Shi Jiaojiao really searched all over this place during the day, wishing she could even drill through the rat holes, but she couldn't find the exit and didn't see anyone. She accidentally fell into a pool of blood. She was sticky and clean. She didn't know how to do spells, so she had to take a bath in the morning bathing pool.
She didn't expect that Xuan Tu would come back at this time, and she didn't expect that Xuan Tu not only came back, but also broke into the place and accused her angrily.
"Who let you in! This is my bathing pool. What are your intentions in bathing here?!" Xuantu growled, "After all, it is the famous Zhehua Immortal Lord, but he is so debauched!"
Shi Jiaojiao was shocked. Did the Demon Lord know her identity? !
Shi Jiaojiao thought of the young disciples hiding in the Demonic Cultivator's Courtyard, and bad guesses filled her heart.
But no matter how frightened she was, she didn't show it. She turned around calmly and looked at Xuan Tu shouting at her fiercely. For a moment of confusion, his eyes and him were so familiar that they reminded her of those things. Memories that have long been dusty...
She shook her head to get rid of the inappropriate memories, reached out and pulled the clothes that had been washed by the pool but were still wet, and put them on one by one in front of Xuan Tu.
Xuan Tu rushed in without thinking too much, and the person who should be avoided at this time was not him!
What normal person wouldn't immediately scream and cover themselves, then feel ashamed? What's more, the woman in front of him is the Zhehua Immortal with a good reputation in the immortal world. She is famous for being aloof and arrogant. In Xuan Tu's opinion, her reaction should be greater. Being seen like this, she would be ashamed and angry to death, which is in line with her character.
But he didn't expect that this Immortal Zhehua was not the other Zhehua Immortal. Not only was Shi Jiaojiao very magnanimous, but she was also facing Xuantu, her eyes were staring at him, and her eyes were straight and hot, like a soldering iron. Wherever he went, a hole was burned into the clothes and the flesh.
Before Xuan Tu became the Demon Lord, he was a serious "well-known person". Since he was a child, the old dogs in Xuanyang Palace had instilled in him in order to make him willingly sacrifice Xuanyang's fire in the future. This is the right way for a gentleman.
He was also afraid that his young impulsiveness would affect Xuanyang's fire after losing his Yuan Yang, so he paid special attention to men and women. He simply instilled in him the idea that as long as he had intimate affairs with women, he would destroy his cultivation, even if he didn't. The Xuanyang True Fire that is cultivated will also become impure.
Even the people who serve him are all children. Basically, there are no female cultivators unless there is a big occasion in Xianmen. It can be said that Xuantu was almost raised like a monk, and he regards women as tigers in his heart. , never wanted to get close to him.
After being crippled and thrown into a **, he lived in the lowest place in the Earthly Realm. He didn't go overboard at all. He directly saw the entanglement of Bai Huahua's images. He was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time. He didn't vomit at that time, all because of He had not eaten for three or four days and had not vomited.
So much so that after he became the Demon Lord, whenever a female demon cultivator showed favor to him, Xuan Tu would not say anything about accepting it. As soon as he realized that a female demon cultivator had that intention towards him, his stomach would immediately turn subconsciously.
There was even one time when a bold female demon cultivator pulled his sleeve directly, and he almost beat that female demon cultivator to ashes on the spot.
After that time, even if someone was interested, they no longer dared to express it openly.
It was the first time in so many years that Shi Jiaojiao looked at him with such covetous eyes and wanted to turn around and run away when she saw Xuan Tu.
It was Shi Jiaojiao who was obviously disheveled, but Xuan Tu felt that he was the one who was not even clothed. He trembled his lips, looked away, and subconsciously took a small step back, wanting to run away.
But then he quickly held back! This is his bedroom, this is his bathing pool, he is the master here, why should he run away? !
"Get out of here!" Xuan Tu shouted with an angry look.
Shi Jiaojiao had already rolled out and climbed up in wet clothes, with her hair even wet on her face. She looked like a water ghost whose fragrance was so fragrant that people would jump into the river.
She took a step towards the shore, and Xuan Tu took a step back. There was no trace of surprise or panic on her face at her identity being revealed, but only the aura of taking over the guests.
Where did she get this kind of aura, just because she knows the devouring technique? !
Shi Jiaojiao was approaching step by step, and Xuan Tu was retreating step by step. It was clear that between the two, one was powerful and tall, and the other was thin and embarrassed. However, Xuan Tu was directly forced into the corner by Shi Jiaojiao. He leaned against the wall and pretended to be fierce, "What are you doing! I Let me tell you, although my devouring technique is not as proficient as yours, I can still strangle you to death with my bare hands!"
