The boundless darkness kept tormenting Wan Yingmu, and no matter how Wan Yingmu shouted, no one responded.

Suddenly!

"Truly, abruptly, truly. ”

With a burst of eerie and evil laughter, filled with greed for the soul, that incomparably familiar consciousness, representing conspiracy and chaos, Wan Yingmu opened his eyes violently.

"Outsider, you're awake!"

When Wan Yingmu opened his eyes, what he saw was the faces of strange young and beautiful girls.

It is said to be a girl's face, but it is not so.

Although these "people" are generally similar in appearance to the people of Wanyingmu World, they have a bunch of immature horns on their foreheads, which is very peculiar.

These girls have skin as white as snow, delicate as silk, and only use fiery red palm leaves to weave strips of clothing to cover key parts, but they are not shy at all, and they are probably used to it.

"En, junior sister!"

Thinking of something suddenly, Wan Yingmu struggled to sit up, but found that his whole body was sore, and every inch of muscle seemed to be severely strained, and the true qi in his body was disordered.

An old woman with a scarf walked over and looked at Wan Yingmu.

Although the old woman is older, it is not difficult to see the beauty of her youth, and the clothes on her body are woven of feathers.

"Outsider, how did you get through the Cursed Lands?"

The old woman looked at Wan Yingmu with deep jealousy and uneasiness in her eyes.

Wan Yingmu struggled several times in a row to no avail, lying on the bed and kept looking up, looking for traces of the life box, these girls around the rattan bed noticed it, and dispersed, Wan Yingmu saw the small thorn vine planted in the skull pot, only to breathe a sigh of relief, struggle signal, a girl wearing a fiery red leaf shirt, handed over the life box.

Strangely, these girls had no doubts about the plant planted in the skull.

"The Cursed Lands?"

Wan Yingmu held the life box in his arms, and after sensing the consciousness of the bewitching devil in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the old woman and said, "I don't know, I came here after accidentally passing through a chaotic storm of time and space. ”

Wan Yingmu could clearly perceive that in the aura here, the spiritual power of the flame seemed to be extremely abundant.

The old woman was surprised, and kept muttering "Time and Space Storm",

After a while, the old woman sighed and said: "We Velvet Clan, who have guarded the seal of the World-Destroying Flame Demon for generations, have been guarding for many years, and in order to protect the good life of the world, the youthful blood of our Velvet Clan for generations has been sprinkled in the deepest part of this cursed place. ”

At this moment, a dignified and beautiful noble woman walked outside the door.

She was probably already two meters tall, and there was a fire spirit floating on her shoulder, like a small bee.

"Her Majesty the Queen of Velvet!"

Everyone in the room saluted.

After waving her hand, the woman looked at Wan Yingmu, who had awakened on the rattan bed, and said to the old woman: "Elder, has this outsider explained how he entered the Cursed Land? The Cursed Land is the epitome of the Sealing Array, and the loopholes in the Cursed Land also represent the loopholes in the Sealing Array, and you must not be careless." ”

"Uh......"

The old woman said: "He himself doesn't know how he came here, don't worry, Your Majesty, wait for me to inquire in detail." ”

"Yes. ”

Her Majesty looked down condescendingly at Wan Yingmu on the hospital bed, her cold eyes seemed to be warnings, and then she left the room.

This house is not a wooden house, but a natural tree hole formed by a thick tree trunk.

After Her Majesty left the wooden house, the velvet girls who were surrounding Wan Yingmu actually stretched out their palms one after another and wiped them on Wan Yingmu's smooth forehead.

"Wow, the people outside really have no tentacles as recorded in the classics. Then how should they feel the power of fire? Hehe, that's weird. ”

"You don't know this, I heard that there are some magicians who master all kinds of strange energies outside, and we are the fire velvet clan, men are born warriors, and women are born fire magicians. ”

A group of people chatted and chatted, and people kept coming to the cabin, looking at Wan Yingmu as if they were looking at something strange.

It was not until evening, when several stout and serious-looking men, dressed in animal skin coats and armed with metal weapons, entered the hut that the chattering women left the room.

