With the good-for-nothing beauty

Xu Basui's front teeth were about to burst into laughter: "Why is your face... as dark as the back of your head..."

Zhou Jin stared at him dryly for a long while, then suddenly heaved a sigh of relief for a long time, his head tilted, and he fell on the demon king's lap and couldn't get up.

Xu Basui yelled, observed for a while, and found that the trash Dim Sum had fallen asleep.

That's right, he was lucky to not die after being kicked out of the protective barrier and wandering on the desolate clothes all night.

Xu Basui found the warm quilt picked up from the fairy world from the mustard space, wrapped Zhou Jin up like a little foot, patted him a few warming strokes, and then moved the silkworm chrysalis upright to the ground.

Xu Basui stared at him intently for a while, deeply moved: "It's really dirty."

The silkworm chrysalis arched into a ball aggrievedly.

But it's good if you don't die.Xu Basui rejoiced, and opened his hands to look at the cold iron rings on his ten fingers, they were neat as before.

Ten years ago, the catastrophe of the demon world came, and his parents died in the line of duty. Xu Basui fell seriously ill, and after waking up, his spirit core was violent and abnormal.The ring was collected and given to him by my uncle. It was cast from meteoric iron. Each level of cultivation was increased by one more. The earrings were the last shackles.The whole set is for nothing else, the purpose of wearing it is to seal the ridiculously powerful spiritual core in the heart, and the spiritual power will explode when the ring is taken off.

This shackle has been worn since ten years ago. When I was a child, I didn't control it properly, and I ignited myself at every turn.The feeling of burning oneself is very strange, the body surface will not be injured, and the pain is all in the heart, mouth, spiritual core and spiritual veins.The turbid energy of the demon world was retrograde. Although Xu Basui made rapid progress in the process of cultivation, he often went wrong. It took six years to get used to its strength and tyranny.In the next four years, the accidents of this kind of fire gradually decreased, but each time became more dangerous.

While thinking about life, the door of Nanke Pavilion creaked open, and Zehou stepped in, his shoulders covered with shadows under the backlight.

Xu Basui cast a sleeping spell on the silkworm chrysalis with a snap of his fingers, ensuring that the silkworm chrysalis fell into a deep sleep.

He first asked outside: "Is the meteorite rain serious today?"

"It's okay, the barrier is very strong, just in case, all the low-level magicians have gone to take refuge."

Xu Basui nodded, and pressed his middle finger that was about to move: "Blind man, you helped me stabilize?"

"Half and half." Zehou came to Hanyu's bed. There was no normal chair in Nankege, so he just sat down on the silkworm chrysalis, patted the unlucky humanoid chair and said, "The key lies in him. This person It's very special, very special, as long as he touches you, the fire on your body will go out by itself. This time it's because of him, we will calm you down quickly."

"Zhou Baiyuan still has such a function?" Xu Basui was astonished, then patted the bed board pretending to be serious, and joked in a serious manner: "Hey, get up quickly, don't crush him to death."

Ze Hou was as steady as an old dog, staring at him quietly for a long time.Xu Basui had never been stared at by him like this before, and he patted the back of his hands in disgust: "Speak up, don't look at people so weirdly, I'm getting goosebumps all over the floor."

Ze Hou was silent for a long time: "Xiao Ke, how long are you going to hide it from me?"

Xu Basui had an ominous premonition, thought for a while and said frankly: "Sure enough, I was discovered by you."

Zehou pricked up his ears.

"That's right, I didn't break the bowl in the kitchen that day, it was the one under your ass—"

Zehou almost fell to the ground, and his exasperated voice became louder once: "Who cares about such nonsense!"

Xu Basui was surprised: "Then what are you asking?"

Zehou was so angry that he raised his bandaged right hand and patted his heart vigorously, making a dull voice of dull pain: "You are hiding it, you have nothing to do with your heart."

The voice in Xu Basui's ear was far away, and he came back to his senses after being stunned for a moment, and smiled calmly: "You have been my brother for nine years, and you only know that I am heartless today? No way, no way."

Zehou caught his fleeting moment of absent-mindedness, and immediately felt cold for a while: "So it's true..."

Xu Basui thought with a dry smile, and then heard his unsteady voice: "When I first saw you, you were still a snotty three-inch man crying, and the first thing I noticed was that you didn't have the magic seal between your brows, so I thought you were a genius." Entering the Tao is naturally different from other people..."

Zehou's right hand trembled, and he scratched his hair unconsciously. He became an old father overnight: "Why didn't you tell me what you didn't care about?"

Xu Basui's mind was buzzing for a while, and his thoughts slowly calmed down: "Did Weicheng do the math? Let him come over, and I'll explain it together."

Zehou immediately drew a formation to call people, Weicheng soon reached the gate of Nanke Pavilion, Zehou got up and went to open the door.The enchantment of this ice cave palace is tightly set up, and there are currently only five people in the entire devil world who are sufficiently cultivated to open the door, and the rest have to use high-level magic weapons.

