"Top-grade ink red, no blessing?" Amu couldn't help but move slightly when he heard those words, holding the bowl of blood tea with one hand, his eyebrows raised.

Look again, a person walked slowly outside the teahouse.

The man was wearing a snow-white straight-lined robe, with a large belt of moon-white auspicious cloud patterns around his waist, and a purple jade stone hung on it, which was simple and gloomy.

The bridge of the nose is upright, and the eyes are like autumn waves. His hands are white and slender, and he holds an antique folding fan. That person's popularity is extraordinary, especially a pair of sword eyebrows that add a bit of heroism.

Is that what he looks like a man in white?

"Huh?" However, Amu was moved in his heart.

Woman dressed as a man?

Because, the skin of the man in white is whiter, and the throat and neck are as smooth as jade. And the heroism of that face doesn't seem to be able to completely hide the beauty of the woman's romance.

Mortal?Amu's pupils shrank. However, this white-clothed boy gave Amu a feeling that was a little special.

Although the white-clothed boy did not have the aura of a monk that Amu was familiar with, there was an inexplicable aura on his body. That's completely different from the guy in the tea house.

He is by no means mortal!

Because, this man in white seems to have some kind of unknown power. At this time, the man in white was smiling, seemingly personable but with a hint of femininity, and came straight to Amu's seat.

"Top-grade ink red?" Amu looked at the white-clothed man and smiled faintly, and gently shook the tea bowl in his hand.

At this time, Amu could be sure that the bowl of tea was definitely blood water, or even human blood. This ancient city is definitely not an ordinary place.

"Of course!" the man in white smiled and nodded, and then sat directly opposite Amu without any politeness. Immediately, he lifted a tea bowl.

The ink pot is light, and the trickle is down, and the black tea is rippling.

The man in white poured himself a bowl of tea, and then took a sip, his face showing good intentions.

"It is worthy of being the Demon Capital Teahouse, and this high-grade ink red can be described as a must in the Demon Domain. This is the most delicious tea!" The man in white looked at Amu's eyes, and there was a hint of charm in his heroic spirit.

"Childe, good taste!" At this time, the guy Xiaosan came over again to greet him, and at the same time looked at Amu Dao with a smile, "Guest officer, you taste it slowly, you have your own taste." In the magic capital, we only have the best ink red here. Childe, what kind of tea do you want?"

"No need!" the man in white shook the folding fan in his hand, "I am friends with this son, just drink this pot of ink red together." Go down!"

"Okay! You have something to do, just give orders!" the young man turned around and retreated, and said secretly in his heart, "Today's guests are all early! This white-clothed boy doesn't seem to be a regular customer." I'm afraid it's not a Demon Capital!"

"Friend?" Amu looked at the man in white and smiled, "Who is Your Excellency? ”

"When we meet in Pingshui, we can also be friends!" the man in white smiled, "Even if we haven't met, we can make friends." What's more, Childe is in a foreign country, so he must also have a friend, right? ”

"In a foreign land?" Amu slowly put down the tea bowl in his hand. Amu definitely couldn't drink such tea, and then glanced deeply at the man in white, "It seems that you know that I am from the sea!"

"Hehe!" the man in white nodded and smiled, "Not only do I know, but many people in this city know! ”

"Oh?" Amu didn't change his face when he heard this, but just smiled faintly. Actually, this was expected by Amu. There must be a lot of strange people in this magic capital.

It's just that the little black bird, who was originally standing honestly on Amu's shoulder, tilted his head slightly.

"Are you a monk?" Amu asked the same question.

"Monk?" the man in white shook his head, "I've never heard of that term, but I guess you're referring to someone with extraordinary powers, right?"

"So to speak. Amu nodded.

"Hehe!" the man in white picked up the tea bowl again and took a sip of tea very elegantly. That blood tea seems to be quite loved by the man in white.

"In the Demon Domain, there are no monks, only demons!"

"Demon?" Amu raised his eyebrows. Because, last night, the voice on the black and white carriage also called itself a demon. It seems that the monks of this world are the so-called demons.

"That's right!Demon Demon!" a trace of conceit flashed in the eyes of the man in white, "In the entire Demon Domain, the person with great power is the Demon Demon! ”

"Demon Scholar, how to cultivate?" Amu frowned, "In this Demon Capital, or in the entire Demon Domain, there is not the slightest aura at all?"

"Cultivation?" The man in white was stunned for a moment, and seemed to feel that Amu's words were a little incredible, "Demons, they are all innate, why bother cultivating? Maybe you're right, the entire Demon Capital and even the entire Demon Domain don't have the slightest aura! However, demons don't need aura at all. ”

"With it?" Amu was also surprised, "You mean bloodline, in the Demon Domain, some people are born demons. ”

"That's right!blood?" said the man in white with a smile as he folded his fan slightly, "There are only two types of people in the vast Demon Domain, mortals and demons. But demons rule the entire demon realm, mortals, and only exist because of the needs of demons. ”

"Are you a demon?" Amu looked at the man in white.

