After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Yun Jian's murderous intent suddenly increased, and the system cowardly said: Host, why don't you explain to the protagonist that this Master Sheng worked for a demon, and he is no longer a human being. You killed him to eliminate harm for the people?

But before Sheng Huaizhao could speak, the head rolled on the ground suddenly opened its eyes.

A soaring evil spirit seeped out from the head's mouth and nose, and the long hair wrapped around Sheng Huaizhao's wrist in an instant, dragging him to the sky.

Yun Jian's eyes froze, and he quickly stood up with his sword.

In mid-air, strands of hair got entangled in the flesh of Sheng Huaizhao's wrist, and blood flowed down his arm. He struggled to no avail, grabbed the black hair with one hand, and pulled it down desperately.

You let me go to heaven, then I will make you bald!

As soon as the struggling fingertips were loosened, the hair he was pulling suddenly fell off, and Sheng Huaizhao fell to the ground in a hurry!

The system of Consciousness Sea was frightened, and when there was nothing he could do, Sheng Huaizhao gritted his teeth: "Brother Immortal!"

The noisy wind changed direction, and the white clothes like night butterflies came lightly, and the snowy dumpling that was facing his sword just now was protecting his waist, and let out a muffled grunt.

The piercing sword light crossed the moon, and the head broke in half before the moon and fell to the ground.

Sheng Huaizhao landed safely, looked at the half head on the ground, and immediately lifted up his skirt to look at his ankle - the black mark was like diluted ink, slowly dissipating from his ankle.

Yun Jian put the sword back into its sheath, and said calmly: "On your ankle is the life-seeking seal made by the Luotou clan."

In the original book, the way for Old Demons to find sacrifices is to engrave them by following their lives, and the Luotou family...that is, Master Sheng, his only function as a running dog is to help the sacrifices to be marked.

Sheng Huaizhao's hands were bloody cuts from his hair, Yun Jian raised his sleeves and took out an ice ribbon.

When Sheng Huaizhao came back to his senses, his wrist was bound by the ice skin dumpling with a ribbon. He raised his eyebrows: "My friend, we just met, so it's not appropriate to bundle the play?"

Bingpituanzi subconsciously felt that this was not a good word, so he frowned and let go.

"Then you deal with the wound yourself."

Sheng Huaizhao discovered that although the future No. [-] swordsman was ruthless and killed countless people, before he cut off his love and love... he was more innocent and cute than he imagined.

Sheng Huaizhao sat cross-legged, seeing Bingpituanzi pursing his lips and frowning, subconsciously felt that he was a little angry.

Um, are you angry that you cheated him just now at the gate of the Sheng Mansion?

Thinking of this, Sheng Huaizhao slowly moved to Bingpi Tuanzi's feet, raised his hand and gently tugged at his robe: "Thank you?"

Yun Jian raised his hand expressionlessly and pulled it away: "I'm just doing justice for the heavens, not trying to repay favors."

The more serious he is, the less serious Sheng Huaizhao said: "Really, but I..."

Before the words were finished, the cold wind wrapped in evil qi hit the face, forming a group of human figures in front of the two of them.

A ray of golden light oozes from Yun Jian's eyes, and the sword energy instantly attaches to the blade, stepping in front of Sheng Huaizhao - the haunting old demon has appeared!

Sheng Huaizhao put away his foolishness and quickly stood up: System?what happened?

System confession: This plot is the key point for the original owner to fall into the devil, but you didn't follow the plot... In order to awaken your most yin body, the plot was killed.

The old demon transformed into a black shadow, and when its sharp claws quickly stretched towards Yun Jian, it suddenly paused.

"……It's you?!"

The evil spirit was shot down with this short question, and Yun Jian and Sheng Huaizhao were shot down together.

Yun Jian was not used to protecting people in the air, so he stretched out his hand and tugged at Sheng Huaizhao's belt, but he didn't expect to roll to the ground with him.

Consciousness was muddled for a moment, and when Yun Jian came back to his senses, a delicate hand rested on his shoulder.

He didn't react, and subconsciously wanted to push away the heavy object on his chest, but when his palm was stuck to the silky red pants and slightly sunk into the soft flesh, he was surprised...it was a leg.

The little bride he saved was sitting astride him... and the red dress in front of him was that red dress!

Yun Jian's mind became hot.

Lying down, lying under his skirt!

His mind and soul were stunned, but his sense of smell was keen, and when his brain lost control, he unexpectedly smelled a warm, light sweet...

The hem of Sheng Huaizhao's red wedding dress was messy and covered the floor, his legs were kneeling beside Yun Jian, and his knees were so painful.

The miasma came after him, and Sheng Huaizhao turned over quickly, pulling the ice skin dumpling up from the ground.

"Brother, you..." Sheng Huaizhao turned his head and saw Yun Jian's eyes were flushed, which made the red mark in front of his eyes very bright, and he immediately forgot what he wanted to say.

An innocent young man was brutally molested.

The ice skin dumplings became red bean dumplings.

Sheng Huaizhao was also embarrassed for a moment for no reason, and subconsciously gathered the skirt behind him.

The one whose butt was touched was himself, why was he blushing?

