Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3487 What if the disciple always wants to deceive the teacher (78)

   Muci raised his eyebrows.

  Jing Mo paused for a moment, his clear eyes turned into ice like a handful of snow, "Brother follow me."

  As a demon clan pharmacist, she has a stronger reaction to demon beasts than others.

  She just sensed the wounded breath of the monster beast, and it felt very familiar to her.

  She knows, so I have to save it.

  Jing Mo didn't want to avoid a taboo. She was going to tell Mu Ci, but there were too many recent things, so this time it's fine.

The white-clothed Jianxiu's profile is cold and delicate, and when he is not smiling, it brings out a bit of faintness, but when he smiles, he looks coquettish and evil. He lazily glances into the distance, curls his lips and says okay, and then to Jing Mo He stretched out his hand, his finger bones were slender and beautiful.

  Jing Mo looked at the fingers stretched out in front of him, with a rare laughter. The corners of his lips curled up in secret, and he held Mu Ci's hand, his face was still cold: "Don't worry, brother, I won't take you away."

   "It's yours if you don't lose it." Mu Ci chuckled lightly, and his voice became increasingly low and magnetic in the night: "If you lose it, it's yours."

  As he said, he slowly held Jing Mo's hand and changed to a gesture of interlocking ten fingers, gentle and strong intimacy.

  Jingmo's fingertips trembled, and the temperature of her eartips rose a little.

  She didn't walk far with Mu Ci, and followed her breath to find a wounded little fox, lying in the corner, pitifully calling out in a low voice.

   "Found it." Jing Mo slowly and patiently leaned in, leaning over and squatting in front of the little fox, her breath a little less cold. It's very soft.

  The little fox also noticed the familiar breath, without any precautions, instead rubbed the girl's palm with his little head.

  The girl in white clothes lowered her eyes, and gently rubbed the head of the little fox with her fingertips. The shadow of the eyelashes fell on her pupils, the color was light and cold, and she was a bit gentle.

   "I want to save it." Jing Mo raised his eyes slightly, looked at Mu Ci, and said flatly and earnestly every word.

The slender young man also leaned over and knelt beside Mu Ci, looking at the dying little fox, and then staring at Jing Mo, "Okay."

  The girl slightly tucked the corners of her pale lips, her side face was clean and distinct, as if she had outlined a faint light, a warm halo rose slowly from her fingertips, as beautiful as quicksand, enveloped the little fox.

  "Have you heard of the Yaozu pharmacist." Jing Mo healed the little fox, while whispering: "It's me."

"Fool." Mu Ci curled his eyebrows, showing a bit of romantic evil, his long fingers curled up, the joints were cold and beautiful, and he gently rubbed the girl's nose, showing a bit of doting, and whispered in a low voice. : "Just worry about this."

  Jing Mo was slightly startled.

  The little fox gradually regained his vitality under her halo and opened his eyes.

   And Muci chuckled, approaching her gracefully and casually, his forehead almost touching the girl, the breath fell on Jing Mo's face, slightly hot.

  "Brother doesn't care." He said, "No matter who you are, brother only likes you, understand?"

   Jing Mo was slightly startled, suddenly bends her eyes slightly, her eyes are as cold as a pool of melted snow, clear and clear, reflecting Mu Ci's eyebrows, she whispers softly.

  "Brother."

  Voice is nice and soft.

   "Huh?" Mu Ci languidly stirred up the ending sound, which was very magnetic.

  Jingmo leaned over in the next second, and a cold but soft kiss landed on the corner of the youth's lips.

   Sudden actions.

   provoked Muci to pause for a moment.

   The touch under the corner of his lips made his eyes darker a little, like the mist rising in the early morning night, suppressing a little dullness.

  In the next second, he suddenly stretched out his hand, directly buckled the person in his arms, and pressed against the wall next to him. The action was gentle but tough. He lifted the girl's chin and covered her thin lips.

   Breathing staggered, very tight, Jing Mo leaned back against the wall and raised her eyes slightly, her eyes gradually becoming misty, and the cold turned into a soft piece.

  The shadows of the two figures are intertwined and overlapped, the sky is bright and clear, and the moonlight is gentle like the eyes of a lover.

  ...

  Three days,

  The evil spirits that caused the chaos in Wushan Town were all eliminated.

   should have left directly.

  But Yu Chen stayed alone, without saying any reason, only let them leave first.

  No matter where you are, the tavern in the town is always a place for gossip and discussion.

  Many people are discussing what happened recently.

  "Have you heard? This new Demon Lord is a complete murderer. People block the killing Buddha and block the killing of the Buddha. Just a few days after he succeeded to the throne, there are tens of thousands of people who slaughtered the devil world."

   "Who doesn't know... This is cruel, she said that second, I'm afraid no one would dare to say first."

   "With such a cultivation level and such a method, she is still a young girl, and even a person from Xuanqingzong..."

  The few people gathered together to discuss, excited and arguing.

  "Is this the point?! I had a friend who saw the Fairy Sword Conference that day! It really set off a **** storm."

   "The most important thing is that this Demon Lord turned out to be Xianjun’s apprentice, and he still holds the Xueji Sword in his hand!"

  Yu Chen sat by the window alone, in white clothes with indifferent frost, listening to their words quietly, his fingertips always clasped on the hilt of the sword.

  For a long time, he got up and left the tavern.

  Go to the direction outside Wushan.

  Makai realm,

  Just after stepping into the border, the sky was obviously dark, and the wind was blowing.

  The deeper you go, the darker the sky, a little **** faintly glowing.

  High in the sky, the snow is lingering, and the sword aura is cold and fleeting.

   Dive down from high altitude.

  The guard of the demon world caught the extremely dazzling snow, and shouted sharply: "Who are you?!"

  The young fairy looked at them coldly, his eyes were calm, it seemed that there was a reincarnation of the sun and the moon.

  "A cultivator?" The guard squinted his eyes, his eyes flashing with disdain and greed, and gradually clenched the sword in his hand.

at the same time,

  Devil Palace,

  Black and red are intertwined, the evil and crimson colors reflect the gorgeous and empty to the extreme coldness, without half the temperature.

  The thorns carvings entwined on the throne.

  The person who has been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, his blood-red pupils were breathtaking!

  In the next second,

   disappeared in the hall.

  Outside the Demon Realm.

  There are not many people who know the fairy in this world, and the guards are in the devil world all day long, and they don't know them.

  He just wanted to claim credit for killing people at the moment.

   "Dao Xiu dared to break into the demon world alone? It's really looking for death!" He sneered and drew out his sword.

  Yu Chen's expression is unwavering, and the coldness that comes out of his bones, the world often notices him not because of the face that overwhelms all living beings, but because of the cold and indifferent coercion.

  Yu Chen clasped the soul with one hand, and paused for a moment. Rarely, he hesitated because of a thought in the bottom of his heart.

  He was here to find her, but he hasn’t seen each other yet, so he’s going to kill the demons...

  Moxiu stabbed Yu Chen with a sword, his face became more and more ferocious, but his eyes showed a figure falling from the sky without warning, and at a certain moment he became incredibly terrified!

  (End of this chapter)