Chapter 231

Rong Xiaocuo, who was running in the air, found a person crouching in the distance, gray hair, blue-gray long cotton-padded robe, greasy shiny sleeves, hands tucked into his sleeves, habitually shaking his leg. All this made Rong Xiaocuo feel like he had met a ghost.

Rong Xiaocuo retreated quickly, running wildly in another direction without looking back, not going far, Rong Xiaocuo found Meng Su was still waiting for him in front.

After changing more than a dozen escape directions in a row, Rong Xiaocuo was desperate, he walked slowly towards Meng Su, and said with grief and indignation: "Who exactly are you? We didn't offend you, you've already killed two of us, do you want to kill us all?"

"No, no, don't overthink it, I have no hatred with you guys, I kill people, not necessarily looking at hatred, but also looking at my mood." Meng Su still said honestly and simply.

"Don't be arrogant, our Asura Realm Blood Demon Sect will soon kill into the Demon Realm, the Blood Lord is at the peak of Demon Venerable, sooner or later he will kill all of you in the Demon Realm."

Rong Xiaocuo roared hysterically.

Golden light flashed, Rong Xiaocuo's right arm, which had just consumed two Blood Spirit Pills to reshape, was cut off again.

"You're still young, have a bright future, it's a pity you can't speak. Hmm, seems you also like to brag, this bad habit is very bad, must change, also, you run too slowly."

The huge pain and deep fear made Rong Xiaocuo collapse, Rong Xiaocuo squatted on the ground, crying bitterly: "What exactly do you want? You have the power of Killing Venerable, why don't you go find our boss, taking it out on us small people, what kind of hero is that."

"Sigh, this poor child, just suffered a little injury, and you're crying like a woman, how about this, you go back and bring a letter to Ye Hong, tell him to wash his neck clean and wait for death. Go quickly, you're slow, don't delay the journey."

Rong Xiaocuo cried for a long time, no one paid attention, looked up, Meng Su had already disappeared.

Rong Xiaocuo, who survived the disaster, was in a good mood, but also had lingering fears.

The Demon Realm is too dangerous, I want to return to the Asura Realm.

Ye Jingyun, Li Huan'er, Li Bai, and Ye Baiyi cleaned up the battlefield, wrapped up the sacrificed soldiers, and put them on horses. Ye Jingyun looked at his subordinates who lived and died with him, suddenly turning into cold corpses, feeling sad in his heart.

Suddenly a song came from the sky: "A person as excellent as me, should have lived a brilliant life..."

Meng Su, wearing a blue-gray cotton-padded robe, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, flew across the sky, leaving behind intermittent, off-key singing.

The people below looked at the departing Meng Su, their expressions complex.

The Demon Realm is going to change, the Supreme is no longer the king of the Demon Realm, where will the Supreme who has lost his ruling power go?

Li Huan'er had already seen the chaotic and disorderly future of the Demon Realm.

Meng Su changed into Nian Yilao's clothes, changed himself back to Nian Yilao. Returned to the Li family branch.

Along the way, Li family disciples kept nodding and saluting him, Meng Su responded one by one, polite and enthusiastic, without any air of an Imperial Envoy.

"Did you see? Elder Nian seems to have changed into a different person, becoming... hmm, like a person."

The Li family disciples below discussed while going down the mountain.

Meng Su, in a good mood, whistled and pushed open the door of his small courtyard.

In the vast snow, a few small flowers in the courtyard emitted a faint fragrance, fresh and warm, Meng Su couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, a comfortable expression appearing on his face.

Meng Su, who pushed open the door, was greeted by a blood-colored whip, the whip wrapped around Meng Su's neck like a poisonous snake. Dragged Meng Su into the room.

Ji Rumei, with very few clothes, sat on the grand master's chair in the room, a pair of long, white legs crossed over each other. Her towering chest rose and fell with her breathing.

"Draw your blade."

Ji Rumei shouted at Meng Su.

"Draw... what blade? I've never used a blade, where would I get a blade?" Meng Su looked at Ji Rumei with a wronged expression, pretending to be confused.

"Pretending, still pretending? Do you dare to say that person just now wasn't you? Tell me, where did you just go?"

