Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

As time passed, the sky became darker and darker.

Xu time has just arrived, and the halo of day has been completely hidden in the cloudy clouds.

The bitter cold wind blew the branches and leaves of the locust tree and made a high and low "crack" sound, like a ferocious wild ghost roaring ferociously with a hoarse and dry voice.

The hunting time for ghosts and demons has arrived.

All the people in Nanlai Town returned to their homes, and even the brave watchman who told the time stayed at home obediently, closing the door tightly and not daring to step out of the house.

The entire street was deserted, and there was no light, not even the sound of cicadas and dogs barking.

The surroundings are silent, dull and dead, only the vultures that occasionally fly by in the sky make hungry hisses.

Yan Chixia didn't care about the changes during this time period, he chased after looking for the evil spirit, and finally came to a strange and unpredictable cave.

This cave is not big, but it is filled with extremely strong coldness and cold air. Yan Chixia looked in from the entrance of the cave, and could faintly see a faint halo flickering inside.

The color of the halo is a hazy light orange, as if emitted by the lighting sparks in the tissue paper lanterns.

The monster is inside.

Yan Chixia restrained her mind, pulled out the Qingfeng Seven-Star Sword on her back, and walked in slowly.

The further Yan Chixia walked in, the brighter the hazy light became, but the evil spirit in the air became thicker and denser.

When he was about to reach the center of the cave, Yan Chixia heard the sound of water flowing. He looked at the corner ahead, vigilantly clenched the sword in his hand, and walked over.

He was already ready to attack at any time, but this scene caught Yan Chixia's eyes instantly.

Inside the spacious cave, paper lanterns are lit all around.

There are no other unnecessary decorations in the entire cave, and the decoration is very simple, there is only one steaming spring pool.

In the center of the spring pool is a long stone slab made of high-quality cold white jade.

An almost half-naked man was lazily lying on the long stone slab, with only a thin red silk shirt on his body. The black and soft blue silk was gathered around his neck, revealing his fair and clean back.

There was another young man in black sitting behind him. The man in black had empty eyes and no expression on his angular handsome face. He gently poured the water inside onto the back of the man in red.

The translucent water droplets were moist with mist, and the warm water rolled down the flawless back of the man in red, like a beautiful jade, as if a pair of soft hands were caressing the skin.

The thin red silk shirt only covered the man's buttocks and slender white thighs. Yan Chixia's good eyesight allowed Yan Chixia to see the man's waist very clearly. The urge to play with your fingertips.

The man's waist is even thinner and thinner. Under the smooth and graceful back line are the buttocks and legs covered by the silk shirt. The cloth moistened by the spring water sticks to this body wetly, making the alluring The curves of the figure outline a sense of extreme eroticism.

Yan Chixia never thought that a man would have such a bewitching charm and coquettishness.

He has seen countless beautiful monsters, but none of them are like the male monster on the stone slab. They obviously didn't do anything, didn't even show their faces, just stayed there quietly, which made him look divine in an instant. .

Yan Chixia's hand holding the Qingfeng Seven-Star Sword tightened, his brows twitched slightly, and he was about to speak, but at this moment the male demon suddenly changed his posture, gathered up the silk shirt on his body, and lay on his side on the jade stone board. Supporting her body with her hands, she looked towards Yan Chixia.

This time, Yan Chixia also saw the monster's appearance clearly.

It's beautiful and charming.

The charm reaches the bone, and the charm reaches the corners of the eyes and brows, revealing a kind of seductive charm and youthfulness.

If an ordinary person sees it, perhaps just a casual look, they will completely lose their minds and souls.

Even Yan Chixia herself, at this moment, was looking at the male demon with four eyes, under the eyes of the other party who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she could clearly feel the slight heat in her chest.

Yan Chixia's thin lips were tightly closed into a cold straight line. He looked at this male demon with a strong vicious aura vigilantly, and opened his eyes while chanting a mantra silently.

He wanted to see what this male demon was transformed from.

A golden halo circulated in Yan Chixia's pupils, resplendent and bright, as hot as the sun, and his body was full of awe-inspiring righteousness and sharp edge.

Fu Zhenhong just let the handsome Daoist look at her, and after about five seconds, she said unhurriedly, "Did you see anything?"

His tone was shallow and indifferent, with a hint of carelessness, and his voice was not very deep, but in this humid space filled with hot air from the spring, it was extraordinarily magnetic and seductive.

When it pours into the eardrum for a long time, there is a very slight itching sensation.

Yan Chixia didn't answer, but her heart became more and more vigilant.

He could see that the black-clothed man who was quietly standing behind the male monster was a human being whose mind had been taken away, and he could also see that even if this puppet without any personal emotions had no personal emotions, there was still a faint tinge of emotion between his brows. With a royal aura of sun-horned dragon face and plain aura.

But Yan Chixia couldn't see what the real body of this male monster was.

The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips twitched slightly. If Yan Chixia could see his real body so easily, then his body's ten thousand years of cultivation would be in vain.

Everyone in Nanlai Town thought that the most powerful and ugliest monster lived on the black mountain, but in fact the black mountain with even the dirt and stones was just a place where Fu Zhenhong would occasionally take a nap.

The real Black Mountain Realm is the city of death in the underworld, and that is Fu Zhenhong's residence in this world.

City of Undead is a very complicated place, just like its name, all the souls who died due to accidents are bound in this cold city, wandering around with resentment all day long.

In this world, Fu Zhenhong, as an old demon from Montenegro, can not only improve his cultivation by absorbing the yang energy of living people, but also increase his demon power by absorbing the resentment of fooling around. Not noticeable, almost negligible.

