Demon World (10)

She blinked, and the Zhiyu Sword in her palm seemed to heat up.

What does Su Xuan like about her?

Sandy herself didn't know.

She actually wanted to ask him directly what it was about him that he liked her.

There is no need to guess, Su Xuan will definitely try his best to deny it.

Sandy looked at him in silence for a long time. In the dead silence, she lowered her eyes and picked up the Zhiyu Sword in her hand.

The long sword lay across her palm. Sandy held the sword that had been with her for more than a hundred years and pulled it out of the scabbard.

The broken sword had already been pieced together by Su Xuan, but it no longer responded to her as its master.

Su Xuan's voice came at this time: "Sang Dai, I want you to return to the peak of swordsmanship and fight with me again."

Sang Dai's slender hands felt the patterns on the Zhiyu Sword, feeling the sword that had been wiped countless times.

Finally, she opened her lips in a gentle voice and replied, "Okay."

She stood up and looked at Su Xuan.

His eyes were as calm as ever, but now she saw some different emotions in them, as if...

Heartbroken.

Sang Dai used to think that Su Xuan was an rude but powerful monster.

Now Sandy has to add new adjectives to describe him.

A demon that is rude but very powerful, arrogant and stubborn, but also very good at cooking.

If she couldn't hear his inner voice, Sandy would never have believed that Su Xuan had such thoughts about her.

But she couldn't respond to him now, she had too much on her shoulders.

The Guixu spiritual vein was destroyed, Ying Heng, who was a person with awakened heavenly spiritual roots, defected, and more than 3,000 people in the Cangwu Taoist Temple were massacred. This matter involved too many things. Sandy had been investigating for so many years and could not give up everything to talk about personal matters.

If the matter of the Guixu spiritual vein is not investigated thoroughly, the spiritual veins of the entire four realms will be exhausted sooner or later, and she and Su Xuan will also die from the five signs of decay because their cultivation path has come to an end.

Sang Dai said softly, "Su Xuan, I will take good care of myself. In half a month, please let Master Liu reshape my meridians. I will definitely go to the White Blade and I will definitely reshape my Golden Pill completely."

"I will return to the pinnacle of swordsmanship and fight you again."

Su Xuan was also the strongest opponent she had ever met. A fight with him gave Sandy the same guidance as she had learned a new sword technique.

The two looked at each other, Sandy raised her head slightly, while Su Xuan lowered his head and looked at her, and their completely different gazes collided.

Sang Dai heard Su Xuan's thoughts again.

[Dade...]

Sandra looked at him with a faint smile.

[Damn, so cool, I love it... kiss me. ]

Sandy: “…”

Okay, that's not serious.

It happens again.

She suddenly laughed out loud, unable to hold back her laughter, her eyes were soft, she was naturally cool and pretty, this smile was really like a spring breeze blowing across the winter snow on the branches, melting the cold and making everything clear.

The gloomy mood of the past few days suddenly became lighter at this moment, and I felt like laughing from the bottom of my heart.

【Daidai smiled, her smile is so beautiful, kiss.】

Sandy's smile became more and more obvious.

Su Xuan hadn't seen Sandy smile like this in many years.

Although he knew it was inappropriate, he couldn't take his eyes off her. His gaze followed Sandy's face closely, watching her smile with her eyes tilted, and the little pear-shaped ridges at the corners of her lips were faintly visible.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly.

The two of them just stared at each other until Cui Shao knocked on the door: "My Lord, it's late, are you ready to go to bed?"

Su Xuan finally came to his senses. Thinking about how he had just stared at her, his ears felt hot and he turned his head away and coughed softly.

"It's late at night, I'm going to rest."

After he finished speaking, he strode out in a hurry. To Sandy, his back looked like he was fleeing in a panic.

Sang Dai did not move, but shook her head helplessly, lowering her head to carefully look at the Zhiyu Sword that was covered with cracks. Her eyes were a little distant, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

Her fingertips gently slid across the cracks on the Zhiyu Sword. In the past, the Zhiyu Sword would always respond to her affectionately, but now it was lifeless and motionless, and she could not feel the sword spirit within it.

Sandy looked at it for a long time and finally sighed.

"Zhiyu, thank you for your hard work."

She sheathed the Zhiyu Sword, put it into her Qiankun bag, and walked out.

Sandy took a bath and washed up as usual. Cuishao had already prepared the water. After Sandy got herself ready, she put on the underwear prepared by Cuishao and walked towards the main hall while wiping her hair with a towel.

She pushed open the door of the main hall as usual. Su Xuan had let her sleep here since he brought her back. She also slept here last night. Sang Dai returned to the main hall subconsciously.

But when she walked through the outer hall and into the inner hall, she found that she was not the only one inside.

There was a large couch in the spacious inner hall, big enough for several people to lie down, and Sandy used to live there alone.

But now there is someone standing beside the couch.

The room was decorated with luminous pearls hanging everywhere, as bright as day, and the clear light perfectly outlined the tall figure.

