Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

After getting the Blood Soul Orb, the two of them drove the magic weapon to travel quickly.

The magic weapon under Xu Zizhou's feet was a black compass, he stood on it, his mood could not be calm for a long time, he glanced at the people beside him from time to time out of the corner of his eyes.

Li Yuan walked with his sword, let the bitter wind pass by his body, his black hair and black clothes fluttered in unison, but he didn't move at all, he just closed his eyes and practiced, silent like a cold stone sculpture.

For some reason, Xu Zizhou suddenly felt that this demon cultivator who had killed countless people seemed a bit ethereal at the moment.That cold and white face was handsome and lonely, like the broken moonlight in the sky, falling down in the world.

But the next moment, he sneered in his heart.

This analogy is too ridiculous, I am afraid that people in this Demon Realm will laugh their teeth out when they hear it——the first disciple of the dignified Demon Venerable, who knows all about the cruel methods in the Demon Realm, yet he describes him like a Taoist cultivator, isn't it extremely ridiculous?

Don't be fooled by its appearance.

Xu Zizhou secretly warned in his heart, and he withdrew his eyes and dared not look again, but for some reason, he was still in a state of unrest.

The eighth level of the Demon Realm, where the three major sects of the Demon Dao reside.

As a disciple of the Bone Refining Sect, as soon as Xu Zizhou arrived here, he said to Li Yuan: "Zizhou is very grateful for taking care of senior brother this way, so I bid farewell to senior brother."

Li Yuan said indifferently: "Junior brother, you don't have to be polite."

But Xu Zizhou was not in a hurry to leave, he hesitated for a moment and then said: "To be honest, before leaving, my teacher told me to ask my senior brother to say hello to Mozun on his behalf, I wonder if senior brother can..."

Li Yuan nodded and said: "I will convey it exactly."

After getting the answer, Xu Zizhou's heart sank heavily, he bowed and saluted, then put away the magic weapon and landed in front of the Bone Refining Sect, and hurried in, looking like he was running away.

Li Yuan didn't care what happened to Xu Zizhou, he just stood still in mid-air, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

After a while, a deep and heavy boredom and exhaustion suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes and brows.

This place is tens of thousands of miles away from the Demon Palace.

He looked far to the north.

There was only a hazy cloud and mist, but his eyes seemed to have penetrated through many obstacles, and he saw the huge and endless magic palace standing in the center of the magic domain, like a cage that would swallow up people without seeing the light of the sky.

The first disciple of the Demon Lord?The head of the demon disciples?

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled mockingly.

Li Yuan has always known that he is a sword.

A magic sword forged by the Demon Lord himself.

The devilish energy filling the body, the restriction engraved on the soul, and the desire to kill all confirmed this to him.

He remembered three years ago, when he woke up from the darkness, the first person he saw was Mozun.

His... master.

Demon Venerable called him to Liyuan, saying that it was his name.

He had an intuition that something was wrong, but his blank memory couldn't tell him the origin of this feeling at all.There was only a vague, indescribable emotion burning in his heart, which made him speak a word as if instinctively.

He said, "No."

Then, a strange distorted expression suddenly appeared on the face of the Mozun.

Filled with heavy hostility, extremely gloomy and extremely crazy.

He firmly remembered this expression, because everything that happened after that made him fully understand a truth.

In this world, there is absolutely nothing that the Demon Lord cannot obtain.If you can't get it, you can only destroy it.

——And he, was he destroyed?

Li Yuan looked at his pale palm, there was endless demonic energy flowing in it, which was sealed in the body by ancient spells, forming a body that looked like a living person but inside was a dead thing.

He suddenly felt sick.

Disgusting.

After returning to the Demon Palace, Li Yuan went straight to the main hall.

The huge demon palace was almost dead silent.It wasn't that there was no one there, but when Li Yuan walked this way, he saw no less than a hundred demon cultivators and a large number of puppets.These demon cultivators are all shrouded in black cloaks, walking quietly, hardly talking to anyone, like floating ghosts.And the puppet that lost its mind repeated the movements in its hands mechanically, with a blank expression.

