The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 72 On the Fairy Way (39)

Stepping into the Demon Realm, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The originally bright blue sky instantly became dull and thick as ink.

There was a faint dampness in the air, and the temperature was a bit gloomy, and the chilliness was creepy.

Sui Ling casually kicked the dirt under her feet, expressionless.

The soil in the Demon Realm is black and rotten, like a ruin, so desolate that not a single blade of grass can grow.

This land was abandoned by the human world, that's why the demons were driven here during the war between humans and demons.

After signing a peace treaty, the demons could gradually walk out of this dark place.

But the human world is still afraid of the demon world, so the demons cannot migrate to other places, and can only make compromises in this forgotten corner of the world.

Entering from the enchantment, one only arrives at the outskirts of the Demon Realm, and it is not convenient to fly with a sword here. Sui Ling glanced at the deserted surroundings, and walked reluctantly.

With 1087 leading the way, Sui Ling didn't have to worry about not being able to find her way, she walked slowly.

It took a full half an hour before Sui Ling brought Mo Tang into the city gate.

There are no heavy handles at the city gate, so it is convenient for Sui Ling to come in and out at will.

Her identity as a human race may cause a lot of trouble in the devil world. If she can not be discovered, it is better not to be discovered.

The scene inside the city gate has a lot of smoke and fire of life, the hawkers setting up stalls, and the houses with smoke from their kitchens are no different from those in the human world.

After entering the city gate, 1087 disappeared, and no matter what it said, it could not obtain the main topographic map of the Demon Realm.

Sui Ling: "..."

Sui Ling doesn't expect 1087 to give her too much help, after all, if the system can cover the sky with one hand, it doesn't need taskers.

Sui Ling came to the Demon Realm for the snow of the abyss, and originally planned to go directly to the abyss.

But when Mo Tang passed by an inn, he immediately grabbed her by the hem of her clothes, his eyes were clear and clean.

"hungry."

Sui Ling frowned, only to realize that it's already noon, and it's time for something to eat.

Having fulfilled Mo Tang's wish, Sui Ling took his hand and walked towards the inn.

Finding a remote corner, Sui Ling asked Mo Tang to order food, and her eyes fell on the storyteller not far away.

"Everyone, do you know the Ten Thousand Ghosts Gate in the human world?"

The storyteller was dressed in an elegant long gown, holding a rocking fan, and the other Xingmu resting on the table, shaking his head and smiling meaningfully.

"Everyone knows that the master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect is a leader of the human race."

"But!" The storyteller suddenly raised his voice, his tone excited, "The master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect is actually of the blood of the Demon Realm. He stayed in the Human Realm only for dormancy. He hopes that one day he can revive the Demon Realm and lead our clan to the peak of the mainland."

Sui Ling: "..." Didn't you really make this up?

Sui Ling, who thought she could hear something about Wanguimen, pursed her lips speechlessly.

Although there is the possibility that the master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect is of the blood of the demon race, it is extremely difficult to hide from being discovered among so many elites in the human world, so this possibility is greatly reduced.

What's more, the storyteller in front of him swears so much in his words, exaggerates in many places, and looks unreliable.

Sui Ling also listened to what he said as a story with twists and turns.

The dishes came out quickly, but because of the local soil, there were almost no green vegetables, and the table was full of meat.

Sui Ling didn't care about these things, she ate whatever she had, and continued to look at the storyteller indifferently.

He was still babbling in the prelude, which made many demons a little impatient.

"Old man, what you said is not true."

"That's right! Those sanctimonious things in the human world are not blind, so they can't discover the blood of the master of the Myriad Ghost Sect?"

"Yeah, the difference between humans and demons is not just a single star. What you want to say is true, why do you tell me how he hides those demon characteristics?"

The storyteller looked at the people at the scene full of disbelief in their agitated emotions, and with his calm expression of smiling, he knocked on Xingmu calmly.

"Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient. If you want to know what to do, just let me break it down later."

The storyteller shook his fan, pushed forward the wooden basin where the money was placed, shook his head as if intoxicated by the story of the master of Wanguimen, but did not speak again.

Everyone around knew it, and quickly threw a few spirit stones into the basin, urging him to tell the story quickly.

Looking at the basin full of spirit stones, the storyteller laughed in satisfaction, then shook his head and spoke slowly.

"Everyone, do you still remember His Majesty Yu Yi, who was so powerful that no one could beat him?"

"The master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has a deep relationship with the Demon Lord, and he is the seed Yu Yi Demon Lord sent to the human world."

"So he has taken secret medicine since he was a child, hiding the unique characteristics and aura of the demon race."

"So when he was sent to the human world, he was no different from the human race, and that sect master grew up eating a lot of food from the demons in the human world, and he was loyal to the demons."

When the people around heard the storyteller's words, they questioned and booed again.

"You're kidding again, old man."

"Yu Yi Mojun has been dead for more than 500 years, and the bone age of the master of the Wangui Sect is only over 60 years old. How can the two be connected?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously and stroked the white beard on his chin.

"What this judge said is not authentic. Although what I say is a bit exaggerated, it is true!"

Ignoring other people's doubts, the storyteller continued to tell the next story.

The storyteller's voice is loud and full of emotion, which is clearly transmitted to Suiling's ears, just to relieve boredom.

She didn't bring any food, the bowl was arranged by Mo Tang for her.

Sui Ling withdrew her gaze and glanced at the young man. Mo Tang was looking at her with his cheeks propped up, but his bowl was empty of oil.

"Aren't you hungry?" Sui Ling swallowed the meat in her mouth, raised her eyebrows and asked back.

Mo Tang sat up straight calmly, took a bite of food with his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth, lying without guilt, "I'm eating."

Sui Ling: "..."

Sui Ling glanced down at the table, Mo Tang was coming to eat, but she vomited twice as many bones as on his table.

Sui Ling added a few pieces of meat to Mo Tang, touched the boy's face, and said in a clear voice, "Eat more."

"En." Mo Tang obediently responded, but still didn't eat much, moving his chopsticks slowly.

He is not hungry.

Sui Ling is too thin.

He wants her to eat more.

Seeing Mo Tang eating obediently and deftly, Sui Ling's heart softened inexplicably, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she rubbed his soft hair.

The storyteller was still narrating endlessly. Although Sui Ling was skeptical about those things, she was still quite interested and turned her head to listen.

No matter how long the storyteller narrated, Sui Ling listened to it.

Seeing the long-clothed old man finished talking about the master of Wanguimen and was about to pack up and leave, Sui Ling just finished eating, so she put down her chopsticks and lowered her eyes to digest his words.

He said that the master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect has practiced step by step in the human world, his strength is as high as the sky, and his subordinates are spread all over the human world.

He even reached an agreement with the current demon king, intending to attack the human world, seize the rights belonging to the demon clan, and create another glory for the demon world.

However, Sui Ling thought of the bloody jade pendant on Mo Tang.

Since he has cooperated with the current Demon Lord, why would he send Mo Yi Ling to Mo Tang?

There are lies in the storyteller's words, and Sui Ling can quickly draw conclusions, but the possibility that most of them are true cannot be ruled out.

In the original plot, Wanguimen's appearance rate is very small, so Sui Ling doesn't know about it.

(End of this chapter)