This kiss was so inconsistent with the current serious atmosphere that Ruyi was stunned and almost couldn't even hold the sword.
The plague demon kept his word. After kissing Da Lan, he loosened his hand and let Da Lan go.
Dalan wiped his lips like crazy and jumped back, and then shouted at the epidemic demon: "You...you...you are sick, what are you...what are you doing..." The always eloquent and impressive person
Da Lan actually has such incoherent and panic moments.
The plague demon shrugged like a normal person and said: "You and I were born to belong to each other. Apart from me, who else have you seen with long arms and legs?
Are you a monster of equal strength... You have blue skin and I have red skin, it's a perfect match."
etc……
Something seems wrong...
This style changes really quickly, how could a normal confrontation turn into a heartfelt confession.
The plague demon's eyes were fixed on Da Lan, and he said with enthusiasm in his tone: "I was born in this desolate territory, and all I saw was people fighting against each other. They were killing each other and falling down one after another... The dead bodies were piled up.
Like a mountain, while providing me with a steady stream of strength, it also made me feel extremely lonely. Repeated killings are spreading the virus, which is really... a bit boring. You... are the first demon I have ever seen, and also the most...
Beautiful demon...I sensed the existence of the disease in you, it seems to be a domineering and extreme disease...just in line with my ability."
Dalan's skin became even bluer because of her shyness. She avoided the plague demon's eyes and said: "So what? You just think I'm the same kind..."
"No." The demon looked at Dalan's expression with a bit of fun, "I just like you. I couldn't stop from the first sight. I like your appearance, your arrogance, your grandeur, and your simplicity and roughness.
Give me a chance and let me hold your hand forever."
This complete confession confused Ruyi and Dalan.
This was the first time that Dalan heard others praise him so much.
Da Lan hesitated for a while: "You... you are probably doing this as a delaying tactic. You are afraid that my master's gourd will take over, so you are looking for a way to use this as an excuse to save your life..."
The plague demon laughed out loud: "You look down on me too much. If we really fight, we can't tell who will win and who will lose. There is no need for me to demean myself, right?"
The plague demon's tone was sincere and seemed very sincere.
Dalan thought for a moment and then asked: "So, you don't plan to deal with us?"
The plague demon circled Dalan, smelled her scent, and said: "Since I saw you, I have no intention of becoming your enemy. It's too late to hurt you, so how can I be willing to hurt you?"
Da Lan spat: "Come on, you're talking nicely. I don't know who used the corpse control technique to embarrass us, or who sprayed corpse poison to kill my master's senior brother."
The plague demon said: "You can't blame me. I only saw two mortals at that time, so I naturally started to tease you. Then I met you. As long as you say a word, I will not use the plague poison in the future.
Harmful to mortals."
Ruyi was worried about his senior brother and said: "Okay, we believe what you say. Then you can quickly remove the corpse poison from my senior brother through the air."
The epidemic demon shook his head and said, "I'm sorry that this is difficult for me to do." He pointed at Dalan and said, "She should understand that once the poison of the epidemic is released, even the poisoner himself will be unable to recover.
.I’m not a doctor, and I can’t come up with a good prescription to detoxify others.”