The Futu Palace is a place that is always in the dark night, and there is never daylight, and the only glimmer of light is still emitted by the artificially transformed full moon hanging above the dark night sky of the Futu Palace. There are seven brakes in the Futu Palace, resentment, desire, hatred, annihilation, time, sheng, and inferiority, these seven brakes are different from the resolute and brave Seven Evil Stars, one of the main stars in Ziwei Doushu, they do not represent courage and justice, on the contrary, they represent darkness and blood, they are the messengers of hell, the sharpest seven knives in the Demon Realm Futu Palace, and they are also the seven demons who want to get rid of them in the fairy world. Oh, they didn't dare to eradicate the Futu Palace, and they couldn't eradicate it. Although today's demon realm cannot be compared with the ancient demon race. The biggest difference between the two is that the Brahma ancient demons, the formation and breeding of demons, is the essence condensed by the evil thoughts that are everywhere and everywhere in the world, or it can be said that the evil place will bloom the flowers of hell, and the resentment in the world is endless, and the demons will continue to end. Therefore, the power of the primordial demon race is unimaginably powerful in the existing Brahma Five Realms. And the current Demon Realm Futu Palace, the generation of demons, the body of the demon is not the qi of resentment, but the real demonization of living beings from all walks of life. They sell their souls, start blood alliances, enter the demon heart, and become bloodthirsty, that is the beginning of the fall of demons. So in terms of strength, the current demon realm is indeed in decline.

However, what is this, what is this? What is the Dao Sect of the Immortal Family, and what is the inheritance of the Divine Realm, none of them routinely abide by the principle of the Five Realms of the law of the jungle, the way of survival, this is the case. They are also afraid of the strong, and they have some scruples. And there is such an existence in the Futu Palace, which makes them afraid and scruples-Chi Shu. No one knows his origin, as if he was born out of thin air, he used his bloodlust to go crazy, and every move was a river of blood, which successfully convinced the Futu Palace and even all walks of life - he was a messenger sent by the palace master of the Futu Palace to supervise the Futu Palace, and the palace called him "Master Chi". The palace master has never shown up, and except for Chi Shu, no one in the demon world has ever seen the so-called palace master of the Futu Palace.

Well, what kind of person is Master Chi? Sang Wushu thought, ah, he really can't be regarded as a person.

The thumb of the right hand is hot, and a black gold wrench on the finger shows a slight golden light, and the light flashes, and a slim woman appears in front of Sang Wushi, with beautiful eyebrows and autumn moon, apricot eyes and cherry lips, and a light blue gauze clothes floating, beautiful.

"Xiaoman, you are so anxious to see me, it seems that you miss me very much. Sang teased her from time to time. Xiaoman is her demon slave, since she volunteered to join the Futu Palace from time to time to set up a blood alliance, she has worn a wrench, and the Xiaoman who exists in the wrench finger uses her magic power as nourishment to keep tracking and searching for Qicha, similar to the induction distress device within a hundred miles, and it is also a vessel for setting up a blood alliance, so the wrench of Qicha cannot be lost if you lose your life.

"Wusheng hurt you again, right? Don't you know how to endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky? Why bother with them?" the beauty muttered, reached out and patted Sang Wushi's upturned calf, and then came over to gently help her sit up. "I've taken some ice to help you relieve your pain. ”

"Hiss—it hurts. Someone who was nagged shouted pain on his lips, but his golden eyes were full of smiles, and in a blink of an eye, he rubbed his head against Xiaoman's neck, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, "No matter what calm the sea and the sky are, that's not what I endured, that's the Dragon King's job." Besides, don't you take care of me, don't you care if he doesn't die, if the master doesn't like it, he doesn't like it, and I'm afraid that she won't make it? Sure enough, her move successfully made her little man blush. It's so cute.

She was never afraid of offending Wusheng, but fell into the hands of that dead girl, and she would definitely hurt ten times more than when she was first injured. After all, she's such a disgusting being.

"Okay, okay, you go in and have a good rest, I'll help you clean and clean the yard, otherwise it will really become a deserted yard." Xiaoman pushed her, "Okay, good, our Xiaoman is the most virtuous." But the deserted courtyard is the deserted courtyard, how clean is it?" she also got up, pinched Xiaoman's little face, and walked into the house.

Xiaoman: ......

Sang Wushi's courtyard is located in the most remote location of the entire Futu Palace, and no one knows if she has convulsions, so every time Wusheng treats her, she always complains, in addition to disgusting her as a person, she complains that this broken place is too far away, and she is tired to death when she walks. Why are you tired, maybe she has short legs, Sang thought.

