Phaseless Demon

Mu Yao is not sure whether such a "trait" really existed in himself, he actually feels that he has not changed from the beginning to the end, he was just a taciturn ordinary monk back then, even if he degenerates into a demon cultivator today, he is still the same. taciturn.

Although he is a taciturn person, Mu Yao also has advantages. He is a very sensitive person who can quickly and delicately feel other people's emotions, that is, a type of person who knows how to "read people's faces" as the saying goes.

This skill is not very useful on the battlefield, but in the process of interpersonal communication, this skill will bring great convenience to Mu Yao.

During the time when Mu Yao stayed beside Mozun Zhuri, because he knew how to read facial expressions, he was able to grasp His Highness Mozun's thoughts very keenly. He only needed to observe the subtle expressions on His Highness Mozun's face to get Sensing the change in His Majesty Mozun's thinking, he acted according to Zhu Ri's will.So in a sense, Mu Yao felt that he knew this Demonic Highness named "Zhu Ri" very well.

But today, Mu Yao might not be able to boast that he knows His Highness Mozun very well.

Because he found that the "demon king" in front of him was not the real demon king.

Mu Yao didn't know how to describe it. Although He Qianjue performed quite perfectly, his character and behavior were very close to that of the Demon Lord, especially his body and devilish aura were flawless. It was definitely the body and devilish energy of His Highness the Demon Lord, and no one else could notice it. There is no abnormality, but Mu Yao can clearly feel that he is not a Demon Lord.

Who is he?

By the way, hasn't His Royal Highness Mozun followed a "new favorite" recently?

Mu Yao recalled the spirit body that had been inseparable with Mozun day after day during this period of time. He always thought it was His Highness Mozun's "new favorite", because all the demon cultivators in the demon world knew that His Majesty Mozun Having the hobby of "adopting pets" is the same as when Mozun subdued Mu Yao day by day.

There are even a lot of bad demon cultivators in the demon army team to gamble, and they bet on how long the demon master can pamper the spirit body beside him.

Mu Yao didn't pay special attention to the new pet that His Majesty Mozun had acquired, but because he has been able to get in touch with Mozun recently, he got acquainted with Mozun one after another, and barely learned the name of Mozun's "new pet". Name ghost repair.

This ghost cultivator had been following the Demon Venerable all along, but he disappeared in the past two days. Could it be that he fell out of favor so quickly?

When Mu Yao rubbed his chin to think, a shadow enveloped him, he came back from his thoughts in a trance, looked up, and was surprised to find that "His Royal Highness Mozun" was in front of him.

"You're distracted." His Majesty Mozun's tone was soft, which was quite rare, and it also made Mu Qin more sure that the "Demon Venerable" in front of him was definitely not the real Mozun!Because it is impossible for a real demon to speak to him in such a tone.

But he does possess the power of the Demon Lord, and that terrifying demonic energy can never be easily controlled. If he is not the Demon Lord, then who is he?

Mu Yao couldn't figure it out, he suppressed his doubts in his heart, decided to temporarily cooperate with the actions of the "Demon Lord" in front of him, and replied: "Your Highness Demon Lord, it's getting late, you should rest."

He Qianjue glanced at Mu Yao, then raised his head to look at the sky.

They started attacking in the morning, and they had already broken through the defense line of the fairy army around noon, and the rest of the time was spent for the demon kings to search for the resources left by the fairy army station, and to station new camps where they were. Prepare for the next attack.After some busy work, the sky is now dark again.

During this day, He Qianjue didn't even wait until Zhu Ri appeared. He also searched around to see if there was an entrance leading to the underground in the garrison left by the immortal army. However, he almost searched the entire garrison. He Qianjue They didn't find the underground entrance. It stands to reason that the immortal army should have deployed an underground defense line. How could they not find it?

He Qianjue tried to feel the breath of Chasing Sun, but he couldn't sense anything, only the breath of these rambunctious demon cultivators around them. They exuded a strong demonic energy, covering the entire station with a layer of evil black mist .

Day by day still refuses to show up.