"Yeah," Shi Jiaojiao came closer to Xuantu and looked at him from the bottom up, "It's not like you haven't strangled him to death before."
He was also strangled to death three times.
Ever since she came up with that guess, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was the case, and the more she came into contact with it, the more she felt that Xuan Tu was Zhuo Wenshu.
After just now, she became more convinced.
The same looks fierce, but is simply deadly.
"What are you doing!" Xuan Tu couldn't avoid it. He pressed Shi Jiaojiao's wet shoulders and twisted a vertical line between his eyebrows, covering up the strange lines in his eyebrows.
"Sha're:n Shut up," Shi Jiaojiao said with a smile on her lips and dripping water as she came closer to Xuantu, "Since you know who I am, you naturally know what I do. I think you will too. You won’t just hand it over to me. It would be too laborious for me to go down into the abyss and find it myself…”
Shi Jiaojiao deliberately narrowed her eyes and said sinisterly, "I heard that the Demon Lord used blood and black to temper his body. If you are dead, are you..."
"It's just you?" Xuan Tu was enraged and suddenly burst out with a thick burst of demonic energy, sending Shi Jiaojiao who was caught off guard flying.
But just when she was about to hit the stone wall opposite, there was a roar from behind, and a bone dragon emerged from behind her, surrounding her and helping her withstand all the impact.
Shi Jiaojiao stood opposite Xuan Tu, unconsciously absorbing the demonic energy he erupted, and immediately felt comfortable all over her body. She closed her eyes at the same time, and the disconnected memories in her brain were connected by the demonic energy, and she remembered everything about last night.
The bone dragon hovered around her, airtight like a golden bell, and opened its mouth to roar in protest at Xuan Tu.
Even if she couldn't see the special effects of zhu:ang'b-i, Shi Jiaojiao knew that it must be perfect. She felt so happy that she reached out and touched the bone dragon's head.
As a result, the roaring bone dragon paused for a moment, then quickly let go of Shi Jiaojiao like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and shyly got back behind Shi Jiaojiao.
Shi Jiaojiao: "..."
Xuan Tu sneered, "The Immortal Lord Zhehua, who is famous for his compassion in the world of cultivation, took pity on Zhehua after the rain and entered Taoism. Some people even built a temple for you... haha."
His voice was extremely scornful and sarcastic, "If the people in the world knew that Zhehua Immortal Master practiced the demon-devouring technique and used it to deprive and devour other people's lives for his own use, I wonder what they would think?"
Shi Jiaojiao: "..." What does this mean? I still have my own disciples and use the dual cultivation method sha're:n to calm down my violent spiritual power. Compared with these, swallowing is just like drizzle.
Shi Jiaojiao was not the Immortal Zhehua at all, and she didn't care about reputation in the world. The dead pig was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water and walked over slowly. In Xuan Tu's cold eyes, she raised a finger towards him and touched his arm.
Then she watched with her own eyes as her fingertips extracted the demonic energy from Xuan Tu's body, feeling so comfortable that even her fingertips were numb.
She smiled maliciously at Xuan Tu.
Xuan Tu's expression cracked, and he slapped Shi Jiaojiao's fingers off with a "Pah!". He turned around and ran outside without caring about the image of the Demon Lord.
Shi Jiaojiao was no slower than him. She wrapped her hands around his waist from behind. When yesterday happened again, Xuan Tu suddenly let out an "ouch", which was especially sad and helpless.
He is already a demon lord, why is he still messing around like this!
When someone caught him absorbing demonic energy, he managed to recover 50% with great difficulty—
"Let me go!" Xuan Tu's voice was shrill and shrill, comparable to that of a civilian girl who was robbed.
Shi Jiaojiao smiled and hugged him, quickly absorbing the devilish energy all over her body. She even felt that this thing was more delicious than rice. Not only was it delicious, it was also convenient!
"You... you pervert!" Xuan Tu grabbed Shi Jiaojiao's hand and frantically wanted to throw her away. However, as soon as Shi Jiaojiao absorbed the demonic energy, it was like a magnet, firmly attracting him.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again, it was really hard for Xuan Tu to accept that he would be bullied like this after reaching his current position.
Angry and angry, he finally remembered something and roared, "The disciple you brought has been arrested by me! He is being held in the prison of the Earth Realm! He is actually hiding in the courtyard of the Demon Cultivator. You are so proud of your righteousness." , sha're:n seizing the hospital, shameless!"
Shi Jiaojiao didn't really want to suck people dry like she did last night. She just scared him and asked him to hand over Xuewu and quickly returned to Cangyuan Sect.
