What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Shu Xingmi lay beside Mojun for an hour, but did not fall asleep.

When I first came to the Demon Realm, I was a little uncomfortable.

The nights in the Demon Realm are different from those in the Heaven Realm. The nights in the Heaven Realm are similar to those in the Human Realm. They are both quiet and blue, like a jade disc that has been scrubbed clean. The night sky in the Demon Realm is blood-purple, as if someone stabbed into the sky with a sharp sword. Stirring the bruises formed after severe injuries, even in the magic palace, you can hear the desolate sound of the wind, like weeping forbearance.

People in the Demon Realm usually practice at night, and the Demon Cultivator suffers so much that they cry when they can't stand the pain, which is frightening to hear.

Mo Jun opened his eyes and stared at Shu Xingmi, the familiar eyebrows seemed to have changed, but they didn't change.

Shu Xingmi barely fell asleep until Yinshi, he had a brief nightmare.

In the dream, it seemed to be in a certain deep forest, the Demon Lord was covered in blood, put his knees against Shu Xingmi's chest, pressed him firmly to the ground, and then pulled out a bright long knife from behind, The hand holding the handle of the knife trembled slightly, and the edge of the knife tip also trembled. Shu Xingmi couldn't move, couldn't break free from his shackles. He shook his head desperately, but the back of his head was hurt by the small stones on the ground. He heard himself shouting intermittently. Said: "Zhaoyue, don't..."

Then, the long knife pierced through Shu Xingmi's chest cleanly without hesitation, and blood overflowed.

Shu Xingmi opened his eyes, but his heartbeat hadn't calmed down yet. The mural above the dormitory was covered with intertwined Du Ruo flowers and leaves, just like his chaotic thoughts, which couldn't be sorted out.

Zhaoyue.He still remembered the name in the dream, it should be the real name of the Demon Lord.

He looked at the Demon Lord, and was facing the slightly surprised eyes of the Demon Lord. Seeing that Shu Xingmi had woken up, the Demon Lord's eyes turned from surprise to indifference, and turned from water to ice.

what did you dream about

The Demon Lord wanted to ask, but he didn't ask, after all, he just quietly closed his eyes and turned around.

Shu Xingmi was still in shock, just now he dreamed that the Demon Lord stabbed him, so it was obviously the Demon Lord who was sorry for him, right?Why does the devil act as if he killed his whole family?

Is my memory wrong, or his memory wrong?

He wanted to paw at the Demon Lord and ask about it carefully, but he was afraid that he would not be able to beat him if he quarreled with the Demon Lord.

Forget it, let's talk about it after I get to know him well, he won't even beat up his own people.

In the early morning of the next day, a melodious and soft Xun sound woke up Shu Xingmi.

Not far away, someone was blowing the Xun. The tune was like a nursery rhyme, warm and childish. The tone of the Xun made the tune a bit sad, whimpering, like the cry of a child.

Shu Xingmi thought this piece was extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

He put on his clothes and went down to the ground, opened the window, and the demon king was blowing the Xun under the eaves of the porch. The bulging Xun was painted with red paint, and it was mottled a lot. It could be seen that this Xun had been around for some time, and it was slightly smaller and slightly smaller than ordinary Xun. Rough, as if polished by a child.

Mojun noticed Shu Xingmi's gaze, the sound of xun stopped abruptly, and he looked back at Shu Xingmi.

Shu Xingmi raised his sleeve and wiped the tears on his face.

Hearing this song made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The Demon Lord went back to the hall and put the Xun in a treasure box. There were more than a dozen colorful and exquisite gemstones embedded in the treasure box, which were many times more valuable than the Xun, but they were used to hold the old Xun.

"You are crying." The Demon Lord closed the lid of the box: "Do you know why you are crying?"

"Because I have lacrimal glands and have the function of weeping."

"Because you have a heart." The Demon Lord moved his eyes down, staring at Shu Xingmi's left chest: "This is something that the demon does not have."

Demons have no heart.

As Master taught in his usual lectures, people, immortals, and demons all have minds, while ghosts and demons do not.The heart is the greatest weakness of humans, immortals and demons, but not the weakness of ghosts and demons.

The weakness of ghosts is sunlight and yang energy, but the weakness of demons has always been unknown.

This time Shu Xingmi came to the Demon Realm as a hostage, and his two main goals were to spy on the military situation and find the biggest weakness of the Demon Race.

"Does the devil have no heart?" Shu Xingmi decided to play a fool, just in time to chat with the devil.

"I don't know what you have learned in the Heavenly Court." The demon monarch showed a slightly contemptuous look: "The demon has no heart. This is one of the most powerful characteristics of the demon race. Why, you forgot even this?"

"But, if you don't have a heart, how can you love me?" Shu Xingmi flashed curious baby eyes.

"roll."

Shu Xingmi turned around and walked towards the door. As soon as he opened the door, the two demon pawns quickly struck the door with their steel halberds, and shouted sharply, "Where are you going?"

Hostages do not have personal freedom, and are almost equivalent to being imprisoned in a magic palace. Without the permission of the devil, they cannot go anywhere.

