Rebirth of the Bitch [Transmigration Book]

That day, there was a bloody earthquake outside the stone gate of the Juntian Secret Mansion, and the rumbling sound spread in all directions, shocking the entire Demon Realm. When the masters of the Seven Great Palaces rushed to the scene, the stone gate was restored to its original state, and the sapphire ground was spotless. .

At the same time, all the survivors in the entire primary training area in the center of the Demon Realm heard a voice, resounding like the sound of a grand sacrifice, resounding through the sky.

"The experience of the eight halls is over, and judged by the master of the eight halls of the Demon Realm, the disciples of the Xuantian Hall performed the most outstandingly in this experience. In this life-and-death experience, we will judge the number of people who will enter the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion based on your performance and gains, as well as the number of people who will enter. floor."

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It is said that the one-month experience will end one day earlier, but it seems to be irrelevant whether it is earlier or not-nearly [-] people have participated in the experience, how many are left now?

At that moment, apart from being full of exhaustion and sorrow, almost all the living people collapsed on the ground with their legs limp, and were drawn by streaks of white light and disappeared.

It's just that all of this has nothing to do with Qi Mu.

Xuantian Palace, forbidden area.

The fairy mist is still there, suddenly like a fairyland, a piece of tranquility and peace, even the wind is full of the fragrance of elixir, and the spirit butterflies are flying, beautiful and beautiful.

In the open space in front of the pavilion, next to the stone table, on the Soul Fragrance wooden reclining chair covered with feather and phoenix velvet, a person is lying with his eyes closed, his long hair dancing with the breeze, and his posture is serene, as if he is in a deep sleep.

The gorgeous spirit butterfly came lightly, but danced away as if she didn't want to disturb this person.

After a while, the man lying with his eyes closed opened his red lips slightly, and said slowly, "Here you are, sit down as you like."

The voice is ethereal, with a little casualness.

The space was distorted, and a slender figure appeared out of thin air, with black hair like a waterfall, blood stains on the complicated black robe, and a pair of dark eyes with no waves under the cold mask, and there was no emotion at all.

The smell of blood was looming, and the man lying on the chair suddenly opened his eyes, the unbelievable gaze was fleeting, and there was a hint of urgency in his voice: "You are hurt!"

Frowning slightly, she turned her face away: "It's not your blood."

Yuan Luo didn't answer, just walked over and said: "It's windy here, don't sit for too long, you'll catch cold."

Can't hear the tone of voice, as always, a touch of gentleness, without any ups and downs.

Xian Chen looked coldly at the man who was only half a meter away from him. The distance was neither too much nor too little. Even if he seemed to care, it seemed to be separated forever. The falseness as always seemed to have no sense of reality.

He snorted coldly and said, "Just now I didn't agree with asking you to play chess with me, but you left so resolutely, now that you come back covered in blood, aren't you afraid of polluting my place?"

Yuan Luo stood still, her pupils were dark and unfathomable, and the black mask exuded a gloomy and cold light.

The tone of voice has not changed at all, and what he said seems to have nothing to do with the current situation: "This deity has gone to Juntian Secret Mansion."

Xianchen paused for a moment, turned his head, with a sneering expression on his face: "The Demon Venerable himself made a move, and others naturally couldn't make any waves, let alone a new disciple, the small fights among the younger generation can even bother you Coming here in person is really sympathetic to the people, isn't the people in the Demon Realm grateful?"

Yuan Luo stood quietly without opening his mouth, like a landscape, even though his body was covered in blood, his beauty remained the same.

The silence of the other party seemed to detonate the gunpowder keg again, and the reclining chair on the side fell to the ground with a bang.

Xianchen couldn't restrain his anger, his life essence scattered, and his whole body became bent.

"That's what you say you won't stop. You're just playing with me. Over the years, your so-called tolerance has only reached this point. You really won't let him die! But I regret it, since You are used to being superior, so you should be alone forever, no matter who you are, you are not qualified to stay by your side! Those who try to get close to you should die! Those people in the past died without injustice, haha, you don’t care anyway, It doesn't matter even if you kill him, but this person, this person..."

