The story of messing with the fox demon

The leader is sitting by the river drinking, a red dress is particularly conspicuous on the green grass.The leader sat for a while, feeling uncomfortable on the grass, got up and jumped up the tree.

At this time, a little boy in black came running not far away, holding a slingshot in his hand, ran under the tree, stood still, raised the slingshot and shot towards the position of the leader.

A sparrow was shot down by a slingshot, the leader reached out and caught the sparrow firmly.

Seeing that the sparrow he had shot was robbed by others, the little boy's originally happy face suddenly collapsed.

"Give me back the sparrow!"

"Oh? Give it back to you?" The leader smiled and looked at the little boy under the tree, "How do you prove that this sparrow is yours?"

"This is the sparrow I just shot down with a slingshot! Why isn't it mine!"

"But this sparrow is in my hands now, why is it yours!" Looking at the angry little boy, the leader thought it was very cute, and couldn't help but want to tease it.

"You obviously snatched this!"

"How could it be a robbery that fell into my hand?"

The leader reached out and touched the little sparrow in his hand. It was still alive, with a warm and fluffy body, and was looking at him with big eyes. The leader felt his heart soften, and stuffed the sparrow into his sleeve, ready to Bring it back to the demon education.

The little boy watched the teacher take away the sparrow that should belong to him, angrily took out a stone from his pocket, picked up the slingshot and shot at the teacher.

The leader didn't hide, he pinched the stone with two fingers of his left hand, and started playing with it in his hand.

"Is this slingshot not bad, did you make it yourself?"

"None of your business! You thief! Give me back the sparrow!" The little boy's face was about to turn red with anger, and he shouted angrily at the leader.

"A thief?"

The leader sneered, pulled out the whip from his waist and threw it at the boy. The boy backed away in fright, but the whip just wrapped around the slingshot in the boy's hand, and the slingshot was taken away from the boy's hand as he retracted the whip.

The boy looked at the empty hand, and ran under the tree angrily and kicked the trunk: "Get down! Give me back my slingshot! Why did you grab my slingshot!"

The leader put the stone on the slingshot and shot it toward the water, and said casually: "Just to show you how a real thief works."

The boy watched the leader snatch his sparrow and then his slingshot, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He couldn't shake the leader after shaking the tree a few times, and finally burst into tears.

Seeing the little boy with his mouth flattened all the time finally crying, the leader felt inexplicably happy, but his face was still serious: "How old are you still crying?"

"I... woo... 15 years old... why... hiccup... I can't cry anymore!"

"I'm still crying outside at the age of 15, isn't it afraid of people making jokes if it spreads?"

"None of your business! Give me back the slingshot!"

"Why, now that the slingshot is in my hands, it's mine. If you have the ability, come up and grab it."

"You thief! It's reasonable to steal other people's things!"

The boy began to climb up the tree trunk as he said that. Just when the boy was about to grab the hem of the teacher's clothes, the teacher jumped lightly and stood firmly under the tree.

"I took the slingshot away!" The leader smiled and looked at the little boy stuck in the middle of the tree, waved the slingshot at him, turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't go!" As soon as the boy finished speaking, a white fox jumped down from the tree and went straight to the leader.

The leader's eyes lit up when he saw the furry mass flying towards him.

It turned out to be a little fox demon!I really want to take it home and raise it!

The leader stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at the little fox that was galloping, and pinched the soft flesh on the back of its neck the moment the little fox jumped up to grab the slingshot.

"Let go of me!!! You snatcher!!!" The little fox began to struggle desperately in the hands of the leader, kicking his legs indiscriminately as he shouted, gnashing his teeth to bite the hand that was holding him .

The leader's hand was very strong, and the little fox struggled for a long time without breaking free, even without biting the leader's hand.

The leader picked up the little fox. Under the sun, the little fox's fur seemed to be coated with a halo, and the fluffy fur was warm.In this way, the leader carried the little fox to the river, stretched out his hand and scratched his soft belly, almost getting kicked.

