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During these five hours, Moyin had not initiated a single attack, but had just been dodging her attacks. Now that her strength was gradually weakening, she realized that she could not defeat Moyin.
"I didn't do anything. It's just that you consumed soul power when you attacked me, so your soul is gradually getting weaker. Eat this. It can fill your hunger to some extent."
Moyin threw a silver apple to Baimeng. Baimeng didn't doubt it and took a bite. The crispy and delicious feeling nourished her whole soul, and the strength she had lost before gradually recovered.
"what is this?"
"My soul power can be used to replenish the soul."
"…………Do you think you can please me by giving me food?"
Baimeng glared at Moyin and asked in a cute Kansai accent.
"I'm not trying to please you. I just don't want a cute child like you to go hungry."
"Cute!? Me????"
Baimon covered her cheeks. She was the Elf Lord of one of the Thirteen Crowns of the Demon World and a Demon General. No demon would say she was cute. Moreover, her Kansai accent was often ridiculed as a country dialect by the Demon Generals of the Thirteen Crowns. This was the first time she met someone like Moyin who praised her so frankly.
"Yes, I think you are cute, and I like your accent, so when I saw your soul I wanted to keep you by my side, so I invited you."
Moyin said bluntly.
"!!! You like my accent?!"
Baimeng's favorability towards Moyin increased sharply. The accent that she had always cared about and was always ridiculed by others was praised by Moyin. She suddenly felt that Moyin was a good person.
"Well, I think your accent is cute, so do you want to be mine?"
Moyin lifted Baimeng's chin and approached Baimeng's delicate and cute little face.
"Yes, you desire me?"
"Well, you can understand that."
Mo Yin nodded.
"Then tell me, why didn't you fight back when you were fighting me just now? Do you look down on me?"
Baimeng decided to ask one last question. She didn't want to follow someone who looked down on her. After all, Moyin had not attacked her once in the battle just now.
"I'm not looking down on you. Well, how should I put it? I don't have much resistance to cute girls with silver or white hair. Unless it's a life-and-death fight, I plan to avoid making you feel pain as much as possible. Of course, even if it's a life-and-death fight, if the object is cute and has silver hair, I will make her die without feeling any pain."
Moyin replied with a smile.
"You actually... like me so much?"
"Yes, I like it."
A shy blush appeared on Baimon's delicate little face. After all, she had never been in love before, and after being attacked by such a series of direct balls, she had completely fallen.
Baimeng grabbed one of Moyin's hands and held it in his own small hands.
"I, Baimon, hereby swear allegiance to you. I am willing to dedicate all my loyalty and affection to you for the rest of my life. No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will always be by your side."
Baimeng raised his head slightly, looked at Moyin and swore seriously.
For the devil, swearing an oath is an act of absolute loyalty. No devil will go against the oath she has sworn. This means that she has decided to give everything to Moyin.
After all, Moyin knew how to appreciate all her strengths, and entrusting her life to Moyin must be the right choice.
When Baimon declared his oath, Moyin felt that he had established some kind of absolute subordinate relationship with Baimon's soul. He could decide Baimon's life or death at will... This was the effect brought about by the oath sworn by Baimon, which meant that Baimon had dedicated everything to him.
Although he has the strength to do this easily, this is the loyalty that Baimon voluntarily delivers.
"Well, I will take good care of you."
Moyin kissed Baimeng's soft lips.
"!!!!!!"
Chapter 715: You young man have no moral principles, you come to cheat and attack
Bai Meng's soul froze. This, this is! This is the first kiss she has never experienced in hundreds of years of demon life! In the demon world, she didn't like the young talents, but she died in the battle with her first kiss. She didn't expect that she could experience this kind of thing when she came to the Minming world. She was so lucky to meet Mo Yin!
"It tastes really good, but you really do need a body, don't you? It's not very convenient to just have a soul."
After tasting Baimeng's soft little mouth, Moyin said with a smile.
"Indeed, I feel a lot weaker without my body."
Baimon nodded.
"Let me help you build a new body."
"Okay, Master Moyin, I'm counting on you."
Baimon nodded, stepped aside and looked at Moyin curiously, wondering how he could create a body for himself.
Moyin stretched out two fingers and cut a wound on his left wrist. A large amount of blood gushed out and floated into the air.
"!!! Lord Moyin, what on earth are you doing?"
Bai Meng clenched his hands and asked with concern.
"Ah, I'm actually a blood god. It's better to say that I'm a death god as a sideline. My blood contains extremely powerful power. If I use my blood to shape your body, I can create a demigod-level body, okay?"
