usatvline 316 Master, I am offended 1
316 Master, I am offended 1
Ruan Junhuai, who was sitting above the water curtain, squinted his eyes at the person who came in. He didn't know why this person gave him a familiar feeling.
Nan Feng saw the strangeness and inquiry in Ruan Junhuai's eyes and frowned slightly. It seemed that the demonic energy of the Demonic Pool was too strong to blur Ruan Junhuai's memory.
"Ahuai, come here." Nanfeng stretched out his hand, and the bloodstains on his sleeves seemed to sting Ruan Junhuai's eyes.
Ruan Junhuai stood up and walked down the steps formed by the pool barefoot. When he reached the edge of the pool, he seemed to hesitate for a moment and was about to take a step.
The next second, he was dragged and picked up. His clothes had long been dried by the demonic energy. The warm breath from Nanfeng's body continued to permeate his cold skin, bringing waves of shivers.
The air was filled with the smell of blood. It couldn't possibly be that guardian's. He didn't even have the chance to bleed.
That was Nanfeng's. Ruan Junhuai was held by Nanfeng and was a little taller than Nanfeng. He put his hands on the man's strong shoulders and lowered his head to look at him.
I immediately fell into the blue ocean. I didn't feel the sharp ice, but rather the warm feeling of the afternoon sun.
"Don't you recognize Master?" Nan Feng's lips, which had lost some color, slowly opened.
After hearing this, Ruan Junhuai's mind flashed through several fragments: the person on the tree full of peach blossoms was extremely graceful...
"Master...?" Ruan Junhuai whispered, tilting his head as if he was really thinking about where he had seen this person before.
Seeing that he was still sane, Nanfeng freed one hand and crushed the elixir he had obtained with great difficulty through his spiritual power and passed it into Ruan Junhuai's body to help him suppress the mental disturbance brought by the evil spirit.
Ruan Junhuai suddenly felt some palpitations and cried out in pain, "It hurts..."
The spiritual herbs circulated throughout the body and would eliminate the negative effects of the demonic energy. However, it would be very painful, a pain that most people could hardly endure. However, Nanfeng had been raising Ruan Junhuai for the past few years, and those spiritual foods and tempering were all within his calculations.
It shouldn't have hurt so much. Nan Feng thought something was wrong. He raised his hand to check Ruan Junhuai's pulse, but the next second his neck was pinched by an icy hand, which was even more powerful.
"What did you do to me?" Ruan Junhuai looked at Nanfeng with his scarlet eyes without any emotion. It turned out that he had been acting all along, waiting for Nanfeng to let down his guard.
What a new Demon Lord who is good at seeking benefits and avoiding harm
With the strength of the demonic energy in Ruan Junhuai's body, becoming the Demon Lord is just a matter of beating up some people. It is only a matter of time before he becomes the new Demon Lord.
The air they breathe in gradually becomes thinner. The neck is extremely fragile, no matter whether it is for a cultivator, a mortal or a demon cultivator. No one will easily expose their weakness to the enemy.
But Ruan Junhuai was not Nanfeng's enemy, and he never set up defenses against Ruan Junhuai.
The originally pale face finally turned red due to lack of oxygen. There was no fear in Nanfeng's eyes, only gentleness and calmness. He didn't seem to be afraid that the man surrounded by evil spirits in front of him would really strangle him to death.
"Ah... Huai..." Nanfeng's voice was hoarse, and it could even be said that the two words were squeezed out.
Chu Hanxi, who was hiding in the dark, was really afraid that his good brother would risk his life to kill his master. However, looking at Ruan Junhuai, it seemed that he had forgotten about Immortal Master Fuyao. If he went out, he might not be able to save Immortal Master Fuyao, and he would also die. What should he do?
That's right! Chu Hanxi thought of something...
The two words "Nanfeng" seemed to burn Ruan Junhuai's hand, and the strength immediately loosened. He let go of his hand and quickly put it behind his back, but his eyes stared at Nanfeng without admitting defeat, like a kitten who had done something wrong and looked at his owner with confidence.
The air rushed into the south wind again, forcing him to kneel on the ground with Ruan Junhuai to relax for a while. The dignified Fuyao Immortal Venerable was almost strangled to death by his own disciple with his bare hands. If this were spread out, no one would believe it.
