Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

At the same time, Jiang Yike stopped frowning, his face softened, and he lowered his head as if he was asleep.

The original terrifying pain seemed to subside, and the devilish energy in the body no longer charged wantonly, but melted layer by layer like melting ice, until the ripples receded, and there was no longer a trace of ripples.

Chu Nian stood up, cleaned up the things in the room, and when he went out with water, he just passed the round mirror that Jiang Yike threw on the table.

He stroked his neck with his hand, and touched several uneven scars with his fingertips, five in total, no more, no less.

It seems that because of the long-healed relationship, although those scars look a little scary, they actually don't feel any pain at all.

The origin of this scar is unknown, but it had existed since he was young.It’s just that there are always seven, bound the neck like a chain, until on the towering city wall, Jiang Chan uses the devilish energy as the blade——

Cut his body into several pieces.

In this situation, how can there be no demons to save him, all the demons think that he is dead, even Chu Nian himself thinks so.

Until one day later, consciousness suddenly crashed into his body. He coughed and got up, only to find himself lying on the dry red sand.

The surrounding wind was raging, and the sobbing of trapped beasts echoed on the vast and uninhabited wasteland, wrapping red sand and creeping into the collar.

……How is this going?Resurrection, or resurrection?

No matter what happened, it was all too incredible.

Chu Nian supported himself, straightened his body, turned his head slightly, and he could see Chiyang City in the distance.

Although the clothes on his body were torn and cut into several sections, his body was intact, and there was no trace of recovery from injury.

After he lost consciousness, the demon king's attendants probably picked him up piece by piece, threw him out of the city wall, and handed him over to the wild beasts.

But what I didn't expect was that I actually... came back to life?

Just as he was struggling to find a habitat, after a few days, Chu Nian accidentally found a natural "mirror".

On the smooth stone surface, the neck scar that I am all too familiar with is reflected.

One, two, three... six?

There are six scars in total, and the place where the seventh scar was originally was replaced by cold skin, and it disappeared without a trace, as if it never existed.

After his "death" and weird "resurrection", the scar on his neck also disappeared.

Is this a coincidence?

If the two are really related, how can Scar bring himself back to life, restore his crippled body, and make his senses more alert than before?

There are too many doubts and strange things about this matter, and Chu Nian is unable to draw a conclusion for the time being.

But what can be confirmed at present is that no matter who left the scar, and what kind of power it contains - he has no way to grasp or use this power.

It's like a gatekeeper guarding a treasure, with endless wealth locked behind the door, but he doesn't have the key to open the door.

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The impact of the Blackstone arena incident was greater than Jiang Chan had guessed.For Mo Yu, the name Jiang Yike is no stranger, the only son of the Northern Realm Demon Venerable, a proud young master who has been favored since childhood.

If it's really a pampered lazy child, it's fine, at most it will be talked about after dinner.But if this child is talented, at such a young age, he can match the realm that ordinary people spend a lot of time to achieve...

Things get a lot more complicated.

For two days in a row, Jiang Chan was on the go because of various things, met many people and talked a lot, but things did not improve much.

"Master Demon."

The maid bent down, looked at Jiang Chan's exhausted expression, and softly persuaded: "Go out and relax, it's not a solution to be bored in the palace all day."

There was some truth to what she said.Jiang Chan let out a long breath, left behind the messy long table, walked straight past the maid and walked out.

He walked across the long wall with his hands behind his back, followed by a group of servants as usual, saying that he was taking a walk, but it looked more like a routine patrol by an overseer.

However, today's walk was not very peaceful, just after half a circle, someone rushed to Jiang Chan regardless, as if they wanted to talk to him.

Jiang Chan stopped, and saw the man being pushed to the ground, the blue hair band pulled off, the black clothes messed up, and he looked at himself in a rather embarrassed state.

"Let him go." Jiang Chan frowned and looked at the man, feeling a little familiar, and found that he was one of the four secret guards he had assigned to Jiang Yike.

What name did Jiang Yike choose?

Forget it, it doesn't matter, Jiang Chan shrugged, it's just that kid Jiang Yike

"Lord Mozun, I have something to say to you." The guards who were restraining him released their hands, and Xiaoqing stood up on his back. Before he had time to straighten his messy collar, he plopped down on his knees.

With his forehead on the rough ground, he said softly, "When I was flipping through the scroll, I saw this passage."

"For ordinary demons, it is not a serious problem for the demonic energy to enter the body, but for other races..." Xiaoqing took a deep breath and continued: "But it is fatal."

"Kang Dang—" With a sound, the golden drink in Jiang Chan's hand fell to the ground, and the mellow and delicious wine was scattered all over the ground, and immediately seeped into the soil.

