With the good-for-nothing beauty

At the spring solstice, there are dreams in the middle of the night, and there are three layers of dreams.

The first dream is long and tormented.

Zhou Jin pulled out the Zhensheng sword, watching the radiant spiritual core peel off from Xu Basui's heart.

The moment the spiritual core touched his fingertips, it melted into his texture, as if a wanderer who hadn't returned home for many years returned to his original hometown.

Zhou Jin trembled.The frozen spiritual veins were warmed by the undoubted spiritual flow, the spiritual core returned to suppress the ice curse, and even competed with the fragments of the sea mirror in his heart. He finally understood the original power and warmth.No longer a living dead who can only wait for gifts from others, but a living person who can heal himself.

He suppressed the ecstasy of this taste of life, and immediately activated his spiritual power, and the power that had been away for ten years returned to his body, bringing the warmth that another person had nourished for the same ten years, and finally used it again.

Zhou Jin's first reaction was to connect the broken Xu Basui's heart. The wound next to the heart was too big, and Xiao Bu's rejuvenation skills had been brought to the extreme, but he had too many wounds, and he couldn't heal at all.

At that time, Zhou Jin was only full of blackened ecstasy, and Xu Basui was the first test subject for him to regain his strength.He injected the endlessly flowing spiritual power into Xu Basui's spiritual veins, and watched his body flow with his own things, glowing with his own gleam.

The desire/desire in his heart was completely unlocked, thinking ecstatically, he finally marked him thoroughly.From now on, Xu Basui can only be subdued by his wife, can only be fucked and punished by him, can no longer lie to him, and can no longer be free.He wants to imprison Xu Basui in his body, and wants him to be handed over to him from body to heart.

He hastily kissed Xu Basui on the cheek, took off the evil ghost robe and put it on, lifted the Zhensheng sword and stepped out of Nanke Pavilion.

Zhou Jin's left hand melted for a moment, and his right hand held the sword of the town, and used Xu Basui's face to quell a catastrophe he had created by himself. The taste of stimulating the spiritual core is addictive. monster.

What a pleasure to be a monster.

The Immortal Realm is menacing, and the guardians and soldiers of the Demon Realm go out of the enchantment to lead away the main force of the Immortal Realm. He first takes care of the rampant immortal cultivators in the Demon City.By the time they left the barrier, the rain of meteorites had harvested countless corpses regardless of camp.

Zhou Jin pushed away the enchantment that covered the sky and the sun, and drove the immortal cultivators back to the passage of the demon world. Without thinking about anything, he directly put the Zhensheng sword back on the wreckage of the chain, and then went to save the group of foolish and loyal demon cultivators.

Except for the bald-headed Xiaobu in the guardian, the other five and the young city master who ran up were buried under the ruins outside the barrier.Zhou Jin dug open the blood and fire, and dug them out one by one.

Xiao Sa was pressing on Xiao Ji, and Ze Hou was pressing on Han Tian, ​​their protective postures were strikingly similar.Xiao La was out of control in the fight, and his hands couldn't control the huge lethality at all. He was buried alone under the fire ruins of the meteorite rain. It was just a simple movement of embracing himself, and the place he touched was full of bones.Weicheng's fate chart was broken, his eyes were closed and his spirit core was half destroyed.

He brought back the guardians who were seriously injured and passed out one by one, and his mind finally got out of the state of excitement.He didn't care about the life and death of this group of people, he just thought morbidly that when the real Demon Lord woke up and saw this group of people like this, he would definitely be angry with him.

So Zhou Jin helped Xiao Bu to protect their heart veins together. The bald head who was crying like a dog asked him about his situation during the treatment interval. Crying and laughing ugly, answer who is the master, how many years the master has been carrying, and a mere fatal injury is nothing.

Too familiar, he is too familiar with Xu Basui.

His laughs, his cries, and his desperation...it's effortless to pretend.

He worked non-stop for four days to rectify the demon world, two days to take care of the wounded, two days to repair the barrier with full firepower, until everything was hastily completed, he couldn't wait to rush back to Nanke Pavilion.The barrier in front of the door can be opened, and Bingyuan in the room does not feel cold. He is exhausted and excited.