Su Xuan was only wearing a black nightgown, which made his broad shoulders and narrow waist look even more prominent. His loose silver hair draped over his shoulders, with some water droplets on it. He must have just finished a bath, and under the illumination of the night pearl, there seemed to be silver light flowing.

He turned his head when he heard the noise and glanced at Sandy calmly: "I will stay here tonight."

Sandy: "...The demon palace is so big."

Su Xuan: "This is my main hall, is it not allowed?"

Sandy asked, "Do you think it's okay?"

Su Xuan nodded: "I say yes."

Sandy: “…”

She turned around decisively: "Then I'll live somewhere else."

The door to the inner hall was closed at this moment.

Su Xuan: "You live in my main hall, and I will personally look after you."

But Sandy's ear: [I live with Dai Dai, Dai Dai smells so good and is so soft, I like her so much, I just kiss her secretly!]

Sandy: “…………”

She was speechless, but she knew that Su Xuan would only think about it and would not actually cross the line, so she was very confident in him in this regard.

Su Xuan used his spiritual power to dry his hair. When he saw that Sandy's hair was still dripping with water, he suddenly walked forward.

The tall figure was firmly blocking her way, the collar of his shirt was slightly open, revealing his Adam's apple and collarbone. His thin undershirt had just been wet by water droplets and was now sticking to his body. At such a close distance, she could vaguely see his smooth skin lines and well-defined abdominal muscles.

"Su Xuan, what are you doing?"

Sandy wanted to step back, but as soon as she took a step, she hit the clothes rail behind her, which was just across her back and prevented her from moving back.

Su Xuan took a step forward and trapped her in his arms and on the clothes rail behind him.

Sandy has a slender figure, while the demons are usually taller than humans, so it seems as if she is completely covered in her arms.

"Su Xuan?"

Sandy felt a little uncomfortable and put her arms in front of her body, which just touched Su Xuan's chest.

The demon race's body temperature is relatively high, which is completely different from her cold body at the moment.

Su Xuan placed his hand on her lower back, and warm spiritual power surged out from his palm, flowing through Sandy's meridians, instantly dispelling the hidden coldness in her body, and her black hair that was still dripping with water was gradually dried.

Sandy's body was poisoned by the Sword Master. Since she could no longer use her spiritual power, Sandy's severely injured meridians have been frequently disrupted.

Sometimes I have a high fever, sometimes I have colds.

Su Xuan stood in front of her, with his slender hands on the back of her waist. His broad palm seemed to be able to grasp Jian Xiu's slender waist with one hand. Spiritual power surged from his palm. Sandi didn't want to refuse at all.

He had just taken a shower, and the fragrance from his body wafted into her nostrils, a pleasant herbal scent. Sandy sniffed it subconsciously, then came to her senses and felt that she was indeed a little strange.

Her hair was dry. She turned her head away and whispered, "It's OK."

It was obviously just an ordinary sentence, but it had some other meaning to Su Xuan's ears.

He just felt extremely hot all over, with veins on his forehead throbbing. He couldn't help but tighten his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him. Sandy was almost lying in his arms, with the tip of her nose just an inch away from touching his collarbone.

I really want her.

The swordsman whom he had been thinking about for too long was in his arms. Both of them were only wearing undershirts which they wore when sleeping. The thin clothes could not block each other's body temperature. Su Xuan's body temperature was much higher than Sang Dai's. Her slightly cold body in his arms felt like being held by a stove.

But it's not the right time yet, she's not willing to do it yet.

Su Xuan turned his head away, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

When he opened his eyes again, the lust in his eyes had been suppressed, and he had the same cold look as before.

"It's late, take a rest."

When Su Xuan let go of her waist, Sang Dai keenly felt another surge of warm spiritual power rushing into her limbs and bones.

After so many days, she has already become familiar with Su Xuan's spiritual power.

That was the spiritual power he left behind, which could warm her meridians for a period of time.

Although Su Xuan talked about taking a rest, he did not go to the main couch. Sang Dai found that the soft couch that was originally in the outer hall was moved to the inner hall at some point.

He lay there with his tall body feeling somewhat wronged, his feet draped lazily over the armrests. The demon king, who was used to a luxurious life, had never suffered such a wronged experience before, and Sandy felt somewhat apologetic.

Looking at Su Xuan's expression, she couldn't help but speak: "Su Xuan, how about I sleep on the soft couch and you sleep on the main couch."

Su Xuan didn't even blink, he closed his eyes and said lazily: "I will never sleep on a couch that others have slept on."

This means that he would not sleep on the bed she had slept in, and would have to sleep on a small couch.

Sandy opened her mouth.

In fact, she wanted to say that she had also slept on that couch during the day.

But after realizing that Su Xuan was being stubborn, she swallowed back the words.

Why expose him?

She nodded in agreement: "Okay, your demon palace has the final say."

Sandra pulled down the bed curtain and curled herself inside.

