I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

Gu Xiu took out a pill to replenish Qi and blood and stuffed it into Bai Sha's mouth.

"Don't be afraid, it's not poison, and I won't lie to you. I borrowed a lot of your yin essence last time, so you feel weak. This pill can make up for the energy you lost."

Bai Sha had a look of astonishment on her face, but she felt a warm sun spreading out from her body. She immediately kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

"Okay, I have a peerless skill here, you can practice it." Gu Xiu had an idea and took out the "Blood Evil Art" and handed it to Bai Sha.

He didn't know if this woman had spiritual roots. Xu Ziqi's Spirit-Questing Pearl had long since expired, and he couldn't find it for a while because of his shallow cultivation. He just wanted her to try it. If she did, she could stay here for a while.

As long as she can draw Qi with the formula, she will be able to detect it immediately.

If not...

It's just that this "Blood Evil Art" can only be cultivated by water spiritual roots. If she has spiritual roots but doesn't happen to have water spiritual roots...

Forget it, it's just a test anyway.

After receiving the technique, Bai Sha burst into tears of gratitude, and the fear in her heart dissipated a little as if she had found a treasure.

"Okay, go practice and be careful." Gu Xiu seemed to be concerned about an elder.

Bai Sha slowly exited the room holding the technique.

The moment the door closed, the smile on Gu Xiu's face disappeared, and a dark red fire burned in his black eyes. The bloody dark red was like a sweet blood stain, soaking in those eyes.

There is something wonderful about giving hope followed by endless despair.

…

A few more days passed.

The night is getting darker, and the rainy night is silent. There is no hustle and bustle. I can only hear the rustling of raindrops falling, accompanied by the sound of wind that lightly enters my heart.

The vines are climbing excitedly on the low wall outside the window, and the yellow and white flowers exude an intoxicating fragrance.

Gu Xiu woke up from meditation. The black cicadas in his body were really upset. They had not had blood food for a long time and they were so impatient that they began to devour the spiritual energy that Gu Xiu had finally absorbed.

The black cicada's demand for blood food is much greater than that of spiritual energy, or even spiritual stones. Spiritual stones have a great effect, so Gu Xiu cannot give them to them. When they absorb blood food, they will feed back spiritual energy, but without blood food, they will retreat to swallow it. Reiki.

This gave Gu Xiu a headache. Just a thousand soldiers couldn't satisfy them. It would be great if there was a monk, even a first-level Qi refiner. The flesh and blood of a monk is far beyond what these ordinary people can compare with.

The surface of his body continued to emit red light, and Gu Xiu clenched his fist fiercely, and his whole body surged with magic power.

"That's enough, I'll find food for you right away."

Opening the door, dark clouds covered the sky outside, Gu Xiu stood alone on the eaves and raised his head. Gray is sweeping across the world, and the rainy night is desolate.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning tore the sky apart, turning the sky and the earth pale, followed by a string of muffled thunder. After the muffled thunder, raindrops as big as copper coins fell overwhelmingly.

I saw the sky rolling like the roaring waves of the North Sea, roaring and galloping. The rain was lashing the ground, the rain was flying and water was splashing, and everything was confused.

The next moment, Gu Xiu's figure disappeared from the spot.

As the second master of the village, Bai Sha has dozens of maids, most of whom practice martial arts and have stronger qi and blood than ordinary people.

In front of a row of wooden houses, Gu Xiu arrived quietly. His footsteps were light and motionless in the dark night. He entered the house, where a dozen women were sleeping soundly.

Gu Xiu's eyes flashed with a faint red light. He opened his hand to cover the face of a woman. In just a few breaths, the woman turned into a mummy. He squeezed the mummy and turned it into powder instantly.

There was lightning, thunder, and strong winds outside, and a thick-mouthed snake bit the sky, briefly illuminating the sky and the earth.

Soon, Gu Xiu walked out of the door. The dozen or so women in the room had already become fans. Now the black cicada seemed to be in a more ferocious state after absorbing the blood food. Not a drop of the essence of the entire corpse was left.

