Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Xing Shu paused, and obediently swallowed the metallic spirit crystal. His Xuanwu spirit body could directly transform the aura in the spirit stone, and so did the spirit crystal.

Therefore, he quickly transformed the spiritual energy in this spiritual crystal into the spiritual power in his dantian, and then slapped Zi Yang's body with a palm.

Zi Yang was pushed back half a step by this vigorous shooting, and then quickly approached, "Are you angry?"

"Haha, no, you see how happy I am smiling." Xing Shu twisted the back of Zi Yang's hand.

"Really? It seems that you really like it." Zi Yang held Xing Shu's medicine mortar with his big hand, covered Xing Shu's mouth again with one hand, and whispered "Sorry".

Then, the medicine pestle smashed quickly like a violent storm! The herbs that had been put in before had already been crushed, and the juice was crushed out, and following Zi Yang's strong and rough movements, a little splashed out and fell on the ground.

Zi Yang had to pick some more herbs and put them in the medicinal mortar. Following Xingshu's previous teachings, he smashed it for several hours before handing all the mashed medicinal juice to Xingshu.

Feeling the aura in Xingshu's dantian, it really became sufficient because of the power of the fusion of the spirit crystal and the herbal medicine, Zi Yang put away the medicinal pestle with satisfaction.

"Is it delicious?" Zi Yang stroked Xing Shu's face lightly, Xing Shu's eyes were half closed, obviously a little sluggish.

"Too bad." Xing Shu rolled his eyes weakly.

"Good medicine is bitter, but that's what you said, brother, brother."

Xingshu: "..."

If in the past, Zi Yang called him senior, Xing Shu would only feel that his blood was surging, and he could do everything he could to satisfy Zi Yang, but now...Xing Shu only felt full of irony.

"I'm not your brother now. My master is Yan Xiao, and your master is the Patriarch of the Gu family." Xing Shu patted Zi Yang's hand, paused, and felt that he was so angry. Too naive, he grabbed Zi Yang's hand back and pecked on his lips.

Zi Yang was soothed in an instant, and Xingshu's sentence was regarded as "an aversion."

"I'm leaving first. If I leave for too long, they will doubt it." Zi Yang rubbed Xingshu's hair and said warmly, "Xingshu, wait for me."

Hearing this, Xing Shu raised his eyes to meet those empty gray eyes, suddenly! Xing Shu bounced from the stone, and rushed to Zi Yang's body. He opened his mouth to bite Zi Yang's exposed neck!

He bit very hard, very cruelly, and aggressively, as if to bite off a piece of this man’s flesh, bite off the arteries of this man’s neck, disassembled this man’s flesh and bones and eaten it into his abdomen, and sealed this man’s soul in his. In my heart, let this person fit into his body forever.

Xing Shu was frightened by the horrible thoughts that crazily emerged in his mind, and opened his mouth quickly, only to find that the corners of his mouth were already stained with sweetness.

Looking down, I saw a bright red tooth print had been printed on Zi Yang's neck, and even blood was flowing from the tooth print.

"I, I didn't mean to..."

Zi Yang smiled and kissed Xingshu's forehead—he had never been so happy as today.

Zi Yang caressed the mark on his neck, don't need to look at it, just experiencing the bouts of pain made him feel excited, just want to press people on the stone again.

Well, I can't continue, and I can't watch it anymore, otherwise I really can't help it.

Zi Yang took a deep breath, not daring to say more than half a word, for fear that he would regret it.

"I, I'm leaving now."

After that, Zi Yang quickly turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

Leaving Xingshu standing on the spot, the breeze blew, bringing bursts of coolness.

The sun has already slanted, and the time has already arrived in the afternoon unknowingly, and the setting sun shines a blood red on that half of the sky.

Xing Shu stretched out his hand to cover his face, and his fine hair slipped down, hiding all his expressions in a shadow.

After a long time, Xing Shu put down his hand, his face has returned to calm, only a little blush in the corner of his eyes.

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Xingshu stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and walked back a little lonely. His heart was chaotic, but he couldn't remember anything, as if he was empty.

Until Miaoya suddenly appeared, a word pulled him back to reality.

"Young Master Xing, Young Master Pang is not very good!"

Xing Shu raised his head and quickly grabbed Miaozai's stretched hand, "What happened to the ball!?"

Miaoza hurriedly pulled Xingshu onto his spirit sword, and controlled the spirit sword to fly in the direction of Tianyin Pavilion!

"Prince Pang has been...not quite right from the morning. Only your piano sound can suppress the devilish energy in him, but when he went to find you, you didn't seem to be here..." Miao Zai mentioned the last name of "Pang" on purpose just now and found out Sure enough, Xing Shu knew who he was referring to, and he was crying again in an instant.

"You, you really are... Your Majesty..."

Xing Shu: "No!"

Miao Zai: "Woo..."

The blue Feijian galloped all the way, and Miaozai's emotions cooled slightly. Thinking of the scene he saw this morning, Miaozai's expression became serious again.

