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Master Fang Ding's thoughts changed sharply, he drew out his sword and angrily reprimanded: "Monarch Bei Cang, how dare you be so arrogant! We can't just sit and wait for death, let's all go up together and fight him—"

Just as the word "Fighting" was out of the mouth, there was a sudden humming all around, and a gust of wind swept the ground, almost blowing people's eyes.

Master Fang Ding subconsciously blocked his face with his sleeve, but felt an inexplicable force coming, and the hand holding the sword suddenly disappeared.

At this moment when she couldn't see anything, Master Fang Ding felt as if there was a cold breath that was close at hand. She felt terrified for a moment, and tried to open her eyes to see, but there was a sharp and cold pain in her chest. meaning.

The wind suddenly stopped, people turned their heads and found that Mrs. Fang Ding had been nailed to a tree as a chest.

In the blink of an eye, two people were killed in a row, and they disappeared without a trace.

The unknown death enveloped all the monks, making them no longer dare to fight against it.

Some people had already responded to Mrs. Fang Ding's call and were about to launch an attack on Rong Huang, but at this time there was a lot of choking, and they all threw their weapons to the ground.

Some people even knelt down on their knees, begging bitterly: "Devil Lord, we were obsessed with ghosts for a while and broke into Lihentian, but we only asked for money, and there was no malice! I will exchange the things I took from here and return them Please Demon Lord... raise your hand high and let us live!"

Gao Xiulin already regretted coming here, but seeing their actions now, she felt even more blush.

Only Bei Cang Mojun sneered and said: "The so-called famous family is upright, but that's what it is!"

As soon as the words fell, thousands of sharp lights appeared from the purple mist, and for a while, it was like a ghostly cold wave rising ferociously, covering the sky and covering the sun!

In an instant, the surroundings were dark, the wind was miserable and the rain was severe, and the gnawing coercion came, twisting the muscles and bones, and frightening the mind, as if it wanted to directly crush the monks who were surrounded by ants into powder.

Gao Xiulin only felt that his chest was suffocated, he could hardly breathe, his inner breath was boiling like a fire burning his internal organs, and at the same time, he felt an indescribable chill outside his body.

The two heavens of ice and fire, the internal and external pincers, the pain was tormented to the extreme, but he couldn't even faint, so he had to feel his own death helplessly.

"Am I going to die?"

——Gao Xiulin thinks so.

And at this moment, the sky suddenly brightened!

A flash of sword energy struck with a ten thousand zhang golden light in an instant, resounding like the sun and the moon shining together, the clouds in the sky rolled up, the black air dissipated in a blink of an eye, and the sun shone through the clouds.

The sword energy approached the place where Bei Cang Mojun's voice came, and there was also a purple awn suddenly lit up, two huge forces collided, between the flowing clouds and the sunlight, there was a patter of light rain.

For a moment, the translucent purple mist floated in the forest, and the neon lights refracted by the raindrops set up, which was so beautiful and breathtaking.

The pain and coercion on the monks were gone, and they all knew that they had just turned around at the gate of hell, covered in cold sweat, and they all collapsed on the ground, unable to speak for a while.

After a while, Beicang Mojun's voice sounded again, with a little more inexplicable emotion than before.

"Who is coming?"

Just now, there was a chuckle from the direction where the sword energy came from: "Why do you ask questions knowingly?"

The voice is not high, but it seems to come from the ear clearly, and it falls to the heart, and it makes people feel happy inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, at the junction of the blue sky and the purple mist, a shadow-like figure slowly appeared, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the drizzle had just stopped, the neon lights had not dissipated, the sun was pouring in, and the sky was full of brilliant light, so he pierced through the bright golden color and stepped into the forest calmly.

The wide sleeves of the white shirt fell like flowing haze, fluttering like dancing in the surging clouds.

As the person's footsteps fell, the evil atmosphere around him melted away, the road in front of him was paved with clouds, thousands of trees bloomed on both sides, and the sky was full of flowers and rain.At this moment, all the legendary weapon weapons on everyone's body let out a shuddering hum, restraining their sharpness.

