Sunrise and sunset.
A few days after the demon cultivators left, the human cultivators set foot on this battlefield.
These people were wearing dark gray uniforms with black edges, and if Yang Wu saw them, he would know that this was the uniform of the Punishment Division of the Thirteen Divisions of the Changtian Sect.
The Department of Prudential Punishment is in charge of the rules and punishments, and is also responsible for investigation.
The leader of the team is none other than Chong Yu, the master of Zhanyun Peak.
He ordered his personal disciple Zhou Ji to personally send Yang Wu to the mortal realm, but unexpectedly, a few days ago, Zhou Ji's soul lamp was extinguished When apprenticeship, each master will take a drop of his disciple's heart and blood and light a soul lamp for his own disciples.
If a disciple encounters a hardship outside, the Master will know about it as soon as possible.
Chong Yu was taken aback and immediately reported to Chong Qi.
Yang Wu has entered Chongxin's cause and effect, and her lifeline is completely unpredictable, but Zhou Ji can be calculated.
Chong Lin is no longer there, and a virtual character in the door is good at this, and he has calculated the general direction.
Chong Yu personally led the team to this vicinity, and from the high air, he saw the battlefield on the ground.
The peaks are cracking, the forests are collapsing.
The huge destructive force made everyone gasp.
"Go."
Chong Yu said.
A disciple of the Punishment Division was carrying a cage, and when he opened the door, hundreds of spy bees buzzed out.
The man was prompted by his divine sense, and hundreds of scout bees scattered.
More than 20 disciples also spread out in different directions, each reconnoitring.
Chong Yu was alone in mid-air, looking at the traces left by the battle on the ground, his brows furrowed.
More than two hours later, a voice note flew back into Chong Yu's hand: "Real person, I have found the remains of Senior Brother Zhou." ” Chong Yu followed the sound note, and arrived there in an instant.
The two disciples of the Punishment Division stood there, their faces very unpleasant.
When I saw him, I hurriedly called "real person".
One person stepped forward, held up the sword in his hand with both hands, and sent it to Chong Yu.
The name of the sword is "Qiu Jiao", which was given to Zhou Ji by Chong Yu when he was apprenticing that day.
Chong Yu stared at the sword, reached out and picked it up, and withdrew it into his magic weapon.
His gaze then turned to the black oilcloth bag in the hand of the other Punishment Division's disciple.
"I'll see."
He said.
The two disciples glanced at each other and stretched the mouth of the bag open.
Chong Yu glanced at it, and pain flashed in his eyes.
On that day, he wanted to act as a person who was looking for the body of pure yin, and when he passed by the campus of the Hundred Feet Peak, he felt a sword intent.
The diligent young man was fully immersed in his sword intent, and that appearance made the elder like it when he saw it.
The relationship between master and apprentice is born because of one eye.
Among his disciples, he has the shortest time to get started, but he is very fond of him.
This child has no shortage of qualifications, understanding, and diligence, and he will become a great tool in the future.
Clinker falls here.
It's deplorable.
"That's all," Chong Yu asked.
The disciple of the Punishment Division replied: "I have searched all the neighborhood, only these are the only ones, and I am afraid that the others have already entered the belly of the beast."
Chong Yu was silent and said, "Converge." ” When he returned to the meeting place, several disciples had already returned, and the Tao was not fruitful.
The other disciples who did not return had their own gains.
One person found a fragment of a jade bracelet.
One person found more than a dozen blades and tattered women's clothes, as well as several Qiankun bags scattered on the ground.
In the middle of the road there were also pieces of clothes hanging on thorns.
After the two met and communicated, they were shocked: "Is that Yang Ji trying to avenge Senior Brother Zhou?"
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"W-That's too much," the other muttered.
They were in the final battle, and from the traces around them, you could imagine how powerful the two sides of the battle were.
Yang Ji, a little mortal, how could she have such courage Really, underestimated her.
It was already dark, Chong Yu took out his flying boat, and everyone stayed here for the night.
On the second day, they continued to search for two full days, confirming that there was indeed no trace of Yang Wu, and then they collected the team and embarked on the road back to the sect.
After returning to the sect, Chong Yu went to the Dao Peak.
"That kind of combat power, I'm afraid it is only available to the two kings of the demon clan."
Chong Yu said.
