Seeing Rongli's face change, Zeng Wuxin couldn't help feeling a little satisfied.

Seeing the always high and calm Demon Lord, the first time he showed such an expression, Zeng Wuwu felt endless joy.

"How do I know, maybe you can ask yourself, Monarch."

A trace of complacency flashed in Zeng Wuwu's eyes, and he looked at Rongli coldly with his slightly upturned eyes.

If it wasn't because Rongli lost his cultivation base, and the magic lotus was still in his hands, Zeng Wuwu would not have dared to provoke Rongli so boldly, after all, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two of them.

Rongli gradually recovered his previous indifferent expression.

He never doubted Ming Ye, but another face couldn't help appearing in his mind.

That face has always made him very uncomfortable, even though this person is Ming Ye's elder brother.

Rong Li ignored Zeng Wuxin's ridicule, he just raised his eyes slightly to look at Zeng Wuxin, with a frightening sternness inside: "It must be Mingchen."

There is no doubt in his words, it is completely affirmative.

"How do you know?" Zeng Wuwu subconsciously replied.

After saying this sentence, Zeng Wuwu felt a little annoyed, annoyed that he had been tricked out of words like this.

But it doesn't matter, Rongli is destined not to survive today.

He comforted himself in his heart, and his face recovered from the panic just now, as if he had a plan in mind.

Rongli's eyes revealed such an expression.

But he couldn't figure out why the eldest prince colluded with people in the Demon Realm.

If I think about it again, it has something to do with the princess of the East China Sea.

It seems that these three people have become a line without knowing it.

Rongli knew that Zeng Wuji's purpose was nothing more than the position of the Demon Lord, so what did the eldest prince care about?

Is it the crown prince?

It's ridiculous to say that the position of the crown prince is greater than the brotherhood.

Rongli felt sorry for Mingye for a while, he always regarded others as his own elder brother, and respected him beyond measure, but he didn't know that the elder brother he always respected wanted to take his position.

"Stop talking nonsense, you won't be able to enter this demon realm today, and today will be your death day next year."

Zeng Wuxin waved his hand, and the man in black behind him rushed towards Rongli.

Rongli didn't pay attention to these little minions who were being summoned.

Dark blood was scattered all over the ground, and the whole bloody smell permeated the whole air, which was a little pungent.

At this time, the sky gradually sank, and there was no trace of clouds, and the distance was full of darkness.

The cold wind blew youth Le's black hair, creating a graceful curve. The youth's expression was indifferent, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes, and a few drops of black blood were splashed on his fair cheeks.

The last person who had brought along unintentionally dissipated into the air.

But he didn't have a trace of fear, as if he had some confidence.

"Do you think this will kill me?"

Rong Li looked at Zeng Wuxin who was standing not far away, a shadow covered the side face of the young man, blood dripped down the long sword and fell to the ground, as if dripping on Zeng Wuxin bottom of my heart.

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid. Zeng Wuwu will never forget how Rongli ascended to the position of the Demon Lord. When it comes to ruthlessness, Rongli is unmatched, not only for himself, but also for him. other's.

But Rongli seems to have changed in these years, making him forget how terrifying this young man in front of him used to be.

After all, how can someone who can become a Demon Lord at such a young age be so simple and harmless?

But at this point, Zeng Wuxin had to continue.

Because this is the last chance.

Zeng Wuwu put away the fear in his heart, and said disdainfully: "I might not be able to beat you before, but now you have lost your cultivation, and I have absorbed the magic lotus. It doesn't matter who wins this time." For sure."

Those people before were just trying to consume Rongli.

The wind was raging, the two figures were intertwined, swords and swords were shadowed, and the devilish energy was overflowing, and the place they passed was desolate.

Zeng Wuxin's plan still worked, because Rongli had already lost a certain amount of cultivation due to the previous incident with the magic lotus, and he came out before repairing it, plus the fight just now.

Zeng Wuwu, who had absorbed the magic lotus, had risen to a higher level, and Rong Li, who was at the peak of strength, would naturally not take him seriously, but now Rong Li is struggling a bit.

Unable to dodge the move, Zeng Wuxin hit Rongli's shoulder directly with his palm.

Rong Li only felt a piercing pain that spread from his shoulders to his limbs, and his face instantly turned pale.

Staggering back a few steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, Rong Li wiped the blood from his mouth, "You actually used a forbidden technique."

On the other side, Zeng Wuwu also took a few steps back like Rongli, with blood stains running down the corner of his mouth, which was obviously the backlash caused by the forbidden technique.

"I know I can't kill you with my strength, but it's different now." Zeng Wuwu's lips curved slightly, his eyes were full of pride: "Rongli, Rongli, I didn't think you would have this day, right? Demon Elimination Palm, within three days, you will disappear between the heaven and the earth."

"Heh." Rong Li sneered, his hands moved slightly.

Zeng Wuwu, who was immersed in the excitement, didn't notice it, nor would he have thought that Rongli at this time still had the strength to control the spirit sword.

The sword directly pierced Zeng Wuwu's body at an imperceptible speed.

Zeng Wuwu widened his eyes in a daze, looking at the bloody hole left by Rongli's sword, his eyes were full of resentment, because it was only one step away, and he was only one step away from reaching the position he had always longed for. .

