Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

The demon lord was stunned for a moment, and then there was a turmoil in his heart. He didn't know how he was spotted by the person in front of him. Unexpectedly, the person answered blankly: "It's a pity."

what a pityIs it a pity that he is not completely dead and still appears in front of him, or is it a pity that he is still entangled with him until now?

As the demon master thought about it, his eyes gradually turned cold, and a surly demonic nature emerged. Amidst the ups and downs of his mood, he just wanted to press the young man in front of him under him, and toss him so hard that he couldn't even cry out the words of rejection.

He had wanted to do this for a long time, from the first moment he saw each other.

He clenched his fingers tightly, suppressing the rushing impulse.

Just because he has missed once, he can't make another mistake this time.

The other party's flawless skin dazzled his eyes, and he saw that person's indifferent face, and his unwavering eyes.

"I'm sorry that the lifeless circle didn't wipe you out," he said.

The demon lord was startled again, and immediately came to his senses.What the other party called just now was not his name when he was in the lower realms, but a name that few people knew since ancient times, and it was branded in the laws of heaven and earth.

Underworld.

In the abyss of the netherworld, the name of the demon lord born of the accumulation of countless dark, filthy sins.

The person who can know his name is only a god.

"Destiny?"

The young man raised his eyes slightly, his silvery eyes were cold and ruthless, "Don't come here without any problems."

The demon lord's eyes sank, and he said, "Leave his body."

The young man shook his head, "The soul is from the same source, he is me, I am him, what is the difference?"

The devil said coldly: "You are not him. It is just an evil thought that dares to interfere with his will?"

The young man stared at him and said indifferently: "Then you, who is his?"

The demon master gritted his teeth, paused for a while, and said word by word: "I am his man."

The pupils of the young man shrank slightly, and his cold eyes seemed to be lost for a moment, as if shocked, as if he couldn't believe it.

But the devil couldn't take it anymore, he slapped him on the back of the head, and brought the fainted man ashore.

...then put on clothes for him and hold him in his arms.

The art of spirit and soul is difficult to break, but Ji Linchuan is determined and determined, he knows best, and evil thoughts are nothing more than a momentary act of violence.

If Ji Linchuan couldn't wake up, he had other means.

Just still worried.

Worrying whether he will be affected by that person's evil thoughts.

And the him who existed in the memory of his life, was he ruthless and murderous?

He knows how different he is from before.

He is a demon born with the world, and has evil born with the world. This kind of evil has gathered in the sky and covered the sky. It has destroyed realms and shattered the world.

If it wasn't for the baptism of hundreds of millions of years, if it wasn't for an accident he did leisurely a few years ago, Ji Linchuan would have turned into flying ashes under his palm like those countless creatures.

The Demon Lord was born powerful but also born lonely. He didn't need anyone to accompany him, whether it was outside the world or in prison.

After all, Ji Linchuan woke up. He rubbed his temples tiredly, then raised his eyes to look at him.

The demon lord's body didn't move, and his arms were very steady. It was difficult to find an expression on the human figure condensed by the black demonic energy, let alone the restlessness in his heart, he didn't want to be known.

Unexpectedly, Ji Linchuan's first sentence was: "...Mingyuan."

The young man's voice was clear and slightly hoarse.

"Your name is very similar to an old friend of mine."

The Demon Lord was silent for a while, and said, "What old friend?"

"He's mine..." Ji Linchuan closed his eyes slightly, and slowly said two words, "Junior brother."

"Oh, this is destined." The devil paused, staring at his expression, and suddenly changed the subject, "What happened to the evil thoughts that possessed you?"

Ji Linchuan said: "I have been suppressed, but the spiritual power in the body is surging, and it is difficult to calm down for the time being."

"What is injected into your body is the power of the kingdom of life-surviving gods." The demon lord pointed his fingertips at his forehead, and he seemed to sigh softly from the bottom of his heart, his tone was still as flat as before, "like my demon kingdom, If you don't get the will to acknowledge it, you won't be able to absorb any power at all. Now it's interesting..."

"Why is it interesting?"

"There will be such a situation, I guess there may be nothing more than two."

"One, it's what the evil thoughts have done to you. Two, it's your own soul, so there is a problem. You can enter the boundary river smoothly, but you are entangled by evil thoughts. How you think is the second kind." More likely."

Ji Linchuan pondered and said: "What you said, is it past life or present life?"

"Hahaha..." The demon lord laughed, "If you are really reincarnated, you would have been immortal since the moment we met." He lowered his voice, and said, "Besides, beings like us, wouldn't die." There are past lives and present lives."

"To live with the world and coexist with the world is the incarnation of the Tao. It can be traced back to the time when the primordial qi is exhausted, and if you abandon yourself, your soul will have no sustenance and will not enter reincarnation. A little bit of consciousness attaches to another person, and that person will no longer be him."

Ji Linchuan frowned, a little hard to understand his words.

The devil said: "I will tell you a story about raising fish."

"I once sprinkled a few fishes on the sea of ​​reincarnation. They shuttled back and forth, extremely happy, and each one is my projection. They are me, and they are not me, but they are still me after all."

"How can I do this?"

The demon lord gave a deep laugh, "Because I'm already standing above the sea of ​​reincarnation and the river of time."

"So from one bank of the sea of ​​samsara to the other, from one end of the river of time to the other, at every moment, in the sky and on the earth, in the reincarnation of all ages, even if there are countless projections, there will always be only one me."

"It's the same with life tracing."

"But after dissipating the primordial qi, he was no longer the 'only'. At that time, he had fallen into the river and sea, together with the countless projections. Since then, the countless him are him, and the countless him are not him , but it wasn’t him after all.”