Gu Xiu's face was covered with black and red insect patterns like ancient inscriptions.

He licked his lips and his hoarse laughter was drowned out by the thunder.

"Eating people is really addictive!"

…

It rained heavily, and more than 30 horses at the mountain gate of the mountain village exhaled hot white breath from their mouths and noses.

"Brother, the boss strictly prohibits this. If we do this, we will be stabbed three times."

"What are you afraid of? When the brothers come back with the vigor to kill a wave of blast sect, I can't swallow this breath. If you don't dare to confront me, please come back."

The rainwater flowed down the bald head to his face, and the cannon head scraped away the rainwater casually, his eyes widened, and his murderous aura frightened the horse under his crotch.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Are these brothers greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"If I'm afraid of death, I won't go to Cuihan Mountain, let alone work under you Yingmen Liang."

"Fuck it, brothers, take advantage of the heavy rain and fuck him hard."

"Okay, the boys on the archery tower tonight are all our people. Come back before dawn."

"Kill the fucking Crazy Sword Sect!"

More than thirty riders rushed out of the village gate, and the boys on the four arrow towers looked at each other in shock.

"Brother, what should I do? I don't want to die. You know the master's methods!"

"I'm afraid too!"

"Not as good as?"

"Oh, Cannon is kind to me, but he can't do it!"

"Then...just pretend you don't know and fell asleep."

"Yes, yes, I fell asleep!"

"I fell asleep too, hehehe."

…

Shiling Mountain, Crazy Knife Sect.

The founder of the Kuangdao Sect traveled here a hundred years ago. He felt that the mountain was beautiful and graceful, so he founded a sect here and recruited many disciples.

Later, the Kuangdao Sect grew stronger and stronger, until the rise of Shuangsha Village, the two major forces often had frictions.

The Shuangsha Village as a whole is not too strong, but there are two masters with profound martial arts. The two forces have fought several times. The power of the Black and White Shuangsha has given this century-old sect a headache.

Later, as long as there was no conflict of interest, both parties would behave themselves. But this time, the Kuangdao Sect was ready to tear their faces apart first, because the Kuangdao Sect had the confidence to destroy the Shuangsha Village.

In front of the hall, Ye Kuanglan, the leader of the Kuangdao Sect, was dressed in a tight suit and had a slender figure. He was only fifty years old and had a handsome appearance. His sword skills were superb.

But at this time, this great master leaned over and listened to the words of the chief seat in a low voice.

And this man was just a young man in his twenties, wearing a pale white robe with a green mountain printed on the heart of the robe, and a piece of rosy light woven with gold thread on the top of the green mountain.

"This Shuangsha Village has no need to exist. It is not convenient for me to take action. You do it."

The young man had narrow eyebrows and beautiful eyes. He hugged his hands on his chest and had an indifferent look. With just one word, he cut off the survival of Shuangsha Village.

Zhao Wen originally didn't want to care about these worldly affairs, but when he was a teenager, he walked in the world because of family rules and made a friend.

Although he was just an ordinary person, they had a good chat. He left a stick of incense for attracting immortals and said that if he had a child, he could light this incense. At that time, no matter whether his child had spiritual roots or not, he would give him a chance.

Many years have passed, and Zhao Wen has already entered the immortal gate and practiced hard, but these two days, he suddenly felt the incense and remembered the promise he made when he was young.

He flew down the mountain and came to his friend's residence and found that his ordinary friend had only thought that he was joking at the time. Although he kept the incense, he never thought about it after the birth of his child.

It was not until the bandits came down the mountain and kidnapped his young son a few days ago that the desperate father remembered an incident in his youth. He lit the incense to help his friend.

Zhao Wen was not angry when he learned that his friend's child was not in danger for the time being. It was just a trivial matter, but he wanted to destroy the so-called Shuangsha Village.

However, Zhao Wen, as a disciple of Qixia Sect, was a person who attached great importance to the sect's rules and would not personally slaughter mortals. So after he learned about the relationship between Kuangdao Sect and Shuangsha Village, he came here.