"Bang".

Zeng Wuwu turned into a black mist and dissipated in the air like those previous demons.

With a "wow", a mouthful of blood spat out from Rongli's mouth.

Eventually he couldn't take it anymore and fell to the ground.

At this moment, he suddenly missed his Aye very much.

On the way back to the bedroom, Ming Ye only felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Like the pain of someone poking a lot of knives, the bad premonition in Ming Ye's heart is getting deeper and deeper.

Finally returned to his dormitory.

He thought that if he could see Rongli here, it would only prove that he was thinking too much.

But he did not find that familiar figure in the entire palace.

Ming Ye's heart flustered for a moment, but at the same time he comforted himself.

Maybe Ah Li just had to go back first, yes, that's it.

Ming Ye hastily rushed out of the palace again.

But he didn't expect to meet Ming Chen on the road.

Ming Chen grabbed Ming Ye, and asked with a smile on his face: "Ah Ye, what are you going to do?" It seemed as if he didn't see Ming Ye's anxiety.

After all, he is his elder brother, Ming Ye can only use his only patience to say: "Brother Huang, I have some urgent matters, so I will excuse you first."

Before he was sure that Rongli was safe, he didn't want to waste any time.

After finishing speaking, he brushed away Ming Chen's hand holding him, and walked outside.

Ming Chen looked at Kong Luoluo's hand and chuckled lightly, the gentle smile in his eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only endless coldness.

It was never intended to be a success.

Ming Ye, Ming Ye, I really don't blame me for this, if you want to blame you, you have to blame you for insisting on provoking that Rongli.

The moment he stepped into the Demon Realm, Ming Ye felt that something was wrong here.

It also seemed a little too quiet.

The faint bloody smell gradually permeated Ming Ye's nose along the wind.

For some reason, there was a voice in Ming Ye's heart telling him, following the smell of blood, there would be the person he was looking for.

Without hesitation, Ming Ye searched for the place where the smell came from and walked over.

The more we walked, the stronger the fishy smell became, and the ground was covered with blood.

It's easy to imagine that there must have been a big battle just now, and it was a bit tragic.

Continuing to walk forward, Ming Ye felt a familiar aura.

That's his Xiaoli's, it must be right.

Ming Ye walked with a little bit of joy in his heart, but he didn't expect to see that scene.

The white clothes that the young man wore out of his dormitory had already been dyed blood red.

The eyes that looked at him brightly like stars were closed tightly at this time, and there was no trace of blood on his face, it was completely pale.

Ming Ye stumbled and walked over, he didn't mind the blood and dirt on the young man, and directly hugged the young man tightly in his arms.

The young man's body was slightly cold, and Ming Ye was startled by the coolness, he could hardly feel the young man's vitality.

"Xiao Li." Ming Ye called softly, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Maybe that's what it feels like to lose all hope.

Pat, a tear fell on the young man's face.

"I'm not dead yet, you don't have to cry for me, idiot." The young man's weak voice suddenly came.

Ming Ye's body froze, he quickly looked towards the young man's cheek, with a little panic and caution.

Right now Rong Li is half-opening his eyes, looking at the person in front of him.

For the person who cried for him just now, he didn't know whether to be sad or to be funny.

"Xiaoli."

"Ok?"

"Xiaoli..."

Ming Ye kept chanting the young man's name, as if in this way he could believe that the young man was still by his side.

He really didn't want to experience the feeling of losing his youth again.

"Fool."

Rong Li cursed with a chuckle, but his eyes dimmed a bit, because he knew he didn't have much time.

He no longer has the ability to lift the forbidden technique that he had unintentionally activated.

If he had faced death before, Rongli had never been afraid.

But now he is really reluctant to part with this person in front of him...

Rong Li buried his head in Ming Ye's embrace, feeling the familiar aura, to conceal the reluctance in his eyes.

"Come on, eat this first."

Ming Ye took out the healing medicine that he carried on his body.

After Rong Li ate it, a warm feeling surged in his body instantly, but it only treated the symptoms but not the root cause.

"Where do you want to go back?" Ming Ye softly asked the young man in his arms.

The young man's transparent and pale cheeks gave him the illusion that he could break them with a single poke, and there was always a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Ming Ye didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

Rong Li lowered his eyes slightly, without answering first.

After a while, he looked at Ming Ye and said, "Can you accompany me back to the Demon Palace?"

He had to explain some things, and after the explanation, he could spend the rest of the time with Ming Ye well.

How could Ming Ye disagree with what the young man said, he nodded hastily.

"Then let's go now." He saw the young man shaking his head, "What's wrong?"

Rong Li: "I want to change clothes."

He looked at his blood-stained robe and felt that it was inappropriate to go back like this.

Ming Ye didn't expect the young man to be able to pay attention to his clothes at this time, he laughed and nodded immediately.

Holding the young man in his arms, he found a clear spring, Ming Ye took a bath for the young man, finally changed into clean clothes, and the two returned to the magic hall.

作者有话要说:下一章前世结束。感谢在2021-01-0723:03:36~2021-01-1222:23:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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