Demon King’s Repayment

Yuan Xianger knows that Nanhe is beautiful,

Wasn't I just attracted by his beauty, ah, and his cute appearance?

Therefore, the appearance of Nanhe women's clothing must be very beautiful. Yuan Xiang'er also knows.

But when Nanhe, who had turned into a woman by the lake, sat on the bow of the boat in the moonlight and looked back, Yuan Xianger admitted that he had lost his temper at that moment.

At the moment that person lowered his eyebrows and smiled, whether it was the tiled fresh green lake or the chaotic emerald red mountain flowers, they instantly lost their proper color.

Thousands of Qing Lake, all water mirrors, only reflect the curl of the boat head.

He has white teeth and slender waist, and his eyebrows are clipped to Chunshan. The moment he looks back, he looks double.

He is the son of Lantai and the flower of Jieyu. He is like a lotus flower and a clear shadow, and like a bay laurel.

Obviously there is only Jingchai in plain clothes, and the eyebrows are still Nanhe's eyebrows, but they are a bit less angular, less sharp, and have never scratched their heads, nor have they used vermilion powder. How can they bring out the enchanting and enchanting male and female out of thin air? Here, Yuan Xiang'er's heart was touched.

Yuan Xiang'er felt that he was poisoned by this man. No matter his body or human form, no matter what age or gender, almost every form can hit his cute spots with incomparable precision, making himself fascinated.

"This can't work, don't go, if an old Taoist touches you, I will feel distressed." Yuan Xianger grabbed Nan He's sleeve and refused to let go.

Even Pearl, the peasant girl who has been frightened and restless, couldn’t help but stepped forward, “My sister is so beautiful, the Taoist priests in the Temple of Three Monarchs are all...extremely shameless. My sister, like this, It was too dangerous to be seen by a group of them."

She almost forgot Nan He's gender, and also forgot that in the afternoon, when she heard Nan He, a sleek and handsome man, going for her, she looked incredulous.

There was a splash of water from the lake, and Dan Luo's upper body was exposed.

"Those human warlocks are very cunning. There are powerful defensive arrays on the surface of the water. It is difficult to enter without disturbing those people." He grabbed his wet hair behind his head, revealing a red mark on his forehead, "Just Leave those people alone, let me initiate a flood to overthrow the temple."

Dan Luo had just recovered from his leg injury, hiding in the fish tank and suffocating, Yuan Xiang'er would not let him follow. But because the place he wanted to go was Nanxun, he insisted on turning it into a body, following along the waterway all the way.

Nan He released Yuan Xiang's hand: "It's okay. Although I am a woman, I am actually a man. There is nothing to be careful about. You are waiting for my signal by the lake."

Yuan Xianger was not at ease in every way: "When encountering abnormalities, boys are just as dangerous, and you must also protect yourself."

Du Shuo smiled and said, "Nanghe still stays with you, let me go."

Wu Yuan was very upset: "Hey, will Dushuo also become a girl? Saburo will also, so I can only do this interesting skill?"

Nanhe opened the Penny and the boat moved off the shore, carrying the wind away.

Yuan Xianger and others concealed on the shore, only to see the vast smoke on the lake, the small boat like leaves, slowly approaching the small island in the middle of the lake.

Three or five warlocks soon appeared on the shore, yelling and asking about stopping the ship.

It was Pearl Girl’s father who accompanied Nan He on the same boat. Father Yu was just an ordinary farmer. Although he was willing to take risks because of his love for his daughter, he inevitably cringed and stumbled to report his name and village.

When the leader saw Nan He's appearance, his eyes lit up and he licked his lips unabashedly. He didn't pay attention to the flawed words of Old Yu at all.

He waved him away impatiently,

"If you are acquainted, if you don't send it, the gods will condemn it. It's not something your family can afford. The girl stays and walks around."

Daddy Yu only said yes, looked back at Nan He several times without worry, and finally gritted his teeth and left.

If Nanhe and the others fail, their family will not escape this boundary, just for the jewel-like daughters who grew up like jewels. In the end, the ordinary father decided to give it a go.

Nan He was taken to a side hall in the temple, and the person in charge of the **** did not hesitate to look up and down the gorgeous peasant girl with lustful eyes. Some warlocks met along the way even whistled directly.

"Which village actually hides such a beauty?"

"Hey, that waist is good, you can taste it carefully."

"Brother, do we really have a share? Such a beautiful little lady."

"Don't worry, it will be given to us after Master tomorrow enjoys it. Anyway, it will be Shen Jiang in the end, so you can just have fun."

They spoke these words unscrupulously in front of Nan He, and even looked at Nan He from top to bottom with a deep gaze, waiting for such a soft little lady to show fear and indignation in the humiliation of their group of men.

Nanhe has lived in the world for more than a year. But it wasn't until this moment that he had a first-hand experience as a female. I realize how disgusting it is for a man to show such a wretched and perverted gaze to a woman and say such shameless words.

Nan He got goosebumps all over, and tried his best to restrain himself before turning into a wolf shape in the middle, and bite off the necks of those wretched men.

