Poisoning the demonic man for Xiao Bailian
The sound of bones breaking echoed throughout the Demon Street. Chu Caiwu was waiting to starve to death, which was actually very boring. The weaker his body became, the less hungry he felt, so he looked at the pretty boy.
The fists of several demon men were almost bigger than the pretty boy's face. They punched him again and again, saying fiercely: "Why don't you stamp my master's seal first?"
The demon official stared palely into the eyes of the surrounding men and spat out a few words: "Performing official duties, queuing up..."
The female demon cultivator kept rolling her eyes, with no intention of stopping, as if to tell her men to fight as they pleased.
Suddenly, a chattering sound was heard, and Chu Caiwu realized that a group of burly men had blocked the short demon cultivator.
The short demon cultivator chuckled sinisterly, stroking his whip in his hand, and said, "You dare to look me in the eye? You'll live a very long life."
The surrounding demons laughed and said, "If you can withstand five whips, today's incident is over."
The demon clan elder who had just been arrogant and looked down upon Chu Caiwu exclaimed, "Five Demon Whips? Even the leader of the Immortal Realm would be shattered to pieces if he were to receive them."
The others watched from the sidelines, waiting to see the spectacle of the pretty boy being whipped to death. They said, "If this pretty boy dies, the female demon cultivator who promoted him will be heartbroken and will definitely seek revenge on them."
Chu Caiwu was lying on the ground and could feel the vibration of the whip. Every time the whip hit him, his skin and flesh burst.
The blood splashed onto Chu Caiwu's face. Chu Caiwu raised his arm and wanted to wipe the blood off. But when he wiped it off, Chu Caiwu felt that something was wrong.
After wiping the blood off her arm, it became solid. Chu Caiwu sniffed the blood on her arm. It didn't smell fishy, but very sweet.
Chu Caiwu couldn't help but lick the remaining blood on his arm. Once he licked it, he couldn't stop, just like a hungry and thirsty person who had been walking in the desert for three days and three nights and suddenly encountered dew from heaven.
Two sounds of flesh tearing were heard in succession. Chu Caiwu looked at the short and sinister demon cultivator. The demon cultivator proudly swung his whip, splashing blood onto Chu Caiwu's belt.
Although Chu Caiwu felt that the demon cultivator was cruel and unreasonable, at this moment, she finally felt like a long-awaited rain. Chu Caiwu did not hesitate and gently untied her belt. She did not dare to move too much and carefully presented the blood on the belt to herself.
Chu Caiwu felt that this blood was very resistant to hunger, and it seemed to contain immortal power that was completely different from that of the demon world. At this moment, she had already transformed into a physical form.
Chu Caiwu's body moved faster than her brain, and with a somersault, she stood up from the ground. The demon cultivators stared at her, as if surprised that a physical figure had suddenly appeared from the ground.
By the time Chu Caiwu reacted, she was already standing in front of the miserable demon official. Chu Caiwu thought for a moment and felt that she was doing the right thing, as this was the source of food to fill her stomach.
If this man was beaten to death, Chu Caiwu would definitely consider helping him collect his body and gather some immortal power. However, Chu Caiwu wanted him to be alive so that he could have enough food for the rest of his life.
Chu Caiwu was despised by those demon cultivators. They all changed from shock to ridicule at the same time. Then, the audience of demon cultivators, including the big demon cultivators, burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahahahaha!"
Chu Caiwu was offended again, and a few drops of embarrassed cold sweat oozed out of her forehead. However, she had been offended many times before, so... she pretended to be used to it.
Suddenly, I realized that the man behind me was dying and said, "You... go."
Chu Caiwu turned his head and vaguely saw that this good-looking pretty boy was carrying a knife, but he had never taken it out to resist.
Chu Caiwu didn't understand why this man didn't resist at all. She was about 50% sure that she could kill these brutal men, or to be more precise, poison them to death.
Chu Caiwu quickly pulled out the knife from the pretty boy behind her. The pretty boy did not stop her and let her take it. This made the demon cultivators alert. However, the short and gloomy demon cultivator was unmoved and did not seem to be on guard at all.
