Yu Fengliu's cultivation originally relied on absorbing people's essence and blood, and it was originally suitable for men, women, and children, but slowly he felt that only pure women had the best effect, so he only picked on girls. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The lives destroyed in his hands are uncountable, as he said, there is really a way of heaven, and he should have been killed by thunder eight hundred years ago.

"Homecoming! Lao Tzu will definitely break his body to pieces! ”

Yu Fengliu left his disabled subordinate and flashed alone.

The crumbling wolf demon glanced at the dead and crippled companion beside him, and could only shake his head and sigh.

That's the young master of their demon clan, with a noble status, he has been arrogant since he was a child, and he acts unscrupulously, only he bullies people, if he is bullied, he will either gather to retaliate, or complain to his elders.

This time I suffered such a big loss, and I must be restless when I go back, I'm afraid that even a few old monsters of the demon clan will be noisy.

Yu Fengliu has practiced for nearly a thousand years, and once he is frustrated, he will still make a lot of noise like a child.

The demon clan's connivance with him can be said to be incredible.

Let him do anything outside, and he will willingly clean up the mess for him.

Yu Fengliu and the Demon King should not have any blood relationship.

The Demon King is a female fox who has only practiced for more than a thousand years, proud, gloomy, eyes above the top, contempt for all beings, and the possibility of giving birth to a centipede with an insect is too small.

But she just allowed a bug to ruin the reputation of the demon clan, and constantly brought disasters to the demon clan, causing them innocent lives or injuries without being blamed.

The demon clan has always been a source of seclusion from the world.

Their ontology belongs to the human world, but after cultivating into adults, they are not tolerated by the human world, they are called demons, and if they enter the world, they will be hunted down and killed by those so-called famous and decent people.

Therefore, the scattered demons have always been hiding and hiding, cautiously avoiding human cultivation, in order to survive, slowly derived the demon clan, and silently grew up, growing to the extent that they are no longer slaughtered by others and will not be silently wiped out by any force.

Humans rarely knew about the existence of demon clans, but some of the slightly larger cultivators had to acquiesce to this existence after careful consideration.

The strength of the demon clan has established the status of the demon in the world, although it is almost an invisible existence, but it is a real existence.

As long as the demons are not massacring humans, no one will fight against the demons in a big way.

It is difficult to find their place to stay, just as difficult as a mortal looking for Penglai Wonderland.

Second, if the demon clan riots, no one can suppress them in a moment, and if the demon clan has the heart of breaking the net, it will be a catastrophe for mankind.

I don't know how many years this situation has been maintained, and the demons have devoted themselves to cultivation, hoping to leave this mortal world that no longer belongs to them as soon as possible.

Once they are brought to the Demon Realm, they can walk in the sunlight without having to hide from mortals who can be stabbed to death with a single finger!

Even if they are so weak that they can be twisted to death at will, that is, their essence and blood are only worthy of them as food, and they have to let them and avoid them, who calls this the world of others!

Some demons admit it, but some are becoming more and more unwilling, Yu Fengliu is one of them, or one of the overflowing words and deeds, not only that, but he is also the most unscrupulous and lawless one of them.

But even if he is so domineering and brutal, he still has room for it, and he has always only picked remote places, basically places where people will not be discovered when they die, such as hunters in the barren mountains and mountains, or sparsely populated villages.

Most of the time, he will spend a small amount of silver taels to buy a girl or young girl, and then suck the blood of the remnants of the innocence to refine the soul, and then discard the useless flesh and blood to the low-level demons to share the food.

His cruelty is feared by many of his kind, for those who do not obey him will be as merciless as he is to humans.

His perception of humans is no different from that of chickens and ducks.

However, it is normal for people to eat chickens and ducks, but he eats humans but has to be sneaky, which is what he can't figure out and is eager to break.

The law of the jungle is king! The weak should surrender to the strong and be eaten, and it is an honor!

Yu Fengliu adhered to this idea, but when he was forced to run over by others, he became angry and became a mad dog, eager to go back to his nest to confide in his grievances, find a backer to help, and completely ignore the life and death of his subordinates.

The wolf demon sighed on his back, only to feel that the clouds in the sky were so thick that he couldn't breathe.

The wolf demon here was gloomy and packed up the corpses of his companions, and Shen Yaohua on the other side was in a daze with wide eyes.

She was now in a strange state, that is, she could clearly remember what happened not long ago, but she felt that she had just had a nightmare.

If Gong Yuyao is not there, then she can really treat what happened just now as a nightmare.

Then she wouldn't have to worry about almost being stripped naked by a disgusting and terrible centipede monster! If there is no Gong Yuyao, then her fate is worse than death!

Shen Yaohua's face was wrinkled like a bun, and his hands were tightly curled up like a cat, and the more he wanted to forget that moment, the more disgusting the feeling became.

Yu Fengliu's eyes full of lust lingered, making her feel like she was overturning the river and the sea in her stomach when she thought of it, and her heart was disgusted and disgusting.

Just when she couldn't help retching, a finger suddenly clicked on her heart, and the location of the Phoenix Gu was also the place where the surge was most prosperous.

Shen Yaohua was excited, her thoughts were immersed in Yu Fengliu's ugly face, and she subconsciously raised her hand to be a series of curses.

Gong Yuyao gently exhaled to defuse the invisible sword-like attack, gently put her two small hands in her palms, and said with a hint of a smile in her voice: "I was trying to get rid of this little thing, but I didn't expect that because of this, it was willing to communicate with you, but it became more and more troublesome." ”

What did he say?

Shen Yaohua didn't remember the red light that forced Yu Fengliu back before Gong Yuyao appeared.

It was a counterattack made by Phoenix Gu to protect her, and it was at that time that it felt her will to die, and was forced to communicate with her in order to change her mind.

Shen Yaohua couldn't think of anything else at this time, she stared at Gong Yuyao's face in confusion, which was as warm as jade and seemed to glow with the light of the moon, and blinked a few times before she came back to her senses.

She stared at Gong Yuyao's face, and felt that when she stared at this face, she could no longer remember Yu Fengliu's appearance.

At this moment, he is like a pure spring, purifying his heart and mind.

Gong Yuyao hung his head quietly, his sideburns were like cuts, and his eyebrows were dyed with Daixia. Shen Yaohua clearly saw his face from those extremely quiet and clear eyes.

A wisp of black green silk slid down on the side of his jade-like neck, and she inexplicably reached out and grabbed it, gently sweeping the ends of her hair on her cheeks, and she didn't know whether she wanted to feel the silky fragrance on her hair, or she wanted to sweep away the dust on her face and heart.

The two looked at each other quietly, and it wasn't until the morning light hit the car window that Gong Yuyao reached out and gently touched her eyes.

"Sleep, I'm here."

Shen Yaohua vaguely heard him muttering faintly, and before he could react, he fell into a coma.

This sleep, there are no imaginary nightmares, no ugliness and hatred. She slept very peacefully and comfortably, accompanied by nothing but warmth and fragrance.