The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

"Good idea!" The other three replied at the same time.

Demon Realm is a world where strength is the most important thing, and there are very few diehard fans who will fight for the former leader.

When the previous demon lord's family appeared at the gate of the palace at the same time, all the monsters lay obediently on the ground, chanting "The demon lord will last forever, boundless."

"From now on, my daughter Huanyin will be your Demon Lord."

An Ran glanced around at the demon generals and officials prostrated on the ground, a chilling light flashed in his eyes, but he asked a question in a soft tone.

"Do you have an opinion?"

"No, no objection!" The black heads nodded in unison.

How dare they have an opinion!I don't want my life, can I?
Afterwards, all the people at the scene shouted in a very timely manner: "The female devil of Huanyin will last forever, boundless and boundless!"

Huanyin was only stunned for half a second, then quickly entered the state and took a step forward. Although the voice was a childish voice, it was faintly majestic.

"Let's all get up! From now on, we will have to rely on everyone to jointly manage the Demon Realm. I hope that the people of the Demon Realm will have a better life in the future."

"Yes, thank you Demon Lord!" Then all the people got up in unison and stood with their hands down.

Afterwards, Huanyin also said a lot of comforting words, encouraging and beating, his eloquence was not very good.

Like a natural leader, Lin Bufan and her parents are impressed.

However, after the group of people left, her body softened and she fell into Lin Bufan's arms.

"Xiaofan, I'm really nervous, don't show timidity!"

"You are doing very well, you will definitely get better after practicing for a while." Lin Bufan hugged her lovingly.

After spreading out the powerful spiritual sense, An Ran discovered that Hu Mengyuan was squatting at the bottom of the Western Demon River to practice in seclusion.

Although a fake heart can temporarily save one's life, it can never be compared with one's own heart.

The already old face looked painful and distorted.The demonic energy in the body is chaotic, and black blood overflows from the corner of the mouth from time to time.

He thought, it seems that if he wanted to save his life, he had to find a more suitable heart of a high-level demon cultivator.

"Huber! Be safe!"

But just when he was about to get up and go out to find his heart, he heard a low and hoarse male voice.

"You, you are!"

Hu Mengyuan trembled in horror, and looked around. If he heard correctly, the voice was from the former demon lord.

One monarch and one subject have been together for tens of thousands of years, and they know each other very well. Their demeanor and tone have almost been imprinted into the deepest part of each other's soul.

But he clearly remembered that he had already killed the former demon lord!And in order to prevent his resurgence, he didn't even let his soul go.

Is it!

Hu Mengyuan patted his head angrily, could it be that the former devil master had already taken precautions and had a clone hiding in advance.

But this kind of analysis still doesn't make sense. If the main body dies, there is no possibility that the clone will live alone.

There is only one possibility, the former demon master divided a mind, and before the main body was about to die, he used magic to forcibly cut off the connection, making that mind an independent entity.

In that way, although a will is still retained, it is actually very weak, and there is no chance of a comeback at all.

Thinking of this, the sense of fear in Hu Mengyuan's heart disappeared, replaced by viciousness and viciousness, and he was very confident that he could easily eliminate that thought.

In his hand, there was an extra soul-absorbing banner, and when he shook it lightly, ghosts from all directions came rushing uncontrollably.

In the past, the main soul of the former demon lord was taken into this banner and then refined by him. He believed that this weak idea would obediently sneak in.

But the next moment, his palm was empty, and the soul-destroying banner had already appeared in the hands of the man in black not far away.

The man was two meters tall, with a tall and tall figure, his entire face was covered in shadows, and he had a breathtaking aura, as if the god of death had come.

He, he really looks like the former Demon Lord!

Hu Mengyuan looked at him with trembling body as if he had been immobilized, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it for a long time.

"How did I die? You answer me honestly." The man in black asked.

"How did you die, you don't know?" Hu Mengyuan calmed down and tried to look calm, "Who are you?"

But the man in black answered irrelevantly, and was still obsessed with the question just now.

"Say it."

At the same time, a hand has been extended infinitely, sinking into his chest cavity, and the artificial heart has been held in his hand.

"Woooo!"

Hu Mengyuan was so painful that his whole old face was twisted into twists, the black demonic energy came out uncontrollably, and his toenails sank into the mud, scratching out ditches.

You can imagine how much pain he had.

"Devil Lord, please spare me! You are not killed by me. The person who killed you was your tenth brother. I wanted to stop it, but, but I couldn't stop it."

Hu Mengyuan is very sure that the man in front of him is the clone of the former Demon Lord.

But why is the avatar as powerful as the main body, even stronger than before?
When faced with the threat of death, most people behaved in the same way. The Mozu Taishan Beidou, who used to be under one person and over ten thousand people, and the veteran who the devil lord relied on the most, were also unavoidable.

"Hmph!" Looking at his flickering eyes, An Ran was very sure that he was lying, and she didn't want to have any more ink with him, so she covered the top of his head with her palm.

"Woooo! Don't, don't search for souls! Please!"

But the next words could not be uttered. What happened 2 years ago appeared in front of the two of them like a movie.

……

"Yingying has been sealed, and this deity must conquer the entire cultivation world." After An Ran got the news that Huanying was sealed, she was very anxious, and called his most trusted prime minister to discuss.

"Devil Lord, you must not do it! There are not many available in the Demon Realm now."

Hu Mengyuan held onto An Ran's hand tightly with a mournful face, "Let's wait a little longer, let's act after thousands of years!"

"What? Wait a few thousand years!" An Ran was furious, and slapped Hu Mengyuan's face.

On weekdays, he would never have done anything to Prime Minister Hu who treated him like an elder.

But right now he is too impatient, he will be in a hurry with anyone who opposes him.

Hu Mengyuan covered his face, his eyes were full of horror, but he continued to persuade him earnestly, even knelt down and hugged An Ran's thigh.

An Ran calmed down a lot, reached out to help him, eyes full of guilt.

"I'm sorry, Huber, I didn't control my temper just now."

It looked like a gentleman and a filial piety again, but at the next moment, Hu Mengyuan grabbed Anran's chest with one hand, and forcibly tore out his heart.

"Well! You, why?"

An Ran snorted and asked him again.

And in a critical moment, he quickly cut off the connection with that idea to ensure that he can continue to be by Huan Ying's side.

"Hmph!" Hu Mengyuan no longer kept his head down, stood up and stared at him majesticly, speaking righteous words.

"An Ran, you are too affectionate, you are not suitable to continue to sit on the position of the devil's lord, for the future of the devil realm, for the future success of the devil people, I will be this villain!"

After An Ran died, the seal of the Demon Lord floated out from his forehead, Hu Mengyuan pinched it, and there was a gleam of excitement and greed in his eyes.

However, when he patted the Demon Lord's Seal into his forehead, he found that the Demon Lord's Seal was repulsive to him.

Shoot it in, and it will come out on its own right away.