He is the master of the Black Mountain Realm, in charge of the evil ghosts and soldiers.

Before Fu Zhenhong took over this body, all the memories of the original Black Mountain old demon in this world were blurred.And after he became Montenegro, he never really showed up until the moment Ning Caichen stepped into Nanlai Town, with the opening of the plot line, Fu Zhenhong showed his true colors.

Because of this, no one knew that he was the ugly and foul-smelling old Montenegrin demon in the rumors.

Even the dryad who had met him not long ago didn't know what he looked like, because every order Fu Zhenhong gave to the dryad was conveyed by Yin soldiers.

"After chasing here, can't you see that I was transformed by any demon?" Fu Zhenhong's tone was obviously ridiculed and playful.

Yan Chixia sneered, and there was a rebellious spirit and awe in her amber eyes: "So what if you see it, so what if you don't see it, in the end, they will all perish under my sword."

Fu Zhenhong raised his eyebrows: "Are you so confident in your own strength, Xiao Daoist?" When he said the last three words, he deliberately dragged out his tone, and his low voice revealed a lingering The magnetism of the trembling heart.

It's obviously an ordinary address, but because of the charming meaning in this voice, it has a kind of intimacy and ambiguity.

It's like shouting for the most beloved lover.

Yan Chixia's handsome sword eyebrows frowned immediately, he didn't want to talk any more with this male demon, he stood the Qingfeng Seven Star Sword in front of him, with the index finger and middle finger of the other hand close together, blowing mana and glowing with icy cold light The blade of the sword quickly wiped from bottom to top.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows..."

However, Yan Chixia hadn't finished chanting the incantation, the originally calm spring water suddenly splashed out a long arrow exuding fierce killing intent, and shot straight at Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia dodged subconsciously, but she didn't expect that the moment he jumped up, the male demon seemed to have expected his movement, and suddenly turned his wrist, and the blue demon power drove the red silk to stretch instantly. , rolled to his waist at lightning speed.

Yan Chixia's eyes froze, and she was about to use her sword to cut off the red silk that bound his waist. The next second, Fu Zhenhong pulled the red silk with all her strength, pulling Yan Chixia's body and throwing him directly into it. into the spring.

With a "plop", a large splash of water splashed out of the spring pool with floating petals.

Taking advantage of this extremely short vacancy, Fu Zhenhong put on the half-loose messy clothes neatly, and then stood on the stone slab made of cold jade, condescendingly looking down at the swallows emerging from the spring. Chixia.

Yan Chixia wiped off the water stains on her face, and looked at Fu Zhenhong with obvious anger in her pupils.

Fu Zhenhong raised the corners of her lips slightly. This shallow and faint arc was so beautiful that it made people's heart tremble slightly. However, at this moment, when this smile fell into Yan Chixia's eyes, it became a smile. A blatant contempt and irony.

"Xiao Daoist, what a mess."

When Yan Chixia heard this, she became even more angry.

"You monster dare to play tricks on me!"

He was so angry that he flew out of the spring, and the Qingfeng Seven-Star Sword in his hand instantly turned into hundreds of mahogany swords designed to defeat monsters.

However, just when Yan Chixia was about to fight like this, Fu Zhenhong sneered, turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared on the spot.

Yan Chixia's throat choked.

"Don't even think about running away!" He followed closely behind.

Fu Zhenhong deliberately slowed down so that the handsome Taoist priest who was chasing behind him could catch up in time.

It was cloudy and rainy, and the sky began to rain finely again.

Under the hazy moonlight, Fu Zhenhong came to a desolate and dilapidated temple.

The size of the temple is very large, and a sloping plaque hangs directly above it.The plaque is quite old, and the dark brown wooden material is full of signs of decay, covered with moss and spider webs. I can only vaguely distinguish three large characters written on the plaque——

"Lan Ruo Temple."

Fu Zhenhong gently read the words on the plaque, and before Yan Chixia caught up with him, she dodged into the main hall of the temple.

At the very front of the main hall is a huge Buddha statue that is almost as high as the beams on the top of the temple. The gold paint on the Buddha statue has completely peeled off, and it is covered with a thick layer of black dust.

The curtain silk and satin fixed above the beams was dirty and worn out, blowing recklessly with the wind, from a distance it looked like a female ghost in white clothes wandering in the night with her hair loose.

Under the dim candlelight, there are dense spider webs, broken wood chips and thick plaster all around, and these are not the most terrifying.

The most chilling...

On the left and right sides of the Buddha statue, there are more than a dozen heavy coffins exuding a cold air!

Sensing the movement in the air, Fu Zhenhong sat on the coffin closest to the main hall gate, looking at Yan Chixia who was chasing him in.

"I said Xiao Daoist, you have been chasing me all this way, and those who didn't know thought you fell in love with me." There was a hint of teasing and joking in Fu Zhenhong's tone.

Yan Chixia's ears were reddish, and she said angrily, "What nonsense!"

Fu Zhenhong said inexplicably, "Is it nonsense, I will know soon."

When Yan Chixia heard this, her amber pupils stared at Fu Zhenhong's overly delicate and bright face for two seconds before she said in a deep voice, "I will definitely eradicate you monster."

"Eradicate?" Fu Zhenhong smiled lowly, "Xiao Daoist, you can't eradicate me, not only that..." Speaking of this, Fu Zhenhong paused slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he raised his fair and slender hand, tapped the bright red lips with the index finger, and exhaled slowly: "Your Yuanyang will also be taken away by me."