Quick time travel apprentice love me a few more times

The mountain is very steep, stepping up along the thick stone slabs, when you reach the lake, the sun's rays are already on your forehead, but the forests on the mountain are quite lush, and the layered green leaves do not have much effect on Luo Hibiscus.

Except for the red flower field, there was nothing particularly surprising to him along the way.

Du Ruo took Luo Jin to that lake three times, but not at sunset.This was Luo Jin's first time looking for it by himself, and it was also the first time in more than a month that he left Du Ruo's sight and moved alone within the scope of the Demon Realm.

For some reason, Luo Jin always felt that something was missing during this trip, something was wrong.

Unable to come up with a definite answer, he continued to move forward.

According to the route in memory, step by step along the miscellaneous shrubs and grasses, in fact, there should be a more complete and convenient path similar to bluestone slabs to reach the lake directly.But every time Du Ruo took him through the bumpy and often slippery dirt road, he never took him through the main entrance, since there was a path leading directly into the clouds beside the lake.

But... speaking of the sunset, it's not yet noon, if Du Ruo comes here in the evening, then... wouldn't he have to wait by the lake for a whole afternoon?

Luo Jin raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help but look at the 'back road' temptingly, but because the lake is so close, the way down the mountain is really troublesome compared to continuing forward.

If Yujian landed directly, I don't know how long he would be disgusted by Lord Mozun, both openly and secretly.It's disgusting, but it's just a suggestion after all. Having been "harmoniously" for so long, Du Ruo's attitude has also changed from simply respecting Luo Jin's words at first to "expressing" his own opinions. As for Luo Jin, she has long been used to it.

He really didn't want to turn back and go down the mountain. It took him the whole morning just to get here. Even if the time for going down the mountain was shorter than the time for going up the mountain, even if he could take a short rest, he might not have the strength to climb again. .

Immediately decided to move on, but as soon as he took a step, he heard something falling nearby, and it landed not far away.

Looking in the direction of the sound, a heavy male voice came, this voice was very strange to Luo Jin, he had never heard it before.

However, those who can enter the range of the back mountain are, in all likelihood, members of the Demon Race.

Thinking of this, Luo Jin immediately turned her head, mobilized her spiritual power, and planned to leave quickly.

——Du Ruo is true to the Demon Lord, but the two races of humans and demons are not 'close' enough to enter the depths of each other's domains.

The servants of Du Ruo Palace have a very strict attitude, and the news that Luo Jin, one of the three sons of Tianyuan, stayed in such a place was not passed on. One of the reasons was to avoid trouble.

If you don't want to trouble Du Ruo, you should leave first.

Due to the visit of 'others', I couldn't catch the sunset today, so Du Ruo probably wouldn't say much.Counting the time, Qing Cang will not be able to come back until five days later, even if he rushes at the fastest speed.

Suddenly, he found that it has been a month since Qing Cang obtained the method to break the forbidden technique, and he was about to leave.

Forbidden...

With a pause in my heart, how could I forget the unilateral 'effect' of the forbidden technique on Du Ruo!Two people can't be separated at all!

After climbing the mountain for a long time, it is certainly not close to the Qilin Hall. Thinking about the situation when they were separated for a while, what kind of pain Du Ruo will be in now!

Under special circumstances, the agreement to use only one's own strength can no longer be considered.

Worried that Du Ruo had lost the strength to look for him, feared that there would be a big trouble in the Demon Realm on the day of "handling important things", Luo Jin immediately mobilized her spiritual power and stood on tiptoe, but who knew that he hadn't stepped out yet, He felt that the spiritual veins in his whole body were firmly blocked by something, and he forcibly held back his next movements.

Thinking that it was the result of too much demon energy in the Demon Realm hindering the spiritual energy, Luo Jin closed her eyes, held her breath for a moment, and tried again.

This time, he tried his best, but he choked on the way just like before, and there was no change. Also, because of the too much 'impulse', the aura was backlashed, and a bloody smell rushed from his throat to his mouth, and red appeared on the lips instantly. .

Looking at his palm in disbelief, after completely binding the memory, for him, a monk who has practiced for nearly a thousand years, using spiritual power has long been not only a skill, but an instinct.

Getting used to the movement of aura, it feels as normal as running with your legs open.Originally a healthy person, suddenly he couldn't run anymore, he couldn't even walk, this feeling was not just difficult to adapt to.