He leaned over and hugged the person whose identity was stolen by him, and kissed him like crazy: "I don't feel cold anymore, I can use my spiritual power freely, and I can handle your demon world for you, as long as you be good, you will love me in the future , tolerate me, I promise you everything..."

He is simply a beast, holding such a seriously injured person and wanting to possess him bloody.The person who was called closed his eyes and ignored him. He was very cute.

Zhou Jin finally felt that something was wrong, he held his hand, and couldn't feel Xu Basui's pulse in the sound of his heartbeat that was so excited that he carried himself away.

Mozun's hand slipped softly from his palm and hit the ice, echoing the boundless panic that suddenly grew.

Zhou Jin suddenly felt that it was still cold, no, it was colder than every full moon night.

He groped every part of the person in his arms, called his name over and over again, channeled all the spiritual power he had just lost and regained into his body, until the spiritual veins were overdrawn and excruciatingly painful.

The hand stopped on his heart, only touching a hole that had stopped bleeding, not touching any heartbeat.

"impossible……"

When he was seven years old, his spirit core was gouged out, and his life was safe, and the Life-Suppressing Sword would not hurt anyone's life, but...why did Xu Basui not breathe or have a heartbeat?

He caressed and called like a maniac until the night fell and the full moon rose in the sky.

The ice curse and sea mirror fragments were suppressed by the homing spiritual core.

But he only felt colder.The bone-piercing, soul-piercing ice-coldness.

"Zhou Baiyuan, let me tell you one thing, a secret. I have no heart."

"No heart, I was afraid of death when I was young."

"I said it more than once, but you don't believe it."

Xu Basui did not lie to him.

He really has no heart.

The second dream is far away and lonely.

Xu Basui stood in front of him, his eyes were more like falling stars than the sky full of meteorites, he said: "Can't you get up? Then I won't wait for you."

He turned around and left, the evil ghost robe was filled with the long wind.

Zhou Jin staggered to his feet and chased after him.

Xu Basui, wait for me, don't go so fast, don't leave me too far, wait for me.

Please, don't just show me a back view.

don't leave me.

The third layer of dreams is ethereal and frightening.

Xu Basui lived in a whole new world without him.He ate sweet fruits and candies, and stood side by side with his senior brother.

Zhou Jin watched helplessly that he and his elder brother made a bond, paid homage, and shared the same room. Xu Basui's bright eyes had a light that made the world pale.

Layers of nightmares progressed, and the exhausted Zhou Baiyuan woke up, tightening the soft and temperatureless body in his arms, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

Even so...he longed to dream.Only in the dream, Xu Basui is alive.

Zhou Baiyuan panted for a while like a trapped animal, remembering that he forgot something today, raised his hand and tied the 360th sixth knot with spiritual power on the dome of Nanke Pavilion, then hugged him and continued to close his eyes.

"It doesn't matter whether you love it or not, it's good if you can come back..." He said to himself what others had said, and kissed Xu Basui's eyebrows tremblingly, trembling.

"As long as you come back."

On the summer solstice, the demon world thrives.

He continues to be the demon king in the daytime and the white abyss in the night.The evil ghost robe was pressing heavily on his body, and the heroic spirits and evil spirits ensconced in the robe repelled and oppressed him, growling and denying him, prohibiting him from exercising the authority of the demon king.Zhou Jin sat firmly on the high seat to deal with the trivial matters reported, without changing his expression, and his smile never faded.

He continued to deal with it until the evening, when the last Demon Cultivator walked out, a man in black robe stepped over the threshold and looked at him coldly under the high platform.

His back left the back of the chair he had leaned on for a moment, and he got up to think about it, and the subsequent action should be to hug him happily.

The man in black stopped: "Stop."

Zhou Jin paused, looking at the big protector who was famous for his blind face.

"Why?" He copied Xu Basui's smile, and with tears in his eyes, he raised his middle finger and said in a hoarse voice, "Long time no see, you are very energetic, old blind man."

Zehou looked at him quietly for a while, then walked up the steps step by step to come to him with heavy steps, his expression and voice were terrified: "Where is Xiao Ke?"

