The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

The sky was red with blood.

The deafening war drums were still ringing, making people panic. The eyes of soldiers from the two worlds were bloodshot, limbs and arms were all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

He froze, his whole body was cold, staring at the god in mid-air——

The man was covered in blood, and his whole body was dazzling red.He was seriously injured, blood leaked from the armor, it was unknown how many wounds he had on his body.The man he fought with obviously didn't get much benefit, his black robe was torn and his wounds were grim, but he still had the upper hand because of his cultivation.

"Don't struggle, why bother." The Demon Emperor's mace slammed into the black gold ancient sword, his voice was cold, "The level of cultivation is insurmountable, why bother to hold on, you will feel better if you hurt me a little more? "

Changbai snorted.

"Stop now, I guarantee you will not die." The mace in the Demon King's hand was as fast as lightning, and he bullied Changbai, saying: "As long as you belong to me, when I take down the fairy world, you will still be your god of war in the fairy world, free and easy , nothing has changed."

"Oh? Then..." The black gold ancient knife broke through the wind, and the man raised his eyebrows, "Sounds good."

The Demon Emperor frowned, looked at the god of war in the fairy world who was covered in wounds but was holding a broken knife tightly, and said coldly: "I have shown enough sincerity, don't be ignorant of compliments."

"Praise?" Changbai snorted.He suddenly withdrew the knife, moved back a distance, and said: "Since you want to flatter me, then allow me to say something."

The Demon Emperor frowned at him.

Changbai turned his head to look at another place.

He looked at the Xianjun who rushed over.

The broken knife was stabbed to the side, and because of the loss of strength, he leaned crookedly on the knife. The wound on his back from the right shoulder to the left waist collapsed due to the violent movement, bloody and bloody, and became many wounds on his body The most glaring one among them is the wound that Xianjun cut off with his own hands in a few days.

Xianjun's heart hurt like a needle, but the man didn't seem to care.If one ignores the hideous wounds on his body, at this moment he seems to be as carefree as before, with his brows and eyes full of coquettish ease.

Xianjun frowned tightly.

The man looked at Xianjun for a moment with that indifferent expression, like they had done countless times before they fell into a deadlock, looking at each other from a distance, wanting to talk.

However, after a long time, the man slowly put down his mask.

His eyes were empty, helpless and powerless, as if he had put all the unwillingness of these hundreds of years into his eyes, and then it all disappeared with the wind, leaving only the helpless despair.He looked at Xianjun silently for a long time, smiled wryly, and did not call him "little prime minister" with a smile, nor did he call him "smiling tiger" like when he was angry, but slowly said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Master Zhou Yanheng , why do I... want to know you?"

Why... do I want to know you?

The next moment, he suddenly turned around and faced the Demon Emperor. The Primordial Spirit Orb in his chest emitted a dazzling golden light through his body and armor. The Demon Emperor's eyes widened suddenly, filled with fear, "You...!!"

The ancient black gold knife came through the wind, slashed vertically and then turned a hook to trap the Demon Emperor three feet in front of him. The next moment, the Primordial Spirit Orb hung in the air through his chest, and suddenly burst out a dazzling golden light, more dazzling than the sun and the moon. With a sharp and painful hiss from the Demon Emperor, the Primordial Spirit Orb suddenly exploded, taking the two of them with it, and shattered into countless tiny fragments, which dissipated with the wind...

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Xianjun suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up from the bed, his forehead and temples were covered with cold sweat, his body seemed to be immersed in icy water, and he could not recover from the dream for a long time.

Ever since Mo Wu left the Immortal Realm, whenever he was tired and closed his eyes for a short nap, he would definitely dream of the scene of that year, and wake up feeling chilly, with a stone on his chest.

"Prime Minister." Si Ming's voice sounded from outside, "The Division of Zhanting has sent the revised deployment plan."

"Yeah." Xian Jun closed his eyes and slowed down, then got up, walked to the desk and sat down, and said, "Come in."

Si Ming came in with a picture in his hand, hesitant when he saw the pale face of Xianjun, and put the picture on the desk without asking, and said: "... Zhan Tingsi is already in Wangyue, Jianhong Pavilion, Wu Hidden guard posts have been set up in Yusan to search for them, and guard posts have also been set up in the other two places ordered by the prime minister, and the troops have already been pulled over to station them."

Xianjun nodded, looked at the picture, and thought about it: "Back then, in the great war, the three stakes of the demon world were hit on Wangyue, Bailu Peak and..."

He frowned suddenly.

"He Luoshajian." Si Ming reminded.

"Well, Luoshajian." Xianjun frowned, and his expression was a little strange.

Siming is also a little strange, Xianjun has always had an amazing memory, he can even remember such trivial things as how many people are in any part of the fairy world, and he can't remember even a single thing related to the two worlds of immortals and demons, how could he forget the stakes Location?

He said it was because Mo Wu was taken away, that's why Xianjun was restless. After thinking for a while, he said, "Prime Minister, Fuliu Xuannv has been interrogated."