The leader looked at the little fox who obviously had no strength, and stretched out his hand provocatively to make a few strokes with those four calves.

"You have good physical strength!" The leader smiled and looked at the little fox's calf that was still kicking around, "But I'm upset when you move around, if you move around again, I'll put you in the river to bathe a few times to wake up .”

"Bah! You stinky thief! If you dare to throw me into the water, I will... um..."

The leader smiled and pushed the little fox into the water, and after a few seconds he lifted it up again.

"I'm not afraid of anything."

Unexpectedly, he was pushed into the water, the little fox choked on a few mouthfuls of water, and coughed uncontrollably when he was lifted out of the water, but he twisted his body in retaliation and threw the leader all over the water.

The leader looked at the water-stained clothes and pushed the little fox into the water again.

The little fox who was fished out again was wet all over, and coughed a few times with his head down and his ears drooping, and cried "Wow":

"You bully! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I!!"

Seeing that the little fox who was hiccupping from crying became inexplicably better, the leader relaxed the hand that was holding the little fox.

"Where are your parents?"

"I... hiccup... and sister... woo woo woo... came out... father and mother... woo woo... not here... burp..." Here...

"Your parents are gone?" The leader interrupted the little fox, trying to suppress the little excitement in his tone, and said calmly, "Then you and I will come back to religion."

"what?"

"Do you know why you are being held by me now?"

"Because you are too weak."

"Come back with me, I will make you stronger."

"Do you want to become stronger?"

"think……"

Then everyone in the Demon Cult saw the leader holding a wet little white fox in his arms and returned to the Demon Cult. The joy in his eyes could not be concealed, but the little fox drooped its head limply, and there was still a white fox hanging on its paw. slingshot.

"Send some hot water to my room later."

"Let's leave it to the chef to peel the skin of the leader..."

"Who told you to skin it? This is my apprentice!" The leader hurriedly held the little fox in his arms and tried to escape, "Slap!"

The leader put the little fox in the bathtub and took a serious bath, and after washing, he took a cloth towel and dried it bit by bit.

The little fox felt a little embarrassed, twisted his body and wanted to break free from the embrace of the leader, but was held down by the leader again.

"I can become a human..."

"You're fine now!"

"If I become a human, just wipe it and dry it!"

The leader rubbed two handfuls of the half-dried fur of the little fox, and felt relieved for a while, but he still said solemnly, "I'll wipe it dry again, don't move!"

The little fox shook his head vigorously, shook off the hand placed on his head by the leader, quickly jumped out of the leader's embrace, jumped onto the bed, turned into a human form and pulled out the quilt to cover his naked body.

"I'm already dry, don't touch me anymore!"

The leader touched his nose in disappointment, turned around and took a few clothes from the closet and threw them on the bed.

"Here, these are the clothes I wore when I was 15 years old, do you think they fit well?"

The little fox pinched those clothes with his hands in disgust, looked over and over again, and finally couldn't help but said: "Are there any clothes that are not red? How can I wear them if I am a monster!"

"It's a lot of things to be young! Don't I still wear this red dress?"

"No wonder you look like a monster!" The little fox muttered softly, throwing his clothes aside.

The leader snorted coldly when he heard the words, pinched the little fox's neck, and said coldly: "Little bastard, don't think that I treat you as an apprentice, you can talk nonsense to me here, don't look at you as a fox!" Monster, but I can kill you as easily as I can kill an ant."

"Ahem...you...let me go...I...don't dare anymore!" The little fox's face turned red from being suppressed, and he forced out a few words from his throat.

Seeing the little fox's breathlessness, the leader thought that if he really died, there would be nothing to play with, so he let go of his hand slowly: "Come out and ask a tailor from the mountain to measure your clothes. You make do with it first."

Then the leader left the little fox and went to the back mountain.

The leader of the Devil's Cult is a fuzzy man, this is something that the whole Devil's Cult knows.