Zhou Jin was stunned for a moment, but was still very steady: "Hey, what are you doing blind?"

"You're an imposter."

Zhou Jin's back was stiff.

This is impossible.

He is familiar with Xu Basui's every move, he has fooled everyone in the devil world, how could he not fool a blind man?

A cracked folding fan appeared in Zehou's hand, and the sharp blade lay across Zhou Jin's neck for a moment. Regardless of the initial recovery from the serious injury, the spiritual flow in his body surged: "I can only recognize Xu Ke's face in this world, but I can't tell yours at all. Eyebrow, you are just a fake wearing a mask and clothes. Let me ask you again, where is Xiao Ke?"

As the sun set, he sat silently on the high seat, clutching the folding fan with his bare hands, blood dripping onto the crimson undershirt.Zehou wanted to pull out the folding fan, but he refused, and with the help of this magic weapon, he passed on the memory of cutting away Xu Basui's spiritual core out of context to him.

"He's sleeping." Zhou Jin replied numbly, "He will wake up when I have paid enough."

Zehou struggled to retract the bloody folding fan, covered the position of the spirit core, bent down and coughed violently, a severe slashed wound on his back was split open, and blood stained from his right shoulder to his left waist, soaking through the black robe.

"No Heart, No Spiritual Core..." He half-kneeled on the ground weakly, tears streaming down his lips to meet the blood, "How could he wake up..."

"He will definitely wake up." Zhou Jin retorted bluntly, got up and knelt in front of him, and pointed at his heart demon seal, arbitrarily transferring spiritual power into his spiritual veins to help him heal his wounds.

Ze Hou opened his hand, grabbed his clothes and shouted tearfully, "You killed Xiao Ke with your own hands! How dare you!"

Zhou Jin was stubborn: "He is not dead."

"The spirit core has been dug out and everyone is dead! He lied to you in the abyss of sin, and you hate him like this?! He said foul words, why did he think so in his heart!" Zehou roared, blood on his back It kept popping up, "Xiao Ke tried every means to save you, but you just...you treated him like this..."

Zhou Jin was blank, and could only smile palely: "Lie to me..."

Zehou yelled uncontrollably, his mind was shaken when he woke up, and he passed out before he could hold on for a long time.

Zhou Jin suddenly realized belatedly that Xu Basui would lie to him, but his guardians would not.It's just that they are so disabled and dizzy now that they can't ask all the questions.

So he began to spare time every day to help Xiao Bu and heal those dharma protectors who were unconscious.

The first question was Weicheng.

The catastrophe affected the underground city before, and he is now busy restoring the vitality of the underground city.

Even if he can't see anything now.

When Zhou Jin arrived in the dungeon, he was touching the mirror in the meeting hall, using spiritual power to perceive everything that happened in the dungeon.A section of black silk covered the eyes of the star. He held the blind stick in one hand and used his spiritual power to perceive the world as dark as the magic seal of the heart, while holding the thin orange cat in the other hand as usual.

Zhou Jin stopped within his range of perception: "Cheng'er."

"Brother?" The young city lord turned around, and the dazed thin orange cat poked its head out, jumped into his arms as usual, opened its mouth and was about to cry.Zhou Jin held down its mouth, only willing to let it bite its fingers.

Weicheng came over with a stick, stretched out his hand to caress his face, and found his chin from his forehead: "Brother, you've lost weight."

Zhou Jin responded, took his blind stick and took it to sit, and would transfer spiritual power to him when meeting: "Does your eyes still hurt?"

Weicheng replied with a smile: "No. It's just a pity that I can't use my horoscope now. Fortunately, I have calculated the astronomical phenomena 20 years in advance."

But Zhou Jin could see the stagnant spiritual power flowing in his eyes, and knew that he was always in pain.He tried his best to relieve Xu Basui's younger brother, greeting and chatting side by side.

After chatting for a long time, Weicheng asked him cautiously: "Brother, do you still hate me now?"

"Why should I hate you?"

"Zhou Baiyuan...where did he go?"

"died."

He said coldly.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, maybe he's just avoiding you." Weicheng looked for his hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... If it wasn't for me and my adoptive father who trapped you and forcibly took Zhou Baiyuan away, you are not the same now. Alone."

