"You ......" Hu Mu was furious. Is this a bad year? What kind of men are there around? One is more unreasonable than the other.

Hua Chengcheng looked at the two of them and sighed secretly, and then she struggled violently to get up and ran towards Cang Wunian, who had already landed on the ground and was walking towards them.

"Allure, what are you doing!" Hua Wuxian was shocked, but the pain in his body made him unable to react immediately to drag the girl who was already a little crazy at the moment.

Cang Wunian's pace was very slow, so slow that it was like a walk. But the green tendons on the forehead of the painting Allure City were jumping suddenly, she was very scared, at this time, Cang Wunian was not the Wunian brother she knew at all, he was like a demon who had just crawled out of hell, and his whole body was full of ferocity.

When she got closer and closer to Cang Wunian, the handsome face that greeted her eyes finally verified the panic in her heart—the man had already opened his eyes at this time, but the black-brown eyes that were originally no different from ordinary people had turned into a dead gray color at this time.

That color is the painting Allure remembers, when she was a child, when she first saw Cang Wunian, his eyes were like this. What she didn't remember was that she had seen it once later when she was on Linjie Island, and that time Cang Wunian suddenly burst into mana and almost killed Wan Qian Scarlet.

It's just that that time, Cang Wunian almost forced her body, and the power and consciousness of the wind in her body briefly awakened under the danger, and when she woke up later, she forgot everything that happened at that time.

Now that I saw these emotionless eyes like dead ashes again, I didn't have time to delve into the deliberately forgotten déjà vu, and my heart immediately fell to the bottom.

It's not just a pair of emotionless eyes, it's also a pair of eyes that are extremely cold, bursting with blood and cruelty.

"Brother Wunian...... Brother Wunian...... How are you, how are your eyes...... Is this what happened?" The footsteps of the painting fell to the ground, and she did not dare to take another step forward, because the man opposite made her feel very strange, and the strangeness made her afraid.

Cang Wunian didn't answer, but still walked towards the painting with seemingly slow and lazy steps.

At this time, Mu Fusang fell not far behind Cang Wunian, looking at all this in front of him as if watching a good show, he felt that he had really made a fortune today.

Originally, he wanted to throw the painting allure into the resentment pool, because he had already known about the painting of the city from Zi Qingke, and he also knew that the painting of the city was the most difficult among them to deal with, and her body seemed to contain a very powerful energy.

As long as she is thrown into the pool of resentment and let her be "baptized" in the resentment of countless living beings, all her good thoughts will soon be eroded, and there will be only evil and destruction in her heart.

When the time comes, the tremendous power she bursts out will only destroy everything and be used by demons.

As for Cang Wunian, Zi Qingke's memory did not give Mu Fusang too much information, but he knew that this man was similar to Lord Shuyou, and Shuyou did not specifically mention it, so the focus of Mu Fusang's attention was on the body of the painting Allure.

At first, Mu Fusang was still a little sorry because it was not the painting that fell into the pool of resentment, but Cang Wunian, but the current Cang Wunian brought him a lot of shock.

The first was that the hundred-faced thorns in the pool of resentment pools had quickly condensed dozens of fruits after Cang Wunian fell into the pool, which was the first time that the hundred-faced thorns in his hands had borne fruit in thousands of years.

If Qiao Sanniang was here, she would definitely be able to see some clues. Although the color is a little different, Qiao Sanniang must also guess that this is the "Transformation Pill" that she was given when she was "reborn" when she was reborn, and this thing has another name among the demons - Heart Demon.

The demon is the fruit of the hundred-faced thorn, and the hundred-faced thorn can only grow in the pool of resentment. Not all thorns can condense their demons after the flowers wither, and in this world of weird plants, they only know that they cannibalize each other, and they will do whatever it takes to make themselves grow better.

In the end, it is possible that a pool of thorns with a hundred faces will fight you to the death, and not a single demon will be formed.

What made Mu Fusang feel incredible was that after Cang Wunian fell into the pool of resentment, a pool of hundred-faced thorns actually condensed dozens of heart demons in such a short period of time, you know, even in the demon clan, the output of such a huge number of heart demons is unique.

Of course, this is also because Mu Fusang doesn't know Cang Wunian's identity. If he knew that Cang Wunian was the reincarnation of the Shura King Cang Delirium, who had been missing for a thousand years in the Shura Realm, he wouldn't be surprised why the Hundred Faced Thorns would form so many demons at once.

This lord who has been waiting for a thousand years in the Lethe River, what an obsession and what a powerful mana can make him wait in the Lethe River for a thousand years, without forgetting or dissipating.

