"I am a demon"
"I know"
"No, you don't know. He drinks blood like hair, kills people like hemp, and is insidious and cunning. Aren't you afraid of the little Taoist priest?"
"Afraid"
"... Take your paws off my waist before you talk!!"
Jiu Mu is a big monster. He has an irritable temperament, is moody, and is lazy... (A few words are omitted here). In short, he is a lonely and indifferent monster who hates trouble.
However, he was entangled by a ghostly little Taoist priest.
This daring little guy used the Zhangpo Talisman to seal his cultivation while he was seriously injured after surviving the catastrophe and was recuperating in the cave. He also often hugged him, making him tired... This didn't count.
The most unbearable thing was that this little thing kissed him! !
It's simply unbearable! ! !
The matter of finding the little ghost master was put on the agenda. Jiu Mu secretly swore that when he returned from cultivation, he would strip the little ghost naked and throw it to Chunfeng Garden to pick up the guests. Then he would cut it into pieces and feed it to the dog monster at the foot of his mountain. (: I am a wolf, not a dog)
Later, after a series of events, Jiumu changed his current approach. He should still follow his previous idea and torture people to death, leaving a finger and send it to this boy's sect for blackmail.
Su Xi: "You don't want to kill me!? Isn't it because I was brave and courageous and saw that the situation was not going well and endured the pressure of the big demon, so I didn't say which sect I belonged to?"
Jiu Mu: "Humph, you are an ant."
As the two got along, undercurrents surged. The peach blossom demon Enoch lost one of his souls, the ten thousand-year-old snake demon was skinned and dismembered and died in a miserable state. Muxi, as beautiful as a fairyland, actually has the aura of Jiumu... Long-lasting memories surfaced...
The ferocious-looking mirage roared angrily: "Don't you even have a heart!?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
…
Su Xi touched the jade-white skin with one hand and said with an ugly expression, "Xiaojiu, where is your heart?"
…
"Xiaojiu, you like me so much~"
"No! Don't call me Xiaojiu. It sounds like you want to call me those foxes in Qingqiu."
Is it a long-lasting love or a show-off? Is it a long-planned love or a dream-like bubble? All the answers are in "The Misfortune of Enchanting Beauty"
Intention: To like someone is instinct, to love someone is fate