lure way

Wen Xu looked at the outstanding disciple who was once proud of him with regretful eyes. If it weren't for the sin mark, he would be the most feared opponent of the Fox King, but he had already been reduced to a demon puppet and a fox 16 years ago. King's puppet.

"You ask why you are a teacher, and the demon puppet seal on your left hand is the answer. Now, you still think that you don't have enough limelight? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to attract that fox king?" That evildoer is not only the king of the fox clan, the entire demon world is under his control, and he is on the throne of the demon king. My teacher asks you, if one day, he comes to look for your pawn, will you be able to break free from the demon puppet seal? , to compete with it?"

"I..." Ling Mochen gradually showed a painful expression, feeling that the left hand that was almost bitten by the sharp teeth of the fox demon seemed to be in severe pain again, and he was speechless.After a while, he stabilized his mood and asked: "Master, since you already knew that I was branded as a monster, why didn't you simply kill me? Instead, you taught me martial arts and helped me practice. If I die, the monster I will lose a pawn, and if I don't have half a point of cultivation, I will be useless to that evildoer. Why, Master..."

"Stupid boy..." Wenxu couldn't help but patted Ling Mochen's head, and jokingly said:

"It seems that you are not as good as the demon fox who understands you as a teacher. That demon fox put you under the gate of the teacher's mountain back then. He knew that the teacher would not kill you, and he would make you his most obedient weapon."

"Master?" Ling Mochen was puzzled.

"Indeed, if you are killed, the demon fox will have no chance to use you; or if you are not allowed to practice, you are just a useless chess piece to that demon fox. But do you know how the demon fox will treat waste chess? Useless pieces, There is only one way, dead end. And that useless chess general has no room to struggle. Do you understand the intention of being a teacher?"

Ling Mochen stared blankly at Wen Xu, seeing his frost-stained hair, and seeing the melancholy imprinted in the corners of his eyes for years, his eyes suddenly turned red.Master's hair was white for his father. When his father died, his body temperature was still there, so Master desperately poured spiritual power into his father, trying desperately to save his father.You must know that when his father died, his throat was sealed with a sword, and there was no hope of surviving.The master almost exhausted his cultivation, his black hair was stained with snow, and finally his father returned to take care of him, and the two of them said goodbye forever.

This incident was rumored in the demon world, and Ling Mochen had heard it several times. The master was like a brother to his father, and his kindness to himself was as great as a mountain, and it would be difficult for him to repay his kindness in his life.

"The teacher wants you to live. Even if the demon fox shows up, you may not lose. So listen to what the teacher said, and don't force yourself in the future."

"Disciple would like to listen to Master's instruction."

Wenxu put on the palm protector for Ling Mochen to cover up the demon puppet mark, and said: "Mochen, do you have a crush on someone?"

Ling Mochen blushed and said:

"No."

"Really?" Looking at Ling Mochen's youthful appearance, Wenxu couldn't help but want to tease his boring apprentice, and said: "But there are many people who like you, and Lou Jue is one of them. Ling's blood It needs to be passed on, how about if you and Lou Jue cultivate a son with the derivative flower, so that the master can embrace the disciple as soon as possible?"

"This...Master...disciple, that...in fact, Junior Brother Lou Jue and disciple are not..." Ling Mochen hurriedly explained, Zhang Jun His face was so red that it looked like a boiled shrimp.

Wen Xu saw it, and couldn't help laughing: "Lou Jue is pretty good, as long as you treat him well, he will be willing."

Will he be willing?What would you like?Not only do two people have to donate blood to breed offspring, but there is also a precondition that two people need to interbreed.Could it be that Lou Jue would be willing to marry him? !

Ling Mochen shook his head, his face was already red to the point of smoking, and he said, "Master, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about Junior Brother Lou Jue."

Wenxuan smiled, "I understand, Master, don't you have any distracting thoughts, are you waiting for the third son of the Namu clan, Mu Cunfeng?"

"No." Ling Mochen said in an affirmative tone.