Chong Qi nodded and said, "The Demon Domain has been changing for more than ten years, and the two kings of the Demon Clan should decide to win or lose."
One family and two kings is not a long-term way.
I just don't know who will win or lose in the end. ” And he asked, "The boy."
Chong Yu said gloomily: "It has fallen." ” "Yang Nu" "Nowhere to be seen.
There is no one in life, and no corpse in death.
Or they have been buried in the belly of the beast, or they may have been taken captive. ” "The gate is not in that direction, how will they go there" "I looked at the map, it should be Yang Nu who went back to her hometown first, and then set off towards the boundary gate.
On the route, he stepped on the border of the Demon Domain. ” Unexpectedly, I encountered a duel between the two kings of the demon clan.
One died, the other disappeared.
Cultivators value "luck", and this time, the two of them have extremely bad luck.
The two looked at each other in silence.
"Senior brother, wait for Xin'er to return" "Tell him," Chong Qi said lightly, "she's dead." ” He had planned to kill Yang Nu.
Later, it was decided to spare her life. drove her to the mortal world, in fact, it was not because Chong Xin couldn't calculate her as Zhou Ji thought, she entered Chong Xin's cause and effect, and it was difficult to calculate.
Exiled to the mortal world, she was actually afraid that she would run back to find Chong Xin by herself.
When she was completely cut off from Chong Xin in the mortal world and died a few decades later, Chong Xin's catastrophe was self-extricated.
And they were going to tell Chong Xin that Yang Nu had been killed.
"Send the situation of the demon clan this time to the other three."
Chong Qi Road.
"The demon domain is changing, and we don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for us."
Chong Yu took the order.
Back at Zhanyun Peak, he put Zhou Ji's sword and Yang Wu's broken bracelet brought back from outside on the table, thinking about the two children, and was silent for a long time.
According to the records of the human race, the demon race has been ruled by a single king for thousands of years.
That king was a member of the Bear family, and he was born to be a fierce warrior.
In the demon clan, no one is invincible.
I don't know when this situation of one-man dominance was broken.
Another big demon quietly rose before he knew it.
By the time the demon king realized it, the big demon had already become powerful.
Since then, the demon clan has been divided between the north and the south, each with its own master.
The Terrans call it the Demon King of the North and the South.
Within the demon clan, they are called "North Jun" and "South Jun".
For thousands of years, the rise of that Nanjun was unstoppable.
In the past 1,000 years, he has continuously killed dozens of demons who have been famous for a long time.
Those big demons are all strong people who have a long lifespan and have experienced the same era as Beijun, but they are all folded in the hands of Nanjun.
The demons were terrified.
The Terrans are very happy to hear about this.
According to records, the Northern Monarch has always been hostile to the Terrans and has ambitions to dominate the entire continent.
In recorded history, there have been several large-scale wars initiated by the Northern Monarch.
Although the Terrans have never been defeated under the leadership of the four major sects, every war will lead to the fall of a large number of elite monks in the Terrans.
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The major sects have been at least a few hundred years old.
This kind of attrition is really heart-wrenching.
However, since the rise of the Southern Monarch, the Northern Monarch has been stumped and is no longer able to find the stubble of the human race.
According to records, in the past 1,000 years, there has never been a large-scale conflict between the human race and the demon race.
The two ethnic groups have guarded their borders and have coexisted peacefully for more than 1,000 years.
In the eyes of the human race, this is clearly all the credit of Nanjun.
And at this time, in the Demon Domain, since the "Northern Monarch" has fallen, it doesn't matter if the "Southern Monarch" is gone.
Since then, the entire demon clan has one lord, which is the former Nanjun and the current demon king Qingjun.
After killing Beijun, Qingjun obviously had no intention of migrating, and still returned to his palace in the Southern Regions.
Qingjun's palace is gorgeous and beautiful, and the highest tower in the center is Qingjun's bedroom.
The swaying catwomen, with their long skirts swaying under the corridor, can faintly hear them whispering to each other in the night breeze.
"Are you still in the dormitory?"
"It never came out.
\\\ot "I heard that she is just a mortal woman."
"The Demon King can't put it down."
"Ah, what envy" Qingjun's dormitory is not so much a "building" as a tower.
The temple is a hundred feet high.
Here, the catwoman who is a maid lifts her skirt and can also take off into the air and fly.
In the dormitory, there is a huge round bed.