"Wuxuan, look at his face that is neither male nor female, I am really angry. Wusheng looked at Sang Wushi's residence in the distance, and his willow eyebrows were raised tightly. It's just that he has been degenerated into a demon by the lowest human being, and he really thinks he has a few pounds and a few taels. "Lost the dust beads, he thought he had a few lives to be punished. ”

The smile that laughed at Sang Wushi at the beginning of Wuxing quietly disappeared, she just looked at the moon in the night sky with cold air, and didn't say a word. After a long time, Wusheng beside her looked impatient, and then she said slowly: "We don't know if the dust beads are lost or not, but she is indeed the only one who can enter the enchantment." Wu Sheng turned his head, his usual frivolous and arrogant look was actually very serious and dignified at this moment, "Wu Sheng, I don't know if I can be forgiven by Master Chi this time, but Sang Wushi's injuries are indeed caused by the destruction of the internal barrier." After speaking, she looked at the girl in front of her as if she didn't understand, and she wanted to continue to speak, but was interrupted by Wusheng unintentionally or unintentionally, "No, with the power of that enchantment, how can he let him die there." After speaking, he didn't wait for a reply, and walked forward.

Wu Xuan looked at the back of her leaving, squinted his eyes, and did not follow.

In the past few days, I thought that the Five Realms would inevitably blow a bloody storm, but the fact is that these days have been very calm, except for the fairy world and the human world, which are slightly chaotic, the other three realms are all terrifyingly silent. Because, I originally thought that the protection barrier of the two worlds of immortals and people was about to be broken, but in fact, it didn't. Except for being a little thinner than the dust beads when they were still in the Fufeng faction, the protective film that prevented the invasion of the other three realms was still there.

This phenomenon made the forces of the other three realms hesitate, and also caused a new controversy about the previous Demon Realm Demon Mulberry stealing the dust bead from time to time. If the Demon Realm Demon Boss has this bead, there is no reason for this barrier to exist. However, when the Demon Realm raised troops to attack the Immortal Realm and snatched the dust beads, the Immortal Realm would naturally not be so resigned. The battle of immortals and demons is inevitable after all.

These few days are also a period when Sang has no time to cultivate her body and mind with peace of mind, in addition to teasing Xiaoman in the yard, she is hiding in her own enchantment and falling asleep. In addition to the loss of spiritual power that could not be recovered in a short period of time, her injuries were so good that they were seventy-seven eighty-eight. It's just that no one knows the extent of her recovery, and in the eyes of outsiders, she is still seriously injured. Therefore, these days, she is rare to be idle, but she knows that it is time to coax someone, otherwise, she dare not think about the consequences.

The footsteps did not stop, stepping across the stone bridge on the red night river, Sang Wushi took advantage of the moonlight to push open the black lacquer door of the night pavilion. In the night pavilion, it was dark, and wisps of moonlight penetrated in, faintly illuminating the fluttering black veil in the pavilion.

"Master Chi. I'm coming" Sang's clear voice echoed in the night pavilion, but for a long time, there was no response. Inside the pavilion, it was eerily quiet. After settling down, she spoke again, "You're not here, I'll go?" This time it didn't take long for a glimmer of light to faintly shine in the auditorium, and Sang walked in step from time to time. It was the inner courtyard of the Night Pavilion.

Before she could step in, a black shadow rushed towards her from the inside with a fierce and striking momentum. didn't dodge, Sang raised his hand from time to time and "snapped" a whip to counterattack, and suddenly, a "meow" sound sounded, with anger, resentment, and a trace of grievance. Without looking at the stinky black cat who was beaten to the ground by her, Sang stepped into the inner courtyard from time to time, it was so good, there was finally a little light. also let her finally see the figure rolling back and forth on the withered yellow lawn - the legendary terrifying devil - Chi Shu.

Seeing her come in, the figure finally stopped his really indecent rolling, and lay on his side on his side, supporting his forehead with one hand, and his eyes, so determined, locked on her.

What kind of style is that, the man's long eyebrows fly obliquely into the sideburns, unruly, phoenix eyes are flowing, dark and deep, lips are like cherries, skin is like snow, bewitching and delicate facial features, a few strands of black hair scattered in front of the forehead are moving with the wind, a simple and shiny wooden hairpin, gently pinning the black hair on the temples, and the green silk is all scattered on the shoulders. The clear eyes hide the danger of cold and dark night, and the corners of the eyes are frivolous, like a color, and if you don't pay attention to it, it will be seductive, it is a face that is extremely beautiful. Dressed in a black robe, with a dark red embroidered black cloak on his shoulders, scattered randomly on the ground.

The moon is bright and the sky is black, and layers of white mist rise in the inner courtyard at night, and the yellow of the withered grass under his feet, and the black all over him, in stark contrast, as if at a glance, the mountains and rivers in the world, all things and stars, will be eclipsed.

Of course, if you ignore the cold darkness that surrounds him, the aura of deadly danger, Sang Wushi admits that it is indeed a very beautiful painting.