Chapter 63: Darkness
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"Whew!" A branch of black mist directly broke a big hole in this not much space, and the bubbles were secretly captured.
Yun Miao's eyes lit up, and before he could react, there was a whirlwind of the sky.
The bubble that had been held on for so long was easily burst.
The black mist quickly wrapped around Yun Miao's neck, cold and slippery.
Darkness slowly approached, took a deep breath, and his voice was suppressed and hoarse: "Good fragrant ....." is the fragrance he smelled from the ants, the aura in the blood is extremely pure, and he can't wait to taste it.
"Wait! What do you want to do! The black mist on his neck slowly penetrated into his skin, and a cool breath came out of Yun Miao's body.
Dark sneered, "What do you want to do?" You'll find out later..."The black mist became a little thicker as he spoke, and his blood-colored eyes were full of bloodlust and greed.
Yun Miao slowed down his breathing, the red fire bowl was already ready to go, this black mist was full of the same evil aura as the spirit eater, and it might also play a role in restraint.
"Bang!" The red fire bowl was knocked out, and a closer look at the body of the bowl was actually densely covered with fine lines.
A blood mark flowed from the corner of Yun Miao's mouth, and the natal weapon was damaged, which caused great damage to herself.
However, when she saw that the black mist had faded a little, a hint of an inconspicuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the red fire bowl given by the master was really extraordinary.
However, she soon stopped laughing.
The spiritual power in his body was slowly overflowed by a suction force, and the black mist gradually revealed his human form.
This is a man, handsome and bewitching, with a pale face, but his lips are as red as blood, and Yun Miao thought of the other side flower for no reason, this is a man like the other side flower, with a beautiful appearance and deadly poison.
Her stunned eyes made the murderous intent in her dark eyes even worse, these stupid ants were always obsessed with a beautiful shell, and he hated these gazes.
Yun Miao came back to his senses and said softly, "You are a demon cultivator." "There is no doubt, but an absolute certainty.
Secretly there was a trace of interest, and the action of absorbing essence stopped, judging from the spiritual power fluctuations on these ants, it should be from the righteous path, and the demon was mentioned from the mouth of the righteous path without half a point of disgust, this was the first time he saw it.
"The deity is a demon, aren't you afraid?" I don't believe that there will be people in the world who are not afraid of demons.
The devil is evil, it is killing, and it is the source of all evil, in the eyes of the righteous path, the demon deserves to die, and should not live in the world, but the power of the demon makes them tremble.
Yun Miao smiled indifferently when she heard this, "Three thousand avenues, different paths lead to the same end, whether it is the right path or the devil's path, only ask your heart." ā
The corner of his mouth provoked a wicked smile, and pinched Yun Miao's delicate chin in his hand, "Haha! As you said, why don't you cultivate demons with the deity? ā
Yun Miao's face was forced to be raised, his eyes looked straight into the dark, his eyes were clear, and he still had a slight smile on his face, and said, "Although there are three thousand Tao, I will only take one scoop to drink." ā
She raised her hand and slapped the hand on her chin down, her dark eyes were deep, and she paused for a moment to meet her eyes, but did not get angry, but smiled, "The deity has to say that your courage is commendable, very good, you have successfully aroused the interest of the deity, or not, let me leave you alive for the time being." ā
It's rare to meet such an interesting righteous monk, and if you kill it like this, it will be tasteless, and you have to tease it before catching a mouse, right?
Yun Miao glanced at her with some surprise, she said these words not to ask this person to spare her life, but the Tao in her heart is like this, heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs, since they are all ants, what is the difference?
"Venerable Mana is boundless, and he must be a figure in the Demon City, but why is he here?"
The magic city is the base camp of the demon cultivators, although the name is the city, but in fact, it is the same as the cultivation realm, it is a world of its own, it is not filled with aura, but demon energy, in recent years, the well water of the cultivation realm does not violate the river water, and each is safe.
However, once an immortal cultivator enters the Demon City, or a demon cultivator enters the Cultivation Realm, they will be hunted down, and the apparent calm is only because the strength of the two realms is balanced, and the relationship between the two is like fire and water.
Secretly rebellious and obedient, now he is in a good mood, and he even answered Yun Miao's question, "The deity is dark, and he is the lord of the Demon City." After saying this, his face became fierce again, "As for why the deity is here, it's not for you to know, the deity likes quiet people, if not, it can only make her a dead person." ā
If it weren't for that group of righteous hypocrites who were sanctimonious, how could the king of his dignified demon city be imprisoned here for hundreds of years! When the strength of the deity recovers, he will definitely kill enough!
Yun Miao guessed one or two from his expression, the black fog lingering around him flickered thick and faint, this is a sign of unstable realm, so it seems that this person's cultivation is not stable, and it is very likely that he will be seriously injured, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and her cultivation is just like an ant in front of him, it seems that she can only outwit it, not be able to defeat it.
Yun Miao glanced at Zheng Qingchu, who was still unconscious on the ground, pretended to be curious, and said, "Huh! Why is my sister here? ā
The two of them are wearing the uniform clothes of the sect, except for the difference in the edges, the discerning person can know at a glance that they are the same family, and while the matter has not been investigated in the dark, it is better to take the lead in mentioning it, and it can also eliminate some of his vigilance against her.
Sure enough, the killing intent in the dark eyes faded a little, although this girl has a mouth that can speak kindly, but the city government is just like this, but .....
"Oh? What a coincidence, the deity is trying to appetize her flesh and blood. When he said this, his eyes fell on Yun Miao's face, and he wanted to see if this little girl was really so bold.
Yun Miao smiled, demon cultivation does have a penchant for eating human flesh and blood, but in the world of cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded, the more sins are committed, the more powerful the thunder tribulation when promoted to the god, the path of demon cultivation is already ten times more difficult than that of immortal cultivators, if you continue to cast and kill, the road to becoming an immortal will only be more distant.
"Secret Venerable cultivation is profound, and it is definitely not obtained by eating human flesh and blood." Yun Miao's face was calm, if someone broke her clenched hands, they would know that such indifference was just a paper tiger, pretending to be mighty.
This kind of flattery is naturally accepted by the heart, but the demon cultivator is the demon cultivator, and his bad temperament will not change because of a momentary good mood, "Although the deity does not eat flesh and blood, the deity is very fond of killing people." ā
Before the words fell, the sleeves of his shirt turned into a black match, and Zheng Qingchu who was not far away was captured.
With a pale face and closed eyes, there was no movement even when he was caught, if it weren't for the green silk that fell on his nose still rising and falling slightly, Yun Miao would have thought that Zheng Qingchu had become a corpse.
There were bloody marks oozing from her fingers, her heart was unexpectedly confused, and she bit her tongue before she stabilized the trembling tip of her tongue and calmly faced the pair of bloody pupils full of banter.
"How are you doing?"