The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

The Soul-Devouring Forest was filled with extremely gloomy air at night. Sikong Wu Yue practiced the fire element, so this gloomy air was cool and comfortable to him.

Sikong Wu Yue detected that Nan Xingchen's true identity was an ice narcissus, which should not be afraid of the cold, but for some reason, the breath in her body was disordered, and she had no spiritual power, so she soaked in the water for another night.

At this time, her breath was weak and her body was as cold as ice.

Sikong Wu Yue was steaming all over, he was like a heat source. Under this cold cliff, it was no wonder that Nan Xingchen approached him.

Sikong Wu Yue still pushed the person aside with disgust, but this time his actions were a little gentler.

He let her lean against the mechanical tree, activated his spiritual power, and set up a barrier around her to keep the cold air out.

Nan Xingchen turned over, curled up his body, and gradually fell asleep. His sleepy and naive look was quite adorable.

Sikong Wu Yue sank into the sea of ​​consciousness again.

His sea of ​​consciousness was born from his cultivation thoughts, and before him was a boundless sea of ​​fire that consumed everything.

Tonight, the fire in the sea of ​​consciousness burned particularly fiercely! Sikong Wuyue felt his mouth dry and his blood boiling!

The time has passed.

The moon is like water.

Nan Xingchen woke up slowly, but before she opened her eyes, she saw darkness in front of her eyes.

She stroked her neck and muttered in pain: "What a pervert, what a stinky pervert. He almost strangled me to death."

She patted her heaving chest and continued to curse, "I've never seen such a barbaric and unreasonable pervert. Don't think you can bully people just because you're handsome! The next time I see you, I'll break your neck."

"What a big tone, whose neck do you want to break?"

A cold voice came.

Nan Xingchen's body trembled with fear. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the voice. The cold and charming man was sitting next to her.

She was shocked. Why didn’t this pervert leave?

The embarrassment of being caught gossiping behind someone's back.

Immediately, Nan Xingchen showed a flattering look on his face, and said with a smile: "You didn't leave? I was just about to thank you for not remembering my mistakes and sparing my life."

Sikong Wuyue glanced at her and said expressionlessly, "It's solved."

Nan Xingchen held his forehead with his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at the totems on the two people's arms, revealing a helpless look: "There is no solution."

Sikong Wuyue raised his hand and prepared to strangle her neck again. Nan Xingchen quickly protected her with both hands and begged for mercy: "Brother, my dear brother, can you strangle me somewhere else? My neck is too obvious. If I go back, I won't be able to explain to my family."

Sikong Wuyue paused, slowly withdrew his hand, and asked with a cold look in his eyes: "Name?"

Nan Xingchen sighed secretly and stammered, "Nan, Nan Xingchen."

Sikong Wuyue raised his eyebrows slightly: "Someone from the Nanwang Mansion?"

Nan Xingchen was quite surprised that the man in front of him knew about the Nan Palace, after hearing that he had no hostility towards the Nan Palace.

Nan Xingchen raised her eyes to look at him and said proudly, "Yes, I am Nan Xingchen, the daughter of the Nan Palace. What about you? What's your name?"

There was silence for a while.

"Su Muwei."

It’s not a big deal. Sikong Wu Yue actually didn’t want the woman in front of him to know that he was the Demon Lord. Su Muwei was the name he used when traveling in the human world.

These three words floated into Nan Xingchen's ears.

She immediately flattered him, "Brother, your name is so nice..."

Su Muwei interrupted her, stared at her and said coldly: "It's solved."

Nan Xingchen's eyes rolled rapidly, this fate talisman was the most tricky and strange of all the talismans. Most of the time, women were afraid that their lovers would change their minds, so they wanted to find a way to tie the two together, so that they would love each other without any doubt and their life lines would be integrated, hence the name: fate talisman.

She resorted to this tactic because she had no other options. Who would want to be tied to such a cold-blooded pervert?

What's more, he used the only magic weapon she had for self-protection, the Lingyun Pearl. It makes me feel dizzy just thinking about it.