He Qianjue felt that going on like this was not an option, he thought for a moment, and said to Mu Yao beside him, "Go and deal with your own affairs, I still have some arrangements, so don't follow me."

Mu Yao answered "yes" on the surface, but he didn't turn around and leave immediately, but boldly asked: "Your Majesty Mozun, the two immortals you caught earlier... I don't know how you deal with it?"

He Qianjue glanced at Mu Yao thoughtfully. The demon cultivator stared at He Qianjue with suspicion. He Qianjue knew that he might have exposed the fact that he was not the real Demon Lord. Maybe it was because he acted very differently from Zhu Ri. The style made this subordinate suspicious.

He Qianjue thought it was necessary for him to appease this subordinate, so he said to Mu Yao, "What should I do? Do I have to tell you?"

Mu Yao immediately replied with trepidation: "Of course not, His Highness is free to think whatever he wants... But, Your Highness, they were captured captives with great difficulty, at least the information they asked from the captives, I think I... should have the right to know."

He Qianjue couldn't help laughing, he looked at Moxiu in front of him, and he just found it funny: "You are actually doubting me, right?"

Mu Yao felt his heart beating a little fast, he didn't quite understand the meaning of He Qianjue's words, was he going to have a showdown with him?Mu Yao couldn't judge, so he decided to continue probing: "How dare I doubt His Highness Mozun!"

"You dare to question me here, isn't it the best proof of doubting me?" He Qianjue squinted his eyes, with a smile in his tone, he didn't intend to hide it from Mu Yao, "You suspect that I am not The real Demon Lord, and I have to tell you... I really am not."

Mu Yao suddenly raised his head to look at He Qianjue, staring at He Qianjue's blood-red eyes, he took a step forward to draw the distance between himself and He Qianjue, and the questioning in his tone became more obvious: "Then where is the real Demon Lord!? and who are you!?"

"Once you hear that I am not, you will become more courageous!" He Qianjue smiled happily. He intentionally taught this daring demon cultivator a lesson, so he raised his hand, and the demonic energy rushed towards Mu Yao crazily. Mu Yao was startled Jumping, unable to react in time, he waved his hand and was about to build a shield, when He Qianjue's devilish energy pierced through his fragile shield like a spear, and then wrapped around Mu Yao's throat with lightning speed, killing his entire body. pick it up.

Mu Yao's feet were off the ground, suspended in mid-air, the iron pincers formed by the demonic energy pinched his throat, he danced and struggled, while suffocating, the demonic energy was slowly eroding his meridians and internal organs, Mu Yao clearly felt his The devilish energy in the body has been swallowed by the devilish energy extended from He Qianjue, and the devilish energy has swallowed more devilish energy, forming a terrifying and spectacular force, boiling in Mu Yao's body.

These terrifying forces were rampant in Mu Yao's meridians, and Mu Yao soon turned pale with pain, and his seven orifices were bleeding. He remembered this feeling. When he first met Mozun Chasing Days, the other party used such straightforward The way to force him into a demon!

That's right...it was to pour a large amount of demonic energy into his body, devour the power in his body and gather even greater energy, so that he was completely engulfed by the black aura.

But the situation now is exactly the same as it was back then.

Mu Yao was a little dazed, wondering if it was because he recalled his past, his thoughts began to diverge at that moment, and he thought of something.

His distraction made it impossible for him to organize the demonic energy in his body and effectively resist He Qianjue's demonic energy, so he simply gave up resisting and let He Qianjue torture him cruelly.

He Qianjue didn't want Mu Yao's life, so he stopped after a brief shock, and threw the poor Moxiu on the ground, He Qianjue said: "Although I am not the real Mozun Chasing Sun, I am indeed playing the role of 'Mozun' now." For the character Zhuri, my behavior and character are in a certain sense the same as that of Zhuri, so...if you offend me, I can also cut you into pieces and destroy you physically and mentally."

He Qianjue never softened or neglected these demonic cultivators.Even though Mu Yao seems to have no power to fight back at this moment, He Qianjue believes that if he can catch the opportunity, he will definitely try his best to bite He Qianjue back. These magicians are not soft persimmons to pinch.

