The Second Male is Dedicated To His Career

Dream Forest, the intersection of reality and dream.

Yuan Wuji raised his foot and was about to step into the dream forest boundary, but as soon as one of his feet was raised, he felt that the other foot couldn't move.

When he looked down, he saw the tiger demon was holding one of his legs.

Original no trace: ? ? ?

Seeing Yuan Wuji looking at him, the tiger demon also raised his generous face and looked at Yuan Wuji, his expression was indescribable.

"Isn't it, Your Majesty, are you going to break through like this?"

The tiger demon was startled by Yuan Wuji's reckless behavior. He promised to act with his head, how could he be more reckless than him?

"Otherwise? Do you want to bathe and change first?"

Yuan Wuji pushed aside the tiger demon, lifted the monk's robe, and prepared to enter the Dream Forest again.

There must be different ways of conquering different monsters. To deal with the tiger demon, you can directly crush it. If you want to conquer this deer demon... probably you have to break his dream.

The dream-shattering tiger demon naturally knows it, but the dream-breaking real deer demon is actually not that powerful. It only takes a few minutes to leave the dream forest, but the problem is... the dream is difficult to break!

The dream weaving ability of the deer demon and the terrain environment of the dream forest make the dream woven by the deer demon even more perfect.

Whether it is a human being or a demon, they all have desires and demons. The dream of the deer demon often brings out the side of the heart that people are most reluctant to face. This is a sad level.

In fact, this is not difficult for the little demon who has low mana or has not yet transformed. After all, he is simple-minded and has few ideas.

But the more thoughtful, the more profound the cultivation base, whether it is a human or a monster, often will fall into a dream, and it is difficult to get out.

The tiger demon knows that Yuan Wuji's cultivation is not low, so if he walks in like this, he probably won't be able to get out.

However, when he looked at Yuan Wuji again, he could only see Yuan Wuji's back, standing tall and graceful, as if every move could be drawn into the painting.

Dream Forest, one step away, entering is another world—

Seven or eight-year-old Xiaoyuan Wuji hid in the corner, his eyes widened, and his hands tightly covered his mouth, for fear that he would make a sound.

He secretly ran out because he was extremely hungry, and wanted to find something to fill his stomach, but he didn't expect to see such an amazing scene.

If Xiaoyuan Wuji knew that he would see such a scene, he would rather not come out hungry all the time.

In the direction that Xiaoyuan Wuji was looking at, there was a man standing there. The man's appearance seemed to be what Xiaoyuan Wuji looked like when he grew up, but this man looked handsome on the outside, but he felt a bit evil. , especially at this moment, the corners of his mouth are still stained with blood, and this evil spirit is rendered to the bone.

That blood... is someone else's blood...

Xiaoyuan Wuji knew that that man was his father... a cold-blooded and ruthless man.

Xiaoyuan Wuji has always known that this man kills without blinking an eye, but hearing it is one thing, seeing it with his own eyes is another feeling...

What's more, he not only saw his father kill the beauty who was chatting and laughing together just now, he even bit the neck of the neck...drinking a mouthful of blood...

Although he was extremely shocked in his heart, Xiaoyuan Wuji still did not dare to make a sound.

However... his wish was still in vain after all.

Yuan Wuji blinked his eyes that were a little dry because of the roundness, and then looked at the original place, the father was no longer there.

Yuan Wuji patted his chest, the father finally left, and he felt that he had escaped. But at this time, a voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Do you think you're hiding well?"

Ohara no trace: ! !

The body's reaction is faster than the brain's, Xiaoyuan Wuji hasn't even thought about what to do, the body has already escaped first...

Probably feeling the danger, he wants to escape from this person, even if this person is his own father.

The royal family has never had any family affection. This is the truth that Xiaoyuan has known since he was sensible.

"Want to run?"

The man quickly caught up with Yuan Wuwei, and he picked up Yuan Wuwei very easily.

Because of long-term malnutrition, when Xiaoyuan Wuji was seven or eight years old, he looked like five or six years old.

"It seems that you can live well without worrying about you."

The man's tone of voice was very gentle, but his eyes were cold. Even with his own son, he still has no feelings.

"When you were born, they said that you would bring bad news to this country and that you would kill me when you grow up..."

When the man said this, he raised Xiaoyuan Wuji a bit, looked him in the eyes and said, "Everyone persuaded me to kill you, but I didn't."