While people were leaving, Xu Basui went down to the ground and dragged out the unlucky silkworm chrysalis, took out the mustard space and stuffed the dirty little black flower into it.

As soon as the door opened, Weicheng stepped in with the orange cat in his arms, and called brother in a hoarse voice.

"Good brother." Xu Basui stabbed him, sat cross-legged and stretched out his hand to beckon the orange cat: "Orange pig, come to me, don't freeze."

Those two walked to Hanyu's bed in awe, and sat on the ground with Xu Basui.The orange cat jumped into his arms, grabbed his goblin robe, and rubbed its chubby head against his stomach.

Xu Basui touched the well-behaved orange pig, and blamed his younger brother first: "Weicheng, it's not that I'm talking harshly. You know what your cultivation is best, and you only have one pair of eyes. If you are blind, you will lose them. I do have something to hide from everyone, but It's not intentional, but I just don't think it's necessary to tell. If you want to know some secrets, just ask directly. Is it worth spending your eyes? Huh?"

Weicheng bowed his head: "I'm sorry."

Xu Basui got angry when he saw his look of "I'm wrong and dare to do it next time": "Also, did you do Zhou Baiyuan's being pushed out of the barrier? What are you doing with a hapless bastard? I'm enough—"

Weicheng bowed his head, Zehou interrupted him: "Talk about yourself first."

Xu Basui paused for a while, and habitually tapped the ring between his fingers, thinking about it, but he didn't know how to organize his words.

"Yes, I was born careless."

The faces of the other two were ashamed instantly.

"Why are you looking so ugly?" Xu Basui scratched his feet, "Yes, Wuxin sounds strange, and it's not something glorious, so I didn't want to tell anyone. Only my parents and uncle know about it. They didn't beat the gongs and drums and proclaimed, 'Everyone, come and see, my cub is alive and kicking without a heart.' Besides, I'm not reliable..."

He tugged on the goblin robe: "I'm still wearing this amazing robe now. If people know that this year's Demon Lord is unintentional, it will cause a lot of trouble."

Zehou murmured: "That's why you have been in poor health since you were a child, and you tend to go crazy at every turn."

"It's just a fire, and I don't know if I'm in the devil or not. After all, I have no intention." Xu Basui touched his eyebrows, "Since I can remember, my parents have helped me replace my heart with a spiritual core. A spiritual core maintains life functions and functions at the same time. Spiritual power, naturally the body is not good. I don't know how to say this, although it is different from other people, but I have lived steadily to this day."

The word "steadiness" can fool outsiders, but Zehou and Weicheng feel even more uncomfortable.Both of them are human beings, and they figured out many strange and strange things in an instant.

The name of the unintentional little demon king is Yi Ke, which was taken by the previous demon king Xu Huo; the nickname Basui was proposed by the previous demon king's wife.One has met the hardships of life, and the other has met the expectations of life. Now that I think about it, what do I not understand?

Besides, the names of the children's games in the devil world were chosen blindly when Xiao Xu Ke became the devil ten years ago when he succeeded to the throne.After knowing the rules, the little devil kept complaining, and playfully set the suffix "immortal" everywhere, which is very rustic and mentally retarded.The only fortunate thing is that the main hall was not taken as the "Eight Diagrams Immortal Hall".In order to warn himself, he also gave the four new guardians a silly serial number -- of course, this is also very rustic and mentally retarded.

In the final analysis, those place names with "immortality" everywhere are the little guy's fear of not being able to see the sun tomorrow... By the way, he doesn't care.

Ze Hou felt even more uncomfortable. He really wanted to be the little demon's big brother, and it wasn't that he wanted to be an unreliable big brother from the beginning.He was just watching from the sidelines, and he believed that the little devil was a rare genius in all ages, but his will could not keep up with his ability, so he wanted to get rid of the little guy's bad habit of relying on others, let him be alone, let him use his own strength Convincing the public... But counting now, he didn't dare to think about the isolation and helplessness of little Xu Ke when he was growing up.

Weicheng fell into a deeper decadence.As brother said, he is indeed too weak to pay enough to calculate his fate, so he can only figure out a rough estimate.Unexpectedly, this thread of fate caught him off guard, and he threw away his helmet and armor, not knowing how to avoid it, let alone change his fate.

Xu Basui looked at one brother and one brother as if they had turned into old men through the vicissitudes of life, and suddenly felt that iron could not become steel, and he slapped the two of them on the head with his hand: "What are you all thinking about? Am I dead? It's still half buried in the ground, why not be so unlucky."

He opened his mouth and took a ready-made role model to pour chicken soup: "For example, Zhou Baiyuan is unlucky enough, isn't he? No one cares about his parents kicking his legs, he was hit by the ice curse at a young age and his spirit core was dug out, master and brother No matter how awesome it is, no one can cover it, it’s not that the old blind man carried me in a sack and kicked my shoulders, and I was pushed into the barren clothes by you little bastard last night..."

The more I talked, the more I felt that that guy was really fucking unlucky.

"...Isn't he still fine now?" Xu Basui coughed twice, thinking of Xiao Heihua's bald eyelashes, he was happy.

