Xiaobai's mother is at the level of a demon general, and her strength is not weak at birth. And Jing Wu fed him meticulously, and his strength almost surpassed the magic general under him.
Jing Wu has no plans to keep him as a pet, and often asks the demon general to take Xiaobai out to hunt. Except for showing a cute and coquettish gesture in front of Jingwu and Shuanghua, Xiaobai is an evil god in the hearts of all the demons.
After being quiet for a while, Jing Wu went to listen to He Qiu's news again. He heard that he had been paying attention to the other party's report from the devil, and the four of them got together again.
Zi Ming was injured and left, and He Qiu was thinking about how to bring the other two people who were left in the magic hall. But before he could look for it, Pu Yanglin found it by himself.
When the two were intimate, Pu Yanglin used tricks to impress He Qiu. As for why Zi Ming didn't find out, it's only because the two signed a contract.
Both Pu Yanglin and He Qiu belong to the human race, and there are countless methods of cultivation, and there are always some secret methods that can prevent the detection of existences with advanced cultivation bases.
What surprised Jing Wu was that Pu Yanglin joined forces with Bai Ye to kill the seriously injured Zi Ming. And He Qiu thought that the other party left on his own, and was very sad for a while.
That's not all. Bai Ye discovered the traces of over-harvesting on He Qiu's body, and wanted to help He Qiu restore his body.
Ziming was injured and wanted to recover as soon as possible, so he did it to He Qiu more often. He Qiu thought that the other party loved him, but in reality it was only because of his injury.
The treasure of the demon world can cultivate human essence, and it is an important magic weapon related to the demon clan. Bai Ye went back to the demon world, and wanted to take it back to He Qiu without telling the demon king. He knew that the demon king would definitely not agree, so he came up with this idea.
Bai Ye's cultivation base was not high, and the demon king stared closely, and soon discovered the other party's intentions. Disappointed, the demon king directly abolished his blood of the demon clan, and threw Bai Ye out of the demon world.
The Yaozu Supreme Treasure is not only for the small purpose of cultivating people's essence, but more importantly, it acts as the core of the Yaozu's formation. If Bai Ye really stole it, the Yaozu would be exposed to the rest of the world and lose an important barrier.
The demon king has always been dissatisfied with this innocent son, thinking that the other party is the only child of his deceased partner, and has always implied expectations. However, Bai Ye's actions this time completely angered the Demon King and severed relations with him.
He is Bai Ye's father, and even the king of the monster clan. The future of Yaozu is in his hands, and this responsibility is even more important than family affection.
Bai Ye returned in embarrassment, and Pu Yanglin was not a simple-minded person. He tried to get rid of Bai Ye in the same way, but was rescued by someone who secretly protected him.
Although the Demon King said he had severed ties with him, after all Bai Ye had his own blood flowing through him. After the anger passed, he still ordered someone to secretly protect the other party.
After rescuing the man, after listening to the little demon's return, he finally sighed, and threw Bai Ye in a corner of the demon clan, ordering his subordinates to inform the other party of He Qiu's abandonment of him, and stopped the other party's desire to go out of bounds. thought.
I heard that after a thousand years, the Demon King finally decided to choose a queen.
And He Qiu and Pu Yanglin were safe without Zi Ming by their side.
Pu Yanglin returned to the mortal world, wanting to inherit the throne again, but was blocked by the already solid present, leaving the two of them in a corner.
Pu Yanglin's cultivation had been crippled by the accompanying demons as early as when he was cheating on Bai Ye.
Pu Yanglin couldn't bear such a gap after trying the taste of cultivation and suddenly becoming a useless person. However, He Qiu, who possesses modern abilities, has been repeatedly frustrated for some reason. Gradually, the disputes between the two became more and more, and they finally separated.
He Qiu's troubles were naturally caused by You Jingwu's manipulations.
*****
"Why do you pay so much attention to that mortal?" Shuanghua is not familiar with the name He Qiu, but she hears news of Jingwu scouting for him many times when she is beside Jingwu.
Jing Wu glared at him, "If I hadn't appeared, maybe you would have become one of his harem."
Shuanghua shook his head, "Impossible."
"Do you still remember that you once told me that the other party was weird?"
Shuanghua searched in his mind for a long time before he remembered what he said once.
He said that at the beginning, because he was worried that Jing Wu would be confused by him, so why did he blame him
Shuanghua laughed, "But I'm not confused by it."
"Are you so sure that if you didn't meet me, you would really have no idea?"
"nature."
"Then what if I don't show up all the time? What if there is no one like me?"
Shuanghua lowered her eyes, "Don't say such things."
Jing Wu suddenly wanted to know, if those past worlds did not have him, would they really develop according to the plot.
He doesn't really mind. In the plot, every time he hears how a man stays with another person, he has a desire to destroy.
His things, unless he doesn't want them, will never allow others to get their hands on them.
The same goes for people.
At this moment, Jing Wu's eyes, which seldom show emotion, are full of strong possessive desire. The more so, the more charming his smile was.
Jing Wu raised his hand and gently wrapped his arms around the man's neck, laying on his shoulder, and said in a tender tone, "If you fall in love with someone else, I will... kill you."
It was clearly an affectionate murmur between lovers, but the words uttered were extremely ruthless.
Shuanghua's eyes were deep, and he couldn't see any emotion. The emotions floating around him showed his excitement, "Okay."
