Why is This Little Brother

When the dishes are ready, the two of them don't go anywhere else, just find a table in this kitchen and put the food on it.

Yanchun hasn't eaten the taste of the mortal world for a long time, but she always likes to eat the things Yin Yuchen makes. Even if these mortal world ingredients are eaten into the body, they are impurities that need to be washed, and Yanchun also enjoys eating them.

But Yin Yuchen is different, he has become a demon cultivator, not to mention these mortal objects, which are the meat of spirit beasts, to him they are the same.

What a demon cultivator longs for is always blood, the blood of the human race. Yin Yuchen can restrain his desire to kill and vent his sexual desire, but in fact, for him, the most difficult thing to endure is the appetite that extends from every bone.

The more advanced the demon, the more unrestrained it is. Yin Yuchen has reached the pinnacle of the Soul Destroyer Realm through the Demon Gathering Order these days, and he is one step away from a violent spirit.

He ascended into a violent spirit, and if he was not suppressed by the flesh and blood of a stranger, he would have lost control.

But Yin Yuchen hid it very well, sitting opposite Yanchun, talking and laughing with her as before, chewing and swallowing the taste that was unbearable for him now.

Speaking of the chaotic Northern Songshan Tianyuan Sword Sect, Yin Yuchen was still worried about Yanchun, and exhorted: "Sister, as you and I said, you can't stop the mountain torrent, so just take care of the boat under us, tonight I will try to break through the violent spirit realm. , sister, come and protect the law for me."

Yanchun nodded while eating, "Okay."

"When the demon cultivator ascends to the violent spirit realm, there will be some changes." Yin Yuchen looked at Yanchun and said, "Just a little bit. Don't be afraid when the time comes, sister. No matter what I say, you can think that I am going crazy."

"Don't agree to my excessive demands. If you really can't do it, just take my Demon Gathering Order and suppress me with your cultivation base, or..." Kill me.

Yan Chun also nodded, without even raising his eyes.

Yin Yuchen wanted to say more, but moved his lips, but there was no exit. He took a chopstick of food and stuffed it into his mouth.

The reason why the demon cultivator is extremely rare in the realm of violent spirits is because entering the realm of violent spirits, it is very difficult to maintain reason, he may lose control, go mad, and beg Yanchun to let him go out and kill people in an ugly way.

However, Yin Yuchen had to enter the realm, the Soul Destroying Realm cultivation base could not leave the Demon Domain Tiankeng forever, and the world would be in chaos.

After a meal, Yin Yuchen took Yan Chun and walked around Yin Hezong, went to some places he would go before, and told Yan Chun about his past hardships.

These old scars are ugly and festering, and they are extremely disgusting. He never liked others to touch them before, and even he was not allowed to touch them.

But now he can easily take it as a joke, Yan Chun likes to listen to it, he doesn't care to open it up, and he can win Yan Chun's pity and distressed kiss, which is a huge profit for Yin Yuchen.

When Mo Ze was not in the sect, Yin Hezong was all puppets up and down. The door was closed, and only Yan Chun and Yin Yuchen looked around, stopped at random, leaned against the railings together, sat together under the porch, and said that they had never been involved in each other's lives.

This kind of time seemed to have been stolen, and soon the twilight closed, Yin Yuchen said dryly, and drank a pot of water. In fact, what he was thirsty was not water, but blood.

Yan Chun was still complacent, squatted under the corridor in front of Yin Yuchen, looked at him, and smiled with eyes full of autumn water.

The crescent moon rises into the sky.

Yin Yuchen swallowed, his throat was so thirsty, he had to enter the country.

He embraced Yanchun, he couldn't say anything dejected to Yanchun, but said to her: "Sister, it is still dangerous to enter the violent spirit realm, but don't be afraid of my sister."

Yin Yuchen suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "If I lose my mind completely, and become... a bloodthirsty monster."

"Then sister, don't hesitate and kill me."

Yan Chun was about to speak when Yin Yuchen was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning over to kiss Yan Chun, blocking what she was about to say, and continued: "Kill me, I won't die, sister forget?"

"The rebirth lotus I gave to my sister can reshape my body." Yin Yuchen said, "sister don't let me go out to harm others. Once I lose control, kill me and reshape my body for me."

