When Xiaobai meets the fox demon

"but not now."

The words of the Black Mountain Demon King came back again. As soon as Ai Cao fell into the sea of ​​extreme sorrow, she was dragged up by the invisible rope around her ankles.Before he could erase the sad expression from his eyes, he heard the voice of the king reaching his ears.

"Head up."

His eyes wandered, did he think I couldn't see clearly?I can control everything, how can I not understand: you are the source of the delusion, you damn...

The five fingers of the Black Mountain Demon King had been tapping the armrest rhythmically. Suddenly, he missed the beat, and he had to put his hand back on his thigh in disappointment.

The figure below is thin and thin, but it makes people want to smash that weakness to pieces. This is the king's delusion, and he has long separated delusion from mind.That is just delusion, not himself.

The abnormality just now was caused by delusion, and he wanted to destroy it in delusion.

So the discussion in the main hall ended, and all the people retreated under the inexplicable order of the Black Mountain Demon King, leaving the wormwood behind.

Tao Jin was the last one to exit. When he turned around, he found Xianyan stuck on the wall outside the hall.

Both of Xianyan's ears were pricked up, and the expression on his face was burning with longing.

The matter between the Black Mountain Demon King and the wormwood...

Shijin walked up, looked at Xianyan and smiled: "Isn't it very comfortable to lie on the wall?"

When it was broken, Xianyan straightened up in embarrassment, facing Tao Jin's honest and honest face, he really wanted to slap him flying.

"I'll try it too." Tao Jin leaned against the wall, imitating Xianyan's posture.

"Nervous!" Xianyan swears and walks away angrily.

Tao Jin stopped his movements, smiled silently, and then walked towards his own Xilengju.

Kneeling on the water-sinking golden ground, Ai Cao lowered his head, his whole body was shivering, and the cold temperature had already exceeded body temperature.

As the delusions climbed steadily, a certain part of the body was stabbed with spasms.The Black Mountain Demon King closely examined the emaciated figure outside the black crystal bead curtain, and said in a low voice: "Untie the clothes, I want to watch you walk behind the curtain step by step."

The gate of the Hall of Silent Spirits is never closed, even if it is far away, the guards guarding the gate cannot see clearly, but that is still a humiliation from being hit by a branding iron.

"No." Ai Cao made a protesting voice trembling.

Hearing this sound, he was not angry, but a piece of thatch slipped past his nose, which made him itch all over his body, and made him want to tear him to pieces immediately.

A chain stretched out from behind the black crystal curtain, and it quickly wrapped around Ai Cao's waist.When the chain was lifted into the air, Ai Cao closed her eyes tightly in a sigh.

The Black Mountain Demon King looked carefully at the man standing in front of him: he was thin and thin, and even without his clothes, he was even a bit skinny, with only a little flesh on the back.

He stretched his hand to the back, stuck it to the place through the clothes, and grabbed a handful full of it.He said in a low voice: "Only here is fatter."

Wormwood stood like a log, his face was expressionless, as if he was grabbing someone else's.

The Black Mountain Demon King placed him flat on his lap, making him face himself.He asked deeply: "How many times have we done this?"

Ai Cao didn't answer, his whole body was shrouded in an alienated and indifferent atmosphere, just like the demon king of Montenegro who was going to visit others, he was just an outsider.

Ai Cao's whole body is fake, only his soul is real.The Black Mountain Demon King seemed to understand a little bit: he didn't care about his body, but wanted to see his face in the delusion. Obviously his body was trembling uncontrollably, but his face was still indifferent.

He must not know that his taboo expression can only be exchanged for him wanting to tear him apart, penetrate him, and rub him to death.

But Ai Cao suddenly opened his eyes, his empty pupils had no light at all, they were darker than the night, and the wound was more painful than the pain.

Like a basin of cold water poured over the top of the head, the delusion was suddenly interrupted, the Black Mountain Demon King stood up disappointedly, and he threw the wormwood onto the chair.

Same as the result of being interrupted before, what awaited the wormwood was a cold whip, and the hot pain frantically passed over the skin on his back. Falling towards the bottomless abyss, without hope, without future...

Is he dying?The moment he was unconscious, a deep voice rang in his ears: remember my name, Fang Yuncheng.

After spending a lot of money to buy the news, A Luo was caught by the people on the black boat, but where is he now?Hu Yuchen was crouching on the roof of the teaching courtyard of Wenshui Pavilion, with a weed stick in his mouth, he was puzzled: Taking advantage of the dark night, he had already searched around Wenshui Pavilion, except for the secret that he couldn't find. land.

Only the old monster has the key to the secret place, and he caught a Xiaodao boy who asked about the water pavilion and asked.

The two female disciples in Chi Feiyao's bedroom finally backed out, and they walked out of the yard holding the lights.

"Did you hear that?" a female disciple asked.

"What?" Another female disciple said.

"It's a cat." The female disciple holding the lamp turned and stepped over the courtyard threshold: "Let's go."

Another female disciple followed immediately.

His eyes are already used to the darkness, so Hu Yuchen is not slow to look for things in the house: the dressing table, under the mirror, in the cage...

He turned it over very carefully, turning everything over and carefully putting it back as it was.Time is in his breath, every minute and every second pass, nothing.

Where would she hide the key?Only the couch hadn't been found yet, so he rushed under the wooden couch with a whoosh.

