This beautiful white lotus can never be an attack!

After Nie Ziyao brought Xie Qinghuan back to the Demon Cult's lair, he threw Xie Qinghuan to the Demon Cult's congregation, and then said: "Pack him up and send him to my palace. I will personally question you." Then the whole body They disappeared, leaving only Xie Qinghuan and the members of the Demon Cult's eyes facing each other, speechless.

Xie Qinghuan, as a modern person who grew up under the red flag, was tensing up and kept guessing what kind of ancient torture he was about to face, but he didn't know that the demon cult members on the other side had already thought elsewhere.

After all, Xie Qinghuan is the most beautiful woman in the world, and her body is so beautiful. Nie Ziyao came and went in a hurry, leaving behind a vague sentence, so facing a delicate and helpless Xie Qinghuan, the congregation immediately thought Crooked.

If Nie Ziyao had thrown an ordinary young hero from a famous family, the other party might not have acted like this, but Xie Qinghuan had the face of an Israeli servant and the aura of an Israeli servant , so when Xie Qinghuan came to his senses, he was already wearing a clear red gauze with a dark face, and he appeared on the bed in Nie Ziyao's bedroom.

This is really hot, this is definitely a unique experience for Xie Qinghuan, except that Xie Qinghuan doesn't like men, he is a standard straight man, and to be precise, he is sexually frigid and has no interest in work.

Also, even if you occasionally hear little girls in the company chattering about sexual assault between men and men, and understand what is pure love between men and men, Xie Qinghuan feels that even if she is a real man, she will never It's the one below.

So this transparent red gauze was thrown on Nie Ziyao's bed like a gift, Xie Qinghuan felt very sick.

In particular, he felt that Nie Ziyao would be in a bad mood. Judging from the short contact, Nie Ziyao is a bad tempered person. Nie Ziyao's bad temper is combined with a bad mood, hehe...

Xie Qinghuan glanced up, down, left, and right, then resolutely pulled off the sheet on Nie Ziyao's bed, and wrapped it directly in the red gauze.

Wrapped in bedsheets is a bit unorthodox, but it's better than wearing sheer gauze.

So when Nie Ziyao returned to her dormitory, she found that someone dared to stuff someone on her bed, and then saw that the person on the bed was Xie Qinghuan, and Xie Qinghuan was wearing a sheet, Nie Ziyao's first reaction was also stunned, and then He immediately darkened his face.

Xie Qinghuan smiled awkwardly at Nie Ziyao, and stretched out her hand from the bed sheet: "That Ah Yao, can I explain."

"Shut up, don't call me A Yao." Nie Ziyao's face was a terrible black and white: "Get off my bed."

Xie Qinghuan moved her legs and said in embarrassment: "I don't have shoes..."

Seeing Nie Ziyao sneer, and her eyes immediately revealed a fierce look, Xie Qinghuan put it away, and rolled off the bed immediately: "Okay, I'm getting out, Ayao, don't be angry, you will hurt yourself if you get angry. "

Nie Ziyao originally wanted to have a fit, but suddenly when he heard Xie Qinghuan's words, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Xie Qinghuan, and directly stretched out his hand to grab Xie Qinghuan, pulling Xie Qinghuan over, and said violently: "Say, do you know What, why do you know that I can't be angry, Xie Qinghuan, what kind of dirty plot do you have?"

Xie Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, he just felt that something was wrong with Nie Ziyao, the whole person's mood seemed to be unstable, especially when the temper was high, the eyes of the other party were immediately red, normal people would not be like this even if they were angry, then He felt that Nie Ziyao might have some problem, but he didn't expect that the other party actually had a problem.

When Nie Ziyao gets emotional, she becomes even more terrifying. In fact, he has a very good appearance. You can say that he is a handsome young man with picturesque features. After passing Yumian Langjun, you can see that Nie Ziyao has an outstanding appearance.

Now that he has joined the Devil's Cult and is the leader, he wears flamboyant red clothes all day long, and has become ruthless and moody. When he was too old, those red eyes and his brows full of hostility made him look like a ghost.

