Who did the poor Dan Xiu provoke?

After that night, Ning Ran lay in bed for a whole day and night.

It's not that the body is uncomfortable again, it's just that the mind has been too stimulated.

If it was 20 days ago, someone had told him: "You and Demon Lord Qin Budu will settle down with each other in ten days or so." He would definitely think that person was talking nonsense.

But it really happened.

During this day and night, as soon as Ning Ran closed his eyes, he could recall the feeling of Qin Budu kissing himself with all his strength, dancing with the nail on the tip of his tongue.

This is a bit too much for Ning Ran who has been single for 1000 years.

Fortunately, after lying down for a whole day, Ning Ran suddenly remembered a detail——

During the day, he felt tired, so he took out the big tonic pill from the gourd to eat, but Qin Budu suddenly appeared and ate the big tonic pill in his hand.

Compared with the ones he sells, the big tonic pills he eats on weekdays have much stronger medicinal properties. To him, they are just like energy drinks, but to Qin Budu, who is already healthy and energetic people say...

Ran Ningran sat up in shock on the dying bed!

No wonder Qin Budu would suddenly...!

After thinking about this, Ning Ran felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, so he got up from the bed again, picked up a small hoe and went to the small courtyard, and continued to pour the spiritual liquid on those spiritual plants.

Xiaoye squatted next to Ning Ran, holding her chin, staring blankly at the vial containing the spiritual liquid in Ning Ran's hand.

Xiaoye is originally a spirit grass, and this spirit-filled potion is tens of thousands of times more attractive to him than a lollipop, but Qin Budu had already told Ning Ran not to give it to Xiaoye; Ning Ran also understands the truth - Xiaoye is a fairy grass that grows in a dangerous environment, and has cultivated a human form. If you want to stabilize your Dao heart and improve your cultivation base, you must not be opportunistic, so no matter how eager Xiaoye is, Ning Ran will not will give him.

Just as Ning Ran was watering the spiritual plants under the condemnation of his conscience, he heard an angry shout from outside.

Ning Ran and Xiao Ye were startled, they looked up in the direction of the sound, and saw three people.

One person was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle appearance, it was Qin Budu's great protector Shining Saber; the other person was wearing a black robe with red hair and red eyes, his handsomeness was mixed with a sky-high evil spirit, it was Qin Budu.

The remaining man was a muscular young man with a very distinctive appearance: snow-white hair, snow-white eyebrows, super-short-shaved hair, wheat-colored skin... At first glance, he was very difficult to mess with.

he is?

Xiaoye grabbed the corner of Ning Ran's clothes as a help, looked on tiptoes for a long time, and finally saw who was outside through the fence, and he thoughtfully explained to Ning Ran, "Ning Ran, you probably don't know that person." People? His name is Fu Yiju, he is..."

There is no need for Xiaoye to say the following words, Ning Ran knows it too.

This person turned out to be the one who got burned? !

During the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, Fu Yiju killed an untold number of cultivators. Ning Ran's friend was also closed for a hundred years because of his severe injuries.

But Ning Ran's friend didn't let Fu Yiju feel better, a long sword pierced deeply.Enter Fu Yiju's belly and let him fall from the sky.

Everyone, including Ning Ran, thought that Fu Yiju must be dead, but they didn't expect him to be alive!

And it has changed.

When Fu Yiju was massacred, Ning Ran was helping on the other side of the battlefield. He only glanced at him from a distance. In his impression, Fu Yiju was not only black-haired, but also had a hairstyle that shot up to the sky, like a super Saiyan. No wonder Ning Ran just now Did not recognize him.

At this moment, Qin Budu, Yi Dao and Fu Yiju were standing more than [-] meters away from the courtyard, but Ning Ran could hear Fu Yiju's roar clearly.

Including now, Ning Ran can understand what Fu Yiju said.

Fu Yiju said angrily: "Qin Budu! You said that you want to rectify the Demon Realm, and I gave in. You said that you wanted to be on par with the world, and I also gave in, but now you even have to change the trials that happen once in a century! Why do you! You Do you still treat us as human beings? If you still have Demon Realm in your heart..."

Trials?what is it

Seeing that there was new information to learn, the undercover agent Ning Ran pricked up his ears immediately, and was hesitating whether to feed two ear-tong pills into his mouth to hear what Qin Budu had to say, but saw Qin Budu turning his head to him. He glanced at the place where Xiaoye was.

Then, Ning Ran received a voice transmission from Qin Budu.