"When the time comes, I will be clean and go back to my sister."

A little mist of water flickered in Yan Chun's eyes, which was quickly suppressed.

She didn't refute Yin Yuchen, but just held his face and kissed him closely.

The two held hands and returned to the underground, but this time Yin Yuchen took Yan Chun and went directly to the mustard seeds underground.

For the first time, Yan Chun saw Yin Hezong's monks, but these monks were all locked in mustard seeds, like monsters displayed in mustard seeds one by one.

Some of them lost their human form, half of their bodies became puppets, some of them lost their flesh and blood, and their bodies were connected by silk threads, and some of them were lying on the ground, with blood-red Gu worms moving under their skins.

When they saw people, no one came to say hello, and they were indulging in their own pain.

Yan Chun was shocked, and Yin Hezong was too terrifying.

Yin Yuchen endured the discomfort and stood still to explain to Yanchun.

"Sister, don't see them described as terrifying, but they are all dying people who voluntarily joined Yin Hezong."

"Mo Ze and I are both **** and demons, but after the death of Yin Hezong's old beast, the reason we didn't disband the sect is because we discovered that puppet art, or even witchcraft, may not be able to be used for the life of desperate people. "

Yin Yuchen took Yan Chun's hand and walked step by step through these grotesque and deformed people who were desperately trying to survive.

"The spiritual palace is broken, the body is incomplete, and even the meridians are broken... These people who are sure to die in the sect of the right way, in the origin of the evil sect of Yin Hezong, all have ways to continue their lives."

"But there is a price to pay for practicing sorcery. As my sister saw, if you don't want to die, you have to suffer."

Yin Yuchen said: "Sister, life is like an ant. There are not many ants who don't want to die. We just give them a chance to survive."

"Whether they can survive or not depends on them. If they can't hold on and choose to die, we will arrange their remains and return them to their relatives, just like treating the body of the third prince at that time."

"Sister doesn't have to be burdened, didn't she say it too? Evil demons and righteous paths may be from the same sect. It only depends on who has the ability and whether it is used to harm or save people."

Yan Chun relaxed in his heart, and carefully observed the monks in the small mustard seed space. Although they were very painful, there was indeed a **** in their eyes.

Yin Yuchen pulled Yan Chun to stand in front of a bigger mustard seed.

"I see," Yan Chun said, "you want to come in here, go."

Yin Yuchen grabbed Yan Chun's hand, reluctant to let go, hugged Yan Chun and said, "No matter how pitiful I am, my sister will not interrupt, no matter how eloquent I am after I come out, if I want to harm others, my sister will kill me. "

Yan Chun raised his head and raised his hand to touch Yin Yuchen's face. At this moment, time seemed to go back in time. They went back to the beginning of their acquaintance by the stream.

Yan Chun looked at the pretending to be strong "child" in front of him, gave him the snacks he liked, and listened to him talking about **** his parents and the people who bullied him in the village.

Yan Chun actually knew what kind of person Yin Yuchen was from the very beginning, and from the beginning, he could see from his eyes when he was pretending to be strong and when he was panicking.

"I see." Yan Chun said.

But she has grown up, and she is no longer a fool who could easily be deceived by Yin Yuchen and didn't even know how to lose him.

She knew that the body that Bansoul Tianshou raised with the rebirth lotus might just be a fool, or it might not be that person.

Yin Yuchen wanted to accidentally enter the realm and failed, so she gave her a little comfort with that half-soul celestial soul, a body shaped by a reborn lotus.

Because if he fails to enter the country and Yan Chun kills him with his own hands, then he really can't wait for him, no matter how many 18 years later.

She is the master of Yin Yuchen's celestial parasite, and the demons killed by the master will lose their souls.

Yan Chun's eyes were slightly wet, and he pushed Yin Yuchen into the mustard seed, wrote down the account, and waited for him to come out.

When Yin Yuchen entered the mustard seed, he didn't look back at Yanchun. He was afraid that he would look back, so he couldn't help but flinch.

Not to mention a heaven-defying monster, even a high-level cultivator entering the realm is extremely dangerous.

Yin Yuchen took out the demon gathering order, stimulated the demonic energy, and blocked the entire mustard seed exit with the demonic energy.

He dared not let Yan Chun see it.

