Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

Cang Xiangxun was shocked, and then suddenly let go of the hand that was pinching Lian Ji's neck, but still did not take off the hand on the eyes.

The pain of suffocation made Lian Ji cough several times, he blinked, and Cang Xiangxun could feel his palm being gently scratched by those slender eyelashes.

The bloodthirsty desire aroused by the magic breath was not satisfied, Cang Xiangxun's eyes were still fierce, he stared closely at Lian Ji's lips, because most of his face was covered and he could only see the outline clearly, and the surroundings poured in. The magic breath just uncovered the unknown scar deep in the memory.

"Are you a magician?"

"So what?"

Cang Xiangxun squinted his eyes, and the five bright red fingerprints on the white neck of the man under him completely aroused his sadism.

Both blood and sex are the most exciting ways to arouse the abuser, especially when the two are combined, the effect is more significant.

Lian Ji felt that his jaw was clamped, the force seemed to crush him, and then his lips were bitten.

Compared with kissing, Cang Xiangxun's action is more like biting.

The salty taste immediately filled the mouth, and the culprit was still pressing his head to attack, full of venting.

Lian Ji even felt that a hand violently tore open his belt, poked into the front of his clothes, but suddenly stopped when he continued to go down.

The people below did not make any resistance movements.

Cang Xiangxun slowly loosened his hands covering Lian Ji's eyes. Although his face was ferocious, his eyes were always clear.

He was clear from beginning to end.

This person is Ling Xiao.

The tyrannical factor in the body aroused by the magic breath could not be subdued. He had warned this person not to approach, why, why did he come here?

And why didn't you resist?

Cang Xiangxun became even more irritable, he pulled Lian Ji up, and then pushed him aside: "Get lost!"

Lian Ji wanted to take a closer look at what this kid's inner demon was, but he didn't expect that if he didn't struggle, he would be kissed softly, and now he was roughly thrown aside, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

But he wasn't angry.

For the first time, Lian Ji just looked at Cang Xiangxun quietly.

He has lived for two lifetimes, even though he is not a human being, he still knows what this little brat wants to do.

Cang Xiangxun's heart demon.

Cang Xiangxun's obsession.

About magic, about love, about desire, about Lianji.

Whether it's love or desire, Cang Xiangxun's stopping action just gave him the answer. Recalling the various details back then, Lian Ji felt a little at a loss for the first time.

"Your inner demons didn't come from Qiyaozong, did they?" Lian Ji was silent for a moment, then suddenly said.

Cang Xiangxun froze, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have no demons."

"What did you want to do just now?" Lian Ji looked at him calmly, the demonic aura in his body leaked out due to the restlessness of the inner alchemy, the surrounding demonic aura was permeating early on, and Cang Xiangxun was in an unstable mood, so he didn't notice anything unusual.

"What to do?" Cang Xiangxun lowered his head and sneered, "You don't know what I want to do?"

"I know." Lian Ji said.

"Because of those demon breaths, or because I resemble the Lian Ji you mentioned?" Lian Ji took a deep breath, "Or both?"

"Cang Xiangxun, what are you doing to Lian Ji..."

The restlessness in his body was extinguished instantly by the name that was buried in his heart and suddenly dug out. Cang Xiangxun interrupted him coldly: "Ling Xiao!"

"That's the end of our cooperation."

As he spoke, he pulled out Qianyin, mobilized his spiritual energy to smash the Huoyan Rock, and then flew away from Bi Fang's lair.

Lian Ji stood where he was, his face modified by the technique gradually restored, revealing his original fair face and a pair of pure gray eyes.

It's a pity that Cang Xiangxun didn't look back, and Lian Ji didn't chase after him either.

He looked at the back of Cang Xiangxun, and all the things they had been together in the city gate before flashed in his mind. The picture was Cang Xiangxun's deep black eyes when he left and the face of the boy who murmured his name that night because of the nightmare Jump, and finally stopped in the scars of different shades.

Lian Ji stretched out his hand to press the sword mark on the rock, and slowly closed his eyes.

Is his inner demon actually related to me?

What have I done before?

He took a deep breath, raised his head suddenly, and shot a sword light from his fingertips into the air with lightning speed.

"Crack-"

The image in the mirror was shattered, and the sword energy streaked across Luoyou's neck, leaving a bloodstain. He clicked his tongue lightly, feeling the magic energy around him, and heard a gentle voice interject: "Luoyou, Xiao Lianji How is it now?"

Luo Youyun looked at the shattered image in the glasses, and raised his hand to touch the bloodstain: "Brother Ning Feng, you came at a really bad time."

"Huh? What?"

"I was discovered, and the spiritual message was just cut off." Luo You shrugged and tried to reconnect the spiritual message, but another boy in white appeared on the screen.

"This person looks very familiar." Ning Feng stared at the Nine Mirrors for a long while, "A person from the Seven Luminaries Sect?"

"Well, that Cang Xiangxun who massacred the Demon Nest before," Luo You added: "The blood demon Lingluo also died at his hands."

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows: "They know each other?"

"It's the main house of Lianjilian City Gate." Luo You sneered: "It's also a good friend."

Ning Feng narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and lightly tapped the table with his knuckles, there seemed to be a dark light flickering in his eyes.

"Tu Mo... this person is quite interesting," he suddenly chuckled, "I've been bored recently, and I thought of a game, do you want to join me?"

Leaving Bi Fang's lair, Cang Xiangxun headed east all the way, and when he regained his sanity, he found himself back in the land of ice crystal snow lotus.

