On How to Properly Engage a Deadly Enemy

Yun Chen watched Xie Guixin turn and leave without saying a word.For a long while, he lowered his eyes and looked at the bottom of the water, his trembling right hand.

The fingers curled up a little bit, clenched tightly, and the pain went deep into the bone marrow.

Hundreds of years have passed, and he still vaguely remembers the pain when his hand was cut off by Xie Guixin... He obviously has a vague memory of this person, why...it still hurts.

Jiu Mo stood on the city wall with his clothes on and a lamp in his hand. He frowned as he looked at the camp of cultivators not far away.

Recently, the Demon Realm has been too chaotic. After Xie Guixin's death, the Demon Realm split up to Wu Wanghai being burned dry, and the Demon Realm was attacked, it was only more than 100 years.

In the world of comprehension, Yun Chen, a rare talent from the world, came out, but the lord of the demon world was already dead.Together, he and Duan Wumi are not Yunchen's opponent. If the four demon kings join forces, they may be able to draw with Yunchen. Unfortunately, Li Shang has a feud with him, so he will never come to help him.

Suddenly there was a wave of spiritual power under the city wall, Jiu Mo frowned slightly, "Sneak attack?"

Throwing down two jade stones casually, the jade stones turned into puppets in the air, holding a long knife, and slammed down, slashing fiercely at someone who came forward to attack.

Hearing the sound of metal and iron colliding, Jiu Mo stretched out his consciousness and attached himself to the puppet, and just when his eyes became clear, he saw Xie Guixin's enlarged face.

"Jiu Mo, I'm back."

Jiumo was shocked, quickly took away the puppets, and lay down on the edge of the city wall, only to see Xie Guixin climbing on the wall, climbing up little by little.Seeing Jiumo, he quickly waved, "Quick, quick! Pull me up."

Jiumo: "..."

A few puppet threads popped out, and Jiu Mo pulled Xie Guixin up, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Xie Guixin sighed, patted the dust on his clothes, looked at Jiu Mo's pale face, raised his eyebrows, "I heard you were injured?"

"That's right." Jiu Mo said calmly, "But there's nothing serious about it."

Xie Guixin heaved a sigh of relief, "It wasn't long after I climbed out of Wuwanghai that I heard the news that the cultivation world was attacking the Southern Territory. Really, it won't let people stop for a moment."

Jiu Mo walked around Xie Guixin several times, patted him on the shoulder, and frowned, "Is this body a spirit body?"

"That's right." Xie Guixin sighed, "You still expect the shell Yunchen made to be a demon body?"

Jiu Mo sighed, "It's my fault. I stole this shell at the beginning, but I accidentally lost it to Wu Wang Hai."

Xie Guixin: "..." So it was you.

"Is there anything wrong with your body?" Jiu Mo frowned, "If there is anything wrong, the subordinates can make several bodies at any time."

Xie Guixin waved his hand, "No need." He turned around, looked at the camp of the comprehension world under the city tower, sighed after a long while, "I have notified the Northern Territory and the Eastern Territory, and they will probably come to support you, just hold on .”

Jiu Mo frowned, "Li Shang? Will he come?"

"You killed his mother, he must be wishing for your death, how could he come?" Xie Guixin raised his eyebrows, "The one who came was the last and last Demon Lord of the Western Regions."

"Mo Chen?" Jiu Mo frowned, "Is he still alive?"

"That's right," Xie Guixin sat on the city wall, looked up at the moon above his head, pursed his lips, "My father, he's not dead either."

Jiu Mo froze instantly, "Xie Kurong? Did you see him?"

"That's right." Xie Guixin sighed, "I don't know the entanglement between you and my parents, but," Xie Guixin turned his head, "I fought with you back then, even if I almost killed you, but you later You treated me very well, I know that this kind of kindness is all due to my mother, but I still want to thank you for taking care of me back then."

Xie Guixin sighed, "Since you don't intend to, you don't have to force it, why bother yourself?"

Jiu Mo lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then chuckled lightly, his voice hoarse, "You don't understand."

Xie Guixin looked at Jiumo for a while, then sighed, "Let's go, go and discuss countermeasures, we must not allow the cultivation world to invade the Demon Realm. They all want to occupy it, their appetite is too great, and they must not be allowed to succeed."

Jiumo was embraced by Xie Guixin, and forced to walk under the city wall. He turned his head and glanced at Xie Guixin. The tattoo on the other's face was gone, as if the hatred, anger, and sorrow of those years had disappeared together.

Even the expression in his eyes is flying, he seems to have washed away all the dark and negative things before, leaving only the cleanest part, which makes people jealous.

"You... have figured it out?" Jiu Mo said silently.

"I figured it out," Xie Guixin chuckled, "They are all people who died once, what happened in the past is so important, let's live in the present."

Not far away, there was a man standing under the city gate, wrapped in a pitch-black robe, quietly holding a lamp, looking at Jiumo, and silently saluted, "Your Majesty."

Jiu Mo hummed and walked straight past the man.Xie Guixin raised his eyes and glanced at that person, the hood was pressed down extremely low, completely covering that face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.Quietly followed behind them, like a shadow.

This is one of Jiumo's personal attendants. Xie Guixin had always thought that the other person was also a puppet, but only later did he realize that he was alive.

I don't know what kind of face is hidden under the hood.

Mo Shiba came here with the Demon King of the Northern Territory and other demons, but he and Xie Guixin staggered by one day.The Demon Monarchs of the Four Realms and Xie Guixin gathered together again, and immediately spread the news to the comprehension camp that Xie Guixin, the Demon Lord of the Demon Race, was resurrected, united with the four domains of the Demon Realm, and came back again.

