ling You's forehead twitched, and he moved his eyes away.

If it wasn't for the senior brother's special status and lack of free time, there wouldn't be no one who suppresses this guy now.

Beside Duo Yao, Ling You and Yan Shuo are superior to other Tianjiao even if they are located in Tianjiao. This is a silent and tacit division, and the two of them alone almost occupy Duoyao's attention.

Tianjiao next to him glanced at him and then looked away, but such a simple action can also make them feel a lot of joy in their hearts. It is extremely rare to accompany the junior uncle to the lower realm.

Huayan was surprised that he would be included in the eight spots. Based on the few words leaked from the sect, those conditions seemed to only select sword cultivators, and the various requirements seemed to be set up for the sole selection of sword cultivators.

But with him among the eight, Huayan is extremely happy.

He knew what he looked like, and he was so beautiful that he could be called an evildoer. When human cultivators saw him, they always looked at him with some other thoughts in their eyes.

Huayan had always hated such gazes, especially when those gazes were mostly from human cultivators, which aggravated his dislike for the human race.

He is a demon. Compared with Yan Shuo, who is obviously a human being, has a handsome appearance, a strange appearance, and a strong sense of aggression, Huayan hides his characteristics as a demon very well, except for this face.

But when the white-clothed man Xiu looked over, he was obsessed and wanted to see something else in the other's clean eyes. He was bored when he saw other people, but when it was his turn, he was looking forward to appearing but failed to do so.

That's right, this man is better than him in every aspect of himself, and the number one beauty in the demon world has lost a lot of brilliance compared to him. Huayan comforted herself like this, and finally her mood turned into a complexity that she couldn't figure out.

His purpose of sneaking into Hongjianzong was not for this person to cultivate, but he spent a lot of attention on him.

Huayan's eyes glanced over Yan Shuo, but his eyes still fell on the white-clothed man Xiu uncontrollably.

His earlobes were hot, and he couldn't help scolding himself angrily.

Yan Shuo looked at Huayan casually, his black eyes were deep and unwavering, his fangs grazed a part of the flesh in his mouth with a bit of ruthlessness, the skin was torn and blood was seen, his mouth was soon filled with the smell of blood, after the smell came up Yan Shuo's tyrannical emotions throbbing in his chest were barely controlled by him.

He sniffed it suddenly, his eyes suddenly became dim, and his brows were covered with a layer of haze.

Yan Shuo smelled the faint smell of blood on his wrist. For some reason, he was particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, but at this moment, the smell of blood from the outside world suddenly became particularly pungent, making his head dizzy for a moment and his heart ache.

He looked at Master.

I also saw the powder on Leng Bai's fingertips.

Yan Shuo's pupils shrank suddenly as if being stimulated, and then a cold and ruthless rage quickly surged in his heart.

He wished he could hold this person close to his heart and protect him, but in the end this person didn't care about his body at all? !