She didn't know what was going on with her little enemy in this world. Was it because he couldn't control himself or was he doing this intentionally
Anyway, she had to find a way to return to the Cangyuan sect first and wait for the male protagonist in this world, Yan Ziqu, who looked like a little enemy, to wake up and see what was going on.
Just after hearing Xuan Tu's words, she paused, and the little burden she brought was indeed caught.
Shi Jiaojiao did not change her appearance when she came. The main reason is that the Flower-folding Immortal Lord in the plot is basically a legendary figure and has nothing to do with the male protagonist himself, let alone the Demon Lord who cannot be beaten with eight poles.
She guessed that Demon Lord Xuantu had never seen Zhehua. The main reason was that Zhehua was always doing harm to his disciples in the Cangyuan sect and never left the mountain.
She should have asked those young disciples to go back to the mountains!
No, it shouldn’t be brought.
Shi Jiaojiao let go of her hand, took a few steps back, shrugged and said, "Give me Xuewu and let them go. Let's keep the water in the well and keep safe, how about you, Lord Demon Lord?"
"Hmph, I think you are dreaming!" Xuan Tu turned around and shook his robe that was wrinkled by Shi Jiaojiao, "What kind of place do you think I am in the devil world, where I come and leave as soon as I say it? You said you want to What, what will I give you?!”
Shi Jiaojiao has no temper with her little enemies...or those who seem to be her little enemies, especially Zhuo Wenshu's personality, is a little different.
He killed himself three times, which made her deeply remember that she never really gave him any warmth, but he really touched her when he finally left the world. She was in the hospital at that time, When I saw him paying the hospital bills with his bruises all over his body, I was moved by the tears he shed.
It's a pity that she didn't understand what it was at the time.
Therefore, in the second world, she would be more patient with that face. In every world, no matter what kind of personality and relationship, in Shi Jiaojiao's view, it was the cause and effect that led her to fall in love with her little enemy in the end. .
Both are indispensable and cannot be replaced.
"Okay," Shi Jiaojiao lowered her gaze and stopped looking at Xuan Tu, "Then what do you think we should do..."
Xuan Tu was ready to quarrel with Shi Jiaojiao, he had taken a breath, and was ready to use his "righteousness, benevolence and righteousness" to restrain her.
But Xuan Tu didn't expect that Shi Jiaojiao would bow his head so quickly...
"Hypocritical!" Xuan Tu sneered. This is the so-called decent person. He is obviously practicing the most sinister technique in the world, but he still pretends to sacrifice for the disciples of the sect.
Wasn't she the one who killed the demon cultivator in another courtyard? !
Shi Jiaojiao wiped away the dripping water from her hair and remained silent even after being scolded for hypocrisy. Xuantu glared at her and saw her hanging her head, showing a sense of nonchalance. At first glance, she didn't really want to save her. Disciple in the sect.
He sneered silently and deliberately made things difficult, "Since the Immortal Lord is so easy to talk to, I won't embarrass the Immortal Lord. It's okay to ask for the Blood Crow. It's not a big deal to let your disciples go..."
Shi Jiaojiao looked up at her, while Xuan Tu stared at her. He originally wanted her to go into the abyss and kill 30,000 magical beasts, and then he would fulfill his promise.
At that time, her evil skills can no longer be hidden, because as long as the killing ring is opened a lot, not to mention that she is practicing evil skills, even the most pure and decent spiritual energy will be tainted with blood, especially Killing the abyss monsters may even bring evil spirits.
If a righteous master makes all his moves filled with blood and evil energy, then the whole world will know that the Cangyuan Sect's Zhehua Immortal and Bodhisattva Immortal are a sha're:n crazy demon.
Xuan Tu enjoys watching so-called righteous people stumble. This is a twisted kind of happiness.
But looking at Shi Jiaojiao's indifferent to ruthless appearance, I was sure that she didn't really want to save her disciple, but was just trying to deal with him.
Xuan Tu simply saw through her the old bastard who talked about benevolence, justice and morality, but took away his Xuanyang fire and ruined his lifelong cultivation. His anger rose silently, and he felt that this was not enough!
He wanted to see when she would reveal her true face!
So his mind was burned with anger and he blurted out, "If you marry me, I will release your disciple and save people for you Xuewu."
As soon as these words came out, Shi Jiaojiao's calm expression suddenly cracked.
Xuan Tu immediately wanted to bite him back after he said it. What kind of trick is this to hurt the enemy by eight hundred and stop losing by one thousand!
However, when he saw the change in Shi Jiaojiao's expression, he immediately pursed his lips again to prevent himself from showing regret.