Among the group of people, only one young warlock showed some guilt, and quietly raised doubts, "Brother, we are monks, is it a bit too much to treat these little ladies like this?"

Everyone laughed, "Senior brother is still a young child? You can't come to tomorrow's feast, stand guard for the brothers outside the door. By then, these little ladies won't have your share, so don't drool and be serious."

The young man looked at Nan He's slender waist and long legs from behind, swallowed, and left his only conscience behind. Since everyone has done this, isn't it a mistake? He thought so.

"I'm just talking about it. Since the respected master and the seniors feel it's okay, it's okay to think about it."

Nan He was pushed into a dim room, the door was quickly locked, and the window was affixed with a charm that the little girl was unable to break through.

(Xiao Nan? How is the situation?) Yuan Xiang'er's voice soon rang in her mind.

(It went well. I came in. I was wearing a sky-shielding ring. They didn't notice the evil spirit, and they didn't realize that I was not a human being.)

Nan He looked around, and there were several little ladies curled up in the corner of the house, all of them beautiful and healthy, and some were even very young.

They were all mourning and weeping for their upcoming tragic fate, Nan He came in, for them there was no more than a tragic companion, and no one had the energy to pay more attention to him.

(The warlock here seems to be planning to use sorcery to harm these women tomorrow. There is still time. They will all stop later. I think of a way to take these girls away. You are ready to attack at any time.)

(Okay, be careful. Procyon.)

As the night darkened, the girls who had been crying for a long time fell into a deep sleep.

Nan He meditated in the corner, listening attentively to the surrounding movement. The night of the temple was very quiet, and there was a faint sound of a bell from the air. The bell was completely different from the imperial bell that Yuan Xianger and other monks often shook. There is no such lucid and awakening voice, but it is surrounded by subdued, charming and pouting. Such a voice of subduedness has been heard for a long time, causing people's mind to float and blood pressure.

In the depths of memory, where did you seem to hear such a sound?

Nan He thought carefully, and a flame slowly ignited in the deepest part of his blood.

He seemed to see Yuan Xiang'er's figure appear before his eyes,

When Axiang looked at herself, she always smiled like this, her eyes burning, her eyes full of undisguised appreciation and eagerness for him.

He always knew that he was a wolf clan, and the bloodthirsty and killing were born in the blood of the wolf.

Xiang'er's eyes quickly ignited the most primitive flame in his heart every time. This made his saliva secrete in the air, making his blood roar in his veins.

Every time like this, he wanted to show his sharp teeth, bite the white back of the beloved one's neck, and control her under his own brute force.

In order not to show such vulgar and barbarous atrocities in front of Axiang, he would hurt his most beloved person.

Nan He restrained and forbeared every time she was intimate with Axiang. Such forced patience also allows him to get a more secret happiness.

Nan He stood up, and he quickly realized something was wrong. In such a voice, his heart was beating very fast, his blood veins were open, his ears must have come out, and a tail gradually appeared from the hem of his dress. On the ground, the teeth become sharp, and there is a little collection of the most primitive desire in the body.

He began to restrain his mind, forcing himself to calm down. Such a ringtone is very damned, but it only slightly affects him when he wakes up, and it will not cause him to fall into madness.

But in the room, except for Nanhe, they can still stay awake. The girls who were immersed in their dreams all fell into wonderful dreams, and the tear-stained faces showed intoxication and joy in their dreams.

The bell ringing outside the window became louder and louder, and the buzzing and shock rang through his mind.

Nan He suddenly remembered where he had heard this voice!

When he was young, in that dark and humiliating cage, he had heard the same sound when his bones were broken.

"Haha, the Sirius tribe, the ancient beasts, they are all treasures." The triumphant voice of the thin warlock with goatee was accompanied by a strange ringtone, "The fur can be refined to cover the sky, and blood can be used as a medicine. As for bones, skins and flesh..."

"Mei Yinling, this is a good thing. With it, I don't have to worry about what kind of woman I want in the future."

Nan He held up the wall with a palm and stared at the window of the house.

Through the closed window, a silhouette hits the screen.

The man was thin and thin, with a handful of goatees twirling in one hand, and a strange little bell in the other.

Nan He's face showed a semi-animal appearance. He grinned, showing sharp teeth, and his eyes almost turned red.

It's him!

The human who had captured himself a hundred years ago, tortured him in every possible way, is still alive.

I will tear him up and crush him into powder!

There was a voice in his body screaming frantically, he was almost about to transform into a huge body, and broke out to fight with the old thief named Wuwang.

There are several human females sleeping in this small room. Once a big demon like him and Wuwang fight the law here, these fragile lives without protection will undoubtedly die.

What if a few humans die?

At this moment, he just wants to see blood.

kill! Kill the old thief! Kill these humans and use their blood to destroy their anger.

Kill! This is how the wolf clan survives,

The general picture of childhood was shaking in his mind, and the sharp claws had reached that figure through the door.

But after all, suspended in the air.

The noisy bells are still ringing in my ears.

Nan He panted, watching the sleeping girls in the room,

All the faces are so young, about the age of A Xiang.