Even the members of the Devil's Cult were terrified when facing Nie Ziyao, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be chopped up and fed to the dogs by Nie Ziyao.

Now being stared at by Nie Ziyao like this, even Xie Qinghuan was shocked by this extremely impactful scene, secretly thinking in her heart that she deserves to be the leader of the Demon Cult, her aura is indeed terrifying.

Originally, Xie Qinghuan wanted to be vague about Nie Ziyao's question, and only said that she was worried about Nie Ziyao's body, but after thinking about the current situation, in order to prevent herself from being pinched to death by Nie Ziyao at any time, Xie Qinghuan tentatively said: "Ah Yao is out of the kung fu. What's the problem?"

"What else do you know?"

In fact, this is not a difficult question. After all, this is the world of martial arts, and Nie Ziyao has gone against the sky. A cripple who lost all his muscles and veins from martial arts, suddenly turned to magic arts and became a rare master in the world. The secondary temperament has changed drastically, from silent and arrogant to irritable and tyrannical. Generally speaking, according to the setting, isn't there any side effect or sequelae of practicing magic skills?

But Nie Ziyao didn't know that Xie Qinghuan came from the modern age of information explosion, and his setting can be seen everywhere in the modern age, so he moved Xie Qinghuan in an extremely rude manner.

Because of too much force, Nie Ziyao directly tore the sheet that Xie Qinghuan was wrapped in, and the red gauze dress on Xie Qinghuan's body was exposed when the sheet was torn.

The person who chose this dress is also very tasteful. I don't know what material this red gauze dress is made of. It is icy, cold and slippery. It is to create an ambiguous sense of temptation.

The bed sheet wrapped around her body was torn, and Nie Ziyao saw the revealing red dress, and his expression changed from tyrannical to gloomy and sarcastic: "Why, the number one martial arts master, in order to survive, you actually want to sacrifice yourself to me, a demon?" Head, if your fiancé, the light of righteousness, finds out, how embarrassing it will be."

"Hehe." Xie Qinghuan could only laugh awkwardly.

The atmosphere of talking in this place is very dangerous, and with Nie Ziyao's current state, Xie Qinghuan does not intend to continue to provoke him. After all, Nie Ziyao's mental state is unstable.

Although this shell is not his own, but he is using it now. If he gets injured or something, it will be uncomfortable, and it may leave a psychological shadow.

Seeing that Xie Qinghuan didn't respond, Nie Ziyao gradually faded away the danger in her expression, and looked at Xie Qinghuan again with an unpredictable and cold look: "Who told you about my martial arts, Beitang Su?"

Nie Ziyao discovered that the magic art was a problematic and incomplete one when the martial arts were completely abandoned before, but at that time he had no choice but to choose to join the devil sect and practice the leader's magic art. After practicing, It was only then that Nie Ziyao discovered that it was no wonder that most of the leaders of the Demon Cult had to die. This magic skill is worthy of being a magic skill. Although it can make people make rapid progress, even people like him who have lost their martial arts and lost their tendons can reverse it, but it is also like a drama. Once the drug of poison is practiced, it will become more and more tyrannical, until it becomes completely mad and will either be killed by the combination of good and evil, or the blood vessels in the whole body will burst and die.

Nie Ziyao is very talented and good-natured, practicing magic skills can get twice the result with half the effort, but the faster he practices, the sooner he will die. These days, he can also feel the fear of the congregation, relying on his magic skills to surpass the world The leader, and feared that he would go crazy at any time.

Nie Ziyao knew it well, but he had nothing to do. He even secretly rejoiced in his heart that there was a way to recover his martial arts when he was hopeless. At least before he died, he would kill his enemies and avenge himself.

Xie Qinghuan pondered for a while, shook her head, and gave an appropriate explanation: "Ayao should know my physique, but I am basically a waste physique that cannot be cultivated. My father once thought of many ways for me, but they all failed There is no way for me to change my muscles and bones. Having a son like me in the head of Tangtang Tianyi really made him lose face, so he wanted to find a special exercise that can allow people with mediocre talents to practice, so he discovered This special skill practiced by the leader of the Demon Cult."

