Douluo: I am the outer demon

But she didn't say much, as she had long known Lu Mingfei's shy personality.

In the next few days, Su Xiaoqiang truly realized how great his charm had become, and all kinds of troubles followed.

The innate Taoist body has a natural attraction for ordinary people.

At first, it was just people trying to find out about her, and then they started sending her love letters.

It's so childish and ridiculous. What era is this now? And we're still sending love letters.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't care about the fragile self-esteem of those little boys. She refused directly and said that she already had a boyfriend. She was afraid that Shang An would misunderstand.

Others like to find a different way and want to play the role of a domineering president or a hero who saves a beautiful girl.

But the ending...

Anyway, ever since the president of the martial arts club was kicked five meters away by Su Xiaoqiang, no one dared to use this trick again.

But even so, when Su Xiaoqiang arrived in the classroom every morning, there would be a pile of love letters stuffed into his desk.

Su Xiaoqiang was speechless. Don’t these students attend classes?

If you keep thinking about premature love all day long, what future does our motherland have?

She completely separated herself from the students. After all, how could the affairs of a cultivator be considered premature love?

This situation lasted for more than a month before it eased, but people still handed in love letters every now and then. Su Xiaoqiang always ignored them with a cold face. If he met someone who wanted to take advantage of him, he would just use the "constipation technique" on that person.

Now Su Xiaoqiang has begun to formally practice cultivation. Shang An has not taught him the methods and spells of cultivation, but as she continues to recite the Golden Light Mantra and read through the ancient book.

Su Xiaoqiang comprehended various techniques from them and gained magical powers.

The constipation technique is one of all the spells that have been comprehended. The real name of this little spell is actually the Five Grains Reincarnation Technique. Its main function is to promote digestion and excretion in the human body. However, its effect is so good and immediate that Su Xiaoqiang jokingly called it the constipation technique.

Su Xiaoqiang also tried to teach the Golden Light Mantra to his father, but unfortunately no matter how his father recited it, it had no effect at all, as if only Su Xiaoqiang could practice it.

This is the "Taiyi version of the Golden Light Mantra" created by Shang An. Only those who get his approval have the right to practice it, but he doesn't have the time to approve others.

Moreover, this world itself does not have energy like spiritual power, and there is no environment for cultivation at all. Su Xiaoqiang practiced by borrowing the power of Shang An, so naturally other people could not practice. It is impossible for a cultivator to get rid of spiritual energy before he achieves true immortality, otherwise Shang An would not have had to flee the earth.

……

The days passed by uneventfully.
Shang An is the owner of a bookstore during the day and has almost no customers. He occasionally accompanies Su Xiaoqiang. At night, he plays the role of a lamp genie and seduces ignorant girls. His life is quite interesting.

The new year's graduation season is coming soon.

Su Xiaoqiang and his classmates also moved up from their second year of high school to their third year.

Chu Zihang, a very famous basketball senior in Shilan Middle School, also graduated from high school. However, few people know what major he applied for. It is said that he did not choose a famous domestic school, but went to a foreign university.

The gears of fate began to turn, but this time, no one could sit back and watch fate change, except for a guy who liked to role-play and abduct ignorant girls.

……

Sanctuary Hotel, Presidential Suite.

"boss."

Su Enxi picked up her phone and called her boss.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

There was a clear male voice on the other end of the phone, and it sounded as if it contained the majesty of a monarch.

"Boss... everything is normal." Su Enxi paused and said. In fact, she also felt unbelievable. The boss could not have lied to her. There must have been some changes, but she did not find anything on the little white rabbit.

"But the little white rabbit's temperament seems to have changed a little, and her change is also related to ****." She added.

"Same as what? Say it again." A doubtful voice came.

"**" Su Enxi said it again, and then her expression changed a little.

A drop of cold sweat slid down from the hair at her temple, ran across her cheek and dripped onto her collar. Although it was a scorching summer day, she felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an icy cave.

She found that she couldn't even utter those two words.

"What's wrong with you?" The person on the other end also realized that something was wrong and asked quickly.

