The villain leader always likes to die

"Lo..."

"Lo..."

"Lo..."

"You are mine... and mine alone..."

On the big bed covered with expensive furs, Shang Wuqian was lying on his back, covered by him in a white veil.He turned over and hugged the robe tightly in his arms, his dark pupils were full of madness that couldn't be concealed.He put the clothes beside his face, rubbed them lightly, and greedily smelled the faint fragrance on the clothes.

It's the taste of Luo...

Zhang Wuyu raised his lips, his smile was no longer the innocent and brilliant it used to be, but a sinister aura of debauchery.

He smelled the smell of the clothes like taking drugs, and smiled ferociously.

One more year, one more year, and he would be able to see Luo again.He's really, really close to...can't wait...

In the past two years, he has read all the books in the Devil's Cult. He is very smart and learns quickly.For someone with a good memory, he has laid the foundations of those cultivations very well.Later, the teachings could no longer satisfy him, and what Shang Wu Prison needed was not limited to force limited to paper books.

So...he had to use another method to gain more power...

Perhaps, the method was a bit cruel, but he was already addicted to this kind of flesh and blood fighting game.He can look at this group of people who have been influenced by interests, face the ugly face of death, and watch them betray each other and kill each other.He can just use these people to replenish his body, and sometimes he will meet people with higher cultivation than himself.Although I almost died several times...but...

The smile on Shang Wuyu's face deepened.

However, he still took away their cultivation and tasted the delicious food again.

The meat of a high-level practitioner is more attractive than those dirty ants, and even the energy is pure.

Shang Wuyu rolled around on the bed again, under the open collar, there were perfect muscles.The thickness of his arms proved that he had exercised very well.In the past two years, he has desperately improved his physique and strengthened his once thin and short figure.A challenge beyond the limit of physical fitness, this kind of training is like self-harm, no one forced him, but he had to force himself.

Or maybe he is used to this way, he can complete the behavior that others seem to be desperate, like a game.

But... just a little bit...

With the current qualifications, it is not enough to surpass Luo.

When Luo is out of the customs, he should reach the realm of the Demon Lord, and he is still a strong martial artist.Even if the cultivation base of holding the Nine Dragon Profound Ring is stronger than others, it is far from enough for him.

Before that, he still had one very important thing to do.

Thinking of this, the smile on Shang Wuqian's face disappeared.

He wants to go back and visit the so-called parents, and...uncle...

He kind of expected their expressions when they saw him, but it definitely wouldn't be happy.

It's really been a long time since I went back...

Shang Wu Prison's pupils gradually turned a bloodthirsty crimson.

He seems to be hungry again...

In the blink of an eye, the person on the bed turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and the first thing Gu Qingming saw was the neatly arranged robes on the bracket beside the big bed.

The master's bedroom is huge, with a luxurious and luxurious layout that ordinary nobles can't compare to. It is clean and tidy without a trace of dust.

Although Shang Wu Prison cleaned up every day, Gu Qingming still insisted on cleaning up after he finished.He is very disgusted with Shang Wu Prison.

He is also a little worried, one day in the future, will Shang Wu Prison replace him...

Gu Qingming looked out the window, squinted his eyes, dodged, a beam of light flew out of the window, and the door and window closed automatically.

Shang Wujuan landed on a big tree nimbly and turned his head.

Why does it seem that someone has followed...

Shang Wu Prison's ears received the tiniest sound from the outside world, and he could feel the distance from the comer getting closer and closer to him.

"Ah……"

He hooked his lips and smiled lightly, as if he had found something interesting, his figure twisted and turned into a black mist. This time, his speed was several times faster.

The beam of light behind him also accelerated to catch up with the cloud of black mist, the distance fluctuated from far to near, flying in the wind, passing through obstacles one after another.

A chase game with no winner.

At this time, a group of people appeared at the corner ahead, and the black mist stopped moving forward, surrounding the group of people.

The figure of Shang Wu Prison appeared from the fog, his eyes glowed red, and his mouth showed sharp fangs.

There were screams everywhere, and the person who was trying to escape was pulled out by the hand through the heart.Blood gushed out, and the beating of internal organs in his hands made him even more excited.

At some point, he transformed into a sharp sword, and with a single swing, he chopped off one of them in the middle.The tip of the sword grazed the ground, spilling hot liquid.There were a few more horrifying screams, and in less than a minute, blood and flesh flew all over the scene.

Shang Wuyu put his blood-stained finger to his mouth and licked it.It's like tasting some delicacy in the world.

He didn't mind at all that Gu Qingming discovered his secret, and he didn't even mind that the other party witnessed the whole process of eating himself.

Anyway, they all have the value of using and anti-using each other, don't they?

Gu Qingming, who had been chasing him for a long time, turned his face aside in disgust, covering his mouth and nose.

"You're really disgusting."

Shang Wu Prison was not annoyed when he heard that, instead he smiled and said, "It's really embarrassing for Mr. Gu to see this scene."

Answer, there is no sincerity at all, but there is a hint of joking.

Immediately, a Fengyue scimitar with a chain flew towards Shang Wuyu without warning, he backed up and jumped to the top of the wall behind, the flying Fengyue scimitar pierced into the wall, Suddenly three or four cracks appeared on the wall.

Gu Qingming pulled the chain, pulled back the blade, and dropped it in his hand.In the next second, he quickly moved in front of Zhang Wuyu, Fengyue's scimitar was thrown out suddenly, and Shang Wuyu quickly blocked it with his sword. The strong sense of oppression made him take several steps back alive, the soles of his feet rubbed against the dust, and the dust everywhere.

Shang Wuyu stabilized his heels, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, he let Gu Qingming continue to attack, and he dodged again.The chain wrapped around his wrist, and in an instant a hand grabbed his neck, and the scimitar was about to pierce his chest.

Shangwuyu turned into black mist, and Gu Qingming was left empty.

Shang Wujuan, who suddenly appeared behind him, started to fight back. Gu Qingming supported the sword he cut with a chain, and a wild smile appeared on Shang Wujuan's lips, increasing his strength.Gu Qingming's chain finally couldn't withstand this force and broke.

When Gu Qingming dodged away, he still didn't have time to dodge completely, a big cut was cut on his arm, and blood oozed out.

He was amazed at the kid's speed, how fast he progressed.

Shang Wu Prison didn't give him any chance to think, the surrounding breath surged, as if he was controlling some kind of awakening, inside his dark red eyes were slender pupils like silver snakes.

The ground was trembling and there was a violent noise. Suddenly, many sharp rocks drilled out of the ground rushed out, stabbing in the direction of Gu Qingming.

Every corner he landed was destroyed by the drilled rock cracks, and the turmoil caused the surrounding beasts to roar.Gu Qingming bounced to the ground, and the protruding rock cracks drilled out of the ground again, dust flew around, and the young man had long since disappeared from the spot.

Shang Wuyu was a little disappointed, why did Mr. Gu leave...he just started warming up...

Shang Wuyu smiled, the ring on his finger was still glowing with a faint black gray light.