When the devil

A sleepless night, the rain continued.

Wei Ling slowly told Mochi what happened.

He used a declarative tone, speaking without any thoughts, Guo Jianchao interrupted several times on the way, either begging Shen Feihuan for mercy or Wei Ling for help, he said all kinds of good things, but finally got silence.

Wei Ling didn't notice how Guo Xianhou died, and Shen Feihuan didn't mention it either. After a while, Shen Feihuan squinted at Guo Jianchao and asked him, "Where is the formation of your old man recruiting the kid?"

Guo Jianchao's voice trembled violently: "I don't know, I really don't know... I'm dealing with people from the East... It's the arrangement of the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness, I..." After stammering for a while, he looked at Wei Ling and said, "It's Gu Xuan. Cheng... Wei Xianzun just mentioned... is him, he must know..."

"The little ghost is ferocious and frightening, how could Junior Brother recruit such a monster to deal with Master..." Mo Chi asked cautiously.

Shen Feihuan said: "Maybe the intention of recruiting the little ghosts is not to kill anyone, but I look more like they want to catch alive. Although the little ghosts are ferocious, they are obedient to the summoners. There are many of them and they have strong tracking ability. It’s very useful. I didn’t expect that Guo Xianhou would die when I recruited them. The little ghosts lost their masters and messed up. They became resentful ghosts under the night. If they can’t find the summoning formation, it will always be a hidden danger to keep them in the world.”

Guo Jianchao trembled all over: "You just... said my father..."

"Dead." Shen Feihuan didn't pay much attention to him at first, but he was very interested in this sentence: "Wow, boom, turned into several dollars, do you want to try?"

Guo Jianchao stared blankly at him: "You...you killed my father?"

Shen Fei laughed and said: "It would be easier to kill me, you should thank me."

Guo Jianchao seemed to be choked, his eyes were bulging and he stared at Shen Feihuan.

Mochi also glared at Shen Feihuan, this person is really annoying, in his mouth, other people's lives are like a joke.

Shen Feihuan sat on the small stone pier, crossing his legs and enjoying it, he changed the subject on his own, and said, "Wei Xianzun, that apprentice of yours is not a fuel-efficient lamp." After saying this, Mochi's eyes became even brighter. Sharpened, he waved his hand and said again: "It's not this idiot, I'll say another one."

At this time, Xia Zhou in Wei Ling's arms trembled, and the cat's tail wrapped around Wei Ling loosened, and hung powerlessly beside him. Wei Ling looked down at him, wanting to rub his neck, but was afraid of touching the wound.

Shen Feihuan said: "Do you still remember that he killed the summoner of Wuwu and curbed the demonic power of Wuwu?"

"En." Wei Ling responded lightly, indicating that she was listening.

Shen Feihuan said: "When the summoner dies, he dies. It doesn't affect the monsters. The best evidence is the little ghosts. They seem to be more energetic after Guo Xianhou's death."

Hearing the words "Guo Xianhou is dead", Guo Jianchao was startled again, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stopped on Shen Feihuan as if frozen.

Wei Ling said: "You want to say that he killed the summoner and dominated the remaining magic power of the summoner?"

Shen Feihuan said: "Yes, otherwise you would treat him as a head lifter for fun?"

Wei Ling was in a mess at the time and didn't think about this aspect. Looking back now, maybe it was true what Shen Feihuan said.

"After a person dies, mana will remain in the veins for nearly twelve hours. There is a black art in the Eastern Realm that can use the flesh and blood of the dead to manipulate it, but this kind of black art has extremely high requirements on the caster. You That apprentice is definitely not able to cultivate to such a level in just ten years." Shen Feihuan looked at Wei Ling, and his tone could not hide his gloating: "He pretended to be a fool to follow your practice, tricked you to go down the mountain, and now he has your idea again, Immortal Venerable, you It’s quite capable of causing disaster.”

Mo Chi said: "Shen Feihuan, you don't want to spout blood, my junior brother really has such a cultivation level, why bother to harm the master."