However, Mu Yao in front of him really surprised He Qianjue.

Because part of the meridians in his body were extensively damaged by He Qianjue's devilish energy, and Mu Yao did not resist forcefully, he was seriously injured almost instantly. He did not groan in pain when he was lying on the ground, but vomited blood While forcing himself to get up, he raised his head and looked at He Qianjue.

"You... are not a Demon Lord, but you possess... the power of a Demon Lord." Coughing and panting, Mu Yao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but painted half of his cheeks bright red.He looked at He Qianjue with deep meaning in his eyes, and he said, "You are here to replace the Demon Lord... to command us to fight, does it mean...you and the Demon Lord are on the same team?"

He Qianjue couldn't figure out Mu Yao's thinking.After He Qianjue tortured this guy so much, Mu Yao didn't show the slightest panic. He continued to ask He Qianjue questions calmly, which made He Qianjue puzzled but also playful. He Qianjue said: "You want to tell me What?"

"A while ago, the ghost cultivator who has been following His Highness Mozun...is inseparable, isn't it you?" Mu Yao seemed to have guessed something.

"Ah... yes, that's right, it's me." He Qianjue looked forward to what Mu Yao wanted to say.

"What I want to know is... are you standing in the united front with Mozun because you really want to help His Highness Mozun, or is it just because of His Majesty's coercion that you have to stand here?" Mu Yao swallowed the blood in his mouth In his stomach, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "I just want to know this."

"Why do you want to know this?" He Qianjue smiled, "Is my wish that important to you?"

"Yes." Mu Yao seemed to be really planning to take a big gamble. He lowered his voice and looked at He Qianjue with a very solemn and serious gaze: "I think you have the same strength as Mo Zun Cha Ri, and you have the ability to defeat him , so I want to be your most loyal lackey."

Mu Yao's words startled He Qianjue, which made He Qianjue silent for a long time. Finally, He Qianjue seemed to understand Mu Yao's meaning, and continued to stare at Mu Yao thoughtfully: "You mean...you want to betray Zhuri, And decided to help me without reservation?"

Mu Yao continued to take a deep breath, and replied seriously: "That's right."

"Haha, my God!" He Qianjue laughed, staring at Mu Yao: "You're just making me laugh, I can't think of any reason why you could make it happen in just a few minutes...especially when you just went through The process of me torturing you with demon energy...but you said without hesitation that you would betray Zhu Ri and turn against me?"

He Qianjue stopped laughing with a smile, and looked at Mu Yao with scrutiny: "I only have two conclusions about your behavior. One is that you are crazy, and the other is...you are indeed crazy."

Mu Yao didn't reply, he lowered his head and stopped looking at He Qianjue.After being silent for a while, he suddenly talked about some messy old things.

Mu Yao said: "In the beginning, I was just a disciple of an ordinary sect about 2000 years ago."

"I don't have parents, or I should have had... It was always like this in those days, backwardness, poverty, frequent wars, poor families couldn't afford children, so they sold their children to others, traded them as goods, and exchanged This takes money."

Mu Yao seemed to be lost in memory, showing a self-deprecating smile: "They sent me to the trafficker, I remember the trafficker, he was a dirty old man, he wore fancy clothes made of inferior cloth, from He bought big cigarettes from Westerners and smoked them all day long, filling his house with the pungent smell of smoke."

"This human trafficker took more than one child from me. In my memory, there seemed to be about eleven or two children around him. The youngest was just a baby, and the oldest was only seven or eight years old. There were men and women, Some were sold by their parents, and some were orphans who were picked up by traffickers."

"This trafficker has an accomplice, a woman, who seems to be the trafficker's best friend, but it is only an object of interest. Women sometimes send all kinds of children to the traffickers, and they sell the children to where others need them Go, factory or brothel."

When Mu Yao said this, there seemed to be a tinge of anger on his expression, although it was not obvious on his face: "That despicable man, he chooses the beautiful little girl in his hands, and sends her to the brothel in the town after he rapes her , if they are not good-looking, they will be sold to rich people as slaves. Most of the boys are sold as coolies, and they have to work like machines at only a few years old, working day and night until they die."

