[Host, this is the Demon Cult, they are choosing a saint. 】
Xiao Huaxian told Jun Zishu all the crackling that she had just learned.
The practice of the demon saints is very special. Only people with special blood and roots can practice. Therefore, after the death of the previous saint, the demon will search for new ones.
The saints here are not the ones who will inherit the position of the leader of the demon cult. They are equivalent to the right arm of the leader. Generally speaking, they are the harem.
There is a very special kind of bug in the Demon Cult. The function of this bug is to find a girl with that kind of blood.
But not every girl with that kind of blood can practice that special technique. They must first pass the trial of Hongquan, which is what the gentleman's book is currently making.
[Host, you have to be prepared, because you just received the plot, there is something about the original body, she was in the original plot, and was caught here, but she has not survived this, and died. 】
Ok? I feel like nothing is happening.
Just after Jun Zishu finished speaking with Xiao Huaxian in his mind, he felt a sharp pain in his body.
My whole body was hurting, as if bones were shattered in pieces.
Jun Zi Shu saw someone next to him think about it, but he was brutally and abruptly pressed down by the guard.
The four-year-old girl cried loudly and was about to faint.
Jun Zi Shu bit his lip and pinched the edge of the barrel.
[Host, I have given you the highest authority that can avoid pain, and you have to carry the rest on your own. Would you like to talk to me and distract you? 】
Xiao Huaxian said anxiously, it has done its best effort, and now it can only look at it like this.
No thanks.
Jun Zi Shu closed his eyes, his fingertips turned white, what the hell was this, no wonder the man in the carriage would say that the previous batches were completely dead.
If she can't make it through, she probably won't escape.
The girls in the barrels were all shouting and screaming, only one was exceptionally quiet.
The guards watched cautiously, and could only judge whether she was alive or not by relying on the hand holding the edge of the wooden board.
One after another, those who did not raise interest rates were carried out, and in the end only Junzishu was left.
The red water dyed the hair with the smell of medicinal materials and blood. The hair of Junzishu became lumped from sweat, and his complexion was pale.
At the beginning, Junzishu could be controlled by the law of conservation of energy and Newton's theorem to make herself ignorant of physical pain, but then she could hardly think.
When did the first two worlds suffer from such a sin? This world is not only task-intensive and troublesome, but also suffers from it, but the rewards should also be very substantial.
This is the demon sect. If she becomes a demon saint, she will definitely have martial arts and follow Shen Zheyan's side, although she will be the opposite of Shen Zheyan.
The gentleman book concentrates, let himself think about other things, ignore the physical pain.
It’s a bit difficult to be the opposite of Shen Zheyan, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no choice. What Jun Zishu thinks is how she should break the CP. In fact, she really wants to dedicate herself to seduce Shen Zheyan, so she has absorbed the first two. The experience of the matter, as long as Shen Zheyan doesn't like those people, of course those people can't stick to her.
But their identities are opposites, and they always feel bad in love and killing each other.
【etc! Host! Have you forgotten that one of the female lord’s harem is the demon leader? 】
It makes sense.
Then it doesn't matter, let's fucking fall in love and kill each other, hehe.
When Jun Zishu felt no pain, he was already a little numb.
She stood up from the edge, her eyes blank.
A maid in gorgeous dress came in with things and wiped her clothes.
Then all the people in this temple knelt down and bowed together, except for the man standing in the lead.
"See Her Royal Highness."
"Do you have parents?"
"died."
Jun Zishu's eyes refocused, looking at the man who was talking to her.
"Are there other relatives in the family?"
"It's all dead."
"Very well, from now on, I will be your foster father."
The man curled his lips and stretched out his hand to her.
The gentleman put his hand up in silence, and followed his steps forward.
"Do you have a name?"
"Yanxi."
"Yanxi, Yanzi's Yan, rejoice?"
"Ok."
"My name is Qianyun, remember my name."
"Yes."
"Do you know what kind of place this is?"
Qian Yun took the book of gentleman and walked out of the hall and ascended a large number of steps. Looking down from this place, you can see the verdant forest and the people moving in it.
"have no idea."
"Welcome to Jianghu."
Qianyun's pleasant voice dissipated in the wind, and the wind was not soothing. It shook the robes of one big and the small one.
Eight years passed in a flash.
It’s actually quite comfortable to be a saint in the Demon Sect. After all, the Demon Sect is really rich. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is wealthy. The gentleman's book eats well, wears well and sleeps well, except for practicing exercises and finding work every day. , There is nothing else you can do.
