Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

This article has two male protagonists and a master-student relationship. If you don’t like it, don’t get into it.

The underworld lasts for thousands of years, and evil ghosts and evil spirits gather together...

"The underworld misses my old friend, but the ghost is still worried. The world is like smoke, the past cannot be traced, the lover is no longer there, the life and death are not close, the child has grown old, and the old friend has not returned..."

The old man's words came with the sound of a clapper, and the loud clasp brought the opera into Bei Yi's ears. He seemed not to like hearing the opera, so he turned his head and closed his eyes.

This play was composed of a few lines when he had nothing to do in the human world. Unexpectedly, after his death, it was transmitted to the underworld without any errors.

The sound of clappers stopped with the opera, and the old man cleared his throat and said: "Congratulations, Lord, your flowers on the other side have bloomed."

The flower of the other side of the underworld is the carrier of reincarnation. Each person has a flower of the other side of the world. When the flower blooms, it must pay off the sins of the past life and be tortured.

The evil spirits all looked at the man who was leaning on the high platform of the Netherworld Division to listen to the play. They saw him slowly opening his eyes. His black and purple eyes were like old amber, revealing more of the aura of death and sorrow of separation. It is murderous and angry, which makes people dare not look directly.

Bei Yi stood up slowly, walked down the stairs slowly, and left under the puzzled eyes of the ghosts.

He is the longest-reigning Nine Kings of the Underworld who are in charge of reincarnation. Normally, he will enter reincarnation after a hundred years of reigning, but he waited for a full six hundred years before he planted the flower that belonged to him. Flower of the other shore.

Bei Yi's eyes were dull, and there was a flicker of light under his feet. The palace door of the Netherworld Division slowly opened, making a dull sound, clicking, clicking, clicking in his ears.

The evil spirits in the underworld turned around and knelt down: "Send away the Nine Kings!!"

Bei Yi stepped out of the palace gate, stepping on the stone slabs of the underworld with his black boots, facing the stone bridge towards the Netherworld Sea. The dark light on both sides of the stone bridge quietly dispersed from the ghost grass on both sides, and then flew around Bei Yi, swirling around him. He climbed up with his boots to his hair, Bei Yi waved his hand to disperse the dark light.

"Honored Lord, this old slave will give you this." Li Linfu looked at the lonely Bei Yi in front of him, feeling a lot of reluctance and joy in his heart. What he was happy about was that the Lord was finally able to return to the human world and forget about the past. What he was reluctant to give up was the separation. .

The waves on the Netherworld Sea are turbulent, and the souls of those who enter this sea are scattered and their souls are destroyed.

"Six hundred years, Li Linfu, I have been waiting for this moment for too long." Bei Yi stepped onto the wooden boat and stood on the board. This time he was no longer the Nine Kings of the Underworld, nor the Demon Lord before.

"Congratulations to the Lord for fulfilling his wish. The front is the realm of reincarnation. If you take the Flower of the Other Side, you can forget the past and bring the Lord into reincarnation." Li Linfu turned around and glanced at the man holding the flowers. He remained silent for a long time, feeling in his heart The six hundred years of master-servant friendship are about to end. After reincarnation, the Lord will start his new life as a newborn child.

The flower on the other side is blood-colored, and the fluorescent light flows out from the stamens and wraps around the flower body. The strange blood color reflects on Bei Yi's face, which is creepy.

Looking from a distance, there is a blood-red light shining on the dark sea, moving slowly on the vast sea.

"Li Linfu, you might as well leave here with me and go to the human world."

"The old slave understands the Lord's good intentions. Six hundred years have passed and the old slave has already adapted to the life in the underworld. Sending the Lord away this time is the old slave's heart's wish. I only wish that the Lord will have smooth sailing, a safe and smooth life, and everything will go as he wishes." Li Linfu paddled.

"Lord, the reincarnation realm has arrived, and the old slave will be sent here."

Bei Yi got off the boat and walked towards the square pavilion in the center of the Netherworld Sea. There was only a deep well in the pavilion. Entering this well can lead to reincarnation: "Go back, don't think about it!"

After watching the boat leave, he walked to the well. All the past events were reflected in his mind. Master, senior brother, and the person he had hated for six hundred years were all in the past. Reincarnation meant new life. He will forget all the past, return to the world without any sins, experience birth, old age, illness and death, and maybe meet a lover, which is not bad. Thinking of this, Bei Yi smiled, and black demonic energy bloomed from his fingertips, blending Bianhua into his belly.

He looked up at the sky of the underworld, where the crescent moon hung in the sky, and waves of dizziness came to his head.

"Xiao Xianjun, you look like an immortal in the sky."

"Xiao Xianjun, you and I have slept in the same bed for the past seven days. In any case, we have had "skin contact" with you. You must be responsible for me."

"Xiao Xianjun, will you marry me?"

……

"Han Ziyu, you killed him, I want you to die!"

"Sleeping for three years is no different than a dead fish. If you want your disciples to survive, please cooperate with me."

"Han Ziyu, I don't allow you to die. If you dare to die, I will destroy the world and bury you with you. You are not allowed to die... What did you say, let me go? What did you let me go? Ten years? What ten years?"

"Han Ziyu, I will let you go."

……

"Bei Yi, are you a human? You are just a ghost. I shouldn't have saved you back then. You are a wolf-hearted thing. How could you treat him like this? He is your uncle. He is your uncle."

……

"Return Master's body to me. He hopes that the Immortal Lord on the top of the cliff should not stay in this filthy place like yours. It will taint his heart."

……

"The ten-year agreement is over..."

Huge waves rolled in, and he fell dizzy into the Netherworld Sea. The biting chill hit him. He opened his terrifying eyes and tried his best to swim upstream.

Countless evil spirits came from the bottom of the sea and bit into his soul.

"Soul, fresh soul"

"He is mine, he is mine"

“What a fresh soul”

"Don't grab it"

"Mine, he is mine, such a fresh soul, such a fierce spirit"

His soul was torn apart by thousands of ghosts. The moment it shattered, it was as if he saw a blurry figure coming from the bottom of the sea with a little starlight. The blurry figure was very much like him. After all, it would not be him. When he died, his soul was gone. Destroyed, never to exist again.

He smiled, swallowed his belly full of seawater from the Netherworld Sea, and then passed out completely.