Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

At the moment when the Second Prince summoned the Monster Array to activate, almost all those in battle stopped and looked around vigilantly and slightly nervously, holding the weapon in their hands together.

This stems from a dangerous intuition that makes their spines cool, limbs stiff, and chest cold.

A sharp, long whistle nearly punctured everyone's eardrums, and they followed their voices backwards, and they saw a crack in their liver --

Only a monster with two stories tall, waving the bamboo-like thin and pointed claws, flowing with saliva, ran towards them with mouthful of lily teeth, behind him a long, serrated tail.

This... what the hell is this?!

Their eyes narrowed in fear, but they widened in the next moment - the last thing they saw in their eyelids was the bodies that had lost their heads and had fallen to the ground.

The guards finally stopped resisting. If, in the face of the Grand Prince, they wanted to go to war, in the face of something completely out of the category of “man”, they thought only one word, “escape”.

The guards scattered blatantly and quickly, and could barely take back a small life, while the slower runner could only continue to be the monster's clawed soul.

The Grand Prince, with his blood-red eyes like a monster, reacted quite differently compared to these wolf-run guards.

In his eyes, it was not fear, not fear, but excitement, madness and intense and indisputable war.

Perhaps he would not be so confident in the monster he had summoned if he had observed the response of the Grand Prince close by. And precisely because the two princes were far from the war circle, he only saw the monster arrive in front of Jung Ruihan in an instant, but did not find the slightest reaction of Jung Ruihan in the face of the monster.

The second prince lifted his lips and his eyes were full of killing intentions.

As long as tonight passes, there will be no more Jon Reagan in the world, and he will no longer have to worry about his position as a warlord than anyone else has taken it.

Second prince feels he has smelled the fragrance of victory fruit.

Likewise, there were the guards who had fled the circle temporarily, and only after they had left the circle did they find out that the blue-faced monster was not following them, but was directly against the Grand Prince.

“What the hell is that one?” One of the guards asked with a palpitation that he was almost killed by the monster's claws.

“I don't know, I've never seen anything so horrible and disgusting. ”

… because they fled the danger temporarily, they could also breathe and discuss the monster's whereabouts on the wall.

“I... I've heard of this stuff, and I think it's supposed to be a monster.” Finally, a guard came forward with fear.

I heard it was a monster, and everyone else showed surprise, disgust, fear, etc.

Just as demon practitioners are hated by prestigious sects, so long as there is something tangled with "magic”, whether in the human world or in the real world, most people will be excluded from it.

Of these, "monsters” are the most notorious, far more notorious than monsters and warcraft, because monsters and warcraft only use magic to cultivate, but “monsters” are life forms made up directly of magic, with blood and soul as primers.

This life form has no mind of its own, no liking of its own, it exists only for one thing, killing.

In the process of killing, the monster devours the blood and soul of the murdered person, thus strengthening its own strength, once its power reaches a certain level, even breaks away from the control of its summoner and becomes a nightmare for the truly evil party, so that the place it reaches is full of spirits.

It is also because of this, even if it is as powerful as the Master of the Nation, he has warned the Second Prince that the method of summoning monsters must be used with caution, and if it is not necessary, never start this method.

The Second Prince didn't know much about the monster, and he had just used it himself, always hoping to pull out the prince so quickly that he made such an impulsive choice.

He didn't even know what price it would cost to summon a monster.

The second prince waited for the moment when the great prince was torn apart, but the next moment, that satisfied smile solidified in his face -

The Great Prince suddenly took the shot and tore the monster two stories tall to pieces!

Only then did the Second Prince really see the way the Great Brother is now - his hands are half clawed, and his nails become long and sharp, his bloody eyes are filled with the blood of the beast, and his blood is more terrifying than the monster's.

This is more like a "monster” climbing out of hell.

The monster is not so easy to die, even if it is torn apart, it gradually returns to its cage and joins together, launching another attack against the Grand Prince. The Grand Prince wrestled with it without fear and spontaneously absorbed the demons of the demons every time he smashed them.

Because magic is really too scarce in nature, there are a number of demons who choose to devour and absorb other warcraft or other demons' nuclei, cultivate things, etc. to enhance their power.

Jon Reagan has now lost his mind, leaving only the instincts of the animals. In front of him, the "monster” that attacked him at this moment clearly did not look like an enemy, but more like a great patch.

If he completely absorbs this demon, his strength will climb a higher step again.

The second prince did not know that he had made a wedding dress for others. After seeing the monster's figure become increasingly blurred, he finally gave birth to a retreat.

He also has a life scroll in his storage ring, and as soon as he opens it and activates the form above, he can safely get out of here.

It's better than being killed by the Grand Prince, even though it makes him look disgraceful.

Besides, today's guard in this mansion could have been removed under the name of a "weak patron”, so that no one chewing his tongue would have told him that he had fled.

The Second Prince figured it all out, but didn't count that the Grand Prince had cleared the monster faster than he thought. As soon as he took out the escape reel, the Great Prince's attack came to him.

The second prince didn't even have a chance to hide, and was punched in the chest by the great prince.

“Cough... cough...” The second prince suddenly fell to the ground, his mouth kept pouring blood. He looked at the pitch black night sky and his eyes began to fade away...

The grand prince dumped the blood in his hand and his blood red eyes swept behind him.

Not far behind him, those frightened and frightened guards only dared to look far away and not approach him at all.

The blood-red eyes moved away again, and the guards relieved themselves, and when they saw the status quo of the Second Prince, their hearts lifted high again -

Second prince is not dead! They're finished...

The state teacher will not let them go.

The Grand Prince had no sense of the despair of those behind him, and he looked around and sniffed around his nose, like he was looking for something.