Who would have thought that there was a group of rabbits on one side of the back mountain of Tangtang Demon Sect, and a flock of sheep on the other side, and there were many little yellow chickens and ducklings scattered in the side yard, running around twittering every day, and would be punished if they were accidentally trampled to death.

The leader always picks up some wild cats and dogs and feeds them back. After feeding them, he goes directly down the mountain to vent to those righteous people in the rivers and lakes, and beats them half to death before returning, so that the devil's religion can continue to be notorious.

During dinner, the leader gathered all the people of the Demon Cult, served dozens of jars of wine, and roasted a few sheep. During the dinner, the leader pointed to the little fox and said, "This is my new apprentice. Give way! Hey, by the way, what's your name, apprentice!"

"My surname is Lin... my name is..." Lin Yixuan.

"It's interesting to have the same surname as the leader of the martial arts alliance." The leader rubbed his chin, poured his head up and poured a large bowl of wine, and touched the little fox's head, "Little Linzi, don't be afraid. your!"

When going to bed at night, the leader and the little fox share a bed.

The leader looked at the little fox and said, "Can you still become a fox?"

The little fox yawned lazily: "Why not!"

"Then Xiao Linzi, you turned into a fox and let me see!"

"My mother said... the main body can't be revealed casually..."

"But I'm your master, so I don't listen to my master's words anymore, do I?" The leader deliberately made his voice a little colder.

"I listen…"

The little fox had no choice but to become the real body, and got out from the jacket. Before he could move his body, he was hugged tightly by the leader.

"Master, I miss my mother..."

"Um…"

"Master, if I become strong and go back, my mother will be happy..."

"Um…"

"Master, what are we doing tomorrow..."

"Um…"

The leader saw that he had turned back into a fox again, so he didn't care to listen to his ramblings. After a few perfunctory "um" and "ah", he hugged this "doll" and fell asleep.

Afterwards, the little fox became the master's apprentice peacefully. In addition to practicing according to the secret books given by the master every day, he also helped the master catch escaped chickens, feed runaway cats, cut radishes to feed the rabbits, and drive the sheep away before evening. Back to the sheepfold...

The leader euphemistically called it "tamping the foundation"!

But the little fox feels that he is now a free labor force of the Demon Cult.

Three years have passed quickly, and the little fox has grown from the little boy who cried when he was scolded by the leader back then to a tall and handsome boy.Standing behind the leader with her lips pursed, although the childishness between her brows could not be concealed, the black clothes still set off the young man's extraordinary handsomeness, which attracted the group of little girls in the teaching to show all kinds of gallantry to the young man, such as washing clothes and opening a small stove From time to time, he stuffed a freshly embroidered sachet into the boy's arms.

The leader fished out a chicken leg from the boy's chicken soup and ate it with relish: "Yesterday I asked the kitchen to roast a pigeon for me and they didn't want to, so I'll bring you a pot of chicken soup today. If I had known, I wouldn't have brought you back. In the end, I couldn't even eat a pigeon, a group of white-eyed wolves."

"This is my soup, what are you drinking! You have to eat half of what the kitchen cooks for me every time! If I were a white-eyed wolf, I wouldn't give you a sip of this soup!"

The boy hurriedly used the chopsticks to catch the leader's chopsticks and poked them into the pot. Not to be outdone, the leader deftly turned his wrist to dodge.

The two fought with chopsticks for a while, and the pot of chicken soup almost became a victim. Taking advantage of the gap, the young man quickly picked up the remaining chicken leg, wolfed it down and smiled triumphantly at the leader.

"Little bastard!" The leader kicked onto the wooden chair made by the boy, "Go to the mountain to catch pigeons! If you don't catch twenty pigeons, don't come back!"

The boy grinningly picked up the pot of chicken soup and ran out the door, shouting at the leader, "Don't catch me!"

"Whoosh-"

Two chopsticks flew out from the house and shot a good pot right through. The unfinished chicken soup flowed out from the small holes. The boy looked at the pot of chicken soup that had become a fountain, flattened He threw away the pot and went up the mountain angrily.