He continued, "As your true identity as Zhehua Immortal Lord, you are marrying me. I want the entire world of cultivation to know."
The Righteous Way has always prided itself on being upright and disdains to associate with demonic cultivators. It is the deepest insult to a so-called righteous person to combine with the demonic cultivators and still be the master of the demon world.
He wanted to see if this Zhehua Immortal Lord really cared about his disciples so much that he would not hesitate to ruin his own reputation.
After being severely cheated by the old bastard from Xuanyang Palace, Xuantu felt that all the crows in the world were black.
He looked at Shi Jiaojiao with a mocking look on his face, waiting for her to refuse. At the same time, he retreated without leaving a trace and stood quietly outside the stone gate.
This is his bathing pool and his training pool. The demonic energy is blocked here and the spiritual power is completely gone. Staying in it can only be wasted. When she refuses, he lowers the stone door and kills this sanctimonious and righteous demon. Cultivation, life and death are trapped in the world of heaven.
It's just that he waited and waited, and when he was impatient and wanted to wave down the stone gate, Shi Jiaojiao was briefly troubled, looked at him with a complicated expression, and then nodded in agreement.
"Okay..." Although Shi Jiaojiao didn't know Xuan Tu's brain circuit and why he suddenly wanted to marry her, she agreed to become a Taoist couple anyway. The world was in chaos, and she was already crazy. A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. First, stabilize Xuantu, and then try to take the blood black to save the disciple.
"It's fine to get married," Shi Jiaojiao began to talk about the conditions, "but can you let me go first and send Xuewu to the Cangyuan sect to save my disciples?"
Xuan Tu froze on the spot, watching Shi Jiaojiao's face twist for a moment, and confirmed in disbelief, "Are you really willing to marry me?!"
A Bodhisattva fairy, and the Venerable **
This is simply a big joke. Xuan Tu can only imagine what kind of sensation it would be in the world of cultivation if this incident were to come out.
The path to immortality of the Flower-folding Immortal Lord has now been completely cut off.
"Chengchengcheng..." Shi Jiaojiao nodded, "You release my disciples first and let them go back with Xuewu."
Xuan Tu lowered his head, his expression was complicated and difficult to distinguish. He still didn't believe it. He didn't believe that someone would cherish his disciple so much that he would destroy his own path to immortality.
So he was unreasonable and went even further, "I can let your disciples go, but they can't bring the Blood Crow back with them..."
Xuan Tu looked at Shi Jiaojiao and refused to miss the slightest change in her expression, "They are going back with your and my wedding invitations."
Shi Jiaojiao: "Ah? Are you in such a hurry?" She had just agreed to pursue Zhuiguang and become a Taoist couple. If he turned around and received an invitation to marry the Demon Lord... the scene would be too beautiful to imagine.
"Did the Immortal Lord regret it?"
Xuan Tu narrowed his eyes, like a poisonous snake that attracts crime, "I can also help the Immortal Lord to deal with them on your behalf. By then, I will not have the leverage to control the Immortal Lord. Isn't this bloody Xuewu at the mercy of the Immortal Lord?"
Shi Jiaojiao was struggling, not with fame, but with chasing the spotlight.
"The Immortal Lord really needs to think more," Xuan Tu's eyes grew colder, and he raised his hand to close the stone door, his tone becoming more sinister, "After all, if you marry a lowly demon cultivator like me, the Immortal Lord will probably be cast aside by the world. "
Shi Jiaojiao: "...What are you talking about?"
Xuan Tu's hand had already pressed on the mechanism of the falling stone gate, and he faced Shi Jiaojiao with a frosty face, but Shi Jiaojiao walked slowly to him, looked at him for a moment, then stretched out her arms to slowly hug him.
This time it wasn't to absorb his demonic energy, it was just to comfort him.
In fact, in his first life, Zhuo Wenshu, who came out of prison, had always felt inferior to himself. But at that time, Shi Jiaojiao had no real sense of the world. Her mentality was like playing a clearance game, and she only regarded him as a difficult NPC. .
She had never sincerely comforted him. In fact, she had never felt that being in jail or being a demon cultivator was something unbearable.
No matter whether he was in the previous life or this life, he had no choice, so why should he feel inferior because of such a thing
Shi Jiaojiao patted his back with a strong sense of comfort, "Don't say that. Cultivating demons and immortals is just a way of survival. There is no distinction between high and low."
Xuan Tu was completely stunned.
Perhaps because he had been hugged last night and just now, he was desensitized, so he didn't have a strong objection to Shi Jiaojiao's hug.
