Chapter 96： The villain wants to **** the demon 13

What rumors?

Hu Ke shook his head with a wry smile, raised his hand unnaturally, and rubbed his delicate face. (ww)

His sleeves were covered with floating gray, his white jade-like cheeks also looked gray, and several blood stains were applied to the hem of his clothes. After they dried up in the cold wind, they turned into a withered dark brown.

During this period of time, the teenager concentrated all his energy in the Demon Garden and took the initiative to take care of several times the cleaning tasks. He only hopes to be lucky enough to meet Xiao Wei or Xie Heng. How can I go to make friends, make friends, and chat? Gossip?

In fact, according to common sense, he should make more friends.

It is more efficient for him to inquire about the news in the Demon Garden from the old man on the mountain than to fumble through the cages one by one.

Although Hu Ke understands this truth in his heart, he lives deep in the mountains, rarely sees outsiders, and is not good at communicating with others. When he walks in front of people, he is always open and silent. Before the other party turns his eyes, he shrinks his head first. Up.

It's really useless.

The young man shrank in the shadow of the corner, watching the small servants talking and laughing, passing by him, and gradually walking far away, only he was left in the empty demon garden, and the twilight was like a candle. The defeated shadow reflects a single figure of him.

"Cough...cough cough..."

But at this moment, Hu Ke heard a faintly low cough in a dark cage beside him, with a hoarse voice like a broken bellows.

"Is anyone...is there a demon... please, I can't..."

The grief was so terrible that even the ending sound was vague. If it weren't for the surroundings, Hu Ke would listen with upright ears, and he would definitely not be able to distinguish what the person was calling.

The cold night was approaching, and the cold wind was sharp. He followed the wide sleeves and went into the inside of the clothes, blowing Hu Ke into a chill with cold sweat.

The young man clenched the broom tightly, his palms were also wet with sweat, and there were a few messy thorns on the broomsticks. At this moment, the wooden thorns pierced into the palm of his palm, making it painful and itchy.

The voice gradually weakened, resounding faintly in the empty demon garden like ashes blown away by the wind.

After hesitating again and again, Hu Ke finally couldn't bear it, and walked towards the cage lightly.

"Well, how are you?"

He stood outside the iron cage, stood on tiptoe carefully, stared at the increasingly dimmed sky, and reluctantly looked into the cage. A pair of clear and seductive eyes quietly changed, and their pupils gradually expanded.

A hand suddenly appeared in the cage!

"what!"

Hu Ke was taken aback, and turned around in a panic-to no avail, the hand clenched his wrist tightly, the slender fingernails pierced the delicate skin, and a small blood stain was dug out.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I just want a bit of your blood..."

The shadow in the cage squirmed slowly, and the thick straw-like hair was pulled away, revealing a scrawny face, pale and terribly pale, but grinning, and squeezed a weak smile at Hu Ke.

"Let go!" Hu Ke was so anxious that he almost shed tears, tugging his wrist vigorously, while wailing, "I look at you so well, how can you do this! Let go!"

The force holding his wrist suddenly loosened.

The boy's feet were unstable, he staggered a few steps to the outside, and finally failed to resolve the thrust, and squatted on the ground.

Holding his torn wrist, Hu Ke thought without tears, it was really unlucky.

But the inside of the cage saw no movement, he went around for a few times, and finally couldn't help it, and leaned forward again.

——Learning lessons this time, the foothold is still one meter away from the iron cage.

"...Hey." The boy clenched his sleeves in distress and whispered, "What's the matter with you?"

Hearing the voice of the young man, the person in the cage tilted his head slowly.

"I'm very good."

The man's voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be forced out of his chest with the last effort, but the tone of voice was indeed rising, with a hint of relief without regret.

"I just want a little blood, whether it is a demon or a human, can confirm my theory. You know, only my own blood is used, the sample is too single, I will worry about the universality of this exercise...Sample The more the amount should be, the better, but I shouted for a long, long, long time, and no one wanted to talk to me. Now, if you have one more you, you can make do with it."

Hu Ke looked at him blankly.

What sample?

He could not understand.

But the person in the cage slowly turned his stiff body, his long brown hair stretched out, revealing a thin body——

The young man was so shocked that his pupils shrank suddenly!

The man’s body was covered with large and small blood mouths, the small ones had knuckles wide, and the large ones almost crossed the waist and abdomen. The brown scabs were knotted layer after layer, with new cracks on the top, thick blood. Spread out one floor, the whole cage seemed to be immersed in blood water.

The remnant body was unbearable, showing a dying blue-purple, but the man's spirit was extremely excited, his eyes were burning, and the flames inside it rose endlessly.

Severe pain struck his chest. Facing this almost tragic scene, Hu Ke was short of breath: "This, these are all tortured by Xie Ziyou..."

"No." The man interrupted him and laughed softly, "I cut it all by myself."

He paused, and then said: "My time... is running out. This afternoon, Xie Ziyou rarely remembered to look at me, but went away disappointed. I knew that he was going to end me soon."

"It doesn't matter if I die, it's a pity that this technique that has cost me my whole life to create has not been completely perfected yet. Knowing that time is tight, I can no longer collect blood as cautiously as before. On impulse, I made a few more holes... …Ahem, alas, I’m getting older and I miscalculated my ability to endure."

