This painting of the look of the city made Cang Wunian even more inexplicably annoyed, this woman's eyes were so clear and clean, like a clear spring, and she could see the bottom at a glance. But through her clean eyes, Cang Wunian saw a cruel and bloodthirsty self, this stark contrast made the blood in his body can't help but roll, and a voice quietly hinted at him, let him kill this woman who could influence his emotions.

He slowly let go of the wrist of the painter, but without giving the other party a time to breathe, his big hand grabbed her throat like lightning.

"Don't!"

Hua Wuxian and Hu Muhuo exclaimed at the same time, they originally thought that Cang Wunian was delaying his move because painting Allure could really awaken his memories, but no one expected that he would suddenly reach out and pinch each other's necks. Did he really want to kill her?

"None...... Thoughtless...... Brother ......" painted Allure's difficult opening, both hands instinctively grabbed Cang Wunian's wrist, and a pretty face had been pinched by him and turned red.

It was not the first time she had been choked by the neck like this, but it was the first time she felt so desperate and heartache. Dying at the hands of a loved one, should it be regarded as a well-deserved death, or should it be a blind death?

But what suffocated her more than being choked by the neck was the pain in her heart, like someone slashing her heart with a sharp knife, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't even hate it.

"You are so anxious to die, then I will fulfill you first. But don't worry, you won't be alone on the Huangquan Road, I'll send the two of them down to accompany you in a while. Cang Wunian's thin lips were furled, and she was sentenced to death like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Cang Wunian, you're crazy! she's your painting, let it go!" Hu Muhuo roared with red eyes.

Cang Wunian didn't seem to hear it, and his five fingers kept tightening, and he ......

"Wake up...... Come here...... Bar...... Please, ......" Hua Chengcheng finally spit out these words with difficulty, the suffocation and pain made her brain dizzy, and she no longer had the strength to struggle.

Weakly lowered her hands, closed her eyes, and a cold tear slipped from her eyes and dripped onto the back of Cang Wunian's hand.

Originally, it was just an ordinary tear, but Cang Wunian felt as if his hand had been burned by boiling oil, and it was a hot pain.

At the same time, the frozen fortress in his heart seemed to be pried open by something even harder. The crack caused him to feel a suffocation in his chest, and the pain spread immediately.

As soon as the hand was released, the whole body of the painting fell down softly and fell into the arms of Hua Wuxian.

Cang Wunian stroked his chest and staggered back two steps, gasping for breath, many inexplicable images flashed in his mind, and there were many voices surrounding him.

"Brother Wu Nian—" This is the voice of the painting Allure with a smile.

"Little Prince—" This was An Ruyue's respectful voice.

"Brother Ah Nian!" this is Qing Ci's voice full of hope.

"Brother Wu Nian. This is Ji Zi Answen's polite voice.

Many voices were shouting at him, but Cang Wunian couldn't tell who was who, he only felt irritated and wanted to escape. This inexplicable warmth made him at a loss.

Headaches, intense pains, crazy pains.

"Ahh

"Get out, get out of here! Before I change my mind, disappear immediately! Otherwise, I will pinch you to death one by one! Get out!" Cang Wunian covered his head with one hand, waved his sleeves with the other, and attacked the stone wall of the cave one after another without mana.

Seeing this, Hua Wuxian did not hesitate any longer, gritted his teeth and fought with the last strength to hold the painting in one hand, and Hu Muhuo with the other, forcibly urging the mana, and quickly disappeared into the cave.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mu Fusang hurriedly wanted to chase him out, but as soon as his body moved, he saw a purple light striking towards him, forcing him to use mana to resist.

"Who allowed you to chase it!" Cang Wunian glared angrily at Mu Fusang.

Mu Fusang was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Then who allowed you to let them go? Do you know that by doing this, you are letting the tiger return to the mountain?"

"It's my business what I'm willing to do, if you don't accept it, I'll win first. Cang Wunian said coldly.

"What, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Mu Fusang narrowed his eyes, although he seemed to have a tough attitude on the surface, he was also secretly playing the drums in his heart.

He had already felt the power of Fang Cai Cang Wu Nian on the side, and there was no doubt that he was no match for him.

Sure enough, Cang Wunian, who had already recovered from the suffocation and pain, smiled disdainfully, "Mu Fusang, you should know very well that you are not my opponent. For Kun Xiu's sake, I'll let you go today. Take your demons and go back to ask for credit. ”

"You...... You actually know the Demon Venerable, and you also know the Demon in your heart?" Mu Fusang was a little stunned.