This eerie and treacherous Lihentian was filled with vitality in the blink of an eye.

As this person's face became clearer, almost everyone held their breaths for this alluring face. For some reason, even the Demon Monarch Bei Cang stopped talking after asking the question "Who is here?" .

"The willows are soft and the wind is soft, the dew is red and the smoke is green, the spring has come, and it is the time to entertain guests."

The visitor said with a smile: "After so many years, the devil doesn't even remember his old friends, so I have no choice but to be cheeky and come here uninvited. I hope I don't take offense."

He glanced at the crowd, as if he had greeted everyone, but also as if he didn't notice anyone: "Next, Xuantian Tower, Ye Huaiyao."

The startled Hong Pianzhao killed Dong Junqiao with a smile.The sword breaks the moon and the frost dawns.Let's go, the pride in the world belongs to Ye Huaiyao. 1

The word "Ye Huaiyao" was unknown a few months ago. It was not until the news of Ming Sheng's resurrection gradually spread in the rivers and lakes that his real name was finally known to the world.

It's just that I've heard the description of that charm thousands of times, but it's still not as good as seeing it once.

As soon as this remark came out, almost everyone gasped.

——Unexpectedly, Mingsheng would come here in person.

Today, he survived several times of near-death, but he actually got to see these two great figures, and he didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

Mingsheng has almost become a legend in the world, but no one doubts the opponent's words, because of course he is the one who can make such a sword, and it can only be him.

After a while, Bei Cang Mojun seemed to chuckle slightly, and said slowly: "Today is probably really an auspicious day, I didn't expect you to be willing to come to me in person... The stories of old friends are so precious, I dare not forget them of."

His tone was actually very gentle, completely devoid of the yin and yang aura just now, with a hidden knife hidden in his smile.

Legend has it that the two died because they fought to the death after the appointment. As a result, at first glance, they seemed to have a very good relationship, and they didn't know what was going on in the middle.

Compared with them, Ye Huaiyao knew in his heart that Rong Huan's temper was just like this, he would turn his face and deny others after a few soft words.

He didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, he just said happily: "It's good that I don't forget, then it will be much more convenient for me to talk to you."

Rong Wang said: "Mr. Yun Qi came here to save these bastards who stole things?"

Ye Huaiyao smiled and said, "No, I'm here for you."

Rong Zhuan whispered: "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "That's right. It's a pity that I came today to catch up with the excitement. I felt that the smell of blood was too choking, so I stopped it. I hope you can see our friendship for many years, don't be surprised." .”

The questions and answers of the two are very common, but it is related to whether other people can save this life.

Gao Xiulin was listening by the side, and he didn't know if he was crazy, but he somehow felt that the mood of this Demon King seemed to be much better than before the arrival of Ming Sheng.

Could it be that there are so many erroneous rumors in the world that these two people are really friends rather than enemies?

Then they made an appointment at Yaotai back then, and what kind of fight was it?

Amidst the turbulent thoughts, Mojun Beicang sighed and said: "I really want to kill this group of people today, but since you don't like it, forget it...Kunying."

Those demon soldiers and generals have been standing there in darkness since their appearance, and when they heard the order from Beicang Demon Lord, someone came out of the line and knelt down on one knee: "The last general is here!"

Demon Monarch Beicang said lightly: "Take this group of people to the exit, each of them needs a right arm, keep one for the other - stay away, don't let the smell of blood come here."

The entire Demon Realm seemed to be controlled by the Demon King's consciousness. When he spoke, the two corpses and blood on the ground had been swallowed up by the surging soil, and there was no trace or breath left in a blink of an eye.

After Rong Wang finished speaking, he deliberately paused, as if waiting for Ye Huaiyao to have any other comments, but Ye Huaiyao just stood beside him with a smile on his hands behind his back, without commenting on it.

As the leader of the Righteous Path, he naturally couldn't watch the Demon Lord massacre monks with cruel means.But Ye Huaiyao is upright but not pedantic, and Zhao Dingquan and others trespassed in Lihentian for their own self-interest, and used despicable means to secretly plot against their companions, which is not a good thing at all.