Chu Caiwu took the long knife, endured the pain but used great force to cut his ten fingers, fearing that the amount of blood he cut out would not be enough.
The old man watching the show said: "You surrender so quickly? Hahahahaha, you have no backbone at all. Are you from the immortal realm?"
Blood gushed out of Chu Caiwu's ten fingers like a spring. The blood was enough to fatally poison them, but it needed to touch the bodies of these big men.
Chu Caiwu slapped the short and sinister demon cultivator in the face, because if the short demon cultivator used the magic whip, it would be difficult for her to get close to him.
Immediately, she slapped the chests of several big men with her hands quickly. Her movements were smooth and flowing. None of the demon cultivators tried to hide from her, so that after she finished slapping them, they all fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.
Chu Caiwu felt someone was following her from behind. It must be that pretty boy. Someone in front of her took advantage of the chaos to pass through the checkpoint. There was also a large group of demon cultivators who were watching the show. They looked at her in bewilderment, and then, like birds hit by stones, they all flew away when disaster struck.
Chu Caiwu grabbed the pretty boy's wrist and said, "Let's go to the clinic."
Unexpectedly, the man's arm seemed unable to move. Chu Caiwu grabbed his other arm and took him to the clinic.
There were so many people in the clinic that it was almost shoulder to shoulder. The doctor was very busy and had no time to deal with the two of them.
The pretty boy said, "Thank you, fairy."
Chu Caiwu was once again called a fairy, and she was very happy. She asked, "What's your name?"
The pretty boy said, "My name is Yin Zhuo."
Chu Caiwu thought the name was nice and the man was good-looking, but his blood tasted even better.
The doctor had already come over and said, "This injury is not serious." The doctor wanted to treat the wound simply, but Chu Caiwu once again smelled the immortal power in Yin Zhuo's blood and said to the doctor, "Lend me your medicine, I will treat him."
Chu Caiwu used gauze to wipe Yin Zhuo's burst wound, and she secretly kept the blood-absorbing gauze.
In order to divert attention, Chu Caiwu chatted: "Are you a demon official?" Chu Caiwu hid the gauze while speaking, and at this moment Yin Zhuo turned around.
Chu Caiwu was afraid that Yin Zhuo would discover something, so he looked at him with a guilty conscience but a confident look. Yin Zhuo lowered his eyes and said, "He's just a minor official in the Demon Palace."
Chu Caiwu smiled to hide her guilty conscience. Suddenly, she remembered that they had come to the clinic to get treatment, but she didn't have a penny on her. She whispered, "Do you have any money?"
Yin Zhuo was stunned and said, "No."
Chu Caiwu was panicking: "Then...how are we going to pay?"
Yin Zhuoyun said calmly, "No need to pay."
Chu Caiwu frowned and looked at Yin Zhuo. Were all these demon cultivators so arrogant? They got injured in a fight and refused to pay at the clinic. Could it be that they wanted to fight again and not have to pay if they won?
Chu Caiwu didn't want to shed more blood and kill everyone, so he hesitated and said, "Are you a demon cultivator?"
Chu Caiwu noticed that Yin Zhuo was staring at her like she was a fool. Yin Zhuo said, "Of course."
Chu Caiwu: "Then can you fight?"
Yin Zhuo looked at the knife on the ground and said, "Yes."
Chu Caiwu didn't believe that this pretty boy would fight. She thought Yin Zhuo carried a knife simply to intimidate other demon cultivators, otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten like that just now.
Chu Caiwu, this useless guy, has been forced to become an active escapee.
Chu Caiwu helplessly asked in a low voice: "Can you run for a while?"
Yin Zhuo chuckled and said, "Don't you know, Fairy, that when a demon official is injured, the medical clinic deducts the cost from the Demon Palace's expenses? Even when a demon official goes to a restaurant, he doesn't have to pay for it himself."