"Huh. Cang Wunian laughed disdainfully again, and stretched out his finger to the pool of resentment in the distance, "If you go in and take a dip, you will naturally know everything." ”

Mu Fusang suddenly, the resentment pool was full of resentment, including the resentment of countless demon and beard souls who had been secretly killed by him in the past thousand years, these resentments carried a little memory, and they more or less knew some of Mu Fusang's purpose.

Cang Wunian's whole person had fallen into the pool of resentment before, and those resentments naturally invaded his body, sending him a lot of messy information.

Invaded by this incomparably evil power, he was still alive, and induced a powerful power in his body, but now that his mind is in turmoil, even if he is not completely a demon, he is not far from becoming a demon.

"I can't go back yet, I still have some things to do. You're going to have to stay with me and help me. Mu Fusang figured out the reasons, but opened his mouth calmly.

"What else do you want to do? Expect Hua Wuxian and Hu Muhuo to give birth to a child, and then you can use your heart demons to control him?" Cang Wunian said sarcastically.

"I didn't expect it before, but now it seems that it shouldn't be difficult for them to be able to combine. What, do you want to disrupt my plans?" Mu Fusang asked with a frown.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and he has to be afraid of Cang Wunian. If he really wants to get in the way, Mu Fusang will have to think about how to find an opportunity to inject a heart demon into his body and make him completely demonic. It's a pity that at the moment, he doesn't dare to do it at all.

Cang Wunian glanced at him and said coldly, "I'm not interested in your plan, and you're not qualified to order me to do anything. Do it yourself. ”

With that, Cang Wunian prepared to leave.

"Wait, where are you going?" Mu Fusang called out to him a little nervously.

"Can you care where I go?" Cang Wu didn't think back, he threw down a sentence coldly, and the purple light around him disappeared in front of Mu Fusang's eyes in a flash.

Mu Fusang stood in place, staring at the place where Cang Wunian disappeared in a daze. It took a long time for him to come to his senses, and he disappeared into the cave.

The current Cang Wunian was too dangerous, and Mu Fusang couldn't control it at all, so he decided to contact Chisha to see what arrangements she would make.

Jialan Sea, Luolie Island, Lieyang Palace.

Shuyu, who was in retreat, suddenly felt that someone was trying to contact Akasha, he opened his eyes violently, raised his hand and shot a mana into the air, and a light curtain appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter?" asked faintly.

Mu Fusang at the other end was slightly stunned after hearing the man's voice, the person he was looking for now was Chisha, and he naturally knew that Suyou was the big celebrity in front of Chisha, but he didn't expect that Chisha would trust Suyou to this extent, and even the secret contact would be handled by Suyou.

In the light curtain, Mu Fusang couldn't see his face clearly, and could only see that the other party was dressed in red, which was the same as Chisha.

After relieving himself, Mu Fusang hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Lord Shuyou, the hundred-faced thorns cultivated by my subordinates in Mount Meru have formed a demon today. ”

"Oh, I heard Madame say that you have been lurking in the Beard Clan for nearly a thousand years, and your hundred-faced thorns have not moved for thousands of years, and this is the first time in the world. Su Yu's tone was light and fluttering, but with a little sarcasm.

He knew that it was indeed not easy for a hundred thorns to form a heart demon, otherwise this thing would not have been in Kun Xiu's hands all along, but it took a thousand years to bear fruit for the first time, and Su You didn't think that this Mu Fusang had anything to praise.

Because according to common sense, even if a pool of hundred-faced thorns will bear fruit, it is only one or two, and one or two demons will be born in a thousand years, and you will feel ashamed for Mu Fusang.

Mu Fusang could naturally hear the sarcasm in his tone, but he was not dissatisfied, and it was undeniable that the speed of his pool was really slow.

But now Mu Fusang replied with confidence: "My subordinates have carefully calculated, and there are a total of sixty-two heart demons formed this time. ”

"What?" Sixty-two? Could it be that he misheard?

Mu Fusang was secretly proud in his heart, and repeated again: "This time, there are a total of sixty-two demons in the grievance pool of his subordinates, but ......"

"But what? Su Yu frowned, he was most disgusted that others were still selling off when they talked to him.

All his thoughts were willing to be on figuring out the mind of the Akasha, and he had no patience for the others.

Sensing Su You's impatience, Mu Fusang hurriedly said: "That's the case, there were originally sixty-two heart demons, but one of them was absorbed into the body by Cang Wunian, so now there are sixty-one heart demons left in the hands of his subordinates." ”