Demon King’s Repayment

"Danluo? Brother Danluo?"

Danluo heard someone calling his name in a daze.

Is that weird human? Not only was he not afraid of himself, but he dared to invite him to drink, which was very interesting.

What is his name? It seems to be called Su Bai.

Dan Luo opened his eyes and saw the cheerful old man standing on the bow of the boat with two jugs of wine in his hand, "Aluo, what do you think I brought?"

Is Su Bai already so old? Oh yes, he is already old.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but Dan Luo felt particularly tired at this moment, and his mind was so dizzy that he couldn't think much, and he didn't want to think about it.

Subai stepped into the cabin of the wooden boat, sat down beside him, set out the wine cup, and opened the side dishes wrapped in oil paper. The scene in front of him seemed to be covered with a sheet of translucent paper, dimly invisible, but the old man no longer knew how many times he had done such an action, which made Dan Luo feel familiar and at ease.

He remembered the first time he saw Su Bai.

At that time, he was wandering in the gloomy bottom, the bottom of Yuanshui was quiet and stable.

Danluo has lived in this river since he was born. He has no idea how many years he has lived here, and he has almost merged with the river. The time at that time was so long, carefree and somewhat lonely and boring.

He raised his head and saw a shadow floating on the water refracted by light and shadow. There should be living creatures named humans sitting there, rowing tools called boats they made.

There was a melodious flute sound from the boat. Dan Luo liked all music. He wagged his tail and approached the water, listening to the clean and clear music.

A thin fishing line hung from the edge of the wooden boat, and a fishing hook was attached to the end of the line.

Dan Luo circled the little hook with a little bit of food. Really ridiculous human beings, who do you want to catch with such a simple trap?

After playing the flute, the man on the boat smiled stupidly to himself and talked to the moon.

"Although there is a good wine and a good month, it is a pity to drink alone and have no blind date." A hand holding a wine cup stretched out from the side of the boat, "God of river, God of river, toast you a glass."

The amber liquid fell into the water, sending a unique fragrance.

Dan Luo at the bottom of the boat thought for a while, this river lived with his spirit body, then this glass of wine should be for him. He opened his mouth and swallowed the glass of wine. What was it, strong and topping, and the taste seemed good.

Since then, with a river breeze and a leaf boat, the flowers are full of Zhu, the wine is full of cups, and thousands of miles have been made friends.

"Lao Bai, I feel hungry, I want to eat, eat a lot of food." Dan Luo opened his eyes and said while looking at the old man sitting opposite.

His body seems weak and exhausted, and he really wants to be replenished with energy as soon as possible.

"Can you not eat humans? If you eat my compatriots, even if we do not become enemies, we can't get along like this anymore."

"No, I'm very hungry. My body is empty and uncomfortable."

"I can't help myself. I will give you one arm. Anyway, I have one arm." The old man said helplessly.

How can there be such stupid humans?

Forget it, I don't want to see him missing one arm.

"Sorry, Alu, I have kept you patient for a long time." Subai put away the fishing rod on the bow, and the thin fishing line was faintly light in the air. "This is your instinct. It's hard to be friends with me, right?"

Dan Luo blinked, a familiar sense of fear rose in his heart.

"For so many years, you have always allowed you to accommodate me. At least in the end, I hope I can do something for you." The smiling figure said and said, it faded, "Alu, come on, this world without me, you too I can find a lot of friends."

The figure finally dissipated in the misty reeds,

The world in front of him became clear, only the winding fishing line was left, and a human mage was following the end of the fishing line.

Dan Luo wanted to prop up his body, the sharp pain covered his senses like a tide, concentrated on the mutilated tail. Only then did he realize that he had lost the energy to move, and he even did his best to open his eyes like this.

I could only watch the young human girl, walk towards him step by step, and stretched out her hand towards him.

Yuan Xianger stretched out her hand and unbuttoned the muzzle on Danluo's head, but did not disconnect the iron rope that tied his hands behind him.

Even if the demon was seriously injured and dying, he described the embarrassment to such an extent that he still couldn't see any signs of weakness in his eyes.

Yuan Xianger helped him into the cabin of the boat and lay down, squatting down beside him,

"Would you like to be my apostle? As long as you are bound by me, you will not hurt anyone arbitrarily. I will not hurt your life, nor will I humiliate you wantonly."

"Don’t you humans have a saying, killers, people will kill them? As a hunter, I am prepared to become a prey. Needless to say, kill me and take my demon pill and bones. "Dan Luo's face was bleak, he took a mouthful of blood from his throat, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I've died a hundred, and it's not bad. Hey, after killing me, can you throw your unwanted body into Yuanshui? I want to die in the water."

Yuan Xianger ignored him and took out a talisman pen to draw on the hull.

It was a human magic circle, with complex runes and powerful coercion. With the final closing of the pen, the red light of the circle lit up.

Or do you have to torture me to the end before you give up?

The scarlet blood in Dan Luo's throat poured out again and again, running down his neck. He looked at the sky above his head,

This is probably the last time I have seen the sky. Even if this human being does nothing, I probably won't live long.

But the light of the formation has been bright for a long time, and the pain of forcing the contract has never appeared. On the contrary, a warm stream of warmth flowed back and forth across his scarred skin, and finally gathered on his broken tail.