After a while, he said again, "If that happens, I will kill myself first." I will get rid of everything that makes you unhappy, including myself.
As soon as the oppressive atmosphere was relaxed, Jing Wu returned to that casual look, as if he had forgotten what he just said.
"Xianjun hasn't said anything yet, what would you do without me?"
"Without you, where would I be?"
Without you, where did I come from
Jing Wu rolled these words back and forth on the tip of his tongue, and really laughed.
It turned out that he was the one who made a fool of himself.
The atmosphere in the demon palace is peaceful, but the sky in the demon world has changed.
Ever since the position of Demon Lord Ziming was abolished and the four-legged image was destroyed, not only the outside world has gradually become coveted about the demon world, but also all the demon masters in the demon world have secretly moved a lot.
After all, Shuanghua is an immortal, not a demon. After staying in the demon world for a long time, the immortal energy gradually dissipated, and he tended to become weak.
However, this is not a big problem for daily life.
…
"You think I'm stupid?"
"No, no." Jing Wu begged for mercy, "Can't I be wrong, Xianjun?"
"No," Shuanghua shook his head resolutely, "Today, Jingwu must know if I'm sick or not."
Jingwu: ...
He rolled his eyes, and was completely bewildered.
…
On this day, one of the two was painting, and the other was resting on the bed with half-closed eyes. Suddenly, Shuanghua paused, the tip of the pen froze, and the thick ink fell, easily destroying the portrait that had been drawn for half a day.
Jing Wu seemed to feel something, "It's a pity."
Shuanghua showed a look of pity, "It's nothing, I will draw again in the future."
Yaomoxian has a long lifespan, and will not only focus on cultivation, but will always have some private fun. Shuanghua loves Danqing, drinking tea and playing chess, which can be said to be quite lofty hobbies.
After all, most people in the fairy world are good at wine, but Shuanghua doesn't drink at all.
Jing Wu didn't say anything more, it wouldn't be trivial matters that could arouse Shuanghua's mind, Shuanghua would always tell him.
Sure enough, after a while, Shuanghua put down his pen, looked at Jingwu, "My father called me back."
Jing Wu raised his eyelids, but said without hesitation, "Then you can go back."
Shuanghua showed a rare look of hesitation.
"Since you can care about it, you can solve it."
"Emperor is injured, I have to visit." Shuanghua did not doubt the real situation of Emperor Tian's injury, but it was his father, and he didn't want to think so.
"Yes," Jing Wu replied, "it should."
"You wait for me." Shuanghua had a thousand words in her heart, but in the end she only uttered three words.
"That's natural. If you don't come back, even if you snatch it, I will snatch it back."
Shuanghua smiled, and took something from his body, "Think about people when you see things."
Jing Wu had a half-smile, "Isn't it you who think so... thinking about others when you see things?"
Shuanghua said calmly, "It's me."
*****
after three months.
The atmosphere in the Mianjing Hall was condensed, and the head of the hall had a bewitching look, reclining on the seat, luxurious and lazy. Beauty and grace should be the image of magnificence, but all the demon attendants in the palace raised their brows and held their breath, dripping with cold sweat, showing a cautious and cautious attitude.
The silence in the hall was terrible, and the heavy coercion was like an invisible hand, grabbing the hearts of the demons. During this period of time, almost every day in the hall was like this.
The person in the lead is Jing Wu, I saw his face was cold and serious, and most of his gorgeous color was washed away, like a cold plum blossom in full bloom, with a cold and arrogant look.
Jing Wu tapped the table with the index finger of his left hand, and the sound of "da da da" echoed back and forth in the hall. Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, Jing Wu got up and said, "Today, this deity is going to bring your mistress back."
The demon general was stunned, but he showed joy for a moment, and said firmly, "Yes."
Immortal World Hall.
"Report! Heavenly Emperor, that Demon Venerable Realm has overflowed the Demon Realm, and is coming to my fairy world?"
The Emperor of Heaven sneered, "Jing Wu dares to come, I will let him go and never return."
The friction between the immortal and the devil increased, but the injury of the immortal emperor was fake, just to lure Shuanghua back to the immortal world. Shuanghua's strength is not as good as that of the Emperor of Heaven, and he spent many days in the devil world, which was even worse, so he was trapped in his bedroom by the Emperor of Heaven with the magic of immortality.
This time, he really complied with his saying of seeing things and thinking about others. The Heavenly Emperor not only locked him up, but also sealed the immortal energy in him.
In front of the gate of the fairy world, a group of demon soldiers and generals with soaring demonic aura stood densely, and the leader was Jing Wu.
The immortal soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other in dismay, and together with the immortal generals who had heard the news, they looked at Jing Wu warily.
After Jing Wu came here, he didn't take a step forward, turning a blind eye to the immortal soldiers and generals in front of him. He looked far away, but it was the direction where the Emperor of Heaven was.
Shuanghua didn't sit still in the hall, but tried his best to think of a way to escape. At this moment, hearing that Jing Wu has actually entered the fairyland, he has already made a decision in his heart.
He didn't have to wait for Jingwu to come to do this, but once he started, there was no way out. The end of the ceremony was when he was at his weakest. At that time, whether Shuanghua would be able to escape from the fairy world is still unknown.
The author has something to say: I am really not suitable for writing ancient dramas. . . .