Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 290: The Honest Shang An

She slowly closed her eyes.

"It would be very painful if you were bitten to death."

At this moment, this was what she was thinking, and then she couldn't help but feel ridiculous about her own thoughts.

"It's better this way. I don't have to marry someone I don't like."

……

"Strange, why are there so many spirit beasts gathered here?"

Not far away, a young man dressed in fine clothes, with a handsome face, a resolute expression and looking quite generous, approached quietly.

"Could it be that some natural treasure has appeared in the world?"

Seeing the large group of spiritual beasts, he couldn't help but frown. Although the spiritual beasts here were not too powerful, there were too many of them, nearly a hundred of them, and even he felt a little scared.

He wanted to leave, but his heart felt itchy as if it was scratched by a cat's claws, and he couldn't help but want to go over and take a look.

After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind, concealed his breath, and slowly walked towards there.

"That is……"

The young man widened his eyes. Through the gaps between the group of spirit beasts, he vaguely saw a woman in a plain white dress.

This woman had an absolutely beautiful appearance, like a fairy from the sky, unattainable. He swore that he had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Even Wang Cuihua, the pretty girl from Uncle Wang's family who fed the horses, could not be compared with this woman. No, there was no comparison. The difference was not just that between an ugly duckling and a white swan, but that between a fairy and a mortal.

The paleness on the woman's face made her look like a fairy fallen into the mortal world, which made people want to protect her. However, she was surrounded by a group of spirit beasts and seemed so helpless.

For some reason, he, who had never had much interest in women in the past, felt as if he had met his destined person the first time he saw this woman. Just one glance and they were sure to be together forever.

It seemed as if a mysterious voice was telling him that this was the woman he wanted to protect for the rest of his life.

"I want to rescue her!"

He made the decision immediately, gritted his teeth and looked at the densely packed spirit beasts. He made up his mind, "Let's fight. I, Mu Feng, will also risk my life for my beloved today!"

Then he rushed forward with his head turned back.

There are too many spiritual beasts here. Even if he wants to bring the woman out secretly, he can't do it. He can only fight hard!
hum!
At this moment, a strong pressure suddenly descended upon this place, like the power of the majestic sky. The spirit beast that was originally pouncing on the goddess suddenly had its fur standing on end, and with a whimper, it retracted its body and crawled on the ground.

Also affected was Sheppard, who was about to rescue the damsel in distress.

This sudden and powerful pressure caused his heart to stop as he rushed forward. His spiritual energy did not flow smoothly and he tripped over a stone and fell into the mud. The fragrance of the earth and grass instantly filled his mouth and nose, causing him to choke.

……

"Um, where is this?"

Shang An looked at the group of spirit beasts huddled on the ground around him and slowly restrained his breath.

"The spiritual energy here seems a bit thin. It shouldn't be a powerful area."

His eyes swept over Mu Feng and the spirit beasts, and finally looked at the woman in the plain skirt, "Hey, there is also a Sleeping Beauty here, and there is such a good thing."

When he meets a beautiful woman who is injured, he saves her as a hero. Isn't this the standard for a man of destiny? How did he meet this?

Shang An didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after further investigation, he found something wrong and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Supreme Lord of Heaven!"

"This woman is actually a Heavenly Supreme. How did she end up like this?"

He took a slight step and appeared in front of the woman in a flash. At this time, the woman had fallen into a coma and was unaware of anything in the outside world.

Shang An was a little embarrassed.

Because he did not deliberately restrain his power when he descended just now, the woman, who was already seriously injured, was directly stunned by his domineering aura.

"Ahem, you're lucky to have met me."

Shang An bent down and picked up the woman from the cold ground, brushed away the messy hair between her eyebrows, and a stunning face appeared in front of him, as if it was created by nature, just like a fairy from heaven, what a beautiful fairy in distress.

"Tsk, it seems I arrived just in time." Shang An looked at a wolf-like spirit beast that was still crawling and dared not get up, less than two meters away from where he was now.

If it was a little later, the spirit beast would have pounced on us.

"It's quite spiritual, better than those monsters. I hope it will be reborn into a good family in the next life."

Shang An said this calmly, and before the spirit beasts on the field could react, they mysteriously turned into dust one after another, and disappeared completely without even a howl.

After dealing with the spirit beast, Shang An prepared to leave.

"Cough, wait, cough cough." Mu Feng, who had been coughing for a long time, finally recovered. He propped himself up and stood up to look at Shang An, "Senior, do you know this... this fairy?"

He asked with a little caution.

Although he knew that Shang An's strength was extremely powerful and far beyond his reach, when he saw Shang An hugging the woman, he always felt very aggrieved and uncomfortable in his heart, as if something of his was taken away, and he couldn't help but ask.

Shang An raised his eyebrows, "This is my Taoist partner, what's wrong? Do you have any objections?"

When Mu Feng heard this, he felt heartbroken. He didn't believe that the fairy-like goddess would have a Taoist partner.

The anger made him forget the difference in strength for a moment, and he asked with his head held high: "Since the senior said that she is your Taoist partner, do you know her name, where she comes from, and..."