Shen Feihuan said: "Who said he wanted to harm your master? I didn't say that. Your junior brother is from Dongjing, and the emperor made his mother his queen because he wanted to annex Dongjing. No more, the lives of his mother and son are hanging on the emperor's mouth. What should I do if I want to live? Make the emperor happy. But the emperor belongs to this world, and there is no shortage of jewels and beauties. How can I make him happy? Of course Give what you want and hold on to with both hands."

Mochi couldn't understand the topic of the emperor and not the emperor. He followed Shen Feihuan's logic and said, "Based on what you said, the emperor crossed the river and demolished the bridge. When he imprisoned and imprisoned my master... he could have killed my junior brother."

Shen Feihuan half-closed her enchanting eyes, and said flirtatiously, "Are you enlightened, little idiot? You also know how to cross rivers and tear down bridges."

Mochi was already annoying him, and he was molested by him, so he didn't even want to say anything immediately.

Shen Feihuan said: "However, as far as I know, this emperor's ability to endure humiliation is astonishing. The first emperor believed in gods and Buddhas. He abandoned his dragon chair halfway and escaped into Buddhism and never returned. Gu Xiao ascended the throne when he was young. It is not easy to be a puppet emperor if he seeks power and coerces the emperor to command the princes, if he hadn't got the help of Wei Xianzun when he was cornered, he might not be able to live today just relying on being foolish in front of others."

Now Mochi couldn't understand at all.

Shen Feihuan stared at Wei Ling, and suddenly thought: "Xianzun, do you regret it now? You meddled in saving an evil ghost, and meddled in sealing a fierce beast. The world blames you for humiliating you." You, how tired, are you not as good as a good person to the end, apologizing with death?"

"you…!"

Mochi couldn't take it anymore, he drew his sword and went up, the sword light was cold, and the cold suddenly approached.

Shen Feihuan raised his leg and kicked the sword away. There was a layer of silver armor on the outside of his boots, which was very strong. There was a clang against the side of the sword, and the sharp blade deflected and stabbed his hair against the rock wall behind him.

"However, I don't think I have anything to regret." Shen Feihuan leaned against the corner of the wall, under the ink pool, and greeted his anger with enthusiasm: "You didn't give birth to Gu Xiao, and you didn't recruit Wuwu. Get to the bottom of it." It's never your turn, mortals love to find reasons for their selfish desires, good and evil, justice, cause and effect, responsibility, laughing to death, what is the difference between other people's lives and ants and weeds, kill those who scold you and those who hate you Now, the ears will naturally be quiet."

Mochi said: "Of course my master will not regret it. Others took advantage of his kindness and repaid their kindness with revenge. Don't gossip there. If it wasn't for your life-saving grace, I will let you pay for it now."

"I'm talking to your master, why are you messing around?" Shen Fei smiled happily, suddenly he grabbed Mo Chi's hand holding the sword, and pulled him to press on himself, Mo Chi had no time to fight back, just like that He got down on his stomach and propped himself up directly above Shen Feihuan.

I have to say that Shen Feihuan has a pure and beautiful face.

That kind of beauty is not as warm and delicate as Wei Ling, but a more vivid and sweeter beauty, like a ripe fruit, attracting others with an attractive color, peeling it off, and sucking it , dig out the sweet pulp, chew and swallow slowly.

"Little fool, how do you want me to pay for my life?"

There was a nasal voice in his words, his eyes were blurred|ambiguous, malice was hidden in the beauty, and poison was oozing in the sweetness.

Mochi saw that Shen Feihuan's clothes were not properly dressed, his collar was slightly open, and his slender neck and sexy collarbone were all exposed, he felt a thump in his heart, raised his head in a panic, and saw his own shadow covering Shen Feihuan's body, dyeing his delicate hair. Apply a dark color, and burn the contours in the light golden eyes.

"……you you you!"

The little apprentice jumped up in fright, and distanced himself from him with a blushing face and bare ears.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?" Shen Feihuan smiled.

"You... unreasonable!"

The ink pool turned into a wisp of green smoke, rushed out of the cave and went to the rain.

Shen Feihuan watched him leave, and said sympathetically, "How old is your apprentice, and you haven't had meat yet?"