The man sighed.

At the same time, a withered hand reached out of the cage and handed a book page to Hu Ke.

Hu Ke took it blankly.

The pages of the book are roughly woven from straw paper, with blood stains on the title page and inside. The first half of the handwriting is still clear, and the back is gradually scribbled, especially the last few pages, with almost illegible symbols painted in a flying and phoenix.

"Don't underestimate this technique. My dog ​​Sheng is willing to guarantee with the demon style. This technique is unparalleled in the world and is the supreme weapon that can help my monster clan grow."

Hu Ke was slightly stunned, startled in horror: "You know I'm a demon!"

"Don't be so surprised, little fox, the aura on your body is very clean, but in the future, be careful not to let people see your beautiful eyes easily. You must know that the pupils of foxes and humans are still slightly different."

The man smiled and said: "Take it away, hurry up, don't tell anyone until you are successful... But after you are successful, I hope you will carry forward this practice."

Hu Ke was holding the pages of the book, standing neatly in place, bowing his head cramped.

My feet are motionless.

"Go away," the person in the cage urged again, "I don't ask you to reciprocate, and I don't want you to worship me as a teacher. I have failed in this life. When I was young, I was arrogant. I always dreamed of blessing my race and creating A harmonious world of humanoids, but because of being too ostentatious, he was arrested here, imprisoned in a square inch, and spent the rest of his life..."

"I have walked many, many roads and seen many, many scenery. I saw that the land of the human race is always prosperous, the lights are constantly lit all night, and even the weakest children are looked after, and they can grow up safely...but We demon race, relying on blood superiority, bullying the weak, although it has a life span far beyond the human race, the land under our control is called a wild, the little demon drink blood and ruin, and even eat each other...sad, sad!"

He sighed again and again, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and the cold wind swept through, dyeing endless sadness.

"I named this technique "Prosperity." The person's eyes lit up, and he fixedly looked at Hu Ke, "After your demon technique is successful, you must copy several copies and spread them all over the world. Press me Meaning, you'd better set up a sect, or build a city to shelter all the weak and small, regardless of race..."

"I'm sorry," Hu Ke was heartbroken when he saw this man talk more and more, and interrupted him in a low voice, "I don't know how to read."

"..."

The lament stopped abruptly.

Hu Ke froze in place, waiting anxiously for a few seconds, but did not hear any more.

He walked forward lightly on thin ice, raised his hand and pushed carefully: "Hello?"

The thin body in the cage swayed and fell to the ground with a smash of dust.

——The man actually died.

The dark night has arrived, and the long moon is far away, shrouded in dim light, the young man uttered "I'm sorry" in a panic, then he straightened the man's body through the cage, and closed his eyes with a guilty conscience.

When he turned around and walked away quickly, Hu Ke thought anxiously, wouldn't this person be mad at him?

...No, it shouldn't be counted.

He had lost too much blood and was dying. The reason why he could last so long was just because he hadn't had his wish.

Thinking of the word "wish", what the man said before he died flickered in Hu Ke's mind.

A Harmonious World of Shemales...

Is it really possible?

No, no, what's up with me!

He just came to save Xiaowei and Xie Heng.

As long as the four of their brothers and sisters are safe, and when they escape from the Tiangangzong, they will go back to the mountains to hide and spend their lives in peace-what kind of red is so prosperous and the world is prosperous, so why not see it?

...But walking on the rugged mountain road, the night breeze pounced on his face, Hu Ke slightly raised his head, looking up at the dazzling stars in the sky, suddenly feeling melancholy.

Like a very fine needle, it pierced his heart tremblingly. It didn't hurt, but it itched people's heart and lungs.

...

Regardless of the moment when he heard the dream of the canine, Hu Ke's heart trembled.

When he returned to his residence and spread out the book on the table, his restless blood was cooled by reality, Hu Ke would eventually face the ultimate problem-illiteracy.

This is too difficult.

The young man turned the book and felt his head as big as a bucket, and he wished to tear the paper into pieces and swallow it.

He thought in frustration, what kind of demons are prosperous, and what kind of people are harmonious, really can't fight him, right?

...Why don't you send this scroll out to the demon who can make better use of it?

A figure appeared in Hu Ke's mind immediately, with a long jade body and a handsome mysterious clothes. The gestures and feet were filled with elegance. Ying Jun's outline was put on a soft light filter in the teenager's heart, and his beauty was almost enchanting.

But the next day, Cui Hai took the initiative to find him, and when his glamorous figure stood in front of him, for some reason, Hu Ke held the scroll tightly in his palm, and was a little erratic.

Inexplicably, he thought of the dark cage, the lingering dog monster, and imagined the man digging up the wound with his blunt nails, observing the direction of the meridians, testing the degree of blood matching, his hair was withered and yellow, his body was messy, his eyes were So bright.

It was so bright that the teenager panicked.

Compared with one, the gorgeous brocade clothes of the people before him seem to be eclipsed, and the dark gold embroidered patterns are also bleaked a bit, seemingly out of tune with where you stand and the scrolls given to you by the dog monster...