Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

"Soul... Come back——Soul... Come back—"

Silky thin smoke rises from the swaying candles, and accompanied by the hoarse voice of the praying person, it goes around the heavy wooden coffin on the jade platform, and around the beams covered with white silk, disappearing in a In silence.

This is the seventh day since the sect head's departure, the Huanqi Palace was completely silent, and there were hardly any disciples walking around in the sect, only two people were sitting under a gazebo in the corner.

The sun is about to set, and the sun shines through the gazebo, casting a slanted shadow. Sitting alone in the bright place, he looks eighteen or nineteen years old, but he is extraordinarily dusty. He is wearing a plain coarse white linen suit, with a calm expression and a dignified look. Sitting there is like a fairy who has strayed into the world, a little out of place with the surroundings.

The young man in white stared fixedly at the chess game on the table.

After watching for a while, he frowned slightly, raised his head, and did not blink his pale eyes: "Junior brother, where did you change the clothes?"

Hearing the words, the person sitting opposite leaned forward, and a black suit emerged from the shadows. He was a young man in his early twenties, with a handsome face, but there was an indelible gloom between his brows. He raised his eyes and glanced at the person opposite who seemed to be shining brightly, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a smirk: "Why don't senior brothers play chess?"

Before the words fell, there was a crisp "pop" on the chessboard: "General."

The smile on the corner of the black-clothed youth's mouth was a little colder.

I just heard the other side repeating word for word: "Junior brother, where did you change the clothes?"

"..." The young man in black frowned imperceptibly, and raised a smile: "Master, the old man has always been informal, and he must have a spirit in the sky, and he will not stick to the trivial matter of whether to wear filial piety clothes, what do you say?" Right, Senior Brother?"

The young man in white froze for a moment, as if he was convinced.

The two present here are disciples of the head of Huanqi Palace who has just passed away. Huanqi Palace is one of the three great immortal sects in the cultivation world. Two direct disciples, the first disciple is the young man in white, named Xi Feiluan, and the young man in black is the second disciple Yu Sheng.

Xi Feiluan was silent for a moment, then stood up slowly, and began to tidy up the chessboard on the table, nimbly flicking the chess pieces into the basket with thin fingers.And Yu Sheng leaned on the back of the chair, watching him clean up indifferently, without any intention of helping.

While tidying up, Xi Feiluan paused, as if remembering something, raised his head and said: "Your chess moves are messy today, what's on your mind?"

"What's on your mind?" Yu Sheng sneered, and looked at the other party with a bit of incredulity in his eyes: "Sometimes I really admire you, brother. The coffin of the master has not been buried yet, and you don't see any sadness on your face. You still have the mood to ask me to play chess."

After tidying up the chessboard, Xi Feiluan sat down again, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and said in a good voice: "Today I asked you to come over, it was the elder who asked me to persuade you, you are about to break through, don't let your emotions fluctuate too much , it would be bad if it affects the calamity."

"Heh... I don't have the ability to be so cold-hearted and cold-hearted as Senior Brother." Yu Sheng stood up with a cold face, and left without saying anything.

The setting sun sank again, and the shadows under the pavilion slanted down.Xi Feiluan's eyes followed Yu Sheng's tall and straight back and gradually moved away until he disappeared into the distance, then he retracted his eyes, straightened his clothes and stood up.

Cold-hearted...?Xi Feiluan thought about it for a while, and felt that he had been wronged.

Master passed away suddenly, and he was also extremely mourning, but he was not very good at showing his emotions. The elders said that it is a good thing to keep his emotions and anger secret, but the younger brother didn't seem to like it very much.

Hmm... I have to remember that junior brother likes to get along with extroverts.

Xi Feiluan recited it silently in his heart, then heaved a sigh of relief, and prepared to go back to rest.

Just about to turn around, a gust of cool wind blew by, and the green vegetation outside the pavilion rustled.Xi Feiluan paused, then turned his head abruptly, his eyes added a bit of sharpness: "Who?"

The wind subsided, the swaying bushes became quiet, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, and the Huanqi Palace was shrouded in night.A few sharp insects chirped from the bushes, Xi Feiluan walked out of the pavilion and stopped not far from the bushes.

The sound of "click" is the sound of branches breaking, which is particularly harsh in the lonely night.

Xi Feiluan lowered his head, looking at the branch under his feet that was broken by him.

Sighing inwardly, he squatted down to pull out the branch stuck in the gap in the sole of his shoe, stood up and walked back.