A sarcasm flashed in Nie Ziyao's eyes: "What a decent family with a loving wife and son."

Xie Qinghuan said and looked at Nie Ziyao: "That's why I know that the martial arts you practice, Ayao, have great flaws."

"Ayao, your temperament has changed drastically because of the control of the magic art, but I know that Ayao, you have always been an excellent person."

Nie Ziyao said sarcastically, "This is all thanks to Mr. Xie."

Xie Qinghuan instantly put on a guilty and distressed expression, and said with tears in her eyes: "Ayao, I know that I deserve death, and you should cut me into pieces, but this magic technique harms others and yourself, ah Yao, don't continue practicing. My father is the head of Tianyi Sect, and Beitang brother is also the leader of righteous heroes. They will definitely find a way for you. When you get rid of the plight of the magic kung fu, I will let you Are you punished well?"

Nie Ziyao's face was ugly, and she swung her sleeves out. Xie Qinghuan felt a gust of air hit her face directly, sending him flying all over the place. Before she could react at all, she was paralyzed from severe pain on the ground.

I saw Nie Ziyao walking over slowly, her eyes were terribly cold, she looked down at Xie Qinghuan, and said coldly: "Don't think that if you say these specious things, I won't kill you, Xie Qinghuan, if you put on that face again , I will let you die now."

Before Xie Qinghuan could get up, Nie Ziyao stepped on Xie Qinghuan's chest, causing Xie Qinghuan's blood to surge and she passed out.

Fuck, what a bloody cruel world it is.

This was Xie Qinghuan's only thought before fainting.

When Xie Qinghuan woke up again, he found himself lying in a dilapidated room, sleeping on a shabby, cold wooden plank, with bursts of golden flowers blooming in front of his eyes, and bursts of pain in his chest. He rubbed his chest and thought To yell.

What is the original body provoking, why is he so unlucky, who has taken over such a fucking life, who is not good to provoke such a talented protagonist group, I really think his dead posture is too good-looking.

With a character like Nie Ziyao who goes crazy every minute and violently kills at any time, Xie Qinghuan covered her forehead with a headache, how can she escape perfectly and get rid of the plot.

Was he really doomed?

No, no, thinking of the original way of death in the original plot, Xie Qinghuan's face turned green for a while, he didn't want to be devoured to death by Gu insects at all, this way of death was really disgusting.

Xie Qinghuan rested for another night before reluctantly getting up from the bed. He dragged his tired body around the Demon Cult, and found that with his own physique, it was impossible for him to escape, let alone run out, trapping him He had only wandered around the place for half a circle, and he couldn't bear to go back to lie down and pant for breath, and his physical fitness was even exhausted.

Xie Qinghuan even gave birth to the idea of ​​just lying down and waiting to die, but when she thought of the original owner's death method, Xie Qinghuan was shocked and forced herself to cheer up.

I really can't blame him for being too decadent, but this game is really too difficult, a bloody and cruel martial arts world, he is still a weak chicken, even if he is a weak chicken, he is still a weak chicken with a beautiful appearance and framed the protagonist, You don't even need to think about it, just looking at it makes you feel numb. It's no wonder that Xie Qinghuan has almost no fighting spirit.

What's worse is that he was injured by Nie Ziyao, and no one in the Devil's Cult cured him. According to his physical fitness, he doesn't know whether the injury healed early or the death notice came early. Anyway, no matter how you think about it, it makes people despair. It's just the beginning It's a dead end.

Lying on the wooden bed, Xie Qinghuan tried desperately to recall what was available in the original body, thinking about it, Xie Qinghuan's eyes lit up.

The original body is the only son of the very favored head of the Tianyi Sect, so he naturally has a lot of good things on him. Every time he goes out, he has to carry a hundred treasure pouch with him, which contains all kinds of good things that the head of Xie gave him. thing.