"Bad guy!" The more the boy thought about the pot of chicken soup, the more he felt aggrieved, and tearfully plucked the pigeon's feathers on the mountain.

The leader was taking a bath in the pool, and the whole inner room was filled with steam and foggy.

The leader lay on the edge of the pool and watched the boy approach, and said with a smile: "Xiao Linzi, you are quite fast today!"

"Um…"

"Why are you upset again, just because of that pot of soup?"

"Um…"

"Come down, soak with me for a while."

The young man took off his clothes as he said and got into the water, the slightly hot water relieved his fatigue, the young man stretched his limbs and leaned comfortably against the wall of the pool and let out a long breath with his head raised.

The young man rested against the pool wall with his eyes closed for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the leader was still in the same position just now, with his head buried in his arms as if he had fallen asleep.

The leader's skin was very white, and the long ink-like hair was sticking wetly to his back. The young man stared at the leader's thin waist and sexy waist, and unconsciously stretched his hands forward.

"Xiao Linzi, rub my back for me!"

The leader's sudden utterance made the young man withdraw his hand like an electric shock, and hastily picked up a cloth towel beside him, dipped it in water, and rubbed the leader's back.After rubbing for a while, the leader took the cloth towel and wanted to rub the boy's back, probably a little guilty, the boy hurriedly lay down on the edge of the pool and buried his head in his arms, not daring to move until the leader told him to turn around. .

The leader looked down at the young man's penis in the water, stretched out his hand to flick it, and scolded with a smile, "You're still so refreshed after taking a bath."

The boy's face turned red all of a sudden, he splashed two handfuls of water on his body indiscriminately, put on his clothes, and rushed out.

The leader soaked in the pool and laughed until he saw the panic-stricken boy.

When the leader came out, the young man came in with a few roasted pigeons, put them on the table and said nothing, the leader pretended not to see it, sat down at the table and started eating the roasted pigeons with a grin.

After eating for a while, the leader called the maid: "Go to the kitchen and bring the chicken soup."

The boy felt even more aggrieved when he heard the chicken soup, he hung his head and said nothing.

The chicken soup was brought to the table, and the leader put a bowl of chicken soup in front of the boy and said, "Drink it, it's specially made for you."

The young man suddenly raised his head, looked at the leader with bright eyes, picked up the spoon and drank one mouthful at a time, tears fell into the bowl while drinking.

The leader looked at the boy who was crying and drinking soup and couldn't help feeling amused: "You're still crying at the age of eighteen?"

The boy sniffed and raised his hand to wipe away his tears and said in a muffled voice, "It's not your fault!"

"Okay, I did it."

The leader raised his hand to serve himself a bowl of soup, and the boy became unhappy just after taking a sip.

"Didn't you say that this soup is for me? Why are you still drinking it!"

"Hey! You little bastard! I choked so much that I didn't even let me drink soup?" Won't let you drink a sip?"

When sleeping at night, as usual, the leader hugged the boy who turned back into a fox. In his sleep, the leader felt the little fox in his arms twitching restlessly, and immediately felt wet under his clothes.

The leader lit the lamp, saw the white turbidity on his middle coat, was angry and funny, and woke up the little fox who was huddled in sleep, pointed at the turbidity on his body and smiled, "Xiao Linzi has grown up!"

Unexpectedly, the little fox froze for a moment and began to cry, crying until the hair on his face became wisps. The leader who wanted to laugh at him had to change his shirt and start coaxing his disciples.

The next day, the little fox woke up at midnight as usual, and as soon as he got up, he took the leader's coat and ran to the well to fetch water and wash his clothes.

During lunch, the leader picked up a peanut and flicked it towards the boy who was counting the rice with his head down, hitting the center of the eyebrow.The young man looked up at the leader, and continued to chop rice absently.

