I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You're All After My Heart!

Chapter 41

Foreign demons are different from demons. Instead of calling them demons, they should be called aliens.

The cultivation world is divided into three thousand worlds, while foreign demons live in nothingness outside the cultivation world. Their cultivation does not need spiritual power, but relies on the power of blood and the Qi of chaos.

The friars called these aliens extraterritorial demons, but they themselves thought they were the descendants of ancient gods and demons. They were born with racial talent and divine power, which was completely different from the fragile human babies. Therefore, they despised the friars who absorbed the spirit of heaven and earth to practice, and thought that the human friars were the Dalits of the lower world.

Ordinary friars have little chance to get in touch with foreign demons. You should know that friars can only break through the void briefly when they reach Yuanying and turn into gods to really walk in the void..

For most monks, foreign demons can be called legends, and they are very terrible legends.

But similarly, for high-level friars, foreign demons are very good puppet materials. The weak and beautiful among them are often captured by humans and sold at a high price as concubines.

The blood and skin of foreign demons can improve the quality of pills, and even help to refine utensils.

There are endless treasures in the void, which makes the monks eager.

Every three hundred years, Sanxian will be able to open the cracks in the void and distribute magic tools that can let Huashen walk in the void for half a year with supreme cultivation, so that the unique talents among the monks can enter with magic tools, look for opportunities and fight with foreign demons.

However, once the friars below Huashen lose their magic tools, they will not live for half an hour in the void. Therefore, every time they enter, they often fight each other for treasures.

Especially with the excuse of the heavy natural enemy of foreign demons, the disciples of the top forces who usually dare not offend have also become hunting targets. Who knows whether you died at the hands of monks or under demons.

None of those who can survive the three hundred years of the war of emptiness is not the best. The genius among the geniuses, amazing an era, either flying to success, or creating a great force and becoming the master looked up to by all practitioners.

As a royal family among foreign demons, Xin Ye's identity is unspeakable. He has almost nothing to do with 300 years of disputes, just like those Sanxian who advocate all things in the cultivation world.

Similarly, this makes Xin ye despise the cultivators hundreds of times more than the ordinary demon nobles. The ordinary demon nobles regard people as Dalits and treat people as human beings. In Xin Ye's eyes, they are mole ants.

More hateful than being bullied by dogs, the God of heaven was trampled on his face by a mole ant.

Xin Ye's secret method of cultivation is not the best time to break through at this moment. If you break through now and let your accomplishments leak, you will be eaten back, but Xin Ye can't care so much.

No one can understand that kind of grievance and resentment.

"Chu Wuqing, you should bear God's anger..."

"Ah!"

Xinye uttered a scream, a scream that was extremely inconsistent with his identity.

This kind of scream belongs to the wild women in the mountain village, the reckless men, and the inferior people. When they see the great power that only hears its name and dares to look up to it, they do not belong to a god demon royal family.

Where there is half a high dignity, where there is half a contempt for ordinary people.

But this sound, so subconsciously, belongs to the instinct of life. It is an instinct that no person or creature can escape. It has nothing to do with birth and status.

As a member of the royal family, Xin Ye has seen too many beauties. Even his own appearance is gorgeous. It can be said that he is immune to the word beauty, but at this moment, all the beauties he has seen in his Millennium life are subverted in his eyes.

He had seen thousands of mountains covered with emerald trees and magnificent peaks, which could not compare with the long eyebrows provoked by contempt in front of him.

He had seen the fairy peach in yaochi, burning for a hundred thousand miles, which was not comparable to the lips provoked by arrogance in front of him.

He saw the surging lake and thousands of images, but it couldn't compare with the eye wave of the people in front of him

It seems that only when we see the youth in front of us can we understand what is true beauty and what is the creation of heaven and earth.

What is the ancient population's "increase by one point is long, decrease by one point is short", which can not be described in any language.

"No," Xin Ye suddenly realizes something. The person in front of him is not the illusion of his obsession, but the one he hates most, the one he wants to destroy.

But at the moment of realizing it, it's too late. That wisp of cultivation has been sent out!

Chu Wuqing knows that Xin Ye must scold him in his heart, but so what? He likes the way others scold him in his heart, but he can't resist. It's very interesting to tease him.

Originally thought that Xin ye would yell at his approaching, but miraculously, Xin Ye didn't make a sound this time.

"No, it's broken like this?" Chu Wuqing sneered. He couldn't. the legendary foreign demons would be so fragile, especially this one is still one of the royal families.

Most importantly, as his master, he didn't feel the irreparable damage of his shield. Is he holding back a big move or thinking of some new words to scold him?

Chu Wuqing felt very happy when he thought that the royal family among the demons would one day be poor in swearing words in addition to being his shield.

No matter how much Xin Ye hates, he can only obey his orders. As for the future? He can't live for 300 years. He doesn't care about future revenge. Of course, it's how cool he is now and how to do it.