He just arrived in this world yesterday, he was dazzled by the plot as soon as he came up, and was suddenly injured by Nie Ziyao, he didn't think about it for a while, and he didn't know if he still had the treasure bag.

Fortunately, he tidied up his demon cult members yesterday, probably because he was worried that he would be favored, so he didn't throw away his things. When he was carried back to this dilapidated house today, his clothes were brought back with him , Xie Qinghuan felt that the treasure bag in the clothes was still there, it was exquisitely made, it looked like a girl's carry-on decoration, and it didn't attract people's attention, naturally the things inside were still there.

Xie Qinghuan touched the treasure bag and pulled it out, picked out a bottle of elixir, this elixir is a rare healing medicine, there are only three in total, his father thinks that his son's skin is fragile, in times of crisis Maybe this medicine could hang his life, so Xie Qinghuan gave it all.

When Xie Qinghuan touched the medicine, she was overjoyed, and quickly stuffed it into her mouth. At the same time, she was endlessly grateful to the head of Xie, who is such a cheap father.

The holy medicine of healing is indeed the holy medicine of healing. After taking one, Xie Qinghuan's dazed state was much better, and the pain in his chest was no longer so painful. He tied the treasure bag around his waist, put on a coat and walked out.

Xie Qinghuan is weak, and was "favored" by the leader yesterday and threw him out with a half-mutilated body. The members of the Devil's Cult didn't take him seriously, but he was not allowed to run around casually, but it was still okay to walk around in sight of the congregation.

Feeling comfortable, Xie Qinghuan is also in the mood to observe the Devil's Cult. This place is worthy of the Devil's Cult. There are people who come and go with austere appearance. The style is also somewhat gloomy and dark. Xie Qinghuan sized it up and then looked away. After all, he is now in the Demon Cult, so it's better to pay attention to it, otherwise he will accidentally provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked, and he will be slapped casually Wouldn't it be particularly unfair to shoot him to death?

After all, this is a brutal martial arts world.

Xie Qinghuan complained a lot inwardly, but she didn't expect to meet an acquaintance, the little witch in purple who escorted him that day.

The little witch in purple should have come back to return to her life, and she was also very surprised when she saw Xie Qinghuan: "Hey, you're not dead yet."

Xie Qinghuan's expression froze in greeting, and she smiled awkwardly: "Yeah, I'm not dead yet, I've let you down."

The little witch in purple also realized that she had said the wrong thing, rolled her eyes, and smiled happily at Xie Qing: "You have a grudge against the leader and you can still live until now, and you are walking around in the church in a good manner. Awesome, my name is Wuyou, come and play with me when you have time in the future."

"Did you get rid of Bei Tang Su?"

Seeing the little witch in purple clothes come back, Xie Qinghuan knew that Nie Ziyao's plan had succeeded, and Bei Tangsu had lost her.

Wuyou smiled and said: "You are very disappointed. Your fiancé who is a righteous hero still hasn't snatched you back. Mr. Xie, let me tell you, for you, we have lost a lot of good players, even the wine Taoist and The blood butchers are all folded in."

"Um, is that so?"

Xie Qinghuan didn't know how to answer, even after listening to it, she could only feel that the world of martial arts is really cruel, and people die every day, and everyone talks about death lightly.

"That's why I'm even more curious. How did the leader spend so much effort on you, how is he going to concoct you? Mr. Xie, can I visit you when you die?"

Xie Qinghuan: "..."

The Demon Cult really is the Demon Cult, and the Witch really is a Witch, so cruel.

Wuyou didn't expect Xie Qinghuan to answer either, she bounced away after talking to Xie Qinghuan, as if she didn't feel that she had said anything scary at all.

However, Wuyou's words reminded Xie Qinghuan of all kinds of strange ways of death all the time, and Xie Qinghuan felt his head hurt even more.

In desperation, Xie Qinghuan planned to try again, even if he angered Nie Ziyao, as long as Nie Ziyao didn't kill him, he could still be resurrected with full blood by taking drugs.

