Why is the Demon Lord so coquettish

Lin Xiaoyan was silent, and said, "But you still have a ghostly aura about you."

Mo Xiyin was slightly taken aback, and said, "That's too bad."

Lin Xiaoyan: "Huh?"

Mo Xiyin said: "I originally thought that this ghostly aura came from Brother Yan."

However, this is not the case. The ghost aura on Mo Xiyin's body comes from a third party. It can covertly and properly make the two people think that the ghost aura comes from each other, which means...

Lin Xiaoyan turned over abruptly, stabbing back with her long sword, and a sharp sound accompanied by the standard villain's laughter resounded in the room.

"I didn't expect it to be discovered so soon."

Lin Xiaoyan grabbed Mo Xiyin's shoulders and pushed him into the bed: "Be careful, protect yourself!"

In the next second, he activated the small formation in the room, trapping Ghost Xiu in the same space as himself.

Lin Xiaoyan looked at Mo Xiyin worriedly, but she didn't expect to involve him in it.

Mo Xiyin hugged the pillow and sighed: "I knew it would be unlucky today."

Lin Xiaoyan said: "Don't worry Xiyin, Lei Shu is the most restrained ghost cultivator. Since he is here today, don't think about leaving easily."

The ghost gradually transformed into a human form in the open space in front, and said angrily: "What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, they are so shameless when they are about to die."

Lin Xiaoyan blushed and said, "Don't talk nonsense! We are friends!"

Ghost Xiu spat: "Do you think I'm stupid? But since you've said that, don't blame me for being rude!"

After finishing speaking, there was a gust of sinister wind in the small room, and all kinds of evil spells by the ghost cultivator really stumped Lin Xiaoyan.

The little ghost bound his legs, Lin Xiaoyan subconsciously went to kill him, and Guixiu took advantage of this opportunity, his figure suddenly faded and shuttled behind him.

He leaned towards Mo Xiyin with his face covered in darkness, and he said with a vicious smile: "Little beauty, it's a pity that you followed this person to ruin my plan, otherwise you wouldn't have died today!"

Mo Xiyin rolled his eyelids lazily, and poked his face with two fingers like lightning, and Ghost Xiu immediately backed away with a scream.

The long sword slid across, and the righteousness broke through the evil. Lin Xiaoyan turned around and fought with the ghost.

He did not forget to ask: "Xiyin, how are you doing?"

Mo Xiyin shook her head firmly and said: "Brother Yan, don't worry about me, as long as you can kill this evil heretic, Xiyin will do whatever you want!"

Such a fearless sacrifice spirit made Lin Xiaoyan's eyes flush with emotion.

"Xiyin, hurry up! Leave this to me!"

Mo Xiyin shook her head again and again: "No, Brother Yan, I will never leave you alone!"

Lin Xiaoyan wondered: "Then you should call a helper!"

Mo Xiyin choked up and said, "Actually, I was injured just now, and I can't leave here anymore."

Lin Xiaoyan: "... Xiyin, protect yourself."

Forget it, then let him fight this ghost to the death alone!This ghost cultivator is extremely difficult to catch, he is a sneaky player with the flashing technique, if Lin Xiaoyan leaves the formation to ask for help, maybe he will take the opportunity to slip away.

No, he must be dealt with in one go!

Fortunately, the ghost cultivator seemed to go blind all of a sudden, and his tricks became more and more chaotic.

He began to think about escaping, using the hiding technique to make his figure transparent.Lin Xiaoyan slapped the ground fiercely, the thunder net was pulled up instantly, Guixiu let out a scream, and a puff of black smoke rose from the ground.

Lin Xiaoyan was overjoyed, judging from the ghost cultivator's aura, he had already fallen into decline.

However, Ghost Cultivator also knew that he was doomed today, not only because of the Golden Core Stage cultivator in front of him, but also because of the other person in the room, which made him fearful.

Guixiu's anger rose from his heart, and the evil came to his guts. Even if he died, he would have to take a back.

With a long roar, he broke out and became entangled with Lin Xiaoyan.

Lin Xiaoyan's whole body tensed up, and she simply threw away the long sword, which was inconvenient to use at such a short distance, and used it directly.

The two of them fought into a ball without any image. Suddenly, Lin Xiaoyan's consciousness was shocked, and Lin Xiaoyan realized that the ghost cultivator in front of him was trying to control his consciousness.

He sneered and glared, first he shattered the ghost Gu on his body, and then the surging thunder spirit power came out from his dantian and covered his whole body, the majestic righteousness was like a body armor.

With both hands strangling Guixiu's neck tightly, lightning flashed, and black mist twisted and emerged and dissipated.

Ghost Xiu roared: "Arrogant child, you will regret it!"

Lin Xiaoyan was also not relaxed, the veins on her forehead popped out, she suddenly raised her palm, and the thunder light instantly formed a lotus flower, which immediately hid in Guixiu's body and exploded.

"Ridiculous, do you think anyone can kill me?"

Several tentacles protruded from the ghost cultivator's body like mud, stabbing at Lin Xiaoyan's death point one by one, but they were all blocked.

Lin Xiaoyan scolded angrily: "Anyway, I am also a cannon fodder in the middle stage, you are a fart! Even if I die, I can only die in the hands of that bastard demon!"

Mo Xiyin at the corner of the bed: "???"

Ghost Xiu howled, "Go to hell!"

With a bang, yin and yang, righteousness and evil collided with each other and made a violent sound, the ghost cultivator suddenly exploded into soot at the last moment!

