Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

5-22

In the Demon Palace, a warm bed made of Sunburn Stone was placed in the center of the main hall, surrounded by several fire-attribute magic circles, even if the chief executive of the Demon Realm walked into the palace, he would suffer from anxiety.

Mozun strode into the hall, lifted several layers of gauze curtains, and sat down beside the dark stone bed.

In the middle of the stone bed lay a beautiful young man in white clothes, with a delicately carved face and red lips as delicate as roses, but at this moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was too cold to bear.

His thick and dark eyelashes were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, completely unaffected by the scorching breath in the temple.

The man held that wrist, his palm was icy cold, the temperature was actually colder than his body, and he slowly guided the Nether Qi into his body.

Suddenly, the slender wrist swung his hand away and turned his face to the inside, preventing him from looking at himself.

Mozun looked at him silently, a trace of pain suddenly flashed across Gujing Wubo's purple pupils.

"Xiao Yu'er, be good." The man said seriously.

Shen Mian muffled: "I don't want you to worry about it."

Mozun knew that he lost his temper because he was afraid of getting hurt, so he felt soft in his heart.

He patiently turned the boy's fair face to himself, and said solemnly: "If you don't channel the Ming Qi, you won't be able to stand the cold air."

Shen Mian ignored it, but asked, "When does Your Majesty plan to leave the Demon Realm?"

The Demon Lord paused, and said, "Tonight."

Xiao Yu'er's situation could not be delayed any longer, he had to get rid of those troubles before he could heal him with peace of mind.

Even if the price is that he may fall into a permanent sleep.

After finishing speaking, the man immediately said: "This deity will come back as soon as possible, Xiao Yuer, don't worry."

Shen Mian closed her eyes, and said helplessly, "How can I not be worried? Since you are leaving tonight, I can't aggravate your injury, you can go, don't worry about me, I will find a way to suppress this damn Ming Qi, I won't die until you come back."

Mozun said: "What can you do?"

Seeing his serious face, Shen Mian couldn't help smiling, and said, "Anyway, I have my own way, don't be distracted by me, you know?"

Mozun frowned, and said: "Among the Three Realms, only the human race likes to lie the most."

"..."

Shen Mian sat up with difficulty, his hands and feet were frozen stiff, his jade-like fingertips caressed between the man's brows, smoothing away the wrinkles.

He said seriously: "I like to deceive people very much, but whoever I deceive, I will never deceive my lord, because Xiao Yu'er likes my lord the most."

After saying that, he gently parted his lips, revealing a very sincere smile.

Mozun stared at him steadfastly, suddenly took the slender body into his arms, and kissed Shen Mian's icy cheeks, nose tip, and lips.

He said: "Definitely, wait for the deity to come back."

Shen Mian replied: "Of course, I will wait for you, but your lord should come to me earlier, because I am very impatient and don't like waiting for others."

Mozun's eyes were soft.

After the man left, Shen Mian looked at the veil above her head and asked, "How long can I live in this situation?"

The system did the math and said: [Less than half a month. 】

Half a month, it took more than a month for the first battle in the Demon Realm, and now Ji Changli is not the same Ji Changli as before, nor is the Mozun the same, half a month is far from enough.

Shen Mian was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Is there any props to prolong life in the mall, this world is a high-level plane, there must be some panacea."

The system said: [The most powerful demon in this plane can't withstand the invasion of the dark energy, how can there be any props that can resist it. 】

"..."

What do you want.

The system also seemed to realize that this kind of statement affected morale, so it added in a low voice: [However, if the immortal emperor is willing to spend a few percent of his divine power on the host, he can also temporarily resist the dark energy and prolong his lifespan. 】

Shen Mian silently rolled her eyes.

His Majesty the Immortal Emperor sent him here to deal with Mozun, how could he help Mozun save him, unless his personality split.

Wait... Isn't that His Majesty a split personality?

So he was convinced by himself.

Although it is risky, it is a solution anyway.

Shen Mian counted the balance in his small treasury. He completed the missions of the four worlds, plus an urgent mission to save the Honkai plane. All wages and bonuses add up to eight figures.

If he can bring it back to the real world, it will be a fortune.

But if it is converted into V coins, two zeros must be crossed out.

Not even as high as the total amount tipped by the audience.

But, no matter how much money you earn, what's the point of spending it, Shen Mian gritted her teeth and clicked the [Exchange] button on the screen.

The repeated confirmation of the system pops up in front of you: Does the host confirm to convert all income into V coins?

Shen Mian: "..."

MMP.

The psychological construction that had just been completed suddenly collapsed.

Is it easy for him to work hard and work hard to earn some money?Once back to before liberation.

well.