"Naturally!"

"Demons, are they all equally powerful?" Amu remembered the power represented by the black and white carriage. That shouldn't be the ultimate power of a demon.

The two lights that disappeared were quite mysterious.

"Of course not!" the white-clothed man's eyes rolled, "Demons can be divided into three levels according to the strength of their abilities. We call it the upper, middle and lower three. ”

"How do demons get promoted?" Amu asked.

"Drink tea!" The man in white suddenly smiled strangely, and raised his glass slightly at Amu, as if he had no intention of answering Amu's question immediately.

"This tea-" Amu looked at the tea bowl again and sneered, "I'm really unblessed! This is not tea at all, but human blood!"

"Human blood?" the man in white chuckled, and the laughter was like that of a man and a woman.

"Childe, human blood is the tea of the Demon Domain! To be precise, this high-grade ink red is the blood of the inferior demon after blending. In the Demon Domain, blood is tea!"

"Blood, it's tea!" Amu's heart was cold, and at this time he remembered the eyes of the evil beast on the upper floor of the Demon Capital City, "The blood of inferior demons?"

"Otherwise, how can we be promoted?" said the man in white very naturally.

"Devouring the Kind!" was a pure shattered demonic path.

"It's not completely devoured! We only draw blood. The white-clothed man said indifferently, "Of course, if you have absorbed your bloodline, you will naturally not be able to live, but you can become a demon corpse." ”

"Demon corpses?"

"Subordinate to the demon who drew his bloodline, it's just the walking dead!" said the man in white lightly.

Amu was silent.

"In the Demon Domain, it is completely the jungle. Weak demons can be killed at any time, and they are all food for the strong. Those mortals-" The man in white sneered slightly, "They are even more in captivity for demons, and they can be killed at any time!

"Like, making tea?"

"Hehe! Childe is smart!" the white-clothed man drank all the tea in the cup, "It's just that the stronger the demon, the higher the requirements for the bloodline of the demon devoured! ”

At this time, Amu was extremely shocked in his heart.

The Demon Man, the Demon Capital, the Demon Domain, this is the real Demon World, or rather, the real Demon World.

Everything in this world is almost beyond Amu's moral and ethical bottom line. Within the Three Realms, immortals do not deceive mortals. The blood is devoured, and it is almost extinct.

The demons of the Three Realms, compared to them, are simply saints.

"In the Demon Domain, devouring bloodlines is the rule!"

At this time, the man in white actually looked at Amu with an extremely charming look.

It was an inexplicable heat!

"Your Excellency, is it a man or a woman?" Amu sneered......

"Men and women?" the man in white closed his gaze, then smiled, "The demon is the demon." As long as the bloodline is not absorbed, the demon is immortal!"

"Immortal?" Amu frowned and sneered, "Why, the demon, is always immortal and immortal, but he has to fall to death?"

Amu's words mean something. It's just that the man in white definitely doesn't understand.

At this time, Amu's Danhai was still shrinking and dissipating in wisps.

"Immortality, eternal life!" a dark light flashed in the eyes of the man in white, "This is the ultimate pursuit of all demons." Only those who have reached the top of the demon can coexist with the demon realm. ”

"Hmph!" Amu sneered again, "There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon outside the devil." According to what you said, unless you become the number one in the Demon Domain, there will always be the possibility of being drained of blood. Therefore, in order to protect yourself, you can only keep drawing strong blood. ”

"That's right!" the man in white nodded.

"How big is the Demon Domain?"

"The Demon Realm is boundless!"

"In the Demon Domain, there are countless cities like the Demon Capital, right?" asked Amu casually.

"Giggles!" the man in white put down the teacup, and then let out the laughter that was neither male nor female, "Childe, this time, you are wrong!"

"Oh?" Amu was stunned.

"The Vast Demon Domain. Legend has it that the Demon Domain was once extremely prosperous, with countless populations and thousands of cities!" The white-clothed man spread the folding fan lightly in his hand, and his eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

Amu saw that the pattern on the folding fan was exactly the same as the evil beast on the city tower. The bloody eyes are hideous, and the fangs are exposed.

"However, you know, a demon can only be strong if he devours his bloodline. The man in white looked at Amu, and a look of pain seemed to flash in his eyes.

And so the years passed. Mortals, demons, gradually decreasing. Thousands of cities withered and perished. Now in the entire Demon Domain, the most existent beings are actually not mortals, nor are they demons!"

"It's a demon corpse!" Amu replied.

"Hmph!" Bai Yi sneered, "The Demon Domain is endless, but it is empty, and there is only death." In the entire Demon Domain, I'm afraid there is only one city, and that is the Demon Capital!"

"What is your identity?" Amu squinted, and finally asked the question that had been unanswered. This white-clothed boy suddenly appeared, quite mysterious.

"Giggles, I can tell you!"

At this time, there was a string of laughter outside the teahouse. The magic capital teahouse, a third guest came in. (To be continued.) )