Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

Chapter 125 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (10)

The night before going down the mountain, Qi Sheng suffered from insomnia for the first time.

He tilted his head sideways, staring at the dark night sky outside the window, and his heart seemed to have fallen into a dark abyss, empty and silent.

The demon king did not enter his dream today.

"Bad Dengxi", Qi Sheng murmured softly, and slowly pulled the quilt to cover his face, the ends of his beautiful eyes were slightly wet and red, and the little tear moles that were not obvious at the ends of his eyes became brighter due to dizziness.

Nan Xian originally planned to summon the white rabbit to get into its body as usual, and then sleep and dream with the handsome and handsome little uncle.

But today in the dungeon, she inexplicably sensed a strong evil spirit.

If this powerful coercion of demon power was left in the past, she might not be able to notice it, but now she has refined most of the former demon king's demon pill for her own use, and her demon power is not what it used to be.

Even though the other party deliberately concealed the monster power, the little monk who chanted sutras didn't notice it, but Nan Xian, who was the king of the monster clan, keenly caught it.

Sure enough, as soon as the handsome monk who was chanting sutras left, a black cloud flowed out of nowhere.

The demon trap that Qingya Mountain is proud of is like a piece of scrap iron in the eyes of the other party.Easy to get in, in front of Nan Xian, a handsome boy in black slowly condensed from the black clouds.

The young man has picturesque eyebrows, with a pair of tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes, but his skin is as cold and white as snow. The two elements, extremely warm and extremely cold, collide, like roses growing on a steep cliff.

Yangchun and March are expected to be sharp and cold in spring.

This was Nan Xian's first impression when he saw Lu Yixiu.

"Xiu met His Royal Highness the Demon King."

The boy knelt down on one knee, reminding Nan Xian of the knight of the princess in Greek mythology.

Although he was amazed by the young man's bewitching beauty, Nan Xian had done so many missions and was somewhat immune to beautiful men. He blinked and asked calmly.

"How did you come?"

The young man raised his light blue eyes and stared at her intently: "Xiu to see if His Highness is well? If His Highness wants to go back to the demon world, Xiu can take His Highness back at any time."

"No need for now, I live pretty well in Qingya Mountain."

Her target of the attack is here, and the target of the attack is a house monk who doesn't like to go down the mountain. If she and Lu Yixiu return to the demon world, how can they continue the attack mission?

Lu Yixiu glanced at the cold and damp prison, a cold light flashed in his green eyes, he was silent for a while, then lowered his eyes to plead guilty: "His Highness is blaming Xiu?"

Nan Xian was stunned: "Huh? Blame you for what?"

"Xiu failed to take good care of Young Master Yu and let Young Master Yu commit suicide in front of His Highness. It was Xiu's fault, His Highness please punish Xiu." A wisteria whip suddenly appeared in the boy's hand.

"No, I don't blame you..."

Just about to talk about right and wrong, it was the demon king who first took a fancy to that Mr. Yu, and then forced him to commit suicide in full view of everyone in order to preserve his virginity.

"Your Highness, please punish Xiu." The young man stretched his hands forward, and presented the purple whip in front of Nan Xian.

Nan Xian's brain was buzzing, she was familiar with this purple whip!
After the original owner swallowed the former demon king's demon pill, his temperament became more and more violent and irritable and moody under the influence of the demon pill.

So Lu Yixiu refined this wisteria and poured it with demon power to make it as firm as a rock and as tough as rush grass. Once the demon king was on the verge of violent anger, he would let the demon king beat him to vent his anger.

Lu Yixiu's body was covered with welts of wisteria.

New wounds add to old wounds, month after month.

No one in this world can hurt the powerful demon Lu Yixiu, the only one who can leave a wound on him is the demon king Nan Xian, but he is willing to be his slave.

"Your Highness, please punish Xiu."

Nan Xian: "..." After living for so many years, this is the first time I see someone begging someone to smoke me!Young man, didn't you get shaken by the whip?

Lu Yixiu approached with his knees grinding on the ground, tilted his head slightly, his blue eyes were like a pool of blue waves, rippling slowly, and his voice was hoarse and long: "Master, please punish Xiu."

Dig!

How fat is this kind of posture that stretches your neck and invites you to ravage it!

Nan Xian took two or three steps back abruptly, took a deep breath, tried his best to keep calm, approached the young man's turbulent eyes, and picked up the purple whip.

Snapped--

With a loud bang, a row of deep whip marks were left on the impenetrable iron pillar of the cage, and the stones near the cage were blown away by the strong airflow.

Although the Purple Whip poured with Lu Yixiu's demonic power could not destroy the trapped demon cage, the traces left behind were indestructible.

"Lu Yixiu, doesn't it hurt if you hit me with a whip?"

Nan Xian turned her head to look at Lu Yixiu who was staring blankly at the traces of the iron pillar with a frozen expression, frowned slightly, rolled up the purple whip and handed it over.

"Take back the monster power on the purple whip, I won't need this thing in the future!"

Lu Yixiu was silent for a while, curling his fingers, suppressing the frenzied surprise in his heart, staring at Nan Xian with burning green eyes: "Your Highness, have you cleared the demon core in your body?"

Hearing this, Nan Xian squinted her eyes slightly, how did Lu Yixiu know that the people in Qingya Mountain would give her the Yao Pill to transform into the former Demon King?

eccentric……

Since Lu Yixiu was able to enter Qingya Mountain as if entering no one's land, why didn't he come to Qingya Mountain's dungeon earlier to take her out?

"Xiu has indeed heard that there is a kung fu technique on Qingya Mountain, which can overcome the evil aura on the Yaohua Pill. It is because Xiu went beyond the rules and did not tell. Your Highness, please punish Xiu."

The young man lifted up the purple whip that hadn't recovered its demon power yet.

Nan Xian didn't take the purple whip, but said quietly: "So I entered the dungeon of Qingya Mountain, was it actually your plan?
Does Mr. Yu's death have anything to do with you? "

The air fell silent.

After a long time, the young man said in a low voice, "Xiu just gave him a dagger, because he felt that he was not worthy of His Highness, so he committed suicide in shame."

Nan Xian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

She somewhat knows where the trend of turning black and white in the demon world came from. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!

"The matter of Mr. Yu has come to an end, and everyone in the demon world is not allowed to harass the Wen family. In addition, a box of treasures is sent as an apology.

Also, do you have to kneel down and talk to me?stand up. "

Nan Xian didn't notice the small curve of the young man's rosy lips in the dark, the curve disappeared in the blink of an eye, Lu Yixiu stood up obediently.

The young man was tall, with a slender figure like a straight cedar on the Tianshan Mountains.

"Your Highness, are you really not following Xiu back to the Demon Mansion?"

"Let's wait a little longer," Nan Xian looked away perfunctorily with a guilty conscience.

Your demon king wants to "marry" in Qingya Mountain.

"Okay, Naxiu will come to pick up His Highness after a while."

Under Qingya Mountain, Weeping Willow Town.

The town is not as prosperous as the capital, but the sparrow is small and well-equipped.

In the town, there is Baozhulou, which sells gold and silver jewelry, and there are also restaurants and clothing stores. The hawkers at the street stalls sell a variety of things, and there are all kinds of gadgets and ornaments.

When Ji Shengzai Shanqi and two other disciples of Qingya Mountain were talking with the Wen family in the teahouse, he walked out of the teahouse with a heartbeat like a drum.

The few disciples guarding outside the teahouse saw that he was about to go out, remembered the warning from the master, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Qisheng, where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)