The Ling family and the Mu family have an intermarriage contract.Since both parties are of the same sex, the three generations have not concluded a marriage contract, so the marriage contract has continued to Ling Mochen's generation, and there is only one Mu Cunfeng who is corresponding to the unmarried Mu family.According to legend, Mu Cunfeng has been appointed as the next successor of the Mu Clan Head, and Mu Cunfeng's father, Mu Lin, valued fame and fortune. In the future, the wife of the patriarch must pass his test. It is conceivable that the family is now in decline. Ling Mochen might not be able to catch Mu Lin's eyes.

"It's fine if you don't have it." Even if there is, it's all in vain.Wenxu sighed, and said: "Since this is the case, you can make another plan." After a pause, Wenxu reached out and patted Ling Mochen's shoulder, with a heavy tone, as if he had been brewing for a long time before saying, "Mochen, Since he is an exorcist, he is living with his head in his head. The world is unpredictable, cherish the present, and what the heart desires. Only by doing it bravely, will there be no regrets. Can the blood of the Ling family that can seal the demon survive? , it's all in your mind. You can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xu pushed the door open and left.

Ling Mochen caressed his left arm, and he didn't know that he didn't have much time. The demon fox would come to use his pawn to deal with the demon world at any time. commit suicide.

Transforming evil is a forbidden technique, which needs to be performed on the night of the full moon. It can break any seal, but there is a risk of retrograde meridians and madness, so it is listed as a forbidden technique.

Ling Mochen had tried several times, but he suffered internal injuries and vomited blood, and the most serious one ended in failure when he lost half of his cultivation and fell into a coma for three days.

There seemed to be invisible pressure squeezing him around, and Ling Mochen's tall and straight body gradually leaned on a pillar and slid down slowly as if he couldn't bear the weight. Could it be that he was destined not to be able to get rid of the shackles of the demon puppet mark?When you close your eyes, the past is vivid in your mind.

It was a dark night with no wind and no moon.

In the gloomy woods, there is a little boy covered in blood, holding a "Midnight Spirit Bead" in his blood-stained hand, which is the only light in the dark night.

He ran desperately, tears streaming from his eyes, washing his stained face, behind him was his mother crying hoarsely:

"Chen'er, don't look back! Run! Go to Bailing Mountain, run!"

"Mother... Mother... Woooo..."

The little boy didn't dare to turn his head back, because everything behind him would become a hell, a field of Shura, he was too weak to fight against those monsters.

He could only run, run at a faster speed, faster, faster... until the deafening sound of fighting gradually faded away...

Suddenly, a black shadow enveloped his eyes, and a pair of silver eyes glowed in the dark night, staring at him firmly.The blood-red tongue licked the corner of his lips, exposing the terrifying sharp fangs reflecting the cold light, salivating at the little boy, pressing forward step by step.

"Don't...don't..." The little boy stepped back step by step, his immature face was full of panic, his pupils dilated sharply, reflecting a silver-white monster, it was a fox!A huge fox in its original body seemed to be able to knock him unconscious with a single paw.

The little boy pulled out the sword at his waist indiscriminately to resist the attack of the demon fox, but how could his small body be the opponent of the demon fox who had already cultivated seven tails? The pain was unbearable, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to stab the demon fox with a sword, but before he could escape two steps, the demon fox bit his neck fiercely, and he could no longer move, blood stained his clothes.

The little boy was terrified but tried his best to open his eyes wide. His consciousness gradually became blurred. A strand of long hair was blowing in front of his eyes, flying in the night wind.

The little boy's lips trembled, but he could no longer make a sound because of the great panic. At that time, what was more terrifying than death was that the fox demon carved a demon mark on his immature left arm with sharp claws, and his body instantly became like a ghost. The scorching pain was as burning as a fire, and every inch of the bone-piercing pain pierced his heart, and the imprint of the demon puppet branded on his soul still remains to this day with an indelible shame.

"Hengzhi, Hengzhi! Wake up! Hengzhi!"