With the good-for-nothing beauty

The Demon Realm is a land where not a single blade of grass grows, it is a piece of barbaric ruins and disaster graves sandwiched between the fairy world and the human world.

In ancient times, there is no place for demonic cultivators who have become obsessed with demons, and the three realms cannot tolerate them. All spiritual cultivators and demon cultivators in the world must be killed.Weijin's bustling growth is nothing more than a safe habitat built on the abandoned ruins of the Three Realms, that is, the above-ground magic palace and the underground magic city.

The magic palace is responsible for repairing the enchantment and screening the magic cultivators who are eligible to enter the dungeon.There are those who cannot control their demonic mind, and those who have committed the heinous ten crimes, most of them will be exiled to the worst environment.

Exile is both a punishment and an excuse. In fact, it is to expel some "bad species" for the good general public, and to maintain the survival of this ethnic group.

In the fifth year of Xu Basui's tenure as the Demon Lord, relying on his cultivation, he ran out of the protection of the barrier and searched for a new habitat suitable for survival in the Demon Realm.The longest time he stayed was two months, traveling thousands of miles, looking for development under the cracks of natural disasters, but unfortunately he didn't.

The most suitable place to live is the sheepfold sheltered under the enchantment. When the enchantment is broken, it is easy to mend a dead sheep, but it is difficult to build a new one.

Ten years ago, the barrier between the immortal and demon worlds was not sealed, and the demon cultivators could go to the fairy world to plunder regularly. However, now that the land is in prison, most demon cultivators cannot pass through the barrier, which is no longer what it used to be.

Xu Basui knew well that the balance in the Demon Realm was hard to come by.

The Abyss of Sin is on top of the continuous volcano at the end of the wasteland, it is the heart of the burning pulp and the abyss, and it is the prison of punishment for Tianyun.In that place, there is no second hell that is more dangerous than it. Xu Basui has never heard that there are living things under the abyss of sin. The existence of the dragon soul has refreshed his cognition.

But Xiao Sa said that the demon king Xu Jiezhi spoke vaguely and did not know the origin of the dragon soul.

"What is the dragon soul? I'll put it in second place for now." Xu Basui stabilized his hoarse voice and crossed his hands behind his back. "But will this thing endanger our existence?"

Xiao Sa nodded: "The devil said that if it is light, it will be turbulent, and if it is serious, it will be a disaster."

The three demon cultivators present were all awe-inspiring, so Xu Basui took a step forward: "How to find out the dragon soul?"

"Magic heart." Xiao Sa pointed to the black magic seal between his eyebrows, "I am afraid that the dragon soul escaped a few days ago and is hiding on someone's body. But after accepting the body of the dragon soul, there will be a red mark between the eyebrows." Heart Demon Seal."

"Understood." Xu Basui turned to look at Ze Hou, "Han Tian has a roster of people from the Demon Realm, you and Xiao Sa will check the people on the ground for him first."

"Should be." Zehou nodded, and then reminded him seriously, "You have to retreat next. And you have been injured, and your birthday is only fifteen days away. How can you survive if you don't retreat well?"

Xu Basui waved his hand: "I know."

Ze Hou will be concerned about him now: "Does the pulse hurt when the spiritual power is running?"

"Go, are you annoying?" Xu Basui waved his sleeves impatiently, "I know my own body very well, hurry up and get down to business."

Ze Hou lifted up his black robe and stepped out of the Hall of Bagua, Xiao Sa and Xiao Ji also left together.

As the old rascal walked, he waved his hands behind his back. His figure was handsome, and he sent a voice into his consciousness: "Don't hide anything, brother, I missed it before, and I will help you carry some later."

Xu Basui's eye sockets felt hot, he sniffed his nose twice, and patted Weicheng's shoulder sideways: "Weicheng, I'm not at ease, you should go back to the dungeon immediately to investigate."

Weicheng was a little anxious: "Brother, come with me? It was agreed before, you retreat, I..."

Xu Basui pressed his shoulders tightly: "There are more people in the dungeon, so you can finish your work first."

"We agreed." Weicheng murmured, "I haven't protected you before, and I managed to change the robe to a dark color this year."

Xu Basui frowned.

"I want to protect my brother."

This sentence is the wish Weicheng made on his birthday four years ago.

The little boy folded his hands and closed his eyes piously at that time: "I want to be with my brother when he is in the most uncomfortable time. I hope that when my brother leaves the customs, the first person he sees is me."