It's like a wild animal's move, but the person who sees it doesn't make a laugh at all, only the fears that are carried by his heart.

The Grand Prince pounded in front of a bloody spot and smelled it around it. The blood in his eyes fluttered a little.

He shouted, limbs on the ground, and rushed to the outside of the palace.

Others only dared to look far away and let the Grand Prince leave. After not seeing the shadow of the Grand Prince at all, they frightened to surround the past in the direction of the Second Prince.

They hope that the Second Prince is not dead, so that they may escape a robbery.

But when they saw clearly the hole in the chest of the second prince, all they had left was despair.

“Quick... Quick! Send a summons to the master.” One of the guards said.

The guard reacted and took a messenger out of the storage ring, briefly repeating the matter and burning the messenger. Once the messenger is burned, the message will be sent to the National Master's office shortly.

For the time being, they can only wait for the verdict to be pronounced and hope that it will not involve their families.

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On the other hand, Ye Shuwen knocked on the door of one drugstore after another with a semi-awakening and semi-conscious King Xiaoyuan. They were all told that the herb had been sold out and that they had all been bought by the Wang Fu.

Ye Xiuwen held Jun Xiaowei tightly and his eyes gradually filled with blood.

“Ye... Big Brother Ye...” Jun Xiaowen shouted weakly, and with astonishing perseverance, he pressed down the groan-groan that was about to come out of his throat.

She didn't want to act as ugly as a loving mother beast in front of her brother, which would destroy the relationship they had so easily established.

Ye Shuwen lowered his voice and listened to Jun Xiaowei.

“Brother Ye, I know what the condensed grass looks like, the city... the one on the outskirts of the city... there should be one in those little woods, take me...”

Jun Xiaoyu did her utmost to extrude this sentence, and her mind was faltering.

She felt like she stepped on the edge of the abyss and accidentally fell and smashed.

Ye Shuwen patted her back, then carried the spirit, and the royal wind swept into the small woods on the outskirts of the city.

After Ye Shuwen left a few incenses, the great prince with deep red eyes appeared on the street. He sniffed around and determined the direction of Ye Shuwen and Jun Xiaoyuan's departure, followed closely the past.

As soon as he stepped into the area of the woods, Ye Shuwen noticed something strange about Yao in his arms.

“Yao Xiaowen" should be completely out of his mind, the role of Spring Soul Xiang controlled “his” brain and five senses, “he” closely attached to Ye Shuwen, a groan of impatience - a groan.

“Master... brother...” Jun Xiaowei called softly, holding Shuwen Ye's neck, trying to stick his burning cheeks on.

“Little teenager" sounds like a fountain on a weekday. At this time, it's like a charming force, and those eyes with the light of water look directly at someone as if they can suck each other's entire soul into dark black ripples.

Ye Shuwen closed his eyes and avoided looking at them.

But the man in his arms had long lost his mind. He had no idea of Ye Shuwen's “good intentions” - Jun Xiao was as close to Ye Shuwen as a tailless bear. Ye Shuwen's cool breath could relieve the heat slightly.

Ye Shuwen motionless, his closed eyes locked all his thoughts.

“Senior Brother...”

Unsatisfied with the reaction of the other party, Jun Xiaowen directly reached out his hands, and suddenly lifted the cap on Ye Shuwen's head. Dark as ink, the hair draped onto Ye Shuwen's shoulder, and wound into Jun Xiaowen's hair.

Jun Xiaowei called “brother” softly. He held Ye Shuwen's cheek and tried to gather it up.

Ye Shuwen finally opened his eyes, he lowered his head and pointed at the eyes of “Yao Xiao" - in those eyes, he saw only a flimsy face, a terrible, demon-eroded scar slanted across his entire face, raw to destroy the original face.

“Who are you? Who's your brother calling again?” Ye Shuwen snapped Jun Xiaoyu's back head and asked softly.

Jun Xiaowei had no reason left. Of course, she could not answer Ye Shuwen's question. She simply went forward with her instincts.

Ye Shuwen's eyes had a fierce struggle: he admitted that he had a certain fondness for “Yao Xiao”, even though it originally stemmed from the similarities between “Yao Xiao” and his younger sister, but after going through various things, this fondness became pure.

He really put “Yao Yao” in his heart.

But this definition of "on the heart” is broad, and can be affection, friendship, or love.

Ye Shuwen was not stupid. He had discovered that “Yao Yao” seemed to be attracted to himself beyond the scope of "pure friendship", but he was too late to make up his mind to examine this feeling.

Because, he is not sure how “Yao Yao Yao” feels about himself, and he does not know how much the attraction of “Yao Yao Yao” to himself is in the shadow of the little sister.

In a word, because of the shadow of childhood, Ye Shuwen has never been able to do the word "confident” emotionally, whether in previous life or in this world.

“Brother...” Jun Xiaowei called softly again, because of the physical suffering, his eyes filled with grievances and confusion.

Ye Shuwen's heart tingled slightly, if not obviously, and it continued unabated.

“I'm not your brother, stranger, wake up.” Ye Shuwen patted Jun Xiaoyu's cheek lightly, saying that he also had a bit of cold and hard tone.

One of the roles of Spring Soul incense is to let the person who won it create a hallucination with the person he likes, so in Ye Shuwen's view, "Yao Yao” just sees him as the “brother” in his heart.

“You are obviously a brother...” Jun Xiaowen exclaimed, while Leaf Xiuwen was not ready, jumped abruptly, pulled down Ye Xiuwen's neck, pointed at Leaf Xiuwen's lips, and raised his head to kiss the past.

Ye Shuwen's intellect and thoughts instantly seemed to have been blown apart, his head pounding, blank.

All the sensations, as if they were the only soft lips left in the arms.