Thousands of demons fell for me

"That's right, I like smart people."

The man raised his arms and waved his hands slowly. Although there was no wind blowing in the room, the flickering of the candlelight was getting bigger and bigger, and even the area covered by the shadows on the ground was pulled into a larger area.

"Unfortunately I don't like you very much."

Luo Xingchen raised the sword again, pointed the tip of the sword in the direction of the man, smiled at the man with ease, and gradually tightened the strength on his fingers.

"You should learn to obey." The man chuckled softly.

He lowered his raised arm and clasped his palms in front of his chest. The flickering candle light subsided in an instant, and burned quietly, with no fluctuations in the tiny flame at the top.

Luo Xingchen felt the oppressive aura surging around him, and wanted to take back the dagger and take a more defensive posture, but suddenly found that his body could not move, and he could only maintain this posture of holding the sword stiffly.

The man obviously expected this situation long ago, glanced lightly at the ground, and smiled a little more confidently and proudly, "Although you are very rebellious, your shadow is still very obedient to me."

"shadow?"

Luo Xingchen replied in surprise, looking at the ground under his feet from the corner of his eye.

Against the backdrop of the candlelight, his shadow leaned forward to the right, maintaining the same fixed posture as him, as if to confirm the conjecture in his heart. It also swayed accordingly, only the shadow under his feet seemed to be frozen, without shaking at all.

This monster obviously restrained his shadow by some means, thus depriving him of his physical freedom.

"As a reward for the sword just now, please dance for me."

The man spoke politely, but his tone was undeniably tough.

He clapped his hands lightly, and the brisk music resounded throughout the room. The candlelight focused on Luo Xingchen like a flickering neon light, making him the most dazzling focus of the audience in an instant.

Luo Xingchen's shadow moved automatically with the rhythm of the music, and his body was also like a puppet on a string, moving in sync with the shadow on the ground.

Although he tried to resist, he couldn't do it at all. His feet ignored his wishes and took a graceful dance step with a brisk beat. He didn't stop until the end of the music, and was forced to face the direction of the man. He bowed deeply politely.Seeing the man's smug smile that couldn't be concealed even if it was hidden under the mask, humiliation and anger welled up in his heart at the same time, but he couldn't think of a way to break this spell for a while.

The situation is really bad. Now the other party is teasing him with the mentality of cat and mouse, just controlling him to dance, but he may be forced to do other more outrageous things at any time later, which is to make him commit suicide on the spot He also had no way to resist.

Thinking of this, Luo Xingchen couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

The man seemed to have seen the worries in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter.

"Yes, I can make you do something more interesting."

The man moved his finger slightly, and the shadow on the ground shook again.

Luo Xingchen tightly held the dagger in his right hand, slowly raised his arm, and pointed the tip of the sword at his throat. He could clearly feel the cold touch on his warm skin, as if the sharp blade would cut his throat at any moment.

However, at the next moment, the point of the knife aimed at the throat turned around, and with the wave of the arm across the sky, it waved again and again.

The sound of music suddenly sounded, and he actually moved lightly to the beat as before, dancing a beautiful sword dance.

When the dance music came to an end, the man looked at him with burning eyes, clapped his hands lightly twice, and praised with a smile in his voice: "Hehe, what a wonderful sword dance, it suits you very well."

"It's time for the pas de deux."

The man smiled loudly, stretched out his hand towards him like a gentleman, and walked over slowly.

Luo Xingchen stiffened his body, trying hard to regain control of his body, but suddenly a man's cold sneer came from his ear.

The voice was very strange, and he couldn't tell the direction, as if it sounded directly from his mind.

The masked man on the opposite side didn't seem to have heard the voice, the expression in his eyes remained the same, he was still calm, and kept approaching him.

Surprised in Luo Xingchen's heart, he scanned the surroundings and tried to find the figure of that person, and the deep male voice came out again soon.

"Even if it's a pas de deux, it should be with me."

This time Luo Xingchen listened very carefully, he was almost certain that the man's words came directly from his own mind, and that familiar voice was none other than Mo Jingyan who disappeared inexplicably after being stabbed in the back by Qian Xiaoyu .

In order to prevent the masked man from seeing something strange, he suppressed the shock in his heart and tried not to show any flaws in his expression.

"Mo Jingyan?" Luo Xingchen tried to call out in his heart, "Where are you?"

"Before I did intense exercise, my physical strength was a little weak, so I entered your body and slept peacefully."

