8. The Great Demon King

The little boy cried very badly, but he couldn't hold back his voice, and the tears blurred his beautiful eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was guilt or pain.

Chen Qian shook the wet fluff on his body, and thought of the results of the painstaking research of the little boy in recent days, and felt a little distressed. After all, if it is exposed now, then the few days he has been hiding will be wasted?

The little boy cried even more.

…… Alas.

"I can't help it. The clear voice belonging to the young man sounded in his ears, and then a pair of beautiful hands that were not inferior to the sect master held Tan Li's face.

“…… Xiaomeng?" The little boy muttered as he looked at the handsome face in front of him, tears still hanging in the corners of his eyes.

"I don't want to admit it, but I do. The minister pinched his face and picked him up from the ground by taking advantage of his size.

"You've become human. The boy wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Uh-huh. ”

“……”

"Okay, don't cry, your eyes are swollen. The minister gently put him on the bed and wiped the tears from his face. The beautiful red hair hung down softly behind her head, the fiery red robe wrapped around the lean waist, and the yellow tassels lightly attached to the hem of the garment, an extremely gorgeous appearance. Chen Qian only figured out the method of transforming a few days ago, and he was not very satisfied with his festive red sao bao style, but since he saw his face in the water mirror, Chen Qian let go of the little dissatisfaction in his heart. Because of this face, it's not too good-looking! The white skin is as tender as jade, and the hands are like onion jade! A pair of sultry phoenix eyes, sword eyebrows are slightly raised, and he is handsome!

Tan Li stopped his tears, wrapped himself in the quilt without saying a word, and didn't ask him why he suddenly became a human.

With a sigh, he turned the man in the flower roll out of the bed, held his face up to himself, and forced him to look at him.

Tan Li was silent for a while, and finally spoke, "That person...... It's my cousin. ”

"She is a very good person, and when I was having a bad time with my mother, she was helping her. ”

"Her name is Chu Yunqi, she is very good, really good. ”

"She will smile softly and will bring delicious osmanthus cakes. ”

“…… And then what?"

“…… She wanted to kill the sect master for her mother, but failed. ”

His voice was very soft, and if it weren't for the ministers listening carefully, I am afraid that he would not be able to hear it clearly.

Chen Qian suddenly remembered what the sect master had just said about hating betrayers the most.

"But I killed her. Tan Li sobbed lowly, "I'm sorry for her." I, because of my selfishness, I had to kill her. I, I, woo......"

Chen Qian stopped talking, only hugged him gently, and the little boy found a general reliance, crying even more fiercely. "I killed my mother, I killed my cousin, and all the people close to me were killed by me. Xiaomeng, you will also be killed by me. ”

"What a stupid thing to say. Chen Qian touched his hair, felt the wetness coming from his left shoulder, and his voice was very gentle to comfort him, "It's not your fault, even if you don't kill her, she will die too, you just help her get free." Thinking of the woman's scarred body, Chen Qian suppressed the strange excitement in his heart, and continued to say gently, "You have also seen the scars on her body, even if you don't do it, the sect master will not let her go, and she will only suffer more in the future." ”

"Don't feel guilty about it, I would have done the same. ”

"But ......"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qian blindfolded him and said, "Sleep in peace, when you wake up, it will be over in one breath." ”

In the end, it is the body of a child, after crying for a while, even if he thinks about it in his heart, he can't stop the surging sleepiness, because of his trust in Ji Xiaomeng, Tan Li fell asleep with peace of mind for the first time in his life.

"You're doing the right thing. Half-asleep and half-awake, Chen Qian said in his ear in a demagogic tone, "This is a cruel world, you should learn to adapt, whether it's right or wrong." ”

Chen Qian put down the tranquilizing grass in his hand and put it back in his sleeve.

Speaking of which, this is what the little boy told him when he walked the secret road, this grass can help people fall asleep quickly when they have insomnia, but it is often used as the main ingredient of the drug. The last time I practiced transformation, I secretly picked one and hid it in my sleeve.

Gently covering the little boy with the quilt, Chen Qian also turned back to the shape of a chicken and sat down next to his pillow, he was still a young man, and he couldn't maintain his human form for too long.

