Kill God

"Juying." One of the demon kings who didn't seem to wake up called, and then yawned, as if saying two words was very exhausting.

According to Jueying's words, Yun Yiran once degenerated into a demon king, and happened to be one of the twelve remaining demon kings. Because of that incident, his aura was exhausted and dissipated, and he has not fully cultivated until now.

"If you are the master of hell, all of us will obey you." Yun Yiran stretched again, and suggested with sleepy eyes: "Why make it so complicated?"

"The contract of hell only recognizes him. If you don't want the fire of hell to spread, then only he can." Jue Ying also stretched while being led by him: "Take your time, he will always be stronger than you."

"Ah, I can finally go back to sleep." Yun Yiran yawned and turned to leave. Jue Ying explained why he was the Lord of Hell, so there was no need for him to confront Gu Xiyang.

Regarding this contract, the twelve demon kings naturally wanted to fight for it. At this time, they heard that only Gu Xiyang could be the master of hell, and the rest were extremely upset. A person who did not belong to the demon king came to their place How about being the master?

In fact, Gu Xiyang didn't want to be the Lord of Hell. This position is really a bit of a hot potato. He stopped Xiao Zi who was angry with a smile, and said, "I am just revising the inheritance contract at Jueying's request, and I won't just let it go."

Jue Ying nodded: "He is indeed only helping to restore the inheritance ceremony, and I also promise him that it is up to him to decide whether to stay or not."

"Could it be that even the omnipotent devil can't solve the problem of hellfire, and he needs to modify the inheritance ceremony?" A girl said, tossing her hair and picking at the end.

"I can temporarily suppress the fire of hell." Jue Ying looked at her: "But I won't stay here forever. I'm leaving. Hell has no master. The fire of hell will definitely cover it again."

"Moreover, it will be faster than before." From a distance, Yun Yiran's voice came out, the gentle voice changed in vain, and he was full of anger: "Get out of here, don't disturb my sleep!"

Yun Yiran had a bad reputation, the demon kings surrounding Gu Xiyang looked at each other, they didn't make trouble at this time, and they dispersed back to their own residences.

Xiao Zi and Gu Xiyang didn't expect it to end like this, and they were stunned for a while.

"Let's go." Jue Ying led the way, leading the two to Gu Xiyang's former residence: "Try it."

Because of the contract of the Lord of Hell, no one can enter the room of the Lord of Hell, so Jue Ying dared to let him live here, but Gu Xiyang still has to attend classes, so it is not a long-term residence after all.

Sure enough, Gu Xiyang brought Xiao Zi in without hindrance, and Jue Ying stood beside him thinking for a while, and suddenly remembered that all the sub-worlds have built devil palaces, it seems that only the main world doesn't have it?

"Jueying." Yun Yiran's voice seemed to come from all directions: "Do you need me to invite you in person?"

Jue Ying looked at his hand, the black dot on the palm of his hand had long since disappeared and would never appear again, just like the Yiran Layman back then, who fell inexplicably and could no longer become a human being, and lost the courtesy that a "Layman" should have enjoyed.

Yun Yiran's residence is still in the old style, completely inconsistent with the style of hell. There are potted plants and scrolls everywhere. Because of the spread of the hellfire, most of the scrolls have traces of being burned by the fire.

"It's surprising that you would actually make changes to conform to the characteristics of a devil." Yun Yiran yawned, propping his head on one hand.

"Tsk." Jue Ying found a seat and sat on the floor. There was no decent stool in the whole room, and it was completely impossible to tell that she was invited as a guest.

"We have been fighting for so many years, and now..." Yun Yiran suddenly sneered: "The only person who made us sit together obediently is dead, and we can still sit together peacefully."

Jue Ying disappeared from the main world for 60 years, but they still lived it day by day. For Jue Ying, it might be a blink of an eye, but for them, it was like a year.

Although, for Duo Ying, it is not really a blink of an eye.

"The world is completely different now. I thought I could not be distracted by time, but I didn't expect that time has never disturbed my mind..." Yun Yiran sighed with a self-deprecating smile: "No The peaceful people are still ourselves.”

"Is it different...?" Jue Ying looked up at the sky, and shook his head with a smile: "Things are different, the world has never changed."

"The scenery is gone, old friends are hard to find, the old things are gone, and the relationship is hard to continue." Yun Yiran took a deep breath: "The world is still the world, but...it is different after all."

"It's also true that the layman will still say some difficult words. In my opinion, there is no change." Jue Ying said with a smile: "Someone told me that the meaning of existence can only be found by getting in touch with people. What about you?"

"It seems that you have found a way of survival that suits you?"

"……nature."

"It's true that we can no longer find that sense of alienation from the surface." Yun Yiran looked at Jue Ying seriously: "But, where is your heart?"

