After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling poured blood into Li Chen's mouth again.

He wiped off the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth, put away the porcelain bottle, and meditated to adjust his breath.

For the past three days, he has been feeding Li Chen blood every day, and there are more deep and shallow scars on his wrists.

But he just wrapped it casually with gauze. Anyway, his own recovery ability is strong, so such a small injury is really nothing to him.

After falling into meditation again, Fu Ling closed his eyes.

But behind him, Li Chen who should have been unconscious opened his eyes silently.

The bitter, sweet taste of blood still remained in his mouth.

This taste is Fu Ling's.

When Fu Ling touched his lips, he was already a little conscious.

It's just because I just woke up and haven't figured out the situation in front of me, so I didn't act rashly.

However, what happened next shocked his heart, sweet blood slowly flowed down his throat into his body, he even felt the tip of Fu Ling's tongue rolling over his teeth, as if confirming these things It was as if he drank everything.

All sensations are magnified.

Soft lips, warm tongue, and Fu Ling's hands holding him.

It wasn't until he pulled away that Li Chen breathed out almost silently.

He turned to look at the man sitting cross-legged, his eyes gradually darkened, and the emotions that had been hidden in his heart with nowhere to vent suddenly burst out, gushing out like a tide.

The blood remaining in his throat was like the last stitch of the net, which sewed his whole body into the net tightly.

Can no longer escape.

Outside the small secret, in the Tianhuo Pavilion halfway across the west mountain, Tian Salan is writing an invitation card, inviting fellow Taoists from all over the world to slay demons together.

The hundreds of glazed beads released by Tian Salan caused an uproar in the comprehension world. Li Chen, the leader of the demon cult, ignored human relations and killed innocent people at will. The great sects and aristocratic families begged him to destroy the demons and give the common people a stable life.

These ordinary people can see it, and naturally all the major sects in the cultivation world have also received this news.

The contents of this glazed bead are really appalling.

A hundred or so people in a small village are nothing more than a drop in the bucket compared to this vast world of three thousand people.

Originally, it would not have caused such an effect, and there are many vicious and vicious people in this world who kill people, and Li Chen is not the only one.

But because the devil Li Chen is the most powerful one.

In the world of comprehension, no one has tested Li Chen's true level so far.

The fight in the small secret realm was just a short contact, but Li Chen's methods have already left an indelible impression in the hearts of everyone.

This man is too strong and must not be kept.

Tian Saran's invitation was sent out very quickly, and the reply was also received very quickly.

Because this time it was the entire cultivation world that was angered.

In just three days, the location for the meeting to defeat the devil had already been decided.

It turned out to be in Xuantianzong.

Because Xuantianzong is the closest to Mingshi Mountain, it is the best place for them to study strategies.

Fu Ling knew nothing about what happened outside.

Li Chen fell into a coma after being sober briefly that day.

But in the past few days, he has been awake more and more times, and the time is getting longer and longer. With his daily suppression, these toxins went back to dormant again, and they all gathered in Li Chen's waist and abdomen.

By the sixth day, he was able to get out of bed, even in good condition.

Fu Ling was a little worried.

If the poison is not pulled out for a day, once the spiritual power is used again, it will still spread. It is really a hidden danger, and it will explode at any time.

Seeing his frowning, Li Chen couldn't help stretching out his hand to smooth his brow.

"Why are you frowning all the time, and you can't die?"

Fu Ling glared at him angrily: "You almost met Hades."

You can't die anywhere, your life was bought with blood by Lao Tzu.

Unexpectedly, Li Chen shook his head: "I told you before, I can't die."

Now Fu Ling is really strange. How can anyone say that they can't die? Could it be that there is some kind of resurrection elixir?

"Six days ago, if I hadn't found you in time, your poison would have invaded your brain."

You tell me, so you can't die?

Li Chen nodded: "It's true that I can't die, but the price of waking up is a bit high, so I want to thank you for saving me."

Fu Ling had never heard of such a thing, so he couldn't help but wanted to ask.

But the person in front of him grabbed his hand.

This hand was the one that gave him bloodletting. Since he woke up three days ago, Li Chen did not allow him to do it again, and even used the only time he was awake to carefully bandage it while staring at him. .

Then he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and fell into a coma again.

Three days later, the wounds have mostly healed, leaving only scabbed scars on the wrists.

"My injury is all right now, nothing to look at."

Fu Ling wanted to pull his hand back in a panic, but he didn't.

Li Chen looked down at the scar on his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Is it worth it?"

Fu Ling's heart beat faster when he held hands like this.

With rare red ears, he turned his head and replied indiscriminately, "You are my master."

Li Chen stretched out his other hand, gently touched the scar with his index finger, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it just because I'm your master?"

Fu Ling's hand held by him couldn't help but tremble, thinking that something had been seen.

He looked into Li Chen's eyes.

There was a rare tenderness in these usually cold and emotionless eyes.

Fu Ling looked at his wrist again.

Did he become like this because he bled himself to save him?

Fu Ling squeezed the other hand tightly, and said calmly: "Otherwise, I will be a teacher for a day and a father for life."

Li Chen raised his eyelids and raised his voice slightly: "For father?"

Fu Ling looked at him, his eyes did not fluctuate: "Yes."

Li Chen couldn't help but snorted coldly, just about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.