Although Qingjun has a human form, when he is resting, he often likes to release the nine tails.
If the bed wasn't big enough, it wouldn't fit his tail.
At this time, Yang Wu was surrounded by this huge tail.
Only then did she realize that the thick "fur" she had seen under the man was actually his own tail.
If someone came in from outside at this time, they couldn't see the bed clearly, and could only see the jade fur shining beautifully under the crystal lamp, obscuring all vision.
And in the center of the nine-tailed curl, Yang Wu pressed the man's shoulder, trying to pick his flesh with his nails.
But Qingjun is not Chong Xin.
When Chong Xin is on a skin-to-skin relationship with her, he will converge the spiritual power of protecting the body.
Whether she was in pain or happy, her nails were digging into his flesh, and he was suffering.
Qingjun would not collect the spiritual power of the body in order not to hurt her.
Her nails were ripped off, and she was blown out of blood from the shock.
She grabbed his long gray-blue hair and tugged at it hard.
Qingjun looked up from in front of her, his dark cyan eyes shining with charm.
"Why resist," his voice was hoarse and low, "such a pleasure is loved by everyone."
"Even the gods love it.
This is not an ordinary man, this is the Charm Fox family.
Ordinary men rely on constant practice and accumulation of experience to improve their skills.
The Phantom Fox clan is very talented.
This man sniffed every inch of her skin, his lips, tongue and teeth, and he could always give the most suitable stimulation in her most sensitive places.
The body's perception seems to be amplified, and the pleasure is infinitely increased.
Yang Wu let go of his hair and picked at his shoulder again, and more blood flowed from his nails.
The pain made her a little clearer.
Qingjun let go of her neck, glanced at her, and said, "Among mortal women, you can be regarded as very determined. ” After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spat out a little bit of light from the tip of his tongue.
The spot was slightly larger than the first time he had spit it out.
He looked at it obsessively for a while, then opened his hand, and a cyan ball of light appeared in his palm.
The orb of light opened, containing the new point of light with the previous point of light that was as thin as dust.
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"What's that" Yang Wu asked as he leaned on his shoulder.
Last time, after getting close to her body, he spit out such a point of light, and then became obsessed.
"Spirits and Sparrows."
Qingjun replied, "His affection and his desires.
This is the breath of the soul that he left on you. ” According to his description, the only eligible man is Chong Xin.
Qingjun put away the ball of light and hugged Yang Wu tightly, his skin close to her.
Only when they are accompanied day and night, skin to skin, and emotion, will the ghosts and finches leak out and contaminate each other.
This mortal woman's body was all contaminated with the aura of the divine soul of the Divine Monarch from the inside out.
One can imagine how much Shenjun dotes on her.
Qingjun couldn't help but feel jealous, he was no longer the little fox he was back then, but he was still jealous of the woman that Shenjun had favored.
Just like when I was jealous of those mortals.
I really don't know what's so good about Fanji, they will grow old so quickly and their beauty will wither.
Some mortal Ji will ask the Divine Monarch for the Yan Dan to make her face forever beautiful.
Some will let themselves grow old and don't care.
There was once a Fan Ji who was very favored by the Divine Monarch, so she refused to take the Zhuyan Pill.
Shenjun likes to talk to that Fan Ji very much, and he talks about it for a long time.
He was still listening to it at first, but he couldn't understand it, and he was soon hypnotized and fell asleep on Shenjun's lap.
Later, he became a big demon, and when he thought about it, he wondered what the Divine Monarch and Fan Ji were talking about at that time.
However, he fell asleep at the beginning, and after thousands of years, how could he think of it I only remember that Shenjun often smiled and touched her face, praising her for her intelligence.
That Fan Ji refused to take the Zhuyan Pill, and when she was seventy years old, she was already as old as dry bark, and her hair was whiter than snow.
But the Divine Monarch looked at her as she had when she first came to him when she was seventeen.
He would smile and hold a hairpin to her snow-white sideburns.
Those women, whether they are Fan Ji or female cultivators, are all proud of the hairpins on their sideburns and the fruit flowers.
A woman who collects a lot of fruit flowers will be envied by other women.
That old Fan Ji collected the most qiongguo flowers at that time.
Young and beautiful women did not dare to compete with her for favor.
Shenjun still likes to talk to her the most.