I was so anxious that I was stupid, there was nothing under the couch.When he was anxiously preparing to rush out of the bed, the courtyard door suddenly creaked open.

At night, he felt that everything was very loud, so Hu Yuchen didn't dare to move, he hid quietly at the bottom of the couch.

The lights in the room were turned on, and the two disciples who held the lights put down the two glazed jade lanterns and bowed to leave, closing the door behind them.

Two pairs of feet dangled on the ground in front of the couch, a pair of booted men's feet and a pair of red embroidered shoes.

A slap across the face was really loud.Then there was Chi Feiyao's angry voice: "You did dirty things with those young men, when will I take out the house rules to teach you? Why do you ask you to serve me, you always cry with a sad face."

"The disciple is..." The man was too late to speak.

It's not a man, it's Daoist He!Hu Yuchen didn't understand what happened in the house.

"Auntie closes the moon to shame flowers, sinks fish and wild geese, and my nephew is afraid of staining my aunt's icy muscles and bones every time, so I..." Daoist He is worthy of years of experience. After more than ten breaths, he finally found an excuse. He just said In the end, it still stuttered.

Chi Feiyao examined Daoist He's face, she suddenly showed a secret smile, she stretched out her hand to hold Daoist He's face and said, "Chunhui, do you know why it's you?"

Daoist He was at a loss.

"This face really looks like a man." Chi Feiyao pinched He Daochang's mandible with his hand.

He Daochang was at a loss.

"Except for the Black Mountain Demon King, I hate all men who approach me." Chi Feiyao said leisurely, "You are the only exception."

In an instant, cold sweat covered his back densely, and the cold air rushed through him one by one.Zhang Anxi congratulated Daoist Priest and hesitantly said: "Nephew is a woman."

"A useful woman." Chi Feiyao's hand slowly moved along Daochang He's face towards the neck.

Even if she helped her with something, it was just helping, she would not involve herself in it.This time she was so disgusted that goosebumps ran up from the back of her feet. It would be nice if someone jumped out to make trouble at this time. He Chunhui looked forward in panic, trying to find something.

Suddenly her eyes lit up: "Auntie, why is the lid of the jewelry box crooked?"

After making a fuss, Chi Feiyao stopped.She turned to look at the dressing table, and with just one glance, she became suspicious.

Linghua mirror, jade mill, rouge box... were all well placed, but that slight change could not escape her eyes.She slammed her palm on the dressing table, and a beauty hairpin jumped out of the unclosed jewelry box, almost hitting her jade hand on the dressing table.

"Search, start from my yard." Chi Feiyao just said the order.There was a sudden exclamation outside the courtyard.

"Someone!"

"There are thieves!"

"Ran!"

Panic voices came and went.

Before Chi Feiyao had time to think about it, she led Daoist He and rushed out of the courtyard.

After listening to the silence, Hu Yuchen rushed out from the bottom of the couch.A disciple standing in the courtyard opened his mouth wide, and before he could hum, he was knocked unconscious by Hu Yuchen.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the shadows of the trees are wild, which is just right for escaping.Hu Yuchen stood in the courtyard, listening carefully to the voices coming from outside.

"Stupid, hee hee" a voice came from the courtyard wall abruptly.

In an instant, Hu Yuchen's eyes shot towards the wall, but there was nothing there.

This is?Hu Yuchen drew out the Wu hook alertly.

"Fool, hee hee." The voice came from the dark wall: "How can you see me when I'm inside the wall?"

Hu Yuchen walked towards that wall, and the voice said again: "Silly boy, hee hee, follow me to the west, hee hee."

Hu Yuchen turned around but walked east.

The voice suddenly became anxious: "Fool, hee hee, I know A Luo, hee hee."

Just when the clouds broke through the moon, the moonlight shining on the wall instantly cast a long rope shadow.

"Quick." Sheng Ying moved to the west.Hu Yuchen didn't hesitate anymore, he followed Shengying's pace.

Fortunately, he was wearing the clothes of Wenshui Pavilion disciples, and there were occasional disciples Zhang Jian along the way, but no one stopped him to ask.

When Hu Yuchen jumped over the courtyard wall, Sheng Ying was already waiting on the inner courtyard wall.

Shengying spoke concisely: "Follow me into the house."

This is an old abandoned house on the west side of Wenshui Pavilion. Several rooms in the yard are old, even under the moonlight, they are unkempt, with spider threads turning into ashes.

Hu Yuchen stared at Sheng Ying who was about to enter the house and said, "Who are you, do you know A Luo?"

"Come in and talk, although this place is remote, hehe, but there is no guarantee that the disciples of Wenshui Pavilion will not search for it, hehe."

Sheng Ying moved over the door and disappeared from Hu Yuchen's sight.

No matter who he is, go ahead and have a look.Hu Yuchen stepped into the house.

The inside and outside of the house are like two worlds, as dirty as the outside is, as clean as the inside.The furniture in the house is simple, which is how ordinary people live.Suddenly Hu Yuchen understood, and he asked, "You have set up a small barrier in the house."

"Hee hee, smart." Sheng Ying slowly moved out from the wall.

In Hu Yuchen's slightly envious eyes, the shadow of the rope turned into a real body, which was a green rope more than ten feet long.

Hu Yuchen asked, "Who are you?"