The demon leader is back

Wenzhou, Qingshui Town, Qingshui River.

In March of Yangchun, peach blossoms are fragrant for ten miles on both sides of the Qingshui River.

The exquisite painting boats flow down the river, and the voices of tourists and hawkers on both sides of the strait add a beautiful landscape.

On one of the painting boats, a strand of silver hair floated out from the window of the small building on the boat. A good-looking hand grabbed the silver hair and grabbed it back, and lowered the curtain of the small window.

Chong Jue came back to his senses, looked at the man in black brocade robe in front of him, put down the hand dragging his chin, a faint smile appeared in the corner of his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Not much." The man in black looked cold. He was the one who rescued Chong Jue in Bishuijian. Mohu, whose name is Mo Xuan.

Seeing Chong Jue's smile, Mo Xuan frowned, and said coldly, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why do you have to run out?"

Chong Jue's smile deepened, and he suddenly sighed with a smile: "Your injury..."

"I'm fine." Mo Xuan interrupted his elder brother stiffly, turned around and went out of the small building to the outside of the boat, watching the delicate and beautiful peach blossoms blooming on both sides of the boat without saying a word.

Chong Jue stared at Mo Xuan's back in a daze, his younger brother had always been deep in thought, no one could guess what he was thinking, when he stole Mo Xuan's life-making flower lotus, he was chased and killed all the way to the human world and severely injured , But later, he almost died under the catastrophe, but it was this younger brother who saved him.

Mo Xuan used his life to create Hualien to continue his life, but his soul was scattered by the sky thunder. If it is not repaired, even if he does not die, his body will not die, and he will eventually end up as a walking dead without sanity.

However, spiritual things and elixir to repair the soul are hard to find in the world. Chong Jue thought he was doomed, but Mo Xuan went to the Demon Realm alone, stole the Soul Requiem Stone from the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, and was injured by the Demon Lord.

How could the Demon Lord be a good friend? Although he didn't see what the person who stole his soul stone looked like, he still recognized the demon spirit, so the Demon Lord broke out of the Demon Realm and broke into the Demon Realm, looking for the master of the Demon Realm directly. people.

That day, Chong Jue woke up and saw a little black fox curled up beside his bed, but with just a flash, the black fox disappeared and turned into a handsome man, as if the fox cub he saw was just an illusion.

Xuantian Mohu grows very slowly, Chongjue's own body has grown like a hill, but Mo Xuan's body is still a small one, no different from ordinary fox cubs, so Mo Xuan will basically not change back to The main body, unless he is seriously injured and cannot survive, he has to change back to the main body to recuperate.

Chong Jue, who woke up again, was surprised that he was not dead, or was rescued by his brother who had seriously injured him, and he didn't know what it was like for a while.

"Are you... injured?" Chong Jue tried to sit up with his support, but was held down by Mo Xuan.

"No, you lie down and rest honestly, your soul is seriously injured, do you want to die?"

Chong Jue's beautiful silver-gray eyes were particularly dim at the moment, probably because of his serious injury, he lay down again, but he didn't believe Mo Xuan's words, and stared at him suspiciously: "I saw you changed back to your original body..."

Mo Xuan pulled the quilt to cover his elder brother's face, interrupted Chong Jue, with a cold face: "You are wrong."

Chong Jue was still about to say something, but a little demon who was serving came in at this moment: "The master is not good, the Demon Lord has barged in, and he insists on seeing you."

Mo Xuan nodded: "I see."

Chong Jue lifted the quilt, and grabbed Mo Xuan who was about to leave: "Why did the Mozun break into the demon world?"

"How do I know." Mo Xuan pulled down his brother's hand, looked at the little demon, "Where did the Demon Lord go?"

"It's already here..."

boom!

The collision of powerful forces almost spread to Chong Jue's room, and the little demon had a frightened expression on his face: "Mozun, he, he, he..." In an instant, his face turned bitter, and he was so frightened that he almost cried.

Mo Xuan went out in a hurry, only to see that the power raged and destroyed a flower field, and more than half of the wall collapsed. A tall man in a deep purple brocade robe stood among the remaining flowers. The two elders were still standing and confronting the Mozun.

Mozun turned around and walked towards Mo Xuan stepping on the petals. His powerful aura made people ignore his appearance, leaving only the fear and trembling like seeing an abyss dragon.

Mozun walked up to Mo Xuan and stood still: "Are you the master of the demon world?"

"Yes, I don't know what the devil is doing to break into my demon world?" Mo Xuanqing was cold and cold, not afraid of the terrifying devil in front of him at all.

Mozun looked Mo Xuan up and down: "I didn't expect the majestic master of the demon world to be a fox cub."

Mo Xuan stared at Mozun without evasion or dodging, without showing the slightest timidity.

The Mozun stared at Mo Xuan, did not know what he found, and showed a meaningful smile: "My soul-suppressing stone was stolen by a little demon. The demon master said, what should I do?"

"Oh?" Mo Xuan chuckled lightly, "Is the Demon Venerable just kidding? I searched all over my demon world, who is your opponent? How can I steal the Demon-Suppressing Stone from you?"

The unknown smile on the corner of Mozun's mouth deepened: "The aura of the little demon is very similar to you, the demon master. If you are the master of the demon world, it is not impossible to escape from this deity."

Mo Xuan lowered his eyes, half covering his beautiful pupils: "Although I am the master of the demon world, I am only a fox cub, how can I escape from the hands of the Demon Lord?"

Mo Xuan choked him with Mozun's words, but it was difficult for Mozun to refute.