Snapped!
"Your mother."

Shang An used the long-abandoned slap to knock Mu Feng away, and the first thing he said was a greeting.

He was clearly just attracted by a beautiful woman but he acted so righteous that people who didn't know him would think he was some kind of moral role model.

"How dare you, a mere ant, question me. Ha, let alone a strange woman, even if I want your wife, you have to offer her up obediently."

Shang An's aura pressed Mu Feng to the ground. No matter how he struggled, his eyes were bloodshot and he was still unable to move at all.

After saying that, Shang An was ready to give this ignorant boy a chance to start over and let him go.

But just when he was about to take action, Daoguo suddenly gave a warning, which made him frown, as if...if he killed this kid, something bad would happen.

For example, being rejected by the world.

He is not afraid of the world's rejection, but if he wants to plan to devour the world, Shang An cannot do so, otherwise he will be put on the "blacklist" of the world consciousness and will be restricted in what he can do.

"Is there something special about this kid?"

Shang An couldn't help but look at Mu Feng carefully, and he really saw some clues.

This man's aura is not that strong, although it is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but he is obviously not a child of destiny. However, if you look more closely, you will find that the blessings of his descendants are as deep and vast as the endless ocean.

This is the case.

hiss~
Shang An looked at the goddess in his arms, then looked at Mu Feng, who was still lying on the ground with his face against the earth, struggling hard, up and down.

Isn’t this the outrageous scene in “The Great Ruler” where the protagonist’s father meets his mother?
He placed his hand on the head of the woman in his arms, and as soon as his soul started to move, he began to explore the woman's memory. At this time, the woman's strength was sealed and her soul was in a state of silence. She had no power to resist, and all the past events in her memory were known to Shang An without reservation or privacy.

"Good fellow, it's really Qing Yanjing, no wonder he is so powerful and has such great luck."

Unlike Mu Feng, Qing Yanjing has extremely strong luck, just like a girl of luck.

He glanced at Mu Feng, who was already exhausted as a dead dog, and said, "What a bloody plot."

He thought he had finally gotten to be the son of destiny and be the hero who saved the beauty, but he didn't expect that he would be intercepted by someone else, and the person he intercepted was the protagonist's father.

But it is said that Mu Feng, a low-level cultivator, happened to save a Heavenly Supreme who had his power sealed after being injured, and then successfully won the beauty, and finally let her bear a child for him. Is there anything more outrageous than this? This plot is really a bit bloody.

"Anyway, the ancient Futu tribe will separate you in the future, so let me help you bear this pain."

Shang An looked at Mu Feng and said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, he felt that he had done great merit, as if he was a holy Buddha descending to the earth.

Mu Feng naturally didn’t know what Shang An was thinking, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would vomit blood.

At this moment, he tried his best, and his spiritual power was spinning wildly, but it was still of no avail.

He hated it. He hated it so much. He hated that he was weak and was bullied like this. He hated that he could not save the goddess and let her fall into the hands of this evil man.

Not only because of his inner disgust towards Shang An, he knew from Shang An's words and actions just now that Shang An was not a kind person. What would happen if the woman he loved fell into the hands of such a person? He didn't even dare to think about it deeply.

Because whenever he thought about losing this woman, his heart began to bleed, even though he had never owned this woman in the past.

"If I kidnap Qing Yanjing, will Muchen still be born?"

Shang An couldn't help but think of this question. If she cheated on the protagonist's father, would that have any impact on the protagonist?

But no matter what, Qing Yanjing has already fallen into his clutches, so there is absolutely no reason to let her go. The worst that can happen is that he can let Mu Feng find another woman to have a child. Anyway, under the influence of the world consciousness, the child of destiny will definitely be born.

He pointed his finger and divine light shot into Mu Feng's mind. Mu Feng's body stiffened and he fainted instantly. Shang An began to read his memory without any defense.

Shang An soon knew all his memories of just over twenty years, most of which were details of his life. The only opposite sex who appeared more frequently was the woman named Wang Cuihua.

Shang An thought about it and decided to help the child of destiny find a good mother.

"The child of destiny? Of course the more ordinary his background is, the better. It would be even better if his mother's background was humble."

"I think Wang Cuihua is pretty good."

A smile appeared on Shang An's lips, and another golden light merged into Mu Feng's body, leaving a secret door inside.

This secret door is usually fine, but it will become a problem once you encounter Wang Cuihua, and then... hehe.

"gone."

Having satisfied his evil taste, Shang An, holding the delicate beauty in his arms, broke through the void and left this place.

……

After a long time, Mu Feng slowly opened his eyes and felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he was pricked by a needle, or as if a sledgehammer was constantly hitting his head, making him feel excruciating pain.

He covered his head and stood there for a long time before he managed to muster up some energy and walked towards home in a daze.

Shang An's previous soul search on him was not very gentle and his methods were quite rough, so it was normal to leave some sequelae.

"Damn it, one day, I will find you!"

Thinking of the goddess in white skirt who was carried away by the unknown strong man, Mu Feng felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart again. He bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth and was unaware of the bleeding. He had never felt so sad even when his mother passed away.