"Hi... Young Master Xing, do you know that Young Master Pang will look like a different one?"

Xingshu: "..."

Xing Shu thought of everything he had seen in the Eight Doors inexplicably.

Qiuqiu's pure white hair turned into deep pitch black, and his glaze eyes were also stained with blood, a strange face, a strange voice, and a strange look.

Not only the ball, but even the golden snake and the red bird were all dyed in pitch black.

The change of silence at this time is equivalent to acquiescence, Miaozai's face sank a little bit, he wanted to ask why, but looking at Xingshu's expression, Miaoza intuitively felt that Xingshu would not say.

"Young Master Xing, have you seen the Demon Emperor?" Miao Zai said to herself: "The Human Race suffered heavy losses in the battle of the Immortal Demon five years ago. At that time, I and Yin Zai were there."

Miao Zai's memory seemed to go back to the day five years ago, back to the battlefield where the corpses were all over the field and blood was flowing.

"...At that time, everyone fell. The only Immortal Venerable of the Human Race, with his own power, fought against the Demon Sovereign for several days. In the end, he turned his life's cultivation into a full blow and died with the Demon Sovereign."

"After this battle, the demons were in great chaos, and the human race narrowly won. The two races of human and demons were entangled for a hundred years. Finally, the victory was decided. The human race ushered in the dawn of a century, but..." Miao Zai looked directly at Xing Shu: "But , Just this morning, I discovered...Pang Gongzi actually exudes an aura that is exactly the same as the Demon Emperor..."

"Young Master Xing can explain? Is there any misunderstanding in this? Young Master Pang doesn't seem to know what's going on." Miao Zai said.

"Don't he remember?" Xing Shu grasped the key word, and slightly let go of his heart when he mentioned it: "It's fine if he doesn't remember."

Miao Zai: "..." Where is it?

Miao Zai: "Xing Gongzi, it is true that I am a good friend of Yin Zai and I, that Xian Zun, I hope you can give us an explanation on this matter."

"Explain?" Xing Shu looked at Miaozai, "Uncle Miaozai, with all due respect, those families who first provoked the battle between the immortals and demons, and finally evacuated at the critical moment, did they give you an explanation? Lost now? The Demon Emperor’s demons have no leader, the murderers are in chaos, and how many human races have been killed. It seems that the human race has won, but the number of casualties among ordinary people is far greater than before. With such a result, can you give ordinary people an explanation?"

"Uncle Miaozai, the human race wants to drive the demons to an extinction, just for the resources in the demon world. The slogan of helping justice, say that others will believe it, do you believe it? You have said it yourself, every time they choose When the war started, I begged your Tianyin pavilion to go out to fight, exhaust the cultivation base, save the dead and heal the wounded, but after the war is over, when the big families crazily divide the spoils, do you remember to leave you a little bit?"

Xing Shu shook his head: "Why did they leave it to you? Where do you have the strength to fight with them for the dead and wounded? After all, it's just for your own interests."

"If you want an explanation, you should go to the families that provoked the war, and find the families that ignored Xianzun's sect, instead of looking for the demon emperor who has died with the Xianzun. Did I slap you? , If you fight back, it is your fault, should you give me an explanation?"

While speaking, Feijian had already reached the sky above Tianyin Pavilion, Xing Shu looked down, and his whole body was shaken by just one glance!

Miao Zai was confused by Xing Shu's remarks. Before he could recover from this theory, the tip of his nose smelled a strong **** smell.

At that moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind!

"Not good!" Miao Zai said in surprise, "Yuan Bao is the only son of Bingran Xianzun!"

But it was obviously too late, and I saw a blood-stained young man standing in the courtyard of Yinge that day.

He was holding a long sword with red light in his hands tightly, and blood was dripping down on the sword, condensing into a pool on the ground.

Otoya's huge body slumped to the side, clutching his head as if collapsed, and shouted at the boy: "Yuanbao! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Xing Shu noticed that the blood dripping from the sword in Yuan Bao's hand had been connected to the door of the quiet room, and immediately jumped out of the air, rushing into the quiet room without stopping!

"Ball ball!"

Xing Shu's sight followed the blood stains in the room, and stopped on the most **** couch——

I saw that the original jade-white quilt was completely stained with blood, and the original pure white color was completely invisible, and the utensils beside the couch were not spared. They were all red and dazzling, so red that it was scary.

"Ball ball!" Xing Shu's feet softened, stumbled and rushed over, and opened the sheet, only to find that there was no familiar figure inside, but the next window was already wide open, the window frame There was still sticky blood on it.

Xing Shu wiped some blood tremblingly with his fingertips and put it in his mouth.

When Miao Zai rushed in, he saw Xing Shu standing in the dazzling blood, licking the blood-stained hand with his tongue, and then tilted his head to look at them, showing a miserable smile.

The eyes are cold and biting.

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