Regardless of the evil way or the righteous way, each has its own boundaries, trespassing on other people's territories and stealing treasures, even if this happened in Xuantian Tower, Ye Huaiyao would not ask Rong Huang to be merciful and merciful, to forgive them.

——Besides, if he really made such an unreasonable request, the Demon Lord would not be able to listen.

These monks thought that Ming Sheng came and seemed to have a friendly conversation with the Demon Lord, and they would definitely be able to save them unscathed, but they didn't expect such a result in the end.

If the right hand is lost, many people's hundreds of years of hard training will be tantamount to nothing, and they will be half useless after that.

A disciple of the Changshan sect couldn't help but hissed and shouted: "Ming Sheng! How can you only save half of the life you saved? Cutting off a person's right hand is so cruel, if you sit back and ignore it, it is against the way of chivalry..."

Ye Huaiyao didn't turn his head back, and said with a smile: "Devil Lord, this man scolded me, I won't ask for his love."

The disciple thought that Mingsheng was soft-hearted and easy to talk, but he didn't get the desired result at all.After being stunned, he suddenly felt a cold light approaching his face, and a blood-colored evil spirit shot towards him like a snake, hitting his chest heavily, sending him flying several feet away, and several ribs were broken.

Under such a serious injury, he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, but was forced by that coercion, and swallowed it alive.

A figure appeared three steps away from Ye Huaiyao, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "I said before, don't see blood here."

Beicang Demon Lord finally revealed his true face.

Xuanyi Jin Pei, wide sleeves fluttering, a hair crown tied up the black hair high, the whole person looks clean and elegant, a small red tear mole appeared on the corner of the left eye, which was given to this pair of eyes for no reason. The handsome facial features added a bit of sadness.

At this moment, he straightened his sleeves, raised his eyes and looked around, with contempt in the corners of his brows and eyes, and an indescribable sternness in his eyes. This temperament can only be born naturally after being tempered in countless corpses and blood seas. Can't pretend.

When Rong Wang revealed his true face, all the demon soldiers knelt down, and a group of monks were startled by the evil spirit on the other side, but they didn't expect Ming Sheng to really say no matter what, they were all shocked Unable to speak out, there was a look of panic on his face.

When Rong Huan made a move, Ye Huaiyao stood beside him indifferently, his handsome eyes half-downcast, staring at a small flower on the ground.

At this time, he raised his head and smiled gently, and said unhurriedly: "If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences yourself. I have saved your life and you need to know how to appreciate it. Everyone, please go ahead."

Mingsheng's innate dignity and majesty made people dare not question him any more at this moment, and they left obediently one by one.

Ye Huaiyao just turned his head and saw that Rong Wang was looking at him, their eyes met, Rong Wang obviously didn't expect him to turn around suddenly, he was startled, and suddenly looked away.

This action instantly dilutes the domineering and sternness on his body, and it is rare to show a bit of embarrassment.

Ye Huaiyao was fine at first, but when he saw Rong Wang like this, he couldn't help thinking about what happened under Yaotai last time.

At that time, the two of them slept together, it was a catastrophe, they didn't even have time to exchange a few words, and it was the first time after that time that they stood in the same place again.

But what can I say, "Mojun, you have a good figure?" "Ming Sheng, your skin is pretty good."

After all, Ye Huaiyao just rubbed the corner of his lower lip with his fingers, coughed dryly, and felt a little embarrassed.

The two of them didn't speak, and the people around didn't dare to interrupt.The demon soldiers and generals on the side were completely forgotten by the boss, and knelt a little far away, a little bit like crying.

The demon soldiers and demon generals who surrounded the monks outside Lihentian before have also turned back. They wanted to report the situation, but just in time for Mingsheng to report his name, the demon king revealed his true face. At this time, he was also kneeling in the first row. See .

An Ling, the demon general who was restrained by Ye Huaiyao before, whispered, "How long shall we kneel?"

Meng Qu next to him didn't raise his head, and also whispered: "I don't know."

