IX Cultivation

Chapter 58

Nothing was said. "

"Heh..." Qingming smiled, "Why are you so afraid of me again? But just to ask, are you about to cry?" Qingming seemed to have returned to his usual easy-talking appearance, smiling and stroking his hand The standing black crow scratched the black crow's feathers with his slender fingertips.

But Bai Xian doesn't quite believe Qing Ming's smile anymore, he is still very scared, so he has no choice but to say nothing.

"Okay, be obedient, am I helping you?" Qing Ming seemed to love the black crow in his hand, and the black crow nestled comfortably in Qing Ming's palm, and with that sharp blow, it could pierce through a hundred-year-old man. The beak of the tree lightly slid across Qingming's fingertips, "We are standing in the same boat now, helping each other, it is good for us, isn't it?"

Bai Xian nodded.

"You don't have to worry about what he will do to you. He always feels that he is still superior, and he doesn't want to talk to Mozun about it. You just need to quietly put my nematodes on him when I notify you. That's it, it's very simple, a moment of... small things."

"The little nematodes will eat away his skin little by little. By the way, it was agreed to destroy his face. At that time, his face will be full of bumpy and crawling nematodes, and it will also come from the eyeballs. Pass through, and then reproduce a little bit, more and more, more and more..."

"Just like this." Qing Ming gently patted the black crow in the palm of his hand, but the feathers on the black crow fell off all of a sudden, and scattered lightly all over the ground, the remaining flesh was covered with dense black nematodes, agitating , twisting, "See? It's perfect."

Bai Xian almost vomited, all he saw was a lump of flesh wriggling with black worms!

He even thought that he might become like this too, after all, there are worms in his body now, and it was Qing Ming who asked him to find a chance to put them on that man.

It wasn't very good to watch a performance, and it was very unappetizing, but after the very excited performance by the performer, Bai Xian was a little weak, and finally calmed down, but he always remembered the scene just now and the way that man looked at him.

"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, Qing Ming asked Bai Xian, and threw away the ball in his hand, clapped his hands, and slapped away the unnecessary dust.

Baixian Nuonuo stood at the same spot, hadn't moved since entering the house, and replied obediently: "I think... that fox."

"What happened to him?"

Bai Xian said: "I always feel...Master Qingming seems to hate that man very much."

"That's right, he is the stumbling block for our Demon Lord to occupy the Six Realms, a slut who can only lie, a lascivious old fox who likes to hook up and play with each other."

"This..." Bai Xian was speechless after listening to Qing Ming's flat words, and his sense of disobedience also swelled strangely, "That's it."

"Otherwise?" Qing Ming sneered.

Bai Xian muttered in a low voice: "I thought you... knew each other before."

Qingming smiled indifferently: "How is that possible, Bai Xian, you are really cute." After finishing speaking, Qingming stretched, walked to the bed, patted his side, and said, "Come here."

Bai Xian understood, as he passed by, he wondered in his heart that Guardian Qingming had a quirk, when he was resting, he always liked to rest on other people's laps, if he didn't wait for him to wake up and act on his own initiative, he would die miserably immediately , You have to wait for Qingming to wake up by himself, and then get tired of others for a long time before asking to move.

Bai Xian consciously sat on the bed, watching Qing Ming just put his pillow on it, and put his hands on the other's hair carefully, the touch of his hands was cold and silky, really very comfortable, but Bai Xian was very worried about being alone. The hand was heavy, and the other party cut off his own hand.

But the good thing is that I don't have to bear Qingming's desire to protect the Dharma for a while.

Qing Ming, who was resting on his lap, was exceptionally docile today. She turned to face his lower abdomen, and rubbed it slightly. Inexplicably, Bai Xian felt a little blushing, and the movements of her hands became lighter, but in the next second, she heard Qing Ming Ming's questioning voice:

"It smells good."

Bai Xian was taken aback, smelled his arm, but didn't smell anything, and wondered that he didn't take any flower petal bath at all, then suddenly remembered something, and said: "It should be the smell from the demon king's room. ..."

After finishing speaking, Bai Xian was pushed away by Qing Ming, Bai Xian was puzzled, but Qing Ming's guardian said indifferently: "I'm smoked, go take a bath."

Bai Xian was puzzled, but was struck by the chill in Qing Ming's eyes, his heart stopped beating, and he used magic to leave.