Chu Wuqing stops in front of Xin Ye, laughs and stretches out his feet. He wants to kick and see what interesting reaction Xin Ye will have.

When his toes almost touched, the immovable human shield flew up.

But the time for the body to hang in the air was very short, but in a flash, Xin Ye's body fell back to the ground from the air again.

A lot of blood gushes out of Xin Ye's mouth. If you want to recover the cultivation, you need to pay a higher price.

Chu Wuqing's eyes narrowed. He wasn't thinking about new words, but wanted to get rid of his bondage.

But the blood contract he made was all that he had in the last life. How could he break free? It was just a waste of effort.

Don't think about it. Chu Wuqing can know how Xinye should scold at this moment. He must have lit his soul hundreds of times in his heart.

But so what? No matter how beautiful he thinks, the reality is as cruel as ever. Chu Wuqing steps on Xin Ye's arm and laughs: "Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong, why do you do meaningless things? Why do you hate me so much? You should thank me. Not because of me, you have long become a pill in someone else's bottle and the decoration on the magic weapon. How can you be as complete as now? You even get the opportunity to remove the seal and be quick to speak." for this, you have also spent a huge price of hundreds of spirit stones.

Chu Wuqing's foot stepped on Linyi's arm and moved to his chest. The gap between building the foundation and transforming God was like a natural moat. Even if Chu Wuqing used all his cultivation, he couldn't break Xin Ye's fur, or even feel a little pain. He just itched like a feather and scratched it gently.

It scratched on the chest and brought an electric touch. It seemed that even the air became dry and hot.

Looking up from such an angle, you can even see the fall of silver hair, the small opening and closing, and the little red tongue slightly exposed when opening and closing. I don't know whether the feeling of the hair sweeping through the chest is the same as the toes, which makes people's hearts boil.

Xin Ye feels that the whole person is a little dizzy, like in the clouds, but then he is angry. He is a great devil. How can he show such emotion to a human teenager.

However, when Chu Wuqing's feet fell a little bit along his chest, he couldn't help but breathe more, and even his earlobes turned red. Even, he gave birth to a very absurd idea in his past, hoping that the boy's feet would move down again and... Be trampled.

Damn it!

He doesn't want to be

Xin Ye is very difficult to say, "bitch, bitch, take your feet away." it is clearly a tone of disdain, but with an indisputable guilty and hasty heart.

Extremely contradictory.

Xin Ye thinks that Chu Wuqing will retort. According to Chu Wuqing's temperament, he will deliberately step harder because of his resistance. He may even sit directly on his hand, appreciate the way he ridicules his anger, and then stretch out his hand to pat his face

But, No. He has no expectations, no illusions, and no regrets.

This Buddha is not that kind of person!

This is very wrong. Xin Ye tries to say again: "bitch, if you don't take it back, when the statue is unsealed, you must..." those vicious words that were gushing in the past can't go on anyway at this moment. For example, the fishbone is stuck in the throat, so you can't spit it out and drown the voice.

... I will tie you to the bed... Let you bear the feeling that you can't resist when others do whatever they want.

Xin Ye uses his kung fu to calm himself down. He attacks each other several times, but Chu Wuqing doesn't respond. This is very wrong. A terrible guess rises in Xin Ye's heart.

However, this conjecture has not been confirmed. Chu Wuqing's hand has pressed on his chest and poked the place where he was injured by lightning. For a moment, the distance between them is unprecedented.

Close enough to feel Chu Wuqing's breath, close enough to seem that as long as he looks up a little, he can kiss the red lips that always spit evil words, and catch the tongue hidden behind his white teeth

Chu Wuqing's eyes are so cold that there is no temperature. Xin Ye feels that the whole person has been burned. His cheeks are red. His heart can't beat under the blockade, but he can hear a clear pulse.

For the first time in my life, I have a desire for a human, closer, closer

However, when Chu Wuqing is really getting closer and closer, Xin Ye thinks that if he can breathe, such a distance will surely wrap Chu Wuqing. When the breath is lingering, Xin Ye realizes that an unknown breath is approaching.

This breath is very strange, just like appearing out of thin air. Even he hasn't noticed when he approached. Now, it's more like a deliberate disclosure, or the other party, like him, suddenly can't control his emotions, so he can be exposed.

Xin Ye can't judge what's going on with this breath, but he can feel a full crisis from this breath. Now that his cultivation is blocked, it's enough for him to fear!

come with evil intent.

Different from foreign demons, it is the breath that really belongs to the demon cultivation. It permeates the darkness and can instantly deprive the monk of his spiritual power. Even his body can only block it for a moment.

Xin Ye wants to remind, "Chu Wuqing, someone has been watching you secretly." but Chu Wuqing's expression has not changed at all, and his previous guess has become a fact.

He can see now, but he can't communicate with divine consciousness.

"The third, the sixth, the seventeenth Chu family," whispered, with a casual smile. No one could notice except Xin Ye, "there is the last one left."