After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

After watching Luo Wuchen leave, I met the eyes of the person in the mirror, those eyes were dark and cold, like two bottomless ancient wells.

In the winter, the cold frost and snow condense.

I don't know what genius and earthly treasure Luo Wuchen is going to get. He said that the treasure will definitely get rid of my demons, but I don't think so.

Even if Luo Wuchen begged for an elixir for me, it still wouldn't be able to get rid of my inner demons.

After all, my inner demons arise because of him, and because of the situation.

Since it can... give birth once, it can give birth to the second time.

As long as I remain in prison for a day, my inner demons... cannot be eradicated for a day.

What's more, heart... demon?

No, that's not a demon.

That is……

me.

I am a succubus, and a succubus is also a demon.

Since this is a demon.

How could it be pure and kind.

Thinking of something, my eyebrows stretched.

Every succubus possesses a talent skill after awakening.

And my innate skills are related to luck.

I can observe other people's luck, and steal other people's luck, and how much and how long I steal depends on my cultivation and how close the stolen party is to me.

Just like Luo Wuchen, I can temporarily steal four-tenths to five-tenths of his luck.

This is almost halfway, even if it is only for a short time, it should not be underestimated.

I don't know what Luo Wuchen is looking for?What is it, and where is it, but since he needs to pick it up in person, it probably won't be some ordinary treasure.

In the world of comprehension, even the most ordinary monks know that geniuses and treasures that have reached the first rank will be guarded by high-ranking monsters, who will never leave, and accompany them day and night.

If you want to obtain treasures, you must defeat the monsters guarding the side.

The so-called stealing treasures while the monsters are resting is just a brainless plot in the storybook written by the low-level monks.

Since the monster bears the character of beast, it naturally has the characteristics of a beast, either with a keen sense of hearing or a keen sense of smell. Before the monk even got close to the treasure guarded by the monster, he was already noticed by the monster guarding it.

And the more high-level monsters are, the more stingy and vengeful they are. As long as the treasures guarded by the monsters are touched, they must be mentally prepared to face the pursuit from the sky and the earth by the monsters.

Luo Wuchen's cultivation base is so high that he is capable of fighting even the highest level of monsters, but no matter how high his cultivation base is, his chances of winning are just better.

If there is negligence, injury is inevitable, and if you have a little bit of bad luck, you may not be able to come back.

The first time I used my talent, my expression was a little dazed.

When Luo Wuchen left, I used my talent by hugging.

A thin thread that no one can see except myself connects from Luo Wuchen's body to my fingertips.

As long as I move my mind, I can steal his luck.

The state of the thin line is related to Luo Wuchen's current situation. For example, now, the thin line is shining brightly, which means that Luo Wuchen has not encountered any setbacks.

On the contrary, if the light of the thin line flickers on and off, it means something happened to Luo Wuchen.

I don't even have a cultivation level now, so I can't kill Luo Wuchen in a fair and honest manner, but it doesn't matter, after all, I am a demon, and insidious and despicable is the true nature of the demon race.

During the period when Luo Wuchen left, I was paying attention to the light of the thin thread while looking for an opportunity to escape from the Selecting Heaven Sect.

Seeing the flickering brilliance of the thin line, I knew that Luo Wuchen must have encountered a strong enemy, so I made a decisive decision and took away Luo Wuchen's luck.

The thin thread broke immediately and disappeared.

As expected of Luo Wuchen who cultivated to No. 1 in the cultivation world at a young age, even if his luck is less than half, it is as vast as a river.

Compared with him, it seems that my little string-like luck is pitiful.

It is also because of this talent that I first saw the luck in myself.

Cultivators pay attention to talent, savvy and luck. Among them, the most elusive, invisible, and intangible. Talent can be tested when entering the sect, and the level of understanding can also be tested through trials. Only luck...

I looked at myself in the mirror, suddenly in my heart.

No wonder my life has been so rough.

In fact, I have had vague guesses about this matter before.

In the secular world, there is also the saying of the lone star of the evil spirit. I compared it, and it is indeed not far from me.

To restrain the father and restrain the mother, the kinship is few and far between.

It's just that there are some differences in the point of restraining teachers and friends.

