Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Just one click, the soul will be squeezed out.

Tears welled up at the end of the peacock's eyes, and he raised his neck as if he was dying, and whimpered softly.

With tears in his eyes, the chandelier above his head shattered into a blurred floating light, rippling and lingering above his head, as if it was about to turn into lightning and split his trembling body, turning everything about him into nothingness.

The witcher's perfectly shaped palms clenched the white cloth tightly, and his knuckle fingers were embedded in the soft cloth, and the roses embroidered with silver thread slowly bloomed between the youth's plain white fingers.

Tears rolled down the demon hunter's handsome and solemn face, obviously unable to bear such an impact, but Zheng Xuanli remained unmoved, holding his lover up like a child.

The night has just begun.

The sound of cicadas chirped outside the window, dark clouds slowly covered the moon, and the sky and the earth seemed to be plunged into a chaotic darkness.

Only the bright light in the room brings a warm color.

On the gorgeous dress, the silver chain hangs down, emitting a cold light, and then with faint weeping sounds, it brushes Zheng Xuanli's wrist one after another, itching like a feather, but heavy, with A steady rhythm swayed.

One after another, without stopping at all, and the wobbly floating gradually became larger, and then began to slam Zheng Xuanli's wrist, forming a blurred phantom under the light.

The faint, intermittent crying was somewhat uncontrollable.

"You let go...it's so strange..."

It was a completely unfamiliar feeling, and it was also an experience that made the young witcher almost lose control. The light disturbed his mind, so he lowered his head mournfully, as if pleading, and put his face against the skin he had gently caressed with his fingers. Tattoo, wet the black shirt fabric with Huaxia's tears at the end of his eyes.

But there is no escape.

Can only sink.

Teeth biting into the cloth with a cold aroma impatiently, it was still the smell of sandalwood and gunpowder smoke, which filled the nose, but it also had the same aggressive smell as the owner of the aroma, corroding Kong Lingxiao soul.

His consciousness seemed to be floating in the clouds, but was beaten back to the ground by the waves in his body, he was swaying in the waves, and had the ultimate joy of surfing.

The turbulent waves mixed with the special cold fragrance from Zheng Xuanli's body, Kong Lingxiao was almost dizzy, so he couldn't help but open his lips, and bit the cloth that was rubbing his cheek.

Teeth closed together, he gnawed on the hard texture under the cloth, because he didn't use any force, just grinding his teeth, it was more like a temptation, so out of the powerful body that was clinging tightly, more terrifying the power of.

"Really, it's so strange..."

That kind of power made Kong Lingxiao rippling in the ocean of nothingness like waves, unable to anchor.

"It's not surprising. Navel oranges are a good fruit. I'll feed you first. After you're full, you must feel delicious and want to continue eating navel oranges. Xiao Biesheng is newly married. To celebrate, let's eat more fresh ones today." Fruit, navel orange is the most suitable."

Ask Kong Lingxiao if he likes to eat navel oranges...

About like to eat.

But not as much as Zheng Xuanli.

Even though they only liked navel oranges in general, the Demon King couldn't stop his deep love for navel oranges, so whether it was Zheng Xuanli who fed Kong Lingxiao or Kong Lingxiao himself, they couldn't stop eating.

From this, Kong Lingxiao also fully realized how much the devil loves the novelty fruit of navel orange.

Because he ate too many navel oranges, Kong Lingxiao drifted along almost unconsciously in the end, and even unknowingly, he fell into a drowsy sleep in the middle because of too much stimulation.

Before he fell asleep, the devil was still devouring the navel orange.

He really ate too many navel oranges, and finally fell asleep still eating navel oranges. After falling asleep, Kong Lingxiao felt his belly bulge, and the feeling of bulge meandered all the way, entrenched in his heart, and the brand on his chest began to Searing hot.

A steady stream of enthusiasm has been coiled in the chest from the other side of the injection.

It was like a flame wrapped around him, and finally the flame burned all the way to his dream, and Kong Lingxiao felt that he was struggling to move forward in a big fire.

After stumbling forward for a while, Kong Lingxiao suddenly realized that he seemed to have lost something important, so he looked around blankly and searched around.

