Chapter 1274 A Dutiful Son Emerges From the Stick

The action of stroking and healing and the words that followed sounded like a young sister teasing her little brother, but the red-haired girl's tone was less ambiguous and more condescending, just like an adult looking at a child when he makes a mistake. An angry and funny reproach.

This gentle touch was simply more humiliating to Chonglou than a hard slap. He was treated like a child!

The most majestic demon in the demon world, an old demon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, was so despised by a little girl who was just one day old. He couldn't even fight back. The pain of humiliation and helplessness was simply overwhelming. It's almost driving him crazy!

The Yanbo Blood Blade suddenly swung out, but it was all in vain. The girl gently patted his cheek again, and heard a helpless sigh in her ears: "There is really nothing you can do about it. Our Nuwa clan has too much maternal instinct. They all like children, but when they meet a naughty and stubborn type like you, they will be very distressed because they are not easy to train."

The golden light gathered into a human shape, and the girl Zhuoran stood in the void, rolling her dead fish eyes, wearing a "loving" and "loving" smile, looking at the heavy building with her hands behind her back.

After running away repeatedly, Zhonglou traveled to a different space whose location he was not sure of. It was probably one of the countless different spaces in the demon world opened by Shennong back then.

This alien space is completely barren. Even the earth that holds everything does not exist. There is only a piece of dust floating in the weightless space.

"Do you think of me as a child?" Chonglou gritted his teeth and said, "Little girl, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have the upper hand. I am tens of thousands of years older than you!"

"A man always has a child in his heart, and we, the Nuwa clan, have always regarded all living beings as our own children."

The girl shrugged and said: "If you don't like being treated like a child by me, just act more mature and recognize the reality as soon as possible and admit defeat. The boss is showing off his temper when he is not young, begging for face like he is begging for candy, and he looks very entangled. It’s childish.”

Chonglou clenched his fists and sneered: "It's this arrogant and hateful attitude again! Do you really think you are sure of victory and can play with me? As long as you can't break my immortal demon body, sooner or later I will I can detect your weird attack methods, let’s see if you can still show such a condescending face!”

The girl flipped her hand, and the Heavenly Crystal Sword appeared in her palm. She shook the extraordinary-looking sword toward the building and said, "Oh, do you really think I can't kill you? If you want to kill you, just put the sword in front of the building." If the slap on your face had been replaced by the sword that pierced your demonic heart, you would have died a thousand times."

The Heavenly Crystal Sword exuded the unique creation aura of the Nuwa tribe's artifact, and Zhonglou suddenly looked stern. He knew that what the girl said was true.

After receiving more than 1,800 slaps, Zhonglou never noticed how the girl struck. If the slaps were replaced by the Sky Crystal Sword, he would be dead with just one stab instead of a thousand times!

The girl just shook the big sword, put it away again, and said softly: "We, the Nuwa clan, are kind-hearted in nature and love life most. Even if you are a demon, we will treat you equally. I can't bear to hurt you, so I wanted to do something." I’ll punish you to wake you up, but you are too stubborn and don’t listen to discipline, what should I do?”

Chonglou's heart felt warm for no reason. The goddess in his memory who had been killed by him revived, and Zixuan's figure appeared in front of him again.

When I fell in love with that girl, I was conquered by her gentle eyes that treated all living beings equally, and I felt a trace of maternal care from her.

Chonglou was also a natural orphan, a demon spirit born from the aura of Shennong. In his memory, he only had awe and pride for his father, God Shennong, but he had never experienced his mother's care.

Human psychology is like this. If you lack something, you hope to get compensation in that aspect. You fall in love with Zixuan precisely because although Zixuan was reincarnated as a girl, she gave birth to Lin Qing'er in her previous life. She has a maternal aura and a small child. My sister’s unique mature charm.

The bloodline of the Nuwa clan infinitely magnified the maternal halo on Zixuan, just like the light attracting moths, deeply enchanting Chonglou, an orphan who has been crazy for lack of love for thousands of years.

However, the girl in front of her is completely different from Zixuan. If Zixuan is a loving mother, the red-haired girl is a wolf mother. Her maternal love is as suffocating and oppressive as a mountain. She can't discipline her children at all. He is so kind and soft-hearted that he is more like a strict father!

Regardless of whether she is a loving mother or a wolf mother, your mother is your mother. Whether you hit her or scold her, you still love her. After all, your mother still loves her children and does it for her children.

A loving mother will often fail her children, but a strict father will produce filial sons. It is impossible to say which of the two types of maternal love is better.

Xiaoman was ruthless, but he couldn't bear to kill Zhonglou. This really touched him a little and changed his perception of Xiaoman.

Just this touch was quickly suppressed by him. Now he has decided to cut off the earthly ties, without being disturbed by emotions, with the goal of being promoted to the Supreme Demon Emperor.

"It's just a woman's kindness!" Chonglou sneered full of evil: "Kill me immediately if you dare, otherwise, I will never admit defeat. I can keep fighting like this until I find a way to defeat you!"

The red-haired girl rolled her eyes and sighed: "You forced me to do this. If something bad happens later, I will blame myself for being too obsessed."

"Hypocritical benevolence and righteousness are nothing more than giving yourself a reason to kill me!"

Chonglou's eyes were red and he said with hatred: "Even if you pierce my devil's heart with that sword, I will soon be resurrected in the devil world and seek revenge from you again."

If ordinary demons die outside the demon world, they will fall into the six realms of reincarnation and be reincarnated into other races, but Chonglou is different.

He has the ability to travel through the six realms at will. As long as he travels back to the demon world at the moment before his death, he can be resurrected from the blood pool of the Beast Emperor Mountain, which is the most evil place in the demon world, and immediately travel back through space to fight back.

The red-haired girl shook her head expressionlessly and said, "I told you a long time ago that our Nuwa tribe does not kill people, we only train disobedient children."

"Do you think I will give in if you continue to beat me and torture me?" Chonglou smiled, pointed at his face and said: "I didn't have time to say it just now, but now let me remind you, haven't you eaten? Why are you so weak? ?If it were any lighter, I would barely feel it."

"Don't worry, you will feel it, you will have a very painful realization, whether it is your body or your soul..."

The girl's tone was cold, and she clapped her hands and took out a weapon from behind. It was a thick mace full of sharp teeth.

"Hahaha, are you playing the trick of 'a stick produces a dutiful son'?"

Seeing the big and cruel-looking stick, Zhonglou actually smiled: "My immortal body is as hard as stone. Your stick can't even scratch my skin. Hitting me is no different from scratching it."

The girl also smiled slyly and said: "It's not beaten, it's poked..."

Chonglou was stunned and said in surprise: "You might be able to pierce my skin and muscles with that crystal sword. Although the stick is made of strong material, it doesn't even have a sharp edge. How could it possibly hurt me?"

The girl did not talk to her, but talked about the truth seriously: "As long as the method is correct, a girl can grow into a woman overnight, and a boy can become a man overnight. This quick process initially It is a bit painful, but gradually you will get used to it, and then you will experience the wonderful feeling of opening the door to a new world..."