Whether it is Su Lianyi or Luo Wuchen, they are all living well, and they are extremely majestic.

[It’s okay, as long as you live and wait patiently, there is always a chance. 】

Yes, there is always a chance.

This time... it's Luo Wuchen, and next time, he will settle with Su Lianyi.

The turbulent mood gradually subsided, and another day passed.

After the thread was disconnected, I couldn't use it to observe Luo Wuchen's situation. I had no way of knowing whether Luo Wuchen really fell because of the lack of luck at that moment. I could only silently hope that Luo Wuchen would follow my heart, Die outside.

Apart from Luo Wuchen and I, there is also Gu Lin who used to live in Killing Peak.

The strange thing is that I have been at Killing Peak for so long, and I have even met Su Lianyi, but I have never seen Gu Lin once.

It's not that I miss Gu Lin and want to catch up with him, it's just that I'm trapped in this small place with weak connections with the outside world, so I can't get information from the outside world.

What I'm worried about is that if I meet Gu Lin when I'm running away, if Gu Lin chooses to be a minion for the tiger, wouldn't my success be in vain?

However, this is actually groundless worry.

I don't have a cultivation base now, so trying to break the restriction is just a dream. These days, I have searched around the restriction over and over again, only to find out angrily that there is no loophole in the restriction.

If this continues, when will I be able to escape?

Is it possible that I will be trapped until the end of time?

I sat on the roof with a gloomy face, looking at the Killing Peak shrouded in clouds and mist, and sat for a whole day.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, I also figured out some things.

I resumed my previous work and rest, and continued to try to loosen the restriction attached to the golden elixir.

Only cultivation is the foundation of standing...

Unfortunately, I couldn't find a way to escape in the end.

Luo Wuchen came back alive.

It was dark that day, and even the last bit of sunlight was completely covered by thick clouds near noon. I was still looking for the weak point of the restriction, but suddenly the wind blew up, and the coldness penetrated into the marrow of my bones.

I went back to the house to add clothes, and after a while, it began to rain.

The rain was ferocious and urgent, and it did not decrease in the slightest until late at night.

It was at this time that Luo Wuchen appeared in my room covered in moisture.

He had wounds on his body, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he was covered with dust.

After entering the house, he walked straight to me, grabbed my hand, "wanwan..."

I frowned slightly, only to feel that the palm of my hand was frozen, and there was a herb with aura in it.

Luo Wuchen's voice was slightly hoarse, his pale and handsome face was stained with tiredness, and he looked at me eagerly: "Take it quickly."

I looked at Luo Wuchen and sighed regretfully in my heart.

Pity.

The manicured nails scratched the flesh, and my eyes dimmed.

How could his life be so big?

"Wanwan, you..." Luo Wuchen seemed to have something to say, but I was too lazy to listen.

I was playing with the so-called treasure that Luo Wuchen gave me that could get rid of the demons in my hand, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of my mouth.

"Is it hard?" I asked him softly.

"It's nothing." Luo Wuchen looked slightly warm, trying to cover up the peace lightly.

But the injuries on his body were so conspicuous, blatantly exposing the fact that he was weak.

The rainstorm was isolated by the ridge of the roof, and along the eaves of the promenade, it merged into a large stream of water, falling like a small waterfall.

"Luo Wuchen..."

I casually put the spiritual herb aside, and lightly placed my pale and thin fingers on the bloody wound on Luo Wuchen's heart.

"Such a serious injury..." I raised my eyelids slightly, and said calmly, "Why didn't you die?"

"Wanwan..." Luo Wuchen's pupils trembled, and the hand on my waist tightened suddenly.

"It's okay, this time..." I didn't care about the tightness around my waist, and I pressed my fingers slightly

The sound of rain outside the window, and in the howling wind, is noisy and quiet.

The sharp blade made of broken porcelain pierced along Luo Wuchen's wound, tearing apart the already ferocious wound into deeper scars.

"..." Luo Wuchen groaned in pain, his pupils trembled violently, and he looked at me in astonishment.

"This time," I murmured softly, raised my head and smiled slightly at Luo Wuchen, "I will definitely die."