"Xiao Linzi has grown up! Which girl did you dream about last night?" Seeing that the boy was silent, the leader continued, "Is it Yaya who gave you the purse the day before yesterday? That girl is pretty and your age It's the same, no father and no mother, if you like it, then the leader of this book will make the decision for her!"

"Don't tell me! Could it be that Yaya! I said Xiao Linzi..."

"It's you!" The boy slammed the bowl on the table, got up and left.

"Cut! It's none of my business!" The leader threw the peanuts into his mouth and sighed quietly, "It's nothing to keep!"

Sitting by the river, the boy casually grabbed a handful of stones and threw them into the river one by one. He couldn't help recalling that charming dream in his mind.

In the dream, someone was having fun under him, the long ink-like hair covered the tight buttocks, and the slender waist trembled slightly. The man turned over and hugged the young man even tighter with his long legs. A face so beautiful that it was almost coquettish appeared in front of his eyes...

"Damn it!" The boy shook his head vigorously and jumped into the river.

In the evening, the boy came back from the outside, and as soon as he entered the room, he said that he would sleep in a separate room with the leader. The leader smiled and said while drinking tea: "Oh, the apprentice is different when he grows up! There is a saying! I forget my daughter-in-law. Master!"

The boy didn't refute, and went to the next door with the quilt in his arms.

The boy blew out the lamp and lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.The leader didn't sleep either, sitting on the bed and looking at the purse that Yaya gave to the boy with a cold face.After watching for a while, the leader raised his hand, put the purse on the candle flame, lit it, and threw it on the ground.

Soon it was the leader's 23rd birthday, so the burden of shopping fell on the young man's shoulders. The young man was used to running up and down the mountain every day, so it was right for him to keep fit.

One day, the boy finished shopping, and not long after he left, he saw a little girl sitting on the side of the road crying. After asking, he found out that he and his brother were going to the capital to find relatives. scattered.

The leader was leaning on the couch and reading a book. Hearing the movement outside, he looked up and saw that the boy led a little girl into the door.

The leader took the notebook and joked: "Yo, Xiao Linzi, who is this? Could it be the girl you dreamed about two days ago?"

"No!" The young man interrupted the leader, "I met at the foot of the mountain, because the bandit and my brother got separated, I thought she was pitiful, so I brought her here."

"But I am the Devil's Cult, not Shantang."

"Isn't the kitchen short of people? I'll find Aunt Gu and arrange some work for her later."

"I'll say it again, I am the Devil's Cult, not Shantang."

"You can pick up some cats and dogs to raise on weekdays, why can't you accommodate a little girl now?"

"Those cats and dogs can please me, what can this little girl do?" The leader looked coldly at the little girl hiding behind the boy, "Be my slave? Or do you have selfish desires to marry?" a wife."

"I just look at the little girl pitifully..."

"There are so many poor people, you are so kind, why don't you save them one by one?"

"Okay! Then I'll go rescue it in a while!" The boy was a little angry, and pulled the little girl outside, "So I'll take her to find Aunt Gu first."

A red figure passed by, causing a gust of wind. Looking at his empty right hand, the young man suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and hurried down the mountain.

The leader's speed was much faster than the boy imagined. The boy had no choice but to use black magic to find out the location of the leader, but found that the little girl had disappeared.

"What about the little girl?"

"do not know."

"I'll go find her."

"If you dare to bring that girl back, I will no longer be your master in the future."

The voice of the leader sounded behind the young man, and the young man froze for a moment, but he still walked in another direction.

The boy found the little girl at the foot of another mountain tens of miles away from the Devil's Cult. She was lying covered in blood on the side away from the mountain road, covered by a few stones. Looking at the little girl's torn clothes and marks on her body, she instantly understood something, and a sense of guilt welled up in her heart.

The boy put the little girl's body into the earth pit just dug, and the soil slowly piled up into a small grave. The boy put a handful of wild flowers picked from the mountain in front of the grave, and bowed deeply three times. .

"I'm sorry..." the young man said softly.