"However, occasionally there are a few good-looking boys among the boys." Mu Yao continued, "The trafficker's friend, the woman suddenly sent a boy who was seriously ill one day, he looked very thin, and he was also Seven or eight years old, because he was seriously ill, he was locked in a small room by human traffickers."

"I once secretly saw the child through the hole in the window. He was dressed luxuriously, with delicate features and creamy skin. He was really good-looking. He should be a child from a rich family...but he was seriously ill, so he was later dismissed. The traffickers sent it to a children's house."

"I remember the boy's name. The trafficker's lover mentioned it when he brought it over." Mu Yao hesitated to speak, bowed his head for a moment, and finally raised his head to look at "His Royal Highness Mozun" in front of him.

He Qianjue didn't wait for Mu Yao to finish speaking, but took the initiative to smile and said, "His name is He Qianjue... right?"

Mu Yao stopped talking, subconsciously clenched his fists, and stared at He Qianjue intently.

He Qianjue couldn't help laughing: "Is this what you want to tell me? Are we old friends who might have met once? We were sent to the same human trafficker and sent to various places? Or do you want to Laughing at me? Because of that experience we shared?"

Mu Yao shook his head to He Qianjue and said, "No, the reason I mentioned this is because I want to give you something back."

As Mu Yao said, he took out the storage bag that was hanging on his body. Practitioners basically have this kind of space pocket that can hold a lot of items on their body, and there are also called Qiankun bags.

Mu Yao searched in the storage bag, and it took a long time to find out the old things that had been sealed in the bag for many, many years, and showed it to He Qianjue.

He Qianjue looked into Mu Yao's palm, and found that it was a small jade pendant.

The jade pendant is very old. I am afraid that after a long time of grinding, the original pattern on the jade pendant is blurred, and there are many messy scratches.

"The seriously ill boy who was sent here was indeed a child of a rich family. His valuables had already been taken away by the woman, but this jade pendant seemed to have been neglected and fell on the bed where the boy once lay. I I found it when I was ordered by the traffickers to clean the room, so I put it away and kept it... until now."

He Qianjue stared at the jade pendant in Mu Yao's hand for a long time. In his distant memory, it seemed that this jade pendant was left to his son by He Qianjue's father "He Jiuming". The old jade pendant was also a relic of He Qianjue's mother, and it had been hanging around He Qianjue's neck.

It's just that these extraneous things, in that turbulent world, are always slowly lost with the torrent of time.

"How can you be sure that I am the 'He Qianjue' from back then?" He Qianjue subconsciously reached out and took the jade pendant from Mu Yao's palm, held it in his palm, and asked Mu Yao.

Mu Yao said: "I'm not sure, but you just admitted it."

"I still don't understand." He Qianjue said, "Why do you remember something so long ago?"

Mu Yao said: "I didn't try to remember it, I just guessed that you have been following His Royal Highness Mozun recently... that ghost cultivator named He Qianjue. The name He Qianjue made me feel familiar, and then just now, I suddenly remembered This adult past after 2000 years reminds me of the jade pendant that I have kept in the deepest part of my storage bag."

"Then we are really destined to meet again on the battlefield after more than 2000 years." He Qianjue couldn't help laughing, "But so what, just to give me back a piece of jade pendant, can it be a reason for you to betray the Demon Lord?"

"No, the matter of returning your jade pendant is just an episode." Mu Yao shook his head, "My story is not over yet."

……

Mu Yao was later sold by human traffickers. Of course, he was not a person with outstanding looks, so he was given to a certain shipyard owner by human traffickers as a matter of course, and began to work as a coolie day and night. He was the same as He Qianjue back then. He is a seven or eight-year-old child who can't bear that kind of life at all. Every day before dawn, he is whipped by the foreman and starts to do various chores, such as serving tea and water, carrying goods, cleaning, and even helping the shipyard. Sailors do their laundry.

There is so much work to do, but there is no decent meal at noon, a steamed bun and water can handle it, dinner is even simpler, there is only a bowl of rice porridge with two vegetable leaves, the porridge is as light as plain water.