He has to retreat every year before his birthday, and each retreat is a Yisui, and there must be two magic repair protectors whose robes are close to black outside the formation to prevent him from going out of control.Weicheng has been wearing light green robes for a long time, and it is true that this year's cultivation has improved extraordinary, and the color of the robes has gradually changed from light blue to dark green.

Xu Basui thought about this, and his expression softened: "I haven't forgotten, I will definitely call you to protect the Dharma next time, no, I will go underground to find you, okay?"

Weicheng raised his hand, motioning for the two to hook their little fingers: "Then don't miss the appointment next time."

Xu Basui laughed, and gave him a hug directly: "Brother promises you, I will never miss the appointment."

Weicheng embraced this hug with nostalgia, his eyes suddenly became sore and swollen, and his eyelids trembled with pain.

Zhou Jin squinted his eyes to see Mozun hugging his foster brother, grinding his back molars again and again.The orange cat in his arms jumped up on his shoulder and rubbed against him, and chatted obediently and sweetly for a while, and the big orange jumped up lightly, his fur in the sun seemed to be plated with a layer of warm gold.And Weicheng just let go of Mozun, turned around and stretched out his hand, and the orange cat jumped into his arms.

Xu Basui caressed the orange cat, the cat kissed his fingertips, the blue eyes were astonishingly transparent, as if to say that there is a big orange, and your brother is safe and sound.

Without further ado, this pretty brother hugged Daju firmly and waved goodbye. He came and went in a hurry, and went back to his dungeon that covered the sky and the sun.

Xu Basui watched them go away, then clasped his fingers worriedly, closed his eyes and tried to activate the spiritual core, and walked carefully for a week of spiritual power.In the past, the closer his birthday was, the more tyrannical his spiritual core would be, itching and itching at the mildest level, and then bursting into flames. As soon as the spiritual energy was activated, the spiritual veins would stagnate and boil. During this period, the whole person was a little brittle.

Who knew that this accident didn't hurt, and he was stunned: "It's strange, why doesn't it hurt?"

The day before yesterday, when he just woke up after vomiting blood, his spiritual veins were always in pain. It was miraculous to say that he was also circulating his spiritual power just now, so he didn't realize it.

"Where does the Demon Lord hurt?"

Xu Basui lifted his spirits, and turned to look at the owner of the voice. Zhou Jin had already closed his clothes and tightly tied his collar, and was watching him intently.

Xu Basui's mind turned quickly.If it was due to some accident...it could only be that she slept with Zhou Jin last night.

But that was purely falling asleep... No!

His chaotic memory suddenly caught the key information.

At this moment, looking at the ascetic good-for-nothing beauty, she whispered into his ear last night, seductive and pleading: "I'm cold, please warm me up, hurt me, please."

Xu Basui was in a state of confusion at that time, he felt distressed for a while, and immediately let him in, and carried him to extradite his spiritual power as if conjoined.

Xu Basui's spiritual power circulated one after another in Zhou Jin's withered spiritual veins, but he couldn't flow back into his spiritual core to help him practice—because Zhou Jin didn't have a spiritual core, so the spiritual power finally returned to himself in the spiritual core.

...So they didn't just sleep all night, but they also double cultivated.

Is this the reason why the spiritual veins are smooth and silky now?

Xu Basui smoked from the top of his head, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand: "Trash, give me your hand."

Zhou Jin raised his hand without asking why.

Xu Basui held his hand, touched the coldness of his palm, and almost groaned/groaned in comfort.

Putting palms together, he channeled spiritual power into Zhou Jin's spiritual veins. The extradition efficiency of such a contact method was not high, and it took a lot of effort to extradite a ray of spiritual power.But for Xu Basui, a wisp already has the answer.

The boiling spiritual power swam around Zhou Jin's withered spiritual veins, warmed the frozen flesh and blood, and finally returned to Xu Basui's spiritual veins.

At that moment, both of them couldn't stand the trembling.Because of the temperature, because of the coolness, each other is refreshing.

Xu Basui ended the test, but he didn't let go, only feeling his mind was in a mess.

He recalled what Zehou said before, when Zhou Jin touched him when he escaped from the fire, the raging fire on his body was extinguished.

Xu Basui was sure that he had found someone whose attributes matched perfectly...

A ridiculous, embarrassing thought came to mind.

His ears were burning, and he wanted to let go of Xiao Heihua's claws.But Xiao Heihua turned his back on the guest and held on to his hot hand tightly.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

"I know what the Demon Lord needs when he retreats."

Zhou Jin guessed [-]% of it, he lowered his voice, and took [-]% of it as the whole truth.

"Need one like me, Furnace."