An Ling muttered in a low voice: "I've been fighting outside for more than an hour, and now I'm kneeling for a stick of incense. I'm so tired. Your Majesty said that being a devil should be serious, and Shen Leng should talk less, but I really don't want to chat with others." Damn I can't stand it."

Meng Qu rolled his eyes and ignored him, while An Ling talked, but fell into deep self-doubt.

"Strange." He said to himself, "Aren't I a demon? I was born by my mother and those sinister bastards of the human race?"

Meng Channel: "Keep your voice down, don't let Ming Sheng hear. He is human! Otherwise, if you provoke the king to be angry, he said that he will wring your head off and hollow it out for the Zou Wu beast who guards the temple to use as a job. "

An Ling said: "Even if I scold Ming Sheng, Your Majesty will not be angry, right? By the way, is the relationship between his old man and Ming Sheng good or not? Why is there a portrait of Ming Sheng in the dormitory? not talking?"

Meng Qu was so annoyed by his babbling, he didn't seem to listen at all, and kept saying "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" until he realized that the other party seemed to have said something unintentionally that shocked him, then he suddenly turned his head and asked: " Portrait? What? How do you know!"

An Ling said: "My own eyes..."

Meng Qu pricked up his ears.

It's a pity that before An Ling could say anything behind, Rong Huan suddenly threw down his sleeves, and the magic energy was wrapped in the gravel on the ground, directly throwing An Ling, a burly man who likes to break his mouth, out seven times. Eight meters, a deep hole was smashed out on the ground.

Rong Zhuan said coldly: "Go away."

He used the word "du", which naturally hit all the magic soldiers and generals, so everyone finally didn't have to kneel down, and they were told to leave one after another, and some people whispered as they walked:

"Your Majesty is so wise, Anling is beaten to relieve her hatred, damn it, I'm going to annoy me to death!"

There is a strong demonic energy in Lihentian. Ye Huaiyao grew up in the Lingshan Mountain when he was young. He is not used to standing here, and there is a buzzing sound in his ears.

He could vaguely hear the conversations of some of the demon generals, and guessed that they were discussing "how to maintain a high-cold image of a demon". He thought it was interesting and couldn't help laughing.

Ye Huaiyao was naturally fond of laughing, and Rong Huan had a surly temper. When he turned his head, there was still some anger on his brows. When he turned his head and saw the smile on Ye Huaiyao's lips, he was slightly startled, and his eyes softened again.

Rong Wang said: "Mr. Yunqi, the air here is dirty, I'm afraid you won't be used to it. If you have anything to do, please go outside and talk about it."

Ye Huaiyao really didn't get used to it, and the arrogant tone was not so eccentric, it shouldn't be ironic, I couldn't help but feel that people would be much more sensible after being resurrected from the dead, and even the Demon Monarch Beicang wasn't that crazy up.

With the idea of ​​"letting the old things go, and looking forward to a bright future together", he said with a smile, "Success, it's the same everywhere."

Lihentian is located in the west of the wilderness, with the snow peak of the cold city in the north, and the Siling River in the west, where the Lihe River and the Huangshui River meet, and the scenery is quite magnificent.

After Ye Huaiyao and Rong Huan came out of the misty Lihentian, they realized that it was already sunset outside, the clouds in the sky were as bright as fire, and the mountains were dimly illuminated, and a flock of tired birds fluttered their wings and fled into the forest .

The two were walking side by side, Ye Huaiyao's personality was more lively, but because he was thinking about what he wanted to say, he didn't speak much, and Rong Wang was not a talkative person, so the atmosphere between the two became quiet .

Rong Huang slowed down his pace a little, and walked a little behind Ye Huaiyao. From this angle, he could look at the overlapping shadows of the two people on the mountain wall unscrupulously, as intimate as hugging, and he could also stare at each other. Ye Huaiyao's side face was stained with the glow of the setting sun, deeply engraved in his heart.

He didn't know what the demon king was up to, he might as well have been relaxed and happy when he was just that lonely, poor and humble boy.

Perhaps only then can he try to deceive himself, as if he is really standing on the same stand with Ye Huaiyao wholeheartedly, and has been getting along so intimately.

