Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

"Brother Immortal." Yu Sheng heard his own heartbeat: "You... came down to the mortal world just to complete the task?"

The man stared at the dogtail grass in his hand and nodded.

"Then if you haven't completed your mission..."

"Everything must have an end." The man said indifferently: "When the survey breaks through this difficulty, I will return to heaven and return to life."

A shadow flashed across Yu Sheng's eyes.

He was silent for a while, but still smiled: "Didn't the gods live the same life as the heaven and the earth? Why does the god brother come and go in such a hurry?"

"Why do you want to keep me?" Unexpectedly, the man changed from his previous daze, and directly pointed out the little thought in Yu Sheng's heart.

"I……"

At that time, Yu Sheng was straightforward and enthusiastic. He was stunned for a moment, and his heart turned into a puddle of water when he was stared at by those glass-like eyes. But don't be angry."

Without waiting for the man's reaction, he bullied himself, and rushed towards the man with a gentle breath, Yu Sheng said slowly: "I've taken a fancy to Brother Immortal, would you like to go back and be my wife in the village?"

The man was stunned, looking into his bottomless purple-black eyes: "What is Mrs. Yazhai?"

"It's just..." Yu Sheng turned over and sat next to him, next to him, pointing to the sky: "I originally planned to occupy the mountain as the king and build a big village specifically for—"

Yu Sheng grinned: "Specialize in robbing monks passing by."

The man frowned, obviously disapproving, but when he heard Yu Sheng say the word "originally", he frowned again as if to give him a chance: "Then what about now?"

Yu Sheng's hand calmly embraced the man's thin shoulders, and his eyes were bright: "Now let my brother choose the top of the mountain, and we will occupy it wherever you say."

"..."

He slapped Yu Sheng on the back of the hand again, the man turned his face and gave him orders softly: "No occupation."

Yu Sheng deliberately choked with him: "I want to occupy it."

"Not allowed."

"I want to occupy it."

The man was annoyed, he frowned and said firmly, "No occupation!"

"Preferably..."

Yu Sheng's mouth was covered by him.

The man stared at him with seductive eyes, and looked at him unconsciously. There was a very light fragrance in his hand, which made Yu Sheng's Adam's apple roll: "No possession."

Yu Sheng's breathing became rapid, he squeezed the man's wrist, and pulled his hand away, his voice trembling slightly: "Okay... listen to you."

"Then how will I be compensated for what I lost?"

"?" The man tilted his head in confusion, very puzzled: "What did you lose?"

"I lost a village, a group of men, countless looted Lingshi treasures, and—"

"A Mrs. Yazhai."

"What is Mrs. Presser?"

"If you pay me, I'll tell you."

"..." The man became confused again, looked at the swaying dogtail grass in his hand, and then at Yu Sheng, who was startled by Yu Sheng's eager gaze, and subconsciously shrank back.

"To pay, or not to pay?" Yu Sheng looked at him with scorching eyes, as if a ball of love and lust were burning in his eyes, and the blasphemous pleasure filled him with a wave of ecstasy. Stimulating feeling, but this straightforward heart that obeyed the desire is clear enough to be his lifelong promise——

If he says yes, he's mine.Yu Sheng thought.

Yu Sheng's gaze was almost persuasive, which made the man's gaze more and more confused, like a civet cat bewitched by a hunter, stepping into the cage in front of him without thinking, just to get a few gentle touches after curry favor.

Yu Sheng watched that man's beautiful lips slowly open, as if he was saying: Good.

He didn't hear the voice he dreamed of, the violent knock on the door suddenly disturbed his mind, he came back to his senses, he was still standing in the dark secret room, his hand was pressing on the blade of Rakshasa sword, sharp The blade cut through his fingertips, and a stream of blood flowed along the dark blade of the Rakshasa Sword into the engravings on the sword. The Rakshasa Sword emitted a faint purple light.

"Master! Master! Something has happened! Are you there, Master?!"

Yu Sheng wiped off the blood on his hands calmly, then turned to open the door: "What's the matter?"

The disciple panicked and knelt in front of the door: "The army of the demons has arrived within the jurisdiction of the three sects, threatening the lives of the people and demanding that the three gates hand over the demon king! The general of the demons, Fei Zhe, is personally leading the troops, and he is outside the gate of the mountain right now. Screaming! I want you...I want you to go out and meet him!"

In normal times, every sentence of the disciple is extremely absurd. The cultivation world has been fighting with the demons for a long time, but they have never launched any large-scale war. Soldiers attack the cultivation world, even if they win, they will be infamous in the history books, not to mention that there are watchtowers and barrier guards in the three jurisdictions of the cultivation world, and it is not easy for the demons to invade.

The disciple didn't know whether he was anxious or scared, and before Yu Sheng could speak, he kowtowed twice: "The eyeliner in the clan sent a death sentence... The demon clan came out in full force this time, and there was no one guarding the extreme north. Fei Zhe said... to pay all the price and fight to the death with the cultivation world."