When the young man returned to the Devil's Cult, he saw the leader sitting in the main hall drinking, turned around and chose to take a detour back to the room, but the cool voice of the leader came from behind:

"You have a good conscience."

An unknown fire rose from his chest, and the boy turned and walked into the hall, looking at the smiling face of the leader, he said angrily:

"Of course I have a conscience! But I think you may not even have a conscience! Do you know what happened to that girl? She didn't do anything wrong and you threw her down the mountain, so that she was raped and killed! Do you think What is the difference between you and those murderers!"

The leader slowly put away his smile, looked at the boy with a cold face, and suddenly chuckled: "Whether this girl lives or dies, what does it matter to me?"

The young man was so angry that he couldn't speak because of the leader's carelessness. After a while, the boy stared at the leader's face and said word by word: "You devil."

The leader looked at the child who had been with him for three years. Although the black coat was stained with blood, he was still standing there with dignity.

The more the leader thought about it, the more amusing he became, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and didn't stop until tears came down.

"You say I'm a devil? Then I'll show you what a real devil looks like."

The leader slapped the table, and the saber on the table rose in response.

The young man only felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there was no one in the hall.

There is a village at the foot of the Devil's Sect Mountain, called Linjiazhuang. In the village, everyone's surname is Lin from old to young, and there are very few people with other surnames.

But now this village is already a dead village, a veritable dead village, as soon as you enter the village, you can see people who died tragically, their necks were cut off with a knife, blood was sprayed everywhere, and their heads rolled aside were covered with mud , but what can't be concealed is the horror on his face.

The leader sat on the altar table in the village ancestral hall to drink, and the saber was quietly stuck on the ground, and the blade shone silver in the moonlight.The ground was full of corpses, some old and some young, all of them were decapitated, the walls were splattered with blood, and the blood on the ground was coagulated and exuded a stench.

The leader hid his aura, and when the boy found the leader, it was already dark, and the whole village was gloomy, with corpses on the road besides blood.

The boy walked along the road in the village to the ancestral hall, and before he stepped into the gate of the ancestral hall, he saw the leader sitting on the altar.

A red dress was stained with blood, half of her face was covered by long hanging hair, and the tip of her nose and thin lips could be seen vaguely. There was an almost enchanting beauty in this gloomy ancestral hall.

The leader took a sip of wine, looked up at the young man: "Do you want to drink, Xiao Linzi?"

The boy's voice trembled with anger: "You killed these people...?"

The leader smiled and said, "Didn't you say that I am a devil? So I will let you see my true face as a devil."

The young man felt as if someone had punched him hard in the chest. The inexplicable dullness and guilt made his eyes a little sore, so he could only tightly clenched his fist, resisting the urge to rush forward.

A loud cry of a baby interrupted the silence between the two of them. The boy looked in surprise at a female corpse in the house. There was a baby in her arms. Her white, tender and chubby arms were stretched out and waving, looking for someone hug it.

The boy hurriedly walked towards the baby, and in an instant the leader threw the saber, and the sword passed through the throat and nailed the baby to the ground...

The crying stopped abruptly.

The young man froze on the spot, for a while the young man raised his head, his eyes turned red with anger, he looked at the leader and shouted: "What the hell are you trying to do!!!"

"I want to buy you a glass of wine, let's drink together."

The leader missed his body, the moonlight shone on the altar, and the young man clearly saw behind the leader, there was a human head, Yaya's head...

The young man recovered from the shock, he was a little overwhelmed by the mix of fear and disappointment, he never thought that the man he had lived with for three years was actually a demon in human skin, and he was so sympathetic to this demon. , I was moved...

"What did Yaya do wrong..." The boy's voice was terrifyingly calm, he knew that his question was useless, but he still couldn't help but want to ask.

"I just want to find someone to drink with me. Now that you are here, she is unnecessary."

The leader swept Yaya's head with his sleeves, and the moment the head fell off the table, brains and broken bones splashed all over the floor.

