withered prosperity

"What did you say? What is that?" Yueying froze for a moment.

"You don't need to ask her, how does she know these things." Bo Shuang interrupted their conversation: "That's why she is the only one who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and thinks that she can become a god."

"You know, then tell me! It just happened to let me learn a lot."

"Heavenly Demon..." Bo Shuang swallowed unconsciously: "The master once talked about this matter, he said that there was no such thing as a heavenly demon among the ancient gods, and they only appeared in the world after the immortals ruled the world. It is not clear where it came from, and why it was born. But there is one point, whenever the demons appear in the world, the heavens and the earth will suffer a catastrophe. That is because the power of the demons is far superior to the gods and Buddhas, and it is enough to be equal to the gods. "Nine Revolutions of Heavenly Demon"..."

"Could it be a kind of kung fu that can become a heavenly demon after practicing?" Yueying naturally laughed at her: "It's so majestic, but I've never heard of it."

"This book is not for practicing the art of the celestial demon. The so-called 'Nine Turns' refers to the method of restraining the hostility of the celestial demon..." Bao Shuang looked like she couldn't hear her at all: "The celestial demon in the world There are only two times in tens of thousands of years. One is born by the Buddha, and the other is transformed by ghosts and immortals. These two times have caused great changes in the world, and the vitality has been greatly damaged from the fairy world to the Jiuyou. The master said, write this The author of this book should be one of the two of them, because there is a celestial demon in this book... The master also said that everything in the world has a chance, and maybe when this book reappears, a new celestial demon will be born the day..."

"Come on! Lord Bai Ze always talks nonsense on weekdays, and you yourself say that you can't take it seriously, but now you are here to use his words to talk things out." Yueying waved her hand: "What are the demons in this place? You can't even raise a monster of flowers and trees, who are you scaring here?"

Bao Shuang glanced at her, with an expression of disdain to talk to her.

"Cuiwei, why do you ask these irrelevant things?" Yueying asked Yan Hai with a pleasant face: "I thought you would ask me about the poison of the demon blood on your body..."

"I don't know if there is a way to resolve it?"

"Do you know how I survived after I fell into that abyss?" Yueying asked without answering: "You can think about it, the body I was attached to has been smashed, and there is nothing underneath, and I what can we do about it?"

"It's nothing more than attaching to snakes, insects, rats and ants, and living on the soil and rotting leaves."

"You're right, I don't know how hard it was to survive." Yueying sighed: "I told myself at the time, this might be the catastrophe I encountered before I was going to become a fairy. This is how to become a fairy through calamity!"

Yan Hai clenched the short sword in his hand.

"Actually, I liked you more than Yue Qingbi back then, because although you looked a little worse than her, you accepted the demon blood much faster than her. No matter what, you could persist for a few years longer than her." Yue Ying smiled: "But I never thought that you mortals like ants would dare to join forces to deceive me. It is obvious that it is a man disguised as a woman, but in the end it made me fall so hard."

"I won't kill you." She repeated this sentence, and then said: "The demon blood I left in your body has already penetrated deep into the marrow of your bones. As long as I want, you will become my blood puppet at any time. Want to kill you?"

But to her surprise, after she finished saying these words, Yan Hai not only did not tremble and cry bitterly, even the expression on his face did not change.

"Aren't you afraid?" She was very dissatisfied with Yan Hai's reaction, especially the way he looked down at her now. "Don't hold on, I know you're scared."

"A mortal like me is indeed humble and powerless in front of you." Yan Hai looked around at the two in front of him: "But there are many things I'm afraid of, but you are definitely not among them."

When he said "you", he suddenly turned his wrist, and the sharp dagger rushed towards Yueying's face.

The speed at which Yan Hai drew the sword could not be described as unpleasant, but Yueying still grabbed the sword in one go, and then the sword turned into powder in her hands.

"Do you think you can use the same method to kill me a second time?" She smiled so hard that her face was distorted: "You still said you are not afraid, I think you are scared out of your wits!"

She drew a small wind blade with her hand, and threw it towards Yan Hai's shoulder, obviously intending to break his arm first, rather than kill him immediately.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt her feet tremble.The wind blade missed his aim and flew over Yan Hai's cheek, only cutting off a few strands of his hair.

Yueying didn't care about these things either, she panicked and lowered her head to look down at her feet.

Although she didn't see anything unusual, she was sure that her feet had indeed shaken just now.

The first thing she suspected was Bo Shuang.

"Bo Shuang, is it you..." Just as she said this, her voice stopped abruptly.

A round object rolled in front of her, and when it stopped, Bao Shuang's wide eyes were exposed.

The expression on Bao Shuang's head stayed at the moment of extreme shock.

A person stepped over her body that was still in place, and walked towards this side step by step.

Every time he took a step, the keel would tremble, just like what Yueying felt just now.

This person didn't appear out of thin air, Yueying had already seen him before.

He followed Bo Shuang, as if being controlled by Bo Shuang.

Bo Shuang has always been very good at this kind of spell, and she was inspired by Bo Shuang to raise those blood puppets.

Therefore, she didn't take this person seriously.

He's just a mortal...but Bao Shuang's head has been cut off, is he really a mortal?

As he approached, Yueying took a few steps back vigilantly.

"Stop!" She shouted, "Who are you?"

The man seemed to have not heard at all, and still walked towards here.

The severed head of Baoshuang on the ground blinked, then turned around on the spot and looked at that person.

"Bo Shuang, who is he?" Yueying asked quickly when she saw her move.

"You asked me what I did, how would I know? He just fell into my puppet technique..." I don't know if it was because his throat was cut, but Bao Shuang's voice was very sharp and unpleasant: "He came in from the outside Yes, came in with them."

The man stopped suddenly, he stretched out his hand, pulled out a thin vine-like thing behind his ear, and threw it to the ground.

"I even forgot, you are the spirit of plants and trees, you cannot be killed by beheading your head." His voice was deep and sweet. "Just now I heard her say that using fire is fine, let's try!"

After he finished speaking, he spread out his palm, and a black flame burned in his palm.

The flame was thrown onto the body behind him, and it actually burned violently.

The screams from Bao Shuang's head were simply creepy.

The man's dark green eyes looked over, and then he raised his hand.

Yueying thought that he was going to burn his head together, so she moved to the side, trying to get away from it.

But just as one of her feet lifted, the other followed suit.

Yueying floated up involuntarily, and seemed to be bound by something, unable to move at all.

This involuntary feeling terrified her.

"Is there anything you can't talk about properly?" She said to that person, "You have a grudge against that bitch, Bao Shuang? I also have a grudge against her. If you kill her, it's just..."

The man suddenly smiled. He has outstanding looks, and he is also very good-looking when he smiles.

Yueying felt relieved.

The next moment, her whole body was also loosened, and she quickly fell down.

Then she felt a sharp pain, something pierced her shoulder.

That person finally walked in front of her, and Yueying was nailed to a sharp keel.

"Didn't you guys still talk about me just now?" The man maintained a smile and told her, "You can call me...'Tianmo'."

Those eyes were like crimson soaked in blood, exuding a dim light.