Although he witnessed the killing of the woman, Chen Qian's heart did not fluctuate, it was cruel or anything, he had always had an extremely indifferent attitude towards life, whether it was his own or someone else's. However, in his previous life, probably no one would torture his three views with this, and he became an upright young man in the mouth of everyone because he didn't smoke, didn't drink, didn't read the three vulgar little yellow texts, and didn't tell yellow jokes.

But he really can't afford to have any pity or other thoughts about the loss of life. It may seem very cruel, but his state is the most suitable state to survive in the Demon Sect of Flowing Fire.

This is the cultivation realm, the territory of demon cultivation, not the good hall. The killing has never stopped, and even if you are a righteous monk, in order to cultivate and live, you must go through the threshold of depriving others of their lives.

The cultivation realm has always been cruel, even if this may just be the world in the book, human nature will not change anywhere.

The spirit silk quickly looked around, and seeing that there was indeed no one hiding nearby, and there was no divine sense shrouded, Chen Qian relieved himself and began to continue his cultivation.

About four days ago, probably unable to see his idleness, the feather king at the heart threw a cultivation manual into his sea of consciousness. The content is extremely intimate, there are literacy and poetry scripts, there are guides to the appearance of rivers and lakes, there are maps of the Nine Realms, there are food recipes from all over the world, there are racial cultivation methods, alchemy manuals, refining guides, demon beasts, fairy grass encyclopedia, and transformation guides, put the sister / Han **, it is simply a complete parenting manual, or the kind of Song Ti No. 5 word. _(:зゝ∠)_

Thanks to the blessing of Feather Feather Jun, he at least knows what race he is, Nirvana, a darling of the Heavenly Dao who was born with a strong and beautiful and unparalleled luck. Although he has been complaining about the unreasonable racial setting in the old cucumber text, when he becomes this kind of unreasonable existence of Mary Sue, Chen Qian still feels very happy. After seeing the extremely excited sanity of the parenting manual, Chen Qian suddenly remembered that the race of the heroine seemed to be nirvana...... Probably just the same clan, Chen Qian comforted himself.

Then he touched a certain part of his body to settle down even more, he is a real man, and it is impossible to think about it by dressing as a heroine or something. ╮(╯_╰)╭

Then he was officially named Tan Li's future villain Jun and slapped him in the face. _(:зゝ∠)_嘤,It hurts.

The information collected is very clear to sù Chenqian, he crossed into the merry old cucumber that has no discipline in the Enpi stallion flow of the little yellow mosquito, the identity is not bad, is the heroine. Chen Qian didn't get angry or complain or anything, and Ding Ding on his body clearly told him that he was a pure man, and he could not degenerate into a relationship with a man who had no feelings. Besides, with the special effects blessing under the identity of the heroine, Chen Qian is actually quite happy, after all, he is already very lucky compared to the hard-working protagonists in novels who dress as servants and beggars and wear dragon suits.

Besides, the plot is dead, and people are alive. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to die, many things won't happen at all, what he has to do now is to try to survive and become stronger, and then he has the qualifications to influence his fate.

However, thinking of this, Chen Qian's train of thought suddenly paused.

Seriously, in fact, he really has no pursuit at all, otherwise he wouldn't have let go of a good campus male god and wouldn't run away to be a dead house. There must always be some goals in life, Chen Qian thought.

The old cucumber once righteously despised him for a lifestyle that did not pursue and had no ideals: "A life without ideals and goals, what is the difference between that and salted fish!"

So Chen Qian's goal in his previous life was to become a great god in the online literature industry, and later he was halfway there, and then he crossed in.

In order not to become a salted fish, Chen Qian began to think about finding a goal for himself to complete.

As for the difficulty of the goal, it can't be too simple, otherwise there will be no motivation to do it. Think of a difficult and interesting goal. Chen Qian thought for a moment, and finally stared at Tan Li's sleeping face and made up his mind.

Since it is destined that this little boy will pick up himself, why don't you help him unify the cultivation realm?

It looks quite difficult, but the easy goal is not interesting. So Tan Li was hypnotized by his tranquilizer grass to sleep

After the past, the Great Demon King set himself the goal of this incomparable middle two.

As for whether the little boy will accept it? Just kidding, according to the setting of the novel, he is not the master of An An waiting for others to provoke, and the demon who will dominate the demon cultivation world in the future is not him, is he the male protagonist's zoophilic gentleman (bian) Shi (tai)?

The Great Demon King said he couldn't accept it.