"ah!"

"ah!!!"

Deep underground, the red devil's cave.

Mao Long sat cross-legged on the dirty ground, completely naked, holding a sharp knife and cutting his skin bit by bit. The blood kept leaching out, turning his whole body into a bloody man.

When the Temple of Heaven exploded, even though he escaped immediately, the aftermath of the explosion still swept through his body, shattering his waist and tearing apart his internal organs.

If it weren't for his profound skills and protecting his heart with magic power in advance, his body and soul would have been separated long ago.

Under normal circumstances, if you suffer such a serious injury, you have to cultivate for a long time. It is best to run away and wait until the injury is completely healed before talking about other things. But the problem is that if you can live for a long time, Xu Youtu can live for such a long time.

?

If Xu Youtu dies, even if he cultivates into a true demon, who will he show it to? Who will care about him?

No matter how high your cultivation level is and how powerful your demonic flames are, without a qualified witness, what is the point of everything you have fought so hard for?

Under such circumstances, in order to repair the injury as soon as possible and even improve the strength to a higher level, the only way to have a glimmer of hope is to endure a thousand cuts and use taboo methods regardless of the consequences.

"Xu Youtu, Xu Youtu!!!"

Under the torture equivalent to his own self-inflicted pain, Mao Long raised his head and screamed.

Doing this can't alleviate his pain, but it can give him the courage to continue to be cruel to himself.

In fact, in the original movie, Mao Long's affection for Xu Youtu far surpassed that of master and apprentice, reaching an almost perverted level.

For example, at the beginning, after he caught Piao Hong, he did not immediately sacrifice her alive. Instead, he slowly waited for Xu Youtu to arrive, and then bit Piao Hong's neck in front of him.

For another example, even if he was beaten by Xu Youtu and his spirit was scattered, and when he was running for his life in a hurry, he did not forget to spit out a breath of demonic energy, so that Xu Youtu and others could stay young forever, or even become immortal.

Another example is that sixty years later, Xu Youtu failed to kill Mao Long using his last trump card, so he dragged Mao Long into hell with his disabled body.

At that time, where did he get this strength? Was it because Mao Long was willing to go to hell with him?

At this moment, in the midst of the most piercing screams, Mao Long finally completed his final transformation. His bloody body continued to wander from solid to void, and from void to solid, releasing streaks of blood-red light...

A few days later.

On a stormy night, inside the thatched cottage.

Xu Youtu squatted in front of the stove and lit the dry material with a fire stick. The dry material ignited the charcoal. The slightly humid room suddenly became warm and gradually dried.

Behind him, on the bed, Piao Hong was lying on his side facing the wall, holding the quilt in his arms, snoring softly from his mouth and nose.

"Uh-huh."

Suddenly, a figure flashed past the window, and Xu Youtu felt something in his heart. He turned around and looked around, but he saw only the wind and rain outside the window, and there was no other abnormality.

And just when he felt relieved and turned around, a figure with a faint bloody light suddenly flashed in front of him, scaring him so much that he stepped back.

"I just walked around a few times, and the expert you invited seems to have left..." Mao Long stood in a relatively dark place in the thatched cottage, and the blood-like light on his body that looked like breathing was particularly eye-catching.

"Master, please let me and Piao Hong go."

Xu Youtu fell to his knees with a bang and kowtowed repeatedly: "There are so many Liuyin women in the world, there is no need for you to keep an eye on her!"

"You are right." Mao Long nodded slightly and said: "Although Liuyin women are very rare, as long as you look for them carefully, you can still find them within two or three years. Since you know this, have you ever thought about me?

Why are you staring at her?"

Xu Youtu was stunned.

He seemed to have never thought about this problem.

"Let's make a hypothesis." Mao Long said in a low voice: "You are a lonely star with no wife, no children, no relatives, no friends, and you have brought up a child through all kinds of hardships. You give him food and clothing, and teach him to practice kung fu.

, gave all his love to the other person, but suddenly one day, this child brought back a girl and told you that he and the girl were going to fly away, how would you feel? "

Xu Youtu: "..."

"More than ten years of upbringing is not as good as a moment of joy. The other party wants to yell at you, kill you, or even find outsiders to deal with you. How will you feel at that time?" Mao Long

Said again.

Xu Youtu's heart trembled slightly and he said: "But Master, you have killed so many people..."

"I said it last time, even if I'm sorry to anyone in the world, I'm not sorry to you!" Mao Long shouted.

Xu Youtu was speechless.

