You are a demon

If eyes could kill, then Zhao Mu would be a corpse riddled with holes by now.

The countdown sound did not stop because of the restlessness below,

"three",

"two",

He lifted the child over his head, and the child was crying from above the archway.

I looked around, but still no one stood up.

"and many more!"

After the time passed, Zhao Mu sneered, and his thin lips curled up in a sarcastic arc: "One".

"nice girl!"

Everyone took a breath, and the air froze at this moment, Zhao Mu, the bastard, really let go!

"My good girl!"

After two seconds, the heart-piercing roar suddenly stopped.

"Zhao Mu, are you so impatient?"

A blue figure broke into everyone's sight so unexpectedly.

Gu Sheng dragged the child down slowly, and people saw the face of the person clearly. His clear and exquisite eyebrows evoked Yuan Dai Yourou, a pair of shimmering and bewitching eyes were deep and dynamic, and his agar-like jade-like skin outlined his cool silhouette. The black and blue hair swayed in the wind, like a heavenly being.

Child, saved.

Until Gu Sheng stood on the ground, those people still couldn't believe that Mei Cheng was actually a man like this!

"I thought you would be later",

Although Zhao Mu said so, his expression clearly showed excitement rather than regret!

Gu Sheng returned the child to the middle-aged man, walked forward slowly and looked at him facing the light: "I'm really sorry to disappoint you."

The two confronted each other for a glance, but both of them showed the momentum of breaking through the flood. I saw a cruel light flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes, and his tall and straight figure jumped up, and he was in front of Zhao Mu in an instant!

Gu Sheng has already turned into a demon, and his skills are unmatched in the past. The fierce attack and ghostly speed made it too late for Zhao Mu to take the move. Soon he fell into a disadvantage. The corners of Gu Sheng's lips turned bright red, and instantly Chop a palm on his chest.

Before the people below could see clearly what happened, Zhao Mu had already fallen to the ground heavily from a high altitude, and Gu Sheng followed closely behind him in a light robe.

Zhao Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Gu Sheng used at least [-]% of his skill in that palm.

He struggled desperately but couldn't get up.

Gu Sheng walked over with a faint smile on his lips, but in the next second he stepped on Zhao Mu's chest, leaned forward slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I, did I tell you? Just don’t touch the Taoist chief, huh?”

Zhao Mu's face was livid, and now he could only feel that foot crushing wantonly on his chest.

"not talking?"

Gu Sheng was really angry, and he didn't show mercy at all. Even if he tried harder, Zhao Mu felt that he would be trampled to death.

Meeting those smiling eyes, Zhao Mu realized after a while what kind of monster he had offended.

If it weren't for the fact that this puppet is still useful now, Gu Sheng really wanted to settle the accounts with him, his own, and the Daoist's.

After a while, Gu Sheng moved his foot mercifully, and Zhao Mu lay on the ground in embarrassment, coughing violently.

"Haven't you seen enough drama?"

The trembling eyes looked back and crushed the hearts of everyone present.

The common people couldn't react to what happened, and they were too frightened by the momentum to raise their heads.

"Here I leave it to you",

Gu Sheng left behind a sentence, turned around and entered the Yamen.

Zhao Mu shook off the yamen servants who wanted to help him up, and stared at the figure with gloomy eyes motionless: Damn, he must have lost his mind to cooperate with this monster!

Before entering the dungeon, Gu Sheng swallowed a jade lotus given to him by Heiwuchang to purify the demonic energy in his body. If the Taoist priest finds out that he has become a demon, then all his previous efforts will be for naught.

Xie Ziju was meditating, but a strange fragrance suddenly came from the dark and messy dungeon. He held the Wuwang sword in one hand, and slowly opened his shallow eyes.

"You shouldn't have come".

What he said made Gu Sheng stop, but he only hesitated for a moment.

"What do you mean it shouldn't be?"

Gu Sheng walked down on his own, and didn't stop until the cold and proud face was very close to him.

Xie Ziju closed his eyes and did not answer.

Gu Sheng chuckled: "Didn't the Taoist priest chase after Wulian just to find me?"

Gu Sheng's teasing/teasing lingered in his ears, but Xie Ziju was unmoved.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few days, the Daoist priest is very determined~"

Gu Sheng gently rubbed against Xie Ziju's ear, seeing that he still didn't respond, he left embarrassingly.

The moment he turned around, Xie Ziju heaved a sigh of relief and moved his stiff body slightly.

I thought he would give up at this point, but he didn't want to say the next sentence, but he made more progress.

"If the Taoist priest doesn't speak anymore, I'm going to kiss you?"

Gu Sheng's sly eyes curved into beautiful arcs, he licked his lips evilly, and slowly approached Xie Ziju.

From the blue sleeves stretched out a soft and boneless jade hand, gently hooking Xie Ziju's neck, Gu Sheng entrusted all his weight on the Taoist priest, staring at his crimson lips with bright eyes, but When he was half a minute away from Xie Ziju, he suddenly staggered away.

He lay on Xie Ziju's shoulder, buried his head low: "Ziju, do you miss me?"

Gu Sheng sighed deeply, deeply felt that he had exhausted all his strength to say this sentence, and he was a thousand-year-old monster in vain. He knew that from the moment he turned into a demon, he had already lost the qualification to like the Taoist priest.

Why use illusion? He was originally a monster, an old monster who wandered in the world for thousands of years but no one wanted him.

"Thought".

Gu Sheng, who was lying on Xie Ziju's shoulder, suddenly trembled: "What did you say?"

Xie Ziju was not stingy this time, he stretched out his hand to caress Gu Sheng's hair, and repeated helplessly: "I think, I... miss you very much".

Gu Sheng raised his head in disbelief when he heard the words, the faint light showed the gentle and slightly pampering eyes of the Taoist priest, the cold eyes that were repulsive in the past were now filled with himself.

Xie Ziju stretched out his callused fingertips, and gently covered his red eye sockets: "Sorry, I'm late."

Gu Sheng was stunned, hugged Xie Ziju, and wrapped his hands tightly around the Taoist priest's waist, as if he wanted to embed himself in his soul: It's not too late, it's not too late with your words.