[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

From the moment the Demon Lord stepped into the central battlefield, his whole person suddenly became gloomy, and even his flamboyant red hair was unavoidably dimmed under the cover of black clouds all over the sky.

"Central battlefield." Xuande looked at the wind and sand flying outside the tent, and murmured, with a look of nostalgia and sarcasm on his stiff face.

Thousands of years ago, he fought bloody battles here, going through life and death just to guard the human race behind him; but a thousand years later, he stood at the top of the demon race, led his troops to attack, and killed all the objects of protection in the past.How ironic, isn't it?

"How is the battle going?" Xuande left the raised curtain of the tent, no longer staring at the dead scene outside.He turned sideways and cast a sideways glance at Yun Yuan, motioning for him to answer.

"Great victory." Yun Yuan didn't report the results in detail, and the Demon Lord didn't have the time to understand every detail.

"A big victory, or is it?" Hearing this, Xuande's calm face could not help showing surprise.To be honest, the battle between demons and humans has always been [-]-[-], and now that group of cunning half-sages are stationed here, it should be even more difficult.A big victory is not easy.

"Total victory!" Before Yun Yuan could speak, a demon leader in the tent answered first, a resounding voice came from his sturdy body, and the words were full of joy.

When did the Demon Race have such an outstanding record?The generals looked at Yun Yuan with nothing but awe and admiration.They never knew that just a few words from a military adviser can change the situation of the battle and the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers!

Yun Yuan was noncommittal, casually took out a long booklet from his bosom, and handed it to Xuande.

"Legislative Confucianism, the ancients are easy to perish; military strategists, Wu Bai died..." While browsing the records in Xuande, the young man recited the casualties of the high-ranking people of the human race word by word.Every time he uttered a name, the smile in Xuande's eyes increased.

Yun Yuan knew that since Xuande was willing to stand in this taboo place, it meant that he was on the verge of madness.

"Very good." The Demon Lord praised happily after hearing this, without mentioning any casualties on his side.In Xuande's eyes, the lives of the demons are too cheap.And his unscrupulous demeanor suddenly made the face of the demon general on the side of Zhou look a little ugly.

"The human race is in a hurry now, and there will be a semi-sacred presence in the battle tomorrow." Yun Yuan took the booklet back steadily, and the veins in his hands covered under his wide sleeves were exposed.This ink-colored handwriting not only contains the name of the person, but also witnesses the white bones he buried with his own hands.It is precisely because of this that there is no doubt about Yun Yuan within the demon clan, but full of fear and admiration.

"Half-saint? Tomorrow I will fight myself." Xuande nodded to signal the rest of the generals to retreat, leaving Yunyuan alone.

"Which half-holy family is it, can you investigate clearly?" In recent years, there are not a few human races who have been instigated by Yun Yuan, and even places like the central battlefield, where there are only two words of life and death, are unknowingly full of young people's eyeliner.This guy has really brought out the eloquent skills of the old strategists to the limit.

"The Strategist. The half-sage of the Strategist, Lu Buqun." Xuande turned his head suddenly when he heard the words, his overly hasty movements seemed to make a sound of piercing through the air, his eyes fixed on Yun Yuan like a falcon, and it took a long time to move away out of sight.

"There are people in this world who are born to be demons... What a cruel heart, Yun Yuan." Even himself, who had been a demon for a long time, was terrified by the calmness and ruthlessness shown by the young man.For the human race, sometimes the friendship between a teacher and a teacher is a bit more important than that of a parent, and even when Yun Yuan mentioned his former teacher, he was so calm and composed.

Such an existence is either ruthless and unlucky, or... so ambitious that he can give up everything.If the former is fine, if the latter...

What would happen to this world if ghosts got up by any means?An unclear thought flashed through Xuande's mind, and then he laughed it off again.No matter what Yun Yuan wants to do, he doesn't care.Because as long as I killed the half-sage and destroyed the Baijia Pavilion, I would have no more nostalgia.Afterwards, even if the young man broke the sky, Xuande didn't care.

"By the way, I found a very interesting tree on the battlefield, called the drunken flower tree." Yun Yuan seemed not to have heard the sarcasm in the words of the demon king, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said to him with a smile Xuande said.

"Tree?" Xuande didn't know why, he couldn't figure out why the topic suddenly came to this thing, so he could only repeat Yun Yuan's words.

"A tree that can not only bloom, but also sober up." Yun Yuan slowly groped into his thin clothes, holding dark flowers in his white hands, and Xuande vaguely glimpsed the overflow between the other's fingers. purple-black petals.

"Oh, it's ridiculous." Blooming trees are everywhere, and there are all kinds of things to sober up. Could this be some kind of rare thing?Is it worth mentioning it specifically for young people?

"That tree is different. The flowers blooming on the tree are exactly the same as that unique to the monster race. Don't you think it's very..."