It's a pity that decades have passed, and he still can't understand what they say.
Decades was too short for him.
For Na Fanji, it is already a lifetime.
When she died, she had lived past her life.
But whoever can live beyond the end of his life is a person who is favored by creation, and must be gifted in some way.
The little fox looked at it, but she didn't see where she was strong.
Neither can open up mountains and land, nor can they call for wind and rain.
This is just something that the monks under the command of the Divine Monarch can do casually.
In the last days of Na Fan Ji, Shenjun always held her in his arms and never left her hands.
She was in the arms of the Divine Monarch, and she died with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
After her death, she was buried in the small Qiankun of the Divine Monarch.
When she was alive, the little fox was jealous of her.
Unexpectedly, after death, he was even more jealous.
The people who were buried in the Divine Monarch's small Qiankun could be counted on their fingers.
There are not only brave generals under his command, but also attendants or beauties around him.
But without exception, he especially likes them.
The little fox also hopes to enter the small world after he dies.
Although he is still far from the end of his life.
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Qingjun recalled his jealousy of Fan Ji at that time.
At this time, the woman in his arms made him even more jealous.
She was full of the divine soul aura of the Divine Monarch, just as those Catwomen were talking about, and he couldn't put it down.
He didn't want to let go of her for a moment.
"What's so good about you" he grabbed her jaw, "why does he spoil you so much" Did you ask Chong Xin Yang Wu thought, probably because it was his first love.
For the first time in a young man, he always devotes himself wholeheartedly and thinks that he will never forget.
Qingjun sniffed the aura of the divine soul that soaked her body, full of jealousy.
"I want more," he turned his hand into a claw, leaning down from her shoulder, scratching a few bloody streaks on her back.
He said, "Give it to me." ” He pinched her slender moon to press it down on himself.
Yang Wu couldn't resist, so he could only let him enter his body inch by inch.
This humiliation is inevitable after all.
The charm fox's means should not be underestimated, and in the turbulence, he scattered his soul and collapsed his mind.
At the last moment, Yang Wu bit the tip of her tongue ruthlessly, and the sharp pain made her keep her heart clear.
She grabbed the man's long blue-gray hair, buried it in his neck, and closed her eyes.
Qingjun withdrew from Yang Wu and let her lie down.
Yang Wu was already exhausted, sweating and wet his forehead.
She hugged him by one of his fluffy tails and fell into a deep sleep.
Qingjun looked at her, opened his mouth, and spat out a little light.
The light fused with the points of light in the cyan orb of light, creating a soft white light.
This is the ghost essence and finch sound leaked out of the Divine Monarch that he stripped from Yang Wu's body.
Although it was just the breath of this soul, it was enough to make him obsessed.
It had been too long for him to smell the breath of the Divine Monarch.
The place where Yang Wu was lying was comfortable and soft, and she didn't want to open her eyes.
But the voices of many woke her up.
She heard those people say the words "Northern Regions", "Northern Monarch", "Remnant", etc., and after listening to them for a while, she felt that these people seemed to be arranging a battle plan.
When she finally opened her eyes, she saw Qingjun's jaw, which turned out to be lying in his arms, with his thick hot tail supported under him.
Ever since he became a very man in front of her, he has never changed back to his unmasculine and unfeminine appearance.
His appearance is not only very handsome, but also completely in line with Yang Wu's aesthetics, which can be said to be her favorite type.
But when she saw him, she remembered what he had done to her.
She immediately closed her eyes and turned her face away, the tip of her nose touched the hem of his chest, and suddenly opened her eyes. only to realize that Qingjun was neatly dressed, but she didn't care about it, and she was naked in his arms.
It was all because of his long thick tails that he didn't let the outside don't know how many male banshees looked at it.
She closed her eyes again, grabbed him by the tail, and pulled her hand at her.
Qingjun glanced at her, his tail wriggling, and curled her up.
With this movement, the subordinates in the front position saw a slender arm exposed between the gaps when the two tails squirmed.
The arm was wearing a green jade arm, and one arm was as white as the first snow, which was fragrant.
The discussion lasted a short time.
Although Yang Wu closed his eyes, he couldn't stop those voices from burrowing into his ears.
She doesn't know much about the "demons" of this world.
Ash is a demon clan, and he only looks like a beast.
She always thought that demons were like this, at most they could speak human words and transform into humans, but in their speech and demeanor, they should not be able to get rid of the habits of beasts.
