[Double Life] I Kill Master to Overcome the Tribulation of Love

At this time, the Beidi Demon Emperor, who was all eyes on and watched the world with disdain, was aloof and inviolable.

Solemn and dignified like an emperor who reigns over the world.

But in his heart at this time, no one imagined how tormented he was.

Damn, what have I been doing before?The thief shouted "Catch the thief", one bite at a time, a devil, a villain, and a dog.In the end, he was the god damn devil.

He has lost face now.

He really wanted to die and go back! !

In order not to be embarrassed, he could only forcefully pretend to have amnesia.

Stand steadily, with a cool expression, and pretend that you don't know anything.

There is no face, no existence, as long as I pretend to be like it, they will not be able to expose me.

Hua Li tried to calm himself down here, but Mo Weiyun demolished him on the other side.

If he has to yell at each master, can't he pretend that there is no such thing?

Now that he has become a devil, how can he have the face to respond to him.

His sad rebirth, his sad fate.

The masters of other people's families are all high-spirited and righteous models, so the disciples will be blackened and turned into demons.

How come he is reversed? !Can't you save him some face?

"Master, come with me? Okay?" Mo Weiyun approached, with a soft voice and a mournful expression, as if begging him.

Hua Li also wanted to go with him, but so many people were watching, Er Liang and Lin Xi were also watching, he couldn't let others know that he remembered everything, he had to fake his amnesia to the end.

"Who are you? Why should I go with you?" Hua Li turned around coolly, and put down such a sentence coldly.

"Wow, Your Majesty is so cool, Your Majesty has finally stood up!"

"Your Majesty is too manly, so I said that His Majesty cannot be the one below."

"Your Majesty is giving our demon patriarch too much face, don't give him eyes! Let him go!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people below, each voice getting louder than the other, fearing that Huali and Mo Weiyun might not be able to hear it.

Hua Li's attitude is too elated, everyone in the Demon Race is happier than winning a battle, their Majesty has always been manipulated by this Yichen Immortal Venerable.In my lifetime, I finally saw him toughen up once, and everyone was overjoyed.

At this time, Mo Weiyun grabbed Hua Li's hand in panic, and asked him with a forced smile: "Master, are you playing with me, right? You will never forget me."

Hua Li shook off his hand and said with a stern face: "My lord, please respect yourself, I... I'm alone... I don't know you."

Huali wanted to say something awesome to call herself, but none of them were easy to pronounce. In the end, "Lao Tzu" was both kind and easy to pronounce.

With the sound of Lao Tzu's cry, everyone in the Demon Race erupted again.Call the Demon Emperor 'mighty'.

With their background, coupled with Huali's hard-working performance, Mo Weiyun's face darkened again and again, he had to face the reality, the master had already forgotten him.

"Master, I'm Mo Weiyun. I'm the disciple you will protect even if you never regret it. How could you forget me?"

Hua Li was anxious, he was about to cry when he saw Mo Weiyun, his heart ached to death.

But all men want face. He really can't slap himself in the face in front of so many people.

Feiyuan and Erliang are both rivals in love, and he can't afford to lose this person.

"There is no balance between good and evil. There are so many handsome men and beautiful women in the demon race. How could I fall in love with an upright immortal like you? Can you stop making trouble?" Hua Li's outfit showed ruthlessness to the extreme.

The demons and ghosts who had been looking up at him were so excited, they all jumped up and down and danced for joy.

"Yo, yo, yo, Your Majesty is mighty, Your Majesty."

At this moment, Mo Zhiwei spoke in a moderate voice from behind.

"Master, brother has never mentioned that you like him. You have lost your memory, where did you know that you like him?"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone was thinking about what Mo Weiyun said just now.After confirming that he had never mentioned that Hua Li liked him all the time, Hua Li, who had wonderful expressions on everyone's faces, didn't notice.

He really thought about it...Die!

What kind of apprentices are these teaching!

This Mo Zhiwei, who has disrespected his elders since he was a child, always talks back to him, and now he actually demolishes him in front of so many people!

I paid for the two taels of silver that I bought him back in the first place. If I knew it earlier, I should have asked this bastard to get the money back!

Evil disciples, bully masters and destroy ancestors!

Hua Li's face was blushing, and he didn't think of a reasonable explanation.

In the end, he stuttered and said: "He, he, he looks like this, yes, everyone will like him, am I right?"

It's okay for Huali to have no confidence at all, and at the end of the day, she turned to Mo Zhiwei for verification.

That helpless little expression seemed to be begging Mo Zhiwei to let him go.

Mo Zhi snorted and laughed, and didn't talk back.

Hua Li heaved a sigh of relief, then turned to Mo Weiyun, and reiterated with darker and darker words: "I really don't know you."

Mo Weiyun had a delicate expression, seeing his distressed face, he also shut his mouth in good time.

Only then did Huali turn to the subjects who were utterly disappointed in him, emphasizing it again: "I really don't know him."

