The Demon camp differed from that of the camp full of tents which Ji Yan watched in the TV series. Perhaps it was a fantasy world, the buildings here were imposing.
The magnificent palace and the staggered houses occupied the entire canyon. The habitats of birds and animals were divided by their populations. From time to time, there were birds flying by in the sky, and their chirping was clear and long.
Even for the convenience of stationing, the mountain top was abruptly cut off. It was not known which big brother slapped it.
Following Yin Xuezhuo she looked around curiously.
Most of the Demons were in their original form and found human forms were obstructive. Some looked very hideous and terrifying, floating around like ghosts, and some had sharp knives like scales all over their bodies, suddenly jumping in front of Ji Yan, startling her. Some demons were too weak to approach Yin Xuezhuo, and retreated wherever he went.
Along the way, she watched many demons, as well as the demons were also curious about her.
Weak, sweet-smelling, spiritless mortals.
Seemingly useless, but very close to the Demon Lord.
Gradually, they were all clear about Ji Yan’s appearance. Even if she goes alone in the future, they wouldn’t harm her unknowingly.
Ji Yan didn’t know Yin Xuezhuo’s intentions, but just looked around happily all the way, from time to time pointing one pace after another and asking: “Yin Xuezhuo! What is that blue light!”
Yin Xuezhuo glanced at it lightly, and said, “That’s the human race’s spell formation.”
In order to resist the demons, those people also counted their blood.
Ji Yan “Oh”.
The two armies were fighting fiercely, the atmosphere was tense, and the human race also looked very powerful.
Compared to the western punk style that blows across the demons, the painting style on the human side seemed to be much more normal.
Ji Yan was very curious about how those immortal cultivators usually look, how they fly with swords, and how they use such dazzling moves. Last time when she witnessed Ji Yunqing fighting, his moves were fierce and murderous, it’s really handsome.
Unfortunately, she had no spiritual roots.
So she could only watch it sourly, and couldn’t experience it by herself.
After all, the fantasy world was out of tune with her.
Ji Yan remembered the Jiuyou. After returning to the residence at night, she began to practice the fire on her hands again. After yesterday and today’s practice she gradually became proficient, and could spur a small flame 80% of the time. Yes, the remaining 20% were all she shouted into the air.
Still yelling like a blind chicken that running a train.
“Change and change!”
“Little Moxian! Change all over!”
Her constant yelling, made Yin Xuezhuo’s temples hurt so much. He stretched out his hand and directly covered her mouth and blocked her oncoming word in throat. He was very furious, “Shut up! Who taught you to call Jiuyou Fire by shouting. It won’t come by your yelling.”
Why are you shouting slogans? Did you come from the cheerleading squad?
‘Oh’ Ji Yan cradled to his arm and called softly “zhuo”.
Yin Xuezhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at her lightly.
Let’s see what she wants.
She asked very embarrassingly, “Can you… help me again…”
She wanted to see the big flame.
Yin Xuezhuo leaned lazily on the side, tilted his head and gave a faint “Uh”, did not say yes, nor no. He just outstretched his arms. Ji Yan rolled into his arms, her forehead next to his smooth chin.
The girl’s eyes were full of expectation and shining brightly.
Big flames, big flames.
He slowly moved his hand to the back of her neck, rubbed it like a cat, and inserted his fingers into her loose long hair, his dark nails ran across her delicate skin, his eyes were deep.
Ji Yan waited for a long time, but still did not see him moving, and blinked blankly.
? ? ? So, you do it.
She didn’t crawl over to rub him.
Yin Xuezhuo rubbed the nape of her neck, then her cheeks, and then her stomach, finally he was little satisfied, only then did he reveal a smile.
It was not his usual smile, with a bit of a bad feeling, the corners of his eyes and brows sprang to life, and he looked pretty good.
Ji Yan had a bad premonition in her heart, so almost subconsciously, she got up from him. Halfway through the running posture, Yin Xuezhuo hooked his finger and pulled the magic vine entwined on her wrist, and flip it off randomly. The magic vine suddenly became extremely long in his hand, and then tossed it forward, immediately wrapped around Ji Yan’s waist.
And then yanked back.
Ji Yan: “Ah!”
Magic Vine: “…”
Yin Xuezhuo slowly pulled Ji Yan to his side, very satisfied with the temporarily found “rope”, and casually flung the magic vine to the side. The magic vine seemed to be frightened and shrank into a corner and twisted into a cannabis flower.
Yin Xuezhuo eyes brimming with light,while he squeezed Ji Yan’s cheek “Why are you running? Didn’t you ask me?”
Ji Yan wanted to cry without tears: “I don’t want it, I don’t want it, you let me go, brother!”
“No.” Yin Xuezhuo raised his hand and pressed her red lips, making a silent finger, enjoying Ji Yan’s extremely tangled expression at this moment.
She wrinkled her face, looking like she was going to go to the execution ground as if she was dead.
Yin Xuezhuo used his fingers to force a smile on her face, “Smile.”
As soon as the voice fell, spiritual power suddenly poured out of his palm.
This time, he didn’t stick to her back, but directly on her lower abdomen. Ji Yan snorted softly again, which seemed to be crying.
Yin Xuezhuo is too bad! !
Ji Yan seemed to be crying and so angry, but only weakly limp in his arms. While Yin Xuezhuo slowly stroked her long hair with the other hand,just like smoothing a cat’s hair, from time to time pinch her small earlobe.
Ji Yan wanted to bite him again.
But as soon as she saw the wound on Yin Xuezhuo’s wrist that hadn’t fully healed, she immediately closed her eyes and clenched her teeth.
She felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen, and he was taking blood to relieve the pain.
The wound on the wrist which had just healed was cut open again, so back and forth. He also gave her blood once, before coming to the Demon Realm.
Ji Yan lowered her head and barely endured it, resting her head at the side of his neck and getting too close to him.
It became natural.
Yin Xuezhuo could smell her faint fragrance.
“This place seems to have changed a little bit again.”
Ji Yan stepped on the green ground and looked around, feeling that this place was slightly more alive than last time.
She didn’t know what it meant.
She looked around and found that there were also some changes in the distance. The white halos that flowed down from the sky were a little brighter, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.
She took a few steps that way and looked back several times to make sure that Yin Xuezhuo was always by her side before she was at ease.
“The change here may be related to the degree of fusion of the Jiuyou.”
Yin Xuezhuo stood beside her and said while walking: “The more you fit in with Jiuyou, the more lively the place will be, but what these white lights represent is not yet clear.”
This was the third time to the space. They just simply walked around. The space here seemed vast and boundless, but in fact there should be boundaries. Yin Xuezhuo pondered and tried to use the spell again, his eyes abruptly sank – still can’t use any spell.
He thought that the first time was only the initial fusion, that’s why he couldn’t use the spell, but now both he and Ji Yan had adapted to it, and it was still the case.
It seemed that the constraints here were stronger than he thought.
Yin Xuezhuo raised his eyes, and a huge butterfly wing suddenly spread behind her.
The space here was vast and boundless, enough to allow the huge wings to stretch out wantonly, and the faint blue light smeared with the endless darkness. Ji Yan heard the sound of wings breaking through the air behind her, and abruptly turned back.
… Yin Xuezhuo turned to the original form.