When Xiaobai meets the fox demon

Sure enough, those powerful arms crossed around his waist in anticipation of pain.The Black Mountain Demon King pressed tightly against him, his body temperature passed through the body of wormwood like fire from the abyss, and the heat flowed to all places along the blood.

Suddenly, it was like returning to the window in midsummer, the cicadas were singing on the poplar trees, and the young man was sleeping on the bamboo couch in the morning, and because of the heat of the mattress, he kicked the fine cotton quilt to the end of the couch.The hot wind blew in from the window, the boy turned over and sat up, his whole body was hot, and he was sweating profusely.

The memory passed through the hand of Ai Cao, pulling the Black Mountain Demon King back to the distant time and space.He happened to pass by a mountain house, maybe it was a gust of wind, maybe it was the poplar trees in front of the window that were so lush that they were about to become demons that attracted him.He saw that young man, he didn't look very good, but his breath of life was throbbing.So he took him away, he should absorb all his life, let him be lost forever, but by mistake, he made him a ghost, became his vigilante, or at the first sight, he had already buried his love Start.

How wonderful it would be if they were in love.However, what you want and you are always separated in a parallel world.It turned out that the hurt was so deep that even the tears were empty, and the eyes of Ai Cao were empty and black.

"Don't move, okay?"

The Black Mountain Demon King's voice is thick and powerful, and it has always been an order that cannot be refused, but this one is full of consideration: "I just hug you."

It is the most beautiful time in spring, the vine flowers are swaying in the wind, and occasionally the wind is strong, clusters of purple and pink petals are scattered all over the ground.

"Do you know why I built this house in Montenegro?" The voice of the Demon King of Montenegro sounded very gentle today.

The king's behavior today was unexplainably weird, Ai Cao just thought it was him being stupid, so he didn't bother to answer, he shook his head.

"When I had no spiritual power, I was still a mortal." The Black Mountain Demon King said softly, "I live in such a house."

There was a slight smile on the face of the Black Mountain Demon King, but it was a pity that his face was shrouded in black mist and no one could see it: living in such a house in the past, enjoying all the glory and leisure until old age, it might not be a joy.It's just that I chose another road later, and there was nowhere to turn back.

He held the hand of wormwood and said, "We will be together forever."

Ai Cao shook her head with a wry smile: "All gods have lonely spirits, and I will also have the day when my soul will perish. If I have reincarnation, who will remember who?"

This is the punishment left by the ancient gods to the Nanke world after they left the Nanke world: Legend has it that after the ancient gods created the Nanke world, the Nanke world once reached the most prosperous golden age, and all kinds of thoughts arose. All lost.Finally, the ancient god was furious, and he left a curse: there will be no immortality in Nanke Realm, not even a god.

In the long time, the ancient galaxy, the era of the ancient gods has long passed.As the demon king of Montenegro, he doesn't believe in this evil, he must live forever, he has already created a phoenix gem that can live forever, but let it slip away at the last moment.

The Black Mountain Demon King tightly squeezed the hand of Ai Cao: "My night watchman doesn't believe me?"

Yes, and that bead, wormwood said silently: what does it have to do with me.

"Go to the room." The Black Mountain Demon King led the stiff wormwood across the small bridge and returned to the study.

There is an iron pot in the small charcoal stove in the house, and white rice porridge is boiled in the pot, and a little bit of heat is gurgling from the porridge surface.On the small table next to it was a plate of mixed shredded bamboo shoots and a plate of scrambled eggs.

The breath of the secular world rushed towards his face, seeing this scene for the first time, the soul of Ai Cao calmed down a little, and he asked in a slight daze: "My lord, eat these meals."

"I can't eat fireworks in the world?" The Black Mountain Demon King put a smile on his lips, but it was a pity that the wormwood couldn't see it.

The natural fragrance of the rice porridge floated into the nose of the wormwood. Although he didn't need to eat it, he couldn't help but picked up the spoon by the stove and slowly stirred the porridge.

"You also know that the porridge will become sweeter and sweeter if you stir it slowly and carefully."

"When I was young, when my mother was cooking..." There was a clang, and the iron spoon was thrown casually.

He hated him for taking him away, he hated him for torturing him, he hated him for turning him into a bloodthirsty ghost who sucked the breath of the living.Ai Cao who lost his temper turned his head away, but the expected punishment did not fall.

I don't want to beat you anymore, even though you have been beaten by me many times because of your coldness and dead eyes.

You will not be reincarnated. After I kill you, I will bury your bones under the Black Mountain. Your bones have long been assimilated by the Black Mountain. You will never be able to leave this place. This is your destiny.

The Black Mountain Demon King sat by the small stove, picked up the iron spoon beside the pot, and cooked the porridge on his own.

The Demon King of Montenegro has always been a lunatic, and today he is extremely crazy.Worrying about what to do, Ai Cao looked around the room. In fact, he came to Yilanju very rarely, and stopped at the small bridge every time.

This room is called a bookstore, but there are very few books on the shelves.A Qingping Shantang story book was placed casually on the desk, and the wind came from the window, turning the pages of the book,

It is full of pictures, only two lines of small characters are left under the pictures.