Looking at the ancestral hall full of dead bodies, the young man felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The young man felt so tired and felt that the people in front of him were so strange.

At the moment when all the emotions were intertwined, the boy raised his head and looked straight at the leader, and said slowly: "You are so disgusting."

The teacher raised the corner of his mouth.

The leader watched the young man leave, watching the black figure go further and further under the moonlight.

The leader started laughing until he was almost insane. Several jars of wine on the table were overturned, and all the liquor flowed to the ground. The leader took out some firefoils from his pocket and threw them down.

Seeing the fire around him getting bigger and bigger, the leader got down from the table, pulled out his saber, and walked back slowly. The flames shot up to the sky behind him, and spread little by little along the way the boy came...

The leader had a very long dream. When he woke up, he couldn't remember anything. He was in a daze to touch the little fox that was supposed to be nestled in his arms.

But nothing.

The leader woke up in an instant, and sat on the bed with a cold face for a long time, until the maid knocked on the door and asked the leader if he wanted to eat, then he put on his clothes and left the Demon Cult with a sword.

In the middle of the night, Zuo Hufa turned off the lights and was about to go to sleep, when suddenly he saw a figure passing by outside the window.

The door of the room was kicked open with a "kuang", and the leader threw a big basket that smelled of blood into the room, and said to the left protector, "It's getting cold, I found some materials for you to make cloaks."

After the leader left, Guardian Zuo saw that there were more than a dozen snow-white fox furs in the basket, without any stray hairs.

The leader leaned against the wall of the pool and dozed off, involuntarily remembering what happened when he was a child.

He is the child born of his mother's adultery with outsiders.It's just that no one noticed at the beginning, but as he grew older, his cuckolded father became suspicious. When he learned the truth, he was furious, killed his mother and kicked him out of the house when he was young.

In this kind of wandering life, if you want to fill your stomach, you can only rely on stealing and robbing yourself, because looting and killing people are common.And it was precisely because of that ruthlessness that he was taken back to the Demon Sect by the old leader, where he taught him his lifelong skills.

Afterwards, he led the Demon Cult to do all the things that people in the Jianghu would not be ashamed of.He admitted that he had done all kinds of bad things and was cast aside by everyone, but it was so ironic when the word "disgusting" came from his apprentice.

The leader opened his eyes, yawned and said casually, "You really deserve to be the son of the leader of the martial arts..."

The leader came out of the pool, the water droplets on his body were still hot, and he was going to the bedroom with bare feet.

But before the leader approached, the half-hidden door opened by itself, and a young man reeking of alcohol stood at the door, looking at the leader coldly.

Seeing the young man's heart tremble, the leader couldn't help being a little happy, but he still said coldly: "Don't you think I'm disgusting? Then why are you looking for me?"

The young man lowered his eyes: "See you for the last time..."

The leader took a few steps forward, turned his head slightly and sneered into the boy's ear, "Are you trying to kill the master?"

The young man hugged the leader into his arms, the leader was taken aback for a moment, before he could break free, he only heard the young man recite a mantra, and his body could no longer move.

"How dare you use magic on me?"

The leader's voice became cold, and there was a trace of anger in his tone. The young man looked at the leader's slightly frowning brows and those red thin lips, and kissed him uncontrollably.

The boy's tongue was a little tentative, trying to pry open the closed mouth of the leader. The leader was taken aback for a moment, and then began to respond to the kiss. The kiss with the aroma of wine made the hearts of both of them beat extremely fast. After the end, both of them were short of breath.

The pleasure slowly accumulated to the peak and exploded. The momentary pleasure caused the leader to leave a few scratches on the boy's back. At this moment of confusion, the leader hugged the boy tightly and said in a trembling voice: " I love you, Xiao Linzi..."

The young man raised his head to look at the leader in his arms, and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." The soreness in his whole body at the end made the leader a little drowsy, and he was too ashamed to say what he just said a second time, so he simply put it off like this.