This illusion woven by accidents is like a poisonous dream, knowing that it is drinking poison to quench thirst, but still unable to stop.

Every smile and every word of Ye Huaiyao made him feel ecstatic and heartbroken.

For a few moments, some crazy and venomous thoughts almost appeared in his heart because of this torture.

I want to keep this illusion at all costs, and I want to keep this illusion of possession by any means.

But the almost morbid paranoia finally couldn't overcome the cherishment engraved in his bone marrow, so he still chose to consciously and cruelly restrain his own desires.

After all, it was just a dream. When he opened his eyes, reality and identity were still like shackles, firmly imprisoning him outside a certain boundary.Love deeply, keep silent.

In Rong Wang's heart, he hoped that this road could be longer, but there was not much distance, and he arrived near a lonely pavilion. Ye Huaiyao said: "The scenery here is very good, and the devil would you like to show respect and come with me?" Sit down?"

Rong Zhuang showed a slight smile, a little cold and indifferent, firmly covered the frost and fire in his chest, and said: "That's fine."

Ever since we met again, Rong Huang has always been nice and friendly, but this extremely gentle and obedient attitude of cooperation made Ye Huaiyao feel a little hairy in his heart.

He murmured to himself, he didn't know whether the revived Beicang Demon Lord was taken away by someone or he was out of his mind, why is it so strange?

The two sat facing each other, Ye Huaiyao took a bit of a test, waved the folding fan and shook it a few times, with a gentle face, said: "Over the years, we have had a lot of contacts, but like this Is it the first time to sit down and talk calmly?"

Rong Wang felt that it was abnormal for him to have too many good days. The feelings that had been suppressed forcibly just now turned over in his heart several times when he heard the word "we".

He secretly bit the tip of his tongue, took a deep breath and said, "This is what it should be. There is no balance between good and evil. Ming Sheng stands proudly on the peak of the immortal way, and he was born with the light. My place in the demon realm is too bloody. It's not the place you should come to. I'm surprised and delighted to be here today."

The last sentence is not a lie, he is really happy, no matter when and under what circumstances, it is a blessing for him to be able to look at Ye Huaiyao more.

Ye Huaiyao could hear the meaning of drawing a clear line in Rong Wang's words, he knew in his heart that the two sides were born with different positions, even if it could be regarded as sharing adversity, it is impossible to be friends in this life.

But this time, it is necessary to cooperate temporarily.

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "The devil thinks that I am presumptuous and wants to chase away the guests. Please don't worry, I only have three questions to ask. I will leave immediately after you answer them. I will never stay longer."

From Ye Huaiyao's standpoint, there was no problem with these words, and it fell into Rong Hua's ears, but it was like being stabbed by a silver needle in the softest part of his heart, and the humble joy disappeared.

His expression didn't change at all, but the light in his eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice, "If you have anything to say, Mr. Yun Qi, just speak up."

"it is good."

Ye Huaiyao looked straight into Rong Wang's eyes and said, "First, was it you who killed Yu Henjun outside the Huicheng sub-helm back then? Second, did you know in advance that the Yaotai will suddenly collapse? Third, you—why did you save me?"

He asked these three questions in a series, all of which pointed to the key points, concise and sharp, leaving no room for circles.

Rong Huang raised his eyes and saw Ye Huaiyao staring at him with a solemn expression. In that gaze, there was a kind of courage enough to make all living beings bow their heads.

——At this moment, he is the Mingsheng of Xuantianlou.

The author has something to say: Note:

1 Actually, I wrote a poem and a word for Yaoyao, and asked my friends to choose it on Weibo. There were many words I liked, so I posted it.

Sometimes I feel that poetry is also quite suitable, so let's leave it at that.

"Sit with a smile and live in spring, and draw your sword to kill Dong Jun. The beauty in the world is Ye Huaiyao."

I tried my best to write this conversation between Wang Zai and Yaoyao a little petting, a tacit understanding, a little embarrassed and a feeling of mutual speculation, alas, the relationship between the boss is so complicated.

The devils try their best to pretend that they are cruel and cruel every day (√)