Who is Xie Ziyou
The most unpredictable and moody among the elders of Shifeng, he doesn't like magical artifacts, and he doesn't like women's sex. He nests in Liufeng's demon garden all day long, tossing those poor little demons.
The soil around the demon garden is all deep dark red. Every day, bloody little demons are dragged away from there and thrown into the back mountain. The soil layer is infiltrated by blood and then cleaned. After cleaning, it infiltrates again, and so on. Going back and forth, the path in front of the demon garden is a layer of depression than other parts, looking from a distance like a ditch with dark blood surging.
There are rumors in the peak that Xie Ziyou has to swallow ten demon pills raw every day to maintain his extremely fast cultivation speed.
It is also said that Xie Ziyou likes to skin the monsters alive, listen to their howls, and then cut off the limbs of the little monsters, wait for the blood to dry, and hang them on the branches to weather them as a collection.
Rumors and rumors have always been three people become tigers, and Xie Ziyou has never defended himself after time travel, and the original owner is indeed ruthless in this matter, and everyone thinks it is the truth.
The servant is afraid of his master's cruelty, and has always been cautious, for fear that if he makes a wrong move, he will be ordered to be dragged away and skinned.
But just now, he accidentally knocked over the fruit plate because... he was too shocked.
The servant remembered that Xie Ziyou went to the Demon Garden excitedly, so he opened the door and entered the house without announcing it.
But never expected that Xie Ziyou's house... was actually someone.
And he is a handsome man!
Still a naked man.
It's even more... a monster.
The servant knelt down on the ground and kowtowed in a hurry, but the scene that he had just caught a glimpse of just now kept appearing in front of his eyes. The extremely shocking picture lingered in his mind.
The boy of Banguo is tall and slender, with his back facing the gate, and his back is stretched out with smooth lines and arcs. The sunlight is divided into small mottled pieces by the window lattice, like a large piece of fine starburst, dotted on it.
When he turned around, he revealed his handsome facial features, his sword eyebrows were slanted, and his eyes were slightly surprised. The sunlight came in from the window sill, swept across his straight nose, and fell on his smooth cheeks, covering his face with a layer of softness. Light.
The muscle outline of the lower abdomen is not obvious, but you can faintly feel the strong explosive power. There is only a piece of light-colored satin around the waist, and the slender legs extend from under the silk. The skin is a heroic wheat color... There are strands of thin Long scars.
Those were the scars left by Xie Heng when he suffered a thunder disaster. Now the old scabs have faded, and the new flesh has a slightly tender skin color, like fine lines, criss-crossing on the back and chest, very much like... welt marks.
The servant's heart bleeds.
I didn't expect the Sixth Elder to have such a special habit... No, no, he has been kept under wraps so that no one knows about it, and everyone who knew must have been silently silenced!
Oops, doomed!
He was so frightened that a shudder ran down his spine.
Prostrate on the ground, kowtow again and again, clenched teeth, a fishy smell faintly gushed out of his mouth.
A series of footsteps gradually came to my ears, together with the slight sound of rubbing, like brocade cloth being dragged across the ground... That's right, that boy has a sexy snake tail.
Obviously trembling with fear, the little servant couldn't help but diverge his thoughts. Subconsciously, he thought, Elder Xie really knows how to play. Such a monster is probably more powerful than those delicate and charming people, but the monster in front of him is obviously wild, and the elder is not afraid of it. Backlashed
At this time, he heard a gentle voice above his head: "It's okay, get up, you... the elder won't blame you."
The servant trembled slightly, lowering his head even lower.
The elders will not blame... Did you make a mistake, what did you say
You are just a monster that cannot protect itself!
Think about those bloody little demons that were dragged out of the demon garden before... Yes, the elder likes skinning, it must be to cover up his hobby, and he doesn't want people to see the traces left by the monsters!
Thinking that he understood everything, the servant became more and more terrified, and felt a little pity for Xie Heng in front of him.
It's a pity that such a handsome person... will be skinned soon.
How could Xie Heng know what this person was thinking, he was just a little strange, why is this guy so afraid of Xie Ziyou
His Youyou is clearly kind and cute!
"Get up." Xie Heng repeated again, paused for a moment, and asked, "Where is Elder Xie now?"
Fine wine poured out from the shattered porcelain bottle, soaking the servant's coarse clothes, but he still didn't dare to raise his head, and only said in a trembling voice: "Elder, he is in... Demon Garden."
"Where is the demon garden?"
The little servant whispered: "It's halfway up the mountain, on the northwest side of the mountain."
After saying these few words, seeing that Xie Heng didn't intend to blame at all, the servant gradually became bold again.
With his head down, he could only see the young man's thin legs, and the dark jade-colored tail was swaying cheerfully behind him, passing between his legs continuously, leaving a phantom.
… strangeness.
The little servant thought to himself, this was the first time he saw a little demon who didn't change his expression when he heard the word "Demon Garden".
No, not only did his face not change, the person in front of him even seemed very happy.
It can be seen that he has whip marks all over his body, and the elders are obviously very harsh on him...
The servant's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to think about it.
He knelt on the ground, holding the porcelain fragments with his hands in a panic, completely ignoring whether the sharp edges of the fragments would scratch his fingers, as well as the jujubes, grapes, and red rose flowers that were still blooming enthusiastically...
"Ahem!"
A series of weak coughs suddenly came into the servant's ears.