He stretched out his hand, and a palm-sized mirror emerged from his palm, and an almost anxious voice came from inside.

"My lord, where are you now? Something happened."

There was no sound in the mirror, only Qi Rui's words, and the background was still a little noisy, it sounded like it was sent in a hurry.

The two of them couldn't help but lower their faces when they heard this.

As the protector of Mingshi Mountain, Qi Rui's abilities are naturally high, and he would never speak in such a tone unless it is absolutely necessary.

Both of them are well aware of Qi Rui's temperament, and this sentence means that something has happened, and the implication is that something has happened!

Fu Ling turned around and began to pack his things.

Li Chen lifted up his clothes and looked at the poison that was suppressed around his waist and abdomen, raised his hand and put a few restraints around, got up and put on his clothes.

Both are very fast and everything is ready in the blink of an eye.

The moment he stepped out of the small secret realm, the devilish energy remaining on the surface hit, Fu Ling subconsciously stopped Li Chen behind him, and sacrificed the sword in his hand.

"Let me come to Yujian!"

Before Li Chen could react, he pulled him onto his sword.

The moment the flying sword flew back and forth, Li Chen put his arms around Fu Ling's waist, causing the body of the person holding the sword in front to tremble, and even the sword was tilted.

However, Li Chen said confidently and innocently: "My injury is still not healed, and I can't stand still."

Fu Ling replied calmly: "En."

The neck and ear tips hidden under the hair were quietly red.

The sharp sword pierced through the sky and flew towards Cangzhou at an extremely fast speed.

Although Mingshi Mountain is not in Cangzhou, Cangzhou is the place where Li Chen lived the longest.

As the protector of Mingshi Mountain, Qi Rui is also the lord of Cangzhou. The city of Cangzhou is well managed and has a strong scholarly atmosphere.

Fu Ling didn't dare to stop for a moment, Feijian drove the two of them all the way, and it took nearly a day to rush from Xishan to Cangzhou.

When we arrived, it was already midnight.

The two lived in the old house again.

I haven't been here for a few months, but the old house is well-organized by housekeeper Zhang, spotless, and the rooms are tidy.

Always waiting for the return of the master.

Fu Ling's guest room is still next door to Li Chen.

It's just that neither of them had time to rest, so they called Qi Rui to check the situation.

As soon as Qi Rui heard the news of Li Chen's return, he came with An Qi without waiting for the notice.

Firstly, it was because the matter was urgent and needed to be reported immediately, and secondly, both of them wanted to see the old lord.

Fu Ling followed him into his study in a grand manner.

Li Chen's study room is very large, and the surrounding walls are full of bookshelves. It can be seen that Li Chen is a person who loves reading very much on weekdays.

Fu Ling was very envious of this point. He used to patronize cultivation and never calmed down to read any books. In the words of those righteous people, he was a barbarian who didn't understand anything.

However, he doesn't care about these at all.

But seeing these books piled up in Li Chen's study, Fu Ling subconsciously wanted to make his own books more scholarly.

Li Chen hadn't come in yet, so he didn't know what to talk to Butler Zhang about.

Fu Ling didn't follow. He found a book from the bookshelf and looked at it casually.

"My lord, you are back."

Qi Rui and An Qi's surprised voices came.

Fu Ling turned around, and saw the joy of reunion after a long absence in the eyes of the two.

He put his index finger near his lips and gave a "hush", put down the book in his hand, sat on a chair beside him, and left the top seat to Li Chen.

Qi Rui and An Qi glanced at each other, then secretly glanced at Fu Ling who was sitting beside him, and finally suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Fu Ling looked at the expressions of the two and thought it was okay, and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

As soon as the business was mentioned, Qi Rui withdrew all his expressions, and said with a serious look: "Seven days ago, hundreds of glazed beads were scattered in every corner of the human world, and now everyone knows about it."

Hearing the glass beads, Fu Ling subconsciously changed his gaze.

Glass beads, which are used for memory, are not very expensive, but they are not ordinary things either.

It would be too extravagant to throw hundreds of them casually.

Fu Ling lowered his eyelids and asked almost slowly: "What is recorded in the glass beads?"

Qi Rui and An Qi glanced at each other, and offered a glazed bead.

"This glazed bead was obtained by a subordinate, please take a look."

Qi Rui spread out his palm, and a colorful glazed bead slowly flew into the air.

One picture after another began to appear in the air.

Seeing this scene, Fu Ling subconsciously stood up.

This is exactly what happened that night when he and Li Chen were exterminating demon corpses in the small village.

Fu Ling looked at Qi Rui and said seriously, "What do you think?"

Qi Rui bowed and replied: "Of course we believe in the Lord, Lord Li has never killed innocent people in these years, let alone this kind of massacre of the village, there must be something wrong with these people, that's why we did it .”

Moreover, he could tell from his figure and demeanor that the one wearing the mask was not the Lord himself, but Fu Ling.

Why this mask that has never been borrowed is on Fu Ling's face is really worth thinking about.

Fu Ling didn't speak, just looked at the picture in the sky.

If he was just a mortal who had never participated, he might really be deceived by the scene in front of him.

"Who did you just call Lord?"

Fu Ling was still studying the glazed beads when a cold voice came from the door.

Li Chen was covered with cold air, and came in from the door with a livid face.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

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