A man with red and green paint on his cheek looked at Wan Yingmu with wary hostility.

"Velvet Clan, outsiders are not welcome, and you will bring ominous seals here. ”

With that, the man dropped a few fruits and left the room.

Night is coming.

The footsteps of people walking outside the door kept coming, and Wan Yingmu knew that this was the guard of the velvet tribe over him.

His physical condition improved, Wan Yingmu struggled to put it on, looked at the bewitching life box in his hand, and kept urging Xia Yu, turning into a dark golden gray smoke, and Xia Yu wrapped around the life box.

Wan Yingmu couldn't wait to say, "What about my junior sister's soul?"

The bewitching devil stared at Wan Yingmu's eyes, and between the two, there was an eerie silence for a second.

This second seems to be extraordinarily long.

Immediately, the corner of the devil's smoke-like mouth was bewitched, revealing an evil arc, and he said slowly: "Didn't you already sense it, why did you still come to ask me, follow your heart." ”

The smile of the bewitching devil was thrilling, but it was a bit stiff, but at this time, Wan Yingmu had completely ignored it.

Stretching out his wrinkled right hand, Wan Yingmu's eyes focused on the bewitching life box, the completely different leaf, Wan Yingmu's eyes seemed to see the little junior sister who was smiling innocently at him on the cloud mountain.

"Senior sister. ”

A soft smile appeared on his face, and Wan Yingmu carefully plucked this soul leaf from the thorny vine life box that bewitched the devil.

"Ah......h

The bewitching devil groaned in pain.

Wan Yingmu paused, thinking back on his sacrifices over the years, and the body that had fallen into the demon path was filled with happiness at this moment, and he regained his calm.

"Xia Yu, your life box is now in my hands, according to the rules of the devil world, I am your master! But don't worry, I won't use you, and I won't let you harm the world anymore, I will plant you on the cloud mountain, let the cloud mountain be quiet, and purify the anger in your heart. ”

After a pause, Wan Yingmu said: "You always say, how unwilling you were in your previous life, have you ever thought that you may also be a resentful spirit now?"

However.

But the bewitching devil screamed, "No, I am the devil! Don't you think about it...... Ahh

Wan Yingmu's eyes had completely recovered their clarity, which was the heroic righteousness of the positive disciple Yunshan Swordsmanship.

"Senior Sister ......"

Muttering in a low voice, Wan Yingmu opened the Qiankun bag, the white mist filled, and a bottle of ice coffin appeared.

Wan Yingmu struggled as best he could, and took the soul leaf into the mouth of the sleeping woman in the tube.

Gradually, the perennial frozen woman seemed to have a body temperature, her eyelashes moved, and then she slowly opened her eyes and looked at herself.

Wan Yingmu saw from her clear pupils that her infatuated eyes reflected everything about her.

"Senior brother?"

At this moment, Wan Yingmu felt that all the beauty had turned into eternity in his heart.

......

"Truly, abruptly, truly. ”

This is Wan Yingmu's laughter that bewitched the devil before he opened his eyes in the dark.

In the eyes of the bewitching devil, the light blue soul light had been completely infected by the darkness of the soul loophole, expanding to every corner of the limbs and hundreds of bones, completing the invasion of the host.

Comparatively.

Wan Yingmu's consciousness, on the contrary, because of the spread of pitch black erosion, has become a loophole in Xia Yu's soul, where the demon is, in the demon heart illusion that Xia Yu used Wan Yingye to brew, he can't extricate himself and completely falls.

Feeling the "whirlpool of demons" in his soul, he bewitched the devil and laughed.

"I used to be your demon, and now, you're mine. ”

With the muttering of the bewitching devil, he slowly opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light entered his eyes, and as far as the eye could see, there was a dense steam, and below him was the surface of the wave lake.

The sound of rattling waves.

The man who fell on the surface of the lake, his body floated silently, standing in mid-air, holding a pot of strange thorny vines in his hand, and a trace of curvature appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"A real freshman. ”

Xia Yu raised his face, letting the sunlight pass through the steam and sprinkle on his withered and wrinkled face, calmly satisfied.