He raised his head subconsciously, but saw that the young man in front of him suddenly turned pale, holding on to the edge of the mahogany table with one hand, his body swaying and precarious.
A gust of wind passed by suddenly, and the door curtain was rolled up, and Xie Heng's thin body showed a sudden blush, faint, especially with the tendency of continuous expansion.
"... Is Master Immortal okay?" The little servant said instinctively, "But what's wrong, do you need me to report to the elder?"
Xie Heng waved his hand abruptly.
"It's okay, you go down first." He had a clear voice, but there was a trace of undetectable tremolo at the end of his voice, and he said firmly, "The things are left there, so there is no need to clean them up."
The servant hesitated and said, "But..."
The young Yaozu in front of him had a decisive attitude, his sharp eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he shook his head at the servant without any objection.
The weird color on Xie Heng's body is still extending, gradually changing from light to dark, red to deep, and then faintly shifting to black, the whole person seems to have just been fished out of hot soup, very weird.
His vigorous calves were trembling uncontrollably, and beads of sweat dripped from his chin, splashing on his wheat-colored muscular chest, leaving several distinct water marks.
A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and the servant's pupils shrank.
I've heard that the dignitaries of the people are playing with the little demon, and there are many artifacts to toss people. Could it be that the elders are also on this little demon...
He immediately shut up and bowed his head deeply, not daring to glance at Xie Heng again.
The little servant's cheeks were reddish, and he mumbled "Of order", with the wind blowing under his feet, he quickly retreated outward, as if there was a beast chasing after him, and if he was too late, his life would be lost.
He didn't forget to help Xie Heng close the door curtain carefully.
"Boom!"
The moment the door curtain was drawn, there was a muffled sound in the room, as if a small object fell to the ground, Xie Heng's tall figure disappeared, the door curtain fluttered, and only the vague shadows of the tables, chairs and beds could be seen vaguely.
The little servant thought tremblingly, he had guessed right, the monster had brought some kind of torture device, it could no longer hold on, and as soon as he left, the little monster fell to the ground.
Fortunately, he left early, otherwise he would have had his eyes gouged out by the Sixth Elder when he saw Elder Xiao Chong's obsequiousness
The servant just breathed a sigh of relief, then patted his heart in fear.
Suddenly the door was pulled open, the sun suddenly poured down, and the fresh air rushed in with the sharp cold wind. A slender figure appeared in front of the door, stepped into the door, and let out a cold snort of displeasure.
"What are you doing?"
It was Xie Ziyou.
Xie Ziyou went to the Demon Garden for a visit, but not only returned without success, he was almost nauseated by the smell of blood and rancidity all over the garden.
While scolding Yuan in his mind for being ruthless and ruthless, he was deeply saddened that he would play such a role for a period of time in the future, and at the same time was disheartened that he could not find Xie Heng. Sneaking around in his own room, he didn't seem to be in the right shape, and when he spoke, he carried a bit of majesty.
The little servant had just escaped from the tiger's den, and then entered the wolf's den, and his heart stopped beating in fright.
His eyes darkened, he fell limply to the ground with a "plop", and wailed, "Elder, please spare me!"
…
The reason why Xie Heng told the servant to leave quickly was naturally not because of the messy reasons that person had imagined.
It's because—he's going to change back to his original form.
The small formation left behind by Xie Ziyou is superior in its subtle Taoism, but does not contain too much profound power. At this time, the demonic power in Xie Heng's body was impacted, and instinctively pressed against him again with overwhelming momentum, another wave that lacked long-term support If the energy is not enough, it is quickly swallowed up by the demon power.
When transforming from a human form into a small snake again, Xie Heng fell to the ground from mid-air with a "snapping" sound.
Fluttering his little wings, he forced himself to fly crookedly from the ground, looking at the suddenly tall house furnishings around him, he let out a long and helpless sigh.
It would be great if there were a few more copies of profound energy, or if the supply of profound energy lasted a little longer.
But it doesn't matter, Xie Heng thought to himself, he can write down the name with the pen and ink in the house, and then look for Xie Ziyou with it in his mouth.
But unexpectedly, just as the little snake flew into the air, there were clear footsteps from outside the door curtain, and a chilling "Elder, spare me!"
Xie Heng: "..."
Oops!
It was obviously too late to find pens and paper and to grind ink, and Youyou was about to enter the house.
The empty iron cage was placed on the table, and the faint fluctuations of the annihilation of the formation were still floating in the room. Youyou must be able to find that he has broken free at the first glance, and the next step must be to grab himself again and watch him even more strictly!
what to do
The little snake spun anxiously in mid-air, its gaze swept from the corner of the house to the roof beam, hesitated for a moment on the brocade quilt that had been pulled to the ground, and then retracted it in disappointment.
But the situation was urgent, Xie Ziyou seemed to reprimand the little servant a few words, and said "step back", and then he stepped heavily, approaching step by step, amidst the fluttering thin curtain, he could vaguely see the fluttering wide sleeve robe, and the young man's clear eyes—
The little snake's panic suddenly stopped.
His thin light gray pupils glanced towards the ground, locked tightly on the mess on the ground.
The green dates are round, the grapes are translucent, the aroma of the wine is intoxicating, and a rose is lying on it.
The branches are bright green, the petals are delicate, graceful and colorful, and the beautiful color is strong and bright, leaning quietly on the wine, like a handful of flames floating in a quiet green lake.