The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

Seeing the oil-paper umbrella, a scene appeared in Huairen's mind in a trance.

One summer three years ago, it was raining heavily, and the girl held an oil-paper umbrella to shield him from the drizzle.

He asked the girl, "What do you want for your birthday?"

Everyone has their own birthday, but Huairen doesn't know what date his own birthday is, so he is very concerned about the birthdays of those around him.

"It's not my birthday, and I don't know what date my birthday is."

The girl replied.

When Huai Ren heard this, he no longer asked about the girl's birthday, but asked what gift the girl wanted.

The girl answered concisely, "Whatever the lord sends, what Qianxue likes."

Huairen was speechless, the other party successfully chatted the topic to death, Huairen looked at the oil-paper umbrella the girl was holding, and joked that he would give the umbrella to the girl.

Unexpectedly, the girl nodded her head, and then Huairen became helpless.

He can't really give the girl a broken umbrella! The girl should be flowers, hairpins and the like.

It was just a gift, and Huairen was too embarrassed to take it back, so he said it half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What kind of thing is it to give a girl a broken umbrella? If it spreads out, it will damage my identity as a devil, so let's do it! This umbrella will be a token from me. If you have any troubles, come to me, and this devil will help you."

Thinking back to the present moment, Huairen hesitated for a while looking at Han Qianxue who was kneeling in front of him with her head down, took the oiled paper umbrella and opened it.

Three years have passed, and the appearance of the umbrella has not changed at all. There are patterns of snowflakes on the black umbrella cloth.

It was precisely because he saw the pattern of snow patterns, which matched Han Qianxue's name, that he bought this oil-paper umbrella. How much did it cost him?

Huairen carried the oil-paper umbrella on his shoulder, turned around and walked out of the Divine Comedy Cave.

"I don't kill people inside the Shenqu Cave resident, and don't mess with me outside the resident."

Huairen's voice came leisurely, reaching the ears of every disciple in the Divine Comedy Cave.

"Thank you, Lord, for not killing me."

Han Qianxue's smooth forehead hit the ground heavily, making a muffled "bang".

Huairen, who was walking out, paused, "Live well, you only live once."

On the way down the mountain from the Divine Comedy Cave, Huairen flamboyantly held an oil-paper umbrella to shelter him from the scorching summer.

The noble lady in the boudoir is not as hypocritical as Huairen.

Zhong Shan and Xiao Xue'er didn't dare to say anything, they could only distance themselves from Huairen as a silent protest.

"Devil Lord, the next stop we are going to is Liuyunzong, or Kongling Temple." Zhongshan asked.

Two of the four righteous sects have patronized, and there are still two left.

"No, let's go back to the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest! It's time for the Righteous Path Alliance to retreat."

"Yes, Demon Lord."

On the other side, many experts in the Divine Comedy Cave that attacked the Devil's Nest rushed back to help, but it was still a bit late.

When many strong men returned to Huairen, they had already descended the mountain road and walked towards the official road to Wanmo Nest.

Looking at the sect that was almost in ruins, the experts from the Divine Comedy Cave were furious and blamed all of this on Huai Ren.

It's just that when they saw the old woman's body, the strong men in the Divine Comedy Cave suddenly felt a basin of cold water fall from the Tianling Cap, which wiped out their anger, and then turned into fear.

This patriarch and mother-in-law had already stepped into the realm of the Martial Emperor a hundred years ago.

How powerful it is now is only known by the senior management of Shenqu Cave, which is the true background of Shenqu Cave.

However, the patriarchal mother-in-law died, and died at the hands of the new head of the Demon Sect.

Listening to what the disciples said, it was still the patriarch mother-in-law who was defeated by the devil head-on, could it be, could it be...

The news that Huairen, the demon master of Ten Thousand Devils Cave, had become an immortal spread like wildfire, sweeping across the territory of the Great Yuan Empire at an extremely fast speed.

From the relatives of the emperor to the common people.Their faces changed. This was the last piece of news they wanted to hear, no less than the bad news of the empire being invaded by foreigners.

The royal family is afraid of every strong man who breaks through the realm of the Martial Emperor.

But the common people's thinking is very simple, the evil way is evil, and now the head of the evil way has become a fairy, so can ordinary people like them still have a good life?

Of course, the common people don't want to see the Demon Sect grow stronger.

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On the mountain road of Wanmoku, corpses are strewn all over the field. There are those from the Demon Sect and those from the Righteous Path Alliance. Comparing the number of corpses on both sides, the disciples of Wanmoku are not at a loss.

Most of the buildings in the Ten Thousand Demon Nest's residence showed signs of damage, and corpses were scattered all over the place, but there were no disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Nest.

Huairen took Zhong Shan and Xiao Xue'er into the air, and flew to the depths of the endless mountains. Sure enough, he saw a group of remnants and defeated generals from the Ten Thousand Devils Cave in the Thunder Barrier.

"Meet the Demon Lord."

"Get up, how many casualties are there in Wanmo Nest?" Huairen asked.

"Returning to the Demon Master, Li Ghost Cave, Xuanxie Cave, Bone Cave Cave Master, Magic Eagle Guardian, Seventh Elder, Fourth Elder died in battle, half of the disciples were killed or injured..."

The Great Elder reported with a heavy expression that the Ten Thousand Devils Nest suffered heavy losses in this battle, almost half of the elite died, and the Ten Thousand Demons Nest was no longer its former glory.

"Demon Lord!"

The great elder had a struggling look on his face.

Huairen frowned, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Yes, the demon lord, the second elder, and Qinglong protector did not return, presumably they were delayed on the way."

"Since you haven't come back, then don't come back. The outside affairs have been resolved, and you can take your disciples back to the mountain gate to clean up the mess."

"Ah, solved."

The Great Elder looked at Huairen in surprise.

"It's resolved. I don't think anyone will dare to provoke the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest in the future, except of course the Great Yuan Royal Family."

The disciples of Wanmoku have returned and are actively rebuilding the Wanmoku resident.

Huairen was sitting on a boulder on a mountain peak, watching the magic of all demons transforming into mortals.

It's just that Huairen feels like one head and two big.

He knew each of these words, but when these words were combined, Huai Ren didn't know what it meant.

These sentences are full of clouds and mountains and mists, and they sound very powerful, but none of them are on point.

The demon masters of all dynasties have also produced many talented people, including the old man, who have been studying this exercise for many years, but still haven't developed a good or bad one. Huairen feels that this exercise is either fake or has a big problem .

Therefore, Huairen decided to ask a professional.

Knocked the ring on the stone.

"Boy, if you contact the old man, you should contact me carefully. It's a matter of one thought, what a fart!"

Lu Donghe floated out of the ring angrily.

"Oh."

Huairen raised his palm, "You seem to have forgotten your identity."

Sweat dripped off Lu Donghe's head, "Boy, don't be so serious? Isn't this old man trying to liven up the atmosphere?"

Huairen curled his lips, and handed over the Ten Thousand Demons Transformation Technique, "Help me see if there is any problem with this technique."