"Go back first."

Ning Ran: ...

Sure enough, information is not so easy to get.

Since Qin Budu had spoken, Ning Ran had to leave of course in order not to make him suspicious. He took Xiaoye and walked away step by step. On the way, he asked Xiaoye: "What is the trial?"

Xiaoye shook her head: "I've only been in Demon Realm for 80 years, I don't know."

Ning Ran was curious for a long time, but he didn't expect Qin Budu to mention it on his own initiative at night.

"Do you want to go to the trials?"

Ning Ran was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Selection, trial? What is the trial? Can I go too?"

Qin Budu said: "It's just a competition held by the Demon Realm every hundred years."

Ning Ran wanted to ask again, but Qin Budu refused to explain further, just asked him: "Are you going?"

Ning Ran's answer is of course yes.

Ning Ran originally thought that the trials would take more than a month to prepare, but he did not expect that the trials would be held three days later; the venue for the trials was in the southeast of Qin Budu's Demon Palace, and according to Qin Budu, there were natural nodules there , is suitable for the barrier of the arena.

On the day of the trials, Ning Ran followed Qin Budu to the arena, and sat with him in the most central, front row, and best viewing seats.

There were a lot of people here today, ranging from high-level demon cultivators to ordinary people, and the seats around the arena, which was as big as four or five football fields combined, were all full.

Although Qin Budu is a Demon Lord, he did not speak at the opening ceremony. The person who represented him was Yi Dao. Qin Budu sat sideways on the chair, got a pot from somewhere and poured it into a small porcelain cup to drink , indescribably leisurely.

Qin Budu glanced at Ning Ran: "Aren't you curious about what the trials are?"

Ning Ran immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

curious!Of course he was curious!But if Qin Budu didn't say anything, he didn't dare to ask!

Qin Budu was amused, and he explained to Ning Ran in a good mood: "Before I became a Demon Lord, the trial competition was held to select the top [-] Demon Cultivators in the Demon Realm."

Ning Ran understood.

Their cultivators also hold a ranking competition every hundred years, in order to select the best seedlings of the new generation who are the best in the world.

Ning Ran noticed something else: "According to what your lord said, could it be that the rules of the selection contest of Demon Realm have changed?"

"Well," Qin Budu raised the corners of his mouth, "I have changed the rules. From this selection competition, there will only be one winner."

Ning Ran was confused: "One?"

Qin Budu smiled and stretched out his hand to poke Ning Ran's forehead: "There is only one winner, and naturally the one who stands at the end is the winner."

Ning Ran still didn't quite understand, and was about to ask again, but he heard Yi Dao on the field say: "The selection competition has officially started—!"

As Yi Dao's voice fell, several figures flashed onto the ring quickly, and Ning Ran saw that the fastest person was Fu Yiju, and the others were familiar, most likely they had met in the battle between immortals and demons.

What is this for?Didn't you say it was a tryout?Why is everyone coming up?Is it possible to fight together?

Ning Ran turned around strangely, and wanted to ask Qin Budu to explain, but when he saw Qin Budu's cold red eyes, he suddenly reflected: "Could it be that you have changed the format of the selection competition to a big chaos?" Fighting? Or arena? Everyone fights together, and the winner is the one who stands at the end?"

Qin Budu praised Ning Ran: "You are not stupid."

Ning Ran: ...

Thank you so much.

If you just changed the rules to this, why would you be so angry on the day of Fu Yizhu?

"But you're wrong about one thing." Just as Ning Ran was frowning and thinking, Qin Budu said again: "It's not that the one who stands at the end is the winner, but... the one who survives to the end is the winner."

After realizing the meaning of Qin Budu's words, Ning Ran was shocked.

Does Qin Budu mean that he wants all demon cultivators to kill each other? ?

Ning Ran blurted out, "Why did you do this?"

"Could it be that you think the format of the previous trials was good?"

Ning Ran didn't know why Qin Budu suddenly asked himself this question, but he still nodded his head: "Isn't it good to compete with each other to choose the strongest?... At least it's better than cannibalism..."

Hearing Ning Ran's answer, Qin Budu smiled happily. He stretched out his hand and poked Ning Ran's forehead: "Should I say that you really deserve to be an upright monk? After living for thousands of years, how can you still think so naively?"

Qin Budu said: "Even if you see a peaceful demon realm, don't forget...they are bleeding from demon blood."

