I am Dugufeng in the Tang Dynasty

The sun sets in the west mountain, the jade rabbit rises in the east, and the full brilliance falls on the river.Dugufeng stepped into the cabin lightly, and through the moonlight shining into the room through the porthole, she could see the beautiful figure looming in the curtains.

In fact, in the evening, Wan Hou had already woken up, but as soon as she woke up, she hid in Qingwei under the gauze tent and kept silent, as if she didn't want to see Dugufeng.

Dugufeng walked to the bed, looked at Houhou who was hugging the brocade quilt, leaning against the wall weakly, curled up into a ball.Wei Wei couldn't help feeling a little depressed, the training method in her fantasy hadn't been used yet, it was too unscientific for her to look like she had been played and broken.

Wan Wan stared blankly at Dugu Feng, the eyes were completely devoid of the agility of the past, the eyes that seemed to contain thousands of words were now only despair and confusion, and there was no more words on that beautiful and unparalleled pretty face. Lost the soul-stirring charm of the past, only pitiful despair remained.

She looked at Dugufeng, closed her eyes slowly, and said flatly: "Do you want Wanwan? Now Wanwan is yours."

At this time, Wan Wan seemed to accept her fate, she closed her eyes, and acted as if she let the king do whatever she wanted, which made Dugufeng feel very weird.With this appearance, it seems that she is a bully who wants to rape women from good families.Of course, if it were at other times, Dugufeng wouldn't mind being a real bully for a while, and bullying this little witch who is used to tricks.But the atmosphere of this meeting is really not suitable.Although Houhou's obsession after leaving was suppressed by her with great efforts, it has not been cured. At this time, Houhou's mood is very unstable. If she is to be trained again, I am afraid that one of them will be bad. His life was over.Therefore, before recalling the two Xiaoqiangs to treat Houhou well, not only can't continue to train Wanhou, but also find a way to arouse her to work hard.

So Dugufeng smiled slightly, without touching Houhou, turned around and went back to the table to sit down.

Wan Hou closed her eyes for a long time, but she surprisingly couldn't hear any movement, let alone Dugu Feng teasing her as usual.After a while, I found that there was still no movement, so I quietly opened my eyes.

The dim yellow interior came into view, and after losing her skills, Hou Hou also lost the ability to see the darkness as bright as day, and the dim cabin became hazy in her eyes, but with the moonlight coming in through the window, she was still able to Seeing the figure of Dugufeng.

Dugufeng is dressed in white, very conspicuous in the dark room, she is sitting quietly in front of the window sill at this moment, resting her chin on her hand, looking out of the window, the moonlight like water is gently sprinkled on her body, adding to her beauty. Feeling a bit of tranquility and mystery, Dugu Feng at this time has lost the sharpness of the day, revealing a rare gentle aura.

Suddenly, Dugufeng seemed to have sensed something, looked back suddenly, and quickly closed her eyes.But those long eyelashes couldn't help trembling slightly, betraying her true mood.

Dugufeng smiled slightly, taking a panoramic view of all this.With her cultivation base of spiritual perception, even without eyes, she can clearly understand the scene in the entire cabin. Although Houhou's movements are gentle, she can't hide it from Dugufeng.

But she didn't break it all, just smiled and said: "Now there is a bad news and a good news, which one do you want to hear?"

"..." Houhou closed her eyes tightly, turning a deaf ear to Dugufeng's words, without any reaction.

Dugufeng smiled slightly, not paying attention to Wanwan's reaction.

"The good news is that the Suzerain has canceled the 30-year battle between the Yingui Sect and Cihang Jingzhai. You are free and don't have to bear any kind of responsibility anymore."

Houhou's delicate body couldn't help trembling slightly, and the hand holding the corner of the quilt couldn't help but clenched tightly.

"The bad news is that I wish the suzerain to officially teach your junior sister Bai Qing'er the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu. You are no longer the only successor of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu."

A drop of clear tears flowed gently from the tightly closed eyes...

Dugufeng walked gently to the bed, quietly watching Houhou's silent tears, suddenly felt that she was bored enough, and couldn't help but reflect on whether she had bullied Houhou too hard, as far as Dugufeng knew, In the original book, this little witch only shed tears once, and that was after learning of Zhu Yuyan's death. Now, counting the first night, the little witch has been bullied and cried for the second time.To be able to cry twice for this resolute and outstanding descendant of the Demon Sect, should we say that she is superb in means, or is she hard-hearted?

Seeing the pitiful appearance of Wanhou crying silently, Dugufeng is not hard-hearted after all, she couldn't help but sighed, and comforted her softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry, what I just said is a lie your."

Just as Dugufeng's palm touched Houhou's shoulder, Wanhou erupted suddenly. She bumped her head into Dugufeng's arms, beat Dugufeng vigorously with both hands, and cried, "Dugufeng, I hate you to death!" I hate you, I hate you..."

