Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

"Master, this chain is made of meteorite iron. Now that your cultivation is blocked, you cannot break free."

The young man with dark hair and red clothes ambiguously pulled out the hairpin of the person in front of him, and the long white hair spread out as smoothly as silk.

The person who was imprisoned on the white jade ice bed, whose spotless white clothes were messy due to the struggle, exposed his delicate white collarbone.

Although his hands were obviously bound by chains, it still did not detract from his elegant and pure temperament.

It arouses the abuse hidden in the heart that wants to cause wanton destruction.

His lips are much lighter than those of ordinary people. What kind of beauty would it look like if they were stained with his own color?

Thinking like this, Qin Yimai did the same.

Just like a dragonfly touching water, it only stops after a brief taste.

Those Hanxing eyes were cold and clear, as if doing such an unethical thing with his apprentice could not cause him any emotional waves.

Qin Yimai didn't care.

Such an indifferent master would only make him more interested.

Not satisfied with such a light touch kiss, Qin Mingji pried open his teeth and forcibly invited the tip of his tongue to intertwine with his.

No matter how cold a person is, his body is still warm.

The hot and powerful kiss crazily seized every territory, declaring his existence.

In the empty room, there were only the muffled sounds of the two kissing each other, and the painful groan of the tongue that was bitten and still refused to let go.

The kiss ended.

Silver threads connected ambiguously from the corners of their separated lips.

Qin Yi'ao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her fingertips. Her strange red eyes were full of paranoia: "I know you can't accept it, Master, but it doesn't matter. I will let you accept it."

After saying that, he got down from the white jade ice bed, hiding all the paranoia in his eyebrows: "Now the outside world knows that Mingxiao Immortal Lord was killed by the Demon Lord. Master, no one will know that you are hidden here by me. of."

When he didn't get a response, Qin Yi'ao didn't mind. He gently lifted up a piece of white hair, put it to his lips and kissed her: "I'll come to see you after I finish handling the matters in the demon world."

Those passionate eyes seemed to fuse his person and soul into one.

……

Not long after he left, Mingxiao Immortal Lord Qin Yili, who was dressed in white and outshines the snow, slowly closed his eyes, and his frowning eyebrows made people want to smooth them out for him.

but--

system space.

He placed his body on the sofa like a big cat, and all the cold and cold temperament of his body disappeared.

He picked up the potato chips on the coffee table and ate them.

As if remembering something, he turned to look at the little mouse squatting in the corner, facing the wall, butt pointed at him and shouted: "How long are you going to be autistic?" It's been decades. 】

Hearing this, Xiao Ba Shu bared his teeth angrily: [You still have the nerve to talk about the past few decades! Do you know how difficult it is for me to live without my host? I thought I could only wander in this small world for the rest of my life and never go back! It turns out you are! only! Take me! forgotten! ! 】

Qin Yili, who was accused, looked innocent: [That was an accident. 】

Although it was all within his expectations.

By the time he was done with the good stuff, decades had passed when he thought about the system.

[Didn’t I look for you as soon as I remembered it? You see, I looked for you first between meeting you and Xuan Changze. 】

Anyone with a discerning eye can see Qin Yili's perfunctory attitude.

But Xiaoba Mouse was comforted by these words.

That's right!

After all, it has been with the host for so long, so it must be more important than the mission goal.

The little mouse that he had coaxed wanted to fly back to its nest, but Qin Yili caught him halfway: "First, let's talk about what's going on in this world."

The little mouse, who was anxious to eat potato chips and snacks, used his rusty head and thought: [The male protagonist is called Qin Yi Ai, and he is born with a demon body, but you insist on saying that he is a good material for cultivating immortals, which hinders the male protagonist from twenty years ago. Over the course of a few years, his physique was later exposed. To show justice, you removed his spiritual bones and destroyed his cultivation. You pierced his golden elixir with a sword and threw him under the Demon Sealing Ya. The male protagonist was filled with grief and anger. Then we become demons, and then we leave this world. 】

Qin Yili lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Ba Shu, who was trying hard to stretch out his short hands to get some snacks. It seemed that his manipulations of the system during the decades of being responsible for world consciousness had some effect.

My memory was vague at first, but now I can summarize things clearly.

I just don’t know when the little idiot will find out.

……

Mingxiao Immortal Lord Qin Yili opened his eyes again and mobilized his spiritual power to break free from the chains on his wrists.

but--

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He looked like an immortal, like an icy lotus, and sighed softly.

Instead of trying to struggle, he crossed his legs and sat on the white jade ice bed to meditate and regulate the chaotic spiritual energy in his body.

Even with his spiritual power sealed, he couldn't sense that anyone was watching him.

Qin Yimai's eyes in front of the water mirror were dim, and he no longer had the vitality in front of Qin Yili. His whole body seemed to have been stripped of all emotions. After making sure that he would no longer want to escape, he took back the water mirror and turned around to leave.

Magic Palace.

Tu Ba Zhong, who was naked from the waist up and carrying a giant axe, said in a loud voice: "Why did the Demon Lord summon us? Why hasn't anyone come yet after waiting for so long?"

The fox-eyed young man wearing a green gown and a feather turban fan narrowed his eyes and smiled particularly maliciously: "The Demon Lord has just killed the Mingxiao Immortal Lord. After all, it is also a master-disciple relationship. There is always some time to remember. That’s it.”

"Old fox, what do you mean by that?" The person Tu Bazhong annoyed the most was Hu Yu, who kept saying things he couldn't understand all day long.

Hu Yudan smiled and said nothing, and the riddle-laden look on his face made Tu Batazhong want to smash his giant ax in his face.

"The Demon Lord is here." The man holding the sword and covering his face with a mask said hoarsely.

The two men immediately put away the expressions on their faces and respectfully greeted the Demon Lord who entered the hall.

The demon world has always respected the strong.

As long as his strength is still there, no matter how many opinions these people have, they must obey him.

Sitting on the soft couch, Qin Yimai half-supported his chin. The handsome face admired by the righteous women became sinister because of practicing magic attacks: "What's wrong with the righteous way?"

Tu Batazhong took the lead and said: "When the news of the death of Mingxiao Immortal Lord came back to the righteous path, they were all panicked. All the small sects closed their doors. Only the gates of Mingzong, Jianming Mountain and Yun'an Temple were still open. "

Hu Yu also followed closely and said: "My subordinates disguised themselves as disciples of Jianming Mountain and found out that they were going to Mingzong to discuss how to attack our demon clan and you, the Demon Lord."

The young man holding the sword made no sound.

"A crusade against me?"

Qin Yiai's red eyes seemed to be dripping with blood: "I haven't gone to seek revenge from them yet, but they came here first!"

In the past, he was on the right path. For the sake of his master and Mingzong, he had to be patient.

but now--

He is a demon.

He can kill if he wants!