Shen Mian took a deep breath, clicked the [Confirm] button on the light screen, and then he watched his salary balance become 0.

At this moment, Shen Mian wanted to die.

With a blank face, he used all his belongings to buy an item from the system mall, which was a god-level teleportation circle.A prop that does not belong to this world, but belongs to another high-level plane.

In fact, it does not comply with the regulations.

But the system didn't dare to speak.Because the current state of the host is very unstable, if it is stimulated again, there is no guarantee that it will die with it.

The god-level teleportation array is on another plane, and only the highest-level spiritual array masters can draw and manipulate it. The process of setting up the array is very complicated, but it is very simple to use. As long as you have the spiritual power and breath of the tracker, you can Teleports the user to the appropriate location.

Shen Mian drew out the last ray of divine brilliance left by the Immortal Emperor in his body, and attached it to the eyes of the formation.

There was a slow start sound from the mottled and heavy golden magic circle.

Losing his divine brilliance, the dark energy in Shen Mian's body was no longer under control, and began to erode his vitality unscrupulously. Fortunately, he has entered the distraction period, and his vitality is still full, so there is no danger of his life for the time being.

He looked at the instruction manual, gathered his vitality with his fingers, and drew a few sigils in the void.

"Buzz—" the formation was officially launched.

Shen Mian lightly closed her eyes, waiting for the formation to send him to find the master of Shenhui.

***

This is an illusion created by the Immortal Emperor with divine power. It is used for recuperating the soul. No one has ever broken into this place.

Shen Mian looked at the majestic and indifferent face of the man in front of her, gently pulled her lower lip, and said, "Tianzuo, I'm back to look for you again, you are pleasantly surprised."

Emperor Qitian sat in the upper seat, looking down at him, no emotion could be seen in his eyes.

"It's indeed a surprise. It's just that I don't understand how you found it."

The man's voice was as indifferent and majestic as before, without any likes or dislikes, purely declarative sentences.

Shen Mian panted lowly, the cold air in his body invaded, he couldn't hold on for too long, he dragged his frivolous and stiff steps, and walked slowly towards the god who was shrouded in white radiance.

"I am, it doesn't matter how I found it." He said intermittently.

"I, I came to the throne to ask for something."

Standing in the radiance, the god is tall and tall, with a solemn and solemn appearance, sacred and not to be offended. It is the face Shen Mian is most familiar with, and belongs to the appearance of the Demon Lord, and his body is as tall and stalwart as the Demon Lord.

Shen Mian couldn't help laughing lightly.

The god shook his head slightly because of that innocent smile, and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Shen Mian had already stepped up the steps and stood under the seat of God. He looked up at the seat of Emperor Qitian, but his eyes were without respect, as if he was just looking at someone who was equal to him.His arrogance made him dare to despise even the gods.

But Emperor Qitian didn't get angry, he looked at this small but proud human race quietly.

Shen Mian raised his hand, feeling the warmth of Shenhui with his fingertips, closed his eyes, and said in a slow but extremely powerful voice, "I want to practice double cultivation with you."

Emperor Qitian frowned.

He frowned, not because of Shen Mian's six words, but because of the sudden fluctuation in his heart when he heard these six words.

Shen Mian said: "As you can see, I'm almost frozen into an ice sculpture. In order to live a few more days, I need your divine splendor and embrace to warm me and shine on me."

While speaking, he had already taken off the black brocade robe embroidered with Bianhua flowers, and the gold-embroidered pattern was dotted on the hem of the robe, which looked extraordinarily heavy and textured.

Shen Mian took off her underwear by herself, his movements were neither fast nor slow, but in the eyes of Emperor Qitian, it was undoubtedly a kind of bewitchment.

This human race is very good at using this skin.Emperor Qitian thought calmly.

His mind is calm, but his heart is not.

Not long ago, his heart ached for this human race, although it was not his pain, but the demon's pain.

Not long ago, he also fell into confusion because of this human race, worrying about gains and losses. That was not his feeling, it was Ji Changli's feeling.

His half-soul, his divine body, are deeply in love with this human race.No one knows better than him, even the human race doesn't know how much those two people love him.

Emperor Qitian has always distinguished himself, Ji Changli, and Mozun very clearly, and he disdains to have a common past and common feelings with Mozun.

But at this moment, he realized that he was not an independent individual, because the emotions of those two people had seriously affected his judgment, his emotions, and even his emotions.

He was fascinated by this naked teenager.

The young man climbed onto his shoulder, his white and smooth skin was almost transparent, and his hand touched it unconsciously.

This young man was too petite, he leaned in his arms, as if he should be here, like the chest of the greatest god in the world, he should be leaned on, so righteous and confident, it made people reluctant to expel him.

