The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

The opportunity to pass on the information came during the third purchase. Zhou Hao volunteered to push the cart, and while the ogre was drunk in the tavern, he pretended to approach a beggar on the roadside and stuffed a bloodstained cloth into the beggar's broken bowl.

The beggar's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance. This was the contact person carefully arranged by Mu Yang. However, on the way back, the overseeing ogre suddenly grabbed his collar and asked, "What did you say to that old man just now?"

Zhou Hao was pinned to the ground in an instant, and punches rained down on him. He curled up to protect his vital parts, begging for mercy, but his mind was calculating rapidly: Will the cloth strip be discovered? Can the contact person escape safely?

When the bone knife was against his throat, Zhou Hao suddenly coughed violently, and sputum mixed with blood foam sprayed on the ogre's face. The other party cursed and let go of his hand to wipe it. Zhou Hao took the opportunity to curl up into a more humble posture, acting out his fear and humiliation to the extreme.

When everything was over, his consciousness gradually faded and he lay limply in a pool of blood.

Su Yang and Jian Yi were in such a bad situation these days, locked up in that tightly sealed room, like being in prison. Every day, the ogre would act like he was having a seizure, and would force their heads into the bathtub, wash them clean, and rub them with perfume afterward.

Su Yang's skills, although not that great, but if he really wants to run, he can definitely escape.

But the bad thing was that when he was taking his first bath, he heard the ogre chattering, saying that their master would come to the human world in a few days.

When Su Yang heard this, his mind raced, and he thought that this master must not be an ordinary person. Is he a big shot from the demon world or the god world?

The boy's curiosity was immediately aroused, and he had to stay to find out what was going on. Tell me, this guy is really brave, a real tiger!

Don't think about it, instead of thinking about it here, it's better to go find Su Xiang quickly, the two of them can work together to investigate the master's background. But Su Yang didn't want to do that, he just wanted to prove that he was not a soft egg, and he had to do this.

Let's talk about Su Xiang and Buyehou. They didn't know anything about Su Yang's accident. Why? Su Yang usually went everywhere like a headless fly.

Today he was hanging out at the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, tomorrow he was hanging out at the Corpse Refining Sect, and the day after tomorrow he was going to the Ten Thousand Demons Country to mingle with the little demons. So after not seeing each other for a few days, they were still thinking about how Su Yang was having a good time with the other party, and they didn't think anything bad about it.

The night fell like a heavy black cloth, and Su Yang and Jian Yi were just about to sleep with their eyes half closed.

"Boom——!"

With a loud bang, half of the door was knocked away, and a group of ogres rushed in with their fangs and claws bared, like toads in a boiling pot.

Jian Yi screamed in fear, hugged Su Yang tightly with both hands, and his body shook so hard that eight kilograms of millet could be sifted out.

After the ogres entered the house, they all stood in a circle, knelt down like soldiers in military training, with their foreheads touching the ground, and were so pious that they seemed to want to knock a hole in the floor.

At this moment, a chill suddenly spread through the whole room, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped to freezing point. Black fog quietly seeped in from outside, swirling and condensing into a black shadow that was two meters high as if it had life.

"Meet the Master!!!"

The ogres shouted at the top of their lungs, their voices filled with unconcealed admiration. The black fog slowly dissipated, and a figure in a pure black robe appeared at the door.

The material of the black robe looked ordinary, but it glowed with a cold silk-like glow. There was not a single wrinkle, and even the corners of the robe did not move at all, as if frozen in time and space.

The black-robed man was surrounded by fine silver dark patterns, like fragments of the Milky Way dotted on the night sky, appearing and disappearing with his steps. He walked without making any sound, and with every step he took, spider web-like ice patterns formed on the ground.

The man in black robe walked to the bed and pinched Jian Yi's shoulder with his slender fingers without warning.

Just as Jian Yi was about to struggle, he was lifted up like a chicken and spun around in front of him twice. The man in black robe tilted his head, and a sneer came from the shadow under his hood, and he casually threw Jian Yi to the wall.