Xiaoyuan Wuji was so panicked that he felt that he was about to faint, but he couldn't show it yet. He felt that his father was sick, and he couldn't stimulate the patient.

Therefore, Xiaoyuan Wuji's face showed the child's innocence, ignorance, and fear. He looked at the man with puzzled eyes, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

The man seemed to be talking to himself, and he didn't care about the dirt on the ground, so he just sat on the ground at will, and carried Xiaoyuan Wuji in front of him, his eyes still locked on Xiaoyuan Wuji's body.

The man was dressed in red, which was brighter than the blood on his mouth. The clothes on his body seemed to be draped on his body at will, and the end of his eyes were slightly red, and the whole feeling was bohemian.

Suddenly, he approached Xiaoyuan Wuji and asked in a very gentle voice, "Wuwei, what did you just see?"

"No…"

Just as Xiaoyuan Wuji said a word, his right index finger was broken by the man. Xiaoyuan Wuji only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was about to faint, but his mind was very clear.

"Think about it again, what did you see?"

Xiaoyuan Wuji endured the piercing pain and continued: "No..."

"Children who lie are not well behaved, there is no trace, what did you see?"

The man's voice is still as gentle, but the coldness in his eyes is getting better and better, as if Xiaoyuan has no trace of chasing and disobeying his intentions, he is about to kill.

Xiaoyuan Wuji's forehead has been oozing with cold sweat, his eyes are erratic, and his voice is trembling, but his answer is still the same.

"I did not see anything."

"I hate lying children the most, what did you see?"

That gentle voice, like the whisper of a demon, kept pressing in Ohara Wuji's ear.

The tone of the man's pressing question is very gentle, but the method is cruel.

Ohara's ten fingers without a trace were broken off one by one by him.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, pain into the bone marrow.

However, there was always only one answer for Ohara Wuji, and he didn't see anything.

"No trace, I don't want to kill you, but if you continue to lie, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it anymore."

Xiaoyuan Wuxi's body was shaking all the time, but he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Kill him…

Is he not dead yet?

Who is he?

no trace...

Unmarked…

right! He is untraceable.

Xiaoyuan Wuji's eyes that were originally afraid of panic suddenly became clearer.

Interesting, so this is his dream!

He didn't expect his father to have such a deep influence on him...

Yuan Wuji thought that he had forgotten about this matter, but he didn't expect it to be imprinted in the depths of his memory.

Very good, he has always regretted that he didn't have time to kill his father, and now such a good opportunity is in front of him... If he didn't kill his father, wouldn't he be wrong with the wonderful dream woven by the deer demon.

Yuan Wuji resisted the urge to laugh, it was so painful that all ten fingers were broken, but at this moment, the joy in his eyes was almost unable to hide.

The man also seemed to notice the change in Yuan Wuji's mood. He just wanted to ask, but only felt a pain in his neck. When he raised his hand to cover his neck, it was covered in blood.

When he looked at Yuan Wuji again, he saw that the little guy was biting a blade in his mouth, and it was still stained with blood. Obviously... he just cut his throat with this blade.

Yuan Wuji spat out the blade in his mouth and looked at the man with a malicious look in his eyes.

"Amitabha, Father, let me save you. You still want to control me in my dreams? Who gave you confidence?"

The finger that was just broken was restored to its original state in an instant, Yuan Wuji rubbed his knuckles, very satisfied with the flexibility.

In his dream, of course, only he can call the shots!

This part of the dream was understood by Yuan Wuji.

A long knife appeared out of thin air in Yuan Wuxi's hand, and he used it to cut off the man's head.

"Father, if you are not dead, I will definitely kill you again, until you are dead."

At the same time as the original voiceless voice fell, the dream was broken.

Yuan Wuji appeared in a forest, and the long knife in his hand was touching the neck of a monster with antlers.

"Bah! Sure enough, he is a hypocritical monk, even his own father can be cruel!"

Although in terms of this dream, it is obvious that the father in the dream has a bigger problem, but now that the positions are opposed, the deer demon definitely cannot sympathize with Yuan Wuji, so what else can I do? Of course, I despise him!

"Shen Yan, are you not afraid that your head will also be cut off by the poor monk?"

The reason why Yuan Wuji chose to use the long knife given by the sweeping monk in the dream is to unify the reality of the dream. The first time he jumped out of the dream, he had the weapon in his hand to control the deer demon.

A monk who wants to cut people's heads when he opens his mouth does not look like a serious monk.