Jue Ying smiled.

"Usually, you seem to be carefree, but you are more serious than anyone else. But now, you seem to pay attention to everything, but you don't have that importance in your eyes." Yun Yiran followed Jueying with a smile: "Are you really serious?" Yes, did you find it?"

"How can the life in the God Realm have a heart?" Jue Ying put away his transformation, his scarlet eyes reflected in the blood pattern on his black clothes, and his eyes were full of peace: "Maybe... tsk, I will find it."

"Although I'm helpless with myself, if you come to ask me for help, I will definitely try my best." Yun Yiran stretched while lying down and continued: "I'm sleepy, so I won't leave you alone."

"Farewell... Layman." Jue Ying joked and performed the old etiquette, turning into blood mist and slowly dissipating.

What is the deep meaning of etiquette, the two tacitly.

Jueying was walking on the street, taking a leisurely walk, the breeze was gentle, and brought a flower petal from an unknown flower shop, quietly approaching his wings, and slowly falling to the ground along with the wind blowing, Blown up again, flying high.

The surrounding people seemed to be invisible, and the grotesque appearance did not attract any attention, and the feeling of being out of place with the surroundings became more and more clear at this time.

The focus of everyone's discussion ranged from the world to personal matters, from Nanyuan to Beilang, and from Xigui to Dongqi. It seemed that as long as there was one thing they could relish, they could talk about it for comfort.

The noisy street, lonely people, out of place, but unaware, is really a contradictory but harmonious atmosphere.

"Look at the newsletter, the senior is talking to you!" The girl's voice was slightly sharp, and her eagerness and excitement could be heard.

"Senior?" Another girl took out her mobile phone and looked at it. Although her expression was helpless, the corners of her mouth curved upwards: "You misunderstood. The senior asked me to borrow books. I really misunderstood."

"Do you think Xigui has any vampires? People are hospitalized every day because of anemia, so there can't be vampires?" The boy asked with a smile, showing that he wasn't really curious.

"How is it possible? That beautiful and elegant creature is unreal at first glance." The girl answered the boy with a teasing smile, showing a tinge of pink on her side face, and she didn't really want to discuss this topic.

"When can we go to Nanyuan to play? Well, that is the capital of culture. There are handsome men and women who never close their doors at night. I will be satisfied if I can go there once in my life." The man shook his head and sighed.

"People who have been there don't want to go back. Nanyuan is a serious super country, and they all want to go..." Another man also yearned for it and shook his head: "Don't think about it, the price of Nanyuan is much more expensive than that of Beilang. Now, save your money."

Pedestrians stroll, and the discussion is only two or three sentences, and then they will go far and wide. Relaxing yourself in your spare time is also a useful way to relax.

Slowly walk into the deserted place. If someone follows, you will find that the person who turned in just a second ago has disappeared, and there is only a trace of blood mist floating in place, and the breeze blows and disappears.

"Father!" Cong Ketong saw the sudden appearance of Jue Ying at a glance, his eyes were red as if he had been crying, his mouth shrunk, and he said aggrievedly, "Why did my brother ask me to call you brother?"

"You can call it whatever you want." Jue Ying rubbed her hair.

"But... aren't you my father?" Cong Ketong didn't grab his tail, and threw himself into Jue Ying's arms, burying his little head in Jue Ying's chest.

"I..." Jue Ying raised his head suddenly: "Huoning? Come out!"

"I still want to hear your answer, but unfortunately, you are still so perceptive~" Huo Ning brushed her hair and said with a smile, "Since you have discovered me, you will have no chance to tell her the answer. "

"Fire..." Jue Ying pressed his head with his hands, a strong fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't treat you with too gentle means. I don't want any permanent companionship. You only deserve to live in the darkness forever, scum." Huoning grinned: "Give you a chance to get me, If you don't know how to cherish it, then let you know that you won't get what I like."

"Ketong!" Cong Xigang opened the door, but he didn't panic or get curious when he saw the situation, he just took Cong Ketong first.

"Dad... oh, Dad..."

This is Cong Ketong's voice?Jue Ying's consciousness was chaotic, he took a step back, and used his hands to support something next to him that he didn't know what it was, to keep himself from falling down.

"I will..."

Cong Xi glanced at Jue Ying who fell down, the changes on his body disappeared, and he turned into a white-haired appearance. The color of the clothes was complicated and contradictory, but unexpectedly mysterious.

"Well done, I will fulfill your wish, Cong Xi." Huo Ning waved his hand, and the huge formation condensed under Jue Ying: "Cong Kedong has a friend named Gu Xiyang, and that person is Cong En West's missing son."

"Gu Xiyao? The White Wolf Emperor?" Cong Xi was surprised: "Then where is he now?"