Outside the gazebo, the half-person-high bushes swayed a few more times, and a figure flashed out from behind the bushes like a ghost. It was a man dressed as a monk, all in pitch black, with a weird fangs ghost mask covering his face.

Seeing that the person left, he swept away the dead leaves on his sleeves, and just as he took half a step on the black boots, there was a "clank", a cold light came through the air with a sharp sword, nailing the toes of his shoes. out an inch.

"Sword of Immortality! What a powerful formation." The man withdrew his feet with lingering fear, raised his head and bowed to Xi Feiluan who suddenly appeared not far away: "Immortal Feiluan, I have long respected you."

"Who are you, and why did you trespass on my Huanqi Palace?" Xi Feiluan looked at him slowly, focusing on the mask: "Please report your name."

"You who are unknown, don't bother the famous Feiluan Immortal Venerable. If there is nothing wrong, I will first..."

Xi Feiluan interrupted him suddenly: "Demon Race?"

"?!" The man stopped talking suddenly, the expression under the mask was unclear, he was quiet for a while, and his voice sank: "Why did the immortal say that?"

Xi Feiluan's face was calm, with a light hook of the finger under the sleeve, the Bugou sword turned into a white shadow and rushed back, falling into his hands, Xi Feiluan took a beautiful sword flower, put the sword back into the scabbard around his waist, It was only then that I remembered the other party's question: "I—— guessed randomly."

"You..." The visitor lowered his figure very vigilantly. Following his movements, wisps of black air appeared in the surrounding air, enveloping the two of them. It was the magic breath compressed to the extreme. Cultivation is extremely high magic power.

The darkness roared and approached Xi Feiluan, and the devilish energy wrapped around his pale neck like threads, but Xi Feiluan didn't notice it, not even the slightest bit of vigilance: "Then, Your Excellency of the Demon Race...what's your name?"

There was a black air all over the body, and the demon raised his head, slightly astonished.

There are rumors in the world of comprehension that Xi Feiluan, a leader in the fairy world and the eldest disciple of Huanxi Palace, is kind-hearted and talented, and has always looked like a fairy, but it's a pity...that he is a fool.

If you are an ordinary disciple, you can be stupid if you are stupid, but as the head disciple of the immortal family, you will take on the burden of being the leader of a sect in the future. All sects in the comprehension world are about to exterminate the demon race.

Since the fall of the Demon Lord thousands of years ago, the Demon Race has been in decline for a long time in the human world, and it is only this kind of brainless waste that they wish to succeed in the cultivation world in the future.

Thinking of this, Fei Zhe had a thought, and the evil energy around him immediately dissipated completely. He stood up straight and pretended to say: "Don't misunderstand me, I came here for no other reason. I just want to find someone Old man."

"An old friend?" Xi Feiluan thought seriously after hearing the words: "There is no old person you are looking for in Huanqi Palace, you can go."

"How does the immortal know?"

Xi Feiluan looked at him hesitantly: "Our school has strict rules and regulations, and we don't associate with demons."

"Puff—cough, cough..." Fei Zhe coughed twice as a disguise, and managed to suppress the sneer on his lips. He didn't expect that Huanqi Palace, one of the three great immortal sects, would actually raise a Fool as successor.

He thought about it for a moment, and malice surged in his heart: "Don't associate with the demons? Then if I say, the old man I want to find is you, the immortal?"

"Me?" Xi Feiluan was stunned for a moment, and took two steps forward, causing Fei Zhe to immediately become vigilant, but he just pointed to the pavilion next to him: "Your Excellency, you have just been watching for a long time, right?"

"Just watching chess."

Xi Feiluan smiled gently: "I don't think so, just now I just lingered on my junior brother for a long time, I don't know my junior brother... who is the old friend you are looking for?"

Fei Zhe: "?! Cough... why did the immortal make such a statement?"

Xi Feiluan said innocently: "Just ask."

"..." Fei Zhe felt a little regretful. The reason why he ventured into Huanqi Palace was because he was guided to find someone——the young master of the demon clan who had been missing for more than a thousand years.

The demon clan has always been hereditary, but thousands of years ago, the young master who was about to grow up disappeared mysteriously, and the position of the demon lord was vacant for a long time.

Taking advantage of the loose security during the funeral of Huanqi Palace, Fei sneaked in. According to the guidance in his hand, he felt that the person he was looking for was Yu Sheng, the junior brother of this idiot in front of him.

—Anyway, it can't be this fool.

Just one last step to confirm...

"Your Mightiness?"