Mo Jingyan yawned lazily as he spoke, his weak voice sounded a bit tired.

What is strenuous exercise?What does it mean to enter his body and sleep?

Luo Xingchen suspected that Mo Jingyan was driving, but unfortunately he had no evidence.

Mo Jingyan couldn't maintain his human form due to lack of mana, and he didn't want to run a long distance to find the black cat at the critical moment, so he simply attached himself to Luo Xingchen's body.

In addition to animals with strong spirituality, the hosts that can accommodate monsters and primordial spirits also have human beings with abundant spiritual power. Most of these people are demon masters.

Originally, Luo Xingchen had been suppressed by the blood of the exorcist, Mo Jingyan thought that the other party was just an ordinary person, so he stooped and lived in the body of a cat.

Now that Mo Jingyan knew Luo Xingchen's true identity, he tried to live in the other person's body at a critical moment. Unexpectedly, Luo Xingchen's body was not only full of spiritual power, but also had a near perfect fit with his primordial spirit.

Enveloped by that soft and warm energy like a bath in spring, Mo Jingyan unexpectedly fell asleep comfortably without knowing it.

Although Yuanshen is in Luo Xingchen's body, Mo Jingyan is not limited by the other party's perspective, and can see the surrounding 360-degree scenes in all directions.

When Mo Jingyan woke up, he saw Luo Xingchen stepping on the scarlet velvet carpet, holding a finely carved silver dagger in his hand, dancing a beautiful dance against the warm yellow candlelight.

Because the scene was too shocking, he stared blankly for a while, so that he ignored the third person hidden in the shadows in the room.

He didn't notice this extremely obtrusive existence until the weird guy who was wearing a mask and didn't dare to show his true colors applauded.

Luo Xingchen can dance, or pas de deux, but if the partner is not him, then he can't.

"I can deal with that ostentatious monster who hides its head and shows its tail." Mo Jingyan said in a deep voice, "but I need your permission."

"Agreed to what?" Luo Xingchen asked puzzled.

When did Mo Jingyan need to ask for his wishes when beating his own kind?Every time it is done directly.

"I need you to hand over your body to me." Mo Jingyan said lightly, with a somewhat ambiguous tone.

Luo Xingchen: "..."

This sentence sounds quite ambiguous, especially with that ambiguous tone.

"You mean the control over my body?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"That's right." Mo Jingyan said solemnly, "I can't manipulate the body of the exorcist at will, unless you agree to hand over your body to me."

Luo Xingchen hesitated for a moment, but he didn't hesitate for too long.

Although it is quite dangerous to hand over the control of the body to other people at will, he has lost control of the body long ago. On balance, at least Mo Jingyan is more reliable than the masked monster opposite. many.

"I agree to give you my body."

When the voice fell, his perception of the body disappeared, but his will still belonged to him, and he could still see the scene in front of him as before.

"The next time you go to bed, don't forget what you said now."

Mo Jingyan raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a smirk of a successful plot.

Luo Xingchen curled his lips helplessly, he was too lazy to argue with the other party, the enemy was right in front of him, and he couldn't wait to make such dirty jokes.

Mo Jingyan's smile was fleeting, and he looked at the masked man in front of him blankly, and gathered his condensed gaze into a sharp weapon, which deeply pierced the man's body.

The man was about to walk up to him soon, but he suddenly stopped because of this indifferent glance.

"Huh? You seem to be planning something." The man said thoughtfully, his expression dazed for a moment.

He felt that Luo Xingchen's eyes suddenly seemed to be a different person, but he quickly dismissed the idea, probably because of extreme shame and anger that such a change occurred.

"It doesn't matter, you can resist as you like." The man eased his expression and said with a light smile, "The more you resist, the more delicious your beauty will be. The expression of panic because of failure is really cute, hehehe."

"This kind of easy-going self-confidence will make you regret it." Mo Jingyan frowned lightly, his tone was cold, he glanced at the dagger in his hand, his face was calm and confident, "Because of your stupid hobby, deadly The weapon is still in my hand, you can try a little closer."

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth showed a little uneasiness in his heart, even though he didn't think Luo Xingchen could break free from the shackles of the shadow and hurt him with that dagger, but it's always good to be just in case.

He moved his fingers, and Luo Xingchen immediately let go of the sword while under the control of the shadow. The dagger fell to the ground, but rose into the air again. Driven by the shadow, within a few breaths, the hilt of the sword was lifted fell into his hands.