All the secrets and the scrolls of illusion were in my father's hands, and everything that was important had quietly become his own, and quietly, the cobwebs woven by Sheng had taken shape.

Sheng is still thirsting for other secret skills, he is stronger than all enemies, so while selling his dignity, he has to go to the strange dark world to beg for what his distant family does not have.

The father and brother should still be discussing family affairs, so they grasped this moment, and with one knife and one slash, Sheng's slender hand slowly shaped the delicate face of the killing puppet. The carefully drawn smiles were only superfluous in the killing machines, but Sheng put the most effort into it, until he finally gave them the brightest smiles—

"You are 'Zephyr', you are 'Liri'. ”

Then carefully hide the doll, Sheng looked at the bronze mirror, and slowly showed a charming smile to himself in the mirror.

"It's disgusting. Smiling like that, he still blended into the world he hated.

The time is almost up, and all the hatred and humiliation are about to be returned.

To create a spell more powerful than that of his father and brother, he must channel the soul with the most powerful spell, and Sheng's spell is done in one go and effortlessly, channeling all the dark breath -

"Day and night are confused, and they are indistinguishable. Sacrifice my life, so that hypocrisy turns into enthusiasm, hatred turns into affection, and wild cats turn into ministers -- my resentment knows no bounds, and I will not live or kill!

——·——

The full moon is slightly remnant.

The lanterns are colorful, and the distant mansion is like the glory of the fairy palace, celebrating the great cause of the demon lord of Wuzhou and welcoming the distinguished guests of Chang'an.

Under the mille-feuille curtain, the golden jade is coveted, and it is especially precious and priceless in the famine years.

The sons of the Yuan clan stood under the leadership of their eldest son, Yuan Zhixiao, to welcome the distinguished guests from Chang'an.

"Zhang-kun, please sit down at the table......" Yuanzhishan smiled and signaled.

The jade-faced and beautiful young man, one of the eighteen kings of Kyushu and the "Fearful Zhang" Yuzhang Jun, proudly entered the table, and then-

Turning into a boar......

The seat was full of color, and even the Far Mountain and the Far Flute were shocked!

In the dark corner where the candle flame does not come, there is a clear and childish laughter.

“...... Far away!" Finally woke up, Xiao roared.

The beautiful young man in white walked out slowly, childish but stunningly beautiful with a bewitching aura.

"Carving insect skills, are adults happy?"

"Are you going to rebel!" Xiao asked angrily, conjuring up countless monsters!

The amber pupils were as intoxicating as the full moon, and the sheng smiled, and in the smile of the imprisoned soul like a chain, all illusions were controlled and transformed!

"Day and night are confused, and they are indistinguishable. Sacrifice my life, so that hypocrisy turns into passion, hatred turns into affection, and the wild cat turns into a minister—my resentment knows no bounds, and I will not live or kill!

The picture scroll of hell that envisioned countless nights of shame has finally unfolded and become reality!

Xiao could only tremble as he watched his younger brother approach in disbelief.

"Sheng......"

Sheng tilted his head and looked innocently at his pale face.

"Thank you, big brother, for letting me learn, the little skill of carving insects to become an introduction to illusion......" Qing's shallow smile was extremely charming, and Sheng's eyes showed coldness.

He bypassed his brother and walked over to his father.

"Evil seed!" the distant mountain roared, and the phantom tiger wolf suddenly appeared, rushing straight at him!

The phantom tiger wolf turned into light smoke and drifted away, he smiled and drew his long sword: "My lord, you didn't treat me as flesh and blood, so you can't complain about being killed by me, right?"

The deep red that stained his vision pleased him, and he finally laughed maniacally.

Finally, on the birthday of his father and himself, he was killed and stained with blood, and Sheng waited for the real VIP from Chang'an to give him a sword.

But the honored guest, the Evil Lord of Planting, smiled gently: "Shengjun, you are indeed different from this corrupt family, if you don't mind, how about assisting me in sweeping Kyushu?" I heard that this is also Shengjun's promise to Mrs. Tai......"

With just a few gentle words, Sheng survived. It turns out that the power can really be so magical, it really makes the wild cat turn into a minister.

Gradually accustomed to a false and charming smile, with a pleasant voice and a little trick to get rid of all the obstacles, and gradually blocked all traces of the past, now Sheng is the noble Wuzhou demon lord.

Dealing with intelligence for Yan Yingyuan was not an easy task, but Sheng felt that he had really escaped the past, and his time was only beginning now. By the time the Demon King arrived, he could already get everything he had hoped for before.

The painful memories are over, and now the reality is that the closed little room, Sheng with strange and ugly men.

Sheng's hand trembled, and he slowly loosened his clothes.

The impatient man rushed over and reached out to forcibly tear his robe—

Is this true?

The white hand grabbed the claws of the evil devil hard, and Sheng's beautiful face was lightly raised, and the mask was as emotionless as the mask.

Frightened by this look, the man stiffened.

Amber, moon-like pupils stared at him with a cold gaze.

Then there was a sudden clear laughter, and the beautiful dream demon appeared in its original form—

"Die. Clear and ruthless, Sheng shook off the man's hand in disgust.

Countless bamboos grew in the room, and the branches of the knots burst out like spears and spears!

Behind him was the man's terrible scream, Sheng Youyou dressed and pushed the door, and a cold and charming smile appeared on his delicate face.

Under the baptism of revenge, the fragile moth at that time has turned into a sinful spider!

Beautiful and deadly, the beautiful boy sneered, his eyes were full of cruel smiles, hating everything, despising everything-

"Let's all turn to dung!"

The door to the dark chamber is shut, and the ghost boy smiles charmingly, returning to the stage of power with an impeccable attitude.

One of the Nine Evil Kings, powerful, noble, and terrifying, this is the "Ghost God Boy"!

"Sheng, come here. "I feel bored at a grand banquet, but fortunately the evil lord will bring him out of the noise every time. But this time the meaning is different-

"Sheng, this is Yun Wei's newly recruited apprentice, and he is an envoy from the other world, isn't it very strange?" The evil lord who had always admired introduced himself to a blonde boy of his own age, "Petra Pallenset, whose current name is Teng Ning. ”

The young man's blue eyes looked at him curiously, the pure blue was very clean, like the sky that his mother had looked up at with him, so he couldn't help but envy the purity of the young man.

Thinking like this, Sheng was disgusted with everything about himself again, including the name given by his father—

"My name is...... Sheng, Tono Sheng. ”

Abandoning the word "zhi" associated with his siblings, Sheng felt a sense of relief.

(That's it, I'm a wild child, I haven't passed, I'm the "ghost and god boy" Tono Sheng...... ）

The young eyes of the teenagers smiled at each other, and their short but lasting friendship began at this moment. At this time, they didn't know where the bad luck would take them, and they didn't know why Qingyue's sheng song gradually changed into signs, and then they still hated it.