How do you know that these demons in the palace are not lost to the human race when they talk and use words.
From their words, we can also vaguely glimpse that this race is by no means a primitive society that drinks blood, but has already formed a mature social structure and rules.
Although it is the law of the jungle and the strong are respected, the essence of human cultivation of society, peeling off those gorgeous coats and hypocritical appearances, isn't the essence the same After those demons retreated, Qingjun hugged Yang Wu tighter.
Yang Wu felt a momentary weightlessness and slight shaking, followed by two breaths, and was thrown out by the tail.
She fell onto the big round bed.
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It turned out that in an instant, he returned from the main hall of deliberation to Qingjun's dormitory.
Yang Wu rolled twice and propped up his body.
Qingjun took the nine tails, and as soon as he pulled the belt, the complicated layers of clothes faded away, revealing a sturdy and sturdy body.
Yang Wu moved back.
Qingjun had already gotten into bed, grabbed one of her slender ankles, and dragged her back Yang Wu felt like he was in the clouds.
Somehow, she wanted to say Chong Xin's name.
Before the word "rush" came out, she suddenly woke up, biting the tip of her tongue The bloody smell spread in her mouth, and the sharp pain pulled her mind back.
When I opened my eyes, I met a pair of dark cyan eyes.
She is really under Qingjun's body, and she is really bearing him.
"Chong" Qingjun lowered his head and licked her red lips, whispering intimately like a lover, "Chong what" Yang Wu pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Qingjun looked into her eyes and saw that she had regained her senses.
In the end, it is the woman favored by the gods, there will always be something special.
As a mortal woman, it is also very impressive to be able to resist his charm again and again.
"What are you rushing for?"
asked Qingjun, pinching her chin.
Yang Wu closed his eyes.
Qingjun snorted coldly, forced her to turn over, pressed her shoulder, and made her kneel in front of her Yang Wu kept his eyes closed until his body swelled and his shoulders were in unbearable pain, and finally opened his eyes and turned his head to look at his shoulders.
The white hands turned into animal claws at some point, and long, sharp nails cut through her shoulders, and blood trickled down the silk mattress.
She stared unblinkingly at the wall in the distance, the lantern projecting her and his figure onto the wall.
She saw the shadow behind her, with a pointed mouth and ears, and the nine-tails moved with her body Although Qingjun controlled the body type, the size did not match.
The mortal woman finally passed out.
He got enough and was satisfied.
Open your mouth and spit out bits of light, and pack them into the cyan ball of light.
Look at the mortal girl again, her body is bruised and purple, and her body is dripping with blood.
So weak, so stubborn.
It's really annoying.
He couldn't help but "snort", but in the end he still spit out Nedan.
The cyan Neidan emitted a soft light, enveloping Yang Wu in it and repairing her body.
Soon, all the bruises on her body disappeared, and the blood between her legs disappeared.
Her cheeks have regained their rosy color and she looks even healthier than before.
Being able to get a great demon like him to refine his body with Neidan, as a mortal, is really a blessing from the cultivation of three lives.
Even if it comes to Shenjun in the future, it can't be said that he bullied her.
He had promised the Divine Monarch that he would never harm these weak mortals.
He promised the Divine Monarch something, and he would naturally do it.
As for forcibly seizing her body, Qingjun didn't think it was anything at all.
Their demon clan has always had a good impression of each other and can get together.
In estrus, you don't even care if you have a good feeling.
As long as you defeat other males in competition by force, or by force over females, you can mate with them.
They look like people, but they are not the same as people.
When Yang Wu was in good health, Qingjun glanced at her and turned away indifferently.
Yang Wu woke up, and finally there was no one around.
She was stunned for a moment, and got up wrapped in a silk quilt.
She walked forward, through a beaded curtain, and then forward, around a large screen.
No one stopped her, and she walked faster and faster.
When you open a wide door, you will find a huge terrace outside.
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Qingjun's Bao Gaihua car can be parked directly here, picking up Qingjun up and down.
This terrace has no railings, it is as high as a hundred feet above the ground, and the night wind is whistling, blowing Yang Wu's hair to pieces.
Yang Wu's footsteps never stopped since she left the bed, and she kept moving forward firmly until she reached the edge of the terrace.
Without hesitation, he jumped down.
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