Shui Linggen naturally likes the cold, Cang Xiangxun stepped into the lotus field, and the cold and fragrant breath permeated the tip of his nose, bit by bit weakening the deepest part of his heart, the aversion to those raging demon breaths.

Cang Xiangxun couldn't remember exactly when he had such a problem.

The memory of the five days before joining Qiyaozong is very vague. Cang Xiangxun vaguely remembers that he lost control and slaughtered a large number of monsters. He also slaughtered all the big and small demon caves under the Xixiu Mountain. Later, he was accidentally discovered by Elder Ruan Qingyang Ruan because of the lack of spiritual energy. bring back.

Later, it fell into this problem.

The memory fragments of the crazy strangulation of monsters at that time still exist, and Cang Xiangxun feels out of control after recalling the incident.

He vaguely knew some reasons, but he didn't seem to know.

But never regretted it.

The fragrance filled the tip of his nose, Cang Xiangxun took a deep breath, and his mind became more and more clear. He picked two snow lotuses and played with the ice crystal petals with his fingers. He always felt that he had become very strange since entering this secret realm, no, it should be, After meeting Ling Xiao, it became very strange.

This sense of loss of control made him more and more irritable.

Recalling the familiarity of the two killing snow wolves together, Cang Xiangxun cut off a snow lotus, crushed the petals on his fingertips, and let the crystal petals turn into cold dew and seep into his skin.

If he hadn't agreed to go with him in the first place, probably there wouldn't be so many problems, Cang Xiangxun thought to himself.

He picked a petal and put it in his mouth, and played with the snow lotus with his fingers. The scene of Lian Ji just entangled with the evil bird in Bi Fang's lair flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.

Familiarity.

There seems to be something else besides the fighting style.

The fingers touched the rhizome along the lotus body, but the fingertips were startled suddenly after touching the flat cut surface, and then jumped up as if electrocuted, and a white light exploded in the mind.

Sword intent.

Ling Xiao has sword intent on him.

Cang Xiangxun's breathing became short of breath.

Why would an ordinary loose-type talisman acquire sword intent?

And the only one he knows is the sword-practicing talisman...

"Sword controler, the intention of the sword is in the heart, and there are distracting thoughts in the heart. It means to vent and not practice. The sword spirit cannot be concentric. Even if the sword energy is formed, it cannot be moved by the heart."

In the memory, the young boy's immature words exploded in his ears, Cang Xiangxun's eyes flickered with a dark light, he flew back without caring about the snow lotus in his hand.

Lian Ji stood on the spot, Liu Haier covered her eyes.He defeated Luo You's "eyes" just now, and this old bastard probably won't provoke him again in a while.

After tidying up his robes, Lian Ji raised his eyes and touched the flaming rock that was shattered by Cang Xiangxun just now. Apart from the cracks and sword marks, there was also a protruding area in the shape of a half-arc on the right side.Lian Ji looked at those sword marks with complicated eyes, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to press...

When Cang Xiangxun rushed back to the lair, there was no one inside. He pursed his lips and looked around, when he bumped into something at his feet.Cang Xiangxun lowered his head and stared, and saw a dingy bird egg rolling back and forth.

This is... Bi Fang's egg?

Seeing that the egg was about to roll into the magma, Cang Xiangxun kicked him to a corner, and was about to chase after Lian Ji, but found that the egg had rolled back.

It just happened to block his way out.

Cang Xiangxun was already irritable, and he didn't care about the egg at this time, just as he was about to step over it, he saw a crack in the egg, and a little dusty chicken flapped its wings and neighed.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Cang Xiangxun's body shook, and then he lowered his eyes to look at the gray chicken that was pecking at the upper of his shoe, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "You are... Gray Feather."

He should have thought of it earlier.

All the familiarity seems to have found a reasonable outlet, Cang Xiangxun took a deep breath, put the gray feathers on the ground on his shoulders, flew away from the nest, and went straight to the west.

Confirming that he had stepped on the ground, Lian Ji stretched out his hand to touch the slippery stone wall.It was pitch black in front of him, and even with his spirit vision turned on, he still couldn't see anything. If it wasn't for the dim light in the distance, Lian Ji really thought he was blind.

The bloody and strong magic breath in the dark passage made Lian Ji feel a little dizzy. He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air to calm down the restless magic pill in his body, and then he walked towards the light source a little bit.

The closer it was to the dark light, the bloody smell began to intensify while the magic breath around it became weaker, and there was also a hint of sweet smell in it.

Lian Ji sneezed, noticing that the front was getting colder and colder, and he had some calculations in his heart.

At the exit, a huge ancient tree came into view. There were vertical blood-red rhizomes tied naked above the ground. The trunk was thick but barkless. The surface was as smooth as a layer of butter. The crown had branches but no leaves. A crimson spiritual fruit hangs on it, very monotonous.

Nurturing Fairy Tree.

Lian Ji curled his lips slightly, this look should be called the Nursing Ghost Tree.

It seems that this is a shortcut.

When Lian Ji turned his head, the passageway he had just come in had disappeared for some reason, leaving only a dark halo.

Surprised in his heart, he didn't think about it too much. It would be the truth to pick off the baby-nursing fairy fruit first while no one was coming.

Lian Ji flew up onto the branch, he raised his head and glanced at the fairy fruit far away, just as he was about to go up, there was a rustling wind in his ears, and then a purple light scattered from the ground.

Transmission array.

The spiritual breath of the gold system floated by, and six figures could be faintly seen in the formation.

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