"You don't treat him as a child, you treat him as a tool, a slave." At this time, Piao Hong, who was awakened by the conversation between the two, sat on the bed and said seriously.

"You have no place to speak here!" Mao Long shouted.

"I am Brother Youtu's wife, why don't I have the right to speak?" Piao Hong said: "If the purpose of raising children is not pure at the beginning, then let alone deep love."

"Shut up." Xu Youtu suddenly turned around and shouted.

Piao Hong was suddenly startled, and then she realized belatedly that she seemed to be too excited.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on my back.

"opinionated."

Mao Long glanced at her coldly, and then said to Xu Youtu: "Youtu, love has a shelf life, maybe three years, maybe five years, seven years. No love can last forever, but longevity can. For a woman, give up

How foolish is the opportunity to live forever?"

Xu Youtu was silent for a moment and said, "I want to enter the mysterious book."

"Can."

Mao Long took out an ancient book from his lapel, threw it to Xu Youtu in the air, and said with sincerity in his eyes: "As long as I have it, I can give it to you."

Xu Youtu stretched out his hand to catch the secret book, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Master, can't Piao Hong and I be your guardian angels together?"

Mao Long's expression changed and he said: "Of course not. This woman must disappear from your life!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned into a red light and rushed towards Piao Hong at high speed.

"boom."

At this time, a figure suddenly rolled out from under the bed, jumped up, and pushed Mao Long's chest hard with both palms.

Mao Long laughed ferociously and puffed out his chest. Zhu Yunjun's body flew up and hit the wall heavily.

Xu Youtu's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over like a shooting star chasing the moon. He opened his arms, hugged Mao Long's waist, and shouted loudly: "Piao Hong, go quickly."

As soon as the frightened Piao Hong got out of bed, Mao Long's body disappeared into Xu Youtu's arms, and he reached out to grab him.

"stop!"

Zhu Yunjun swallowed the sweet taste that surged into his throat, flew up, and slammed into Mao Long's arms, knocking him back several steps.

"you wanna die."

Mao Long was so angry that he grabbed his neck and smashed him on the floor, causing blood to spurt out.

"boom."

Mao Long stepped on his back, using it as a stepping stone towards Piaohong.

"boom."

Just when Xu Youtu ran towards Mao Long desperately, knowing that he couldn't do anything, a silver-white blade suddenly penetrated the door, shot into the thatched cottage, and stabbed Mao Long's body fiercely.

Mao Long's expression changed, and he quickly turned around to avoid it. Unexpectedly, the long knife seemed to be held in someone's hand, and he turned around and slashed towards his head.

"Whoosh."

At the critical moment, Mao Long turned into a blood shadow and came to Piao Hong in an instant. He lowered his head and wanted to rush into her body.

Qin Yao escaped to the side of Piao Hong, grabbed her wrist, and threw her behind him. He immediately raised his foot and kicked the blood shadow, and the powerful force immediately kicked her into the air.

"It's you again, damn stinky Taoist priest." Mao Long said angrily.

Qin Yao didn't want to talk to him anymore. He raised his hand to summon the ghosts and gods and ordered: "I have only one request for you. Seal him. No matter what, you can't let him escape this time!"

"Run away? Why should I run away?"

Mao Long sneered, and his body suddenly disappeared on the spot: "I will kill you all one by one, otherwise how can I be worthy of the suffering I have suffered?!"

Qin Yao put his hand on his forehead and quickly opened his eyebrows, just in time to see a faint blood shadow rushing towards Xiaoxia.

"Xiao Xia, straight ahead!!!"

Xiaoxia's eyes flashed with blue lightning, she raised her hands high and struck them down violently. Two blue electric whips whizzed down and hit Mao Long heavily on his chest. The violent lightning whip instantly knocked him out of shape and flew upside down.

rise.

"You can actually see my invisible demonic body?" Mao Long tried his best to steady his body in mid-air and looked towards Qin Yao in astonishment.

This invisible demonic body is a relatively high-end method in the Mystery Book, and ordinary eyes will never be able to detect his whereabouts!

Qin Yao dragged his sword into the air and ran towards the opponent at high speed. When he was close to the opponent's body, he swung his right hand in a circle, and the Yanyue knife, with a bright white light, rushed from behind and struck Mao Long's head.

"Uh-huh."

Mao Long flew away and became invisible again. The next moment, an extremely hot white ray flew out of Qin Yao's eyes, piercing the demon's body like a sharp blade, forcing the opponent to come out again.

"Ah~~"
To be continued...