"I am a majestic leader of the demon world, and my relatives and friends are bustling. How can I be worse than him?"

Zhou Jin felt like he slept for a long time.

This time his dream was very clear, with specific details, so specific that he wanted to escape.

After the spiritual core was dug out, he moved to Canglan Sect's Library Pavilion, where he read countless things, decent techniques, heresy, and even a lot of gossip.

The rumor that the wife in charge didn't die of illness but died of freezing first aroused his vigilance.Zhou Jin lost a memory, accompanied by vague high-altitude suspension and bone-chilling pain, this thorn and the pain of ice picks that occurred every month have endured him for ten years.

Zhou Jin searched for countless materials and made a guess with his vague memory.

He guessed that the original host of the ice curse on his body...was his cousin Zhou Ming.

Zhou Jin thought, this gloomy thought, just think of me treating the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Anyway, I have been reduced to a useless person, and I don't know what kind of face I should use to face the new proud son of heaven, the pillar of the school, and the light of revival.

Think of it as my anger and resentment towards my own incompetence.

But this time the dream clearly played back his erased memory.

Zhou Jin saw that his young self was entwined in the air by countless spider threads, as someone with a close blood relationship extradited his cousin's ice curse.

A total of 81 extraditions were made.Each time it became more dangerous, so it was suspended higher, and the threads became denser and denser, until the last ritual poured all its endless streams of ice into his body.

Zhou Jin was in so much pain that he had nowhere to tell, and the dream replayed the nightmare he had when he was seven years old.

He still remembered that it was the fourteenth night, and the Canglan faction rang all the alarm bells late at night, and he and Zhou Ming, who had their memories wiped out, were still brothers and sisters, lying in front of the same window to peek at the chaos of the sect.

Then late at night, the head came over in person and brought the two children to the empty Wei Dao platform.Not far away, a dark shadow looked like a god of death, and said to them: "I need a spiritual core. Which of you is willing to let me dig it out?"

Xiao Zhoujin suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and his cousin had already retreated instinctively: "Dig, dig away?"

"Yes." The god of death was neither happy nor sad, pointing at them and said to the head: "Choose one."

At that time Zhou Jin didn't understand anything until the head of the sect pushed him forward gently.

The god of death with the magic seal carved on the center of his brow held a divine sword, and came inch by inch from the light, and entered his heart, gouging out the radiant spiritual core.

He didn't feel any pain, but at the moment when the spirit core was separated from the body, his body became a mud dominated by the ice curse.

On the second day after losing the spirit core, the fifteenth full moon, the light that had been so much anticipated turned into a handful of ashes devoured by the ice curse.

"Why not revenge."

The past was shattered into tens of thousands of death lenses, and the devil who had been sealed under the abyss of sin for 1000 years taunted him coldly.

"Why not be enchanted."

Zhou Jin was gasping for breath in his dream, sobbing blood dripping.

"Come on, Zhou Baiyuan. Sign a contract with me, and I will give you the power to seek justice. I will help you win fame in life and after life. I will remove the icicle for you. I will give you supreme power and freedom."

"I give you the qualification to trample on all beings, as long as you—"

The devil's pyramid scheme hadn't finished yet, when it suddenly stopped with a squeak.

Zhou Jin felt a sharp pain in his ears, followed by a nasty yet pleasant voice that almost shattered his eardrums.

"Waste-thing-sleep, sleep, wake up."

Zhou Jin grabbed this spider thread and climbed out from the abyss of the dream, opened his eyes, and saw the shapeless Demon Lord with his ears picked out.

The center of his brows is fair and there is no heart mark, and the spiritual core in his heart is shining with a powerful and soft light.

Mozun stepped on him again: "Sleeping like a pig."

Zhou Jin relaxed his body and let him step on it, so that both of them would be comfortable.

Demon Venerable domineering: "To tell you the truth, in fact, the person who pushed you out of the barrier was ordered by me. I wanted to play tricks on you, but the car overturned. Come on, get angry, what do you want to scold? "

Zhou Jin stared at him, unable to vent his anger for a while.I don't know the truth or falsehood in his words, but the hot blood in my heart really solidifies on the skirt of my clothes.

The most fundamental thing is that he is eccentric.

Tonight and last year, Nanke and Canglan.

"Are you dumb? Why don't you speak?"

Zhou Jin grabbed the dangling ankle on his shoulder and said, "Mozun, I want to tell you something."

"Yo ho?"

"I'm glad you don't have a magic seal between your brows."

In this way, I can separate you from the magic cultivator who dug out my spiritual core.

In this way, I can more purely envy your strength.

More purely... longing for you.

Xu Basui looked at Zhou Jin's dirty smile, and suddenly felt a strange touch.

He retracted his foot, squatted in front of Zhou Jin, and told his secret to the third and last person in this world: "Zhou Baiyuan, I will tell you one thing, a secret."

"I have no heart."

And Zhou Jin didn't have any accidents or perfunctory, and said to him seriously: "Then, I will keep this secret for the Demon Lord."