At the end, he tightly covered his mouth, bright red blood flowed from his fingers, and took a few steps back.

"It's useless to say anything now, I lost. I just didn't expect that you would make such a straightforward move..."

The dark black mask on the black-haired man's face was cold and dull, as if all light and heat were cut off, so that the temperature on this man's body was also bitingly cold.

He walked over, regardless of other people's resistance, directly clasped Xianchen's chin, and stuffed the pill into his mouth - only at this time, his voice was not the slightest bit warm.

"Calm down, you're so angry, you haven't suffered enough? Don't even think about dying again."

"Calm down?" Xian Chen sneered: "You let me calm down? I never knew you were such a warm-hearted person when you left so resolutely to save people! The person who kills me now ruins my carefully arranged plan and ruins everything , Is it true that you plan to trap me here forever, living like this forever, Yuan Luo, you are so cold-blooded, thanks to me..."

Yuan Luo said: "You will only die if you leave. Do you think I will let you die?"

"Life is worse than death. Since you will abandon me one day, why not let me abandon you!"

No matter what I say or do, you don't care. What you care about is whether I die or not.

Yuan Luo still stood upright, like a statue, seemingly unaffected, like a cold black mask on his face, his whole body was so calm that he didn't want to be a normal person.

Xianchen stared at him closely, holding his hands on the chair, with great force, several fingerprints were dented in the hard soul incense wood, his joints turned white, his breathing was short of breath, and at the moment when he finally closed his eyes in despair, a sentence came from his ear: talk.

"The blood sacrifice to Juntian was successful, and the secret palace has been opened."

Xianchen paused suddenly, then raised his head abruptly, his eyes reflected a different light, full of disbelief.

"You, what did you say?"

"The deity said, you are not defeated."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Luo turned around without any hesitation, and disappeared straight into the dense forest.

At the back, Xian Chen, who was holding onto the chair to support his body, suddenly turned pale, his body paused, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Out of the forbidden area, the sky is already dark.

Yuan Luo walked towards the bedroom step by step, the faint smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, the breeze was gusty, without the slightest temperature.

The temperature in the Demon Realm has always been low, but the coldest place is the residence of the Demon Lord. That place is full of resentment and resentment all year round, so it is not a good place.There lived an uncertain demon lord inside. No one knew what he was thinking, and naturally no one would care. It seemed that such a person was born to be lonely.

It is never possible to care about others, let alone be missed.

For endless years, even his name has been forgotten by the world.

This is the punishment of heaven, the punishment that must be suffered in response to the catastrophe thousands of years ago.Thousands of years have been like a day, and I have become accustomed to it.

The supreme demon lord has never thought about these things. He doesn't even know what happiness and anger are and what sadness is.

The person thousands of years ago did not teach him well.

He had never thought about this, let alone experience it.So, it doesn't seem to matter that much.

When he arrived at the bedroom, Yuan paused for a moment, the black light flashed by, the black robe was instantly spotless, and the blood stains disappeared.

Open the door and walk in.

In the huge palace, the bloody atmosphere inside is thicker, and faint breathing can be heard, which is the only heat source in the entire room.

On the gorgeous giant bed lay a bloody boy, with dried blood sticking to his thin body, his tattered robes, and his calm face...

After using the holy medicine for healing, he couldn't move for six hours, and even the blood stains couldn't be removed. The broken clothes were coagulated with flesh and blood, and all the bones in his body were shattered. The left kneecap, shoulder blade and other joint bones were pierced. Even though he has lost his mind, he still doesn't give up. He knows that he will never win, but he still has to fight with his life...

How could this be a fake if he could do this for others!

It's the same as before, even with you...by your side, it's the same as before.Because, you simply... didn't take me seriously...

These words made people unable to calm down.

Yuan Luo walked silently to the throne by the window and sat down, leaned against it, and looked out of the window.For a long while, I didn't know what I was thinking.

On the second day, it was still dark.

The eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, only chaos inside.

At the same time, a gaze was fixed on him, and a deep and magnetic voice came: "Are you awake?"