Dan Luo realized with hindsight that what was drawn on the ship was not a forced contract formation, but a wound healing formation commonly used by human warlocks.

"you……"

"Heaven is good to live and kill evil. Since you don't want to be an apostle. Then I will send you to the next world, where I will ban you for a hundred years. That is the world of your demons. After a hundred years, the two realms of Fuli will be closed, regardless of you If you want to, just live there and don’t come back."

Yuan Xiang'er locked the chains of Dan Luo's hands and attached a talisman that restricts spiritual power, "Before that, I will not untie this curse, but it will heal your injury. You should not struggle to hurt yourself."

The warm light of the fascinating array on Danluo's cold skin due to excessive blood loss caused a slight sting that promotes healing and caused skin cramps.

The pain made him sober, but the warmth made his consciousness weakened, and he could hardly support the passing out.

"Why...?" Dan Luo red eyes, barely squeezing three words from his throat.

"There is a senior, he asked me specially before he left. Please help you once." Yuan Xianger put away the fishing line on the ground to lead the way, "I admire the senior very much, so I agreed."

...

When Nanhe and others arrived. The Puritan people also followed.

The warlocks saw the golden curse drawn on the boat, and they were in an uproar.

"Does fellow Daoist want this demon to be an apostle?" Qingyuan stopped the cluttered words of the disciples, "I advise fellow Daoist that I don't have to waste my energy to treat him. There are countless demons who have been arrested by the next hand, like him. A monster who would rather self-mutilate its body rather than obey it is basically difficult to contract successfully."

"Instead of encountering a counterattack at the time of the contract and causing trouble, it is better to settle him as soon as possible."

What he meant was that when Dan Luo was killed here, everyone would share the inner alchemy body, so that they can be combined and dispersed.

"Sorry, I want to take him away." Yuan Xianger said directly.

The Masters of the Puritanism immediately fry the pot,

"what do you mean?"

"We have fought for a few hours, but when you came out at the end to intervene, you wanted to take away the demon in vain?"

"It's rare today. Someone tried to steal food from my Puritan Church."

"Want to go, it's not so easy!"

As they spoke, they realized that an apostle behind Yuan Xiang'er was already in front of everyone. The body was huge and turned into a divine crane, flying into the air with Danluo's small boat.

Yuan Xianger sat on the silver wolf's back, hunting in the river breeze with her long hair, "If you talk about coming first, then coming, I discovered him first."

"I will take away the people, and you can help me hard."

The silver Sirius flew up high, leaving a stack of strange talisman on the ground as a reward.

"Master, just watch them go like this?" Xu Ji was anxious, "Where is the face of our Puritanism?"

His master Qingyuan Zhenren has a very high seniority in his teaching, and his Taoism is advanced. It's just that his temperament is too casual and he doesn't look like an elder. I am also impatient to deal with religious affairs, and my only hobby is to collect all kinds of unique monsters in the world and drive them as apostles.

"Splitting up the spoils is a matter of speaking with fists." Qingyuan rolled up his sleeves indifferently and chanted a hemostatic mantra to his injured arm. "Do you think you can beat them?"

"Isn't there a master there?" Xu Ji was about to stamp his feet.

"If I wasn't hurt, plus you, I could just give it a try. Now I don't want to lose this person."

Xu Ji was stunned, "Could it be that the schoolless female doll is as good as a master?"

"It's not that she can compare to me. Look at what kind of existences are behind her?" Qingyuan sighed, "For a dying monster, it's not necessary to fight with them. Keep each other's face. , See you next time, don’t they also leave a spell?"

His tone was calm, but his heart was sore.

Qingyuan's appearance has been kept young, in fact, his age is not too young. On the road of practice, his only hobby is to collect various apostles. But the demons in this world are so arrogant and arrogant, why are the apostles so easy to contract? Weak monsters are useless. The stronger the monster, the harder it is to bow its head like a human.

So for so many years, even the powerful combat apostles around him are no more than two.

On the contrary, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old petite girl in front of her was followed by such a diverse and powerful apostle behind her. Not only are the nine-tailed foxes, the lynx tribe, the sacred cranes, and the serpents such as rare monsters, but also the Sirius that has disappeared from the world.

Why can she successfully contract so many apostles at a young age? Is there any secret that I don't know?

Qingyuan almost bit his handkerchief with jealousy.

A disciple picked up the Fulu left by Yuan Xianger.

Drawing amulet is a work that consumes spiritual power. The high-level masters in the teachings need to fast for three days every time the altar is opened to make amulet, burn incense and bathe, and then set the altar. The practice is very troublesome. Therefore, all the masters in the teaching attach great importance to and use talisman carefully, especially the talisman of various combat types, which can almost be used as hard currency exchange commodities in the realm of cultivation.

Yuan Xianger's ability to leave such a large stack of talisman urns was actually a very pleasant thing for disciples at the bottom of them.

"What spell is this? It looks messy."

"It looks like a cat's claw no matter how I look at it. It's unlikely that this is Fulu?"

"Try one to see?"

The input spiritual power offering was in the air, and the crooked talisman burst out a huge spherical fireball for the sake of face. The fireball rolled far away and burned a lot of reeds.

"Wow, the fire type attack spell is just like this, so it seems that we are not at a disadvantage."

"That little girl, where on earth is a fellow Taoist from where she is so generous?"