Luo Wuchen clutched his heart tightly, dripping blood spilled from his fingers.

It was even more successful than expected.

I don't know why, but Luo Wuchen didn't put any defenses against me.It was almost easy for me to stab the porcelain blade into his heart.

I was stunned for a moment, feeling a little empty in my heart.

he……

Did he really think I wouldn't hate him?

ridiculous!

How could I not hate him.

I wish I could kill him myself.

Since the opportunity is right in front of me, how can I let it go easily.

It is true that everything in me that could be used as a weapon was stripped away on the day I was trapped here by Luo Wuchen.

It is true that this "cage" looks like a residence, but it is really just a cage in essence. Except for the necessary items, there is nothing that should not be there.

But those who can be used as weapons are not the only ones, as long as there is a heart, there will always be a way.

It's like the porcelain vase used to hold the panacea, a weapon mold that Luo Wuchen sent to me.

I consumed six medicinal porcelain bottles, and finally polished out a weapon of the right size and sharp enough.

And my weapon has also successfully ushered in the place where it can be used, and it has been a success.

There is a common sense in the comprehension world, that is, whether it is a monster or a monk, their physical bodies will become stronger with the growth of their cultivation base.

I had thought in advance that with Luo Wuchen's cultivation level approaching ascension, his physical body should already be extremely strong, ordinary weapons would not be able to cause the slightest scar on his body, let alone break through the defense of his physical body and seriously injure him .

But before he returned to Killing Peak, maybe he was injured during the process of taking the treasure, or on the way back.

There are two places on the chest, one on the back of the chest, and one on the leg. The wounds are grim, and the flesh and blood are turned out. It is frightening to look at.

No need to think deeply, one must know that Luo Wuchen must have gone through an extremely tragic and fierce battle.

He was injured so badly, but he didn't even deal with the injury when he returned to Zetianzong, he found me first and asked me to take Purple Heart Nine Turns Grass...

Is he so afraid that I will be controlled by demons?

he is so...

care about me?

care?

I let out a sneer in my heart, and my expression became more and more indifferent.

If he really cared about me, why would he imprison me here regardless of my wishes and drive me crazy?

madness.

Everything he did was self-righteous and self-impressed.

What does it have to do with me?

I'm not that cheap, and I still feel sorry for my enemies.

To be stabbed for no reason, and to be moved by the medicine sent by the murderer, is a crime.

I'm not that cheap.

Thanks to the unknown "good-hearted person", I don't have to worry about how to tear apart the defenses of Luo Wuchen's physical body, I just need to choose "sprinkle salt on the wound" among his original wounds.

Judging from Luo Wuchen's scars, it is obvious that the one who left the wound has the same purpose as mine, that is to take Luo Wuchen's life.

Each one is very dangerous, one of them is right across Luo Wuchen's heart, and any deeper will hurt his heart.

No matter how deep a cultivator is, the heart is always the key to one's life.

Luo Wuchen...

No exception.

"Late night..."

Luo Wuchen's complexion was astonishingly white, as if he was enduring some kind of extreme pain, his whole body was trembling slightly.

Blood gushed out continuously from the wound that Luo Wuchen held down.

In the past, I might still feel sorry for him, but now, when I see Luo Wuchen's unbelievable and pale face, I can only laugh out loud.

Not to mention how happy I am.

Great, great.

He deserves it!

Damn him!

As long as he is dead, I...

Suddenly, I suddenly noticed a trace of uneasiness...

I looked at Luo Wuchen in panic, and saw——

Luo Wuchen expressionlessly pulled out the porcelain knife that I stabbed in his heart.

A few drops of blood splashed on my face, which was instantly cold.

"..." I opened my eyes slightly, he...

Luo Wuchen's expression was indifferent, his gaze was as cold as ice and snow, with a faint murderous intent.

"Xie Wan—" Luo Wuchen called me in a hoarse voice.

I trembled instinctively, and my heart beat rapidly.

I don't know if it was because the candlelight was too dim, but I suddenly had the illusion that Luo Wuchen's pupils seemed much darker.

Luo Wuchen stared at me, his pupils were like a deep sea brewing with a storm, unfathomable, dark and deep.

"You want me dead?"