Fox spirit's self-cultivation

When the word Mianxia was uttered, the breath of Jin Abacus changed faintly. In front of Kong Lingxiao, who already knew the identity of the Demon King, the subordinates of the Demon King no longer concealed their true appearance, and their attitude was more polite, but they also carried the order of the Demon World A unique sense of oppression.

Kong Lingxiao saw no surprise, opened his closed eyes, and got out of the car.

What appeared in front of him was a deep forest, a forest completely shrouded in darkness, the lights could not shine into the depths of the forest, it seemed that there was something terrible hidden, only faint music played in the depths of the forest.

Kong Lingxiao's eyes penetrated the darkness and landed on a certain point.

At the heart, the brand that belonged to the devil gradually became hot, and a vague induction was born immediately, as if it was entangled with someone in the depths of the darkness, and the other's urgent and anxious thoughts burned Kong Lingxiao's heart along the brand.

He is also waiting for him.

He's been waiting for him to come.

At this moment, Kong Lingxiao really felt that person's affection for him, but it was still not clear enough. Kong Lingxiao's heart was pounding, almost jumping out of his chest, and a kind of joy as if he had been rescued from a desperate situation came to his heart.

He pressed his heart and took a step forward.

I am coming.

As a sacrifice of the devil king, I respond to your call and go to the place agreed with you.

Here I am, I will listen to your voice, and I will tell you my love.

At first, he walked slowly step by step, but the forest in front of him seemed out of reach. The beating of his heart became louder and louder, and finally Kong Lingxiao ran straight away.

Even if that person is a devil, even if that person doesn't love him, he can't leave him.

He can't lie to himself, and he can't lie to that person, he is greedy for him, yearns for him, and within a short time of separation, he can't sleep at night, and he doesn't know what to eat.

From the beginning to the end, it wasn't that Zheng Xuanli needed his protection, but that he needed Zheng Xuanli.

The dark forest showed its true face to Kong Lingxiao.

In the forest where giant beasts were dormant, the moment Kong Lingxiao stepped into it, the lights were brightly lit. Countless fireflies glowed together, lighting up every leaf and the flowers under the tree.

In the seemingly dark and terrifying jungle in the distance, there are no monsters dormant at all, and there is only a sea of ​​flowers that seems to have no end in sight.

The white roses bowed their heads quietly, and the moment Kong Lingxiao walked through the darkness and stood beside the flowers, all the flowers bloomed together again.

In the middle of the garden, stood a black shadow with its back to Kong Lingxiao.

Kong Lingxiao froze, he walked through the flowers, and when he reached out his hand to touch the tall figure, the shadow suddenly shattered.

"Zheng Xuanli...I miss you...I miss you so much..."

Kong Lingxiao said in a daze.

As the words fell, the flowers in the garden changed color. At first they were pure white flowers, but slowly, as if an invisible hand brushed by, the color of the flames dyed the pure roses red, and a pale hand Pick the most colorful flower and present it to Kong Lingxiao.

The scent of roses gradually permeated, and Kong Lingxiao took the flower among the fireflies that filled the sky like stars.

"Forgive me, my love?"

An indifferent male voice sounded as Rose was taken over, and at the same time, a pair of invisible arms wrapped around Kong Lingxiao's waist.

Zheng Xuanli pondered how to explain his lover's intentions.

"sorry."

Unexpectedly, it was Kong Lingxiao who spoke first, his hands were trembling, and he held the hands around his waist, "I shouldn't have stabbed you with the sword, do you still feel pain?"

He has never complained about Zheng Xuanli, so he can't talk about forgiveness.

He can't lie to himself, and he can't lie to others.He thought that he could firmly stick to his duty as a demon hunter, but when he returned to the Demon Hunter Association and lied to everyone, his heart that deviated from reason had already firmly stood here with Zheng Xuanli.

At some point, Zheng Xuanli quietly became his bottom line and everything to him.

Obsessed.

"It hurts, it really hurts."

A deep voice blew past the ears, and the cloud-like demon king emerged from the darkness. This time, he did not change any disguise, and he revealed his original appearance in front of his lover.

Gloomy, without any vitality, like a stone sculpture, even the voice has a kind of ethereal emptiness: "It hurts so much, I need you to kiss it to get better."

Kong Lingxiao's body tensed up.

"sorry."

"You never have to say sorry to me, you are my heart."

In the next second, pale and bloodless lips kissed the young witcher, without any haste, from the forehead to the eyebrows, to the lips, and finally stopped on the side of the neck.

A hand pressed on Kong Lingxiao's chest, covering Kong Lingxiao's hand that covered the demon king's brand.

Fingers intertwined, Zheng Xuanli's breath was cold and filled with a kind of repressed madness.

Kong Lingxiao's heart trembled.

This is a completely different feeling than when we get along with each other normally.

The body close to him was tight and hard, familiar but with a completely different force, entangled inch by inch.

Domineering, stubborn, and with a dark ghostly aura.

It's like the first time he saw the portrait that gave birth to a monster.

The moment the portrait smiled at him, maybe Zheng Xuanli began to take root in his heart?

