[Rebirth] Elder brother, he feeds demons with his body

Mo Chenyuan thought he was hallucinating.

What did he hear?

Who got caught?

"Brother, did you just say that you were caught?" Mo Chenyuan looked at Chu Qinghong with some hesitation. This should be a Tianzi No. [-] room. The bedding is soft and full of aura, and murmurs can be heard inside the room. The sound of running water can be used for monks to bathe and play.

No matter how you look at it, this is an extremely luxurious bedroom.

"I'm talking about us." Chu Qinghong pinched Mo Chenyuan's cheeks funny, until the child's nose wrinkled in dissatisfaction, and then let go of his hand. occupied."

Since the secret realm of the demon monk was opened this time, the demons naturally want to share a piece of the pie.

For the demons, Buddhist monks are the most troublesome guys, because when the other party sees them, they can't help but chant sutras, and they have to let them put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas immediately.

The demons also don't like Buddhist monks. When they see alone Buddhist monks on the road, they can't help but kill one or two.

But what Buddha cultivates is very useful for demonic cultivation.

It is said that knowing yourself best is often your enemy, and the same is true for both Buddha and demon.

Therefore, the opening of the Jialan Secret Realm, in just half a year, many demon cultivators have come.

It's just that this group of demon cultivators occupied the Secret Realm Inn, and they didn't want to catch some Buddha cultivators back, so why arrest Chu Qinghong?

Mo Chenyuan glanced at Chu Qinghong suspiciously, and soon understood.

Chu Qinghong was chased after by those bald heads, begging him to enter Buddhism.

In the eyes of these demon cultivators, Chu Qinghong was more useful than a hundred Buddhist cultivators.

In his previous life, the Mozun Mo Chenyuan forcibly snatched Chu Qinghong, the real Chenhua, and it didn't cause much trouble in the cultivation world.

This is Chu Qinghong, is it not normal for the Demon Lord to snatch it away?

Mo Chenyuan's mood was a bit complicated. It had only been a few days since they came out of retreat for half a year, and Chu Qinghong had already met wave after wave of people who wanted to mess with him.

Is this person's charm really that great?

"Chen Yuan, what's the matter? Why do you look at me like that." Chu Qinghong hooked the corners of his mouth, showing a light and shallow smile, "Don't worry, I won't let them bully you."

Mo Chenyuan was fascinated by those smiles, well, Chu Qinghong's charm is just so great.

"Eldest brother, what are they trying to arrest us for?" Mo Chenyuan twisted his fingers in confusion, "What are they trying to do?"

Chu Qinghong touched Mo Chenyuan's head, and sighed, "Suxin's master, Nangong Yuehua, has fallen into a demon."

Mo Chenyuan was stunned.

The practice speed of the demon cultivator is much faster than that of the immortal cultivator, but the probability of being struck to death by the thunder is also high.

Although it is said that those with a firm heart do not care about the difference between immortals and demons, however, most monks want to prove the way and ascend to the immortal world.

Will not fall into the devil for no reason.

Nangong Yuehua already has this level of cultivation, why did she fall into the devil's way and abandon Nangong's family?

Mo Chenyuan frowned and thought about it, but he still couldn't pull out this person from the memory of his previous life.

There were only two things in his previous life, raising his cultivation base, and seizing the senior brother.

Nangong Yuehua may have died when he became the demon king.

It is normal that there is no such person in memory.

"Then Miss Nangong, will you be very sad?" Mo Chenyuan hesitated for a moment before asking, "Brother, did you guess that something like this would happen, so you didn't let Miss Nangong come with you?"

The elder brother is really powerful, he can even guess this kind of thing.

No wonder he suddenly gave up and let Xuanyuan Zihao bring Nangong Suxin to find the Nangong family.

The child looked at him with admiration.

Chu Qinghong: "..."

He really didn't mean that, he just didn't want the child to stay with Nangong Suxin.

Luckily they didn't get together.

Chu Qinghong's tone became a little more serious, "Chenyuan, you really care about Suxin."

"Eldest brother is the one who cares about her," Mo Chenyuan finally couldn't help complaining, "I always call her 'Miss Nangong', unlike elder brother who just calls her by her first name."

Su Xin Su Xin, how intimate it is.

Hearing the dissatisfaction in the child's tone, Chu Qinghong felt a lot better, "She is my junior, so it's normal to call her that way, Chen Yuan, if you're unhappy, I won't call her."

Why does it feel like I am so ignorant.

Mo Chenyuan sneered, "Brother, I didn't mean that, I..."

Mo Chenyuan wanted to say something, but the door suddenly opened.

A coquettish woman in a red dress with half of her waist exposed, covered half of her face with a fan, and smiled, "Master Chenhua, since your junior brother is awake, we can continue."

Mo Chenyuan moved his nose in displeasure, the woman smelled very strange.

Like a demon or a fairy, there is also a faint smell of decay.

"What do you want to do?" Chu Qinghong looked at the woman calmly, but kept Mo Chenyuan firmly in his arms with one hand.

I was afraid that the other party would do something to Mo Chenyuan.

