"Xianmen respects the teacher, and will never allow the combination of the apprentice and the master. I want to be with the master, but I am afraid of causing trouble to the master."
Simply change your identity to love you.
But whether I am a fairy or a demon, the heart that loves you will never change.
Qi Yu spread out his palm, conjured a bowl out of thin air, and pierced his heart with a small dagger without any scruples.
Blood dripped out and flowed into the golden bowl.
[What is he trying to do? Masochistic?]
[Hey your blood]
Otherwise, why would the host's body be so well protected.
That is the blood of the Demon Lord, and a drop can make the Demon Cultivators flock to it, let alone a big bowl.
This villain... really doesn't take his own life seriously.
Taking heart blood every day, even the body of the demon king can't consume it.
[Hey, this painstaking effort seems to be useful, host, you don't need to be supervised by Heavenly Dao]
Situ had a puzzled face.
[The heart and soul fed to you by the villain will gradually improve your physique, and you will truly become a person in this world]
The last sentence surprised Si Tu.
[So apart from birth, old age, sickness and death, I have no right to take you out of this world]
So, are you happy or irritated
[The host's resurrection armor can be used now]
Putting the rim of the golden bowl against his red lips, Qi Yu put his heart's blood in his mouth, leaned over, and pressed his lips against each other.
The blood stained the corners of Qi Yu's mouth red, but he was still greedy for the softness of her lips, unwilling to leave.
Trembling fingertips caressed Si Tu's injured chest, Qi Yu looked sad.
He spends his heart and soul every day in order to be able to experience the pain she endured that day.
Si Tu, who exists in a spirit state, called him a good guy.
Punish yourself with pain, most people really can't do such a thing.
[Do you think it is suitable for me to use now?]
Seeing Qi Yu still kissing his own body, Si Tu inexplicably shuddered.
[Then let’s wait]
It is afraid of scaring the villain out of its psychological shadow.
Back in the main hall, Qi Yu took out the brilliance like a dream staff, stimulated the spiritual power, and the bell on it rang continuously.
The Red Devil on the side couldn't help persuading,
"Your Majesty's frequent dreams are harmful to the body but not beneficial."
The dream stick can create the most beautiful dream in the world, but it can do great damage to the spiritual power of the dreamer.
"There is her in the dream, she is alive."
Qi Yu blinked his eyes lightly, his tall figure looked lonely and lonely in this empty hall.
Hearing this, the Red Devil stopped trying to persuade him, and left the hall with a sigh.
It is rumored that the new His Royal Highness Demon Lord is decisive in killing and ruthless in his attacks. He is a rare talent in the Demon World for nearly a thousand years.
In the words of their Mozu people, there is no woman in their hearts, and they are naturally gods with their swords drawn.
But the Red Devil smiled and shook his head, what kind of decision to kill, it's obviously just love!
Every day, I don't care about anything, I only know to run into the ice room, seeing his ghost's decision to kill.
"By the way, the Southwest Demon Race is in turmoil, you go and solve it."
Just as Qi Yu was about to fall asleep, he remembered what had happened.
"Okay, Your Highness, the Red Devil will definitely die."
The Red Devil's face was full of flattery, and he bowed his waist in great respect.
Ask him why he has changed so much
Who doesn't know the glorious deeds of the Mozun beheading a family with a single sword, that scene, tsk tsk, his calves tremble when he thinks about it.
But how did Mozun know that there would be a rebellion in the southwest
Well, it must be that the demon master is as powerful as a god.
The golden yarn is flying, and the falling jade beads are tinkling, which sounds very crisp and sweet.
On the three-meter-long cloud couch, Qi Yu closed his eyes tightly, letting himself sleep in a dream.
Master..., it's great to see you again.
In the ice room, Si Tu just woke up and couldn't help shivering.
This place is too cold, even the hands and feet are stiff.
[Fake corpse, stiffness is normal, the host will just get used to it in the future]
The system has a face full of indifference, but you can't get used to cheating.
[And next time?]
Si Tu didn't want to experience the pain of cutting out his heart a second time.
Ah... , this is hard to say.
Knowing the location of Qi Yu from the system, Si Tu avoided the patrolling guards and walked all the way to the main hall.
"Hey, did you smell a fairy air just now?"
"What kind of immortal energy, it's obviously demonic energy, and it smells quite like His Majesty's."
The guard Blue Devil sniffed the smell in the air, well, it really looks like it.
Si Tu heard the conversation between the two demons, but he didn't think too much about it, probably because he just picked up his scent in the ice room.
Pushing open the door, twelve Suzaku glass fireworks were quietly burning, and the whole hall was extraordinarily silent.
Except for that clear and shallow breathing sound on the couch.
Layers of golden gauze wind and fly, like falling into clouds, mountains and seas.
The man's black hair is scattered on the jade pillow, his sword eyebrows are horizontal, and there is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
What is this dream, so happy
Si Tu leaned over and touched the top of his soft hair with his fingertips.
Well, it's been a long time since I touched it, this hair is a bit hard.
Si Tu looked up and saw the Rumeng stick placed in front of the couch, isn't this Qinghui's magic weapon
[Oh, the villain snatched it from me]
[Why is he grabbing this thing? He can neither fight nor heal his wounds. It's very tasteless]
If Qinghui heard Si Tu's words, he would probably be pissed right out of the coffin.
[Dream, there is everything in the dream, but if it is used frequently, it will cause damage to the body]
What the villain is using this thing for, the system can figure it out with its toes.
However, his own host seemed to know nothing.
[That won't work, I have to wake him up]
But just as the system was about to stop it, it saw its own host directly shaking him up.
Yes, it was rudely shaken.
No, at least you should be more gentle and weak.
Si Tu tugged at Qi Yu's sleeve, seeing that he didn't respond, poked his cheek again.
"Ah Yu? Wake up."
Si Tu tentatively called a few times, and Qi Yu's eyelids moved.
In the past, when he fell asleep, no monster dared to disturb him like this. Today, did he come to seek death
The red eyes suddenly opened, and the hostility arose in clusters.
Qi Yu turned over quickly, grasped the delicate neck of the person in front of him with his palm, and then turned over and pressed the person under him.
"Say! Who sent you here."
There is turmoil in the Southwest, and it is hard to guarantee that no one will move their minds that should not be moved.
Breathing slightly suffocated, Si Tu activated the spiritual power in his dantian, trying to shake this guy away.
But suddenly he realized that his dantian didn't have any spiritual power, as if it was blocked by something.
"Ah, Ah Yu..."
Si Tupa grabbed Qi Yu's wrist, trying to wake him up.
She gave her such a big surprise just after waking up, and the system came out and was beaten.
[I almost reminded the host not to wake up the person sleeping in the staff like a dream]
going crazy.
Situ: ...
A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Qi Yu lost his mind for a moment.
Just now... it was Master's voice.
But isn't he already awake
Qi Yu was suddenly pushed away, but he still didn't react, and stared blankly at the person in front of him.
"Master, Master..."
The voice was so trembling that Si Tu almost couldn't recognize his voice.
"What's the matter, do you still want to commit the same crime?"
Touching the neck that was grabbed by him just now, Si Tu gasped in pain.
This bastard is really deadly.
(end of this chapter)