Wei Ling saw that he was free to use the ink pool for fun, so he didn't want to express any thoughts about it.

Shen Feihuan looked away: "There are little ghosts outside, so it doesn't matter if you leave it alone?"

"He has his own measure."

"That's fine." Shen Feihuan was also idle, looking around for a while, and was finally attracted by Guo Jianchao who was next to him.At first glance, he seemed to be stupid. He had been staring at Shen Feihuan without saying a word since just now, and his eyes were still creepy after a long time. Shen Feihuan frowned slightly, and suddenly wanted to goug his eyes.

But at this moment, Wei Ling stood up, looked into the depths of the cave, and said: "The situation in Xiazhou is not good, I have to find a way...Mr. Shen, there may be some changes tonight, I hope you can Be quiet and don't cause trouble."

"Oh." Shen Feihuan lost interest, and simply lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

***

The inside of this cave sheltered from rain twists and turns, and it seems to lead to a very deep place.

Not far away, Wei Ling stopped.

Xia Zhou remained silent all this time, and Wei Ling felt more and more uneasy. He set up another barrier, which was not large enough to fit him and Xia Zhou. He rubbed the cat in his arms and said softly: " Xia Zhou, change back first, and I'll take a look at your injuries."

As soon as he finished saying this, black smoke and dust rose from the cat in his arms. Before Wei Ling could recover, she was suddenly pulled into her arms amidst the smoke, and hugged her tightly.

"Xia Zhou?" Wei Ling didn't know where to put his hands, so he could only pat him on the back as if coaxing a child: "Are you okay?"

"You smell so good." Xia Zhou leaned against him, burying his face in his neck.

Wei Ling was so tickled by his rubbing, but she didn't dare to push him away, so she said kindly, "Don't make trouble, let me see your injury."

"I'm fine." Reluctantly, Xia Zhou slipped one hand to Wei Ling's waist, tearing off his girdle with malicious intentions.

Wei Ling pressed that hand and repeated: "Let me see your injury."

"I won't show it." Xia Zhou's breath was sticking to his ears, his breath was hot and humid, and his voice was low and soft: "I'll show you once I do it."

"you……"

Before Wei Ling finished speaking, his lips were bitten by Xia Zhou, and the tip of his malicious tongue ravaged and encroached, depriving him of his breath. The temperature of the two was so close and familiar, as if in this endless darkness, only each other was everything. .

"A Ling, you are worried about me." Xia Zhou's nose was close to him, his eyes were looking at him, and even his eyelashes could brush his face.

Wei Ling panted slightly, and looked at Xia Zhou very close.

"Are you worried about me?" Xia Zhou murmured with a smile, holding his face tightly as if he was worried that Wei Ling would disappear out of thin air.

"If you die... what should I do?" Wei Ling's voice was very soft, but his breathing was hot. He heard his own heartbeat, as if it was about to burst into his chest.Xia Zhou dragged him into the surging black smoke, and the smell of evil spirits was everywhere, making his scalp numb, but he still didn't blink his eyes, and said almost self-defeating: "Infernal hell, you don't want to lose it." I'm going alone."

Xia Zhou wanted to take this man as his own.

Lips and tongues intersected, he took a sip of agarwood, his fingertips ran through his hair, and looked deeply into his eyes.

"A Ling... I want more."

Xia Zhou kissed the tears in the corner of his eyes, and coaxed him with a low voice, afraid that he might not hear, so he said it again with his ear in his mouth.

Wei Ling heard the malicious intentions in the words, and as soon as she moved her body, her wrist was grabbed.

It's so rampant that it pushes an inch.

This evil monster always sneaks in, dragging him into the abyss step by step, leaving him alone and helpless, leaving him nowhere to escape, and slowly taste his taste when it is within easy reach.

Why does Wei Ling not know.

But so what?

If he sinks in, he can never turn back, even if his body is smashed to pieces, he will not be afraid.

So go ahead.

——Even if you have dragged me into the abyss, I will not hide or escape, just do as you please.

This farce, you have to see to the end.

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