Lin Xiaoyan was trying his best to resist the invasion of the ghost cultivator's spiritual sense at that time, but he suddenly exploded, and it was too late to get away, but fortunately Mo Xiyin came over early, grabbed him and dragged him back.

In the next second Lin Xiaoyan turned around and firmly protected him under her body.

Mo Xiyin was startled, and raised her hand to caress Lin Xiaoyan's cheek: "Xiaoyan..."

The self-explosive shock wave shattered everything in the room, but in fact, it wasn't very powerful for the monk.

Lin Xiaoyan nervously welcomed this wave of self-detonation power, but the eruption of ghostly aura failed to break through even his outermost armor.

The formation was also not destroyed.

After a while, Lin Xiaoyan slowly sat up in the mess, feeling a little puzzled.

Mo Xiyin followed suit, and in the next moment she opened her arms and hugged Lin Xiaoyan tightly: "Brother Yan is awesome!"

Lin Xiaoyan wondered: "His self-explosion is... different from what I imagined."

The power of self-destruction is too weak.

Mo Xiyin huddled in his arms and said, "Brother Yan must have exhausted its ghost power."

"is that so??"

"Yes!"

Lin Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Anyway, just get rid of him, Xiyin, let me see how you are hurting."

Mo Xiyin paused and said, "It's okay, Brother Yan."

Lin Xiaoyan pawed at him: "Don't be polite to me!"

Mo Xiyin hurriedly said: "By the way, Brother Yan, I have a question to ask you."

"what?"

Mo Xiyin asked slowly: "What do you mean by the 'Eight Demon King'?"

If he remembers correctly, there is only one Demon Lord, so this bastard Demon Lord...

Lin Xiaoyan smiled heartily: "Haha, don't you think Wuwu Mozun hides and hides all day, like a bastard?"

Mo Xiyin: "..."

Lin Xiaoyan: "Don't you think so?"

Mo Xiyin: "."

Lin Xiaoyan: "Don't you really think so?"

Mo Xiyin smiled: "By the way, why does Brother Yan seem to have a grudge against him?"

Anything that dies can only die in his hands-this kind of words inevitably makes people think deeply.

Last time, Mo Xiyin followed this ghost cultivator to this place, and happened to meet Lin Xiaoyan. Lin Xiaoyan thought he was an ordinary person and helped him out. As a result, just as he said his name, which he hadn't used for hundreds of years, he found Lin Xiaoyan's attitude It changed all of a sudden.

With hostility, and fear.

He is afraid of him.

Mo Xiyin always wanted to know why, but unfortunately he never got the answer.

Lin Xiaoyan raised her hand to her mouth and coughed twice, feeling a little weak: "Isn't it, I'm afraid that I'll be hated by him because I beat his subordinates. But it's better to die by his hands than to die by others' hands , at least this way..."

Mo Xiyin looked at him quietly, waiting for an answer.

Lin Xiaoyan: "It looks compelling."

Mo Xiyin: "..."

In the battle with Ghost Xiu, Lin Xiaoyan was not seriously injured, but her physical strength and spiritual energy were almost exhausted. At this moment, she was exhausted and weak, so she needed to rest.

Moreover, although the ghost cultivator's self-detonation was not very powerful, almost all the strong ghost aura was on Lin Xiaoyan's body.

For a while, Lin Xiaoyan didn't have the strength to take care of herself, so she said wearily, "Okay, Xiyin, where are you hurt? Let me see, otherwise I won't worry."

Mo Xiyin stretched out her hand and scratched her leg without changing expression, then pulled up her trouser leg: "Brother Yan, don't worry, this injury is not serious."

A streak of bright red blood was left on the white and tender skin, Lin Xiaoyan was so distressed that she hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll treat you for you."

Mo Xiyin pressed his hand down: "I will do it myself."

He was not willing to let Lin Xiaoyan suffer any more, so he let the wound heal slowly under Lin Xiaoyan's nose.

Lin Xiaoyan watched silently, and finally couldn't help asking when the wound was completely healed: "Why did you die before?"

Mo Xiyin also remained silent for a while, then suddenly tilted her body and put her hand on her forehead: "Ah, I seem to have suffered an internal injury."

Lin Xiaoyan said in shock: "Are you out of your mind?"

Mo Xiyin's eyes twitched, she flicked her fingers, and said quietly, "Brother Yan, leave me alone."

Immediately, Lin Xiaoyan felt a chill all over his body, and when he turned his head, he found that his clothes, which had been shattered by the ghost cultivator's self-explosion, suddenly shattered into pieces and floated to the ground.

Debris is everywhere on the ground.

Mo Xiyin looked at him affectionately, then began to pick off her clothes with her backhand: "It's okay Brother Yan, you can wear mine!"

Lin Xiaoyan quickly pressed his hand: "Calm down and cherish the sound, I can't fit it!"

"This one is loose!"

"Then don't!"

In the end, Lin Xiaoyan found spare clothes from the storage ring, and dressed them both tightly.

The thunderstorm outside stopped at some point, Lin Xiaoyan closed her eyes tiredly, lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

In the darkness, Mo Xiyin slowly opened his eyes, he poked Lin Xiaoyan's face with his finger, and gave him a pill with a smile.

The medicine turned into a stream of heat and rushed into Lin Xiaoyan's flesh and blood, dispelling the thick ghost energy in his body bit by bit while he was asleep.

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