Blinded by the Villain's Love [Transmigration Book]

Mi Weirui who turned to leave did not see the astonishment in Yu Su's eyes.

He intentionally avoided the hot spring and found a hidden terrace in the opposite direction.

The field of view here is wide, and there is no hindrance to the gathering of spiritual energy, and the moon and stars are scarce tonight, and the blessing of the clear light will surely get twice the result with half the effort.

Mi Weirui restrained her mind, turned into a human form and sat down cross-legged.

Take out the consonant jade pendant from the cave - this magic weapon can be used to block the escape of spiritual energy.

Demon cultivation is different from cultivators and demon cultivators.

Every time a level is raised, the demon pill in the body must be forced out of the body to receive the energy of heaven and earth. At this time, the demon cultivator is the weakest.

If you want to be promoted safely, you need a lot of defensive magic weapons. Without magic weapons for body protection, it is very likely that the demon core will be looted, and your cultivation base will be lost.

It is precisely because of this that all kinds of monks are prosperous in Changzhou Mountain, but the Yaoxiu can count them on his fingers.

Mi Weirui's demon pill is different from the vermilion that is common to fox demons, but has a glistening white color, and it is hovering steadily in front of Mi Weirui at this time, looking like a bright pearl from a distance.

If the air of heaven and earth felt something, it flowed towards the demon core continuously.

Xiao Zhoutian was running faster and faster, and the shackles in his body showed signs of loosening.

The crescent moon in the night suddenly shone brightly, followed by a burst of majestic aura, the jade pendant chirped continuously, and in the end faint cracks began to appear on the jade pendant.

Mi Weirui didn't care about other things, and used the demon pill to transform the energy of heaven and earth.

The moment before the jade pendant was completely turned into dust, the aura completely broke through the shackles in the body, Mi Weirui's aura flourished all over his body, and the demon pill happily circled around him and sank into the dantian.

It was so easy to advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul, Mi Weirui was stunned.

The terrace covered by the consonant jade pendant before is already lush and colorful, so there is no sense of autumn's bleakness.

This is his normal state every time he advances.

It is said that when he was born on the bank of Luoshui River, thousands of flowers bloomed by the riverside, and the grass grew and warblers flew for a while. Seeing this, the master gave him the name Wei Rui.

Mi Weirui, who had planned to practice overnight, silently looked at the crescent moon hidden in the sky, but now it only took half an hour.

That being the case, let's go back to the house and sleep...

He stood up and patted his robe, then waved his hands, smashing the grass and trees that were incompatible with the surroundings with the wind, which felt a bit like destroying flowers with his hands.

It was night, and the bamboo forest and sea were pitch black.

I just met Yu Su in the back mountain, and there was no purple air flowing in the bamboo forest sea, obviously the other party didn't plan to come back.

Mi Weirui opened the window and entered the room, noticing the inconspicuous change in the aura, the corners of her lips curled up.

Those who entered the house were already extra careful, but how could the actions of ordinary people escape the five keen senses of a cultivator, not to mention that before leaving, he deliberately moved the furnishings in the house to cover his eyes.

This was what Mi Weirui expected, and he was not surprised.

Erasing the blindfold in the room, Mi Weirui took off her outer shirt, hung it on the tree, and walked to the bed.

Now he couldn't leave Yu Su's side for the time being.

Selfishness dictates.

Firstly, he still needs Yu Su's purple energy to help him restore his cultivation as soon as possible, and furthermore, it is much more convenient to do things in Zhulinhai than to go back to his yard.

After all, Yu Su is the prince, and even if Dou Zhang wanted to send someone to follow him, he had to avoid Yu Su's bodyguards.

Rather than being followed all the time, he would naturally choose Yu Su's occasional temptation.

However, there must be an explanation from Dou Zhang. On the face of it, he had to leave, but Yu Su could stay. As for how to make Yu Su keep him, he had to figure it out.

Mi Weirui lay down calmly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Mi Weirui has not had a dream for a long time since she was injured by the purple air of the riot last time.

But tonight, the inexplicable dream came back again.

The dark dungeon never sees the light of day.

Mi Weirui just felt that he couldn't suppress the evil spirit around him, he walked into a closed room, his feet seemed to be stepped on muddy water, with a sticky feeling that made people frown.

Look down.

Where there is muddy water, it is clearly viscous bloody water.

His mind couldn't control his body, and he saw himself stepping forward and lighting the candlestick.

The scene inside was like hell.

Limbs and arms are broken, and bones are piled up.

The alchemy furnace placed in the middle was covered with old blood stains.

It can be seen that this house has existed for a long time.

And he actually felt the secret joy in his heart from these things, like a madman, entraining the bones and blood on the ground into the pill furnace, and the white robe was not stained in the slightest.

Mi Weirui watched herself throwing the medicinal materials into the furnace with a serious expression that she had never had before.

The sound of pushing the door came, and the person entering the room seemed to be someone who could be completely trusted, and the movements of his hands were not affected in the slightest.

Until the man approached, he heard himself say, "Have you brought anything?"

"Here it is, Master Guoshi, do you really want to keep this matter from His Highness?" There was a familiar voice, and Mi Weirui couldn't remember who it was for a while.

He looked up, trying to see the person who came, but only saw a rough outline, and then woke up suddenly at the next moment.

Reality and dream are intertwined, and Mi Weirui is a little stunned for a while.

He quietly stared at the curtain above the bed for a long time before he regained his composure.

Although he is a demon cultivator, all he practices are orthodox exercises. How could he use human blood and bones to refine elixirs in his dream.

Even though everything in the dream was a bit blurred after waking up, he vaguely remembered a few medicines.

These medicines are extremely difficult to find in Changzhou Mountain, and the pill formula is also very unfamiliar, but in terms of the properties of the medicine, it is clearly the path of evil cultivators.

If it is refined, it must not be tolerated in the way of heaven.