"Well," Qi Mu replied vaguely, his whole body was extremely heavy, and he couldn't even think clearly: "What time is it, what is the content of today's experiment..."

The throat has been damaged, and the words spoken are slurred, and it is impossible to make out what it is.

Yuan Luo sat up straight slowly and said, "Don't move around."

Qi Mu struggled for a long time, sweating profusely, but he couldn't move his body. He closed his eyes for a long time before opening them, and his Adam's apple moved: "I had a dream, and thought I was dead."

With a hoarse voice, this sentence was clearer than before, but after hearing only a rough idea, Yuan Luo's pupils shrank suddenly.

Qi Mu coughed, with a fishy sweetness in his throat: "...so I'm still alive."

"It's bullshit!"

A great coercion enveloped the entire room, the air was almost frozen, and the atmosphere was suddenly cold.

He couldn't breathe all of a sudden, his lungs were seriously injured, his heart felt extremely uncomfortable, and his whole body convulsed suddenly. Qi Mu couldn't help but struggled, and the unspeakable groggy suddenly hit his soul, and he almost lost his breath for a while.

Yuan Luo gave a sudden pause, all the momentum was restrained in an instant, strode over, stretched out his hand to hold Qi Mu's body, his dark pupils looked a little scary at first glance: "Don't move! Have you had enough nonsense!"

Being touched, the true essence in the body became active again, half of the drowsiness disappeared, Qi Mu's eyes were half closed, and he said weakly: "This is much better..."

The hand that was about to be retracted suddenly paused, and he insisted on maintaining the leaning posture without moving, but the arc of the exposed face seemed to be even colder.

The slight injury healed quickly, Qi Mu slowly breathed out half a breath, his lips parted, and the words he said were much clearer: "I am killing people for you, I can do... anything for you."

Yuan Luo's whole body was cold, and the hand holding Qi Mu's lapel trembled, and said word by word: "I have never asked you to kill people, and I have never asked you to do anything for me!"

Qi Mu opened his eyes, there was no wave on his face, he didn't care about anything he said at all, it seemed that since when these words couldn't be said in his heart, he looked at him straight for a long time, without any fear in his eyes , looking carefully, it was extraordinarily cold.

"Then why do you want to save me? It's not just right to let me die."

Yuan Luo was taken aback for a moment, and then the demon lord, who had never had any emotional fluctuations, turned his eyes blood red instantly like a demon for the first time!

"You all want to die, but this deity will not let you!"

Why do you have to die, death is so easy, does it mean to be fearless if you say it frankly, enough, really enough!

Qi Mu was taken aback by this, but quickly regained his composure. When he saw Yuan Luo again, his eyes were a little complicated, and he said tentatively, "Then what should I do so that you can trust me?"

The bloody pupils still haven't disappeared, just like the first time I saw them, they are extraordinarily easy to talk about.

"This deity has never said that he doesn't believe in you, and this deity has never thought of killing you!"

It is decisive and powerful.

Qi Mu's eyes widened suddenly, his face was as calm as usual, if he looked carefully, his cheeks twitched slightly, staring at those bloody eyes, he could clearly see his blood-stained face inside his pupils.

After a while, the voice became brighter, and then he said slowly: "That is to say, you specially crossed the border of thousands of miles to save me?"

Just as Yuan Luo finished the roar, she seemed a little uncomfortable, and her brows were tightly frowned.

Suddenly, the brain regained clarity, the blood in the eyes faded instantly, and suddenly realized what he had just said, and he was a little dazed.

Seeing the juvenile's playful eyes below, his pupils shrank slightly, and his voice returned to its original state.

"No, the deity just happened to pass by."

Qi Mu almost spurted blood, and slightly looked away.

Seeing it for a moment, I was stunned, and then I realized it later - I was lying on someone else's bed covered in blood, and my sense of smell gradually recovered, which was unbearable for a while.

Without any hesitation, he turned his gaze cheekily, looked at Yuan Luo expressionlessly, there seemed to be a glimmer of sincerity in his eyes, and his voice changed instantly.

"My dear lord, can you help me take a bath?"