Dark clouds covered Jiang Chan's face, he quickly waved away the surrounding guards, and then grabbed Xiaoqing by the collar and pulled him up.

He gritted his teeth next to Xiaoqing's ear, and his voice was suppressed by hard work, and there was a slight tremor that was imperceptible: "How many days is this?"

"It's the third day," Xiaoqing said, "I've been looking for you for two days, and I've waited for dozens of hours outside the main hall, but the guards stopped me and I couldn't see you."

Jiang Chan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything: "..."

The two were silent all the way for a long time before Jiang Chan sighed softly, and the words were filled with remorse: "...how is he now?"

The two stopped in front of the side hall, the door of the black stone was closed tightly, and it seemed that there were bursts of cold air, rushing up the spine.

"I don't know about the lowly position," Xiaoqing replied in a calmer voice, "Before I left to look for you, Shaojun was in a coma."

Although it was Jiang Chan who brought the four of them out of the never-sold pavilion and placed them beside Jiang Yike, the years of getting along with each other for so many years is not illusory. It is tacit in the hearts of the people, and there has long been a decision.

To use Xiao Jiang's previous "rebellious" words, it is "Shao Jun is so good, every time he buys brown sugar, he remembers to buy one for each of us, why should we obey the orders of the demon king?"

Jiang Chan didn't notice Xiaoqing's attitude, he put his hand on the black stone gate, and with a little force, the thick stone gate slowly opened as if being pushed by an invisible giant hand, fully revealing the scene inside the gate.

A slight sobbing sound came, Jiang Chan frowned and looked around, and saw several maids standing not far from the door, each carrying basins, face towels, clothes and so on, wiping away tears with handkerchiefs.

Jiang Chan walked a step further, and saw that the basins held by the maids were blood-red, and the face towel was also stained with a shocking crimson.

The clothes they were holding were stained with blood, and countless cuts were torn down the collar, burning the white clothes into pieces of mottled charcoal.

He stagnated for breath, stepped up quickly, and grabbed the maid's shoulder with such force that it almost crushed the bones: "What happened, where is Yike??!"

The maid endured the severe pain in her shoulders, tears streaming down her cheeks, and intermittently replied: "Young Master, Young Master is in the backyard."

Jiang Chan left the maid and walked back. He rushed all the way across the corridor, Xiaoqing followed his pace, looked at the maids, and nodded slightly.

He went straight to the backyard, and then saw a person.

The man was dressed in white and stood with his back to Jiang Chan.

The cold wind blows past, like a feather blowing, and I pick up a small corner of my clothes by myself, stretching out a shallow mustard, like clusters of snow.

He turned around, walked up to Jiang Chan, bowed and saluted, and said in an indifferent voice: "Father."

Jiang Chan had never seen him with such an expression before, so he couldn't help being stunned. After a long while, he slowly said: "...Sorry, father, I..."

Jiang Yike gently stopped him, his black eyes lost a bit of aura, and his voice became a bit more alienated: "I thank you, Father."

He raised his right arm towards Jiang Chan, and at the same time, majestic black air surged in like a sea tide, turbulent like endless clouds and rain, coiled around his wrist, and gathered from the palm of his hand, forming a deep black trace.

The black air was so powerful that it swept sand and rocks in the backyard, and the dust was everywhere, almost fascinating the eyebrows and eyes.

"Thanks to you, my son's magic skill has reached the fifth level." Jiang Yike withdrew his hand, saluted Jiang Chan again, and then said calmly, "Please go back."

"Yike, I..." Jiang Chan looked at his expression, hesitated to speak, finally just sighed, turned and left the side hall.

It's all his own fault.

What is there to argue about?

With the sound of the heavy palace door closing tightly, Jiang Chan stood in front of the palace door. He looked up at the sky, and saw the dark red sky pressing down, making people breathless.

It fell on his shoulders, dragging him down.

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What Jiang Chan didn't know was that the moment the door closed, the maid who was still crying and looking sad quickly lost her expression, and ran to the backyard in an orderly manner with a basin of clothes.

Xiao Qing bowed to Jiang Yike with a smile in her voice: "Young Master, Your Honor has already left."

Jiang Yike, who had a cold face just now, changed his face in an instant. He smiled brightly, clapped his hands happily, and said triumphantly, "Not bad, the plan was successful!!"

He rolled up the overly long sleeves, pushed them at the elbows, and waved to the maids: "Everyone has worked hard, please collect your things."

Chu Nian, who had been standing by the side, also turned his head, and said a rare sentence: "It's a pity that the red ink stone, it is difficult to find such a pure color."