This happened inexplicably, before Luo Jin's sense of horror spread from the soles of his feet, and before he had time to think about the reason why his meridians were blocked, he felt something quickly approaching him, raised his head suddenly, and caught his sight in time. With an afterimage, the next second the body was pierced by a huge force.

"Well……"

The neck tightened, and he was suddenly pressed to the trunk of a towering tree one meter behind him.

The huge impact pushed the body, and the lower branches were directly crushed with the body, and the whole tree was shaken, and many green leaves were thrown off.

……

"Look, I said it smells like someone."

The sound was as if rough gravel had entered the vocal cords of a cattle, making it hoarse and unpleasant.

Luo Jin hit the tree with the back of his head, and his consciousness was blurred for a moment. When the dizziness in his mind disappeared and he tried to open his eyes, he found that the person in front of him was strangling his throat with one hand, making it difficult for him to breathe. ...the people of the Demon Race.

It should also be the demons who just landed near here.

Huge and abnormal palms tightly shackled the neck, even if the other party didn't use force, this feeling made Luo Jin quite uncomfortable.

"Really...how could it be? Here is..."

"Hmph, that's right, there are races just because this is the Qilin Temple."

Or... two demons?

It is difficult to distinguish carefully with eyes open, and more depends on hearing.

Hearing one thick and one thin, two overly extreme voices sounded opposite her, Luo Jin stretched out her hand to grasp the hand that was strangling her neck.

Due to the lack of oxygen, an abnormal blush soon appeared on his face, and his vision was sometimes blurred, difficult to focus, and he struggled to look at the past.

He vaguely saw the one with a rough voice right in front of him, with two bull horns standing on top of his head. He was unusually tall and strong, quite burly, with tendons protruding all over his body, arranged in small bumps, without any sense of line.Apart from the hill-like, rather thick demon, the other was a little thinner, but his appearance was no different from ordinary people, except that his complexion was a little paler.

"...What do you know, mating with demons is not the same feeling as mating with humans. There will always be several human races in the halls of the demon kings in the past, both in appearance and aptitude. Of course, there are more monks. Men and women don't matter... ..."

"I heard that demon cultivators are faster than ordinary human monks. Should we really come here to guard? There is nothing in this place except this human being..."

Thick and thin voices rang out one after another. According to experience, these two soldiers in front of me are just mob soldiers from the demon clan. I don't know why they appeared in such a place.

Normally, he can deal with this kind of demons with bare hands, but now he is in a special situation. He has been backlashed once or twice when he activates his spiritual power. He cannot protect himself at all, and his spiritual veins must be used by someone Method blocked.

The lack of oxygen became more and more serious, and Luo Jin's hand had been tightly holding the big hand that restrained her breathing, but she couldn't exert any strength.

The two demons on the opposite side didn't care about their almost suffocating situation at all, they just talked with you and me. At the beginning, Luo Jin could still hear a few words and have the ability to think , in the end, he could only grab the opponent's hand in vain.

Even Luo Jin, who was regarded as the third son of Tianyuan, had to admit that the physical strength of the demon race was far superior to that of the human race, and he couldn't bear it without exerting strength just by holding the neck with one hand.

The back was split by his own body, and the sharp tree trunks were painful, and even pierced into the skin, but Luo Jin's attention was all on the big hand that deprived the air.

His eyes could no longer be opened, and the strong thirst for oxygen had made his forehead sweat.In just a few minutes, his consciousness became a little fuzzy.Even with all their strength, they couldn't tear off the hand. The two demons didn't know what they were chattering about, and it became more and more lively.

The weak force was not enough to shake the palm, and when he almost fainted, he was pressed even tighter.

As if looking for a point of application, the sharp nails of the rough fingers suddenly sank into the delicate skin, and bright red blood spread out near the base of the ear.

The snow-white clothes in front of him were also covered with a big thick black hand. Without pausing and without giving Luo Jin any chance to react, he tore the material of the cloth and exposed a rather long opening along the chest cavity of the heart to the waist and abdomen in an instant. The upper body is full of scenery.

Because the nails were sharp and he didn't know how to control his strength, he accidentally touched the skin in the process of tearing the clothes, and even Luo Jin's chest, instantly spread and raised pale pink marks, and there was burning pain even without seeing blood. Hibiscus, the frown deepened.

