Cannon fodder's self-cultivation

The old man in the village told him that children must be good and listen to adults, otherwise there will be demons who only eat children to eat disobedient children.

"Demons?" The young Ming Jiang tilted his head at the old man telling the story with his big round eyes open.

The old man nodded, and threatened solemnly, "Demons, they are all monsters with green faces and fangs, with horns on the top of their heads, such sharp teeth, and a mouth..." The old man gestured in the air with his wrinkled hands, "That's it Big! A disobedient child in one mouthful!"

"Ah!" Ming Jiang was startled by the old man's appearance, he quickly jumped off the small bench and hid behind his mother.

The mother patted his head amusedly, and smiled helplessly at the old man, "Uncle Zhang, don't scare Ah Ming, our family Ah Ming is good, even if there are demons who eat children, they won't eat us." Amin's."

"Really?" He raised his head and looked into his mother's beautiful eyes and asked earnestly.

"Really." The woman rubbed his hairy head, "Don't be afraid, Amin, even if there really are demons coming, mother will protect you."

That afternoon, the sun was shining and the cicadas were singing, and the big yellow dog lying lazily under the old tree at the entrance of the village, the threat of the old man baring his teeth, and the warm hand placed on his head by his mother, were like a picture scroll yellowed over the years, deeply hidden in the Deep in Ming Jiang's memory, he still clearly remembers her mother's gentle words that day, she said, A Ming, don't be afraid, even if there are really demons coming, mother will protect you.

But I didn't want to, it became a prophecy.

It was an ordinary night as usual. Before going to bed, his mother tucked the quilt for him as usual, blew out the oil lamp beside the bed and closed the door, and he turned over in bed and was about to fall asleep when he was caught outside. Waking up to loud noises.

what happened?

He got up from the bed in doubt, and just about to get out of bed to check, the door was hurriedly pushed open by his mother, seeing his mother's anxious expression, he asked suspiciously, "Mother?"

"Amin, hide here and don't make a sound." Seeing that he had already got out of bed, her mother hurriedly picked him up and stuffed him into the closet, reaching out her hand to stroke his head soothingly, "No matter what happens, don't come out! "

"Mother..." Leng Leng felt the trembling hand of his mother on his head, and before he could figure out what happened, his mother withdrew her hand and closed the cabinet door.

Mother, she is afraid...

Through the gap in the cabinet, he saw a man in a black cloak break into the house and thrust a long sword with an ominous aura into his mother's chest.

Mozu...

Grandpa Zhang said that the demons' green faces and fangs only eat children, and his mother said that Amin was very good, and she would protect Amin when the demons came.

Under the sharp sword of the demon, the wooden boards of the wardrobe were as fragile as paper. The demon just waved the magic sword in his hand, and tore apart the last shelter left by his mother.

With terrified eyes, he looked helplessly at the black-clothed demon who was grinning ferociously in front of him, and his teeth unconsciously bit his fist until it was dripping with blood.

Why?Why is this happening?Why did my mother die under the sword of the demons, and why did the demons kill themselves?

I'm obviously...very good...

Just when he thought he was about to die in Huangquan, that man appeared, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, holding the sharp sword blade of the demon with his bare hands like that, the dark red blood dripped from the blade, and the drops gathered on the ground to form a Small puddles.

He stared blankly at the man standing in front of him, at his hand holding the blade, that hand was slender and fair, but contained great strength.

who is he?He saved me?

He didn't know when he lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the village where the evil spirit was raging. The soft bed under him and the incense burning in the dormitory made him feel as if he had passed away.

Then he saw the man in the brocade robe sitting beside the bed, seeing that he was awake, the man gently reached out and touched his forehead.

Ming Jiang was taken aback by the man's actions - when his mother was still alive, every morning when he was still lying in bed, his mother would touch him gently like this, and then wake him up.

It's just that unlike the warm palm of his mother, this man's hand is as cold as ice.

Then the man told him that he was a Demon Race, the Demon Race that slaughtered his relatives.

how so……

He thought that he was a divine soldier descended from heaven, that he was a god strong enough to save the world. When he stood in front of him and held the sword to save him, he trusted and yearned for this powerful man so much, but now he told himself He is a demon.