Jian Yi fell to the ground and gasped in pain, but he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Before Su Yang could react, his neck suddenly tightened, and the man in black robe lifted him up with one hand. Su Yang kicked his legs wildly in the air, and the pressure from the man in black robe was like a mountain pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

The face wrapped in the black robe was hidden in the thick black fog. Only the deep pupils could be vaguely seen flickering in the darkness. The contours of the facial features were distorted by the black fog beyond human form, making it difficult to distinguish even if one looked closely.

The man in black robe suddenly came closer, and the cold breath sprayed on Su Yang's face. He sniffed back and forth at Su Yang's neck with the tip of his nose, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Uh - hurry, put me down, you are going to strangle me to death..." Su Yang spoke with difficulty.

The black-robed man raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and his slender fingers loosened their grip, but did not completely let go. Su Yang just got a chance to catch his breath, and suddenly he lost weight and fell into a soft and cold place.

The man in black robe picked him up with one hand and gently stroked Su Yang's messy hair with the other hand. His movements were so intimate as if he was comforting a frightened kitten.

"Ahem...who are you?"

"Hook kiss." As he leaned forward, his hood slipped down, revealing his angular, cold face. He rubbed Su Yang's hot earlobe with the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice wrapped in frost: "From today on, I am your husband."

Su Yang struggled violently, and just as his knee was about to hit the opponent's vitals, his hooked mouth accurately grabbed the vital point, and his whole body instantly went limp like mud.

"What a joke!" Su Yang cursed with a red face, "Who wants to fight with a monster like you..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a sudden chill on his lips. The fingertips of the kiss pressed against his lips, and silver lines spread along his skin, with fine icy flowers appearing wherever they touched.

"Monster?" Gouwen chuckled, and that chuckle made all the ogres in the room tremble. He tightened his arms and completely imprisoned Su Yang in his arms, "Remember, in the abyss, resistance will only make you more painful."

The silver dark pattern suddenly lit up and wrapped around Su Yang's wrist to form a chain. "But don't worry..." He licked the blood that oozed from Su Yang's struggle. "I will slowly teach you how to please your husband."

Gelsemium elegans - a member of the Rakshasa tribe in the demon world.

The women in the tribe are beautiful and the men are handsome, but their fighting ability is not outstanding compared to other tribes. They rely more on diplomatic means to increase their influence.

At this moment, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the void, like a calm lake with black ripples like a huge rock thrown into it. Another man in a black robe stepped out. Different from the cold aura lingering around Goushi, this man had a handsome face, but his temperament revealed a bit of frivolous evil.

His name is Gui??, the stupid brother of Gelsemium.

The grandfather of Diaowen and Guiju had a life-and-death friendship with the Demon Lord Di Yin. When Di Yin swept across the three realms, the Rakshasa clan helped him a lot. Relying on the protection of their ancestors, the two brothers acted wildly and persecuted people everywhere.

"Brother, do you like this? It's too skinny. I don't like it."

Before Guiju finished his words, he flashed in front of Jian Yi, and the wind he created when he leaned over brought a fishy and sweet smell to her face.

Jian Yi had just recovered from the severe pain of falling against the wall, and when he met Guiju's gaze staring straight at him, the hairs on his body instantly stood on end.

Before she could scream, the man's large, bony hand had already pinched her chin. The force from his fingertips was not strong, but it was as chilling as a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

"Look at this little face, it's more delicate than the blood rose I raise." Guiju's thumb stroked Jian Yi's pale lips, and he pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head and taking a deep breath, "Even the smell is so tempting..."

"Dirty man!" Su Yang was held in the arms of Goushen, but he still stretched his neck and cursed at Guiju viciously, "You are shameless for teasing a little girl!"

"Brother, he scolded me, beat him up!" Guijue winked at Gelsemium elegans, signaling him to avenge himself quickly.

However, his efforts were doomed to be in vain.

Gelsemium elegans didn't bother to pay attention to the herb. He tightened his arms, and the surrounding space twisted into a vortex, engulfing Su Yang and disappearing in the black fog.

"Brother! Why don't you wait for me again?"

When Guiju saw his brother leaving, he immediately followed him with Jian Yi in his arms, leaving behind only ice patterns on the ground and the dumbstruck ogre.