Yanchun put his hand outside the mustard seed, hesitated for a moment, then sat down and started to meditate.

When Yin Yuchen's mustard seeds began to fall, Yanchun was still able to see Yin Yuchen's looming figure in a dark rainstorm and demonic energy.

But when the robbery flashes in the mustard seed space became more and more dense, the mustard seed's world was always bright as day, but Yan Chun could not find Yin Yuchen's shadow.

She was anxious outside, stood up and sat down, unintentionally meditating, but just across the mustard seeds, she could see how angry the Tao of Heaven was, and the robbery flashed from the sky in the mustard seeds, twisting down, like a silver dragon coming into the world, spitting flames, wanting to make The demons who dared to go against the sky were burnt to pieces.

Yan Chun is more nervous than entering the country by himself, than facing his own life and death.

Tribulations and flashes have continued, and if this kind of entry is not in the mustard seed, but in the mortal world, it will definitely cause a mass attack in the cultivation world.

Yan Chun didn't know how long he had waited outside. In the tunnel with the ever-bright lantern, there was no sky light to distinguish between morning and evening.

She is also a cocoon soul cultivator, tireless.

When the robbery in the mustard seeds finally stopped, the mustard seeds under Yan Chun's palm suddenly cracked with a "click".

The demonic energy surged towards the outside in a frenzy, and as the demonic energy rushed out along the cracked mustard seeds, it corroded and extinguished the ever-bright lights in the entire tunnel. The tunnel was dark, but Yanchun did not move. Looking at the mustard seeds.

But with a "bang", the mustard seeds under his palm were completely shattered. Before it shattered, Yan Chun saw the heaven and earth in the mustard seeds, which was already a piece of scorched earth and nothing.

What about Yin Yuchen?

Yan Chun's breathing tightened, and some kind of fear creeped out from her bones...

But before her fear dissipated, suddenly an arm was buckled around her waist.

This arm is filled with the magic energy in the entire tunnel.

Yan Chun lowered her head and felt herself being embraced by a solid embrace.

There was a loud breathing sound in her ear, and a very loud swallowing sound.

The hot lips lingered around the back of her neck, as if estimating where the mouth would be most suitable.

But the demon who has just entered the realm is very sensitive to danger, and his consciousness is still drowsy. Even if the monk's flesh and blood is mellow, he is drooling, but he can't eat her intuitively.

So he quickly gave up and started surging outside.

Yan Chun's heart was overjoyed, but his embrace was loosened, and the human figure turned into a demonic energy, which rushed to the end of the tunnel in a blink of an eye.

Yanchun can easily bind him and kill him, because she is his master, so she doesn't need to fight.

He is obviously not sane now. He is instinctively thirsty for blood and needs blood sacrifice.

Let him run out, he can slaughter a city in one breath.

This is the devil.

But Yan Chun just looked at this group of demonic energy tenderly, and took out the knife from the storage bag. Scratched on his wrist.

It was about to squeeze out the authentic magic energy, and when he smelled the blood, it suddenly condensed in the air.

In the next moment, it rushed back frantically.

Yanchun threw the dagger, opened her arms to embrace the demonic energy, and let the demonic energy drown her. She knew from the beginning that the nature of demons.

Therefore, she has long been ready to feed the devil with her body.

Raising her own demon.

The demonic energy quickly enveloped Yanchun, and Yanchun only felt a pain between his neck, and the blood drained rapidly.

And the demonic energy surrounding her gradually condensed into a human form.

He hugged Yan Chun in the front, his arms were tightly wrapped around Yan Chun, and his palm supported Yan Chun's slightly backward neck, pressing her back like a drawn bow.

He buried his head between Yan Chun's neck, with blood-red eyes open, his eyes would be cut at a glance, and the blood he couldn't swallow flowed down his chin to his bare chest.

He clings tightly to Yanchun, and seems to be a little taller. The sturdy body is surrounded by demonic energy, and there is no trace of demonic energy under it.

The blood of the stranger made him satisfied, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if remembering something, stopped eating temporarily, stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the blood on the corner of his lower lip, and then met Yan Chun's smiling and indulgent eyes.

The next moment, his beautiful eyes like phoenix spirit beads, blood pooled, and slowly flowed down his pale face.