Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 51 "You Are... A Demon Cultivator"

The paper that was supposed to be placed on the table for people to write on has now become a sharp weapon that can cut wood. Ning Zhi stopped, and before he could speak, he felt a huge pressure on his shoulders. He lowered his eyes and saw only one Hands stained with blood.

"Gu Fanyin—"

His pupils constricted in shock and anger, and Ning Zhi was directly crushed to the ground, tilting his head to see the broken porcelain next to him.

But the culprit slowly cast his eyes on him, and when Ning Zhi fell to the ground, he even kindly caught his head that was about to hit the ground with his hand.

"You... uh-"

All the small voices were swallowed in the throat, Gu Fanyin lay on Ning Zhi's body, approached Ning Zhi unhurriedly, and then stroked his neck with his blood-stained hand.

Long black hair hangs down on Ning Zhi's shoulders, like a demon eating away believers.

The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and as the breathing intertwined, even the surrounding area began to heat up.

Gu Fanyin tilted her head, wantonly revealing her snow-white skin. Then, she took off the clothes on Ning Zhi's shoulders, and bit down on the red mark.

The string in Ning Zhi's mind completely collapsed.

The beeping that seemed to puncture the eardrum slowly subsided after a few minutes.

"Boom, boom—"

Mo Chouzhou, who accidentally opened the door, met Gu Fanyin's dangerous eyes.

Mo Chouzhou was a little frightened. When he realized that he accidentally broke something, he stood at the door and swallowed hard: "Fan, Fairy Fanyin..."

Before he could finish his stammering, he watched the ceramic piece stuck on Gu Fanyin's body fall directly, and with only a dazed effort by her, the person who was restrained on the ground quickly got up.

Ning Zhi didn't even care about the messed up clothes, bypassed her, and walked out.

Gu Fanyin sat on the ground, and the excitement caused by the blood slowly dissipated. She rubbed her sore palms, and the darkness covering her eyes finally began to fade away.

She simply lowered her head on the table and squinted at Mo Chouzhou with half of her eyes: "...What's the matter this time?"

Mo Chouzhou loosened his grip on the frame, but his expression became more ferocious: "Fourth Elder..."

"Send him to the front hall," Gu Fanyin waved his hands, he hadn't been this crazy in hundreds of years, and he was a little tired: "...Go and move the bricks."

Mo Chouzhou: "..."

Before she could speak, Gu Fanyin added lightly: "You are not allowed to use spiritual power."

"Okay, okay."

Mo Chouzhou, who was frightened by her state, staggered back, only to be stopped by a tired voice the next second.

Mo Chouzhou turned his head stiffly, and what he saw was that Gu Fanyin had found a large scroll out of nowhere, and was looking for something messily with his head down at the moment.

"Ah, go and call Ning Zhi."

Then he will definitely be rolled into bones by that whip...

Thinking of the gloomy expression on Ning Zhi's face when he went out, it was hard for Mo Chouzhou not to think about himself.

After all, if you have a life to earn Lingshi, you also have a life to spend!

"He needs me now." Gu Fanyin finally turned his head from the scroll, coughed dryly, his voice was obviously hoarse: "I will add spirit stones to you."

Mo Chouzhou: ...

He took a step back quietly, originally wanting to firmly express that he would not be tempted, but he only took a short step with his legs, and the pain of being bitten in his heart made him turn his head in an instant.

"... How much more?"

Gu Fanyin: "Go to the warehouse to pick."

Warehouse...

There are countless treasures piled up in the warehouse of Yunqiong Palace!
Mo Chouzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes lit up: "Okay!"

Even if he delays, he will definitely drag Ning Zhi over here!

Blinking and watching Mo Chouzhou go out full of excitement, Gu Fanyin sighed and put all his attention back into the vast scroll.

"Which one is it..."

The irritated voice was pressed into the wind, and it didn't drift for a long time before it stopped and disappeared.

Mo Chouzhou found Ning Zhi at the top of Yunqiong Temple.

At that time, the young man seemed to have an extremely gloomy sense of loneliness. His disheveled clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he could completely dissipate in this world as long as he took a step.

Mo Chouzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed forward without thinking: "Ning Zhi—"

"Don't be overwhelmed—"

He hasn't got his spirit stone yet——

Mo Chouzhou rushed up with his eyes closed, and then managed to escape.

Ning Zhi's forehead was covered with black lines, and he dodged the pounced hands lightly, his voice seemed to be filled with ice slag: "Get out!"

"Ah..." Mo Chouzhou touched his knocked knee, the expression on his face was distorted, "I won't go!"

"If you can't think about it, Gu Fanyin will try to drive me away!"

Ning Zhi suppressed his anger: "If you don't leave, I will fire you first."

"Rip open."

Sensing the murderous aura in the wind keenly, Mo Chouzhou got up from the ground on his toes, his hair that was blown in a mess by the wind stuck to his body, imprinting his face, which still had a messy beauty.

The premise is that if you don't speak up.

"Ningzhi... It's not easy for me to earn some Lingshi..."

Mo Chouzhou covered his heart, and said earnestly, "Don't dance here."

"You follow me to find Gu Fanyin first, as long as the person arrives, you can dance however you like——jump?"

"Oh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Mo Chouzhou lifted the hem of his clothes and skipped over the place where the feet had been chopped into pieces.

When he fell down the steps, he looked shorter than the person in front of him.

"you--"

Mo Chouzhou wanted to condemn, but fell silent for a moment.

The young man with fluttering clothes stood in the wind, with invisible blood in his eyes, accompanied by the dark background of the night, even the wind at his hand was chilling——

Like Shura crawling out of hell.

"You... are a demon cultivator."

Mo Chouzhou looked at the broken foothold with a complicated face, the aura stained on it was obviously not pure aura.

It is more inclined to the magic cultivator, and it also carries another more silent and darker atmosphere.

Mo Chouzhou has read from ancient books that the truly powerful magic cultivators have unique magic energy, with their own precipitation and emotions.

He had also been lucky enough to find the aura of a demon general in a ruined city in the past—but after seeing Ning Zhi, the aura that had always been in his memory became ordinary.

It's too scary, Ning Zhi has a soul-deep fear.

"You're quite sensible," Ning Zhi sneered, his eyes drooping slightly, and he bent down loosely little by little, "you're more discerning than those trash..."

"Then, I'll give you a good time."

The moment he tightened his momentum, Mo Chouzhou finally couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"This must be compensated by Gu Fanyin..."

Mo Chouzhou looked dazed, but without hesitation, his fingers reached into his waist, took out a kit, and directly crushed the contents.

In an instant, a white mist that confused the sight rose into the sky, Ning Zhi raised his hand, the white mist dissipated, and Mo Chouzhou disappeared completely.

(End of this chapter)