The teacher didn't wake up until mid-sun. When he woke up, he found that the surrounding was empty. The leader looked at the bright sunlight shining into the room, thinking that the young man should go to practice again, so he squinted his eyes and planned to sleep for a while.

Last night's intense sex made the leader feel sore all over his body. After sleeping soundly all night, he only felt the soreness intensified. He didn't want to get up at all. He just wanted to wait for the boy to come back from his practice and catch two pheasants for him.

It was almost noon, and the servant girl saw that the door of the leader's room was still closed, so she went up and knocked on the door lightly and asked the leader what he had for lunch.

After a while, the leader's lazy voice came from the room: "Let's talk about it when Xiao Linzi comes back!"

The maid looked around suspiciously, where was Xiao Linzi?

The servant girl cautiously said to the leader: "Xiao Linzi...hasn't he already left..."

There was a dead silence in the room, and after a while there was the sound of a teapot breaking, the maid hurriedly opened the door and went in, seeing the leader sitting on the bed with a pale complexion, the teapot on the table next to him was smashed to pieces, and there was something in her tightly clenched hands. The blood gushed out, and the servant girl hurried out to find a hemostatic medicine to stop the bleeding of the leader.

The leader looked down at the maid who was bandaging him, and said softly, "Clean up his things and throw them out."

The servant girl paused and nodded.

The weather is getting colder, and the leader has a cold. Although it is a minor illness, it hasn't recovered after more than half a month. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the devil, so the leader simply doesn't go out. He lies in bed and sleeps every day, Drowsy.

At the same time, a big event happened in the Jianghu. The leader of the martial arts alliance held a martial arts meeting, saying that he was old and not as good as the current rookies in the Jianghu, so he simply retired and gave up his position to a rising star.

After that, there were various elections for the leader of the martial arts alliance. This election lasted half a month, and finally there were two people left, one was the eldest son of the former leader, Lin Yixuan, and the other was the second son of the Wudang faction, Lu Yuan.

I don't know if it was done on purpose, but the arena is located in a town not far from the Devil's Cult.

In the early morning, the maid knocked on the door to deliver medicine to the leader, but found that the house was empty, and searched the entire Demon Cult without seeing the leader.

The teahouse in the town closest to the arena was already full of people from all walks of life who hadn’t been able to participate in the martial arts conference, and in a private room in that teahouse sat a young man in brocade clothes and fox fur, but his exquisite face was full of people. any expression.

That is the best position in the whole tea house, as long as you stand in front of the window, you can see every move on the ring really.

The leader stood in front of the window and looked at the young man on the ring, with his teeth and hair on his face, he was full of vigor, and every move was clean and neat, making Lu Yuanfeng powerless to fight.

The leader looked at the familiar moves in front of him, picked up the cold tea by the window, drank it in one gulp, took out a silver coin from his pocket, put it on the table, turned and left.

The first thing the new leader did when he took office was to encircle and suppress the Demon Cult. In three days, all the sects were summoned, and hundreds of people marched up the mountain in a mighty manner.

The fight continued for a whole day.

As night fell, the entire Demon Cult was like hell, with corpses everywhere, stumps rolled on the ground, blood mixed with the soil, and the whole mountain was dyed red.

Both sides were red-hot, but in the end they were outnumbered. The Demon Cult suffered heavy casualties and was forced into the main hall. The leader asked the left and right guardians to take the elders, old, young, women and children to a safe place, and brought a few capable men to stop them. The enemy's attack.

The leader swung his sword and cut off the right arm of a man who was holding a knife, and the other turned around and stabbed the man who was sneaking behind him.Hot blood splashed on the leader's face, and he didn't bother to wipe it off, so he had to deal with another wave of people rushing up.

When the young man rushed into the hall with a group of people, he saw that there were only three people left fighting with the leader. The previous fight had consumed a lot of energy, which put the leader at a disadvantage.

As soon as the boy entered the main hall, the leader saw it. The moment the eyes met, the leader was a little distracted. At this time, the three exchanged glances, one pretended to attack, and the rest