The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

The sound seemed to come from hell, and it made people feel terrified.

Nan Xingchen: ???

Her luck in traveling through time was not just a little bit off.

She closed her eyes, frowned, and wondered how she could save her life.

"who are you?"

As the sound rang out again, the hands that were pinching her neck tightened their grip, almost suffocating her.

Feeling that the opponent's murderous intent was getting stronger and stronger, Nan Xingchen now had only one word to do!

"Cough cough cough..."

She coughed a few times and raised her head slightly as if she was blind: "Brother Yue, is that you?"

She was from Dayue Country, so she could just shout it out randomly. No one else would know it anyway.

Hearing the words "Brother Yue", the man curled his lips slightly, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry on his cold and handsome face.

He is the Demon Lord Sikong Wuyue. For tens of thousands of years, no one has ever called him Brother Yue...

The pair of large hands that were clamping Nan Xingchen's neck clearly loosened their strength.

Nan Xingchen sighed secretly. This trick worked. She continued, "Brother Yue, is it night time? Why can't I see anything?"

The other party still ignored her.

Nan Xingchen's eyes turned red and she wiped away her tears:

"Brother Yue, I am so pitiful. I was tricked into this damn place, shot with an arrow, and whipped with wounds all over my body. Wuwuwu... That girl Shi Zhi is so inhumane that she even ordered people to throw me off the cliff."

The hands that were clamping her neck loosened their grip, and the murderous intent gradually dissipated.

Nan Xingchen grabbed the other person's sleeve and continued crying:

"Brother Yue, I am already a thousand years old, but I still haven't formed an inner elixir, let alone any spiritual power. It's also because I'm too lazy. Don't be angry with me. I will listen to you and practice hard from today on."

Her voice was soft and aggrieved, with a hint of coquettishness. As her crying got louder, her frail body twitched.

The cold hand was pulled away from her neck.

Nan Xingchen couldn't help but shiver and touched his red neck. He was lucky to have been saved from the gates of hell.

"Are you really blind?"

Sikong Wu Yue's voice, as cold as ice, sounded again.

Nan Xingchen stopped crying, her dirty little face turned pale with fear, her eyes were dull, and she took two steps back.

With a surprised look on his face, he asked, "You, you are not Brother Yue, then who are you?"

Nan Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man.

The man in front of him was wearing a tight black robe, with a head of black hair cascading down to his shoulders. He had a cool and cool look, and an upright posture, like an orchid or a tree, in the bright sunshine and clear moonlight. Behind him was a shrubbery tree, its frosted leaves looking flaming red, which made him look even more white like snow and pure like clouds, without a single flaw.

His thin lips were slightly pursed with a rosy glow, and his pair of deep and slender eyes exuded a cold aura that seemed to devour everything.

Nan Xingchen thought he had seen countless men, but he had never met such a beautiful and enchanting man.

Her eyes moved slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly along with her body.

However, this slight movement of hers was just caught by the Demon Lord. With murderous intent in his eyes, he clamped Nan Xingchen's neck and lifted her up from the ground.

Sikong Wuyue's eyes turned fierce and he said, "You are not blind, how dare you lie to me?" Is this another witch trying to seduce him! ?

Nan Xingchen's body was suspended in the air, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Ahem...Brother Yue, please listen to me..."

"It's too late."

The murderous intent in Sikong Wu Yue's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and the strength in his hands increased as well.

"Cough cough cough..."

Nan Xingchen tried his best to pry his hand apart, but that hand was not only cold but also as hard as steel.

He didn't move at all.

Nan Xingchen cursed inwardly.

What kind of monster is this?

She's so pretty, how could she be so cold-blooded?

She seemed to smell the breath of death.

Nan Xingchen once again struggled to pry the man's arm apart, as if he was gambling with his life, and was getting closer and closer to death.

No, she had to fight to survive.

She closed her eyes and used her mind to drive the Lingyun Pearl, which turned into a talisman according to the owner's will.

Nan Xingchen used up his last bit of strength and silently said: "This is the same life talisman, the two lives are integrated, I live and you live, I die and you die, go ahead--"

The talisman instantly turned into a golden halo that enveloped the two of them, like countless golden butterflies, gradually merging into their bodies.

Golden totems appeared on the arms of both men at the same time.

Sikong Wuyue twitched the corner of his mouth and asked in a deep voice: "What is this?"

Nan Xingchen grinned: "From now on, our lives are linked. If you kill me, you won't be able to survive alone."

Sikong Wuyue: ???

He hated being coerced the most, especially by a loser without any spiritual power.

The hand that was clamped around Nan Xingchen's neck gradually exerted force.

creak!

Nan Xingchen struggled with his limbs for a few times, his hands fell down limply, he kicked his feet, and fainted.

Then with a 'splash', her body fell into the water, creating ripples.

Sikong Wu Yue felt a sudden pain in his chest, and a bloody smell rushed from his heart to his Adam's apple.

He covered his chest in disbelief, staring helplessly, taking deep breaths, his breath becoming weaker and weaker.

He actually felt that his spiritual power was slowly dissipating! ?

What this crazy girl said is actually true?

That sentence: Two lives are merged, if I live, you live, if I die, you die.

It rang in Sikong Wu Yue's ears again. He thought he was a wise man all his life, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of a crazy girl.

I wanted to catch some spiritual animals in the early morning to feed the Bifang bird, but I never expected to meet a scheming madman!

