He and It

The aimless Dragon God—perhaps it is no longer appropriate to say this, after all, he can only maintain a human appearance and can no longer transform into a dragon body—vomited blood intermittently and looked down.

There was a huge gap in his chest. This hole ran through his chest, and the surrounding tentacles grew again and again, trying to bridge together, but they broke again and again, falling weakly on the side.

Yan Huan half-knelt on the ground, barely raised his head, and "stared" at the figure emerging from the darkness.

Black cassock, deep face, dragon horns on his forehead, a huge gold ring hanging from his ear...

This is him, but it's not him either.

The standing "Yan Huan" had a smile on his lips, looking down at his embarrassed self with exactly the same appearance, and said with a smile: "Hello, Yan Huan."

His real body was also covered with a camouflage skin, but Yan Huan had already revealed the other person's true appearance through the false appearance.

——His body was clean, and there were no wandering eyes. Only a single eye that wandered around grew on his face that should have been empty.

"Hello, Yan Huan." He repeated again, "Finally I can see the light of day, I can finally turn into a physical entity under your suppression, finally, finally..."

He inhaled happily, and before he could say the following words, Yan Huan had already hissed: "——Inner Demon."

The two looked at each other, and Yan Huan slowly opened his densely packed sharp teeth with a sickly and cold smile.

"No need to pretend, I know what you are." He said, "You are my inner demon."

Chapter 196 Ask Here (Twenty Four)

"Ah, it turns out you recognize me!" The demon looked at him in surprise and shrugged with a smile, "Then things will be much easier to handle and talk about!"

He was like a toddler with ADHD, standing in front of Yan Huan and unable to take a moment to relax. Twitching his fingers, turning his shoulders, jumping lightly on tiptoes... He adapted to this brand-new body and experienced the joy of finally being able to move freely.

The dragon heart that belonged to Yan Huan was jumping powerfully inside his body at this moment.

The inner demon stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers happily. The pure dark space suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes - the ground cracked and disintegrated. Except for the vertical cone that Yan Huan used to support his body, the rest collapsed into the abyss. Boundless, looking from a distance, he seemed to be trapped on the tip of a precarious needle, in danger of falling into the chaotic void at any time and dying without a burial place.

The inner demon snapped his fingers again, and sharp roars of wind and tearing came from all directions. The sharp golden light split time and space, following every cunning and vicious angle, and accurately penetrated Yan Huan's body, and also penetrated his wandering thoughts. Nine eyes.

The tentacles were broken, like flowers and threads blooming everywhere, and blossomed into a bloody mass. Yan Huan was covered with dripping black blood and was reduced to such an embarrassing and miserable situation, but the smile on his face never changed, and his nine cloudy eyes were still fixed on staring at the inner demon.

"Dragon-binding rope?" Yan Huan asked, his vocal cords hissing like countless twitching smooth snakes. Every word he spoke was like the whisper of an evil spirit, squirming back and forth in the dark corridor, "I want to , you should know better than me that the function of this thing is really limited, right?"

The inner demon shrugged, looking like he was not stingy.

"Of course I know," the inner demon said, "The dragon-binding rope, as the name suggests, was used by the immortals to deal with us...or to deal with you. Unfortunately, it was useless to you six thousand years ago. Six thousand years later, Not to mention! You even dare to do such a thing as lighting the sun. You would rather be burned to only half of your body than to act coquettishly in front of Liu Fuguang and just ask him to look at you. I don’t think there are other things in this world. What torture methods can be effective on you?"

He opened and closed his lips and spit out Liu Fuguang's name lightly. The muscles on Yan Huan's face couldn't help but twitch slightly. However, it was covered with the dragon's blood as thick as tar, and any facial reaction on his face was perfectly covered. past.

However, he could not hide it from everyone in the world, nor could he hide it from the inner demons who were from the same lineage as himself.

The inner demon laughed and looked at his hands carelessly: "But, my goal now is just to trap you. With the time and effort left aside, I still have to deal with Liu Fuguang!"

He prolonged his voice maliciously, gloating at the deity's reaction, and repeated the name in his mouth many times over and over again. Appreciating Yan Huan's reaction, the inner demon became more and more happy until he burst into laughter.

"It's like a dog whistle!" he shouted happily, "when I mention his name, your reaction is always so nice. Alas, I wonder if it is because I am too indifferent to the matter, between the worst and the best. Is the fate of cause and effect really so strong?"

Yan Huan chuckled twice and said coldly: "You are my inner demon. You are from the same body as me. You are always one step below me. You can't kill me. To put it nicely, your roots are with me. I Spitting on the ground a mouthful of chewed saliva, that's you too. My feelings are your feelings. You want to stay out of it, okay! Don't end up dying and still have a hard mouth."

The inner demon stared at him, his one eye like solidified fleshy glue bubbles, and he gradually stopped smiling.

"Actually, you are quite right," the inner demon said softly. "You change because of love, and I am the sum total of all the cowardice, recklessness, regret, greed, evil deeds... and all the despicable things you have developed because of this. I am half of you. Ambitious, half fearful, half lustful, half withdrawn from love.”

Yan Huan wanted to nod, but one of the branches of the dragon rope had already penetrated his chin and crossed his cheek diagonally, preventing him from nodding. He could only grind his teeth with satisfaction. , those densely packed sharp teeth made a clear "gurgle" sound like being hit.

Not bad, he thought for a moment, this... is not bad, my love for Qingqing can actually give birth to such evil species that devour the Lord, haha, this is also a lesson from the world in another sense, haha!

"So... what do you want?" After coming back to his senses, Yan Huan asked curiously, "Usurping power and stealing from the master, or do you plan to stay with Fuguang and replace me?"

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