The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Fuce was dressed in white, standing on the cliff with his hands behind his back.

His face was pale.

He already knew that this was just a trap set by Zangshan to kill Panshu.

Only for him.

Zang Shan first created a massacre to trick Fu Ce into subduing the demon.

Take advantage of his lack of skills to attack Pan Shu!

If hidden goodness still exists in this world, Fu Ce will definitely make his life worse than death!

There was a hint of anger in the man's cold brows.

This is a sign of becoming a demon.

Several disciples behind him were pushing each other, but no one dared to step forward.

They somehow felt that Senior Brother Fuce had changed...

Although I can't tell what has changed, I always feel that my scalp is numb and my soles are cold!

"Senior Brother Fuce...how should we deal with Master Zangshan's funeral?"

Fu Ce's cold pupils moved slightly, "Throw away his spiritual tablet, don't dirty the Dao Zong mourning hall in vain."

Several disciples frowned subconsciously, "No matter what, the master personally taught us to grow up... Besides, that demon fox was meant to die, and the master was just doing justice for heaven. Could it be that what the senior brother said... was an insult to the master?"

Fuce Wentun turned sideways and glanced coldly at the speaker, "Say it again."

"I say……"

Now, before the disciple in white could say anything, a sharp sword wind pierced his throat and cut his eyes blind.

The next second he vomited a large mouthful of blood and died on the spot!

The other disciples shuddered and stared at Fuce in disbelief, "You...you!"

"Senior brother, have you been bewitched by that demon fox? How can senior brother kill a fellow disciple for a demon fox that does all kinds of evil?!"

Fu Ce opened his lips lazily, "She doesn't like others calling her a demon fox."

"She's not evil either."

A gentle smile appeared on his face: "Her heart is much softer than yours."

"So, you all go to hell."

This group of white-clothed disciples didn't even have time to escape before they were killed by the Ming Qing Sword.

It wasn't until they died that they realized how terrifying Fuce's sword intent had been!

overnight.

The Taoist temple in the middle of the mountain was filled with blood.

The remaining disciples, who could save their lives, learned to be mute.

A very long time.

The word "demon fox" has become a taboo in the world of immortality.

No one dares to talk about it.

Everyone only knew that she was a beautiful woman.

Mo Dan loved her deeply.

Fu Ce also loves her.

The two most notorious bosses of good and evil are in love with the same woman.

A woman whose beauty has faded away.

But Mo Dan knew that Pan Shu was not dead.

The dragon scale hairpin is not broken yet.

That faint light seemed to symbolize Pan Shu's precarious life.

He was furious.

But no matter how many forbidden techniques he used, Pan Shu could not be found.

Fu Ce also knew that Pan Shu was not dead.

Just couldn't find her.

He lowered his eyes and covered his slightly aching heart... If he had not chosen the so-called world of common people that day, but had chosen to follow her footsteps, would she not have suffered this hardship?

He missed again.

The first time she missed it was when she was pierced through the heart by Mo Dan's sword in the Demon Palace.

He is fighting against demons for the so-called common people.

The second time she missed it, she was seriously injured by Zangshan, and her life or death was even uncertain.

He still chose the common people in the world.

It seems that every time, every time fate puts the two options of her and the world in front of him, he will give up her and choose the common people.

He always does.

Will she feel a little sad?

Fuce didn't want to miss the third time.

But this time, fate didn't even give him a chance to choose.

……

"Hey, have you heard that the devil is roaming around Hesu Town all day long, and he is probably up to something big!"

"Isn't there some ancient secret realm about to be revealed?!"

Another drinker snorted: "Ignorant guy! That's because the Demon God and that person... got married in Hesu Town. What kind of secrets can a small town with poor spiritual power have?"

He didn't even dare to talk about that woman.

They were afraid that Mo Dan would appear in front of them the next moment, twist their heads and use them as a ball to kick!

Sitting at another wine table was an extremely handsome man.

Next to him sat two voluptuous beauties with protruding front and back.

There was also a pretty lady with red eyes.

"Brother Shi Jun, my two sisters are bullying me. My brother must make the decision for Lingling..."

Emperor Shijun's smile was slightly cold, and he glanced at her inexplicably, "What did you call me?"

The other two beauties burst into laughter.

"Sister Lingling, I don't know. Young Master Di hates being called brother." The beauty said and wanted to touch Emperor Shijun's hand.

Emperor Shijun glanced at her with a half-smile, "I hate people touching me the most."

The woman was stiff all over.

Pick up the glass and drink it down.

A few drops of transparent and mellow wine rolled down the sharp jaw and down the sexy throat.

It makes people's mouth go dry.

Seeing that the man ignored her, Lingling pouted her mouth in grievance and hummed twice.

But I don’t expect Emperor Shijun to not accept this trick at all!

Maybe he ate it.

It's just that the person in front of me is not that woman...

Since the Demon King discovered her relationship with Yuchuan, although he did not explicitly abolish Yuchuan's crown prince position, Yuchuan actually had the name of a prince but no power... not to mention the reward given by the Demon King. Many charming fairies were stuffed into Yuchuan's harem...

She was also driven out of the demon world by the demon king.

Even if Brother Yuchuan wants to find her, he is powerless...

But Lingling knew that brother Yuchuan had her in his heart.

But when she encountered monsters making things difficult for her, it was Emperor Shijun who came to her rescue.

Emperor Shijun is handsome and handsome, with extraordinary bearing.

Lingling thought, since brother Yuchuan hasn't found her yet, she should follow brother Shijun first.

She was just trying to survive, yes, just trying to survive.

Until the drinker next to him muttered, "It's a pity that that woman lost her beauty and died at such a young age... She really is a beauty with a bad fate."

After all, Ban Shu's appearance will be unforgettable once you see her.

"Snapped!"

The wine glass fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain made a harsh sound.

The curve of Emperor Shijun's lips gradually pursed into a straight line.

His face turned pale.

"What did you say?" His tone was low and sinister.

But it feels broken for no reason.

"Wha... what?" The drinker was so frightened that he almost woke up. "Sir, please forgive me... I didn't say anything!"

"You just said, who is going to die?" Emperor Shijun had no expression on his face.

The drinker carefully looked around, swallowed hard, and spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of being heard, "A fox demon named Pan Shu died in the Soul Tornado Array..."

Emperor Shijun’s fingertips trembled.

His first reaction was disbelief.

That cruel and vicious woman...he hadn't settled the accounts with her yet, how could she die first?

……impossible.

Isn’t it said that the disaster will last for thousands of years?

He closed his eyes tightly and held back his despair, "Where is she?"

The drinker was stunned for a moment, "He's gone to pieces..."

……

"you're awake."