The maids chuckled softly, standing around Jiang Yike, the eldest sister at the head reached out and pinched his cheek, jokingly said: "Young Master, we accompanied you to frighten the Lord, you will be honored later." Lord, make it clear, don't make him too sad."

Jiang Yike hummed, and muttered, "Hey, I'm in so much pain that half my life is gone. I feel like my bones are being broken one by one, and then stuffed into my body in a mess."

He stretched out his hand to embrace Chu Nian, who was standing calmly beside him, and leaned on him in a very impersonal manner.

Jiang Yike blinked at Chu Nian and smiled, "I'm still a little conscious in a daze, thank you for taking care of me."

With his arms in his arms, Chu Nian lowered his head slightly, with a few traces of blush on the pinnae of his ears, and said "um" very softly.

"But why did you bring me a white coat?" Jiang Yike let go of his arm and asked curiously, "I didn't even know I had a white coat."

Chu Nian was caught off guard by the question, but fortunately he only hesitated for a second or two before quickly replying, "I also found the humble job by accident."

If Shaojun finds out that he went to buy fabrics on purpose and tailored them according to his figure, he will be furious.

So Chu Nian decisively decided to shut up and not say a word.

Fortunately, Jiang Yike didn't pay much attention to it. For some reason, the heart-piercing pain had completely dissipated. Now he is refreshed, his tendons are unblocked, and he has even reached a level.

Jiang Yike sat on the stone in the small pond, dangling his legs, humming a little tune.He glanced sideways at the pool water, and suddenly remembered something.

"I'll go out for a while," Jiang Yike walked towards the door, waved to Chu Nian, and said, "Chu Nian, you come with me, the others stay here."

Chu Nian kept up as he said, Jiang Yike turned to look at him and asked, "Aren't you curious where I'm taking you?"

Chu Nian shook his head and said, "This is your decision, and I have nothing to do with my humble position."

"Then I'll tell you," Jiang Yike blinked at him, "I'm going to find my mother."

This was the first time. In the past, every time Jiang Yike went to find his mother, he would let the four hidden guards wait in place and never allow anyone to follow.

Not only that, this madam of the Demon Lord of the Northern Realm is a mystery to the entire Chiyang City, and even the entire Demon Realm.

Except for Jiang Chan, Jiang Yike, and a few insiders, most people have never even met this lady.

Although Jiang Chan claimed that his wife was the saint of the Yaozu, the Yaozu didn't admit it at all, which led to different opinions, and there were all kinds of guesses.

"Thank you for taking care of me, I, I trust you..." Jiang Yike seemed a little embarrassed, covered his face with the back of his hand, and whispered, "So, let me tell you a secret."

Chu Nian's heart stopped beating suddenly, and he shook hands, trying his best to suppress his surging emotions.

"Although it is said that my mother is a demon race, it is just a rhetoric," Jiang Yike shrugged, "Actually, my mother is a human race."

"From the human world to the Demon Realm, not only has her cultivation been suppressed by half, but the wind, sand and air from outside will also erode her body—so the Queen Mother never comes out."

Although Chu Nian had already guessed in his heart, he really did not expect that Jiang Yike's mother was actually a human being.

But this also explained from the side why Jiang Yike was in such pain after the devil's energy entered his body, even on the verge of death.

The two stopped in front of a hidden stone formation, and Jiang Yike took Chu Nian's hand and led him forward.After going around several times, the line of sight suddenly opened up, reflecting a small hut like a paradise.

The queen mother heard the noise a long time ago, and ran out in a hurry, but Jiang Yike's nose turned red instantly, and he threw himself into her arms aggrieved, and whispered, "Mother."

The voice was soft and waxy, with a pitiful ending, and Chu Nian couldn't help taking a small step back, his ears were flushed.

Although Jiang Yike's temperament is approachable, and most of the time because of his young age, his preferences are very obvious, and his thoughts are easy to guess.

But after all, he was in a high position. If he didn't have any vigilance and precautions, it would be impossible for him to live to such an age in safety. He might have died in the hands of countless demons staring at the northern boundary.

To be honest, this was the first time Chu Nian saw him show his sadness so unreservedly and frankly.

"I've heard it all," the woman's voice was a little hoarse, as if she had burst into tears, "Don't worry, Yike, that black-hearted bastard Jiang Chan is dead. If he dares to come to my place, I'll kill him once." .”

Jiang Yike pursed his mouth, his eyes were red, "...I, I really have been..."

If an ordinary human race was infiltrated by the devil's energy, they would disappear in no time. Jiang Yike, as a mixed blood, was also tortured to death.