His body was as cold as a piece of ice, cold from the inside out, like a doll carved from cold jade, too delicate and too cold.

Emperor Qitian was silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand to embrace him in his arms, wrapping him with divine brilliance.

Shen Mian was not surprised.

He knows that he will love him.Because he is the Immortal Emperor, Demon Lord and Ji Changli at the same time, so he will definitely be attracted to him, and then love him.

This body is exactly the same as the demon's divine body, the only difference is that it is not as cold as the demon's divine body, but it is another kind of refreshing coolness that can drive away the coldness in Shen Mian's body.

Shen Mian untied the man's jade-white belt, where it was as terrifying and ferocious as the Demon Lord, he tried to please this seemingly lustless god with his frozen hands, but failed in the end.

Shen Mian hesitated for a while, but finally bent down and licked it with the warm tip of her tongue.

There was a sudden sound of inhalation from above, Shen Mian saw that it had improved, so she tried to cover it with her mouth, but she could only hold a little bit, and was annoyed when she was suddenly picked up by the man and pressed under her body.

"What are you doing?"

Emperor Qitian breathed heavily, his eyes were no longer cold and emotionless, he was like a cornered beast, his tone was inexplicably angry.

Shen Mian said innocently: "Makes you happy."

"This seat is not happy."

Shen Mian snorted lightly, glanced down, and said, "That's not what it said there."

Emperor Qitian didn't even expect that he would have such a big reaction, he just felt wrong, this proud young man shouldn't do such a thing, he actually felt distressed.

These were not Mozun's emotions, nor Ji Changli's emotions, but his own.

He reiterated again: "This kind of thing is not allowed, no matter to anyone."

Shen Mian chuckled, and said in her heart that you think I am willing?If it weren't for this plane of cultivating immortals and you are a soul body, I wouldn't do this kind of thing.

However, he nodded honestly on his face.

"I see, I have never done it for others, you are the first."

Emperor Qitian looked much better.

Putting his palm on Shen Mian's back, he slowly poured divine radiance into his body, the raging dark energy was temporarily suppressed, and the body in his arms finally warmed up.

Nether Qi is made from the coldest and most corrosive dead Qi after tens of thousands of years of refining, so I am afraid of the purest and cleanest divine power, but the amount of Nether Qi in Shenmian's body is too large, and it is endless, so It can only be temporarily suppressed, but it cannot be completely eradicated.

"Let's go back."

Emperor Qitian placed him on the divine throne, turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Mian grabbed his sleeve, smiled and said, "I can't go back, I can only come here, but I can't go back."

Emperor Qitian was taken aback.

"You have great powers, why can't you do anything?"

Shen Mian said: "Unfortunately, this time there is really no other way, I have used up all the cards, how many days can the divine brilliance of the emperor support me? Ten days? Fifteen days? If the emperor has the heart to watch one Innocent people die here, just leave."

Emperor Qitian said: "How innocent are you?"

Shen Mian raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why are you not innocent? Have I stolen or robbed something? Have I killed someone? If you want to tell me about Ji Changli Luoya, I didn't do it , Emperor Zuo, you should know best. I have been here for more than two years, and besides being bullied, who is innocent?"

The man looked at him and said, "Maybe you have never stolen, robbed, or killed anyone, but you have deceived many people, Ji Changli, that devil, Shen Jun, they all treat you well and are willing to do it for you." Death, have you ever cared about it?"

The corner of Shen Mian's lips curled up, and said: "In the eyes of Emperor Zuo, I seem to always be a treacherous, cunning, heartless little liar."

Qitian Dizuo said: "The Demon Venerable left the Demon Realm on his front foot, and you came to find me on the back foot. Then you tell me who you are."

Shen Mian couldn't help laughing out loud, probably never heard such a pertinent evaluation, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, what you said is not bad, I am indeed, that kind of person."

Emperor Qitian frowned unobtrusively.

Shen Mian lowered her eyelashes, and said with a soft smile: "As soon as he left, I threw myself into your arms to save my life. Who else am I, but what is the Emperor afraid of? Why don't you look at me? Don't touch me, and leave in a hurry? Are you afraid, knowing my true nature, but still can't help falling in love with me, a liar?"

"Nonsense." The man scolded in a deep voice.

Shen Mian still walked towards him, hugged the man's waist tightly from behind, and said with a provocative low smile: "You are the only god in the world and the patron saint of this continent, why should you be afraid of just me?"

Qitian Dizuo's face was still calm, indifferent and majestic, but he knew very well that his heart was just as the little liar said.

He didn't dare to look at him, and he didn't dare to touch him. He was afraid of him, afraid of him alone.