The red bean dumpling turned back, stuttered but firmly ordered: "Come up, come up."

Sheng Huaizhao's clothes fluttered, and he threw himself on Yun Jian's back in an instant.

He leaned close to Yun Jian and lowered his voice: "This devil just seemed to say..."

Before he finished speaking, he found that Tuanzi's white ears suddenly turned red, and the heat could even spread to his face.

Yun Jian quietly turned his head away, keeping the warm breath away from him: "I know."

When he confronted Old Demon just now, he kept reminiscing about the phrase "it's you".

An ominous premonition suddenly emerged, and Yun Jian's eyes shone coldly.

Just about to leave, a mask on the ground suddenly lit up, and the two of them were shot down to the ground by the mask at the same time.

The sword of divine consciousness dissipated, and the evil aura that followed was twisted around Yun Jian's neck like a vine branch from an ancient tree, and then turned into a sharp thorn that instantly pierced his chest and touched the spiritual core in his heart!

The devil seemed to know all of Yun Jian's weaknesses, so he came for his spiritual core with precision and ruthlessness.

The strangled hand slowly fell to his chest, and Yun Jian used the blood in his palm and the last spiritual power to urge a golden light.

Just when Old Demon was about to succeed, a red dress flew down.

"Isn't it me you want to kill?"

After finishing speaking, a pure evil spirit swept over, like a smoldering flame, burning the skin of Old Demon's whole body, and the invisible hands smashed his internal organs, rapidly digging away the devilish energy in his body.

The Old Demon, who was still holding the chance of winning, let out a scream, his whole body was swallowed by the black flames, he immediately broke his arm and ran away, looking at Sheng Huaizhao in horror: "You...are the body of the most yin?!"

The body of the most yin is the strongest physique dreamed of by the demon cultivator, because the body of the most yin does not depend only on practice, but on plunder!As long as his physical body can bear it, he can seize the evil energy of the world overnight and become a unparalleled big devil.

In order to save his life, Sheng Huaizhao forcibly woke up his golden finger under the guidance of the system.

Obviously, the golden finger is useful, and this old demon was severely injured by him in an instant.

But the devilish energy scurrying in his body was rushing up his meridians, and the vicious devilish energy seemed to be scraping the bones with thousands of sharp knives, Sheng Huaizhao had to fight quickly.

At any time, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the lightning flashed like daylight, engulfing everything in front of us.

With rain splashing on his face, Sheng Huaizhao weakly opened his eyes and found himself leaning on the boy's shoulder.

Yun Jian's tired and heavy breathing was in his ears, as if he was on the verge of a limit, and every step he took was like mud.

Sheng Huaizhao saw a stone and wanted to remind people to avoid it but found that he didn't have the strength to speak.

Yun Jian stumbled and fell to the ground, and Sheng Huaizhao realized that he could hug himself to him in that situation, with his hands still protecting the back of his head.

But after finishing this, Yun Jian had lost consciousness and passed out. Sheng Huaizhao lowered his head and found that his left chest was bloody and bloody, and the deep wound seemed to be able to see the internal organs.

...how did it hurt so badly?

Yun Jian's face had already turned extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and after such a fall, his breathing rate gradually slowed down.

Sheng Huaizhao said weakly: "System, what happened to Tuanzi?"

After being in a daze for a while, he realized that the system in the sea of ​​consciousness had been crying: the protagonist broke through his cultivation, the catastrophe was advanced, and the spiritual core was shattered.

Raindrops seeped into Sheng Huaizhao's eyes, and he responded lightly.

In the worldview of this book, a person whose spiritual core is broken is a cripple who can no longer practice.

What's more, Yun Jian's current situation is not as simple as breaking a spiritual core, he failed to cross the tribulation, and his life is hanging by a thread.

The system shuddered: The hero is dying, the world is about to collapse, and we will also be messed up into data streams, and we can never go back...

Sheng Huaizhao had just finished falling into the devil, and his body was so weak that even if he wanted to help others, it would be of no avail.

In the wilderness, in the midst of thunderstorms, Tuanzi still suffered a heart-breaking injury... In such an extreme situation, he actually walked all the way behind his back?

It really deserves to be the hero of Wei Guangzheng.

Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand and lightly touched his chest. After the body of Yin awakened, a new magic core was born.

He interrupted the system's howling ghosts and wolves in a hoarse voice: "Don't cry."

After the system quieted down, Sheng Huaizhao took out the dagger that was used to pry the coffin, and lifted it up tremblingly.

The system trembled, watching him point the blade at his chest: host, you...

The sharp knife pierced into the chest, and the splashed blood stained the white gauze on Sheng Huaizhao's hand.

Digging out the magic core is more painful than harvesting internal organs. Even Sheng Huaizhao couldn't help the convulsions: "I'll change it with him, that's all."

When the magic core landed on Yun Jian's chest, he trembled restlessly, as if he was very resistant.

Sheng Huaizhao coughed out a mouthful of blood, and put the thing stained with his own blood into Yun Jian's chest.

Right now, there is only one way to make the world function normally.

Coincidentally, Sheng Huaizhao didn't want to be a demon king, nor did he want a magic core. If the protagonist lacks this thing, let him.

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