He reads such books?Ai Cao seemed a little confused, but his eyes were quickly attracted by the album of beauties on the side of the desk.After flipping through the scrolls, there was no Arlo that he brought to Montenegro.

"The album of newly promoted beauties sent by Manager Sha early in the morning." The Black Mountain Demon King said casually.

Ai Cao wouldn't think that he was doing something bad, he raised his head to look at the Black Mountain Demon King and said, "The blood of the beauties in these paintings doesn't smell very good."

"Oh?"

"I brought back a new beauty yesterday. His blood scent is really alluring. I don't know if Director Sha asked a painter to paint him?"

The Demon King of Montenegro needs to replenish some beauty blood from time to time. As for why he needs to supplement, that is his secret.Of course, the more fragrant the beauty's blood, the better, so he became very interested in this beauty.

Time can only be distinguished by gray and black, it seems that the gray has deepened, and Arlo judged by this that it is already the afternoon of the second day.

I was forgotten, from night to morning, from morning to night, except for the appearance of that mysterious person, there was no human voice at other times.

The food delivery person that Director Sha mentioned never appeared at all.If it weren't for the Bigu Pill, people would starve to death.Arlo spooned the water from the water tank into the kettle in the small room. There was no hot rice, and of course there was no hot water.

He put the kettle on the table and sat down on the couch with his knees hugged.Everywhere in the house is full of beauty and splendor, such as the string of pearls hanging on the silver sand curtain on the couch, the golden wind chimes hanging on the golden red gauze curtain on the window, and the four screens inlaid with precious stones hanging on the wall. .

Compared with the previous greed for money, A Luo felt that he had restrained himself a lot. At least he would no longer use scissors to cut off strings of pearls, or pry precious stones with a knife...

That's because he knew that even if he worked hard to get it down, based on past experience, he couldn't take it away.

Arlo sat in fear and loneliness, always thinking that doing nothing was the greatest joy in life.But in this horrific waiting, every minute and every second seems to be hovering at hand before slowly leaving, which is simply a double torture.

Why didn't the man named Xun Mo come?Arlo didn't know why he convinced the other party from the bottom of his heart: he didn't mean anything malicious.

This feeling has been deeply rooted in his heart like a tree root: If he doesn't come, I will be turned into a stone sculpture.

But there seems to be something wrong. Why can't I remember a very close person?My brain suddenly throbbed.A piece there seemed to have been soaked by something, and then was covered for a while.It was a mess inside.

A Luo stood up suddenly: I can't think about it anymore, if I think about it any more, I'm going to go crazy, I have to find something to do, just make trouble for my captors.

With a wave of his hand, he tore off the brocade tablecloth on the round table neatly, put it on the chair, and spread a soft satin quilt on the couch on the floor...

So when the Black Mountain Demon King came to the room under the leadership of Director Sha, he stopped by the door unexpectedly.

The quilts on the couch were all spread on the floor, a wooden chair by the door was covered with red and green, and one of the four screens on the wall was forcibly removed. The originally pleasing wall suddenly became a beauty without arms...

What about people?Manager Sha was so anxious that he clutched his cheeks and limped into the house: behind the door, under the couch, in the small room...

Finally, a loud sound came from the terrace.

The Black Mountain Demon King waved his hand, and Manager Sha limped out after bowing and saluting.

A Luo, who was sitting on the terrace, watched the man in black robe approaching step by step: Bad luck is coming, but what about my panic?Am I freaking out?

"I'm the Demon King of Montenegro." The man sat cross-legged next to Arlo.

After a while, nothing unexpected happened.Arlo seemed to have recovered a little.He glanced at the Black Mountain Demon King and said in his heart: How good this guy will stay like this forever.

The sweet smell of blood permeates the air, and it has been a long time since I smelled such a delicious smell of blood.In the eyes of the Black Mountain Demon King, A Luo is a fat cake. It is rare that the beauty cake this time did not make all kinds of struggling actions like a mouse seeing a cat. Only then can the Montenegro Demon King bear his temper and taste it slowly , he must first observe its color, smell its taste, and then...

The Black Mountain Demon King rarely asked about A Luo's life experience.

A Luo is a soul wearer, how could he know the previous story, he replied without thinking: "My home is in Cangyan Mountain."

Does the name Cangyan Mountain sound familiar?It's not my home?Why do I say this name?

A Luo fell into stupidity again, so that he didn't hear clearly what the Black Mountain Demon King asked behind him.

This time brought back a silly beauty?The Black Mountain Demon King happily enjoyed the sweet air around him.

The blue canna beside the wall in front of them bloomed very enchantingly amidst the gray mist.The Black Mountain Demon King can even feel the winking eyes it casts, this flower is about to become a demon.If it was normal, he might be willing to offer a golden finger to give Montenegro another beautiful demon, but today the blood of the Alomi is too fragrant, and such fragrant blood made him lose interest in the flower demon.

Take A Luo back to the Temple of Silence first, and he wants to taste it slowly.