"Fight to the end?" Yu Sheng chuckled lightly, and walked out of the secret room: "This doesn't seem like something he can say."

Immediately afterwards, Yu Sheng sensed something, and his face changed suddenly: "The mountain gate has not been breached yet, has it? Have the other two been in contact?"

"It hasn't been breached yet... I have already contacted Sect Master Wen of the Yunyan Sect. Sect Master Wen sent a message saying that the demons besieged outside the Sect seem to be insane and have no regard for life and death. The Qin family has not yet been contacted. Everyone went to guard around the enchantment."

"Understood." Yu Sheng closed his eyes, turned his head to look at the Rakshasa sword glowing in the dark secret room, the sword had once again recognized its owner in the fusion of blood just now, and at this moment it has connected with him.

The Rakshasa Sword trembled, expressing to its owner the excitement and joy of reunion after a long absence, expecting the owner to pick it up, wave it, and sharpen its dusty blade tip again. At the same time, it silently The ground conveyed an inexplicable emotion to Yu Sheng, like anxiety, like urging, and like wanting to tell Yu Sheng something.

It passed those extremely chaotic memory fragments to Yu Sheng again, but Yu Sheng suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart and hurried out.

The door of the secret room was closed again and again, but the whispering of the Rakshasa sword did not stop because of this.

In front of the mountain gate of Huanqi Palace, all the trees have fallen.

Numerous demon soldiers in black armor surrounded the entrance of the Huanqi Palace. Before the battle, Fei Zhe slowly walked out from the separated crowd, holding a struggling human casual cultivator by the neck. .

Fei Zhe's gloomy voice sounded: "Don't you human race think of yourself as the most benevolent? I will give you three breaths, if you can't hand over our Lord..."

"Save... save me..." Sanxiu opened his eyes wide in horror, and stretched out his hand to the disciples of Huanqi Palace who were forming a formation in front of the mountain gate, holding their spears.

"one……"

The expression of the disciple standing in front of the mountain gate changed drastically, and he turned his head and asked anxiously, "Have you found the master yet?"

"The headmaster has just entered the secret room! Ming Lai has already asked Ming Lai to call!"

"two……"

"Before the head of the sect comes, you can't open the barrier of the mountain gate even if you kill yourself!"

"But, but that casual cultivator will..."

"Three." Fei Zhe's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to make a move, a figure suddenly jumped out from the barrier of the mountain gate: "Wait a minute!"

In order to resist the invasion of the demons, the disciple guarding the mountain gate has changed the enchantment attached to the mountain gate to a more powerful one-way enchantment, which can only go out and cannot enter.

The people present turned their heads following the sound, and the disciples guarding in front of the mountain gate were about to scold a disciple who didn't know how to live or die for running out at this time, when they saw that person's face, everyone suddenly fell silent.

"Brother...Brother..." The Huanqi Palace disciples headed by him opened their eyes wide in panic, and they could hardly hold the weapon in their hands: "Brother...how come you are here?"

Facing the stunned gazes of his disciples, Xi Feiluan walked out from the crowd. He calmly walked to the front of the demon formation, rescued the trembling casual cultivator in Fei Zhe's hand, pushed towards Huanqi Palace, and lifted At the beginning, he said lightly: "Retreat, I will go back with you."

"Respectfully wish the lord to return to the camp—" Several demon generals behind Fei folded and bowed down.

"Congratulations to the lord for returning to the camp!" The overwhelming demon soldiers bowed and saluted with a voice like a bell.

Xi Feiluan glanced at the mountain gate behind him, his eyes were full of reluctance, but he said: "Fei Zhe, let's go."

At the same time, a bloody hand pierced Xi Feiluan's abdomen, and Xi Feiluan slightly opened his eyes.

Fei Zhe's gloomy voice sounded from Xi Feiluan's ears: "The supreme lord of our clan that we are about to pick up, who are you?"

The hand protruded from his abdomen, with dripping flesh and blood, Xi Feiluan was stunned for a moment, looking down at the blood line falling into the white clothes, dyeing all the precious fabrics red, and falling to the ground like a waterfall.

I am not a demon.

Xi Feiluan thought blankly, that's right, I'm not a Demon Lord.

Whose identity have I assumed, and whose kindness have I accepted?

In a trance, there seemed to be more figures in his field of vision. He raised his head with difficulty, but his body was falling down uncontrollably.

junior...

He looked at the face of the ancient well that was shattered, and saw the figure with steady steps running towards him from the mountain gate in a panic.

can you catch meThere was finally a trace of longing in his heart.

The author has something to say:

Rakshasa Sword (on the surface): The master is back, I miss you so much.

Rakshasa sword (heart): now you have to rely on the sword to fall in love. I have never been so speechless in my life. I am really speechless. His mother opened the door to speechless. Silent home rnm's two hundred and five...