They will also smile at someone like Axiang, and stare at the person they like.

The disturbed mind flashed past Sirius Mountain in his childhood.

The majestic father stood on the top of the mountain,

Xiao Nan, every life in this world is extremely precious.

We are surviving in the killing, and we have seized precious things in exchange for the chance to survive in this world.

You should be grateful and cherish every life while cherishing your body.

Never kill indiscriminately, never abuse, never bully the weak for no reason, this is the survival of our powerful Sirius tribe.

It turned out that even though I was still very young, my father had already told me this.

Although the hot **** in the body has not been extinguished, but the head has gradually become deserted, and those filthy and charming sounds can no longer interfere with the mind.

The voice of the conversation outside the house became clear,

"This magic weapon was made by the master taking a Sirius leg bone a hundred years ago. With it, any chaste martyrs will obediently obedient, and you have to see how to use it first."

"Master is so powerful that he can possess such a magical tool."

"When you pick up these cauldrons tomorrow, Master will surely live a long life and enjoy immortality forever."

"I wish Master a long and long life."

...

When the voice faded away, Nan He heard Yuan Xianger’s anxious voice in his mind.

(Xiao Nan! Xiao Nan! What's the matter? Xiao Nan.)

(No...what.) Nan He said softly.

(Just now a burst of anger came from your mind, and there is obvious... irritability and confusion. Nanhe, something serious must have happened, you tell me?)

Axiang’s gentle voice slowly touched Nan He’s heart,

(Axiang, come in quickly. Take the girl here.)

(I want to kill someone.)

...

Wuwang, the master of the temple, is now full of ambition. Since he inadvertently captured the precious Sirius a hundred years ago, his luck has become very good.

He used the materials obtained from that Sirius to refine various magical instruments and medicines in exchange for the first spirit jade. Later, I got chances many times, and I have been practicing hard till now. Now I am finally about to break through and reach the next great realm.

Wuwang looked at his skinny and aging body, secretly rejoicing in his heart that his lifespan had reached its limit, and this body began to decay unsupportably. Fortunately, as long as he breaks through the realm tomorrow, his life span will be extended again.

In order to celebrate this day, he even prepared several young and beautiful women in advance for himself to use as a cauldron to help him break through, and to enjoy it after getting a rejuvenated body.

Everything went so smoothly, Wuwu paced away contentedly under the praise of his disciples.

There was a loud noise behind him, and he turned his head to look.

Not far away, the roof of the girl holding the girl broke open, and a huge Sirius rushed out of the house, carrying all the unconscious women on his back.

"Sirius? There is actually a Sirius in this world? No...no. It's the little wolf that year, that little wolf has grown up!" Wuwang was surprised at the beginning, and then showed a look of ecstasy, "God helped me." Also! He actually brought it to the door by himself. Hurry, catch him at all costs!"

His disciples didn't respond to his words, staring behind him blankly.

"That...what is that!" A young apprentice pointed to the sky.

Wu Wang Ning frowned and turned his face.

Overwhelming waves lined the edge of the island, and a huge black fish with a red forehead swam in the waves and swooped in their direction.

"Water Monster? End the formation! Quickly end the magic formation to block the flood!"

Wuwang has lived for more than a hundred years and experienced countless battles. Although he was shocked, he quickly calmed down.

"It's too late." A voice almost rang in his ear.

Wu Wang suddenly found a man standing on the roof ridge above his head.

Long hair, crane cloak, cold look.

The person's white finger pointed forward, and there were countless large pits on the ground instantly, and the disciples busy with the formation screamed and fell into the pit.

A sphinxed beast whizzed down from the sky, and its four hoofs passed with the afterimage of black smoke, picking up an apprentice who was about to resist, and flew high into the sky. There was a tragic call from the sky, which was broken. The limbs fell from the sky, and the blood fell in front of Wuwang's eyes.

The young Taoist man wearing a shabby Taoist gown and wearing a hat sits on the back of the demon, looking at himself condescendingly.

"It turns out to be a monk of the Qing Yi Sect." Wu Wuji can tell the identity of the person.

The gully face was drooping, his turbid eyes stared at the enemy in front of him, and he said coldly, "The cultivators of our generation should take the responsibility of killing demons and eliminating demons as their own responsibility, not to harm others in the same way. There is no injustice in Xia and Qing Qiu, why did such a despicable thing help the demons come to my Taoist temple to slaughter?"

His withered fingers twisted a small black flag from the sleeve of his shirt, and the turbid flag spread out in the wind, bringing out a bad smell. The ground on the island began to crack, and white bones broke out of the earth, shaking to form a skeleton apostle with a contract mark on the eyebrow.

"People in my generation should take it as their responsibility to kill demons and demons. These so-called demons and demons refer to the perverted demons like you!" A woman's Qing Lingling voice sounded.

On the surging waves, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl stood on top of the waves holding the water spirit beads, and sacrificed a golden magic charm with her two fingers.

A huge golden armored spirit rose up in the waves with a treasure mirror in his hand, out of the lens of the world's filthy divine light, and shone toward the white skull.