What did he lose?

Yes, he lost his love.

"Zheng Xuanli!"

He called from the fire, but there was no answer.

Sure enough, he lost his lover again!

Kong Lingxiao suddenly felt an uncontrollable fear, how could he lose his lover again?If they are separated, will Zheng Xuanli be injured again, will he... completely become the devil in the dark?

Kong Lingxiao ran up.

He wants to find Zheng Xuanli, as he said, he wants to be Zheng Xuanli's heart, and will always be with him, and will not let him get hurt again.

As soon as this idea was born, a dark laughter came from nowhere.

Cold, arrogant, high above the middle reveals a tired sigh.

"You can come here, that's right, get closer and see better."

A familiar voice called at the end of the darkness. There seemed to be a star shining there, illuminating a faint outline. Kong Lingxiao was overjoyed and ran towards the direction of the voice.

Step by step, Kong Lingxiao's heartbeat could be heard in the darkness, echoing another violent heartbeat like a drumbeat.

It seems that the two hearts are constantly approaching until they reach the source of light.

At this time, I realized that it was not the stars that lit the darkness, but a palm.

A boney palm.

In the palm with only bones, but with a hideous beauty, was holding a glowing stone. The stone was like a star, illuminating the palm with only snow-white bones, and at the same time, a figure holding the stone appeared.

A tall, but handsome boy.

The long hair of the young man in black covered half of his face. The black hair was messy and scattered on his shoulders. The red liquid trickled down the ends of his hair. Under the reflection of the light in his hand, his figure was faintly visible.

Kong Lingxiao saw clearly, only to realize that the man's body was nothing but the head and the boned palm.

It's just a ghost, a ghost without a body.

The luminous object held by the ghost, like a candle that attracts moths, lures out countless things lurking in the depths of darkness.

Giant claws stretched out from the darkness one after another, trying to touch the rock that the young man held in his hand, but when the owner of the giant claws just appeared, the stone was thrown into the air.

The corners of the lips of most of the young man with a blurred body curled up slightly, and his voice was faintly joyful: "That's right, come out and snatch my last power. As long as you can defeat me, it will be yours."

"Aww—he's only one person!"

"Ho - he doesn't even have a body, he's just a ghost..."

"Hiss hiss—tear him apart, devour his soul, take his power!"

Monster roars could be heard from all directions, countless insects and snakes sprang out from the darkness, frantically flocking to the stone hanging in the sky, emitting brilliant light, turning from a star into a bright moon.

Countless hands, weird, twisted, and even tentacles, all wanted to hold the bright moon in their arms.

And the owner of the bright moon was also attacked by all the monsters. Countless shadows penetrated the thin soul body, and the soul body became thinner and thinner.

Kong Lingxiao's eyes were tearing apart—how many monsters crawled out of the darkness? They were powerful monsters that he had never seen before, half-human, huge like an octopus, and shaped like a giant python with long hair. A monster with black wings.

They gushed out from the darkness in an instant, covering the only figure and tearing it apart.

The wind blew the long hair, revealing the expressionless face.

The narrow and indifferent eyes, the thin and sharp lips, revealed a hint of sarcasm.

Pale, handsome, and there are cracks like magma appearing from under the neck.

It was also a face that went deep into the soul, and Kong Lingxiao was no stranger to it.

"Zheng Xuanli!"

At the moment when the shadow was about to disappear, as if his soul had been torn apart, Kong Lingxiao stumbled towards him.

The moment he saw that face clearly, a sealed memory rushed into his mind.

Zhulin, the sad boy who appeared in the darkness, and the golden eyes of the other party staring at him.

That was the person he liked from the bottom of his heart when he was still ignorant.

The initial love has now turned into pure love.

The memories of being sealed by Kong Mo when he was a child came back so unexpectedly. Before Kong Mo broke the seal, Kong Lingxiao remembered all of them.

It turned out that he had met Zheng Xuanli and his destined lover at that time.

It turned out that the demon king who crawled out of the darkness had faced such terrifying monsters in hell.

It turned out that this was the first price paid by the Demon King.