She's the one who's at a disadvantage, okay?!

"If you want to live, untie it quickly."

Su Muwei's voice was filled with anger, which frightened Nan Xingchen so much that he staggered and almost broke his eardrum.

The corners of his lips were slightly pursed and his jaw was tense, like a sword with its edge hidden, dangerous and charming.

Nan Xingchen moved closer to him, showing her signature smile, and said timidly: "Brother, I really can't solve it myself. I'd be a puppy if I lied to you."

Su Muwei glanced at him coldly, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "How do you solve it?"

Nan Xingchen rubbed her eye sockets, trying to squeeze out a few tears, but no matter how hard she rubbed, she couldn't cry.

She hugged Su Muwei tightly and could only shout at the top of her voice: "Brother Wei, it's not that I don't want to untie it, it's just, just..."

She hesitated several times to speak, which aroused Su Muwei's curiosity.

Su Muwei lowered his eyes and looked at the woman leaning on him, wishing he could kick her out. He held back his temper and asked, "Just what?"

Nan Xingchen sniffed and whispered, "If you want to break this spell, you need to practice spiritual cultivation, unite yin and yang, and have sex as a couple, and enjoy the pleasure of love..."

She wanted to continue talking, but Su Muwei's angry voice came over: "Stop talking nonsense, you have no sense of shame!"

His patience had reached its limit, and he grabbed her shoulders, pulled her off him, and threw her to the ground with a "bang".

Su Muwei stretched out his hand to gather spiritual power, and Nan Xingchen quickly hugged his head and begged for mercy: "Calm down, for, for my brother, calm down, if you kill me, you will also have a hard time surviving."

Boom!

Su Muwei's eyes flashed, and he swung a palm wind as fast as lightning towards a huge rock not far away. The rock instantly split into two halves in the middle, with broken stones flying everywhere and thick smoke billowing.

Nan Xingchen's jaw dropped immediately. This man was not someone she could afford to offend. His spiritual power was not just a little bit stronger.

Nan Xingchen pretended to be calm, looked at him with admiration, gave him a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Wei, your cultivation is so strong."

Su Muwei leaned over, grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up from the ground, looking at the lake beside him with cold eyes.

He was about to throw her into the lake again.

Nan Xingchen hugged his neck like an octopus, wrapped her legs around his waist, and said softly: "Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me."

Su Muwei said coldly: "Let go."

Nan Xingchen closed his eyes tightly and shook his head like a rattle: "I won't let go. If you forgive me, I will let go."

The woman in front of him was too difficult to deal with. Su Muwei really wanted to kill her with a single blow and be done with it.

There was a stalemate for a moment.

Su Muwei said angrily: "If you don't let go, I will kill you right now."

The hand holding her shoulder loosened its grip. Afraid of angering this cold-faced man, Nan Xingchen hurriedly climbed down the pole.

"Brother, please don't get angry. Anger is harmful to your health and not good for your cultivation. I'll be down right away."

Nan Xingchen jumped off him, raised her hands and patted herself, and said with a playful smile: "Brother Wei, you look like a cold-faced but warm-hearted person, I'm sure you won't embarrass a weak woman like me."

Su Muwei raised his thin lips and said with a smile: "Are you a weak woman?"

Nan Xingchen said confidently: "I am just a weak woman. I have lived for a thousand years, but I haven't even formed an inner elixir. I am a living waste."

She looked him up and down, and then said, "A noble person like my brother would naturally not want to practice spiritual cultivation with a loser like me. There is still a way to combine yin and yang."

Su Muwei's face was gloomy and his expression was extremely solemn: "Stop talking nonsense, what's the solution?"

Nan Xingchen said slowly, "Then you wait for me to practice hard. One day, my spiritual power will be comparable to yours. Then, on the night of the full moon, I can forcibly remove the curse of the same fate."

Su Muwei showed a hint of sarcasm on his lips and sneered, "You are a waste who has no inner elixir and can't practice. Do you think you can surpass me in spiritual power?"

It's simply a ridiculous fantasy that is beyond belief!