The woman seemed not to have noticed Chu Qinghong's movements, she smiled coquettishly, "I don't want to attack you, Master Chenhua, after all, your master and I have a little friendship, but I can't bear my disappointment. Disciple, I said unnecessary words to you."

"You are Nangong Yuehua?" Chu Qinghong already knew who the other party was when he was imprisoned here.

However, he did not expect that Nangong Yuehua had turned into this appearance now.

Chu Qinghong met Nangong Yuehua, the Patriarch of Nangong, once. At that time, she was gentle, majestic, and her eyes were tough. She was what countless female cultivators wanted to be.

And Nangong Yuehua in front of her was full of bewitching eyes, even if Nangong Suxin was standing here, she would not be able to recognize this person as her master.

"You junior, how dare you call me by my name?" Nangong Yuehua shook her head in dissatisfaction, and then cast a wink at Chu Qinghong, "I didn't want to come to this Jialan secret realm at this time, but, I I heard that you are here, so I can only come to gamble."

Nangong Yuehua shook her fan, frowned, "I thought you would come to me with my apprentice, but it's fine if you come."

Nangong Yuehua spoke affectionately, but Mo Chenyuan felt sick to his stomach.

He already guessed what this woman wanted to do.

"What do you want to do?" Chu Qinghong thought for a while, but still covered Mo Chenyuan's eyes, "Nangong Yuehua, please respect yourself, there are still children here."

Nangong Yuehua started to take off her clothes while talking.

Mo Chenyuan: "..."

Why cover his eyes again, is there anything he can't see?

"He doesn't look like your child," Nangong Yuehua said nonchalantly, "Master Chenhua, I don't do anything, I just want to be married to you for one night, you just need to give me your Yuanyang." .”

Mo Chenyuan really didn't know what to say.

What is the use of Chu Qinghong's Yuan Yang?Why do so many people want to get them?

That night in his previous life, he must have obtained Chu Qinghong's Yuan Yang.

It's nothing special, when Mo Chenyuan thought of that, he felt a little depressed.

So why are these people scrambling to get Chu Qinghong's Yuan Yang?

"Senior Nangong," Chu Qinghong sighed softly, "Sorry, I can't promise you."

Nangong Yuehua's expression also sank, "Qinghong, this is out of your control. I didn't ask you to be my Taoist companion, but a mere request for dual cultivation. Why don't you agree? My figure, let you Are you so dissatisfied?"

When Nangong Yuehua was still the Patriarch of the Nangong family, she was already known as a beauty, and because of her extra holiness, she was even more coveted.

There are always people in the cultivation world who say that if that old lady Nangong Yuehua was a thousand years younger, then she would be a perfect match for Chu Qinghong.

Nangong Yuehua sneered at it before, but now it seems that those people are right.

Since this incident happened to her, the only one who can save her now is Chu Qinghong, except Demon Lord.

The Mozun is not something she can see whenever she wants.

"Senior Nangong, is there something wrong with your face?"

Chu Qinghong's indifferent words caused Nangong Yuehua's hand holding the fan to bulge, and she slowly put down the fan. On the left side of her face, there was a terrifying and disgusting appearance of rotten flesh and demonic energy.

This aura made Mo Chenyuan struggle to take off Chu Qinghong's hand.

Chu Qinghong embraced the man in his arms, motioning him not to make trouble, while raising his hand, he returned Nangong Yuehua's scattered clothes all over her body.

Nangong Yuehua sneered, "What, are you scared?"

However, she didn't take it off anymore.

At this time, Chu Qinghong put down his hand that blocked Mo Chenyuan's eyes, "What's the trouble, be good?"

Mo Chenyuan ignored Chu Qinghong's inexplicable words, he stared straight at the devilish energy on Nangong Yuehua's face, and his face became more and more serious, "Which demon cultivator did you acquire the devilish energy on your face? "

No one knows better than Mo Chenyuan the situation of the overflow of devil energy. In his previous life, his uncontrollable devil energy almost turned his whole body into a pool of rotten flesh.

He thought it was because he was born with a body that scattered demons, but he didn't expect that he could see another person like this.

"Boy, what do you know!" Nangong Yuehua instantly became murderous.

There are not many people who can know that she cultivates by picking mending.

After all, she is Nangong Yuehua, the head of the Nangong family!

In the past, Nangong Yuehua hated such things, but compared to these, she was more afraid of death.

200 years ago, she knew that she would not survive the thunder disaster, and the remaining life span was only a short hundred years.

Those who practice immortality and prove the Tao, which one is not for longevity?

It's not time for her to die, but fortunately, she found a secret method that can avoid thunder and prolong her life.

In this way, another 100 years have passed, but ten years ago, she harvested an extremely domineering magic cultivator with devilish energy, and that magic cultivator also made a living by harvesting supplements. people killed.

Unexpectedly, the man finally counterattacked and poured a devilish energy into her body.

If you want to completely eliminate the evil energy, you can only find a pure yang person, or an eminent monk who has attained the Tao.

The latter is too difficult, while the former is Chu Qinghong.

"Chu Qinghong, today, you have to obey, and if you don't, you have to obey!"

Nangong Yuehua touched the intact right half of her face, "Don't worry, I will make you comfortable."

Mo Chenyuan: "..."

Should he leave now?