Jun Zi Shu also has an unexpected harvest here, that is, Qian Xing, one of the harems where the heroine has not yet grown up.
Qianyun's son, the future leader of the demon cult.
Now he is not a man of evil charm and madness, but a little clingy boy.
"Yanxiyanxi."
There was a calling voice from not far away, and you knew whose voice it was.
Thinking of whoever will come, Jun Zi Shu rolled his eyes and turned on the tree with his toes, hiding his figure between the branches and leaves.
"Where are you hiding again? Are you just not waiting to see me?"
Qianxing saw the empty courtyard and stomped his feet.
Jun Zishu hugs his arms, there is no way, brother, every time you come to me, there is no good thing.
Qianxing rolled his eyes, took a big step back, and looked up again, and he saw a conspicuous red between the green leaves. He knew that it was the skirt of a girl.
"Yanxi, I see you, come out."
Jun Zi Shu did not go out, and stayed quietly.
Qianxing picked up a small pebble from the ground and bounced it in the direction of the leaves.
Jun Zi Shu dodged the stone slightly sideways, and the leaves he made shook for a while.
"Is it out?"
There was a smug on the boy's face, Jun Zishu made a grimace at him and jumped off the tree.
"Say if you have something to say, let it go if you have a fart, and leave when there is nothing wrong."
"I can't come to chat with you if I'm fine."
Qian Xing walked out with a smile, Jun Zi Shu raised his hand, and a hidden weapon flew out.
"Wow, you always hit me suddenly."
Qianxing dodged and saw a leaf pinned to the trunk behind him.
"Pretty, Yanxi, you have improved with this skill."
"So why are you here? I'll beat you even if you don't tell me."
Jun Zishu raised his hand to threaten, Qianxing immediately made a gesture of surrender.
"Talk about it, my dad is looking for you."
Qianxing looked at the girl in red under the tree, and explained clearly what he was coming from.
"Foster father looking for me? What's the matter?"
"I don't know, don't you know if you go?"
Jun Zishu shrugged and flew up to the eaves in twos or twos, and headed towards the place where the thousand clouds were.
Qianxing looked at the place where the girl's back disappeared, lowered his eyes and sighed.
"Foot-father, I'm here, what can you do with me?"
Jun Zishu put his arm around Qian Yun's arm, and was squeezed by Qian Yun's nose.
"This time I'm going to send you out to do something big."
"Let's listen, what's the big deal? It's not fun, don't go."
Jun Zishu let go of his hand holding Qian Yun, jumped up to him, and said while curling his braids.
"Little ghost, I want to play all day long."
"Huh, let's talk about your foster father."
"I want you to get something I want."
"Hey, it turns out that I was going to run errands for you."
"That thing is not mine, have you heard of the Tianling sent?"
"The book you gave me recorded that it was a hermit sect. What's wrong?"
The gentleman's face remained unchanged, and he asked with doubts on his face.
Tianling School, Shen Zheyan's school.
Recently, Shen Zheyan has already made a name for himself in the arena, and Jun Zishu is just a little surprised. Qian Yun is actually hitting the idea of the Heavenly Spirit School.
"I want their martial art."
"Huh? Why does the foster father want their practice? Isn't our practice better?"
"Take it back and place it for a look, can't it be stored for collection?"
Qian Yun raised his chin, even though his temples were white, he still had the appearance of a young man.
"You can, but how do I get it, I don't know where their school is?"
"They have come out to experience a disciple, you go get close to her and get her things."
"You mean to let me lie? But what if I can't get it?"
Jun Zishu feels a little helpless, she doesn't want to go the road of falling in love and killing each other, but no one wants to force her to go.
"It doesn't matter if you can't get it. You should just go out and play around to see what the rivers and lakes outside are like. You must always pay attention to it. Safety."
"Wow! Foster father, you let me go out to play!"
Jun Zi Shu was so excited to clean up, and he could run out the next moment he was excited.
"Are you listening to me seriously, you know who we are..."
"Know that, I, the demon girl, everyone shouts and beats, the foster father, I will be careful, and I will not reveal my identity as a last resort. If it is exposed, I will slip away."
Jun Zi Shu pointed to himself, grinning.
"Hippie smiley, not serious."
Qian Yun had a headache and he didn't know if the decision she made was correct. She always felt that she would cause a lot of trouble for herself when she went out.
"Foster father, tell me who I am going to, I can set off today."
"Tian Ling Yijian, Shen Zheyan, I heard that she only uses one sword to kill."