The rest of the room, Qing Ming, didn't intend to wait for Bai Xian to come back, put on his clothes, and went to find another companion bed, when he left, he didn't look back, his eyes were dark green.

……

On the other side, just as Wan Ling took his hand away from the barrier, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the center of the layers of ripples and grabbed the man's wrist. The man reflexively wanted to break free, but he didn't expect that A person is pulled out from the transparent barrier.

Take a closer look, it's not Tanlang!

Mozun stared at his beloved 'Madam' with bloodshot eyes, and asked with a smile, "Baby, what are you going to do?"

"Huh?" Mozun Tanlang was very puzzled, the corners of his thin lips under the bridge of his delicate nose slightly raised, "It's dangerous outside, it's better not to go out casually..."

Wan Ling's hand was squeezed tightly, the young man's hand was clearly smaller than the man's, but his strength was terrifying, the bones pinched by the man's hand seemed to be crushed together and were about to break.

Immortal Wan Ling blinked slowly, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward obediently and leaned into the arms of the young man standing in the air, and said, "You hurt me."

The young man immediately loosened his grip, and his smile grew stronger. He wrapped his other hand around the waist of the Wanling Immortal, and said, "Fat fox, act coquettishly."

"Isn't it possible?"

The Mozun kissed the man's painful hand just now, and said dotingly: "Of course, come as you like, I like it."

100. Either happiness or destruction.

What kind of disgusting and obsessive thing is liking?

Probably because I was so nervous that I was about to suffocate after seeing that person. When I was approached, my whole body felt hot and I could smell the smell from the tip of my nose. Don't want to share, don't want to make do, don't want to just hide in a dark corner like a fool.

So, what do you do when you like someone?

To possess him, care for him, love him, give him everything you can give him, let him know how much you want him, and you must take it if you don't want it!Go fuck, fuck, fuck!Go and tell all the love words about your love for him in his ear, let him only have his eyes, just like you only have him in your eyes.

Finally?

At last……

Either happiness or destruction.

Happiness is that you are together, like the ending that appears every time in a fairy tale, the prince and the prince live happily together, with smiles, flowers and blessings, of course, if your lover is willing, then you can A child is born every year, and after a thousand years, a new country may be born.

There may be a small quarrel between you, but never let the quarrel survive the next day, and solve it at night!

This kind of happiness does not allow deception, no third party, no concealment and the slightest desire to know other people.You can openly and clearly understand everything about your lover, inside and out, past and present lives, including the flow direction of power in the soul!

Your lover is completely yours, this is happiness.

The word destruction is too easy to understand, but Tanlang doesn't want such an ending. He and his fat fox should have a happy ending. He has worked so hard, hasn't he?

— such as trying to apologize.

Tanlang's life experience is actually clichéd, but the facts are like this, his human mother and the former Demon Lord who turned into a human and came to the world for a spring breeze.

The process is also very simple, but they are abandoned after birth, and when they live in the human world to the age where they know how to do bad things to fill their stomachs, they are picked up by monsters and brought back to the demon world. slaves, eating dead rats and rotting human fingers.

Greedy wolf is useless in the demon world, it is dirty and weak, and the little blood flowing in his body prevents him from becoming a toy for the demons to vent, but it is also because of this little blood that he cannot leave at will demon world.

Escaping was planned a long time ago, the young man was never afraid of death, but how could he be willing to come to this world for nothing? !

His revenge, his hatred, his pain and struggle, should make all those who have given him these things go round one by one!

Tanlang still believes to this day that his fat fox saved him because of fate, it was a blessing from the heavens after all the hardships and hardships that he had given him.

His fat fox is really strange, a fox who always says something wrong and has a straight tail.

Can sing some melodies I've never heard before, can say some really childish things at times, kind-hearted bordering on stupid, nice to anyone enough to make him jealous.

Before Tanlang got the power of Hei Sheli, Tanlang couldn't even say "like" because of his own weakness. After he got the power, he was rejected by the people of Fat Fox's natal family. Things men get angry about.

Tanlang who got the power of black relics has always been Tanlang himself, not thinking that Wan Ling's self-consciousness has occupied his body, but in Tanlang's distorted thoughts, he forced himself to imagine himself in order to make himself feel better. The two fell in love with the fat fox, and successfully deceived himself.

Such pathological brain circuits have not survived the deepening of deep sleep for thousands of years