Fei Zhe came back to his senses suddenly, Xi Feiluan was smiling and patiently waiting for his next words.

The veins on Fei Zhe's forehead are exposed, this person is very skilled, and he is sure, God knows whether he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, I should never provoke him, but this is the end, then don't blame him for not...

"So what you are looking for is really a junior?"

His thoughts were suddenly disturbed, Fei Zhe could only deny it quickly: "No, what I'm looking for is actually..."

"Junior brother is a member of the demon clan?" Xi Feiluan rubbed his chin and said to himself, completely ignoring Fei Zhe's explanation: "If you say so, the way of junior brother is really..."

"Should die!" Fei Zhe, who had exhausted his patience, tore off the mask, revealing a typical demon face, with high nasal bones, exotic features, black magic patterns on the side face, and a pair of red eyes. His eyes drew two red lines in the darkness, and his body instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Xi Feiluan.

Xi Feiluan recovered from his thoughts and drew his sword to block it, a flash of thunder flashed across the sky covered by thick clouds.

"Rumble rumble—"

The downpour of rain poured down together with the sound of thunder, and the raindrops fell on the Bugou Sword, the silvery white blade of the sword reflected the light of thunder in the sky, and Fei Zhe's sharp claws were barely touched on the blade, rubbing off lightning flashes .

Xi Feiluan raised his head, the sword light was reflected on his face that should have been indifferent, and another thunderbolt hit the tree more than ten meters away in the sky. .

Xi Feiluan's face was pale, and his pupils shrank a little bit. He didn't look at the old tree that had been chopped off loudly, nor at the enemy whose eyes were burning with murderous intent in the rain. the distant mountains.

The black clouds covered the mountain shadow layer by layer, and the sky thunder gathered the clouds into a dark vortex, and the thunder light secretly surged directly above the mountain shadow.

His junior brother, Yu Sheng, is about to experience calamity.

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Zi Shujie transmigrated and became the number one male oiran in Dadu.

It was night, he was sitting on the high pavilion, and countless monks and mortals below shouted his name, fascinated by him, like crazy - he, he covered his face, and dug out a Barbie dream mansion under his feet.

Who will save him, he is the ultimate social terror! ! !

System: Stand up, hurry up, have you seen the cruel immortal in front of you?Yes, talk to him.

Zishujie: I see, he looks like he wants to kill me...

System: Don't be idle, tell the Supreme Demon King about your glorious history of chasing geese when you were a child.

Zishujie: He said that he was the one I kicked out...

System: Hurry up, let Overbearing Mozun do a seaweed dance for you!

Zishujie: ...What on earth do you guys do?

System: Our company specializes in helping patients with social miscellaneous diseases to get rid of their illnesses. I wish you to become a master of social cattle as soon as possible!

Sub-book introduction: ...

Under the persecution of the system, Zishujie was under a lot of pressure, until he met a good brother who was also very socially fearful. Zishujie felt that this was the bosom friend bestowed on him by the gods. Woohoo, this world is so scary Bosom friend, let's stay together and fly together!

The bosom friend smiled shyly, gently and shyly: "Okay."

……

Returning from rebirth, Wen Renxing returned to the original dark and smelly alley. The difference from his previous life was that in the light and shadow, someone stretched out his hand towards the filthy him.

That person is like a warm sun, his heart and eyes are full of him.The man said that the world is terrible, he is afraid of standing in the eyes of people, if only the two of them are left in the world.

OK, let me help you achieve it.

However, just as Wen Renxing put on his vest, the man ran over: Yo, beauty, it's not justified if you don't give me a dance today!

Wen Renxing:?

Wen Renxing changed his vest, the other party: Hey buddy, what's your surname?Oh Xianzun, right? Hello, I'm the oiran!Let me tell you that we are destined to see each other!

Wen Renxing:? ?

Wen Renxing changed his vest again, and the other party: Let me tell you, brother, I was a big kid when I was young, and I chased the big geese in the village like playing with them!

Wen Renxing:? ? ?

At night, Wen Renxing took off his vest, and the man threw himself into his arms and cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo low

Wen Renxing:? ? ? ?

#论我妈妈一口一个话音What is she doing behind my back every day#

[Majia Emperor's gloomy protagonist Gong x Social Fear Salted Fish Shou]

① Attacking vests are everywhere, and after rebirth, his personality is very dark.

②Social miscellaneous syndrome: Refers to extreme social fear in front of strangers, and talk a lot in front of familiar people (from a certain degree).

③Receive the surname Zishu, Mingjie.