"I don't care what you put into my body, but I want you to be my forbidden lover." Ruan Junhuai didn't think there was anything wrong with sitting on the man's lap. He liked the feeling of being close to Nanfeng. The flower fragrance on his body made him addicted.
Although he, as the descendant of the Heavenly Demon, did not have any other desires, he somehow felt a special intimacy with this white-haired beauty.
Forbidden?
Nan Feng raised his eyes and his breath finally calmed down. "Evil disciple, do you want to betray your master and ancestors?!"
He doesn't mind playing with his Ah Huai——
"Evil disciple?" Ruan Junhuai seemed to be very afraid of getting dirty, and was unwilling to get up and walk barefoot on the ground. His white and translucent fingertips lightly rested on Nanfeng's chin and lifted it up.
Looking down at the spotless Immortal Venerable in front of him, he said, "No matter when I became your disciple, you can't escape the fate of becoming my forbidden lover. Let me think, are you...Fuyao Immortal Venerable?"
Perhaps the memory was not completely erased, he still remembered the name of Nanfeng.
"The Immortal Venerable was imprisoned by his former disciple. If the other immortal sects knew about it, what would their expressions be? It's very interesting to think about it, right, Master?" Ruan Junhuai smiled wantonly with his eyebrows curved.
She leaned slightly closer to Nanfeng, and put her bright red lips on Nanfeng's earlobe and sucked it lightly. She felt the person under her was a little stiff, and then she smiled softly and spoke.
"If Master doesn't agree, then I will slaughter the entire immortal sect to take Master to the demon clan. How about that?" In Ruan Junhuai's chaotic memories, he thought that a proud son of heaven like Nanfeng, who was as gentle as the breeze and the bright moon, cared most about the sect and the world.
Nan Feng pursed his lips and said nothing. He turned his head away as if feeling humiliated. The only words that came out of his mouth to scold him were the dry words "How insolent!"
Ruan Junhuai was pleased by his appearance and raised his hand to do something.
Chu Hanxi suddenly appeared and said, "Xiao Huai! Don't make the same mistake again! He is your most beloved master. You humiliated him like this. Have you thought about how to deal with it after you regain your sanity?"
As he spoke, he slowly approached Nanfeng and the other two without leaving any trace, holding a token in his hand behind his back, and his tone was still coaxing.
"Look, there's blood all over the ground under Immortal Fuyao. If you don't save him, he'll die. If he dies, you'll be sad and in pain. Xiao Huai, can you save Immortal Fuyao first?"
It wasn't that Chu Hanxi was bluffing, but Nanfeng's body was really covered in blood. Ruan Junhuai finally remembered the smell of blood he had just smelled. He looked down and saw that the blood on Nanfeng's waist and abdomen had even stained his body, but he was dressed in black and couldn't see it at all.
The large amount of blood stained Ruan Junhuai's eyes red, making him lose consciousness for a moment.
Master...
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Hanxi grabbed Nanfeng's shoulders, crushed the token behind him, and instantly disappeared in front of Ruan Junhuai.
Ruan Junhuai knelt on the ground. The air was filled with the smell of corruption, and he could no longer feel the familiar and warm body temperature.
Dirty...still dirty...
His eyes were stained with darkness, and anger and confusion spread rapidly like a surging black tide. His hand hanging in the air unconsciously clenched into a fist, his knuckles turning white, and trembling slightly from excessive force, as if he was about to crush this inheritance place into pieces in the next second.
In an instant, a strong demonic energy gushed out from the pores all over his body uncontrollably. The inky black mist swirled and surged wildly, enveloping him completely.
The evil spirits seemed to have life, twisting and swaying with their fangs and claws, making bursts of creepy howling, like the roar of evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hell.
His figure was looming in the shroud of demonic energy, his black hair was lifted by an invisible force and danced wildly, and his eyes, which should have been full of vitality, had now completely turned into a bright and dazzling blood red, like a ruby dripping with blood. Against the backdrop of the dark demonic energy, he looked even more eerie and terrifying, like a ghost climbing out of the abyss of hell. Wherever he passed, it seemed as if even the air was frozen by the chill.
Very good! Very good! If you dare to deceive him, then let all the people and immortals be buried with them!
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Huai Huai was infected by the evil spirit and became a little darker, so he couldn't remember Nan Nan. After all, the originally rational little apprentice Huai Huai couldn't do anything forbidden by Q~
I'll regain my sanity, don't worry, I plan to play a few chapters~