Xianjun turned to look at him, "How should I say it?"

"Fuliu Xuannv insisted that this matter has nothing to do with her, and she did not see Mr. Mo that day." Si Ming said: "Although some people saw Mr. Mo on the road and indeed went to the direction of the delicacy prison, everyone in the delicacy prison happened to be busy that day. No, no one can be sure whether Mr. Mo has entered the delicacy prison."

"Let it go."

Si Ming: "Yes."

"Send someone to follow her privately to see if there are any suspicious people around her."

Si Ming paused, "Prime Minister still doesn't believe in helping Liu Xuannv?"

"It's been fine for such a long time, but something happened when she asked Mo Wu to go there." Xianjun said: "After she arrived in the fairy world, she ran to the side hall of Zixiao Palace and Tianyuan Palace in different ways, so she had to guard against it."

"That's not because..." Si Ming was stunned, then his expression darkened, and he said, "Yes!"

In a special period, half a potential possibility cannot be let go.

Xianjun pointed to the map of the fairy world, and said: "Are the three previous piles safe?"

"It was all sealed back then, and a high-level sealing spell was placed, so there is no possibility of opening it again." Si Ming said: "Prime Minister, don't worry."

Xianjun nodded, frowned and said: "...find the map near Luoshajian."

Si Ming nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhuxiantai.

Today, Buer finished the discussion with the Zhanting Division, thinking about things all the way, and somehow came to Zhuxiantai.

He looked up for a moment, thought for a while, and walked in, all the way forward, to the deepest point.

I don't want to see people in the always clean Zhuxiantai at this time. I saw a tall and thin fairy with his back facing him, playing with a pot of spider orchids with colorful flowers. There is some fresh air.

"Immortal Lancao, this is..."

The orchid grass fairy turned his head, "ah, it's the Buer fairy." He pointed to the orchid grass and said: "The god of war once said that this flower looks good, and a new one has been opened this year, so I'll give it to the god of war One pot."

Bu Er was slightly dazed, he looked over, and saw that besides the sapphire jug and this pot of bluegrass that had always been there on Changbai’s celestial platform, there were many other things, strange stones from mountains and rivers, ice silk from Jinxiuyuan, Corals in the deep sea...

"Back then, the god of war blew himself up for the sake of the fairy world and burned himself with the devil emperor. No one is grateful to the gods. Now that the two worlds of the fairy and the devil are about to fight again, I can't help. I can do it." Lancao Xianjun said: "These are things he liked before, although he can't see them anymore, it's good to keep them here to accompany him."

"Ah, so..." For some reason, Buer's nose suddenly became a little sore.

"Think about the God of War back then, when he was out of temper and played tricks on everyone in the fairy world, but the place where he is is lively, shining like the sun." Lancao Xianjun sighed with emotion, "there is no God of War in the fairy world these years. , after all, it is different from before..."

"Yes." Bu Er nodded, thinking about Mo Wu who was in the Demon Realm, he suddenly panicked.

Back then Changbai blew up the Demon Emperor into pieces, so that the Demon Realm, which was confident in winning, was defeated like a mountain, and then the 36 films were almost wiped out. How can such hatred be eliminated?Mo Wu is only a mortal body at this time, and if he falls into the hands of the demon world, what kind of torture should he be?

Demon world.

"This is not delicious." Mo Wu spit out half of the pear flower cake in his mouth with his legs crossed, and said to the little follower beside him, "I want that sugar cake!"

At this time, he was in a wooden house not far from the cliff. The house was not big and the layout was simple.The little follower is a young succubus, handsome in appearance, very well-behaved, he is not angry when he is mobbed around, obediently took the sugar cake, and said doubtfully: "Now you are imprisoned here by the emperor, don't be afraid ?"

This person was taken to the Demon Realm by Lord Yunhuo himself, and thrown into this house to be imprisoned. After so many days, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but he should eat, eat and sleep, leisurely like an old man.

"Your majesty took great pains to invite me from the fairy world, why should I be afraid?" Mo Wu tasted the sugar cake, pouted lightly, "Your skills in the devil world are not good, it's worse than that of Fu Liu .”

"Everyone who comes to the Demon Realm is treated as food. Even if they don't have time to be eaten, they can't stand the bloody atmosphere of the Demon Realm. Everyone is scared to death when they come." The little follower frowned: "Also, You were personally arrested by Lord Yunhuo, and all the people who were targeted by the command of Sen Luo died miserably!"

The little follower spoke seriously, and even trembled when he mentioned the name.Mo Wu raised his eyebrows, "That Sen Luo's status in the Demon Realm is not low, right?"

"That's natural!" The little follower said: "Now there are only four departments in the Demon Realm, and the seven departments have the closest relationship between Mr. Sen Luo and the emperor. It is rumored that he is also the cruelest one... You are really miserable."

Mo Wu chuckled, as if he didn't care.

"Master Sen Luo."

The guard's voice sounded outside the door, and the little follower was startled, bent his back, and went to stand by the wall in an orderly manner.