Fortunately, people in the Demon Cult misunderstood that Xie Qinghuan was the son of the bed servant. Although he fell out of favor and was beaten after only serving the bed once, everyone knew that Nie Ziyao often went crazy, and Nie Ziyao only hurt Xie Qinghuan, and did not say that she would kill her. Xie Qinghuan, everyone only thinks that Xie Qinghuan is Nie Ziyao's person, maybe she will be favored again, but people who know Xie Qinghuan's identity think that Nie Ziyao's speech is to humiliate Xie Qinghuan, and to save the face of Tianyijiao and Beitangsu, so they all After some misunderstandings, no one stopped Xie Qinghuan when she walked to Nie Ziyao's bedroom.

This time the dormitory was still as quiet as last time, Xie Qinghuan didn't care, so she sat on the stool outside the dormitory and waited for Nie Ziyao to come back.

For some reason, Xie Qinghuan always felt that the room was chilly, so he didn't think much about it, just sat at the table drinking tea and waiting for Nie Ziyao to return to the bedroom.

However, Nie Ziyao never returned to the dormitory, but Xie Qinghuan heard strange heavy panting sounds from the depths of the dormitory.

Xie Qinghuan was really startled when this voice came from the silent and dark bedroom, the hairs all over his body stood on end in an instant, and many extremely scary, weird and frightening stories filled his mind instantly.

However, as soon as he thought about it, he remembered that he came to the world of martial arts, not the world of cultivating immortals. This voice must be a human voice, and Nie Ziyao's bedroom is definitely Nie Ziyao's.

Thinking of this, Xie Qinghuan stood up and looked for the source of the sound. While searching, she wondered that Nie Ziyao was really sick. With such a high martial arts skill, she must have found herself hiding in this room long ago. It is indeed strange that it does not appear.

Xie Qinghuan walked around the screen and found that the voice was still further inside. He frowned and it sounded like it was coming from behind the bed, but there was a wall behind the bed, so where exactly was Nie Ziyao staying?

Standing by the bed and frowning for a while, Xie Qinghuan touched the various decorations beside the bed like in the TV series, and finally found a secret room.

The bed rumbled open to both sides, revealing an empty room hidden behind the wall. The room was surrounded by water, and there was a big disc in the middle. A blue stone road led to the disc. Nie Ziyao was kneeling with her back facing the door, with iron rings on her wrists and ankles, she lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, and the panting sounds were exactly Nie Ziyao's.

Seeing this scene, Xie Qinghuan was shocked. He looked at Nie Ziyao who was kneeling in the big stone plate in astonishment, not knowing what Nie Ziyao was doing.

"Ayao, Ayao, Nie Ziyao."

Xie Qinghuan called twice, but Nie Ziyao didn't respond. He thought in his heart, could it be that something happened to this person practicing magic skills?

While wondering in her heart that this should not be the case, Xie Qinghuan walked towards Nie Ziyao before the plot reached that point.

When he walked to Nie Ziyao, Nie Ziyao was still completely silent, Xie Qinghuan reached out and pushed Nie Ziyao: "Nie Ziyao, are you okay?"

The iron chain jingled, and when Xie Qinghuan was hesitating whether to think of other ways, Nie Ziyao, who had been panting and lowering her head, suddenly raised her head and smiled deeply at Xie Qinghuan.

"!"

Xie Qinghuan's eyes widened in shock, they were full of Nie Ziyao's terrifying and sinister smile, like a ghost coming.

At this time, Nie Ziyao still doesn't have the slightest glory of the past. His eyes are completely red, shining with bloodthirsty, crazy and violent light. The strange red pattern has covered half of his face, coupled with his loose hair, it is gorgeous and distorted. With facial features and a stern red dress, Nie Ziyao didn't look like a living person at this moment, she was just a monster crawling out of hell.

"Why, Mr. Xie, you are very happy to see this honor."

Nie Ziyao's voice sounded like a demon whispering in Xie Qinghuan's ears.