He knew that he shouldn't be angry and had no reason to be angry, but he still couldn't restrain his embarrassment at being deceived - you lied to me!I trust you so much, but you are a demon!

He was so angry that his eyes were cracked, but the man smiled helplessly, as if he was treating a naughty child, and he seemed to ignore his anger at all.

Damn demons!Damn man!

In that sleepless night, the man rescued him again from the hands of the demons. Facing the questioning of the purple-clothed demons, the man smiled domineeringly. He explained that Jiang was his adopted son and he would protect him well.

Looking at the figure of the man standing in front of him, the inexplicable emotion that suddenly rose in his heart made his heart skip a beat. At that moment, he almost felt the sense of security that he had not seen for a long time in that man—as if he could hide in this way After him, there is nothing to be afraid of.

When he came back to his senses and realized what he had just thought, he was taken aback, and hurriedly told himself that he is a demon!He is an enemy!Kill mother, kill everyone's enemy!

After the purple-clothed demons left, he turned to look at him, his eyes still gentle, as if they were two people who easily pinched the arms of the demons just now. He asked himself to call him father, and allowed him to assassinate him at will within ten years. .

Why did he do that, he asked through gritted teeth.

The man smiled and said that he has been lonely for thousands of years, but now he wants to raise an interesting thing.

He became even angrier after being stunned for a moment, but strangely, he felt a sense of relief in his heart—fortunately, fortunately, the reason he gave was this reason, at least this reason, so that he could continue to maintain his hatred for him.

He was afraid, afraid that in front of this man's strength and gentleness, he would forget his hatred for the demons, really lose himself, and really become a captive under the man's sugar-coated shells.

In this way, he settled down in this magnificent and treacherous demon palace. In name, he is the adopted son of the demon venerable, the "Master Ming" in the demon palace, but only he and the man understand that maintaining this layer The relationship is just a fragile ten-year agreement, during which he can assassinate him at will.

I thought it was just a whim that the man took him as a adopted son, but the man seemed to really want to make him stronger. He gave him exercises suitable for human cultivation, taught him to build a foundation and train his energy, and gave him a lot of energy without hesitation. For high-level elixir, when his cultivation base is stagnant, he will be asked to break through, and then every time his cultivation base breaks through, he will nod in relief like a really good father, telling him that Jiang You are very good.

panic……

The hatred in his heart was being wiped away bit by bit by this terrifying man, his fragile hatred was almost crushed in front of this man, he was changing him bit by bit-but if there was no hate, would he still be himself?

Looking at the ancient Chengying handed over by the man, he was half angry and half deceiving himself. He could hardly control his movements, grabbed the spirit sword from the man's hand, and stabbed it into the man's chest.

The blood spilling from the corner of the man's mouth made him stunned for a moment—how could this be?Why doesn't he hide?He thought that this man was so strong that he would never get hurt, that no one in this world could hurt him, he thought that even if he spent his whole life, he would never be able to catch up to the man's level, but now he actually stabbed him?

The blood on the man's hand stained bright red cinnabar on his forehead, and he heard him explain Jiang, that Chengying can hurt me, and you can use it to avenge me.

Since it can hurt you, why did you give it to me?

For a long time, he thought that his inner demon was the pain of wanting to kill a man but couldn't kill him, but when he walked into the inner demon robbery, the scene that appeared in front of him after the white light flashed made him panic .

At that time, he was running in the cave chasing the man's voice. The man's voice was like a cunning cat's paw, teasing and tickling his heart. He thought in his heart that he must catch that nasty man and kill him. To sacrifice his mother to kiss the spirit in the sky, but unexpectedly, after a white light flashed in front of his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the cave.

It was the man's dormitory. On the carved sandalwood table was a golden beast with green smoke curling up. The smell made his head dizzy. When he looked intently, he saw the red silk on the gorgeous big bed in the middle of the dormitory. The figure is hidden behind the scarlet gauze.

For some reason, there was a burst of tension in his heart, and he vaguely guessed what the situation behind the gauze curtain would be, but he still couldn't control his body stiffly and walked towards the big bed step by step. When he stretched out his hand to lift the gauze curtain, he almost He heard his joints stiffen and click.

