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'Why is it different from the one in the text——! ! ! '

After Mo Wutian left, Goldfinger uttered a loud wail in the sea of ​​unconsciousness.

This is clearly a cool article, the protagonist accepts the harem, accepts the younger brother and chops the boss to reach the pinnacle of life, first the protagonist is disobedient, let it break his heart, and then the protagonist bends, wanting to have sex with the devil's white moonlight, Now it is more direct, the one whose foundation was destroyed by the villain BOSS before he had grown up, the destruction was so thorough that he couldn't save it even if he tried to save it.

How does the protagonist who is an ordinary person save the world of cultivating immortals?Urgent, wait online!

So, it must be a fake world, and this is a Danmei fanfiction, which is about Mo Wutian and Qing Hui's love and killing each other, right?

Covering the golden fingers with two lines of wide tears, he realized that he might have inadvertently seen through the truth.

It's just that no matter how much he complained in his heart, Goldfinger couldn't ignore Wu Lingkong, feeling that the tendons in his body had been eroded by that wisp of devilish energy, and he would never have the chance to cultivate immortality again in this life, so he sighed helplessly.

Protagonist, you must calm down!

After waking up, Wu Lingkong was very calm and silent. If the passive defensive magic circle on the Qinglan Zong Ling that he carried with him was not triggered to block the poisonous fog, he might not be able to go out as an ordinary person.

It took the two of them half a month to come, but he was the only one on the return journey, which took a full two months.

Because the tendons were corroded by the demonic energy, Wu Lingkong's physical fitness was not even comparable to that of ordinary people. It could be said that he saw all the cold eyes and suffered a lot along the way. Whenever this happened, Goldfinger would scream angrily, but Wu Lingkong remained silent. terrible.

There were big beads of sweat on Wu Lingkong's cross-legged forehead, and his face was pale. As time went by, his whole body was wet with sweat, and even the ground where he crossed his legs became wet.

Suddenly, a strange afterimage quickly sprinted under his skin, black air filled the place where it passed, and Wu Ling's chest rose and fell more and more, until his face flushed, just like thousands of times. Bright red trickled down the corners of his mouth.

If other monks see him doing this, they will definitely scream out loud, because the strange afterimage in Wu Lingkong's body is a demon that makes the whole world of cultivating immortals turn pale.

The magic seed feeds on the aura in the monk's body, and once it penetrates into the monk's body, it will directly lodge in the dantian.

You must know that the dantian is the foundation of a monk, no matter whether a monk breathes in and returns to the qi, it will enter the dantian, and every time the demon will devour all the aura of the monk, the pain of devouring and stripping the aura is like digging bones and cutting flesh. Ling Chi.

Due to the particularity of the place where the demon seed resides, there is almost no way to remove it, so once it is lodged by the demon seed, even the most heaven-defying genius will be reduced to a useless person.

This devil seed is nothing but the wisp of black energy that shot into Mo Wutian's body when Mo Wutian left a month ago.

Wu Lingkong, who was in a trance, opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm and lonely as a pool of dead and rotten lake water.

Goldfinger, who was looking into these eyes, suddenly felt a little trembling, and all the words he wanted to comfort were choked in his throat.

Wu Lingkong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, got up silently, and headed towards Qinglanzong thousands of miles away.

He wants to save Qing Hui!

……

Demon Realm

Magic Palace, Qinglan Garden

The enchantingly dressed demon waiter bent over and stopped Qing Hui, "Ma'am, you can't go out."

"Get out of the way." Qing Hui's eyes were as cold as ice.

"The devil has an order, and the villain dare not disobey." The devil waiter was unmoved.

"You..." Qing Hui's eyes surged with anger.

The Demon Attendant stood respectfully with his head bowed. After a long time, Qing Hui finally calmed down the roiling anger in his chest, and said, "I want to see Mo Wutian."

The Demon Attendant said: "The Demon Lord has something important to do at this time, and the villain must report it afterwards. Madam, please wait."

Qing Hui was furious, "I want to see Mo Wutian, immediately! Immediately!"

Aware of his rising anger again, the Demon Attendant thought twice before calling another person not far away to tell Mo Wutian to go to the main hall in a hurry.

Seeing that the person had already left, Qing Hui turned around directly and strode towards the pavilion not far away.

After Qing Hui was forcibly brought to the Demon Realm that day, Mo Wutian directly sealed his dantian, otherwise Qing Hui would have been reduced to the point where even a demon servant who had only a small period of Qi training could not do anything about it.

Recently, Mo Wutian often came here, but Qing Hui avoided him every time. With this expression, Mo Wutian always has a look of deep affection and no regrets.

For a while, everyone in the devil world sighed, and they didn't like this lady-to-be who only heard her voice but never saw her, and even all the servants in the devil palace.

In their eyes, it was the blessing of their ancestors for eight lifetimes that Qing Hui could be seen by Mo Wutian. Not only was Qing Hui not grateful, but he even dared to push his nose in the face.

Regarding everyone's thoughts, Qing Hui sneered in his heart. From the very beginning, Qing Hui knew what Mo Wutian was up to, and he didn't regret it?Fu Xiaozuo low?Heh, what he likes is nothing more than his special physique.

Different from others, Mo Wutian's cultivation does not rely on his own accumulation, but comes from blood inheritance.

Among the hundreds of millions of beings in the devil world, there is a kind of people who do not need to experience the blood of cannibalism and fight for resources. They are destined to stand at the top of the devil world and look down on everyone since birth. This kind of people is called Dimai .

Emperor blood, emperor blood.

This type of human body has an extremely weak ancient emperor's blood. Although it is weak, the emperor's blood will slowly wake up over time. Each awakening is a qualitative leap. Until the ninth awakening, the ancient emperor's blood reappears It will override the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Mo Wutian is the one who bears the emperor's veins in this generation of the Demon Realm.

