All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

The Demon Palace was exceptionally quiet. Fu Wang leaned on the throne, observing Ning Zhi's every move.

He naturally knew that Qi Gui had gone to the Demon Prison, but he let him go because he wanted to see what Ling Yan would do and whether he would betray him together with Qi Gui.

Once a person has been betrayed, it is difficult for him to trust others without reservation, and the same is true for the devil.

He watched Ling Yan drive Qi Gui away expressionlessly, then sat on the ground to regulate his breathing.

It seems that Qi Gui is really useless. He can't even beat Ling Yan who has lost his cultivation... What's going on!

The picture on the palm of the hand was suddenly stained with blood, and the person inside fell to the ground powerlessly, with veins bulging on the back of his hand, as if he was enduring pain.

Something happened to Ling Yan...

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Fu Wang disappeared in the Demon Palace, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Ning Zhi.

[God! What happened to you?] Dandan was very anxious. How could the God vomit blood in just one sentence? ?

Ning Zhi didn't know what was going on. The spiritual energy in his soul was running wild, rushing to his tendons and veins, and pain spread to every part of his body.

Only after spitting out the blood could he barely catch his breath.

There is only one word left in my mind - pain!

He grabbed the dry grass on the ground with his hands to relieve the pain, and when his consciousness was drowsy, he smelled a fragrance -

This is the taste, and this is what his body needs.

He propped up his body, involuntarily using his divine power to violently snatch the source of the fragrance.

Subconsciously, I feel that as long as I possess this fragrance, the pain in my body will be relieved.

This is true.

As he embraced the scent, the pain lessened, but it fueled dissatisfaction in other senses.

As the heat surged up, he suddenly realized that the pain was just a prelude, and his body wanted more than just the fragrance.

"Wake up." Fu Wang exerted force with his arms, but his eyes froze when he saw the mark on his forehead. "How... did you get hit by the devil mark?"

Demonic Attraction is a secret technique of the demon world. It uses the blood of one party as a lure and infuses it into the body of the other party without anyone noticing. This will make the person who is attracted by the magic lure unable to leave the other party from then on.

This was originally a secret technique developed by the succubus to facilitate dual cultivation. It was never passed on to outsiders, and only successive Demon Lords knew it.

When a person who is possessed by the devil's seal has an attack, there will be a blood-colored spell between his eyebrows, and Fu Wang was able to recognize him based on this.

But the magic seal will only work on the two people bound to it. Ling Yan attacked in front of him. Could it be that someone used his blood to make a magic seal?

It's... strange.

"Don't talk, don't move." Ning Zhi only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and the noise made him want to kill someone. Only people close to him could feel the coolness blowing on their faces.

Fu Wang pinched the back of his neck, his tone tinged with anger, "Do you know that you have been lured by the devil?"

And he is the only one who can solve this magic.

Damn it! Qi Gui knew that he hated Ling Yan the most, but he still used such despicable means to force him to get close to Ling Yan.

He really regretted not crushing him that day.

The coolness that was within reach had gone away. Ning Zhi waved away the restraint in dissatisfaction, wanting to regain possession of the owner of the fragrance.

Every time he chased, Fu Wang dodged. The two pushed and shoved each other, and finally Ning Zhi was pinned to the corner.

"You, be quiet." Fu Wang straightened his scattered robe and looked away.

Ning Zhi knew that something was wrong with him, but at this moment his body's instinct took over and he would never let himself be wronged.

Solve it in any way that makes you comfortable.

He grabbed Fu Wang's hand as it was straightening his robe and reached inside. The moment he felt the coolness, a hint of relief appeared between his brows.

"Ling Yan...you! You have no shame!" Fu Wang's face flushed red and he pulled his hand back, but the more he struggled, the more he touched the part he didn't want to touch, and after a few movements, his face turned completely red.

The whole person exploded, "Ling Yan, you are an immortal at least, how can you...how can you not be reserved at all, look at the way you look now, how can you look like an immortal!"

Ning Zhi didn’t know what the Immortal Lord was, whether he could relieve pain or reduce fever. He only cared about the man in front of him.

Fu Wang said that he was bewitched by a demon, and it was indeed as his name suggested. Now he could only see Fu Wang.

Her heart and eyes were filled with the way he expressed his love to her before, and the scene of him finally self-destructing his divine essence.

He was in so much pain, and was scolded by Fu Wang. Ning Zhi was angry and confused, "You never said this to me before."

There was something in his raised eyes that Fu Wang could not understand, but he knew that Ling Yan was looking at someone else through him.

The thought made him very unhappy.

Why is Ling Yan always unfair to him? Even today, they are in a different place and he still can't see him.

"Who are you looking at?" Fu Wang touched his eyebrows as if possessed by some mysterious force. "Is it your stupid Taoist partner?"