Standing stiffly by the bed, the man on the bed was dressed in disheveled clothes and had seductive eyes. The moment he saw him, he evoked a seductive smile, and his bare and slender legs were slightly opened, making a silent invitation.

"Xiao Di..."

He never thought that the strong and gentle man would make such an expression and actions, as if the man was born to be cold-hearted and without the slightest passion/desire, but now, the man is just lying on the bed like that, doing It doesn't violate the harmony to put on that expression, just like...he was like that in the first place.

Noticing the changes in his body, he raised his sword and stabbed at the person on the bed from embarrassment and self-disgust. This sword without the slightest killing intent was easily blocked by the man. The half-naked body leaned into his arms, climbed up his neck with his bare/naked arms, stuck out his tongue and gently licked his earlobe, and his slightly hoarse voice was full of charm: "You really... want to kill me ……"

I……

When he came back to his senses, the man had already been pressed on the bed by him. He gnawed on the man's body frantically, leaving large pinch marks on the man's white body with his fingers. His movements were not gentle, as if he had lost himself , has become a beast with only primitive desire/desire, and the man is his prey at this moment, he can't wait to swallow this man whole, tear his halo as the demon venerable fiercely, and take all his His strength and all his indestructibility turned into soft moaning/groaning at this moment, as if only in this way could he alleviate the hatred he had suppressed for many years—or love.

The man wraps his slender legs around his waist, caresses his tight face with his soft fingers, he giggles under him, and tells him in his ear, "I love you, I love you, I love you." Love you……

I love you……

Ming Jiang's subordinates paused, staring blankly at the man in messy robes below him.

Seeing him stop, the man smiled and stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and kissed the corner of his mouth, "...Ming Jiang, I love you, I am yours..."

"what--"

When he was still in a daze, the sudden burning pain on his forehead made him groan/groan in pain. His filthy soul seemed to be being scorched by a raging fire. It was obviously painful, but his thinking became clearer, and he suddenly remembered that he was still in his heart. In the Demon Tribulation, everything in front of you is your own demons.

Covering his scorching forehead and looking down, he saw the man under him smiled slightly, and then his whole face suddenly twisted. The red karmic fire began to burn from the inside of the man's body, instantly burning the people under him. Become a skeleton and then fly into ashes and annihilate.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Ming Jiang found himself lying in a dark cave, all the red silk and golden beast curls just now disappeared, and the burning pain on his forehead has not gone away, it was left by the man on his forehead yesterday That smear of blood.

He was saved by him again, when he was about to get lost in his demons.

It turns out...my inner demon didn't kill him, but...

Walking out of the darkness of inner demons, the scorching sun outside made his eyes hurt, and the man stood there in a brilliant light, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at him.

"Ming Jiang, I love you..." The moment he saw the man, the soft and charming words echoed in his mind.

He silently lowered his head and said in silence for a long time, "Thank you...Father."

He is the lord of the demon clan, the god of the demon clan, and his sworn enemy. Even if he is not an enemy, he is also his master and his father—no matter what his status is, he shouldn't treat men like that. thoughts.

But... until now when he realized it, he had already entered the body with demons, and he was beyond redemption.

Carefully hiding his dirty thoughts, carefully suppressing that shameful feeling in his heart, he and him can be enemies, master and apprentice, father and son, but they will never be lovers.

Now this is good, he can look at him, love him silently, maintain the fragile relationship between them with false hatred, he is his god, a powerful god that does not belong to anyone, and he is his The Avenger, trying every day to get close to the Avenger he had revenged on him—and that was fine.

However, when he saw the woman sitting on the man's body, the anger of being betrayed instantly swept through his body and mind. Cheng Ying who stabbed at the woman was blocked by the man with a teacup, and he was also bounced away by the man's powerful spiritual power .The man thought that he was looking for an opportunity to assassinate him as usual, but only he knew why he did it.

"Why did you save me then? Why did you save me?" Looking into the man's dark eyes, he finally asked this question that had been suppressed for many years. He was looking forward to it in his heart, expecting the man to give him the answer he wanted.

