After the apprenticeship, I became a hater

It was getting late, and dim stars were scattered in the sky of the Demon Realm.

At that time, I was meditating in the house when I suddenly heard a whispering sound from the courtyard.

"Huh... why is he here again?" The voice was shrill and immature, like a baby learning to speak, and like an uncivilized monster.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Another voice that was not much different was full of undisguised curiosity, and then I heard that voice say "oh", and the tone became more and more curious, "It's him, he's here today too Already?"

I smiled knowingly and recognized the owner of the voice.

It was the voice of a demon spirit, a creature unique to the Demon Realm.

The magic palace is full of spiritual power. At night, there will always be small groups of firefly-like monsters flickering on the branches in my yard.

I also only recently discovered them.

It was only after reading related books that I realized that the existence of demon spirits is a combination of the purest spiritual power, invisible and colorless, no matter what race they are, no matter how high their cultivation level is, they cannot see their true appearance, let alone Can't listen to his truth.

But I don't know why, I am so ordinary, but I can hear their conversation.

This group of demon spirits have just opened their minds, and they are ignorant of everything, but because they are everywhere, they are the most well-informed.

The group of demon spirits in my yard love to huddle together to make noise and gossip.

Although I like to be quiet and don't like to be noisy, I don't dislike having such a group of demons chattering in my yard.

I listened to the group of demons chatting with one ear but not the other, and didn't specifically listen to what they were saying. Only in the middle of the night, accompanied by lively voices, I didn't feel lonely anymore.

It is the same today.

While I was circulating my spiritual power, using it to nourish the spirit in my belly, I heard the chirping of the demon spirit sneaking in with the wind, and I felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

Just as he was planning to turn the spiritual power in his body for the last cycle and then go to rest, he heard the demon spirit in the courtyard startled again.

"...Strange," said the first demon spirit in confusion, "What are the human races doing in the Demon Realm?"

One of the slightly impatient demons said in a soft voice: "It must be uneasy and kind, traitor, spy!"

"What is a spy?" This voice is more immature than the others, and it's the first time I've heard its voice, presumably it's a newly born demon.

"A spy is a spy," replied the slightly impatient voice as a matter of course.

But its explanation just made the newborn demon spirit confused, it hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "That's right, that's the bad guy!"

"He looks so good-looking, he shouldn't be a spy... Maybe he's here to find someone? You see, he also brought beautiful flowers with him."

The impatient demon groaned, "Moyu is either a demon or a demon, what kind of person is he looking for?"

Suddenly a demon interjected slowly: "I know this man Xiu, he is the human sword repair whose wife ran away."

As soon as this remark came out, all the demon spirits exclaimed in unison, "Oh!"

The charm of gossip is so great that even I cannot escape it.

I don't know when, I stopped my exercises, pricked up my ears, and listened attentively.

All the demon spirits in the courtyard urged, "Tell me quickly, tell me quickly."

This monster seems to be very talented as a storyteller. A replay of the news aroused everyone's curiosity and whetted everyone's appetite, so he continued unhurriedly. "I also heard from the demon near the barrier..."

"It is said that the human sword cultivator was originally a well-known figure in the cultivation world, and was invited by Xue Wucheng to suppress demons. Hey, the man came, and his wife and the demon race ran away..."

"Hee hee hee hee - my wife ran away..." All the demon spirits let out a burst of gloating laughter.

"It's so pathetic hee hee hee hee—"

For a while, the yard was full of joy.

But I couldn't laugh. The more I listened, the more I felt that Renxiu in the mouth of the demon was familiar...

"Also, listen to me..." The demon had laughed enough, and was about to gossip triumphantly.

Suddenly a demonic voice screamed softly, "He's coming!"

"Did he hear that?"

"It's fierce, it's terrifying!"

"Run, run, run—"

The demon spirits scattered like birds, and the courtyard became quiet again.

My heart couldn't calm down.

I heard from the demon spirit that the man has come to repair...

If I'm right, the human cultivator in the mouth of the demon spirit should be...

My fingers tightened suddenly. Since I couldn't meditate, I simply got up and opened the door violently.

"Wow—"

The noisy wind is wrapped in the fragrance of flowers, carrying countless flower petals.

I raised my hand, covered it with my sleeve, squinted and looked out.

The stars are dim, the candles are thin, and the flowers, plants, trees, rockery and strange rocks are indistinct in the hazy night.

In the depths of the shadows, a streak of plain white faintly passed by.

Like a hem blown by the wind.

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

I put down my sleeves, looked around, and unexpectedly met a pair of deep pupils.

The white clothes are calm, and the ink hair is light.

Sure enough...it was Luo Wuchen.

Seeing that it was him, I took a step back subconsciously, and then I remembered that this place is no longer Luo Wuchen's Selecting Heaven Sect, or even the Realm of Cultivation.

This is the Demon Realm, Sang Luo's Demon Palace.

Luo Wuchen can no longer forcefully bring me back to his Killing Peak.

And I am not the Xie Wan who was powerless in the past.

Since I moved to the Demon Palace, Sang Luo said that I was pregnant, worried that I would be in danger, and would give me one or two treasures every now and then. .

Accumulated now, I have more than a dozen magic weapons for self-defense.