Now the question is, since the reappearance of the emperor's veins will threaten the world of cultivating immortals, why doesn't the world of cultivating immortals kill the emperor's veins in their cradles?Why can Mo Wutian, who is the emperor of this generation, survive until now?

The reason is very simple, because since ancient times, none of the emperors can really resist the nine awakenings, and even the so-called ghosts and demons who are said to be once in ten thousand years in the devil world can only resist seven times before exploding and dying.

The emperor's bloodline is so overbearing that a mortal body can't easily resist it, so for tens of thousands of years, those who carry the emperor's bloodline have all died in awakening.

Ninety-nine is the extreme, the way of heaven will always leave a glimmer of life in the dark, and the glimmer of life of the emperor's veins is sent to the body of the person born with the phoenix.

Those born with Phoenix Fate were known in ancient times, time has changed, hundreds of millions of years have passed, and now that the ancient manuscripts are becoming rarer, those born with Phoenix Fate have been given another name——Peerless Physique.

Mo Wutian knew from his blood that his lifeline was tied to Qing Hui's body, so he repeatedly wanted to become a Taoist partner with Qing Hui, and even took him directly to the Demon Realm without hesitating to offend Chen Xiu.

It's just that Qing Hui will do what he wants?

……

The main hall of Yin Guan Liao Liao is holding a reception banquet, and the first place is full of singing, singing, swallows and dancing, and it is very lively.

Not long ago, almost all the top people in the Demon Realm received invitation letters from the Demon Palace. As mentioned in this letter, the Demon Lord and Qing Hui will soon hold a ceremony to form a couple. With this face, not everyone came to the Demon Palace respectfully.

Today's welcome banquet is not for anything else, but because the Demon Palace welcomes a heavyweight guest, the poisonous king of the Demon Realm——Li Jiuxiao.

Speaking of Li Jiuxiao, no matter it is the world of cultivating immortals or the world of demons, he can't avoid it. On the one hand, he is frightening with his high poison skills, and on the other hand, because this Li Jiuxiao is a snake spirit with an uncertain personality. sick.

To put it simply, the guy who was chatting and laughing with you in the last second could make you explode and die in the next second. The reason may be that he suddenly felt that the weather was too good.

Why is the weather too good to kill?

When one day you become a snake spirit, you may understand the strange brain structure of the snake spirit.

Li Jiuxiao rubbed the wine glass in his hand, and said meaningfully: "I have received this post twice, one time happened to happen to my little one who was sick, and I missed it, but I didn't want to miss a big show, what do you say this time?" Come and see for yourself.”

Mo Wutian drank the extreme wine in the cup, and said flatly: "The last time was just an accident."

"Oh, I'm more and more curious about what the person you would rather offend Chenxiu and marry looks like. It is rumored that this person has the appearance of a city, and he is one of the top ten new talents in the world of cultivating immortals. .”

"One of the top ten rookies?" Mo Wutian raised his eyes and said coldly, "How can those ants be compared with him?"

What Mo Wutian said was merciless, and his voice was full of disdain for the so-called rookies in the world of cultivating immortals.

Although arrogant to the point of domineering, but he does have the capital of such arrogance.

Mo Wutian's current opponents in the world of cultivating immortals are less than one finger, otherwise the incident of throwing blood streaks during Qinglan's trip not long ago would have been discovered long ago.

At his level, it is normal to look down on the so-called rookies in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Since that's the case..." At this point, Li Jiuxiao turned around, "Why don't you come to accompany me?"

Mo Wutian drank another cup, and said flatly: "I don't want to bother him on weekdays, and I will never force him to do anything."

Weekdays?Li Jiuxiao was sensitively aware of the two words, and suddenly his heart turned a few corners.

When the two were talking, a demon waiter hurriedly approached and whispered something in Mo Wutian's ear. Hearing that Qing Hui wanted to see him, Mo Wutian was a little surprised, what happened today?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Mo Wutian didn't show anything on his face, he stood up and said, "There is something important, Brother Li, please take care of yourself first." After speaking, he strode away.

Li Jiuxiao was afraid of the non-existent dust on his body, and raised his eyes to look at the back of Mo Wutian who was leaving in a hurry, a strange color flashed away from the bottom of his eyes, heh, interesting.

All the way to Qinglan Court, Mo Wutian saw the person standing with his back in the gazebo at a glance.

The young man wore a moon-white brocade robe, and the soft and loose robe was pressed on his slender body. The ink-like green silk was tied in a bun behind his head, and occasionally two strands fell from the ears, setting off the slender white jade neck. It looks more and more exquisite.

Sensing the approaching footsteps, Qing Hui in the gazebo suddenly opened his eyes, turned around and said coldly: "Mo Wutian."

The air in the devil world always has a somewhat damp atmosphere, and the thin mist lingers on the plain clothes of the young man, revealing an unreachable illusion. When he raises his eyes in a daze, he looks like a banished fairy in a painting.

Looking at his usual cold eyes and lightly pursed lips, Mo Wutian suddenly thought of his first awakening of blood, his body suffered too much impact, his veins were sealed and he became an ordinary person for a while. Moment first saw the picture of youth.

On the crowded street, a young man with a delicate face held a white steamed bun with a smile as bright as the noon in May, and handed it to him.

'For you. '

At that moment, everything stands still.

All the sounds, lights, crowds, and noises in the world all disappear.

He forgot to breathe, forgot to beat his heart, and sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He raised his head and looked at the person opposite him stupidly. His eyes were filled with the shadow of a young man.

For the first time in his life, Mo Wutian wanted this person so desperately.

He thought, even if this person became a demon for a lifetime, he would definitely not be willing to destroy it with his own hands.

"Hui'er."