The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

The moonlight sprinkled on the branches outside the window, like a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, shining into the house through the window.

Nan Xingchen felt sleepy and yawned.

She rubbed the civet cat's head and was about to chase it away when she suddenly felt a pain in her fingertips.

She couldn't help but scream out: "Hiss! It hurts, what are you doing, raccoon?"

She hastily pulled her hand back and gasped in pain.

Immediately, a halo of light shot out from the surroundings and enveloped her.

The light was so powerful that the room suddenly became as bright as day!

"I am the Nine-Tailed Fox of Qingqiu, and I recognize you as my master!"

A clear and tender voice of a little girl was heard, and Nan Xingchen and Rouli were wrapped in a huge white vortex.

Nan Xingchen's eyes widened slightly. In her previous life, the spirit pet she raised also recognized her as its master. However, her spiritual power was strong at that time. Now she was a waste without any spiritual power. She didn't expect that there would be spirit beasts willing to recognize her as their master! ?

After being stunned for a while, she looked at the civet cat and slowly said, "Are you really willing to acknowledge me as your master?"

The raccoon raised its cute head and nodded.

dong dong dong...

There was a hurried knock on the door.

Gan Tang's voice came from outside the house: "Miss, are you okay?"

The beam was so powerful that it shot through the window and out of the house. Nan Xingchen hurriedly said, "Nothing."

The halo in the room gradually dissipated. Nan Xingchen picked up the raccoon and placed it on the small bed beside him. He said softly, "Since you have acknowledged me as your master, you must be loyal to me in the future. Do you understand?"

The civet cat hung its little head and nodded.

On the table beside the bed, there was a snow daffodil with hanging petals in full bloom.

A fragrance came over, and Nan Xingchen gradually fell asleep smelling the intoxicating scent of flowers.

……

The next morning.

The golden sunlight hit Nan Xingchen's face, warm and sunny.

After breakfast, Nan Xingchen began to meditate and practice. She first set up a formation in the house and sat in it.

Logically speaking, the formation she set up would be of great benefit to her cultivation, but for some reason, the true energy that she had worked so hard to condense was overflowing uncontrollably?

Could it be that this body was really a piece of useless wood that could not be used for cultivation? She just didn't believe it. She closed her eyes and gathered more true energy in her dantian.

After his breath stabilized for a moment, a powerful force in his dantian expelled all the true qi that had been condensed with great difficulty from his body.

Beads of sweat oozed out of her body, and her breathing became increasingly disordered...

puff!

A large amount of blood spurted out of Nan Xingchen's mouth. She covered her chest in pain and collapsed to the ground.

Nan Xingchen felt as if thousands of poisonous snakes were biting her inside. In a trance, she seemed to be in an icy snowy peak, and her body was shaking like a sieve from the cold.

In an instant, she felt as if she was on a raging fire again. Her body became scorching hot, as if she was being roasted on a stove.

Blood is flowing backwards throughout the body.

Nan Xingchen felt that she was about to die, and she shouldn't have forced herself to practice.

Suddenly, her body was picked up and thrown onto the bed. She squinted her eyes and looked at the man.

"Su Muwei...is that you?"

Nan Xingchen's face was as pale as paper, and she looked at him with half-closed eyes.

The man did not answer, but raised his hand and placed it on her abdomen, inputting spiritual power to help her calm the turbulent waves in her dantian.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

Nan Xingchen gradually regained consciousness. She looked at the man beside her, pulled his sleeve, and cried, "Brother, I have implicated you again for my brother."

Su Muwei glanced at her and snorted in annoyance.

Nan Xingchen sniffed, wrinkled her face and said, "Brother, I'm in pain, are you in pain?"

Su Muwei's eyebrows slightly frowned, then his expression returned to normal and he said coldly: "It doesn't hurt."

Nan Xingchen sighed softly: "That's good, you won't suffer with me, I can bear the pain alone."

