Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Demonic Realm, Li Ji Palace.

Su Qiyuan's beautiful face was pale until she saw that the two main soul lamps were still burning. Although the flames were weak, they were still very strong. Only then did she feel slightly relieved.

"Someone is coming."

"Saint." Luzhu's figure appeared and bowed gently to Su Qiyuan. In the past few days... the Saint had been guarding in front of the two soul lamps and had never left.

"Go to Wumendi and tell Elder Yun to put his mind at ease."

"Also, I'm giving a suggestion to the four armies in my name. Don't spare any of the monsters you encounter."

"Yes." Luzhu bowed again and then left.

Only Su Qiyuan was left gently stroking the soul lamp belonging to Yu Mu.

"Senior Ma said... that there is no trace of you on the entire continent."

"But the soul lamp is not extinguished, you must still be here, right? You also took my brother away, you have to return my Taoist partner and my brother to me..."

"No matter where you are, you must return it to me..."

...............

In fact, there was no need for Su Qiyuan's suggestion. Among the four armies in the Demon Realm, Na Mo had become the leader, and even the three generals did not care much about military affairs.

What is Mo? That is a real demon! Along the way, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand has devoured countless demon souls. The murderous aura on his body with an extreme bloody smell is not even inferior to Ye Tian who has cultivated the Way of Killing!

Without Yu Mu around, Mo would only smile a little when he saw Lu Xinghe and Meng Qingjiao. Most of the time, he was cold, domineering, cruel and brutal.

It was also at this moment that the army of the Demon Realm truly felt that this Lord Mo, who looked exactly like Shao Zun...he, he was not Shao Zun.

Moreover, there was a kind of aura on him, and now that he was no longer suppressed, this aura was even more obvious! It was an aura that made the demon cultivators inexplicably feel awe from the bottom of their hearts and souls, and they didn't know why.

Lu Xinghe didn't know how many monsters he had killed. He only knew that the feather sword in his hand was stained with too much blood, and the sword light it emitted had a hint of blood.

Even the righteous army was going crazy! They had seen their comrades risking their lives to fight the demon army. It took three, five, or even more to kill a demon in the chaos!

They have also experienced this kind of fight personally, but they survived, carrying the will of their fallen comrades.

They also saw the Young Master of the Demon Realm who was trying to save the collapsing empire. The human genius and another genius were swallowed up by the space cracks and were afraid that they had already fallen.

All this anger was vented on the demon clan's territory, except... they couldn't attack the Demon Saint Palace, which was the center of the demon clan.

As for the rumored young master of the demon race and the six old demons in the Mahayana realm, they seemed to have tacitly approved of this killing...

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Seven days later, rustling noises in the forest scared away some small animals.

The battle robe that Young Master Wen originally wore, which was embroidered with a silver-black phoenix, was now covered in dried blood and was tattered. It no longer looked as luxurious as before...

His hair, which had turned black again, was loose and covered with weeds, like a chicken coop.

He was leaning on a crutch that he had picked up from somewhere, and he was carrying a person taller than him on his back, and they were limping along through the dense forest.

The cultivation that he had just broken into the fusion realm and hadn't had time to show off was gone, the physical strength that was only second to Yu Mu and Mo was gone, and even his spiritual consciousness was gone...

The feeling of fatigue and hunger, which had not been felt for many years, came again. Wen Ruyu knew that he had become a fucking mortal.

His injuries had almost recovered. He became lame because he fell while trying to catch rabbits to eat.

But Yu Mu’s condition is not optimistic. His body is extremely weak and his wounds have not healed yet. If this continues... Yu Mu will die.

Yu Mu's injuries were so severe that even the Jiazi Xundao Pill could not completely heal the injuries and could only barely save his life.

It's no good staying in the jungle like this! I'll starve to death, I can't even beat a deer... If it weren't for the half-dead Yu Mu, Wen Ruyu would have twisted a rope to strangle herself to death out of shame and anger.

So Wen Ruyu had been carrying Yu Mu for three days. They got lost on the first day and encountered a wild boar that chased Wen Ruyu for two miles. Fortunately, Wen Ruyu had a burst of energy, otherwise he would have been eaten by the pig.

Wen Ruyu didn't dare to run around anymore, so he just walked in one direction. During this time... he happened to pick up a dead rabbit. Wen Ruyu found a piece of wood and rubbed it until his palms were covered with blisters, but he couldn't rub out any flames.

Finally, he squeezed some rabbit blood into Yu Mu's mouth, ate some raw meat himself, and occasionally picked up insects from the puddles to eat. Only then did he survive.

It wasn't cold. After all, the clothes they were wearing were precious. Otherwise... they would have frozen to death...

"Would you please stop the fucking chatter?"

Whenever the light in Wen Ruyu's eyes was about to dim, the gray sparrow lying on Yu Mu's shoulder would cry loudly! Wen Ruyu was extremely annoyed, unable to catch it or drive it away, and it was so painful...

“Chichichichichi!”

Wen Ruyu: “…”

"Yu Mu... just hold on. Once we find someone and settle down, you'll be fine."

Wen Ruyu turned his head and patted Yu Mu's face. Yu Mu had been carried on his back the whole time, but he was not worried that he was carrying a corpse. After all, he could feel it if Yu Mu's body was straight.

“Chichichichichichichichichichi!”

Wen Ruyu: “C!!!”

Gray Sparrow looked at Wen Ruyu with contempt, dodged the slap from Wen Ruyu, and continued to lie on Yu Mu's shoulder.

Wen Ruyu had to carry Yu Mu and Gray Sparrow on his back.

However... Wen Ruyu instinctively sensed that this sparrow was a little unusual. Which sparrow would roll its eyes?

Sometimes when he wanted to turn a corner and accidentally made a big turn, the sparrow would call even louder.

So Wen Ruyu almost always walked in a straight line.

"Don't bother me. You probably have some intelligence, right? Wait until I get better. Or if my people find this place, I'll give you a chance."

Wen Ruyu gave Gray Sparrow a kind smile.

But in my heart I was gritting my teeth.

The sage said: If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.

When I get better, I'll find your bird's nest and take it away with all the eggs! Then I'll strip you of your hair and fry you!

"Chi chi chi chi chi!"

The gray sparrow rolled his eyes again.

Another day passed, and the surrounding forests seemed less dense, and Wen Ruyu's nose twitched as if he could smell the scent of fireworks...

His originally dull eyes suddenly brightened up, and he patted Yu Mu gently: "Yu Mu, we are saved! At least we won't starve to death!"

The only thing that responded to him was still the wind in the forest.

Wen Ruyu's steps seemed to be lighter. When he came out of the woods, he saw a small town not far away.

There were no guards on the city walls. It was more like a series of villages and towns. Wen Ruyu didn't care and rushed forward with Yu Mu on his back.

Even though his mind was dizzy and his body had already reached its limit.

Look, the two disheveled, dirty, bloody people soon attracted the attention of other people.

At this time, Lu Xinghe could hardly see clearly. He fell headfirst in front of a house, scaring the people who were about to go home...

He was also very considerate and used himself as a cushion, for fear that Yu Mu would fall.

As for why it fell here... maybe because it's close, or maybe because the family is cooking...

“Grandpa…old man…save…save us…” Wen Ruyu stretched out a hand weakly, like a zombie, and then fainted.

The man, who was only in his early forties, touched his face in confusion.

"Old man... not really."

"hiss!!"

Suddenly, the man realized: "These two are dying! Wife! Wife! Two beggars have come. They are dying! Come out and help me!"