"I don't know." Su Enxi's voice was filled with panic, "I seem to *********"

She was muted again, she couldn't speak at all.

"What's going on?" The voice sounded a little impatient.

"that is*******"

Su Enxi was becoming more and more panicked. "Boss, wait a minute. I'll write it out and take a photo and send it to you."

She put down her phone and quickly searched the room for a piece of white paper and a black pen.

But when she picked up the pen to write down her questions, she suddenly forgot what she wanted to write.

A feeling of uneasiness enveloped her. She put down her pen and recalled everything. When she picked up the pen again, she felt the same way.

After repeating this several times, she gave up completely.

This is really forgetting the words when writing.

She took a deep breath and temporarily forgot about the report in her mind. She kept thinking about her deskmate in school.
"Deskmate."

Her red lips slightly opened and uttered these two words.

This time there was no muting and no other problems, so it came out easily.

"**" This time he said it while thinking about that incident.

"It seems that once I mention anything about that matter, it can't be spread out."

A bitter smile appeared on her face, and then she rubbed her swollen head hard with both hands, making her hair extremely messy.

"Zhao! Which god is playing tricks on me?"

Unconvinced, she wanted to give it another try, and tried synthesized sound, Morse code, audio editing, online graphics, etc.

But without exception they all failed.

The equipment becomes scrapped when using synthesized sound, audio editing results in garbled characters, Morse code is forgotten once it is done, and when taking photos or screenshots of online pictures and texts, the screen is always black.

Finally, she just lay down on the bed, picked up a bag of potato chips, tore it open and started eating.

"Boss, I seem to have offended an incredible being."

"I probably won't be able to complete this mission."

There was a hint of trembling in her calm voice; she was actually afraid.

There was a little silence on the other end of the phone.
"Forget it then. There is no need to investigate this matter any further."

He knew that Su Enxi was not able to deal with the existence that could disrupt fate.

"Could it be that you are back again?" he thought to himself.

……

In front of a college named Cassell in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA.

A young man wearing a windbreaker and carrying a long sword on his back stood quietly at the door.

"Is this your secret...Father?"

His eyes were distant, and he seemed to see again the figure standing in front of him on that rainy night. That was the nightmare of his life, and he would even be awakened by it every night.

When he found that he could not forget this nightmare, he began to practice kendo and search for the mysteries of the world.

Swish!
A flash of light passed by, and the long knife behind him was pulled out.

This is a long, slender sword. Unlike the Japanese tachi, its blade is straighter and closer to the style of the Tang sword.

The handle is very plain, and there are no other patterns on the long sword except for the blood groove. However, the sharp cold light on the blade indicates its extraordinaryness. The word "Duan Qing" engraved near the handle is the name of this sword - Duan Qing Sword.

"Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to the God of Nature."

Chu Zihang looked at the long sword in his hand, muttering this mantra, his eyes becoming more determined and brighter.

He vaguely remembered that on the night he left H City, which was also a rainy night, he accidentally entered a library.

He could no longer remember the library owner's face clearly, but the owner's earnest teachings to him were deeply engraved in his heart and mind.

That's right, he is a man who carries hatred and is destined to be away from love.

Only by letting go of those boring human emotions, he would be qualified to swing the knife at the gods and have a chance... to get that man back.

This love-breaking knife was also given to him by his boss that night, and it contained the boss's deep expectations for him.

……

"Ruzi can be taught."

Shang An, who was far away in the library, nodded in appreciation, withdrew his mind, and then turned his gaze to the door.

A tall girl with clear eyes, fair skin and a curious look walked into the library.

"Welcome to a library."

Shang An rarely said hello.

"Hello, boss, do you have any 5-3?"

The girl at the airport looked around, and when she saw Shang An, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but quickly disappeared. She pointed to the quaint bookshelves without labels and asked.

"Five-three?"

"It's five years of college entrance exams and three years of simulations." The girl at the airport explained.

Shang An: “…”

"No, no." He waved his hand.

How could he possibly sell something that was a student's nightmare?