At the end of the line of sight, the last hair of the long-haired boy was covered and swallowed by the swarming monsters. Kong Lingxiao subconsciously wanted to call out the feather sword to guard his former lover, but his body was wrapped in an arm.

A familiar atmosphere surrounded Kong Lingxiao, and now the adult demon king held him in his arms, with a calm voice: "It's over, Ling Xiao, what you see is my memory, and it's also the first step for me to become a demon king, so don't be nervous , I am by your side, always by your side.”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed the tear stains on Kong Lingxiao's face.

Before he knew it, Kong Lingxiao burst into tears.

Kong Lingxiao once received the remaining demon power from Zheng Xuanli, and he had the demon king's brand on his body. When the young man willingly dedicated himself to the demon king and had no intention of shrinking back, his soul and Zheng Xuanli's soul were already entwined through the connection of the demon king's brand. Together.

Kong Lingxiao was so eager to know what price Zheng Xuanli had paid for becoming the Demon King, so the Demon King's soul was opened to his bride, allowing him to see fragments of his memories.

It was also the past that Zheng Xuanli didn't want to recall.

He didn't become the Demon King voluntarily, but in the Darkest Realm, he can only leave the Darkest Realm alive if he gives up everything he originally had—belief, bottom line, soul, and becomes the Devil King.

He originally thought that he would hate this memory deeply, but at this time, with his lover by his side, looking back at the past, there was nothing but regret and joy.

After all, he became the only winner among all the monsters.

Devil.

The king of demons.

Kong Lingxiao's face was pale, and he couldn't help trembling all over. Even though he knew that Zheng Xuanli hadn't been swallowed up, the scene in front of him still caused him unceasing pain.

He couldn't go to rescue the former Zheng Xuanli, so he could only hold his lover's hand and grit his teeth.

"It's okay, look."

Zheng Xuanli lowered his head and kissed Kong Lingxiao's scarlet eyes.

The young man in front of him seemed to be in more pain than him, but in fact, the original Zheng Xuanli was numb. Since his body was designed to be shattered, he no longer felt pain, and he couldn't even maintain normal consciousness.

Because, at that time, Zheng Xuanli plunged himself into darkness from body to heart, and became a complete monster.

His eyes looked towards the group of demons.

Just when the claws and tentacles of the monsters were about to touch the only bright light floating in the sky——

A ray of blood suddenly appeared, turning the sky into blood red.

The always pale bone hand instantly pierced the heart of the most powerful python monster, and the bright red color exploded. At the same time, a void shadow floated from the center of the monster.

The eyes of the boy who disappeared in the middle of the monsters had turned golden. With a mocking smile, he raised his hand, grasped them, and took out the hearts of several monsters in an instant.

Before most of the monsters could react, the faint soul shuttled among the group of monsters like a streamer.

The heart of the monster is where the monster's devilish energy gathers. When the monster's heart is picked and crushed, the devilish energy quickly gathers towards the empty ghost shadow, and soon, the faint shadow becomes solidified.

The pale bone hand was unknowingly dyed bright red by the blood of the monster.

When the heart of the last monster was removed to harvest the magic energy, the boy's face was already wet with blood, and his black hair was also wet with blood. He casually pulled up his hair and stood at the highest point.

Underfoot was a mountain of corpses piled up with countless monster corpses. The young man sat down as if on a throne, and wiped his bony hands without any haste, and wiped away the blood stains on his cheeks that had solidified, letting every stick The finger bones were white and translucent, and then he slowly raised his hand.

The stars suspended in the sky slowly fell into the boy's hands, the light was annihilated, and turned into a beating heart.

Red, alive, heart.

Holding the heart, the uncrowned king sat on the black wings of the hunted python monster, and once again called to the depths of the darkness.

"Come on, greedy monsters."

"If you want my heart, come and get it!"

"This is the power of the last demigod. If you swallow it, you will have the most powerful power in the darkest realm."

"I'm here waiting for you."

"Come on quickly, don't make me wait too long."

The golden eyes were gradually covered by pure darkness, and at the same time, that indifferent face gradually revealed a crazy and distorted smile unique to monsters.

At that moment, Zheng Xuanli became the craziest monster.