He looked into Ning Ran's eyes: "What are demons? Demons are the ugliest dark side of human beings. Their violence, bloodthirsty, and aggressiveness all come from instinct."

Ning Ran was silent.

He is a half-demon, and has more "human" side, so he didn't feel the malice from inside Qin Budu said, but his mother did, if his mother had been quiet for too long, every time Every few months it becomes like madness.

It is said that it is because the crimson moon and killing spirit of the Demon Realm can confuse people's minds.

At this time, there were more than [-] demon cultivators participating in the arena. After Yidao exited the arena, they immediately became a group, and their moves were fatal. In just a few seconds, there were already many black people on the arena. Red blood.

"Even if the people live and work in peace and contentment, the devil is still a devil." Qin Budu watched the battle on the stage, turned his wrist, and threw a scroll to Ning Ran.

Ning Ran took the scroll and injected a little spiritual energy into it, and the scroll unfolded in front of him immediately, and the names on it were actually recorded one by one.

Fu Yiju, Yi Dao...

Qin Budu asked him: "Does it look familiar? Yes, they are the ones who pried open the gap in time and space during the century-old war between immortals and demons to attack your mortal world's demon cultivator commanders—they are also the top 100 people in the selection competition."

"So, do you really think it's the friendship first and competition second trials held like you cultivators? The one hundred winners are the team leader list to attack and kill your cultivators!"

Qin Budu raised his eyebrows: "Since they want to fight, let them kill and play by themselves, don't go out and harm others."

The amount of information received was too much, and Ning Ran didn't know how to answer Qin Budu for a while.

He has too many questions in his mind.

Did Qin Budu modify the rules of the game to prevent them from attacking the mortal world?

If this is evidence of Qin Budu's "anti-war", then why did Qin Budu let his clansmen fight each other?

Why did Qin Budu do this?What is he thinking now?Does he still have the intention to attack the mortal world?

Countless thoughts and doubts filled Ning Ran's brain. He stared blankly at the demon cultivators who were fighting and shopping in front of him. It was only four or five minutes before the start of the trials, and a demon cultivator had already fallen on the edge of the ring , dying.

Ning Ran was full of doubts, but

When he looked back and saw Qin Budu's expression, he understood everything.

Qin Budu was playing with the teacup in his hand, looking at the ring, his eyes were full of ridicule, but the corners of his mouth were turned up, as if he was immersed in happiness.

Seeing Ning Ran looking over, he raised his eyebrows at Ning Ran as if showing off: "How is it? Isn't it exciting?"

It turned out to be the case.

Ning Ran speculated that Qin Budu didn't like war or aggression, so he changed the trials originally held for attacking cultivators into gladiatorial competitions.

But as Qin Budu said, demons are evil.

Qin Budu is also a demon, so he is no exception.

The reason why he changed the trials to the present is nothing more than to arouse the ugliness in the hearts of these demon cultivators, to watch them fight each other, and to see them show their ugly and proud sides.

Qin Budu is admiring it now.

He doesn't care who lives and who dies, he just appreciates the fight created by him.

A voice in Ning Ran's mind said: "Since the demon cultivators want to fight, there is nothing wrong with killing each other. Qin Budu just took advantage of this, and he did the right thing."

Another voice in Ning Ran's mind said: "Maybe some of these demon cultivators are like mothers, and their hearts are good, but they can't control themselves."

When another demon cultivator was thrown out vomiting blood, Ning Ran grabbed Qin Budu's wrist.

Qin Budu looked sideways at Ning Ran: "What's wrong?"

"Can you...can you tell them to stop?"

Qin Budu genuinely showed a puzzled expression.

But when Qin Budu saw Ning Ran's face, he immediately stood up, and the soaring magic power overwhelmingly pressed down on the ring. Everyone present, including Ning Ran, couldn't even move a finger.

Qin Budu's voice reached everyone's ears: "Stop beating."

"Not a single person died."

In the evening, Qin Budu told Ning Ran about his injury in today's trials in a low voice.

Ning Ran let out a long breath of relief.

Seeing Ning Ran's instantly relaxed expression, Qin Budu felt aggrieved: "You have half of the blood on your body, I thought you would like it too."

Ning Ran: ...

He is not he did not!Qin Budu, don't talk nonsense!

A few days later, Ning Ran was teaching Qin Budu how to study computers, and Ning Ran was standing on the side watching him. Qin Budu suddenly put his arms around Ning Ran's waist: "This deity helped you out today, how are you going to thank this deity?" ?”