Su Xuan's couch was also very soft, perhaps because he had set up a formation, so it felt warm. Sandy closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She had no spiritual power and her body got tired easily, and she became sleepy quickly. Even though she knew Su Xuan was not far away from her, she now knew that he would never harm her, so she let herself fall into a deep sleep without worry.

The room was very quiet. Su Xuan didn't move, but his breathing was regular. It was so quiet that she soon felt sleepy.

Her consciousness was groggy and Sandy felt as if she was floating in a body of water, powerless and as if someone was talking to her.

"The Four Sufferings...Return to the Abyss..."

The sound was intermittent, and she wanted to listen carefully, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

What?

Who is speaking?

Sandy frowned, but the voice kept coming back.

It seemed as if it came from the distant eternity and must be heard by her.

In the chaos, she finally heard the voice clearly.

A completely unfamiliar voice.

"The four sufferings are poisonous and will lead to ruin and destruction."

"Heavenly-level spiritual root awakener, what path have you chosen?"

The voice repeated these words over and over again.

Ask her again and again:

"What path did you choose?"

Choose a path?

Which path to choose?

What are the four sufferings, what is the return to the ruins and destruction, and what is the awakened person with heavenly spiritual roots?

She couldn't tell who was speaking; the indistinct voice made it difficult for her to identify it.

She just felt cold now.

The chill gushing out from deep within her body seemed to freeze her meridians. She tugged at the quilt in a daze, hoping to give herself some warmth.

But it's still very cold.

It's so cold.

Her trembling hands were suddenly held, and a strange warmth dispelled her coldness.

Powerful spiritual energy surged out of her broken Dantian, protecting her half-broken golden elixir and melting the frost covering it.

Sandy subconsciously leaned towards that warmth.

It was like a stove, giving her warmth as long as she got close to it, and giving her a bonfire when the ice and snow swept her away.

“So warm…”

She murmured unconsciously, pulling it towards her with all her strength, holding tightly to the source of warmth with both hands.

She hugged him very tightly, even though she was clearly powerless. But at this moment, it seemed as if she had endless strength to hold tightly to the source of warmth that could save her.

Su Xuanhun's body stiffened.

Two fox ears emerged from the thick silver hair, standing upright, and the furry ear tips seemed to be dyed with color, and you could even see pink if you got close.

The nightgown was too loose, thin and cool. As a member of the Nine-tailed Fox clan with hot blood, he always wore thin clothes. He didn't think it was a big deal before, but now he felt something was wrong.

The little swordsman huddled in his arms, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, buried his face in his arms, and his breath sprayed on his collarbone and Adam's apple, like a small brush tickling, causing a hidden shudder wherever it passed.

This is his main temple, where I sleep on his couch, covered with his quilt, curled up in his arms, and holding him.

Su Xuan was completely stunned. He clearly just wanted to come over to transfer spiritual power to her. Her meridians were severely injured and there was still residual poison. She kept alternating between hot and cold and couldn't sleep well at night. That's why he stayed to look after her.

But just as he came over to hold her wrist and transfer spiritual energy, she pulled him onto the couch.

When people who have been through wind and snow for a long time encounter a warm campfire, they will subconsciously hold on to the campfire as if it were a life-saving straw. At that time, Sandy was very strong, and Su Xuan did not dare to resist for fear that she would get hurt, and he was dragged onto the couch by her without noticing.

His Adam's apple rolled violently, and the body temperature of a certain sword cultivator gradually rose. At the same time, his body temperature also rose higher and higher.

Su Xuan knew clearly that it was not right. He had been suppressing his estrus since he became an adult. Only he knew how strong his desire for her was. If he continued like this, he might lose control.

But look at the person in your arms.

Her brows were covered with frost, which was melted by his spiritual power and reappeared, torturing her over and over again.

She snuggled in his arms, her long eyelashes trembling, and hugged him tightly, looking completely dependent on him.

Sandy has always been able to endure. Even though she broke her leg during training, she was still able to stand up with the Zhiyu Sword.

She would never show her vulnerable look in front of others. She even treated her injuries by herself after returning to the bamboo house in the back mountain. Su Xuan had no idea how many times he had seen her gritting her teeth to fix her bones.

He stayed in seclusion for more than ten years, thinking that he would meet a more powerful Sandy when he came out, but he didn't expect that the news he got was that the demon and monster worlds joined forces to attack the fairy world.

Breaking through the barrier, it was too late.

Su Xuan called softly: "Daidai..."

Sandy hummed softly as if responding to him, and pulled her furry head back into his arms.

Su Xuan gave up the struggle in his heart, wrapped Sang Dai tightly in a quilt, held her in his arms with the quilt, rested his chin on her forehead, sniffed the swordsman's cool fragrance and forced himself to suppress his passion.

He was heartbroken.

The warm spiritual power was passed on by Su Xuan.

After a long time, the clear sound dissipated.

"Dade, this will all pass. I will never leave you again."