The queen mother naturally knew this, she hugged Jiang Yike tightly, feeling a little scared in her heart: "It's fine, it's fine."

"If it wasn't for Chu Nian, you might not have seen me." Jiang Yike let go of his mother, rubbed his eyes with his fingers, and said, "He took care of me for two days and two nights."

Chu Nian was caught off guard when he was mentioned, and he responded in a daze.

"It's the first time I've seen you bring someone to me," the queen mother said with a smile, "It seems that your child really likes him."

"I like all four of them," Jiang Yike didn't think much, he tilted his head, and added inexplicably, "Although this guy beat me, I still like him a little bit more."

Every word he said fell into Chu Nian's ears, and he stood at the same place at a loss, his ears were rumbling, and he could no longer hear anything, including Jiang Yike's last sentence "I like the queen mother the most".

My heart seemed to jump out of my chest, "Bang, bang, bang——"

Like thunder.

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The good times don't last long, and the balance that Moyu has carefully maintained for many years is already in jeopardy, like a silk thread, which will break at the touch of a touch.

Just when Jiang Yike was about to come of age, the war between North and South broke out.

The troops led by Jiang Chan collided with the troops from the southern border.

I heard from the old people that the dark clouds billowing in the sky were the dissipated corpses of the dead demons.

Ever since the war started, Jiang Yike had never seen his father again.When the battle report came from the front saying that there was a shortage of soldiers and that reinforcements were needed, Jiang Yike secretly asked Chu Nian, Xiao Xing, and his two strongest hidden guards to follow.

He wanted to do his best to help, and at the same time quietly prayed that the two hidden guards would bring back some news about his father.

It's just that Chu Nian and his reinforcements walked for half a month, but there was still no news. All the messages sent fell into the sea, and there was no response at all.

Until Jiang Yike's Mozu coming-of-age ceremony, Jiang Chan never showed up.

Jiang Yike passed the coming-of-age ceremony sullenly. To the human world, he is over 100 years old, but to the demons, he is just an adult, very immature.

Xiao Jiang watched from the side and comforted him in a low voice: "Young Master, don't worry, the Demon Lord is so powerful, he will be fine for sure."

Jiang Yike felt better, and he didn't want to say anything depressing, so he nodded heavily and said, "Yes, yes."

The coming-of-age ceremony was presided over by two elders stationed in the northern border, one left elder and one right elder, both of whom had served Jiang Chan since childhood. They were not only powerful, but also loyal.

The two were dozens of times older than Jiang Yike, watching him grow up little by little, and Jiang Yike would politely call out "elder" when he saw them.

Elder Right helped Jiang Yike tidy up his new clothes, patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Little Shaojun has really grown up."

Elder Zuo stroked his beard and said, "Isn't it, I'm old enough to practice."

Jiang Yike is very familiar with the "experience" he said, and it is an unwritten tradition in the demon world-every time a little demon has passed the coming-of-age ceremony, he will draw a stick in the bamboo tube to decide where he will experience .

And this experience is difficult or not, simple or not, that is, take it to the place you have drawn for ten days, and then come back and report what you have learned.

But because it was a lottery, it was uncertain where I would go. It might be an extremely dangerous burial place, a hot lava crater, or a small mound of dirt near my home. It all depends on luck.

Hearing what he said, Elder You immediately became unwilling, and blew his beard and stared angrily: "The situation is special, the devil world is raging everywhere, are you going to push our little young master into the fire pit?"

"You old bastard, I'm just talking about it!" Elder Zuo originally said it unintentionally, but when he heard the word "war", he panicked and quickly changed his words, "We won't smoke anymore! The villainous people out there There are too many, what are you doing out there!!"

However, Jiang Yike was reluctant.

He looked at the two of them, a bit dumbfounded: "Elders, I know you are treating me well, but I have already cultivated to the sixth level of magic kung fu, so I should have some ability to protect myself."

He paused, and said firmly: "Since my father has also gone this way, I have no reason to avoid it."

The left and right elders panicked when they heard this, and the two of them talked to each other, implying that they wanted to help Jiang Yike hide it and skip this so-called small trial.

But after persuasion for a long time, Jiang Yike showed no sign of changing his mind.The two really couldn't hold him back, so they had to bring the lottery, and Elder Zuo didn't forget to add: "Let's draw whatever we want, and if we get bad ones, we can draw again."

I'm really not a child anymore—Jiang Yike smiled helplessly, he put his hand into the pouch, touched it for a long time, and took out a piece of jade.

The little jade is the "signature", the color is black, and two words are engraved on the smooth surface.

Jiang Yike rubbed the surface of the jade, and softly read the words on it:

"...Human Realm?"