"There is no right or wrong..." Xuan Tu muttered again, dazed for a moment.
It is undeniable that the so-called "righteous way" instilled in him by Xuanyang Palace is too profound. As a demon lord, he also looks down on demon cultivators from the bottom of his heart and looks down on himself for living in this way.
But Shi Jiaojiao's words about cultivating demons and immortality are the way to survive, regardless of high or low. To Xuan Tu's ears, it was deafening.
Is there really no distinction between high and low
"But if there is really no distinction, why did you kill the demon at will and invade his yard?!" Xuan Tu grabbed Shi Jiaojiao's shoulders and asked with eyes wide open.
Shi Jiaojiao frowned slightly in pain, "Because he wanted to sleep with me, threatened me, and even wanted to eat me."
Xuan Tu was so excited that his whole body was trembling. He stared at Shi Jiaojiao for a long time. The red lines on his face spread and swam on his face like a living thing. He looked particularly terrifying.
There were no mirrors in Xuan Tu's bedroom, and even the water in the bathing pool couldn't reflect light, because he had seen how terrifying he looked when his emotions were overheated and his demonic energy was rampant.
He didn't dare to look at himself, let alone let others see him. He usually tried his best to suppress it, but Shi Jiaojiao's few words made him violently violent with the demonic energy.
His subconscious reaction was to hide, but thinking of those light words Shi Jiaojiao said, he pinned himself to the ground and did not move.
Doesn’t it mean that there is no distinction between high and low in cultivating demons and immortals? !
Then take a closer look and see what the difference is!
The red lines on Xuan Tu's surface gradually spread, covering his face and neck, and even his discolored pupils. He grabbed Shi Jiaojiao's shoulders to prevent her from hiding, and the demonic energy began to rush around him, driving his long hair. His clothes and robes were flying, and the red lines on his face were constantly twisting, making him look almost inhuman.
He slowly raised his lips and smiled with his white teeth. His voice also changed, becoming low and rough, like a monster roaring in despair in the abyss. "Now, does the Immortal Master still think that cultivating demons and cultivating immortals is no different?!"
Shi Jiaojiao was constantly being hit by the scurrying demonic energy, but every blow felt like a massage and felt extremely comfortable.
She looked at Xuan Tu like this, and then thought of the sudden patch in Zhuo Wenshu's blind eye, and couldn't help but reach out and gently poke the beating red lines on Xuan Tu's face.
"Does this thing... hurt?" Shi Jiaojiao asked, as if he were asking the man who was blind in one eye from several worlds away.
Xuan Tu paused again and grabbed Shi Jiaojiao's hand that poked his face. The violent demonic aura slowly calmed down. His blood-red eyes blinked slightly, and a pair of hot crystal balls fell down unexpectedly.
The blood streaks spread across the face, like the blood and tears finally shed after years of fear of abandonment and betrayal.
Does it hurt
he does not know.
Maybe it hurt when the Xuanyang Fire was forcibly taken from him at first, and when he first fell into the abyss and had his soul swallowed and melted, it hurt.
But now, he has long forgotten what pain is.
Shi Jiaojiao touched the blood lines on his neck that had not faded with her other hand, reached out and hooked his neck, closed her eyes and rubbed against his face, "It must hurt, you are self-abuse to scare me."
Like a puppet at the mercy of others, Xuan Tu lowered his head in response to Shi Jiaojiao's strength and allowed Shi Jiaojiao to get closer.
"It's not scary," neither life is scary, whether it's the spots in his eyes or the red lines on his face.
She smiled softly, turned her head and kissed Xuan Tu on the face, "It's pretty cool."
The wet warmth and soft lips finally brought Xuan Tu, who was out of his mind, back to his senses.
He pushed Shi Jiaojiao away fiercely and took several steps back. His eyes were so wide that he almost fell out of his sockets. He covered the half of his face that was kissed and saw that it turned red into a ripe apple.
Shi Jiaojiao looked at him as if he was frightened, and rubbed her nose. Once she had that guess in her mind, and after eight or nine days of being together, she felt a little distressed when she saw him like that.
I couldn't help it... just.
I just want to comfort you.
Xuan Tu stared at Shi Jiaojiao with a red face for a moment, then turned around and disappeared with a "whoosh".
Shi Jiaojiao scratched her head again... and ran away.
This hasn't been settled yet. Should I let the disciple go? Should I give him Xuewu? If he's scared by a kiss, is it okay to kiss him
The author has something to say: First one chapter, and another chapter, which is being written!
Maybe I'll fix the typos after a while.
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Xuantu: Face covering (ーー゛)