Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

The voice was so familiar, Su Xian froze for a moment, subconsciously retorted: "I didn't..."

"Blood flow against the flow, with your tattered body, how many days do you think you have to live?" Mu Nanfeng's face was gloomy, and he wanted to run away when he saw someone. Click in.

He pressed Su Xian's dantian with one hand, which originally belonged to Mu Nanfeng's inner alchemy, tremblingly welcoming his master's approach.A wisp of devilish energy escaped from Suxian's dantian, and was introduced from his fingertips to nourish his damaged meridians.

Fortunately, this person has a conscience, so he didn't hit him hard just now.Mu Nanfeng absorbed a little magic energy, and felt refreshed all over his body, and the tiredness of pain was swept away.Just when he wanted to absorb it further, he felt a barrier blocking him. If he grabbed it forcibly, he might directly damage Suxian's body.

two days.In two days, this furnace will be ready to take shape.

The silly master is very easy to deceive, he is not in a hurry.

The corners of the devil's lips hooked slightly, grabbing Suxian's arm aggressively.He tapped lightly as if unintentionally, lingered around, and grabbed Su Xian's hand holding the sword.

"Want to kill him?"

The person in his arms was concerned about his injury, and didn't dare to move easily, so he responded lightly: "...I think."

"Don't worry." The demon subconsciously wanted to comfort Su Xian, and only after saying this did he remember the evil deeds this man had done to him, so he threw those thoughtful words back into his stomach.He raised his eyebrows and looked at the twisted head trapped in the sword array.

Yu Ming's eye bones were exposed, which was terrifying.If it were the cowardly Xianxiu who was here, I'm afraid he would be glad that his noble and clean master couldn't see this scene, so he didn't have to leave a psychological shadow.But the demon thought, it's a pity not to see Su Xian getting into his arms in fright.

Forget it, there are many opportunities to scare him, so it's the same if you go to him first and then scare him.

The head realized that he was still alive, and looked over in horror, but the moment it met Mu Nanfeng's gaze, it was frightened out of its wits.

Mu Nanfeng smiled at him, and the thin coercion spread out, but the head seemed to be pressed by a huge boulder, smashing a hole in the ground heavily.

"You are not Venerable Gluttonous—" the head screamed, "You are heaven—"

He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't say another word.

Mu Nanfeng was just smiling, and his soul seemed to be tightly held in his hands, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe.

Moxiu's pupils were so frightened that he turned towards Mu Nanfeng, witnessing that the soaring devil energy around him formed an overwhelming net, entangled Su Xian, and did not hurt him at all.It is both protection and imprisonment.

Su Xian didn't notice it, and gently propped herself up with the devilish aura that made the devil intimidating.

"Are you...killing him?" He was a little confused.If it was just "killed", then how could Moxiu scream so tragically, as if...someone was repeatedly crushing his soul with his feet.

"How come, it's your job to kill him." Mu Nanfeng pushed Su Xian's back lightly, "Lend me some strength, go."

The inner alchemy in the lower abdomen, which always only brought him torture, suddenly became active at this time, and a pure spiritual power spread out, nourishing Su Xian's dry meridians.Su Xian took half a step forward, and when she got up, she turned her head in Mu Nanfeng's direction and glanced blankly.

"You can imprison him." He said softly.

The demon in black sneered, not intending to hide: "Why, otherwise, how do you think you can move freely?"

"Yeah." Su Xian responded, tilting her head slightly, with a slight smile on her lips, "Then I... will do something bad."

bad thing?This man has no mercy towards him. He has done all kinds of bad things, so what bad things can happen now.Mu Nanfeng smiled disdainfully, but his eyes followed Su Xian closely, watching with interest what he wanted to do.

Su Xian moved forward, walking slowly step by step.His hand holding the sword has always been steady, but it was deliberately unable to bear it. The tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, making a frightening hissing sound.

The aura penetrated the magic energy, mixed with it, and swayed layer by layer.Xianzun was covered in wounds, his clothes were not wrapped around his body, and the furnace seal wrapped around his chest and abdomen like a blood stream, and the dark red blood wiped out traces with a unique fragrance on the ground.

The beauty is boundless.But Yu Ming no longer dared to look directly at him.

The word Venerable, no matter in the demon world or in the immortal realm, represents supreme power.There are so many capable people in the immortal way, why is Su Xian called the immortal god alone?

Yu Ming knew the answer.It's a pity that I knew it too late.

The venerables in the demon world love to extract their souls and refine their souls, and they love to make people not enter reincarnation when they kill people.The venerable of the immortal way doesn't like to do this...but it doesn't mean he can't.

The sword intent shackles the soul, pulls and ravages like venting anger, but refuses to give him a good time.

Yu Ming screamed in despair: "Bitch—you dare to treat me like this—no—" The soul is the most delicate, and the sword intent stirred in his soul, and he quickly fell into madness: "Let me go! Let me go!" I'm going to die - you killed me!!"

Su Xian was stunned for a moment, and was about to stab, but gave him a happy sword tip, and slowly lifted it back.

The hope of death was just around the corner, and he retreated leisurely, Yu Ming's last trace of reason also collapsed, yelling that Su Xian deliberately tortured him, that he was a vain immortal cultivator, and deserved to be fucked by thousands of people... Su Xian remained indifferent.