Kong Lingxiao lowered his eyes, allowing his thoughts to sink into the breath of the lover who had changed shape and appearance.

Zheng Xuanli held Kong Lingxiao's hand with one hand, and stroked the side neck of the young man who had thrown himself into the net with the other hand, but he still had the other hand, which was unbuttoning Kong Lingxiao, gently stroking the mark on his chest.

The demon king's imprint was scorching hot, but the falling finger was bitingly cold.

The suit jacket fell to the ground.

Then, the shirt fell from the neck without a sound, and the cuff buttons were meticulously buttoned, tightly sticking to Leng Bai's wrist.

Night Breeze unscrupulously began to kiss the young man's shoulders, which were as strong as sculptures.

"Are you afraid of me?"

asked the devil.

Kong Lingxiao's lips trembled, and a blush gradually surfaced on his cheeks: "I'm not afraid."

He has completely resigned to his fate.

Once by accident, the brand of the devil's bride was engraved on his chest, and he became the sacrifice of the devil, but now, he willingly dedicated himself to Zheng Xuanli and to the devil in front of him.

He couldn't lose Zheng Xuanli, his heart was beating because of this person, beating because of this person, and stinging because of this person.Even if the Demon King was really playing tricks on him maliciously, he was willing to do so.

Sweet as sweet.

Once you get stuck in it, you can no longer pull it out.His heart no longer belonged to him, and he held it in his own hands and dedicated it to this man.

He is the sacrifice of the Demon King.

A low laugh came, and an even colder breath kissed Kong Lingxiao, holding Kong Lingxiao's hand with one hand, caressing that handsome and cold face inch by inch.

It seemed to be an exquisite jade carving, with warm and moist tentacles, but with the slow touch, cracks appeared under the intact skin.

"Ling Xiao, look at me."

Zheng Xuanli's voice was tense, and he sat on his lap with the young man in his arms.

Facing each other, Kong Lingxiao was almost kneeling and sitting in a bush of blooming flowers. The branches of these flowers were soft, and they quietly put away all the small thorns, allowing the separated couple to talk to each other in the bushes.

Under the hands and knees, there are soft petals, but what the eyes touch is a face that has lost the human camouflage.

Zheng Xuanli's body looks like a human being, but in fact, it is just a container that seals the demon king's soul, and it will show the most authentic appearance according to the shape of the soul.

After all, he couldn't be a human being. After the soul and body were completely fused, the body was transformed into an extremely powerful body. At the same time, it also fully revealed the appearance of Zheng Xuanli's soul.

Scarred.

It is still that handsome and unparalleled face. After all, the main body is a statue that has been carefully carved. After many years of practice, under the washing of aura and demon power, his soul has no impurities, and the face he presents has no flaws. , the entire body, even a single hair, every grain is perfect in human vision.

However, the cracks imprinted under the skin told Kong Lingxiao that the person in front of him was a monster crawling out from the darkest after being destroyed.

Every inch of skin seemed to be torn apart and then forcibly healed together. Even the most handsome face, against the cracks that shone like magma, looked hideous and weird.

Zheng Xuanli's face was cold, he dragged the sacrifice he personally captured around his body.

"This is the real me. The perfection you like, everything you like, are all fake, all once."

Kong Lingxiao's lips trembled, his eyes trembled as he looked at the cold but unpopular man, an unspeakable pain swept over his whole body, even the mark on his chest was so painful that it seemed to be on fire.

It broke our hearts.

It wasn't the Demon King's feelings, it was his. After thinking about how the scars on the person in front of him were caused, he couldn't control the pain.

It was more painful than being crushed countless times, so painful that he didn't know what to do, he could only lower his head and kiss the scars with tears.

Zheng Xuanli took the trembling hand of the young man and put it on his chest that did not rise and fall.

"You're right, I don't know pain, I don't know love, I'm a monster."

"I don't even have a heart."

After this body was fused with demon energy, the human heart also disappeared.

Because he is a demon king, a demon king without a heart.

His body was shattered, and his soul was also torn apart in the darkness, so the Demon King was incomplete from the very beginning.

Kong Lingxiao was already in tears, so painful that he wished he could faint.

When he stabbed that sword, he resented the devil's ruthlessness, resented his expressionless face, and resented him for not knowing how to keep him.

But now, he would rather fall in love with a monster who doesn't understand love and pain. Maybe that way, Zheng Xuanli won't be so sad and wronged.

This time, although the tone was still calm, the brand hovering on his chest conveyed all the confusion and grievance of the demon king to Kong Lingxiao.

Yeah, he hurts too, he had a heart too.

However, the current him is a heartless demon king.

What exactly happened to turn his lover, this man who didn't even understand confusion and grievance, into a superior demon king?

Everything in the world has a cause and effect and a price.

——This was taught by the elder brother to Kong Lingxiao, but the elder brother never said what price to pay to become the devil king.

Now Kong Lingxiao got a glimpse of the truth.

What price does the devil have to pay to become a king and possess that terrifying power?

Don't dare to think about it, and you can't think about it.

If he thinks about it any more, his heart will really break.

"You are not a monster, you are my true love and my king, it doesn't matter if you don't love me, I love you, as long as you know that I love you."