Work every day until night, when everyone else is asleep, Mu Yao will continue to clean.If you go to bed without cleaning, you will be severely taught by the foreman the next day.

In this kind of environment, Mu Yao, who was still growing up, was so emaciated that he was in a state of extreme hunger every day. He panicked from hunger, his hands and feet were weak, he couldn't do heavy work, and he began to get sick because of hunger.

When the foreman saw that the child bought with money could not work, he was so angry that he whipped Mu Yao hard. Afterwards, Mu Yao fell ill and was thrown into the sea by the foreman directly from the boat.

"I drifted in the sea for two days, and was rescued later." Mu Yao laughed, "The person who rescued me...was Mozun Chasing the Sun."

Mu Yao didn't know what kind of mentality Zhu Ri had towards him at that time, maybe it was just a whim.It happened that Mozun flew over the sea area where Mu Yao was thrown into the sea day by day, and when he saw the dying Mu Yao floating on the sea, he picked him up.

"At that time, I was only seven or eight years old and stayed by his side for a while. From the perspective of human beings, that period of time was actually quite long, almost three years." Mu Yao seemed to attach great importance to this memory, He Qianjue Notice that his eyes have become darker, which means that he is stuck in some "good" memories of the past.

At the moment when Mu Yao was recalling, He Qianjue couldn't help but carefully observed Mu Yao's appearance.To be honest...he is indeed an ordinary-looking man, with just the right facial features, not so eye-catching but not ugly, it is a face that he thinks is okay after looking at it for a long time.

He has the typical black hair and black eyes of oriental people. He doesn't have long hair, but rather neat short hair. He is wearing a black military uniform. He is a little shorter than He Qianjue, but he is also quite tall.

Mu Yao said: "When His Majesty Mozun picked me up, he didn't seem to think about what to do with me... You should know His Majesty Mozun's hobbies, he would often go outside to collect some monks he liked as 'pets' , trying every means to make the pets fall into the devil's way, and then bring them back to the devil world, and then ignore them after wanton favors."

"But I wasn't a monk at the time, and I wasn't worthy of being a pet. He just brought me back because of his sudden whim. He should have strangled me, but he didn't. However, he is not willing to do his duty. He has the role of 'adoptive father', so he threw me in a private mansion in the human world, and spent some money to hire a few servants to take care of me."

"I think you should be able to imagine how I felt at that time." Mu Yao said and smiled at He Qianjue, "The terrible and painful life of coolies, and the horrible experience of drifting in the sea thinking that I would die, His Royal Highness Mozun at that time was in front of my eyes. Li is no different from the gods descending to earth, God opened his eyes and rescued me from the fire in the water."

"I am full of reverence for him, and I think about repaying him all the time. I told him that I am willing to work hard for him, and I am willing to die for him, but..." Mu Yao laughed even more happily. I laughed deeply at myself, "You know the character of the devil, he doesn't take me seriously at all, and he doesn't take my gratitude from the bottom of his heart at all, I'm just his evil for tens of thousands of years In my life, I have rarely seen the results of kindness, and I am not worth mentioning at all."

"But during the three years when I was thrown into that mansion by him, I was looking forward to his arrival every day. At that time, Master Mozun seemed to have nothing important to do. He just wandered around every day and occasionally returned to that mansion, so I had a lot of opportunities to see him."

"In order to repay him, I tried to do something for him... I am too young to know anything, so the maid who took care of me said: Why not cook a table of delicious food for the master." Mu Yao said, "So I asked the chef in the kitchen how to cook a lot of dishes, hoping to present His Royal Highness Mozun's favorite food to him."

"Whenever His Majesty Mozun returns to the mansion, I will send him the fruits of my hard work. Although His Majesty Mozun has never tasted the food I made, he is dismissive of mortal food and has no regard for me. Too much interest. At first he would even throw a tantrum at me for breaking into his room, but then he stopped pushing me out when I came over with pastries and tea.”

"I thought I had touched him before." The expression on Mu Yao's face was a bit disappointed.