Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 296 Misunderstanding

Min Xiao was often not in Xuanyin Sect recently. Zhou Yuan was very attentive and asked him where he had been. Min Xiao was just mysterious and didn't want to tell anyone, but he couldn't hide the complacency in his eyes.

Judging from the temperament of the demons, being able to make Min Xiao behave like this is definitely not a good thing for ordinary people.

Demons often have to suck boiling blood as a vigorous seasoning, and the broken bones of their hands and the pleading groans are the sleeping pills that make them boil and obsessed.

Those who are full of lies and love to cheat are even more evil.

It's like an unpredictable lake, the sparkling beauty is the lure, and when you cross the line, drowning and suffocation is the reward.

What is your favorite?

He wants you to step on the blade he has given you and prostrate yourself in worship. The blooming blood flowers are the fanaticism under the skin. You should appreciate the collapse of other people's rationality and the exposure of the "evil" deep inside.

Min Xiao’s purity is essential evil.

Well, needless to say, there is nothing more to say about what can make this evil creature happy.

Qu Yanhui is not a good person. Without any restraint, he is a completely dangerous element. He holds grudges and has no bottom line.

If the world was the sea, Qu Yanhui's body would be the drifting weeds, his soul would be the broken stem, he would be drifting in the world, unable to cross the sea on his own. He should have been kneeling and crawling in the mud, covered in filth, with a dirty heart, and living in mud and water all his life.

To be one who is trapped by dampness and decay is to sink in the rain even when you die.

But he has taken root and found a home. He still remembers the days when he served the temple with his whole heart. Every word he said was from the bottom of his heart. He thought that he had overdrawn his life, but now that the bitterness has paid off, he can also turn the old pond into a new one...

Qu Yanhui’s idea was simple but honest—since his roots had been cut off, no one would have an easy life.

When the disciples of Kui Zong lit the "fire", he asked the entire Kui Zong to be a sacrifice in the light, and taught them the truth that offering fire would burn their wings and that their lives were more fragile than paper.

Shi Yubai was not actually familiar with Qu Yanhui, and was too lazy to dig into anything about him, but he knew that the more the other person cared about something, the more he would destroy it.

As for those people from the Xuanyin Sect, they were just gifts. If he didn't like them, he would destroy them.

The taste of evil is like chewing red and swallowing a ball of sweet fire.

Qu Yanhui has no worries. Perhaps it can be said that his madness is not wanton, but rather ingrained in his bones, which makes him seem indifferent.

When Min Xiao was elusive, others were curious but could only look around, and at most privately guessed what Min Xiao was busy with. However, Qu Yanhui was different. He calculated the other party's whereabouts without any scruples.

As for whether he would be discovered or the risks involved, Qu Yanhui didn't care at all.

Min Xiao was like a wild beast excitedly marking his territory. He circled his favorite places on his soft belly and wanted to mark them everywhere to show his status. Therefore, it was not difficult for Qu Yanhui to find his "secret base", which was located in a cave.

Perhaps because of the confidence and arrogance in his own strength, Min Xiao did not set up any protection outside the cave. However, the strong smell at the cave entrance warned uninvited guests who attempted to enter. Most people or alert beasts would definitely take a detour.

But Qu Yanhui was obviously not an ordinary person, and he was definitely an uninvited guest.

Stepping into the darkness was like entering the mouth of a giant beast. There was a whimpering sound like crying coming out of the wind, and a chill that turned into cold as I went deeper.

Cold, yes, something was very wrong. Normally, a cultivator would not feel anything due to this natural warmth, unless... the thing emitting this coldness was not an ordinary thing.

The stalactites were dripping with water, and the pool of cold water gurgling out from the interlaced layers said it all.

The cold air was almost solid, with even floating ice, and the scarlet spot in the center was particularly conspicuous.

The blood was rolling in the pool, and the momentum was not very strong. Qu Yanhui's intuition told him that this was Min Xiao, and he seemed to be going through some stage, and his strength was greatly reduced.

Qu Yanhui did not hesitate at all and took action as soon as he thought of this.

The puppet's silk threads flew out from his sleeves, causing the water in the pond to splash and then entangled directly around the figure in the water. If one looked closely, one would find that the water drops that fell on the four lines were split straight apart.

Qu Yanhui had the intention to kill. If he succeeded, the person in the pool would not be Min Xiao, but several pieces of meat, some in the east and some in the west.

"Wow--"

The sudden strong pull caught Qu Yanhui off guard. As he was competing in strength with a serious demon cultivator, Qu Yanhui was dragged into the water without any suspense.

He reacted very quickly and retracted the puppet thread. The silver-white thread brushed across Qu Yanhui's pale fingertips, leaving a small faint red mark due to the pulling, which then tended to dissipate in the surging cold mist.

A pair of dark sharp claws stretched out from the pool, with the wetness of the water and the coolness of the scales, and clasped the back of Qu Yanhui's neck.

Qu Yanhui inevitably choked on the water. He was caught off guard and spat out a pool of white foam tinged with blood. His numb tongue tip was soaked in the hot and wet mouth filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Cold pain, damp fishy taste.

"How did you come?"

At this moment, Min Xiao was in his original form. His body seemed to be covered in blood, which had a fishy smell but was not sticky. It was as if some red gelatinous skin had slid off, leaving only crystal clear liquid.

Revealing goat-like horns, red vertical pupils, a snake tail, and eagle claws, only the naked chest and the strangely handsome face showed a hint of human features, and it was obvious that a transformation had taken place.

Sleepiness hung arcs at the corners of his eyes, and his lazy thoughts seemed to be awakened by Qu Yanhui. His lazy tone sounded like vague mumblings. As he stood up from the pool, cold water wrapped around his strong body and rushed into the pond. The water drops were distinct, like a short, wet rainstorm.

The cold water droplets bouncing on the surface of the pond splashed and hit Qu Yanhui's cheek. There was the noisy sound of water in his ears. His drooping eyelashes were hooked on a few crystal clear water droplets, wetting the thick black color. He clicked his tongue, as if he didn't like the wetness, and turned his face away.

Min Xiao's sharp claws could easily break his neck, but the Demon Lord, who was in a good mood, did not do so. He loosened his claws, but saw a foot of frozen fire penetrating the gradually melting ice, lingering on the back of Qu Yanhui's neck, and breaking into a small pink mole. Before his fingertips completely left, he curiously brushed it with his fingertips.

"I can't come?"

If they were going to cause any trouble, he would have the chance to ruin their plans and he would be happy to cause trouble for them, so that's why he came here.

Qu Yanhui had such a purpose, but he was not in a hurry even after being caught. Instead, he was calm, like someone who was visiting, and spoke in a gentle tone.

Because of the environment, even his breath was hot, and he opened and closed his mouth as he spoke, exhaling hot air.

The shadows of the two people were embedded in the water surface tightly, intertwined and twisted. Someone was slow to take a step back, and the shadows separated.

Min Xiao's expression changed slightly: Are you worried about him?

I have to say, this misunderstanding is quite big.

(After reading the comments and likes, the name is the Cangsheng League and I won’t change it.)