It's a pity that his people, although they are a little stupid.But not really fools either.

No one believed him.

Hua Li is so embarrassing, he wants to go back to the soil, he wants to dig a hole to bury himself, and honestly be a dead ghost who can rest in the ground. Only when he is buried in the ground can he not be seen. The face is flushed.

Who did he provoke?I don't spare any sympathy.

After all, it's the Demon Emperor. Does this majesty sweep the floor?How can I mess around in the future?

"Hurry up, let's go." Hua Li couldn't stay any longer, and kicked Mu Xue's ass, urging him to lead the people away.

"Master..."Mo Weiyun just called out.

Hua Li couldn't hold back anymore.

"Don't say anything now, haven't you seen so many people?"

His voice was so low that only a few people around him could hear him.

So except for Cang Yan who turned her head and gave him a big white eye, the reaction of the others was fine.

Mo Weiyun calmed down, and Hua Li led his people down the mountain.

The formation was broken, and Wan Jianzong's true appearance was revealed.

It is still so majestic and steep, the mountain is still the same as before, but the buildings on the mountain have all changed their appearance.

Just like a palace that has changed dynasties, the old look is new, and the prosperity is still there, but it makes people feel the vicissitudes of life.

There is no longer room for Huali here, Beidi Palace is where he belongs.

He has to go.

He wanted to turn back, but didn't dare.

He was afraid that he would burst into tears on the spot because of nostalgia.

He didn't expect to regret it so quickly, and he didn't understand until now.

How precious is Mo Weiyun's [-]-year-old friendship.

He couldn't even say a word of farewell, and he thought that he would see each other again.

But as soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, the sky thunder fell.

The thunder was rolling, and the dark clouds were overwhelming.

The sky is angry and scared.

"Master, be careful!" Mo Weiyun threw him down with quick eyes and hands, receiving the first thunder in his life.

He spurted a mouthful of hot blood onto Huali's chest, with a smile in his eyes.

"Weiyun!" His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who refused to admit that he knew Mo Weiyun just now, shouted Mo Weiyun's name hoarsely.

Mo Weiyun closed her eyes, fell headlong into his arms, and passed out silently.

"Wei Yun!!" Hua Li shoved him with trembling hands, with a crying voice at the end, the sound alone was unbearable to hear.

Feiyuan and Mo Zhiwei also rushed out, he never imagined that the first thunder he summoned would hit Mo Weiyun.

Hua Li's mourning was covered by the thunder, it was like a sob, he had no time to resist, the second thunder struck again.

The sky trembled, and the fire from the sky filled the sky and covered the earth.

Just in the blink of an eye, Wan Jianzong fell into a sea of ​​flames again.

This scene is very familiar, but this time the unconscious person lying on the ground was replaced by Mo Weiyun.

Hua Lisheng received the second thunder.

Then came the third, fourth, fifth... A total of nine lightning strikes struck him.

He was split apart, and then split into a strand of wandering soul, the sky thunder has no intention of stopping.

The people of the demon clan were mourning, and tens of thousands of people were shouting Huali's name, and they all had strange shapes, and they would not shed tears.

But Huali knew that they were crying.

They regard themselves as indispensable as food, not precious jewels, but food, Huali already understood how important he is to them.

But Huali's soul power is too weak to withstand such a toss, nine thunders, it seems that today will be broken here, and it will not be able to protect everyone in the future.

There is also Weiyun, who may have to take a step ahead as a teacher.

It's good that you became a fairy.That way they won't make things difficult for you.

Hua Li scattered lightly amidst howls.

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, a whisk mixed his scattered souls together and put them into the spirit lock bag.

With one last glance, Huali saw an old man with a white beard, and the old man said to him: "This old man is your patriarch, Master Haoyang, you are an unworthy disciple, you ruined my mountain gate, I haven't taught you a lesson yet, you have no way to die... ...".

He said a lot, but Hua Li didn't listen to a single word.

He actually still had some memories that he hadn't recovered just now, but now, he remembered them all.

Because of the sea of ​​flames rising from Wan Jianzong, it brought him back to that day again.

The hibiscus flowers were in full bloom that day, and Xianyun Pavilion was as beautiful as usual.

He was stabbed to death by Mo Weiyun, the blood soaked his palms and stained his white clothes red.

The 'White Bones and Red Flame Formation' was suppressed by his 'Flying Snow Mangu Village', buying time for thousands of disciples of Wan Jianzong to escape.

After Mo Weiyun died on his body, she took two steps back in disgust, fearing that his blood would get on the soles of her shoes.

He looked at the tragic death of Hua Li, and smiled brightly, squatting on the ground with his stomach covered and his shoulders trembling.

Huali's soul left her body, and she saw all this in front of her eyes.

As long as Mo Weiyun smiled, he watched it for as long as possible.

At that time, he thought that at that time, he had already cultivated a heart of stone.

From then on, she will never be influenced by Mo Weiyun again.Everything about him has nothing to do with him.