He was too quiet, and the demon who had been watching him behind him couldn't help being anxious, and called him: "Master."

Su Xian didn't respond.

Only two tears fell to the ground, exploded, rolled up dust, and mixed into the blood.

"You want to die." His throat was dry, and he raised his sword high.

He exerted so much strength that even the hand holding the sword began to tremble until he couldn't find any more strength in his whole body... Then he stabbed hard.

Yu Ming's yelling and cursing stopped instantly.

The tip of the sword pierced through the wooden skull and plunged straight into the ground, leaving only the hilt on the ground.

The ears are clean.Tears splashed on his hands, leaving embarrassing red marks.The water droplets are invisible, flowing down all the gaps and along the body of the sword.

Su Xian raised her head, with a smile on her lips, letting the tears flow down.

He said softly: "How many times have I almost killed myself, how many times have I almost killed my senior brother, my apprentice...do you know."

When her physique breaks out, she finds it difficult to control herself, and Su Xian has an extreme temper, easily frightened, and almost causes disasters many times...all because of this dirty beast.

He originally had a very good teacher, would have a very good apprentice, and would be an upright, immortal monk... This devil ruined everything, he made him dirty.

But it's okay.He killed Moxiu with his own hands, and wiped away his stains... right?

Consciousness exclaimed that this was wrong, but Suxian suppressed it forcefully.He would rather believe An Yi's lies.

He laughed tremblingly, turned around, and said softly to Mu Nanfeng, "I could have killed him in one breath."

"Correct."

Su Xian raised the corners of her lips slightly: "But I tortured him for a quarter of an hour before letting him die... Am I bad?"

"A little bit." Mu Nanfeng smiled, thinking he was childish.

It's just torturing a magician, it's just so sad.After torturing that cowardly Mu Nanfeng for a hundred years, I have never seen him regret it so much.Hypocrisy to the extreme, on the contrary gave birth to a little loveliness.

"Hmm..." Suxian squatted on the spot, as if adjusting her breathing.

His eyes gradually regained clarity.It was like living in a dream before, but now I have some judgment of my own.

Su Xian breathed lightly, not daring to move, and only looked around slightly.

He didn't tell the people behind him that after Yu Ming's death, his eyes had gradually recovered.He saw the scene around him.The dilapidated house, his own blood stains, Yu Ming's haggard body, the ugly head that was hacked into pieces, and the devilish energy lingering around him that could kill him with just a single thought from the master.

Su Xian's eyes were sore, and his mind became confused again.

His own voice suddenly flashed in his mind.

——Nanfeng will not become a demon.

——In this way... I will never see him become a demon.

Thinking suddenly cheerful.

His apprentice...not like that.It was an ugly devil who came, not his Nanfeng.

Lowering his eyes, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was in a mess, and the inner alchemy that was forcibly swallowed was restless, blocking the flow of spiritual energy.Without it, he still has the confidence to turn against the people behind him, but the inner alchemy is too much of a hindrance, if he can take it out...

As soon as the thought came to him, he shook his head gently to drive it out of his mind.He has other options, he has always been very patient.The person behind had just achieved his goal, and he was very happy. The time when he was the happiest... was when he was killed.

Mu Nanfeng glanced at him, thinking that he was recovering his strength and didn't pay much attention.

His good master, the body is the best container, no matter how cold the outside is, there is so much charm inside, the cowardly immortal cultivator can't stop even before going to bed, presumably there are more beauty in bed.It's just too fragile. When you open it two days later, you have to be careful not to fuck people up.

trouble.

When Su Xian bent down, a wisp of black air quietly emerged from his withered body.Mu Nanfeng chuckled, stretched out his hand casually, grabbed the black air, rubbed it with his fingertips a few times, and burned it to ashes in the painful struggle of the black air.

Yu Ming didn't expect until his death that the means he relied on to save his life would be vulnerable to Mu Nanfeng's hands.But thanks to him breaking his own soul, it would be a one-and-done death, and he would not be reincarnated. It would be disgusting to continue to return to the world.

Mu Nanfeng scoffed at Yu Ming, and continued to stare at Suxian deeply.Without any effort, he got a stove that was tuned and taught by others, and he was very satisfied.The desire in the bottom of my heart was soaring, it almost turned into substance, and it captured Su Xian, who was powerless to resist, and destroyed it.

It's just that it can't be done, it still needs to be patient for two more days... The demon rolled his salty thoughts, moistened his lips, and his eyes were burning red.

At this moment, thousands of sword lights invaded in an instant, firmly locking Mu Nanfeng's body.As long as he moves, those sword lights will cut him into pieces.

Su Xian stood up lightly, turned her head, her eyes froze for a moment when she saw Mu Nanfeng's face, and soon regained her composure.It's all fake, his apprentice wouldn't be such a dirty demon cultivator.

The long sword pointed at the demon mercilessly.

"I don't know where the great demon you are, pretending to be the disciple of the deity, and using the hands of the deity to get rid of the demon cultivator... What's the plan?" He coldly accused the demon of what he did, as if he didn't recognize him at all. I look forward to the most dependent apprentice.