He smiled, "How much effort it took me."

A chill ran through Xiao Li's heart.

She should have remembered that she held a bone whip "Three Lives Sacrifice" and a poisonous scorpion tattoo.

That was the second on the "Demon List", the Nine Rotten "Corpse Demon" Gong Yujing.

Gong Yujing himself is a monster born from the pile of dead people, and the murders committed by his subordinates are different from Xiu Yan, who is the number one on the evil demon list.

Xiu Yan is a 10,000-year-old evil demon with a long lifespan, and countless people have been killed. Years of accumulation of murders pushed him to a high position. Xiu Yan's methods are strange, but they are not too brutal.

And Gong Yujing is an out-and-out madman!

He is a corpse demon who only eats corpses and carrion. The transformation once in a thousand years, the name of "nine corruptions" is also derived from this.

He has lived for 9,000 years, and every time he transforms, he has to swallow the rotten flesh on his body, and then continue to grow new flesh for him, an ethereal monster, to survive in the world.

How many immortals and gods in the heavenly realm were swept into the ghost swamp by him, and the skin and flesh were scorched with ghost fire, and little by little they were cut off for him to enjoy.

Xiaoli never dreamed that she would meet Gong Yujing in this life.

He was able to escape in his hands, and it must have been his first time.

Without much thought, she used all her strength to get past him and flee into the distance.

At this point, she no longer thought about being alive. I just don't want Xiaodou to suffer a disaster in vain.

Gong Yujing looked at the direction where Xiao Li had fled, and his eyes were gradually dyed with a murderous aura.

It's a lot of fun indeed.

But if he plays hide and seek for a long time, he will also feel bored.

Running away in the world, but not wanting to run in the direction of more and more people.

She secretly said that it was not good.

Before he could change direction, he was swept down by a whip in the air.

The bone whip wrapped around her body, as if she was conscious, and every inch of her bones was gnawing at her flesh.

A burnt smell reaches the tip of the nose.

Gong Yujing paced slowly, and with a flick of his wrist, the bone whip was withdrawn to his waist.

He didn't need the help of all that useless waste, he was just a finger move.

Gong Yujing quietly looked at the woman lying on the ground, he couldn't think of what kind of reason he asked "that" to ask him to take action personally.

It's ridiculous that this woman was able to escape from his hands once.

He shook his head, took away the whip, pulled out the double blades from his waist, held one in each hand, and coldly pinned the little pear to the ground.

The blade slid through his shoulder, corroding in his path.

She cried out in pain.

Gong Yujing closed his eyes, listened to the voice appreciatively, and licked his thin lips.

He clasped her face, cold fingertips pressed against hers, forcing her to look him in the eye.

Otherwise, he will not be satisfied.

Pain is the first source of happiness.

Xiao Li smiled coldly, and that smile aroused the anger that Gong Yujing hadn't seen for a long time.

Little by little, he pulled out his dagger, stretched out a hand and ripped the clothes off her neck, using the dagger to cut the scar in the place.

He lowered his head and sucked the fresh blood from her neck.

The other party did not struggle and beg for mercy at all.

Gong Yujing dragged her up violently, and she was dragged by him like a dead dog, disheveled and covered in blood.

His tattoo glowed coldly, and he frowned, only to see something tied around her neck.

I wanted to reach out and pull it, but she resisted fiercely.

It was easy to remove the half of her shoulder that could move. Only to find out that her other hand was crippled.

This was the first time he had seen such an embarrassed captive, such a broken body, a monster, what was it that made her refuse to give up this despicable life?

The one that was tied to his neck was just a broken stone. He was about to pull it down, but the woman came from nowhere, and bit the back of his hand.

He slapped her and she fell to the ground, but she didn't pull the stone down.

Gong Yujing looked at the back of his hand, and there was a bloody mark on it.

He kicked her viciously: "Look for death."

At some point, the sky changed color.

Thick dark clouds pressed down on the air, but there were clouds of red silk like blood in them.

Gong Yujing naturally noticed this unusualness.

He narrowed his eyes, there were dragons in the sky, evil winds were raging, and he was born with a vision.

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Looking down again, the woman on the ground was twitching for some reason, and the stone on her chest glowed with a dazzling white light.

Her body was wrapped in light, and blue-white scales grew all over her body, and slowly her hands and feet turned into the shape of a monster.

The stone floated in mid-air, seemingly against the sky, and a white mist of light shrouded the monster.

Gong Yujing's eyelids almost jumped, and this light mist ...... Isn't it something that only exists in the heavenly realm?

How could it be on this demon's body.

Before he could react or think more, he saw the long curly horns on the monster's forehead, and the light of the stone seemed to explode.

A powerful air flow erupted, and Gong Yujing was bounced away by an invisible force.

But the monster on the ground did not know when it stood up, and its appearance was terrible, but its eyes were pale in color, white as the morning mist that was tumbling up.

Behind it was a sky as red as blood.

——

The wind swept and Shodou shivered and got out from under the bed.

She bravely walked to the door, but saw Liu and Xingxing dead on the ground.

She cried in fright, and her small body would be blown away at any moment in the wind.

Liuping hurried back, and before he could be shocked, he hugged Xiaodou and covered her eyes to prevent her from seeing the blood on the ground.

He thought the bandits were coming again. Leave these two bodies behind.

Xiaodou buried his head in his father's arms, holding the porcelain vase left by Xiaoli, crying miserably.

Liuping looked at the suddenly changed sky, and only felt evil.

In the thick clouds, thunder and lightning blasted through the sky, like ghosts.

There seems to be something suppressed, frantically breaking free.

——

Sixty years have passed, Yingzhou in the East China Sea.

A shell spirit in cyan clothes looked at the pearlescent glazed palace, and folded his fingers sadly: "I calculate, this Chicheng clan has been married to our princess for nearly a hundred years."

Another woman with a snake bun knocked her head violently and said, "You can speculate about the princess's affairs, watch your head."

The shell spirit pouted: "Where did the shell get the head......

Poria put down the porcelain bowl in her hand and sat down on the stone bench.

Shell poked his head over and exclaimed, "This is jasper?"

Poria raised her eyebrows and let out a slow "um".

The shell essence's eyes were full of envy: "Sister Poria, you said that in this huge Yingzhou in the East China Sea, you are the most blessed, with the princess, what do you want." What a rare thing this jasper chalcedony is, the princess will give it when she says it, unlike me, who sweeps the garden all day long. ”

When Poria heard her words, her brows furrowed, and she was very proud in her heart, but she said, "How can there be such a light thing in the world." This jasper chalcedony is good to you, but it is nothing more than the crumbs of the spices rolled out by the princess to scrub her body. If I tell you that I haven't even seen a princess in decades, can you believe it?"

The shell spirit's eyes widened: "How so?"