The atmosphere of the entire magic palace is oppressive and cold, and there is a strange smell spreading everywhere. It seems that there is a fierce beast that chooses to devour people, and inexplicable horror shrouds the place.

Li Yuan walked past expressionlessly, covered in demonic energy, holding a long sword with a black sheath in his slender and pale hand, the blood-colored lines were engraved on the scabbard, but it seemed to sink into the skin along his hand, Extremely treacherous.

Seeing him, those demon cultivators who looked like ghosts and shadows stopped and bowed to salute, but he just ignored him and walked quickly. After a while, he came to the main hall of the Demon Palace, where the Demon Lord was there, but there was still Other people's breath.

Li Yuan stopped, thinking about whether to leave first, but soon, the command of the Demon Lord came from his soul: "Come in."

He gave up the idea of ​​leaving, took out the black wooden box containing the blood soul orb from the ring, and walked into the hall.

The main hall of the Demon Palace is dark and empty, with a very high dome, and several ghost lanterns are lit on both sides of the passage.

The Mozun sat on a high position and looked down, tapping his fingers lazily on the armrest with an unpredictable expression.The demon cultivators of each faction stood at the bottom, speculating in cold sweat on the demon's mind, and seeing that he remained silent for a long time, his heart was raised to the extreme.

At this moment, only the creak of the palace door was heard.

The demon cultivator in black walked in, with black hair and snow skin, and an indifferent expression.

Behind him, the door slowly closed again.

In the dark space, only those deep blood eyes are like red lotuses blooming in the abyss and hell, which is so strange and frightening.

Everyone only felt that their spirits were unstable, and even the mighty ones in the fusion stage were captured by these eyes for a moment.After they came back to their senses, they were all secretly startled, lamenting that it was worthy of being handed down by the Demon Venerable, but in the later stage of the Nascent Soul, it would be able to influence people with higher cultivation like them.

Li Yuan ignored all these gazes, and only silently looked at the Demon Lord on the high seat, as if waiting, but also as if asking.

The Demon Venerable chuckled happily, and a deep voice sounded in the hall: "Come forward, my apprentice. I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you doing with the things I entrusted to you?"

After the words fell, everyone tacitly separated to give way to the middle road.

Li Yuan walked to the front of the crowd, knelt down slowly, with his head down, unable to see clearly.

He held the black wooden box in both hands and raised it above his head, his posture was quite submissive, but his voice was as cold as an emotionless puppet: "This disciple has fulfilled his mission and has retrieved the Blood Soul Orb. Please check it, Master."

The demon king narrowed his eyes, but he didn't even look at the black wooden box, he just sized up the man kneeling down wantonly, seeing the lower body from the upper body, as if he could see through the thin layer of clothing and see the slender and beautiful body. Body.

Under his gaze, Li Yuan trembled instinctively.

After a long time, Mozun finally looked back and said: "Bring it up." He turned to look at the others, "Today's discussion is over, please remember today's promise. If there is nothing else, let's go."

Everyone looked at their noses and noses and their hearts, and they didn't dare to speak out to refute, so they all retreated tacitly.

After the crowd cleared away, Mozun stretched out his hands to support his head, his posture became more lazy.Li Yuan approached him with the box, and knelt down again.

This is the way they always get along with each other on weekdays - either the Demon Venerable is sitting and Li Yuan is kneeling, or the Demon Venerable is holding Li Yuan in his arms and doing the love thing.

For Li Yuan, beside the Demon Lord, there was nothing but pain and punishment.All emotions are numb, no joy, no anger, no sadness.

He exists in this world, meaninglessly.

Just exist, not live.

He intuited that he had lost something very important. That thing was sealed in this annoying body, but it was still deeply, deeply integrated into the obsession of the soul, which made him unconsciously reach out and want to touch it.

what is that?

that's... is...

It's something he should never forget...