I only heard that they had planted a spell to smother her, and if she was in danger, the other party would be able to sense it, but I don't know if he could feel her pain?

Su Muwei gave her a helpless look and said coldly: "You are really a waste who can't practice!"

Nan Xingchen struggled to sit up, her body trembling slightly. She panted and said, "Su Muwei, why can't I gather my true energy when I practice?"

Su Muwei didn't even blink, and glanced at her: "There is a seal in your Dantian, so you can't form an inner elixir."

Nan Xingchen was surprised and asked gloomily, "What?"

Su Muwei said coldly: "You are really stupid and dumb!"

Nan Xingchen suddenly realized something. No wonder she couldn't condense her true energy. If the seal was not lifted, she would never be able to form an inner elixir in her lifetime.

She bit her lip, pulled Su Muwei's sleeve and shook it gently, saying flatteringly: "Brother Wei, please help me remove the seal, I want to practice well."

There was no expression on Su Muwei's face, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes.

Nan Xingchen raised her eyes and sobbed, "Wuwuwu... For my brother, if I can't practice, I can't break the curse of the same fate."

But her thunder was loud but her raindrops were small, and after trying for a long time not a single tear came out.

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned the fate spell. As soon as he said this, Su Muwei became more and more annoyed.

He never expected that he, the dignified Demon Lord, would have any entanglement with a waste?

His eyes unconsciously darkened a bit, and he continued: "This seal of yours was set by someone with the cultivation level of a Spiritual Emperor. It will take many years of cultivation to remove the seal."

Nan Xingchen's eyes brightened when he heard this.

Su Muwei stared at her with his deep and terrifying eyes and continued, "And your Dantian is different from that of ordinary people. It is not easy to form an inner elixir!"

Nan Xingchen's eyes rolled around quickly.

Su Muwei's handsome face seemed to be able to squeeze out water: "Don't even think about it."

Nan Xingchen was startled. How could he sense what was in her mind?

She felt like she had become invisible in front of him.

Su Muwei is so awesome!

There is no escape, no way to avoid it, they are like grasshoppers on a rope.

I can only hug his thighs tightly...

Nan Xingchen sniffed and threw himself into Su Muwei's arms, crying out loud: "Brother Wei, please help me. I really know I was wrong. If you help me break the seal, I promise to practice hard and try to lift the curse as soon as possible."

"Wuwuwu... Help me for my brother, just help me."

She cried and rubbed against him in her arms.

moment.

Su Muwei just felt unbearably hot, his ears turned red, and his eyelids twitched.

He pushed her away and shouted, "Shut up!"

She was the only one in the world who dared to touch him. This shameless woman seduced him again and again.

Is he that kind of shameless and lustful person! ?

Nan Xingchen finally squeezed out two lines of tears from her eyes, and she cried, "For my brother, it doesn't matter if I die, I'm just really afraid of getting you into trouble."

"Noisy!"

Su Muwei glanced at the golden totem on his wrist. If he hadn't been cursed with the same fate as her, he would have really wanted to slap her to death with one palm.

To save her from constant noise and disturbing his mind.

He clenched his fists and suppressed the anger in his body: "Lie down obediently."

Su Muwei flicked his sleeves, white light shot out, and set up a barrier outside the house.

Nan Xingchen: ????

She blinked her big eyes and looked at him meaningfully. Could it be that this perverted man wanted to practice spiritual practice with her?

She gathered her skirt together. His cultivation was so high that if he wanted to force himself on her, she would not be able to stop him no matter what.

Then I thought about it.

Practicing spiritually with someone who has strong spiritual power can not only remove the curse of having the same fate as her, but it can also improve her cultivation and will definitely help her form an inner elixir.

Nan Xingchen raised her eyes and stared at the man's handsome face, swallowing.

Tsk tsk! Practicing spiritual cultivation with such a gorgeous man.

Isn’t this a beautiful thing!

boom!

Su Muwei raised his hand and flicked her forehead, saying coldly: "Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm not interested in you!"