Dugufeng didn't expect that Houhou's eruption would be so intense. In this case, she could only hug Wanhou gently and let her beat herself to vent.

After a long time, Hou Hou finally vented enough, and fell softly into Dugufeng's arms, sobbing softly.

Seeing the appearance of the pear blossoms in the rain, Dugufeng comforted: "Actually, your martial arts may not have the hope of recovery."

Houhou's sobbing became slightly softer.

Dugufeng smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "However, it is impossible to send you back to the Yingui sect."

Houhou's sobbing suddenly became louder again.

Dugufeng ignored Houhou's sobbing, and continued: "I have a method that can not only heal your injury, but may even improve your Heavenly Demon Skill, do you want to try it?"

Houhou's sobbing eased down, and it was intermittent, so sad.

Dugufeng smiled and said: "The Heavenly Demon Kungfu is the extraordinary skill of the Demon Sect, second only to the Dao Heart Planting Demon Dafa. The highest level is the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu. I don't know how many of your ancestors in the past can successfully practice the Heavenly Demon Kungfu What about the eighteenth floor?"

The sound of sobbing is still there.

Dugufeng didn't need to answer, she said self-consciously: "The Queen of Yin, Zhu Yuyan, is known as the most outstanding figure of the Yingui Sect for hundreds of years. ! But as far as I know, even the Queen of Yin stops at the seventeenth level of the Heavenly Demon Art."

Wanhou's sobbing stopped, she raised her head, stared at Dugufeng closely with tearful eyes, and said fiercely: "If Shi Zhixuan hadn't deceived Master with his rhetoric, Master would have violated the rules of practicing Heavenly Demon Kungfu." Taboo, there is no hope of reaching the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu for life. Otherwise, why would the master stop at the seventeenth level of the Heavenly Demon Kungfu?"

Dugufeng was noncommittal to Wanhou's refutation, but smiled slightly: "Even if your master has practiced the [-]th level of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu, but counting the past hundreds of years, only one Yin Empress has appeared, and it is difficult to practice the Heavenly Demon Kungfu." , is too big."

Wan Hou snorted coldly, turned her pretty face away, and refused to look at Dugufeng.

Dugufeng didn't take it seriously, and said lightly: "Even if you can practice the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu to the eighteenth level? The No. 18 level of the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu is only comparable to the great masters of the world. The eighteenth level is already the highest level of the Heavenly Demon Kungfu." , but as far as I know, the highest state of Cihang Jingzhai's "Cihang Sword Code" can break through the limit of heaven and man, cultivate the way of heaven with the way of swordsmanship, and gain a glimpse into the unfathomable and supreme way of heaven. Its highest state is death. It is already infinitely close to the supreme state of Shattered Void. Since Tian Mo Ce can be listed as one of the four great books in the world together with the Cihang Sword Code, the Tian Mo Gong derived from Tian Mo Ce is not known to be comparable to the highest state of the Ci Hang Jing Jian Code What about Famen?"

Houhou's face froze, Dugufeng's words could be regarded as hitting the Yingui faction's death spot.Tian Mo Ce's being able to be listed among the four great books alongside Cihang Sword Code is naturally not a vain name, but the martial arts that can rival the highest level of Sword Code is not Tian Mo Gong, but the most mysterious and unpredictable Dao Xin in the Demon Sect The great magic method of cultivating demons, the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu is certainly a peerless skill, but its highest level is only up to the eighteenth level. There is still a long way to go to the master realm.Even though the Yingui Sect was not convinced, they had to admit that in some respects, the Heavenly Demon Kung Fu was indeed inferior to the Cihang Sword Code.

Dugufeng lowered her head slightly, looked down at Houhou from a high position, revealed an inscrutable smile, and said, "I have a method that will allow you to successfully cultivate the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Kungfu. It may even be a step closer to let you ..."

Dugufeng spoke normally, kept silent, and looked at Wanhou with a smile, as if she had whetted Wanhou's appetite.

Wan Hou looked up at Dugu Feng, his dull eyes gradually became alive, expressions of disbelief, doubt, surprise, hesitation, expectation, etc. flashed like lightning in Wan Hou's eyes.After a long time, Wan Hou turned his head slightly, looked at Bie Chu, and exhaled softly: "I don't believe you, I don't believe you..."

Dugufeng stared at Wanwan, and after a while, suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that your injury no longer needs treatment."

Wan Hou closed her eyes lightly, two red clouds flew over her pretty face, and said in a hateful voice: "If it doesn't get cured, it won't get cured, I don't want to live anyway."

Dugufeng smiled and said: "That's not okay, you are my man now, even if you want to die, you have to get my permission."