[Comprehensive] Brave Fighting Demon King

The hair on the sideburns.

Nie Xiaoqian raised her head shyly, her eyes met, the temperature in the room seemed to be much higher, and the charming atmosphere secretly circulated.

Pursing her lips shyly and smiling, Nie Xiaoqian softened her waist and snuggled into Ning Caichen's arms.

The nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and the night was just right, Ning Caichen's breathing became disordered.He stared at Xiaoqian's eyes and face, slowly lowered his head, and approached those red lips like petals.

With a bang, the doors and windows were wide open and the wind was blowing.Nie Xiaoqian's complexion changed, and she suddenly turned to look outside the door.In the black wind, the young man with blond hair and blue eyes was full of fury, his expression was poisonous and hungry, like a hungry wolf seeing sheep, wishing to pounce on them and tear them to pieces.

"Black Mountain old demon!" Ning Caichen turned pale with shock, shivered, hurriedly shielded Xiaoqian behind him, and shouted tremblingly, "You, what are you doing here! Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian is already married to me... You can't take her away!"

"Nie Xiaoqian!" The Black Mountain old demon gritted his teeth, and recited every word viciously.He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his laughter was like a hungry wolf howling at the moon, it was indescribably ferocious and piercing.

He waved his sleeve, and the wind suddenly intensified, and dust and fallen leaves were rolled up, blowing head-on so that people could not open their eyes.

Ning Caichen couldn't help raising his arms in front of his face to protect his head, only to hear the old black mountain demon sternly say: "Ning Caichen, look back, who is your new wife!"

There was a chuckle behind his back.

Ning Caichen froze suddenly... This is not Xiaoqian's voice!

Turning back stiffly, a pair of dark blue eyes were bent, revealing a mischievous smile.

"You..." Ning Caichen was dumbfounded and couldn't come back to his senses for a moment, "W-how could it be... Xiao, Xiaoqian! Where is Xiaoqian?"

Ailan raised her hand and pressed the back of his neck with her warm palm.Immediately, Ning Caichen remained motionless, stiff as a puppet, and was held in her hands.

She complained dissatisfiedly to the Montenegrin old demon: "You came at the wrong time, you were having fun, and you came to disrupt the situation again."

When the black wind hit, Ailan waved her arm to block it, and several wind shadows hung around her, smashing the furnishings in the house to pieces.

The mood of the Montenegro old demon was like these fierce wind knives: "What are you doing?! Do you really like this little boy?!"

"That's not true." Ailan replied with a smile, "It's just a rare opportunity... When I think about the expression 'he' will have when he wakes up and knows what happened, I feel that this world is really wonderful Already~"

The Montenegrin old demon could not understand what she meant.Ailan looked towards him, staring at his face with familiar features but unfamiliar expression under the moonlight, she suddenly felt uninterested.

"Tsk, I've been watching it for so many years, but I'm still not used to it." I'm not used to having such a sinister expression on this serious and righteous face.

Throwing Ning Caichen away with a wave of his hand, Ailan dodged and moved in front of the Montenegro old demon.

Before the other party resisted, she stretched out her hand and held that handsome face.

Ning Caichen, who had just been thrown out, knocked his head against the corner of the wall and passed out.

Another soul is waking up. Ailan glanced towards this side without a trace, and looked back at the old black mountain demon. Her skirt danced without wind, her long hair raised her horns, and her dark blue eyes turned purple.

The Montenegrin old demon was unaware of her changes, and looked into her eyes steadily, revealing an undisguised possessive desire in her eyes.

Raising the corners of his mouth, a bewitching and seductive smile appeared on the Demon King's face.She lowered her eyes and took the initiative to put her lips up.

——Devil's Kiss.

Bring out the deepest and strongest desire hidden in the heart and control it.Human beings who have been given the devil's kiss, even after death, cannot get rid of the demon's brand that has been engraved on the soul.

Allen opened his eyes, and this was what he saw.

The devil's bewitching purple eyes squinted over.

Even if that familiar body is no longer his soul.Following the rules, the paladin who had already decided to dedicate his life to the temple, was accepted by "myself" the kiss of the devil, and the devil was kissing "myself". These two shocking facts made me forget where I was for a while.

What brought him back to reality was a sudden scream.

Several branches with sharp tips and purple radiance broke out from the ground, mercilessly piercing through the body of the old black mountain demon who was immersed in Ailan's magic.

Several purple branches pierced into the chest and abdomen, and the Montenegrin old demon roared loudly, trying to transform into a wind body, but found that he couldn't use his strength.Blood gushes from the chest and abdomen wounds and from the mouth.Ailan took a few steps back lightly, avoiding the spray of blood.