"That's true." The Demon Venerable stuck his eyes to Mo Xuan's side like a real one, and said an ambiguous sentence, "It's true that I can't escape from the palm of the deity."

As soon as the Mozun finished speaking, he made a sudden attack on Mo Xuan. Caught off guard, Mo Xuan had no choice but to take it hard.

The strength of this attack is not too heavy, but Mo Xuan was injured by the Demon Lord, so he took it very reluctantly, but in front of the Demon Lord, he couldn't show his injury, and he just swallowed the fishy sweetness that rushed to his throat .

"The majestic Lord of the Demon Realm came to my demon world to bully a child, isn't the Demon Lord losing face?"

The Mozun looked at Mo Xuan with a cold face, and snorted softly: "Face? Does I need this kind of thing? But..." He stepped forward to get close to Mo Xuan, who was a little taller than Mo Xuan, and pinched the young demon lord The chin, which was as white as jade, stroked it lightly, and looked down with a half-smile, "However, for the sake of the demon lord, I will not pursue the matter of the soul-suppressing stone."

After the Demon Lord finished speaking, he directly broke the enchantment of the demon world with the demonic energy from the abyss of the Demon Realm, and left forcefully.

As soon as Mozun left, Mo Xuan couldn't hold it anymore, spit out a mouthful of blood, which was covered by his sleeve, and all the blood fell on his sleeve, the heavy-colored clothes did not show blood, but the smell of blood was no matter what I can't hide it either.

"Mo Xuan!" Chong Jue got up from the bed at some point, leaning against the door frame and staring at Mo Xuan for a long time, his eyes filled with complex expressions, as if he didn't know how to face his cold-faced and warm-hearted younger brother.

Mo Xuan turned around, the pain of the serious injury made his eyebrows knit together, he didn't seem to realize it: "I'm fine, you go back to me! I..."

Suddenly, Mo Xuan's eyes went dark, and his body fell directly to the ground. Before he landed, he was seriously injured and returned to his original shape. A small black fox curled up on the ground, as if he could no longer bear the pain, and his small body suppressed the pain. Trembling uncontrollably, looking extremely pitiful.

Chong Jue hurriedly stepped forward and hugged his younger brother: "Xiaoxuan?"

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he had been estranged from his younger brother for a long time without knowing it. How long had it been since he called his younger brother by his nickname intimately?

The spring breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of peach blossoms, awakening Chongjue who has fallen into memories.

Chong Jue looked away from his younger brother Mo Xuan, and smiled silently.

On a painting boat in front of Chongjue and the others, a delicate-looking little boy suddenly ran out and jumped into the water, startling the people on the shore and other boats who saw them, and shouted for help.

But he didn't want the child Gududu to emerge from the bottom of the water, tilt his head and look suspiciously at the people on the shore calling for help. In an instant, those voices disappeared, and they turned to criticize this little doll who didn't know the importance.

"False!" A handsome man chased the child out of the boat, looked at the child who jumped into the water with a cold face, "Come back, don't run around."

The man was Ying Qi, and the little boy was the false feelings he brought back from Mo's house, the child of Zuo Guardian Chu Tianhe.

Ying Qi frowned as he stared at the abnormal hypocrisy. This child never cried or made trouble, and was extremely obedient and obedient.

Xuqing's delicate voice called out: "Father." After calling out, he pointed to the painting boat behind them, then dived into the water, and swam through the water nimbly like a fish.

Qin Wuyan also came out of the boat, walked behind Ying Qi, glanced at Mo Xuan who was standing on the bow of the ship not far behind them, and put his hand on Ying Qi's shoulder: "It's okay, let me he goes."

Ying Qi nodded, caught a glimpse of the small pendant dangling from his neck out of the corner of his eye, raised his hand and stuffed it into his clothes, with a smile that he couldn't hide in his eyes.

The little pendant was given to him by the leader after they left that small village. There was a lamp sealed inside. Qin Wuyan ran to Wuxiang Temple and snatched the lamp back from Jiayu. Unfortunately, the heart lamp was swallowed by Jiayu's power. After four years of grinding, there is not much left, and maybe it will be completely extinguished after burning for a few more years.

But it's nothing to the leader, Qin Wuyan has countless natural resources and treasures here, and it's a trivial matter to continue the lamp.

Therefore, the leader refilled the "lamp oil" for the heart lamp, and for the convenience of his little shadow guard, he specially sealed it into a pendant and made a beautiful decoration for Yingqi. has always been regarded as a treasure.

In the small and beautiful pendant, the heart lamp burns quietly, and Ying Qipreciously hangs it around her neck and wears it close to her body.

"Master, I'm going to take a look at Xiao Xuqing." Ying Qi was still worried, after all Xuqing was just a four-year-old doll.

Qin Wuyan nodded: "Go!"

Ying Qi jumped up from the boat, stepped on the water and made circles of ripples, and landed on Chongjue's boat like walking on flat ground.

At this time, Xiao Xuqing just swam to the side of the boat, and Ying Qi pulled him up. Before he had time to say anything, Xiao Xuqing ran into the small building on the boat and shouted softly : "Daddy!"

Ying Qi showed an apologetic smile to Mo Xuan: "The child is naughty..." But when he heard Xu Qing's "Daddy", the polite smile froze on his face.

Mo Xuan didn't care, he felt the familiar aura from Xuqing, which was of the same origin as his elder brother: "It's okay, please come inside."

Ying Qi and Mo Xuan entered the small building together, and saw Xiao Xuqing being hugged by a strange silver-haired man, the man stared at Xiao Xuqing with a dull expression: "You said... what?"