Devouring The Heavens

Chapter 2 Murder Your Husband?

The devil bear is an existence more powerful than the devil tiger.

After all, it was the first time for Xuanyuan to see such a ferocious demonic beast, and his hands and feet trembled in shock for a moment. How could Xuanyuan have seen such a big demonic bear in his previous life? I cried out in my heart:

"I finally got a chance to be reborn. Am I going to die here? If even a devil bear in front of me can kill me, why should I be called Xuanyuan? Fight!"

In the instant of life and death, the blood in Xuanyuan's body was completely stimulated, grabbed the black dagger stained with rust on his waist, stood up enduring the pain, burst out his limit, jumped suddenly, and headed towards the devil bear This dagger was forty centimeters long and looked more like a small sword. The moment Xuanyuan held the black dagger, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart. , but I can't tell what, anyway, I can't care so much now, Xuanyuan didn't think much about it.

The devil bear seemed to have a sense of wisdom. Seeing this tattered dagger, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he bit the dagger.

However, the moment the devil bear's sharp fangs bit the dagger, the fangs shattered inch by inch, and blood flowed.

At the moment when the blood stained the dagger, the dagger suddenly exploded like a living thing, turning into countless thin black threads, directly piercing into the head of the devil bear, entangled tightly, not only that, Even Xuanyuan's hand holding the dagger seemed to be tightly glued together.

Xuanyuan's body shook suddenly, and countless black silk threads condensed into a black glow that penetrated into his body. Xuanyuan only felt that his injuries were getting better gradually, and his strength was gradually expanding. Under Xuanyuan's terrified eyes, the demon The bear struggled for a moment, and its body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, until only a piece of fur remained.

Now, the wounds on my body quickly healed, and the hunger disappeared, and I felt full of strength all over my body. Looking at the dagger in my hand, a few spots of mottled rust fell off, and a few fleeting black ghosts flashed across. After the light, it becomes the same as before.

Just now, in the line between life and death, Xuanyuan's fierceness was aroused, but after the end, Xuanyuan was shocked into a cold sweat, wet all over, panting heavily, all this made me feel too It's unbelievable, even in this body's previous memory, there has never been such a situation!

After a pause, Xuanyuan came back to his senses, and hastily cut open the fur of the devil bear with a dagger, which can be sold for a lot of money.

Because of the memory of this body, Xuanyuan is also very good at how to cut the fur to sell it at the highest price, and the devil bear was sucked clean by that strange force, and the flesh and blood were gone. It was also very easy to get up. After finishing all this, Xuanyuan folded the thick fur of the devil bear, and looked at the devil bear with a complete skeleton, his eyes lit up:

"The bones of the devil bear can also be sold for a lot of money!"

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the originally intact skeleton exploded in an instant, turning into fly ash and drifting away with the wind. Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but feel a little regretful, sighed, and suddenly saw a blood-red ash the size of a pebble. Neidan lay quietly on the ground.

"Haha, it's Neidan!"

Xuanyuan naturally knew the preciousness of this inner alchemy, and was overjoyed in his heart. In this way, as long as he sold the inner alchemy, he could buy good pills and good equipment to ensure his own safety to the greatest extent.

"In my previous life, these were all nonsense. I didn't expect this world to be so magical. It seems that I used to want to become a fairy, ride the clouds and ride the fog, it's not a dream!"

Xuanyuan was immediately full of pride and high fighting spirit, at this moment, Gu Xing had a little wild boar in his mouth, which was considered a fruitful harvest.

"Where's Gu Yue?" Seeing Gu Xing, Xuanyuan immediately thought of Gu Yue, even if Gu Yue died, he must be buried properly.

Gu Xing seemed to understand Xuanyuan's words, a trace of grief flashed in the wolf's pupils, and he shook his head.

Xuanyuan knew that he would never find Gu Yue again, and felt a pain in his heart:

"Let's go, go home!"

Xuanyuan knew from memory that his home was in a towering tree not far from here.

One person and one wolf, walking towards their home without delay, while walking, Xuanyuan read his memory, inside this towering tree, was the one he used that looked rusty and extremely A blunt dagger, dug out one by one, there is a simple bed inside, a sheet made of devil tiger skin, other tree walls are covered with his trophies, a piece of complete devil wolf skin, laid On the ground, in the imagination, it is a small warm home. In the center of the tree house, there is a deep pit with a diameter of one meter, which is used for daily cooking. Note that as long as people find out, the end may be death without a burial. One can imagine how dangerous it is in this world.

From his memory, Xuanyuan saw that people like him who lived independently would either go into the family in Yuehuang City and be a servant or thug in the family, or become a mercenary and let people hire bodyguards, or be a mercenary. For some shady activities, those who are lucky and have good aptitude will be accepted as disciples by some sects. From then on, they will have no worries about food and clothing. They only need to practice or complete the tasks of the sect. Those who are unlucky will be robbed of all their possessions Things are killed, and women may be raped first and then killed.

