Legend of the Asura

Because the cover page was too eye-catching, many males felt inferior and hid their faces, not daring to turn the pages of the book. This led to a large loss of male readers. So I specially changed the cover to compare the two of them — I made it myself. Just a few glances and don't spray.)

(To sum up, it can be concluded that the men who see the Shura are all men who are extremely flamboyant.) All the women looking at the Shura have a man who is incomparably charismatic.

Dark Forest, a girl's house.

A drop of cold rain fell on her face, waking her from her deep slumber. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and mumbled, "Is it raining …"

The sky was dark, but no rain fell.

Her eyelashes drooped down, and her purple pupils were once again covered. Her small body curled up into a comfortable position as she gradually fell asleep.

"You … Do I desire power? "

In her dreams, her body curled up slightly, as if she had returned to that rainy night three years ago when the rain had been pouring down.

"I want..." Lying on the muddy ground, she used all her strength to raise her right hand and shouted with all her might, "Give me strength … I want revenge... "I want to …"

"Hahahaha..." A low voice resounded in the torrential rain, like the wild laughter of demons. I'll give you strength. But... From today onwards, you have to remember your real name, and that is … Demon Lord … "

… ….

On the busy road, a man and a woman walked side by side, holding hands. The woman was dressed in purple, and her body was perfect. Countless men looked at her with amazement and jealousy. However, the large sunglasses and sun hat covered most of her face, making it impossible for one to catch a glimpse of her appearance. However, people would never have thought that this person would actually resound through "Reincarnation", or perhaps the number one fairy in all of China — — Duanmu Yi.

Feng Xiao was dressed in casual attire, wearing slippers, and his entire attire exuded a lazy manly charm. Countless infatuated gazes landed on him, and Duanmu Yi secretly enjoyed it.

A fine layer of sweat was seeping out of the soft and tensed hand. Feng Xiao asked softly, "Are you used to it?"

"En!" She answered even more quietly. In just a few short days, her feelings towards him had already undergone a tremendous change. Perhaps she hadn't thought of what would happen today before she rushed at the demon with a desperate heart.

He had actually fallen into it so easily … He had fallen for the man he had once hated the most. Perhaps from the very first second she met him, she started to be conquered by him, bit by bit, until she completely fell because of him. The nightmarish events of the past were no longer abhorrent to her now that she recalled them, only feeling confused and inexplicably bashful.

"Are you homesick?"

Home...

Duanmu Yi gently lowered her head. "I want to …" She thought about that clever and peerless little Emperor. She wanted to give her the most warmth … Big brother Everlasting, eldest sister-in-law. "But …" She suddenly raised her head and said with a firm voice, "I won't go back, and I've never thought of going back."

Feng Xiao smiled, "Don't worry, I don't have any intention of sending you back. Since you have fallen into my hands, you will never be able to escape from me for the rest of your life. "

Her domineering and ruthless words made her feel a sense of happiness in the bottom of her heart. She suddenly thought of it. This was the first time she was alone with him, and it was also the first time she was shopping with a man … As the waves in her heart surged, she leaned against him and greedily breathed in the indistinct aura of a man from his body.

"Tell me about your past life. Since you've decided to be my woman, you should let your man know everything about your past."

Feng Xiao stopped in front of a beautifully decorated teahouse, sized it up, and then led her in.

In the afternoon, there weren't many people inside. Most of them were sipping tea and chatting softly. The only thing that could be heard was the melodious sound of the guzheng.

Pulling Duanmu Yi along, he sat down by the window and ordered two servings of Dragon-Phoenix Tea Dinner.

"Can you tell me now?"

Duanmu Yi lowered her head. Her snow-white hands were twisted together slightly nervously. She answered with a "hmm" and began to slowly reminisce about her past. Those dozen of years of memories did not cause her any pain even though she knew that she had left the place she remembered forever.

"Hua!"

Feng Xiao's eyes slanted to the side. Because the delicate bead curtain at the entrance of the teahouse was roughly opened, four arrogant men walked in. The two waiters wanted to welcome them, but when they saw who they were, their faces changed and they fearfully walked over to greet them.

Withdrawing his gaze, Feng Xiao looked at Duanmu Yi, quietly listening to her story, from her mother's premature departure to her lonely childhood.

The melodious sound of the zither made everyone's mind become surprisingly calm. Duanmu Yi slowly dissolved into her own narration. Her vision became blurry, her voice became very low, very pure, and very real. It was as if he could see the scenes of her childhood.