"! I've made you spend so much money on me!"
Baimeng looked at Moyin with emotion, and the body that was exactly the same as her soul gradually condensed from blood.
"I have left a small amount of blood laws, power laws, vibration laws, life laws, time laws, soul laws, ice laws, and death laws in this body. These are the types of laws I currently control. Most people who come into contact with any of these things will go crazy due to their lack of mental strength. But with the mental strength you have to fight me for five hours, you should be able to slowly comprehend these laws."
"When you have gained enough understanding, see if you can go to another world and find some hostile gods to snatch a godhood for you. By then, you can also be promoted to the position of god."
"Thank you very much! But even if you didn't do so much for me, I would still be willing to give you everything I have!"
Baimeng clasped his hands together and looked at Moyin lovingly.
"Of course I know, but what's yours is mine, right? The stronger you become, the stronger the fighting force I have will be."
Moyin smiled.
"Ok!"
Baimon nodded happily.
"It's finished, let's fuse it."
Moyin raised her hand, and Baimeng's soul floated towards the body that Moyin had made specifically for her.
"How does it feel?"
Seeing Baimon open his eyes, Moyin asked with a smile.
"It feels great. I feel full of strength. It's much stronger than my previous body. Thank you for your reward."
Baimon bowed his head to express his gratitude.
"We're all a family now, so you don't have to worry about it so much."
"Speaking of which, can I use this body to fight you again? I hope you can attack me with your hands this time, and not hold back."
Baimon asked.
"Ha... I'm afraid that won't work."
"Is there no way?"
Bai Meng felt a little regretful. To be honest, she wanted to witness with her own eyes how powerful Moyin was.
"Even if this body is made by me, if I don't let go, it will be damaged. Moreover, under the premise of not letting go, my attacks will be accompanied by the power of various laws, which will not only hurt your body but also your soul."
Moyin began to explain.
"I see. Thank you for thinking of me so much. It would be too much for me to beg you any further."
Baimon answered with understanding.
"But if you just want to see how strong I am, it's not that there are no suitable candidates. You didn't die of natural causes, did you? It's hard for a soul as strong as yours to die of natural causes. Who killed you? Take me over to help you avenge, and you can just witness my power."
Moyin suggested with a smile.
"It was Baal, the Thunder King who is also one of the Thirteen Crowns of the Demon Clan. If that guy hadn't plotted against me, I would never have lost!"
As if he was afraid that Moyin would think he was weak, Baimon emphasized it with a cute Kansai accent.
In fact, it was true that she was attacked and killed after drinking poisoned tea after being bribed by Thunder Emperor's men. She didn't think she would lose if a real fight broke out, after all, that despicable guy only dared to attack her after poisoning her.
"Well, but Baimon, conspiracy and intrigue are also part of an individual's strength."
"Ah...you...are you saying...you want me to learn some tricks in the future?"
Bai Meng was stunned for a moment.
"That's not the case, but you also need to be aware of the conspiracy and tricks so that you can take precautions."
"I will keep it in mind, Master Moyin."
Baimeng nodded seriously. From the moment she pledged allegiance to Moyin, she would no longer question what Moyin said.
"Oh, by the way, the people around you can also be considered as part of your strength. You are part of my strength, and I am also part of your strength."
"Is that so? It's only natural that I offer you this body and the power of this soul. I am your loyal subordinate, but you are also my strength?"
Baimon was very surprised. As a demon with the thirteen crowns of the demon clan, she thought that her former subordinates were her strength, which was acceptable, but she didn't think that she was the strength of those subordinates at all. She was the ruler who ruled the lower-level demons, but Moyin said that he was his own strength.
She... What a good master she was following. He actually loved her so much as a follower. She felt even more that her decision to swear allegiance to Moyin was the right one.
"Well, go and seek revenge on your enemies. I will show you my strength in various ways."
A slender, white hand was stretched out in front of him, and Baimeng held it tightly.
She had not lived a happy life for hundreds of years as a demon general. Her life as a demon was nothing but killing and preventing killing, and her food and drinks could be poisoned by anyone.
Others were either afraid of her or wanted her dead. Many people laughed at her for speaking an old-fashioned country Kansai accent. She was just alive.
But today, for the first time since her death, she felt extremely happy.
Moyin traced the aura on Baimeng's body and locked onto the demon world where she had previously stayed. Then he constructed a cross-border passage and walked in.
"Tsk, the air here really doesn't smell that good."
Moyin sniffed as he walked out of the cross-border passage. There was a burnt smell in the air.
"I am extremely sorry to have you, Lord Moyin, condescend to come to a place like this."