Fu Ce's thin, crimson lips twitched, and the Mingqing Sword emitted an icy sound, like a frost covering a thousand miles of glacier, pointing directly at Mo Dan's heart.
Click.
The sword tip penetrated an inch of flesh.
Suddenly stopped.
Fu Ce pursed his lips unconsciously. He lowered his eyes coldly to look at Ban Shu who was blocking Mo Dan's way, "Get out of the way."
The smile on Mo Dan's face, which had remained unchanged for a long time, paused.
He was much taller than her, and when he lowered his head, he could see her bleeding heart.
Her face turned pale. "Let's go, Su Tan."
The voice was so soft that Mo Dan's ears twitched slightly.
My heart aches a little.
It was clearly her who was injured, so why did he feel the pain inexplicably?
The blood on her chest blinded Fu Ce. He drew out the hilt of his sword and pulled out a gray ceramic bottle with a pattern from his sleeve. He held it out in front of her with his open palm and pursed his lips. "Hui Yuan Dan."
Pan Shu slapped his hand away.
The small ceramic bottle rolled a few times on the ground, covered in dust.
"I don't want you to be falsely kind," she said.
Mo Dan glanced at him, and slowly gave Fu Ce a smug smile where Ban Shu couldn't see.
This is the devil.
And monster.
Fu Ce thought without any emotion that demons and monsters are of the same origin and are all evil creatures.
There's nothing strange about them being together.
Fu Ce looked at the blood-dripped Mingqing Sword in bewilderment and murmured, "Why didn't you stab it a few more inches?"
It’s a pity that no one is destined to answer this question for him.
Over there, Mo Dan supported the pale-faced Ban Shu and walked slowly. Even though she was not seriously injured, that was Fu Ce's Mingqing Sword after all. Tens of thousands of demons and evil cultivators died under the Mingqing Sword, and they had long accumulated a tremendous blood resentment.
Even Mo Dan felt a little apprehensive.
"You are a demon cultivator, right?" she said suddenly.
Mo Dan was slightly stunned, and a hint of deep murderous intent flashed across his narrow and long phoenix eyes.
His palms clenched slightly without leaving any trace.
The girl took off her veil and pointed at the talisman on her face. A soft smile appeared on her lips. "Please help me take it off. It's really ugly."
He didn't expect that this would be the first sentence she said after she knew he was a demon cultivator.
That's all.
"Okay." Mo Dan found a deserted cave and released some of his demonic energy. Tonight was the night of the full moon...
Practicing the devil's way is doomed to be disliked and tolerated by the laws of nature. Therefore, every night of the full moon, he has to endure the backlash pain of his meridians being severed, his bones and flesh being shattered and then reassembled. If he attracts an exorcist, he will surely be severely injured.
He took out a carpet from the ring space, spread it on the ground, and placed Banshu on it.
The ice-blue demonic energy slowly flowed into Banshu's forehead like a gurgling stream.
The talisman paper was slightly loose.
Half a minute later, the withered yellow talisman paper slowly turned into ashes and disappeared into the mortal world.
Pan Shu slowly opened her charming eyes.
The strong and holy aura around her enveloped her completely, as if she was soaking in a hot spring.
She bent one knee, her posture relaxed and casual, but her every move was filled with the seduction and teasing unique to a vixen.
Mo Dan's mind moved.
"It's getting dark." Pan Shu glanced at the moon outside the cave, which looked like a round jade disk. She said softly, "Su Tan, it's getting dark."
“…Hmm.”
Mo Dan suddenly knelt heavily on the ground.
Pain escaped from the man's lips. He frowned, his face instantly turning pale, losing all color. "...Damn it."
"You..." Banshu supported him in a panic.
There seemed to be something densely packed and wriggling under his flesh, as if this human skin was covered in mud. It was so disgusting that it made one's scalp tingle and extremely nauseous.
Mo Dan breathed lightly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
He must not let anyone know his weakness!
A layer of dark cold light gathered in the palm of his hand, faintly tinged with scarlet blood. He slowly placed his hand on the back of Pan Shu's neck. Just as he was about to take action, his body suddenly stiffened.
She cried.
……Why?
She clearly hasn't fallen in love with him yet.
She hugged him tightly, as if this would make him feel less pain. "You... Su Tan, are you in a lot of pain? Don't be afraid... How can I save you?"
Mo Dan was stunned.
Mo Dan didn't even dare to reveal this dirty secret in front of Lingling, because he was afraid that Lingling would show a look of fear and disgust.
Why doesn't she feel disgusted...
She even hugged him tightly with trembling hands, telling him not to be afraid.
The love bond, which had been silent all the time, moved slightly.
He had already implanted the bond of love into his own body. As for the other side, he had to wait until Pan Shu was willing to form a bond of love with him, and he would plant it in her with his own hands, only then would it count.
But he clearly hadn't planted a bond of love in her yet...
This is his.
Mo Dan didn't dare to think about it any further. He pursed his lips slightly into a straight line and his attitude became a little cold.
It's just exploitation.
The day he becomes a demon god, she will be of no use to him.
He gnashed his teeth almost maliciously, ignoring the pain of his broken tendons and veins, his bones shattering and reassembling. Mo Dan said casually, "The demon race has a secret technique... called the Life and Death Contract. I heard it can revive the dead and heal the bones..."
"Okay... I'll go and ask for it."
Crystal clear, hot tears fell on his cold eyelids.
His eyes narrowed subconsciously as he watched the scene coldly, thus he missed the mocking look that flashed across the girl's eyes.
How could a life and death contract be so easy to obtain? This is the supreme secret technique of the demon race...
There are many people asking for help every day, every month, and every year, but I have never heard of anyone successfully forming a contract.
Mo Dan just wanted to torment her on purpose.
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