"Master, Master!"

Suddenly there was a shout from the front.

Mu Feng looked up and saw a woman with simple clothes and pretty face but slightly rough skin rushing towards him with beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Master, I finally found you. The master was looking for you. You...what's wrong with you?"

When the woman saw Mu Feng's dusty and slightly miserable appearance, she was shocked and couldn't help asking.

"I'm fine." Mu Feng waved his hand, staring at the woman in front of him. For some reason, he felt that Cuihua looked particularly pleasing to the eye today, even more pleasing than that goddess, and aroused his most primitive desires.

A surge of evil fire rose in my heart and rushed straight to my forehead.

"Master, are you okay?"

Cuihua felt uneasy being stared at by Mu Feng and took a few steps back unconsciously.

"Cuihua, why are you hiding from me?" There was an obscene light in Mu Feng's eyes, and he strode towards Cuihua.

"Master, don't be like this." Cuihua was a little scared. The Master looked completely different today than usual, making him feel very strange.

"Don't do anything!" Mu Feng pounced on her with an evil smile, knocked Cuihua to the ground, and touched her with his big hands.

"You, Master, if you do this again I will call for help."

Cuihua pushed Mufeng and said with great resistance.

Although she had secretly fantasized about the young master before, she had never thought of giving herself up in such a place.

"You can scream, but no one will come to help you even if you scream your throat out." Mu Feng laughed wildly and held Cuihua tightly with both hands. He was a cultivator after all, so how could an ordinary person like Cuihua resist him?

"Don't...don't, Master...ah!"

With that shudder, Mu Feng suddenly woke up.

Looking at Cuihua, whose face was covered with tears and bruises, he suddenly froze in place.

"I, what did I do?"

……

The next day,

The news that Mu Feng, the eldest son of the Mu family in Muyu, raped the daughter of a groom in the wild spread. While other forces, both large and small, were surprised, they were also waiting to see the Mu family make a fool of themselves.

Shepherd's father was so angry that he beat Shepherd violently that day, and he didn't stop until Shepherd was only left with one breath.

Although Wang Cuihua was only the daughter of a groom, Uncle Wang, the groom, was an old servant who had served the Mu family for many years. It was unreasonable for him to do this. Moreover, Uncle Wang, the groom, was so angry after learning about this that he died immediately.

In desperation, Mu Feng's father had to let Mu Feng take Wang Cuihua as his concubine and quickly marry her off to silence the gossips.

However, after the marriage, Mu Feng thought of the goddess again and could not forget her. After all, he never remarried. His attitude towards Wang Cuihua was also extremely cold. Except for that time, he never slept with Wang Cuihua again. Mu Feng's father did not like this daughter-in-law of humble origin, which led to Wang Cuihua's low status in the Mu family, not much higher than a servant, and she was even secretly bullied by some jealous maids.

Two months later, Wang Cuihua found out that she was pregnant. She was so excited at first sight.

Unfortunately, she was born with a weak constitution and was depressed, so she died of depression not long after giving birth to a son.

……

Back to the present moment,
Shang An casually found a secluded courtyard in Bailing Continent, showed a little bit of his strength, and easily bought the courtyard extremely quickly.

Then he carried Qing Yanjing into the room and began to check Qing Yanjing's injuries.

"This injury is not light!"

Seeing the crisscrossing wounds on Qing Yanjing's body and the lingering black energy, Shang An frowned.

"Unfortunately, I am not proficient in medical skills and cannot treat through clothing."

He sighed deeply and with a serious face, he removed the clothes that were in the way for Qing Yanjing.

Suddenly, a delicate body as white as mutton-fat jade appeared in front of Shang An, but the wounds on its body made this perfect body imperfect, but also added a bit of broken beauty.

"This wound is so white...Pah, it's so big."

Shang An measured the size of the wounds, then looked at them and began to think quietly about the treatment plan.

"What are you looking at?"

A cold voice sounded, carrying a hint of shame and anger.

"I'm looking at White Rabbit." Shang An replied subconsciously.

Then his eyes met Qing Yanjing's eyes which were filled with a hint of anger. Shang An faced it calmly, with a frank look and no fear at all.

This made Qing Yanjing unable to bear it. She looked away, wondering if there was a reason for what happened just now. This man was so frank, maybe... he didn't mean it.

This is the effect of having a charm that is almost like Taoism. Even if you have done something bad, people can find excuses for you. If it were someone else, the treatment would probably be very different.

"I'm sorry, I just took advantage of someone's misfortune." Shang An said frankly.

He always believed that what he did was done, and that it was no big deal for a man to be lustful and heroic. No one could punish him anyway, and those who tried to hide it would not achieve anything great.

"You..." Qing Yanjing widened her eyes and became furious.

She had thought that this person would find a better excuse, such as treating an injury or something, but she had not expected him to be so straightforward. He spoke of that matter so frankly that she was a little at a loss as to what to do.

If it weren't for the fact that this man was so handsome that she couldn't feel any resentment towards him, she would have wanted to kill him long ago.

(End of this chapter)