Maybe it's because Xie Guixin's reputation is too famous. Moreover, if the demon world is scattered, it is easy to break through one by one. Once the demon world is united, it will be difficult to parry.

The cultivators certainly want to get rid of this malignant tumor in the Demon Realm, but if the two really try their best, they will lose both sides.The demons are not afraid of killing, but if the monks are too murderous, the catastrophe will be very fierce.

Just when the demon-subduing team composed of cultivators was about to attack again, Yunchen said that something happened in Qingwu Mountain and needed to be resolved urgently, and then he left directly with a group of Qingwu disciples.

Everyone who was counting on Yunchen to fight Xie Guixin again, "..."

Hearing that Yun Chen had left, the Allied Forces of the Four Realms of the Demon Realm were gearing up.

The general situation was over, the Demon Subduing Alliance fell apart, and quickly retreated from the Demon Realm.Xie Guixin ate and drank well in Jiumo's palace, and wandered around by the way, asking people to search for the existence of the Heavenly Demon Body.

Because now he has become a Taoist cultivator himself, so he can't come forward at all.Anyway, after he was disfigured back then, he basically never showed his face in front of anyone other than the Demon Lord of the Four Regions, so he simply asked Mo Shiba to pretend to be him to boost the morale of the army.I don't know what Yunchen was thinking, but he didn't expose it and left directly.

By the time all the cultivators had left the Demon Realm, Xie Guixin had already visited the Southern Territory and caught more than a dozen Heavenly Demon Bodies. The ones that were still teachable were taken by Mo Shiba, and the ones that were not teachable were burned on the spot.

When the demons were integrated and asked Xie Guixin to continue to be the boss, Xie Guixin had already quietly left a letter, carried a small burden, and ran away through the teleportation circle alone while Jiumo was busy.

Leaving Jiumo blushing at the letter paper alone.

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Chi Yue lifted into the sky, and the corpses of demons lay on the ground, one after another.Countless spiritless monsters dragged their corpses to clean up the battlefield.

A pair of snow-white hands picked up the scattered limbs on the ground, tore off the flesh, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed silently. After a while, he spit out the flesh and blood in one gulp.

"Damn, it's unpalatable."

The tall and slender young man was wrapped in a black robe, stood among the corpses, looked at the blood-red moon above his head, and after a while, walked towards the barrier gap where the cultivators retreated.

The monks retreated hastily, even the teleportation array was not completely cleared.The young man stretched out his hand, and his snow-white fingers penetrated into the small gap left by the teleportation array, and then, with a fierce pull, he tore open the gap that was originally closed.

The young man put his nose close to the mouth of the barrier and sniffed lightly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Eat."

Then, the whole person squeezed into the entrance of the barrier, wrapped in a ball of white light, and disappeared in place.

At this time, Xie Guixin was walking on the avenue of the human world with his burden on his back, feeling refreshed.

Hundreds of years later, plus he died once, the arrest warrant for him has been withdrawn long ago, and he no longer has to worry about being hunted down, Xie Guixin wandered around the streets.

He was born to be good-looking, and he liked to laugh, so he attracted the souls of many little girls along the way.

It was even worse when passing the flower boat, the veil smashed him all over with silk flowers, Xie Guixin embraced the Luopa sachet, and looked upstairs, only to see many Yingyingyanyans winking at him.

"Young master, come up."

Xie Guixin has lived for several lifetimes, this is the first time he is favored by a girl with his face, but unfortunately... he doesn't like women with big breasts and thin waists anymore.

Yunchen's cold face suddenly popped up in his mind, and he couldn't help but curl his lips. Xie Guixin raised his hand and threw Luopa in his arms up again, waved at the girls behind him, and walked towards the end of the long street with a sword on his back. went.

Qingwu Mountain.

Yun Chen stood at the entrance of the hall, lightly hooking his fingers, a stream of water was led by him to the foot of the peach tree at the entrance, the water penetrated and moistened the soil.

The Qingwu disciple on the side watched his emperor watering the tree, and the corners of his lips twitched involuntarily, "Dare to ask the emperor, the most important thing you said in the devil world is... come back and water the peach tree?"

"Yeah." Yunchen collected the water, turned around and looked at the Qingwu disciple behind him, his eyebrows were light, "Why? This reason is not perfect?"

"No." Qingwu disciple replied immediately, "This is not a reason, but a rather critical matter. If the peach trees are not watered, there will be fewer fruits this year, and there will be another plate of dessert on your table, Dijun."

Yun Chen hummed, then raised his head, and glanced at the lush peach tree above his head, spring had passed, and there were small blue peaches hanging on the peach branches, hidden among the branches and leaves, shaking with the branches.

The disciples of Qingwu Mountain all know that their emperor is sick.For example, he doesn't like desserts, but he still asks people to prepare a large number of pastries and send them to the hall, but in the end they take them out intact.

There are also wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the main hall. There are so many gold and silver artifacts, but his emperor asked people to find a lot of fruit stones of a certain kind of fruit, and strung them into white porcelain cups to make wind chimes.Hang one every year.

Another example is Dijun's paintings. When tidying up Dijun's study, there are always a few discarded manuscripts. Among them are either a person's back or a pair of peach blossom eyes.

At first they thought it was their own emperor who was thinking of spring, but later found that the emperor had never left the mountain for hundreds of years. Where did the people come from to make him think?

Therefore, all the disciples in Qingwu felt that their emperor was probably mentally ill.

The author has something to say: Second update!

There is a third update, but it will be very late today, everyone, don’t wait, watch it tomorrow morning, okay=￣ω￣=