At this moment, Xuanyuan felt that he was still so helpless, how difficult it was to break out of his own world in this strange and cruel world, and he wanted to ask the son of the city lord in Yuehuang City , Yuejue revenge, is there that hope?

"A person's dead egg is on the sky, afraid of being hanged!"

Feeling a little discouraged, Xuanyuan knew that what people are most afraid of is lack of spirit, courage, principle, and will. Without these, a person can only be said to be a walking dead, so Xuanyuan made up his mind determination.

"No matter what method I want, I will definitely avenge you. Since I am attached to your body, this is the only reward I can give you. You and Lonely Moon's soul, look at me, I I will definitely fulfill my oath."

Once again, when Xuanyuan was encouraging himself, he had already walked to the door of his house, opened the tree door from a very secret place, and everything was not much different from what he imagined.

However, when Xuanyuan walked into the tree house with Gu Xing and looked at his own tree bed, he was suddenly stunned.

Xuanyuan rubbed his eyes, and froze in place for a while, only to see a woman wearing a snow-white silk dress with off-the-shoulder, her long hair casually scattered behind her back, like the top black silk, down to her waist , the jade body is horizontal, the fragrant shoulders are round, and under the exquisite and perfect collarbone, a small piece of crisp breasts are exposed. The watery, white and tender skin makes Xuanyuan swallow his saliva, his eyes widen, and he looks straight.

"If you don't look at it, don't look at it. I have lived my whole life, and I have never seen such a beautiful woman. It is profitable to look at it more. A thousand widows of Zhao are not as good-looking as her finger..."

Xuanyuan, who was often taken by an old beggar who was not bad in nature but a bit lecherous, to peek at Widow Zhao taking a bath, felt blood boiling all over her body at this moment.

The expression on that perfect melon-seeded face gives people a bit of serenity, revealing a hint of sadness, a tiny drop of water hangs on her long eyelashes, with a calm expression, a swipe of fragrant blush, there is no reason to give it to her. A feeling of tranquility in one's heart is something that cannot be given away.

Maybe it's because every now and then I would peek at Xuanyuan where Widow Zhao was taking a bath, follow her face to see her breasts, see that pair of jade hands placed randomly, see that slender waist, and see that snow-white dress that covered her knees From the outline of the dress, one can imagine the slender and straight jade legs of the woman in front of her.

Bang bang, bang bang, Xuanyuan felt his violent heartbeat. Although he didn't know who the woman in front of him was, this was his home, and she was still sleeping on his own bed. As the saying goes, Xuanyuan plucked up his courage, and with a little nervousness, he walked step by step on the carpet covered with devil wolf fur.

Xuanyuan spit in his heart and roared:

"As for the butt, I haven't seen the butt yet. The old beggar can say that the butt needs to have the same moon as fifteen to look good..."

Any passionate vows were thrown out of the blue by Xuanyuan in an instant.

Xuanyuan held his breath, and walked forward step by step. The off-the-shoulder silk dress on the woman's body, because she was lying on her side, squeezed out a ditch for the pair of plump breasts, and the one-piece silk dress clinging to her body The skirt even outlined the perfect buttocks. When he got close to the woman, Xuanyuan could smell a natural body fragrance emanating from the woman, which was refreshing and refreshing.

"Perfect...this is perfect...thank God, you are really fair, you actually gave me such a beautiful woman for no reason."

Excited, Xuanyuan stretched out his hand and pushed the woman's arm. When he touched the woman's jade arm, Xuanyuan burst into tears again, thanking God.

"No matter how good the touch is, it's just perfect, it's slippery..."

Restraining his agitated and boiling soul, Xuanyuan coughed, and said softly, somewhat unnaturally:

"Girl, wake up, girl..."

In this mosquito-like call, Xuanyuan had no intention of really waking the woman up, but he did not expect that the woman would actually wake up. A pair of beautiful eyes suddenly opened, giving people an indescribable feeling. The ethereal spirit is like an elf, full of endless charm and temptation, but the woman's expression is cold. Xuanyuan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he didn't even see the woman's movements clearly. He only felt a pain in his forehead, and he flew out Xuanyuan rolled like a donkey, stood up, covered his forehead with one hand, pointed at the frosty beauty in front of him with the other, and roared angrily:

"You murdered your own husband..."

Frost Beauty looked at the stunned boy in front of her, and smiled very sweetly, a smile that can overwhelm the city and the country, that's all.

Xuanyuan, who was extremely angry, suddenly became stupid, and his anger disappeared. The woman in front of him put aside her fairy-like appearance. From Xuanyuan's point of view, this woman is not bad, but a good person.