In addition, Sang Luo also set up numerous formations in my courtyard, trying every means to protect me.

The authority to activate the formations is in my hands. I usually only open a few basic formations. The killing and trapping formations to defend against the enemy will consume a lot of spirit stones, so I don't open them.

I moved my fingers, a little hesitant whether I should open those formations now...

Just now, my action of taking a step back was not concealed, on the contrary, it was very obvious, as if I was avoiding some scourge. Luo Wuchen could easily taste my rejection of him from my attitude.

With my fingers, I quietly pinched the handle to activate the formation, ready to activate the formation the moment Luo Wuchen made his move.

But Luo Wuchen didn't move, just stood there not far away, staring at me without blinking.

strangeness……

I was slightly stunned, feeling that Luo Wuchen in this appearance was a little weird, I raised my eyelashes slightly, changed my previous attitude of not wanting to look at him more, and began to scrutinize Luo Wuchen carefully.

Luo Wuchen's cold cheeks are much thinner than the last time we parted, and my figure is reflected in the extremely cold eyes.

I saw his jaw tightened, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

It's like anxiety, like panic.

The weirdness in my heart grew stronger.

In the middle of the night, the majestic sword master, why don't you stay in the realm of comprehension, what are you doing in the demon realm?

Wouldn't it be true that what the demon spirit said, he came to investigate the details of the Demon Realm?

Is there no one left in the cultivation world?

Even sending a spy has to use the power of the tribulation period?I thought sarcastically.

Suddenly, I remembered that a monster said...he brought...flowers?

With a thought in my mind, my eyes shifted, but neither Luo Wuchen's left hand nor his right hand, I didn't see any laurel flowers.

Did I hear it wrong?

That's right, Luo Wuchen's hand is the hand holding the sword, how could he hold flowers.

When I think about it this way, it makes sense.

I must have misheard.

So... Luo Wuchen came here in the middle of the night, what was he going to do?

Luo Wuchen didn't speak, just looked at me silently, looking at me so badly.

"You..." Liangshang, I lost my patience, no matter what he came for, I won't accompany him anymore.

Previously, Luo Wuchen was silent like a mute, but as soon as I opened my mouth, Luo Wuchen also spoke at the same time.

"Are you getting married?"

The voice was low and cold, mixed with anger that resembled gnashing of teeth.

I was taken aback.

What marriage?

……Who?

Wait, he is... me? !

Why didn't I know that I was getting married?

I was confused, full of bewilderment, and looked at Luo Wuchen in a daze.

After Luo Wuchen asked that sentence, he pursed his lips tightly again, refusing to say another word.

It seems that he has been wronged by the sky.

But I am already impatient to coax him, I just feel that he is inexplicable.

"What does it have to do with you?"

I was eloquent, with unabashed irony in my tone.

"You have nothing to do with me anymore. Do you have any control over whether I want to get married or who I get married with?"

Luo Wuchen's eyes looked a little dark in the night, his eye sockets were flushed red, and the hands under the sleeves seemed to be clenched tightly, trembling slightly.

When the night wind blew up, my hair stood on end for a moment, almost thinking that he was about to lose control and beat me up.

"……it is good."

What good?

I looked at Luo Wuchen with a nervous expression, full of vigilance.

Earlier, when I was still at Killing Peak, I also had a similar conversation with Luo Wuchen.

Starting with Luo Wuchen's unreasonable troubles, my retort continued, and then he became angry from embarrassment...

This time, I...

I gritted my teeth, my body tensed unconsciously.

The magic formation in the courtyard flickered and started quietly.

The fingers hidden in the sleeves silently rested on the dagger that Sang Luo gave me for self-defense, I turned my eyes to Luo Wuchen coldly, and said coldly: "Master Sword Master, you are not welcome here, please go back. "

Luo Wuchen's eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and then gradually turned into a void. He stared at me for a moment as if absent-minded, his lips trembled, but he still repeated the same old tune.

"Are you really going to get married?"

Although I don't know how Luo Wuchen decided that I was going to get married, it didn't stop me from being bored with his nonsense.

My eyebrows furrowed in annoyance, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Master Jianzun, don't you think that you are too lenient?"

Luo Wuchen seemed to get some unacceptable answer, his face turned pale, "I'm just worried about you..."

I mocked, "No need."

"Where were you when I needed you in the past? Now I don't need you anymore, but you are meddling endlessly..."

"...Do you think I will be rare?"

"Don't bother me."

I didn't have the patience to listen to him anymore, and I didn't want to blow cold wind on him in the yard like a fool, and said coldly, "Please go ahead, take your leave." Then I turned around and went back to my room.

"Wanwan, he is the Demon Lord," Luo Wuchen suddenly reached out and grabbed my arm, "He is cunning by nature, don't marry him, he is lying to you..."

Luo Wuchen's voice faltered, and he looked blankly at the knife I stabbed in his heart.

"The demons are cunning?" The blood seeped into my fingertips along the dagger, and it gradually became cold. I pushed away Luo Wuchen's claws on my hand, "But it was the cunning demons you said that saved me, but... "

The corners of my lips sneered, "You lied to me, hurt me, hurt me, and now you are here to sow discord."

"Luo Wuchen, you really make me sick."