The feeling of being controlled by others is too uncomfortable, and I have no time to think, so I can only blame this on the inexplicable blockage of the spiritual vein.

"There is nothing, and the neck is also clean. It does not seem to be Lord Mozun."

Because Luo Jin didn't have the strength to resist at all, a relatively thin person carefully swept his fingers around his chest, carefully examining the traces on his body.After the inspection failed, he immediately had doubts about what Gao Zhuang had said: "Or, it was abandoned."

Although the lowly human race will always be used by the demons for various purposes, it is impossible to have no traces at all, and this place belongs to the blood demon, if this is really the person who is occupied by the demon... so addicted Bloody and brutal races, even if they recover quickly after taking medicine, they should not leave nothing behind. The more favored they are, the more they should be injured.

As it is now, such a 'clean', that is, an existence that is not important at all, can be obliterated at will.

The meaning of the existence of the human race in the Demon Realm is to provide them with entertainment.In the scope of the Demon Realm, for those who are 'useless', as long as they are demons, they can be executed at will.

"In this case, just directly..."

"Wait, have you ever tasted what it's like to be chosen by the Demon Lord?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the words of another burly demon, and he was immediately rejected in a rough voice: "I'm not interested, you are really hungry."

Raising his eyebrows, the 'thin and weak demon' glanced at Luo Jin up and down, and took a step back to avoid blood staining himself in a while.

Because they have been together for many years, they have long been familiar with each other's "habits". The "tasting" mentioned by the "majestic demon" has two meanings, one is "tasting" to "release body energy", and the other is "tasting". It's a 'taste' of real blood.

Swallowing, the hand that had been holding Luo Jin's neck tightly was released, and the breath that had been suppressed for a long time was finally smooth. Luo Jin immediately recovered from the semi-conscious state, and subconsciously tried her best to breathe.

Leaning weakly against the tree trunk, he still hasn't regained the ability to think. Just as he released his breath, his hands were imprisoned on top of his head.

Even if he could instinctively feel the danger, Luo Jin, who had been trapped in the air suction, was busy relieving his breathing, and had no time to care about the oppressive feeling brought by the 'huge' demon clan that cast a shadow on the place he was standing in front of him.

The redness on her face hadn't faded, her eyes were forced to tears by the suffocation, and her white clothes were in tatters, which was quite beautiful.

He reached for the torn clothes again with his free hand, admiring the beautiful scene in front of him, and suddenly felt a pity that the Demon Lord had 'abandoned' such a person.

This kind of human race can be thrown aside. I don't know what the real "enjoyment" of the demon king will be like. Could it be that there are only famous monks in the human race who are similar to the third son of Tianyuan?

But because of this, he had the opportunity to try this kind of 'grade' human race.

In fact, since he caught this person just now, he began to imagine that such delicate skin must taste the best when eaten after 'working out'.

The mood is very happy because of the struggle of his subordinates. Whether it is a man or a woman, or a casual cultivator, he has tasted it all, but he has never tried a cultivator of such a great sect as Tianyuan.

That's right, he is quite good at 'eating', and he was beaten by monks from Sixiang Mountain before performing tasks. Of course, he can't forget this style of white clothes.

However, one second before the sharp five fingers touched the white shirt again, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and a black shadow quickly flashed across the eyes, followed by severe pain of limbs being torn apart.

Just when he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, he realized that the blood had already overflowed his mouth, and his tongue had been pulled out by the roots, but because the other party was too fast, the pain was not conveyed for a while.

The already rough voice was even more unpleasant, and the body fell to the ground, only babbling and murmuring, and the eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

"You... you, your lord, your lord?"

Just when the 'Majestic Demon' panicked, he heard the voice of his companion.

The voice of the demon who had always been self-respecting was trembling. After he realized who his companion was calling, he immediately trembled all over, and then he could no longer hear the so-called companion's voice except for a burst of footsteps. .

Human races appear in the Demon Realm, and any demon race can indeed be executed by any demon race. Therefore, demon races who "own" human races generally leave traces of "used" on their things, but most human races "use" once. It will just break.

The self-righteous and low-level demons who are boldly looking for traces have no idea that apart from the so-called "abandoning", another reason for not "using" is... Cherishing.