The world seemed to quiet down, Feng Xiao smiled as he listened attentively. At this time, discordant sounds came from the nearby teahouse.

"This body, this skin, it's extremely good." This woman must be … "Hur Hur Hur Hur."

The dirty voice was very low, but Feng Xiao could hear it clearly. He was still smiling faintly. His endurance and killing skills were comparable to each other. It was hard to see what he was thinking in his face unless he wanted to.

"Look at that guy, could he be a duck from some shop?"

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The moving words stopped. Duanmu Yi's gaze turned to Feng Xiao, and countless gazes turned to her. The voice from before didn't seem to be intentionally suppressed. In the elegant and quiet teahouse, everyone clearly heard it.

The one who spoke was one of the few people who had just entered. The handsome man who hadn't said anything all this while looked leisurely at Duanmu Yi's perfect figure. He glanced at her from time to time, and from his haughty attitude, it seemed like she was their leader. That arrogant short-haired young man stretched out his hand to tear open the collar of his black shirt, a green dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws faintly appearing on his chest.

Tattoos were indeed a threat to people who submitted to it, but in the eyes of a true person, it was just a laughable act of a clown showing off his might. Feng Xiao laughed, playing with the teacup in his hand while shaking his head and sighing: "Let's go, I don't really like places with flies."

His voice was so low that only Duanmu Yi could hear it. Duanmu Yi acknowledged lightly and allowed him to hold her hand as they walked out.

The short-haired young man, who was obviously a servant of the family, became even more arrogant when he saw that Feng Xiao had left without a word. He stood up abruptly and said arrogantly, "Brat, stop right there. "You can consider yourself lucky, my young master has taken a fancy to your girl. You can only scram if you leave her behind."

Those who dared to act so arrogantly in the capital must have a powerful background. The teahouse was suddenly quiet. The sounds of discussion had completely disappeared, but no one dared to step out and interfere in this matter. A few of the waiters looked at Feng Xiao and Duanmu Yi with pity. They knew very well how much power this "Young Master" had.

Duanmu Yi's face turned a little pale, and her body leaned towards Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao looked at her and smiled, then tightened his grip on her hand. A strange sense of security passed through her hand and entered her heart, causing the uneasiness that had just arisen to disappear in an instant.

Is this the feeling of being protected … Duanmu Yi was intoxicated by this strange sense of happiness. Her body was practically sticking to his as she slowly walked out. She no longer cared about the disgusting voice behind her.

"Brat, are you deaf!? Do you know who this grandpa is!? " The youth suddenly shouted. His voice startled many people, and it also frightened away many gazes of pity.

Bang!

A slight sound was emitted from Feng Xiao's hand, the teacup in his left hand had shattered into four pieces, and was then casually thrown backwards.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

It was only when they walked out of the teahouse that the belated scream sounded from behind them. The corner of Feng Xiao's mouth revealed a sneer, each person cutting off one of their ears, this was already great kindness.

"Will there be any trouble, that person …" It seems to be quite powerful. " Duanmu Yi said worriedly.

"Someone will deal with it." Feng Xiao smiled indifferently, his eyes seemed to inadvertently glance behind him, and then, he pulled Duanmu Yi and walked home: "This world, never lacks some clowns. When I get home, I'll continue listening to your story. "

That gentle voice made all the depression and confusion in Duanmu Yi's heart melt in an instant. At this moment, she actually had the urge to cry from happiness. Because he had finally acknowledged her identity, and she, within these few short days, had completely fallen in love with him. From their meeting until now, those dreamlike scenes had begun to play in her mind again and again … She nodded vigorously, smiling and crying. She suddenly understood that the crazy and unreasonable choice she had made before must have been the most correct and perfect one in her life.

Thirty seconds later, a phone call reached Chu Yingying, causing her calm expression to instantly darken.

"Have you found out who that person is?" she asked coldly.

"It's the young master of the Guo Family."

"The Guo Family... How dare you humiliate my son. "I'll give you one day, kick the Guo Family out of the capital, I don't want them to sully my precious son's eyes again!"

"... "Yes!"

Long Wei, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled helplessly, but he didn't stop her from going overboard. The maternal love that had been suppressed for more than 20 years suddenly burst forth, its intensity was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

(Finally, this part of the main character's life is finished, and there won't be any Long family matters in the future.) Next, deal with the Wind City, then go to some island and cause a ruckus. At the same time, start a cruel mission.) Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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