Zhaoyao Mountain, Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.
The night was as thick as ink, with dark clouds covering the sky and heavy rain.
Jiang Chen stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain, squinting his eyes and looking at the woman in green clothes across from him: "As expected of the Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, what a strong sense of oppression! The artifacts in this body are all out-of-print equipment, right?"
The woman in green clothes floated in the air, her bare feet as clear as jade stepped on the black lotus platform, and she looked down at Jiang Chen. A scornful smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Are you afraid?"
Even though she had a sarcastic and disdainful expression, her pretty face, as delicate and flawless as a white porcelain jade doll, possessed a captivating charm and coquettishness.
She is the Lord of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons, the final BOSS in this game.
Her cultivation level has reached the legendary tenth-level demon fairy realm. With every move of her hands and feet, she can cause the void to vibrate and the Taoist rhyme to flow.
She was surrounded by a hazy cyan halo, and the heavy rain fell five feet away from her head and was evaporated by invisible forces, unable to get her even wet.
On the other hand, Jiang Chen was soaked in the heavy rain and looked quite embarrassed in comparison.
"Afraid? How could I be afraid! If it weren't for your equipment, I wouldn't bother to run so far!" Jiang Chen smoothed his wet long hair, danced with swords, and put on a handsome pose, "I It’s just a pity that even if your top-notch clothes are exposed, I won’t be able to wear them!”
A look of shame and anger flashed across the face of the Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons. She slowly narrowed her eyes, and the sneer at the corner of her mouth became a little more dangerous: "Oh, you want to steal my clothes?"
"Not only clothes, but also earrings, bracelets, necklaces, jade pendants, magic weapons... I want everything on you!"
"Okay, very good. I appreciate your frankness and greed." The tone of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace contained cold murderous intent, "Since you want it so much, then come here!"
The two sides took up positions and fought to the same point.
The battle continued in darkness, with no light from the sun or the moon. Even the dark clouds in the sky were washed away by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two, revealing the dark night sky.
Both sides used their own methods, from the long-range magic attack at the beginning, to slashing each other with swords, to hand-to-hand combat, and finally to fighting with fists and feet to compete in strength.
Jiang Chen finally suppressed the Ten Thousand Demons Palace Master, but he was still panting and sweating from exhaustion.
"Haha! Hahaha! When it comes to beauty, I am not as good as you; when it comes to fighting, you are not as good as me! Master Ten Thousand Demons Palace, you lose!" Jiang Chen smiled proudly, "I am wearing epic equipment that is powerful to the sixteenth grade. What do you think? Does it look good? I’m sure this will be the first kill in the server!”
"It's still too early to win or lose!" There was no panic on the face of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, only a trace of doubt flashed in his gem-like eyes, "But, what do you mean by 'Strong Pomegranate'?" What's killing?"
Jiang Chen shook his head: "You are an NPC. Even if I tell you, you don't understand."
He was about to raise his fist and fight again, when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Is this fragrance the fragrance of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace?
Are current VR gaming devices so advanced? Can even the sense of smell be simulated?
So...what would it feel like if I kissed her?
As soon as this strange idea emerged in Jiang Chen's mind, it got out of control and spread throughout his body like wildfire, urging him to act quickly.
Anyway, it’s just a game, an NPC.
Life is short, why not give it a try!
Jiang Chen made up his mind and showed a strange smile to the Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace: "Demon girl, I want you to help me practice!"
"Huh?" The Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons blinked, not understanding what he meant.
While the Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons was still confused, Jiang Chen suddenly leaned down, approached her cheek, and kissed her hard on the lips.
"mua~"
Bingbing is cool and a little sweet.
This feeling is so real!
The jewel-like eyes of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace suddenly widened, the hair on his body stood on end, and his muscles tensed up. The force of the reaction instantly lifted Jiang Chen away.
"You - you rude scoundrel! Looking for death!"
The Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons roared angrily, bursting out with an earth-shattering momentum, and rushed towards Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen fell off the cliff, leaving a string of laughter along the way: "Hahahaha! It tastes so sweet!"
The Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons was furious and chased down the cliff with the shrill sound of the wind.
She was about to catch up with Jiang Chen, but at this moment, a loud rooster crow came from the horizon.
"Oh oh oh——"
All the surrounding scenery fell into haze with the rooster's crow, quickly fading and blurring.
"No! Just wait for me! I won't let you go -" The Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons shouted unwillingly, but he could not stop the collapse of the world.
Until everything is gone and nothing remains.
Jiang Chen opened his eyes and sat up from the bed suddenly.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around blankly. He found that he was sleeping in the inn room, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
"It turned out to be just a dream!"
Jiang Chen shook his head, feeling disappointed.
It has been more than half a year since I traveled to this world, and I still dream about the games I played in my previous life. It seems that I am a little homesick.
Before time travel, because my high school grades were not ideal, I could only go to a bad college and play games for a few years. I thought I would live my life step by step, but I didn't expect that I would end up in this weird Yunmeng because of a car accident. world.
Palace Master of Ten Thousand Demons, haha, such a familiar name. I have fallen in love with and killed her countless times in the game, but it is already a long time ago.
But the taste I tasted in my dream felt good.
After his mood calmed down a little, Jiang Chen leaned on the bedside, feeling sore all over his body, as if he had really been fighting with someone all night, especially the burning pain on his arm.
He looked down and saw several bright red blood stains on his left arm.
"When did you get hurt?"
Jiang Chen frowned and recalled, he was fine before going to bed last night. Why did he wake up with several wounds on his arms?
Did I accidentally scratch myself while dreaming?
Speaking of dreaming, Jiang Chen couldn't help but breathe a little heavier.
He remembered that when he was fighting with the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace in his dream, his left arm was indeed scratched by the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. And the location of the scar seems to match the dream...
Only the nails as long as the Master of Ten Thousand Demons Palace can grasp such a wound.
But isn't that a dream?
Jiang Chen frowned, feeling that things were not simple.
"Evil! It's so evil!"
How could the injuries suffered in the dream appear in reality?
Could it be that I have been haunted by "evil spirits"?
The "Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons" in the dream is not an NPC, but the incarnation of some evil spirit in reality? It invaded my dream and turned into the "Master of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons", trying to bewitch and poison me?
Thinking of this, that sweet dream suddenly turned into a nightmare.
Jiang Chen stroked the blood stains, feeling a little heavy.
This "Peaceful Inn" is not peaceful at all!
Pack your things and leave quickly!
Jiang Chen washed his face carelessly and looked at himself in the bronze mirror.
The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was quite handsome, but his face was pale, his lips were blue, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if covered with a shadow, and his expression was darker than usual.
What a handsome young man, he only slept in this inn for one night, and he was so haggard.
"What hurt me to make me look so haggard?"
Jiang Chen washed it several times, but couldn't wash away the haggard and gloomy feeling.
"Is this what fortune tellers often say, that a darkening of the hall is a sign of great misfortune?"
Did he really provoke something dirty? To the point of being plagued by bad luck?