"Your majesty the demon king told me to go, I can't stay in this room anymore."

Shu Xingmi wanted to take advantage of this to go out for a stroll, but he was always bored in the same room and panicked.

The two pawns looked at the Demon Monarch questioningly, but the Demon Monarch didn't say a word, didn't express his position. At this moment, a light breeze blew across Shu Xingmi's face, his hair fluttering slightly, as warm as a spring breeze blowing against his face. There is also a sweet smell, like the smell of ripe fruit.

The expressions of the two pawns were a little awkward for a moment, and they quietly closed the door.

Shu Xingmi suddenly felt dizzy, his bones turned into mud, and a hot current ran through his lower abdomen. All the classic clips of pornographic novels, pornographic novels, and love action movies he had seen in his life all appeared in In his mind, he held on to the door with difficulty. Although he didn't want to admit it very much, this symptom was very likely to be aphrodisiac.

"Your Majesty, I feel so uncomfortable." Shu Xingmi was gasping for words.

The Demon Lord approached slowly, and smiled: "You have been caught in the wind."

"That... what is it?" Shu Xingmi slid slowly against the door, his legs were a little weak.

"There are lewd demons in the demon world. When they pass by, they will blow the wind. The demons are used to it, and they won't be caught. Only outsiders like you are the most prone to wind. By the way, they like blowing wind on the gods the most. gone."

"..." Shu Xingmi closed his eyes and frowned, swearing wildly in his heart.

Then, he was picked up by the devil and thrown onto the bed.

"Your Majesty, is this premeditated? Ah? Don't you know that the lewd|demon has entered the magic palace? Ah..."

There was burning pain in Shu Xingmi's body, as if being simmered, it was unbearable.

The devil turned a deaf ear to it.

"... Hurry up, give me the antidote!" Shu Xingmi was writhing on the bed, his shirt had been rubbed off by himself, his cheeks, neck and ears were all red, don't mention masturbation at this time, there is no need at all With strength, I absolutely can't do it by myself.

He urged the immortal technique to suppress the obscene fire in his body, but it was a pity that he used water to put out the fire, and the fire became more intense, so it had no effect.

"There is no antidote." The Demon Lord's voice was a little gloating: "If no one helps you to relieve it, you will always be in this state. After seven to forty-nine days, you will die because of the insatiable desire. The death is actually not ugly. The whole body is a light pink peach color, and the corpse is like a living person, and it will not rot within three years."

"Are there any birth control pills?"

What a fucking dog, without any warning, just like this.

Even though Shu Xingmi was beaten to death, he never thought that he would ask the devil for contraceptive pills one day.

"Yes, there are, but they are all for women. Men in the devil world can't get pregnant. I don't know if men take contraceptives."

"You...!" Shu Xingmi's voice was full of tears.

"What are you staring at me for? What I said is the truth." The Demon Lord smiled.

Shu Xingmi endured it by himself for half an hour. He really couldn't bear it anymore. If he endured it any longer, he might explode. He whispered, "Help me."

"I didn't hear you clearly, speak up."

"I beg Your Majesty to help me."

"What can you do for you?" Mo Jun's eyes were not disturbed.

"I beg your Majesty to sleep with me." Shu Xingmi had completely thrown away his shame.

"Then what do I need to do?" The Demon Lord caressed Shu Xingmi's face, his cold fingers covering his slightly scalded skin.

"Into my body..."

Shu Xingmi suspected that the function of speech was out of his control, and the words that came out of his mouth were definitely not his original intention.

His lacrimal glands were also out of control, and the torment in his body made his eyes red, his eyelashes stained with teardrops, and his eyes were blurred.

"You speak very well." The Demon Lord touched Shu Xingmi's forehead, and leaned close to his ear. Shu Xingmi's heart relaxed, as if a thirsty person finally hoped for the rain, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"However, I have to go up to deal with the important affairs of the devil world, so I don't have time."

The anticipation in Shu Xingmi's eyes gradually faded, and the flames in his body engulfed him all at once.

The Demon Lord got up and left.

"Damn it, are you still human?!" Shu Xingmi pointed at the window and cursed with all his might.

"I am a demon." The voice of the Demon Lord came from afar, with a smile in his words, very brisk.

Shu Xingmi didn't know how he spent these two hours.

He quietly waited on the bed for the return of the demon lord. Every moment was torture, and the time stretched infinitely like being pulled out of a thread.

The body couldn't move at all, as if there were tens of millions of ants desperately gnawing on it.

His eyes were half-opened, and his gaze was distracted.

When will the devil come?

I can't stand it anymore.

Really...

I don't know how long it took before he finally heard the sound of the door opening. He didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination. He raised his eyes and saw the Demon Lord walking in. This shouldn't be a hallucination...?

His eyes turned expectant again.

The devil sat beside the bed: "It seems that you have worked hard. For the sake of the peace of the devil world and heaven, I decided to help you get through this calamity."

"If you dare to vent inside, I'll kill you." Shu Xingmi's voice was already hoarse.

"You've already done that to me."