The heavy stone in Chu Caiwu's heart could finally be put down. She had been anxious for such a long time, but Yin Zhuo didn't tell her what to do if she had no money. She was very angry.
Moreover, she knew very little about the outside world. Since she could remember, apart from wandering in the human world for a while, she had been in a dark room, having her blood drawn day after day.
Yin Zhuo asked, "Which palace are you from, Fairy? I will thank you profusely someday when I am on vacation."
Chu Caiwu didn't know how to answer this question. She really wanted to be a fairy, just like Yin Zhuo called her a fairy just now. She wanted to pretend to be a fairy in front of a wounded man and feel very proud.
Yin Zhuo asked, "The Temple of the God of Desolation?"
The Temple of the God of Desolation is the palace with the highest military power in the fairy world. The master of that temple used to be the right-hand man of the God of War in the fairy world. Later, when the God of War in the fairy world fell, he became the most powerful person in the fairy world. The Temple of the God of Desolation was named by him.
As everyone knows, the Temple of the God of Desolation was named by the Lord himself. He originally said that he would not only destroy the demons, but even the gods could be desolate by him.
Chu Caiwu felt like a criminal whose background was being investigated. She remembered that the fairy she had accidentally bumped into just now was the only daughter of the Lord of the Temple of Desolation. The fairy was very favored, and her arrogant temper was inherited from her.
Chu Caiwu: "Why is it the Temple of Desolation?" Chu Caiwu didn't think so. She was as arrogant as that fairy.
Yin Zhuo replied calmly, "Because the fairy possesses powerful magic and superb martial arts skills."
Chu Caiwu was very happy with the flattery, but when he thought about the fact that he might not have enough to eat again in the demon world, he suddenly felt like a floating duckweed.
The food in the demon world does not have any magical power.
Chu Caiwu had no choice but to confess: "I am not a fairy, and I have nowhere to go..."
A doctor suddenly stood behind them and said, "This lady is really generous. Your husband has a dislocated arm, so why are you still chatting?"
Langjun is the name given to boyfriend in the demon world, and after marriage he is called Fulang.
Chu Caiwu: "?" Chu Caiwu felt that the demon clan's names were really different from those in the immortal world. In the immortal world, cultivators were called Immortal Lords. It turned out that the demon clan called demon cultivators "Lang Jun".
Chu Caiwu consciously moved aside and said, "Please treat my husband's arm."
Chu Caiwu found that Yin Zhuo was looking at her in shock, but despite being shocked, he still obediently let the doctor treat his dislocation.
The pretty boy is quite cute.
The doctor broke the bone with a "click" and left without leaving any instructions.
Yin Zhuo asked, "What's your name, benefactor? I'd like to invite you to the restaurant for a chat."
Chu Caiwu replied: "My name is Chu Caiwu." In fact, she had no name, but she found that the immortals and humans seemed to have their own names. She once dreamed that her name was Chu Caiwu. She was very happy and used this name.
Chu Caiwu was hungry, but she didn't want to go to the restaurant to eat, because the food there was of no use to her. She could only eat immortal power to fill her stomach.
However, Chu Caiwu also didn't want to stay away from this meal ticket whose blood carried immortal power.
Chu Caiwu followed Yin Zhuo to the restaurant. Yin Zhuo asked the servant to serve a jar of tea and a jar of wine. Yin Zhuo said, "I don't know if you have the habit of drinking, so I served two jars."
Chu Caiwu just wanted to drink some of Yin Zhuo's blood. She even wanted to take out the bloody gauze, which was her dry food, and eat a few bites.
Before Chu Caiwu could say anything, Yin Zhuo poured her some wine, as if he wanted to get her drunk.
Chu Caiwu: "Hmm?"
Yin Zhuo asked, "Young lady, you killed eight demon cultivators today by yourself. I admire you very much. I wonder who your master is?"
Chu Caiwu always had a vague feeling that Yin Zhuo was trying to find out her true identity. She was very hungry and too lazy to think, so she answered truthfully: "I don't have any master."
Yin Zhuo asked, "Did you escape from the Immortal Realm?"
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