Zhou Jin's lips trembled, and he responded silently for a moment: "How could I blame you, isn't that... isn't it for the Dragon Soul?"

"The world is safe and secure. I was afraid that you would be doomed. Now that you are safe, I am relieved." Weicheng wanted to grope for his face, but found nothing. "If I hadn't been blind, I would have helped you." find him."

Zhou Jin murmured: "He is just such a thing, why do you want him?"

"Nonsense again. Brother Ze said at the beginning that you can't form a relationship, which will only increase sorrow, but since the relationship has come, what if you can't avoid it, so what? Now we have crossed the calamity. When he carried you back from the fairy world, he would not be true. If you really love him, then... find my sister-in-law back."

sister in law?

sister in law.

The second one asked Han Tian, ​​because he woke up.

Zehou was badly injured on his back, while he was injured on his chest. He was hit by the meteorite rain that came in front of him, and his skin was burned so badly that his spirit veins were severely damaged.

"My lord." Han Tian grabbed his hand after waking up, "Is your lord alright?"

"It's okay, no better than you."

"Ze... Where's Brother Ze?"

"He woke up early and came to peek at you every day. Today, the old injury relapsed and passed out. When he knows you woke up, he will crawl over to see you."

Han Tian shook his head, coughed and coughed, and suddenly asked him again: "My lord, where is Mr. Zhou?"

"...Ask him what he is doing."

"Don't you want to be with him the most? Since he carried the master back from the fairy world, he must not let him go. We are all worried about when there will be a wife in the demon world. Isn't it just right—"

As Han Tian was speaking, he was suddenly taken aback, and laughed hoarsely at him: "My lord is crying again."

After a long time, Xiao Sa and Xiao Ji also woke up.

When Zhou Jin left, Xiao Sa touched Xiao Ji's unrecognizable face with her remaining left hand, without saying anything, Xiao Ji pinched her vacant right sleeve, took a few deep breaths, and said with a smile: "We are still alive. "

He went to greet him, and the two leaned together to answer, and Xiaoji answered.Xiao Sa was silent for a long time, and said the first sentence to him: "My lord, I want to get along with her."

Xiaoji froze, then his shoulders twitched.

"Okay." He smiled, "There's no rush, just wait, and I'll marry you when I'm done."

Wait for the real demon to wake up.

Xiaoji choked and laughed: "Then, has the lord agreed with Mr. Zhou?"

"...Why do you ask like that?"

"Didn't your lord always want to marry Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Baiyuan returned to Nanke Pavilion in a daze.He picked up Xu Basui, whose scars had faded, and held him tightly in his arms.

"I heard that you like me and want to be with me the most." Zhou Baiyuan rubbed Xu Basui's cheek, kissed and bit him, "I heard that you still want to marry me?"

"Everyone knows...but I don't."

Zhou Baiyuan flinched, hugged him tightly, and raised his hand to tie the 730th knot on the dome of Nanke Pavilion.

Autumn went, several rain festivals, the demon king never came back, he only sent a letter back, the Daolong soul was incomplete, and the sin abyss was unstable, so he couldn't come back for a short time.

Zhou Baiyuan drank dozens of bowls of wine in the bonfire, and that night he sang a tragic song: "Heaven Yulin, ghosts cry at night, the dead return to my home."

"Back to my house!"

He staggered back to Nanke Pavilion, stripped off the sleeping person on the cold jade couch, kissed him like crazy, reeking of alcohol, and mourned everywhere.

When winter comes, after the chaos is over, the head of the fairy world sneaks into the demon world.

He wanted to find his junior brother Zhou Baiyuan, and also wanted to know - what happened to the sword he stabbed into the Demon Lord.

The new master has broken through the inner demons, his cultivation has been extremely strong, and the barriers in the demon world are still the same as before. He either avoids or dissolves them, and soon comes to the Hall of Eight Diagrams invisibly.

He hid outside the main hall, watching the Demon Lord on the high seat from a distance.

The man was still so carefree, yawning all over the place in response to his subordinates who reported the affairs, lazily handling the cumbersome affairs.He still looked bad when he smiled, but he was very bright. He wore ten cold iron rings on his hand resting on the seat, and there was still one earlobe.