The girl at the airport curled her lips and couldn't help but complain: "What's going on? Boss, your library doesn't even have No. 53."

It's almost her second year of high school, and she originally wanted to do some college entrance examination questions in advance to adapt herself.

Shang An's face darkened for a moment, then suddenly turned into a bright smile.

"Although I don't have a five-three here, I have something more suitable for you. Do you want it?"

"What's better?" The girl at the airport was a little confused when she heard this.

Are there any unpopular books for the college entrance examination?
How good can those books be, can they compare to the time-tested Wu San?
Shang An reached his hand under the counter, fumbled around casually, and took out a few books.

Spreading them out on the counter one by one, Shang An's smile revealed a hint of weirdness.
“The Complete History of the Dragon Clan,” “Analysis of the Words of the King of the Earth and the Mountain,” “Alchemical Tools: The Concept of the Seven Deadly Sins of Dragon-Slaying Weapons,” “On the Method of Killing the Dragon King,” and “How to Find and Destroy the Dragon Clan’s “Eggs””

"How about it? Are these books more suitable for you than the "Five Three"? "

Shang An rested his hands on the counter and gave a kind smile.

These books did not exist originally, but he wanted them, so they came into being, and the contents inside are true.

The expression of the girl at the airport suddenly changed. The relaxation on her face was gone, her pupils shrank again and again, and her originally relaxed posture turned into a fighting posture.

She pulled up the corners of her mouth to reveal a slightly awkward smile.

"Haha, boss, you are kidding, it's the 21st century now, there are no dragons or alchemical tools in this world."

"Everything is possible, how do you know it's impossible?" Shang An retorted calmly, his eyes still on the girl. There was no oppression, but it made the girl feel uncomfortable.

"Haha, it's getting late and I still have to buy snacks for my brother. I'll leave first." Pointing to the sunny day outside, the airport girl raised her leg and walked out of the library without hesitation.

Bang!
"Ouch."

The girl at the airport retreated again, or rather was bounced back.

The door of the library was clearly open, but it seemed as if there was an invisible wall blocking her.

She didn't believe it, and rushed out of the library again at a rapid pace. However, this time the collision was even harder, and the girl fell to the ground.

A big bump appeared on the girl's white forehead, causing her to scream in pain.

"Let's go, why don't you leave?" Shang An asked innocently.

"Hey, boss, can you let me out?" The girl at the airport immediately changed her expression and looked at Shang An pitifully.

In fact, her heart was filled with turbulent waves. The invisible wall just now was definitely not the Word Spirit, at least not the Word Spirit that she knew. How could the Word Spirit be able to trap the Dragon King?

The girl was extremely beautiful, without a single flaw on her face, at the pinnacle of human beauty. Seeing her watery eyes at this moment, any normal person would feel pity, but Shang An remained indifferent.

"Isn't the gate right there?" He pointed to the open gate, spread his hands and smiled.

The girl stood up upon hearing this, and instantly restrained her expression. She looked at Shang An with a serious look, "Who are you?"

I was just acting just now. Since it's useless, there's no need to act anymore.

"Just a bookstore owner."

Shang An sat on the chair and looked at Xia Mi who was standing in front of him. It was obvious that Xia Mi was the one looking down on him, but the relationship between the two seemed to be completely reversed, with Xia Mi being the oppressed ant.

“The owner of the library doesn’t know about the dragon clan, and he won’t imprison someone’s personal freedom.” The girl sneered, with deep vigilance in her eyes.

She couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was a dragon, a hybrid, or an ordinary human. She couldn't tell at all.

No one could even detect the slightest abnormality in him; he looked like an ordinary bookstore owner.

"are you human?"

Shang An looked at the girl in front of him, a dragon king disguised as a human, talking to him about personal freedom.

The girl's expression was startled. As expected, this person knew her identity.

Could it be that today's plan is aimed at killing her? Although her strength is relatively weak among the Dragon Kings, the remains of the Dragon Kings are real.

In fact, this was just Shang An's counterattack against her previous mocking behavior.