Ning Ran smiled dryly: "Is there something wrong with your logic, my lord? This is not helping poor cultivators to get ahead. This is clearly your lord who is accumulating virtue for yourself. If your lord must want to thank you, then why don't you thank yourself !"

Qin Budu chuckled.

His hand slipped into the corner of Ning Ran's clothes, circling around Ning Ran's navel, he asked Ning Ran: "Do you want to?"

Ning Ran: ...

"...The poor cultivator doesn't think too much about it."

Qin Budu reached out and unbuttoned the two buttons under Ning Ran's shirt, put his lips on Ning Ran's belly and kissed twice, then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Ran: "I didn't enjoy myself at all today, but I did it because I like you. Listen to your words, but you are not even willing to get close to this deity?"

Is Qin Budu acting coquettishly? ? ?

The fact that Qin Budu is acting like a baby to himself actually made Ning Ran feel like he was being bombarded by thunder.

Just a few hours ago, Qin Budu was still a demon who used knives to kill people without blinking an eye, but now he is begging him to be close to him like a cat begging to be petted. Ning Ran can't tell what he feels in his heart now... It seems a little horrifying , but also a little proud...

Before Ning Ran could react, his body had already reacted first, and he stretched out his hand to smooth the red hair next to Shun Qin Budu's ear.

In Qin Budu's view, this move was encouragement.

Qin Budu stood up, embraced Ning Ran and hugged him closer, Ning Ran was dizzy from his kiss, but he just told himself in his heart: Just like what Qin Budu said, it is normal for good friends to comfort each other , and he had already met Qin Budu once before, the first time he was born, and the second time he was acquainted...

Ning Ran was thinking wildly in his head, his body had been brought to the bedside by you Qin Budu unknowingly, Ning Ran was a little flustered: "Qin Budu, don't..."

Qin Budu said, "Don't worry, I won't go in."

He taught Ning Ran to pose in a kneeling position. Ning Ran felt ashamed and buried his head between his arms, but Qin Budu refused to lose sight of Ning Ran's face. Whenever he lowered his head, Qin Budu would pick him up again. Get up and kiss.

Ning Ran kissed him for a long time, and at the last moment, he heard him keep saying that he liked him. Although he knew that Qin Budu was coaxing him, he still had the illusion that he was really liked by Qin Budu.

That night, Ning Ran didn't even go back to his room, and he didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already bright, and Qin Budu was looking at him with his head tilted. .

"woke up?"

"My lord..." When Ning Ran opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, and Qin Budu was amused by him: "Your health is too bad, I obviously didn't go too far yesterday." Ning Ran blushed and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

After returning to his room, Ning Ran washed and washed his hair. When he was wiping his hair, he suddenly felt the gourd on his waist shake slightly. He sensed what it was, but found that it was Mr. Bai who emitted the spiritual power. The notebook for myself.

He opened his notebook and saw Mr. Bai's message to him.

"Are you okay? If you are well, please write back."

Ning Ran was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't realize until he saw the date of Mr. Bai's message on the notebook.

Last night turned out to be the second ten-day meeting between him and Mr. Bai!

And he actually... actually...

He hurriedly replied to Mr. Bai: "I'm fine! Mr. Bai! Something was delayed yesterday!"

Mr. Bai replied quickly: "It's fine."

He also said, "If you are free now, can you come back?"

Ning Ran has done something wrong, so naturally he has no reason to say no, and after a quick answer, he quickly took out Mr. Bai and cast a spell on himself: "Enlightenment!"

After another bout of dizziness, Ning Ran came to that familiar room for the second time. Mr. Bai was sitting behind the desk, looking at him.

After Ning Ran covered his head for a while, he heard the first words Mr. Bai asked himself: "...Are you okay? What's wrong with your mouth?"

Ning Ran: ...

what happened?

Qin Budu gnawed it!

But Ning Ran didn't dare to talk to Mr. Bai, he just touched his lower lip in embarrassment: "Yesterday...it was broken yesterday..."

"That's it." A smile seemed to flash in Mr. Bai's eyes: "It's really careless, you should pay more attention in the future."

Ning Ran pretended to be an ostrich with his head down, vaguely: "Okay, thank you Mr. Bai for your concern, I understand."

But Mr. Bai didn't let go of his plan: "You broke your neck too?"

Ning Ran: ...

Mr. Bai! !Don't ask any more questions! !Embarrassment can kill, too! !