The new head, Zhou Ming, watched from a distance, and seeing that the man was doing as usual, he looked away.He clasped the wrist of his right hand and turned it slightly, trying to sense where his junior was.

At this moment, the voice of the Demon Lord on the high seat froze for a moment.

Zhou Ming looked up and saw the demon king who was half yawning on the high seat, with a faint light flashing on his right wrist.

Zhou Ming was at a loss for some reason.

The Mozun's eyes swept across the entire Bagua Palace, and finally fixed on Zhou Ming who was motionless.

Zhou Ming met his eyes that were like stagnant water, and every inch of his back was frozen with ice.

This is Zhou Baiyuan's eyes.

It wasn't Xu Basui's.

After finishing everything, Mozun yawned and said that he would go back to Nanke Pavilion.Zhou Ming followed, and the barrier of Nanke Pavilion opened, pulling him in for a moment.Mozun Xu Basui sat on the main seat, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Mozun picked up the kettle and poured water into his palm, holding the ice that the water had turned into, playing with it and said, "I think you will come sooner or later."

Zhou Ming watched him do Xu Basui's actions, and said Zhou Baiyuan's words, his voice became hoarse: "Who are you?"

"What do you think?" the Demon Venerable was calm.

"Xu Basui... Where's Xu Basui?"

The Mozun quietly played with the ice cubes, until in an instant, the ice in his hand was completely shattered, and the icy water dripped down the ground between his fingers.

"He fell asleep."

He forced Canglan's new head away, and ruthlessly sealed the barrier of the channel ten times, and then frantically tried to draw it out again in front of the Zhensheng sword.However, Zhen Sheng's sword can't come out, no matter how deep his spiritual power is and how powerful his spiritual core is.

All the heroic spirits in the evil ghost robe rejected him, how could they allow him to arbitrarily draw out the treasures of the demon world if they refused to admit the counterfeit.

Zhou Baiyuan tried thousands of times, but after the Zhensheng sword was suppressed back to its original place, he could no longer draw it out, and he could no longer find a way to transfer the spirit core to him harmlessly.

This night in the middle of winter, Zhou Baiyuan tied the thousand and fifty knots.He took out the red conch, and quietly listened to the crying, begging for mercy, and cursing of the former Xu Basui who was pressed under his body.

In the deep winter and the full moon, Zhou Baiyuan finally refused to even dream, and did not close his eyes all night.

He hugged Xu Basui, who refused to talk to him, and was numb for an unknown amount of time. Up to now, there was too much backlog, and finally broke down and cried: "I'm cold..."

It's just that Xu Basui couldn't warm him up, and fell asleep soundlessly as usual.

"Open your eyes and look at me...can you look at me?" Zhou Baiyuan murmured his name hoarsely, "Xu Basui, I was wrong, what should I do to calm you down, tell me...I, I……"

"I" didn't come for a long time, Zhou Baiyuan put his face on Xu Basui's collarbone and wept loudly.While crying, trembling and trembling, I cried until I lost my breath.

"Mozun, Bai Yuan is so cold."

In midwinter, when the moon was full, he hugged the Demon Lord's body and wept for the first half of the night, but at this moment in the second half of the night, he suddenly felt Xu Basui's hand move.

His gestures seemed to wrap his arms around his back, coaxing him to calm down.

Zhou Baiyuan was ecstatic about this, but it seemed that it was just his illusion for a moment.He held Xu Basui's face and called out over and over again, but the Mozun was still sleeping unconsciously. If there was no spiritual power from him to keep him warm, he would be no different from a corpse.

Zhou Baiyuan was sure that the touch was not a mirage, and he couldn't give up. In the second half of the night, he went crazy and poured spiritual power into him continuously, calling him while crying and laughing.

It's a pity that Xu Basui still didn't have the slightest life reaction until the sky broke.

The sun was pouring in, and Zhou Baiyuan's eyes darkened inch by inch.

In the abyss, he waited for a weak spider silk, but before he stretched out his hand, it broke before his eyes.

Such years have no end.

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