"I just went to the toilet, what... what's wrong?" Meng Su said aggrievedly: "Who is that person you're talking about?"

"Make it up, keep making it up. To tell you the truth, I've suspected you since you pretended to have a headache last time. Let me tell you, there's actually no Blood-thirsty Insect at all. Don't forget, you're called Nian Yilao, a lecher who can't take his eyes off women, how could you be indifferent to me? And Blood-thirsty Insect? Go to hell."

"No Blood-thirsty Insect? Then why would I have a headache? Hell. But I really don't know how to use a blade, if you say dancing with a spear or stick, I can barely manage." After speaking, Meng Su stared straight at Ji Rumei's chest.

Ji Rumei felt Meng Su's gaze, couldn't help but cover her chest, and teased: "You have big breasts, you won't kill me?"

"Even if you had small breasts, I wouldn't bear to kill you." Meng Su tried his best to whitewash himself.

"Enough. If you really are Nian Yilao, then honestly dual cultivate with your old lady, if you don't dare, you are that assassin." Ji Rumei looked at Meng Su with disdain.

"If I really am that assassin, what can you do to me, Madam? Kill me? Or tie me up and see Ye Hong?"

"You really aren't Nian Yilao, do you really think you're invincible? Have you ever heard of a Flower Demon?"

"What Flower Demon? I'm ignorant, I really haven't heard of it?" Meng Su said carefully: "What's it called?"

"Qing Nong." Ji Rumei rolled her eyes and said: "It's the smell you just smelled in the courtyard. You seem to have enjoyed it quite a bit."

"Is there anything special? It's just a flower. Can this Flower Demon turn me into an assassin?" Meng Su was a bit puzzled.

"Ignorant thing, once this flower is inhaled, the pollen will grow in your body, making the yin and yang in your body lose balance, yang is prosperous and yin is lonely, if you don't copulate with a woman within three hours, you will be burned to death by evil fire. Today I will drain your original yang and achieve my Hundred Puppets Plan."

Ji Rumei felt the pleasure of winning back a round.

"Sigh, you're still the same as before, not confident, actually, even if you didn't use the Flower Demon, I would obediently listen to you. Why bother?" Meng Su still looked at Ji Rumei's chest lecherously.

Being so calm, without losing his mind in the slightest, without the urgent desire of being poisoned by Qing Nong, made Ji Rumei's heart sink. Could she have really recognized the wrong person? Was the poison of Qing Nong useless?

Impossible, Qing Nong is a fifth-grade Flower Demon, she had used it countless times, how many heroes had fallen into the hands of this demon and become her skirt-chasing subjects.

Pretending, everything was pretending, he must be suffering bitterly.

Sure enough, Meng Su's face was flushed, panting heavily, his fingers spread in the void, in the shape of a flower-pinching finger, and a small flower appeared in Meng Su's hand, this flower had four petals, and there were obvious four human faces on the petals. Joy, anger, obsession, and resentment, four expressions.

The small flower was pinched in Meng Su's hand, shivering, as if there was something in Meng Su's body that could destroy it.

Meng Su looked at Ji Rumei excitedly and said: "Is this what Madam is talking about?"

Ji Rumei was taken aback, her strongest trump card was held in Meng Su's hand, Ji Rumei, who had lost her reliance, softened her body. She said in panic: "How did you do it? This demon can confuse people's nature, even a Supreme can't resist. Who exactly are you?"

"I'm just a lecher. Remember, my name is Nian Yilao, forget other unrealistic fantasies, you will live longer." Meng Su flicked his finger, and that small flower turned into fly ash in Meng Su's hand.

Meng Su's Demon Heart was a first-grade Great Demon, naturally suppressing other grades of small demons, Qing Nong was only fifth-grade, naturally it couldn't cause harm to Meng Su.

"Actually, I really hope to dual cultivate with you. But you have to tell me the method of dual cultivation." Meng Su looked at Ji Rumei sideways, his eyes revealing disdain, cruelty, curiosity, and mockery. This glance made Ji Rumei's heart jump. She almost fled out the door.

"Nian Yilao ran out a hundred li away, was caught up by me, and slashed to death, do you want to try?"

Meng Su seemed to see through Ji Rumei's thoughts and warned in advance.

Ji Rumei gave up the idea of escaping.