This generation of kings has been reincarnated with a thousand years of obsession, and it is absolutely impossible to say that there is no resentment in his heart. It was this powerful power that accidentally became the nutrients of the thorns, and quickly condensed dozens of demons. The dark purple arcs of thunder were the traces left by the delusional resentment.

Thinking about it this way, dozens of heart demons were taken away by Cang Wunian, and Mu Fusang didn't feel much distressed now, because this thing would only make Cang Wunian's power stronger and stronger, and the heart of the demon was also more firm, and there was no way to turn back.

Isn't this exactly the case with Cang Wunian at the moment? Resentment is corroding, and demons are entering the body, how can the power he has at this moment be something that Hu Muhuo and Hua Wuxian can parry?

"Allure, Allure, come here. Cang Wunian is very dangerous now, don't go near him!" Hua Wuxian struggled to get up from the ground, but the injuries in his body really made him a little unbearable.

Hu Muhuo's heart was anxious, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Hua Wuxian, but his eyes didn't dare to leave the painting Allure for a moment, and shouted worriedly: "Allure girl, what he said is right, the current Cang Wunian is very wrong, you come back quickly!"

Painting Allure didn't seem to hear it, still standing in place, watching Cang Wunian approach her step by step.

"Brother Wunian, I'm a painter, you...... Do you still recognize me?" Hua Chengcheng stared at Cang Wunian's gray and cruel eyes, and his heart was like a knife.

Cang Wunian walked to her expressionlessly, his eyes only stayed on her body slightly, and then he looked towards Hua Wuxian and Hu Muhuo, but his slow pace did not mean to stop.

"Brother Wunian, don't be like this, they are our friends. She had a hunch that if she let Cang Wunian walk over like this, he would definitely kill Hua Wuxian and Hu Muhuo without hesitation.

At the same time, Hua Chengcheng subconsciously reached out to tug at the sleeve of Cang Wunian, but this drag seemed to anger the man with a plain face.

With a "bang", the whole body of the painting Allure City was overturned to the ground by Cang Wunian, and the dark purple satin embroidered with golden patterns floated away from the eyes of the painting Allure City so lightly.

"Poof", blood spurted out of the mouth of the painting Allure, and the action of Cang Wunian Fang Cai as if he unconsciously raised his arm was a huge blow to the painting Allure who had almost no mana at the moment. Her whole body was uncontrollably swung out by his light movement.

"Cang Wunian, are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing?" Hua Wuxian was furious, was this man really mad? How could he be so cruel to a woman who loved him deeply?

"Brother Wunian, don't, don't ......" Hua Chengcheng struggled to get up from the ground, but her internal organs were in pain, and she couldn't get up for a while, she could only desperately reach out to the dark purple corner of her eyes, trying to grab it, grab it.

"Cang Wunian, wake up, I'm Hu Muhuo, the girl on the ground is your sweetheart, what's wrong with you? Don't you know us?" Hu Muhuo really felt that everything was out of control, and the slight pain in his heart also spread panic.

Although she has always been very confident in her strength, but Cang Wunian at this time is really terrifying, she has a hunch, I'm afraid that ten of her may not necessarily be the opponent of Cang Wunian now.

Looking at the entire demon clan and the demon clan, except for Hua Wuxian's mana that is stronger than her, there is no demon demon that can match her, Mu Fusang is powerful, but if it is really a one-on-one duel, Hu Muhuo believes that he will not fall behind.

But even so, she still felt fear for no reason when facing Cang Wunian, it was a double suppression of strength and aura, as if she saw this man in a coma for the first time, he was a king, and everyone in the world had to crawl at his feet.

"Sweetheart?" Cang Wunian finally opened his mouth, his voice was still his, but the tone seemed to be mixed with the frost of ten thousand years, which made people's hearts chill.

No one knew what his intention was in repeating these three words, but he finally spoke, which made Hu Muhuo's heart relax a little, and hurriedly said: "Yes, you have been in a coma for ten days before, and even in a coma, you have been chanting the name of the girl in Allure, what is it that she is not your sweetheart?"

"Sweetheart......" Cang Wunian opened his mouth again, but what kept flashing in his mind was a lilac figure, fluttering clothes, resolute, unable to see his face clearly, but her cold and ruthless voice was like a steel needle, piercing his heart.

"What qualifies the woman who betrayed me to be my sweetheart. After a long time, Cang Wunian spoke lightly.

He vaguely saw that the lilac dress had been changed to a gorgeous red and black wedding dress for a while, but the bridal dress was not for him.