"Wonderful?" The young man flipped his wrist flexibly, and the wilting flower was placed straight in front of Xuande's body. From the outline, the beauty of the flower when it was in full bloom could still be discerned.

"Really?" Xuande finally looked pale, not interested at all, and even said a little irritated.

"That's a 1000-year-old tree standing on the east side of the battlefield. It's a long time ago."

"I heard that it was just a wasteland there. I don't know why it suddenly came back to life and gave birth to such a tree." Yun Yuan's voice was unhurried, revealing a little bit of information in every sentence, which slowly caught Xuande's mind .

"East side?" Xuande's heart trembled.Back then, he and Wu Qing were brothers in the wasteland on the east side, taking the heaven and the earth as evidence.Their blood full of vitality was sprinkled on the barren soil, and three years later, they accidentally found that the vegetation was verdant there.

"Drunk and dreaming?" A ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in Xuande's mind, and the momentary impact made his tall and straight body almost unsteady.

Xuande likes wine on the surface, but what he hates the most is the liquid.He had heard of Drunk Life Dream Death, but had never touched it.The Demon Lord involuntarily picked up the withered flower from Yun Yuan's palm, slowly moved it to his nose, closed his eyes and sniffed carefully.

It was a scent he was familiar with, but it was too old, and his memory had long been blurred. Maybe it was an illusion?Thinking in this way, Xuande's fingertips suddenly pressed hard, and the upside-down spikes of the flower branches couldn't hurt his palm in the slightest.I am no longer a weak human race, no longer a naive Taoist young son... He was already a demon thousands of years ago!

Yun Yuan stared at Xuande's bloodshot eyes, watched his struggle and hesitation, and naturally handed out another glass of wine.

"Try it? I heard that you are good at wine. This is the most famous drinker of the Yaozu. I managed to get it."

Xuande stared blankly at the thin and clear wine, and the hand that reached out to take the wine glass was calmer than he imagined.His heart suddenly became quiet, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

The Demon Lord drank the wine boldly, and before the wine entered his throat, he coughed wantonly.Those who didn't know thought that what he drank was not wine, but some kind of intestinal poison.

"Cough cough cough...hahahaha..." Xuande coughed and laughed out loud, he thought that the smell of forgetting had already been deeply rooted in his heart, lurking waiting for him to uncover it and wake up.

"What have I done...drunk and dreamed, have I been drunk and dreamed and died in my own world for thousands of years?" Xuande's body was gradually between the virtual and the real, and his emotions were so turbulent that he was about to collapse.The dark sky outside the camp became more and more solemn, and the flickering and roaring thunder seemed to be brewing a storm, waiting to cry out for the passing of the Demon Lord.

"Wu Qing." Yun Yuan spit out two words lightly, instantly making Xuande's transparent body solid again.The demon lord's eye sockets had all turned scarlet, and his disheveled black hair blocked his obscure expression.

"Where is his burial place...?" Xuande finally staggered to his feet while supporting his body, and his hoarse voice blew past Yun Yuan's ears.He was confused, and almost instinctively followed the young man to the drunken flower tree.

Xuande looked at Panqiu's branches silently, letting the scattered petals fall in front of him.

Ah, it's so strange, it's just standing here, how could you feel the breath of that man?It's so strange, obviously he has abandoned his humanity long ago, how could he suddenly think of all the past... everything, so clear that it's unbelievable.

"I, Wu Qing..."

"I, Xuande..."

"Swear here!"

"The two of us became brothers of different surnames! We depend on death and life, save each other in good and bad times; support each other in adversity, and depend on each other in good and bad..."

"Wu Qing..." The Demon Lord raised his hand to remove the tiny petals stained on his face, but when he lowered his head inadvertently, he found that his fingertips were covered with blood.Before he knew it, he had already burst into tears.Demons don't have tears, so what can only flow from their eyes, can only be blood.

He pressed his forehead against the rough tree trunk, and inserted his fingers deeply into it almost like masochistic.

"This is the place you chose to bury your bones."

"Is this what you have spent 1000 years trying to tell me?" Xuande whispered softly.You want to say that you are not alcoholic and violent, you want to say that you are guilty.Now this feeling, I received.

"Monster clan, drunk, alive, dreamed, dead." Xuande murmured out six words.The moment he tasted the wine, he remembered that it was the fine wine that was popular in military camps thousands of years ago, and it was several times stronger than today's.

The most ridiculous thing is that it took him 1000 years to wake up to the truth, even though the truth is close at hand.

In order to count against them who were too arrogant on the battlefield back then, the Yaozu really worked hard!He's stupid, he's so stupid hahaha...

"You already know." For a long time, from dawn to dusk, Mojun's inaudible questioning voice came out.He knew that everything today might be under the scheme of the young man beside him.

"It's not too early, it's only been two years."

Two years ago, the beginning of the national examination!