He suddenly looked down at the body in the water that was almost cold. She couldn't die yet, at least not before the spell was removed!

Once the spell is broken, he will make her suffer so much that her life will be worse than death!

"Your honor."

"I am late, please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, two blurry black shadows appeared on the river bank. They half-knelt on the ground, lowered their heads, raised their hands to bow, and their tone was very respectful.

Wow!

A noble and cold man in a black robe stood up and walked out of the lake, holding a delicate woman in his arms.

"No gift!"

Sikong Wu Yue's voice was low and cold, like the morning dew in the mountains.

The two kneeling men in black stood up upon hearing this. The moment they looked up, their bodies froze at the same time, their eyes gradually widened, and astonishment was written all over their faces.

Sikong Wu Yue glanced at them coldly, and they both came back to their senses at the same time. They looked at each other and shivered unconsciously.

Then the expression on his face returned to normal.

But my heart is very lively.

My goodness, is this still their cold-hearted and merciless Demon Lord?

For thousands of years, their Demon Lord had severe mysophobia and was not interested in women, but he was actually hugging a female animal! ?

They both rubbed their eyes at the same time, and took another secret look. It was definitely a female animal.

But it seems that this woman was really badly bullied by their Demon Lord. Not only is her body covered with wounds, but the red marks on her neck are particularly obvious.

The Demon Lord is too fierce! ?

Next time, when the Demon Lord is in a good mood, I will definitely give him some good advice.

When treating women, one must be gentle and kind. It's not easy for their Demon Lord to fall in love with a female, he can't just live for one day, right?

They in the demon world have long been looking forward to having a demon queen.

At this moment, Sikong Wu Yue had already placed Nan Xingchen under a big tree and let her lean against the tree.

Feeling two pairs of eyes staring at him, Sikong Wuyue said unhappily, "Back off."

"As ordered!"

The two men in black looked at each other slightly, and their figures moved like the wind, disappearing in a flash.

They are the two fierce generals of the Demon Lord, Li Hu and Xi Feng.

Li Hu's true form is a tiger, and Xi Feng's true form is a phoenix.

Sikong Wu Yue stretched out his hand to condense spiritual power, and a stream of spiritual power slowly flowed into Nan Xingchen's body.

Her face gradually turned red and her cold body slowly warmed up.

Because of the fate talisman, Sikong Wu Yue's spiritual power is greatly restricted. Besides, Nan Xingchen does not have an inner elixir, and her body cannot withstand such a powerful spiritual power.

Sikong Wu Yue slowly withdrew his hand, coughed lightly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He frowned slightly, and his slender, jade-like fingertips, with distinct joints, were pinching a brown pill.

He held the pill in one hand and pinched Nan Xingchen's mouth with the other, prying her mouth open. His movements were not gentle at all, and were even a little rough.

I stuffed the pill into Nan Xingchen's mouth, and fortunately it melted in his mouth.

This pill was made by a magic doctor from his race. It is a soul-restoring pill that can save lives at critical moments.

He only refined three pills in ten years, and it really hurt to spend one on this useless woman. Sikong Wu Yue felt a little painful.

The effect of the recovery pill was obvious. In just half a cup of tea, the wounds on Nan Xingchen's body slowly healed and his pale face regained its rosy color.

Her breath of life gradually returned.

However, if she wakes up, it will take at least half a day. Sikong Wu Yue sat cross-legged with concentration and slowly closed his eyes.

Sikong Wuyue transmitted the message: "Xifeng, Lihu."

The two people hiding not far away quickly responded respectfully: "I am here, what do you want, Your Majesty?"

"I must rest here for half a day. Do not come near unless necessary."

"Leader!"

Xifeng and Lihu quickly responded in unison.

There was a long silence.

Li Hu leaped into the air and landed on a big tree.

He whispered to Xifeng under the tree: "Xifeng, do you think His Majesty is angry with that young lady? Why is he resting for half a day? There must be something fishy going on. There must be something fishy going on."

Xi Feng glanced at him sideways but didn't say anything.

A cold voice came from the forest: "Li Hu, are you free?"

Li Hu was startled, his hands and feet slipped, and he almost fell from the tree. He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I just remembered that the Bifang bird has not eaten yet. I will catch two spirit beasts to feed it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he cast a spell and escaped.

Xi Feng mobilized his spiritual power and set up a barrier around him. He stood leaning against a big tree, gazing into the distance with his eyes slightly narrowed.

With Sikong Wu Yue's spiritual power, he had already practiced fasting and could go without sleep forever.

It was just that his spiritual power had just been damaged, so he needed to rest and recuperate for half a day. He would wait for Nan Xingchen to wake up and then remove the spell between them before leaving.

Cultivation emphasizes the mutual generation and restraint of yin and yang and the five elements.

Sikong Wu Yue sat cross-legged beside Nan Xingchen, entered his spiritual consciousness and began to practice.

……

The setting sun was replaced by the morning moon, and the dusk disappeared in silence.

Sikong Wu Yue felt a soft little thing pushing into his arms. He frowned slightly and suddenly opened his narrow eyes.

I saw Nan Xingchen lying softly in his arms.

Sikong Wu Yue looked at her with a slight disdain, raised his hand and pushed her aside.

"boom!"

Nan Xingchen's head hit the stone on the ground heavily.

After a moment, Nan Xingchen looked for the source of heat and snuggled into Sikong Wu Yue's arms again.

He mumbled incoherently: "It's cold, so cold..."