A pair of eyes stared at Ailan without blinking, and the plotted demon wanted to say something, but her lips opened and closed feebly, and only black and red blood gushed out continuously.Wisps of black air emerged from the top of the head, and finally, the eyes of the Montenegrin old demon lost their luster, and their hands and feet hung down feebly.

A black wind condensed into a ball in mid-air, swayed a few times, and rushed out.

Ailan didn't stop her.After the phantom body of the Black Mountain old demon was forced to escape from her body, she took a step forward and hugged the doll-like body of the brave man.

The branches faded away, and the body was intact, not even a trace of blood stained.

Her devil's kiss only hit this body, and she didn't want to waste magic power on irrelevant demons and ghosts.

Like playing with a beloved doll, Ailan's fingers gently slid across the soft hair of the cold body in her arms, stroked the facial features, and went all the way down in front of the original owner of the body without hesitation.

Allen's face was ashen, he carried the holy light technique in one hand, and rushed up wielding a lightsaber in the other.

Even if he can't help himself, he can't tolerate "self" being played by the devil like this!

Branches burst out of the ground and stumbled the steps of the intrepid warrior.The Demon King took the opportunity to slip out of the door, and asked with an innocent smile: "Stupid paladin, it feels uncomfortable to use another soul's body. If you want to kill me, you have to move faster, don't be like before, and finally When you hit it, you fall short."

"Shut up!" Knowing that every word the other party said was to disturb his sanity, Alan silently recited the commandment of light to clear his mind of distracting thoughts.

Barely avoiding a blow, the Demon King frowned, increased the protection around his body, and retreated far away.

She shook the body of the paladin in her hand, and said again: "Is it okay if this body falls into the hands of this king? You don't want to take him back at all?"

Already ready to abandon this body, Allen remained unmoved, and the offensive never stopped.

Ailan smiled sweetly, accentuated her tone, and said softly: "Is it really okay?"

In an embracing posture, he held the mindless and handsome young man in his arms from behind. The black robe wrapped around his body was pulled away, and his strong chest and part of his abdomen were half covered.

Without shyness, the girl put her slender, soft hands into the skirt along the skirt, her fingertips moving ambiguously.

Purple light flashed in the dark blue eyes, and an imperceptible ambiguous atmosphere scattered in the air.

Allen was distracted, and a branch wrapped around his ankle.

Swing the sword at the magic branch.Ailan spoke again, that charming sweet voice seemed to be blowing in her ears with warm breath.

"Really~is it okay~?"

The brave pushes the devil

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!

After a brief wavering, Allen strengthened his determination to destroy his body together with the Demon King.

Shrouded in holy light, where the holy sword of light passes, all monsters turn into nothingness.

The sharp sword edge pierced through the soulless body, and at the same time broke through the thick defense, piercing into the demon king's chest.

At the same moment, a purple branch pierced Alan's forehead.

The dark magic power fluctuated, and the light of the holy sword shattered and disappeared.The paladin's soul was grabbed by the branch and forcibly stripped from Ning Caichen's body.

Ailan reached out and broke off the branch, inserting the end into the wound of the Paladin's damaged body.The end of the branch tightly grasped the struggling soul, and forcibly sank into the body.

Purple light covered the body of the paladin, and after a while, those blue eyes suddenly opened.Bright white light and dark purple light flashed alternately, and the paladin wailed in pain.Ailan, who was severely injured by the holy sword, ignored her own injuries, and gently ran her fingers through the paladin's hair, which had begun to dye other colors, pinched the back of his head, and kissed him suddenly.

——Devil's Kiss.

This time, the demon king's imprint was directly branded on Guangming's soul.

The dark purple streamer suddenly became stronger, and the out-of-focus blue eyes showed intense pain, lost their clear color, and were stained with heavy shadows.The bright gold of the soft hair is covered by the sombre black.The blood on the skin faded and gradually became pale as a dead person.

After the imprint was completed, Ailan's throat choked up, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

She directly fed the blood into the paladin's mouth, the blood full of dark magic power can accelerate the opponent's degeneration process.

Blood gushed out from the wound on his chest, soaking the ground.It was too late to repair the injury.

Although the magic core is not damaged, if the body collapses, the soul can only temporarily rely on the magic core that has no self-protection power.It feels really bad to be able to exist in such a powerless posture until the next suitable body is found.

Forget it... Anyway, this world is almost coming to an end...

Using blood as a medium, Ailan drew a complicated formation on the ground, summoned dark magic power, and prepared to open the gate of the dimension again.

Paladin Allen was in a coma, and his transformation continued.

Ailan stared at the picture fascinatedly, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand, gently stroking the face that had faded from the bright features and was getting closer to the demons.

——The clear and clear sky is beautiful, but what she longs for is to wipe the empty sky with her own hands.