"Why you?"

The man walked up to him step by step, the distance between the two was so close that he could even feel the breath of the man hitting his face.He gently reached out and stroked his messy hair behind his ears, and then told him indifferently that he was not special at all, and he saved him only because he happened to be the one who saved him that day.

He said that if it was anyone that day, he would save him, adopt him as a foster son, teach him how to cultivate, help him break through, and watch him become a god every step of the way.

So... I'm just an existence that can be replaced at any time?

If there is a difference between heaven and hell in the world, he thought, so be it.

After that, the man ordered him to leave the magic palace and go to the Valley of No Return to practice.

When he was in the valley of no return, he knew that the white-clothed demon next to the man had been hiding in a dark place, maybe monitoring and maybe protecting, and never left.

If I'm just an existence that can be replaced at any time, then why do you treat me so well?

It would be great if you were really like what Grandpa Zhang said, an ogre with a green face and fangs.

That way, at least I won't be in such pain and despair.

Knowing that her love will never have a way out, she still has no hesitation.

When he saw the blood-stained young man in the arms of a man in the Valley of No Return, panic swept over his body and mind in an instant—is he... going to lose himself?I am just an existence that can be replaced at any time. Is someone finally going to replace me now?

Do not!Can't!

He cannot be replaced or abandoned, he loves him, even if he can only look at him like this, then he is willing.

"Wait!" He yelled at the man's back, "I'll save him!"

When taking care of this young man, he even became jealous of this unconscious young man. He knew that he was extremely talented, and could break through a coma even if he was seriously injured. He knew that men would often sneak into the Valley of No Return, hiding Silently watching this comatose young man in the corner but never showing up.

It wasn't until the young man woke up and revealed his identity that he didn't know that this man who had been silently paying attention to him was actually the same as him, who bore blood and deep hatred, deeply hated the demons, and was an enemy of the demons.

Since he is an enemy, why should the man be saved?

Since he is an enemy, why did the man arrange himself with him?

He will never be able to see through that man's mind. Everything he does seems to be random and random, but he seems to be bound by something, struggling to achieve an unknown goal.

What exactly does he want to do?

He is the most powerful god in the world, so what can restrain him?

When he saw the burning red lotus karmic fire and the turbulent black robbery cloud in the sky, he felt faintly uncomfortable. It was not an ordinary robbery cloud, but a lawful robbery with great power to completely eliminate heresy. cloud.

What did that man do, that even the law can't tolerate him.

He'll be fine, right? He's the most powerful god in the world, and he'll be fine.

When he arrived in a hurry, before he could stand still, he saw Xiu Sui stabbing at the man with his sword. The man stood there with a pale face. He couldn't feel any spiritual power flow on him. An ordinary person who has never practiced.

He had just been punished by the law, and he couldn't stop Xiu Sui's blow.

Holding Chengying anxiously, he flew towards the man to stop Xiusui, but it was too late. Seeing that Xiusui had already reached the man's heart with his sword, he hurriedly stabbed Chengying towards Xiusui to stop him, When Chengying pierced Xiusui, he also felt a chill in his chest.

Two chains entwined with black devilish energy penetrated his chest, protruding from his chest with teeth and claws.

It was Ye Sha, the pale demon.

"Xiao Di..."

Song Chengying strode forward with difficulty, his pierced chest hurting dullly, he tried hard to walk to him, to wipe away the glaring blood from the corner of his mouth, to tell him that he loves him, has always loved him .

In fact, he never hated him. Since the first time he saw him, when he stood in front of him and saved him by holding the demon's sword, he began to love him.

Always loved, never changed.

"Xiao Di...I..." love you...

However, he did not express his love in the end. The person he loved left this world before him, and slowly closed his black eyes in his arms.

He...lost him...

Reaching out and gently stroking the cold face of the man in his arms, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

I never got it, so why lose it.

If there really is an afterlife, then he hopes to meet him again, whether it is father and son, master and apprentice, brother, best friend, or acquaintance who meets by chance, don't be an enemy, don't be like this life, He bears a blood feud, and he is the god believed by the race that killed his relatives.

If... there really is an afterlife...