"You monks of Fanyin Temple, are you too lazy to pretend now? You admit that you are hypocritical?"

"I don't know what the monks of Fanyin Temple think about the poor monk, but... the deer demon benefactor, you can't beat the poor monk, why not... how about joining us?"

"to join you guys?"

Lu Yao suspected that something was wrong with his ears, and suddenly a monk came out and asked him to join him if he couldn't beat him...

What's the situation?

"Who are you all?"

The dream was broken, and Yuan Wuji gave the tiger demon a signal to lead the little demons in.

The tiger demon had entered the Dream Forest by mistake before, and at that time he was driven out by the deer demon with his head drooping. This time, there was Yuan Wuji's support, and the dream was just broken by Yuan Wuji. At this time, when the tiger demon walked in, it was a proud head, majestic, not to mention majestic, just like the dream was broken by him. .

Deer Demon:…

hateful! He was put on by him!

Sure enough, as long as the cheeks are thick enough, there are all kinds of monsters these days...

"Old deer, join us?"

"Bah! Erhu, how can you say that you are also the tiger king who dominates one side... Why, can you be taken as a mount by a monk?"

The deer demon said this very ironically, but the tiger demon was not annoyed at all, but instead said with a smile: "Who said that the king is with..."

The tiger demon said it in general, and looked at the original bald head...

Okay, that's right, it's a monk.

"Our king is not a serious monk, he is from the line of the nine-tailed fox!"

"What did you say?"

Yuan Wuji could clearly feel that when the tiger demon mentioned the nine-tailed fox, the deer demon was very excited.

Yuan Wuxi was too lazy to explain, so he simply showed the fox's tail to the deer demon.

The beautiful silver nine-tails spread out behind Yuan Wuji, and with Yuan Wuji's handsome face, there is an indescribable strange feeling.

The deer demon stared at the untraceable nine tails for a long time, as if stunned, and finally burst into tears.

"You, are you really Big Brother Hu's child?"

"Brother Hu?"

Yuan Wuji tilted his head with some doubts, said the nine-tailed celestial fox?

"I used to follow your father, the nine-tailed celestial fox. They were all hateful cultivators. They planned to kill Brother Hu and sister-in-law, leaving only a poor child like you..."

When the deer demon talked about the sadness, he couldn't help but shed tears, what a pitiful child!

Yuan Wuji was shocked by the amount of tears from the deer demon. Is the original demon able to cry like that?

The deer demon is crying like this, Yuan Wuji guessed that the compilation should not be a problem, so he let him cry, but the deer demon seemed to suddenly remember something...

"Nephew, how did you become a monk?"

"It's a long story..."

It's really not something that can be explained clearly in one or two sentences. The key is that Yuan Wuji doesn't really want to explain.

All the demons thought it was incredible that he was a monk, but it was rare to have the experience of being a monk. Yuan Wuji planned to maintain the image of a monk all the time.

"It's the bald donkey of Fanyin Temple, right?"

As soon as Lu Yao scolded his mouth, he realized that Yuan Wuji was also a monk, and quickly remedied: "My nephew, I'm not scolding you, it's those monks in Fanyin Temple... What did those hypocritical monks tell you, your father is there How could you have that image in your mind?"

Ah this...

In fact, that is not the image of the nine-tailed celestial fox at all, but the image of Yuan Wuji's father, but... At this time, of course he is pretending!

The deer demon's self-brain supplement not only solves why Yuan Wuxi's father in his heart is such a bad image, but also makes Yuan Wuxi better understand the nine-tailed celestial fox.

Yuan Wuji immediately put on a sad expression, and looked at the deer demon with a bit of self-mockery in his eyes: "Uncle deer demon, is it daddy..."

From his eyes to his movements to his demeanor, Yuan Wuji was like a child who had been abandoned for a long time. He finally learned that his parents abandoned him for a reason, and his eyes lit up in an instant.

The little monk was originally merciful, but now he has no trace and deliberately behaves pitifully, which makes the deer demon feel bad.

His eldest nephew, if it weren't for the hateful human practitioner, wouldn't have become such a fatherless orphan, how pitiful!

"Don't worry, nephew, Uncle Lu will follow you in the future, and he will definitely avenge your parents!"

Seeing that Big Brother's son was so promising in the past, the deer demon was naturally happy.

"Thank you, Uncle Deer."

Yuan Wuji nodded obediently, and then quietly put away the long knife in his hand.

Uncle Deer, this filter is a bit heavy!