The door opened with a creak, and Sen Luo, who was wearing a black robe and a hood, walked in from the outside. The two candle dragons on the black robe slowly walked away. Even more vivid red on thin lips.

Sen Luo hooked the corner of his mouth, "How is Mr. Mo resting?"

"Okay, of course it's good." Mo Wu raised his eyebrows, "It's just that the pastry is really unpalatable."

"Oh?" Sen Luo looked at the pastry, then turned his head to look at the little follower who was sticking to the wall, he raised his hand slightly, and the little follower screamed immediately, the blood vessels on his arm burst, and blood Flying crash, shocking.Sen Luo said lightly: "Remember, get the best pastry for Mr. Mo next time."

The little follower's face was pale from the pain, trembling uncontrollably, biting his lip, and nodded.

Sen Luo turned to Mo Wu, said with a slight smile, "Mr. Mo, the hospitality was not good enough, I'm neglecting you."

Mo Wu looked at the little follower, then leaned back in his chair, and said slowly: "Master Sen Luo wants to kill chickens and monkeys, so just say it, why hurt innocent people."

"Mr. Mo, what is the matter, the majestic war god of the fairy world came to our demon world, so naturally he should treat each other with the highest etiquette."

Mo Wu snorted and didn't speak.

"The Demon Realm has shown sincerity, should Mr. Mo return some sincerity to us?" Sen Luo walked to the chair next to Mo Wu and sat down, and said without any haste: "Now the two worlds of immortals and demons are about to fight, Mr. Mo is Smart people should understand what I mean."

"You asked me to inquire about the prime minister's strategy against the demon world before, but unfortunately you think too highly of yourself, the prime minister doesn't take you seriously at all, so there is no need for any strategy." Mo Wudao: "It's the same now, Mr. Sen Luo If you want to get something from me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"It seems that Mr. Mo is unwilling to say anything." Sen Luo sighed, and the next moment, an invisible big hand in the air grabbed Mo Wu tightly. The last trace of air must be squeezed out, and the bearing capacity of the bones is approaching the limit. If the big hand puts a little more force on it, Mo Wu's whole body will be crushed into pieces.

The big hand in the air stayed motionless near the limit, Mo Wu's face was pale, his lips trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were blurred because of suffocation, Sen Luo's voice seemed to come from the sky, "I remind Mr. Mo kindly In a word, no matter how heroic the God of War was back then, you are just a mortal at this moment, and torturing you is easier than crushing an ant to death..."

The last trace of air in the chest was also squeezed out, Mo Wu's mind was confused, and strange colorful fragments exploded in front of his eyes, like a fuzzy dream.

The shackles on his body were suddenly loosened, and air rushed into his chest cavity.Mo Wu clutched his painful chest and coughed loudly, with physiological tears from the corners of his eyes, he leaned on the armrest of the carved wooden chair, his face as white as a piece of paper.Seeing him like that, Sen Luo actually felt a little pity - the god who used to compete with the sun and the moon is now just a mortal who can be crushed to death with a single lift of his hand. What could be more embarrassing than this?

Mo Wufu panted for a while on the armrest, and finally relieved the sharp pain in his chest.He leaned back in the chair slowly, lazily, but without a trace of fear, as if what happened just now was just because he was too lazy to bother with Sen Luo.He smiled in a low voice, his good-looking eyebrows became more and more handsome in that smile, with a careless and pity-like disdain, and said: "...What are you doing for such a picture, you dare not kill me?" I."

Sen Luo frowned, stared at him and said, "Why don't I dare to kill you."

"Without me, how do you restrict the fairy world, how can you restrict the prime minister?" Mo Wu raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "If you just want to ask the prime minister's deployment, you don't need to waste time and effort to take me over from the fairy world. Against each other, the first thing the prime minister will do is to see me, save yourself, I am more precious than you in this devil world."

"Oh? Since that prime minister values ​​you so much, you have been in the Demon Realm for several days, why haven't you seen any action in the Immortal Realm?" Sen Luo said coldly, "Your life is not that important to him."

"Really?" Mo Wu chuckled, "I'll have to ask him about it later."

Senra looked at him for a moment.

Mo Wu changed into a comfortable posture, and his voice was laziness, "Back then he saw me completely destroyed, and he destroyed 32 parts of your demon world under his anger. Now that he lost it, it is even more precious than before. No action, but because he knows why the Demon Realm brought me here, he knows that I will be fine, for the sake of the overall situation, there will be no radical behavior at this time, but if I die at this time..."

The corners of Mo Wu's mouth curled up slightly, with a smile that was not a smile, and he said in a calm manner: "...What do you think will happen to him if he gains it and loses it again?"

Sen Luo frowned tightly under the hood, and suddenly thought of something, his body froze.

"Don't worry, I won't seek death by myself to destroy your demon world, I'm not that perverted." Mo Wu waved his hand, "It took so much effort, I have to cherish my life before the matter is over."

Sen Luo frowned even tighter, staring at him through the hood, in disbelief: "...you were brought to the Demon Realm on purpose!"