Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Northern Territory.

There was a lot of voices in the Qingyun Inn.

"——I heard Ye Xianjun sneer, 'Swords come!', and the Demon Emperor Sword listened to the command, like a scarlet thunderbolt piercing through the monster's head, nailing it to the mountain wall, and the black mist instantly dissipated, The air is instantly cleared!"

The storyteller was very excited, his mouth was frothing and his face was flushed.

"Then Ye Xianjun made another sword. This sword shone brightly in the Demon Realm, and the sea of ​​blood in the sky was flattened by his sword. The evil of the Chen clan was suppressed by him in the ground, and he would never be able to stand up. Cheers, this is the beginning and end of the first battle at Lumen Mountain."

Has the storyteller's voice reached this point? Suddenly, he slapped the gavel again.

"However, even though the evil has been eradicated and the catastrophe has not yet disappeared, the demon avatar is still watching from outside the territory. He does not know when it will come to the world. The world will be in chaos, and the world will be ups and downs. When the catastrophe arises, who else can do it? Ye Xianjun Step forward like this, save the building from falling, and save the human race from danger?"

Someone said: "Why bother? This is alarmist, don't we still have Ye Xianjun?"

Suddenly someone beside him laughed out loud and said: "The Ye Xianjun you are talking about is the former Demon Venerable Taoist, and now the Demon Realm Co-Lord, the famous Ghost Sword Immortal? Is that one not good? Leaving the right way. Even if you make a move when the catastrophe comes, I'm afraid it will only be in the Demon Realm, but you won't be able to protect you well."

Someone said angrily: "Ye Xianjun is noble in nature, and the reason why he stayed in the Demon Realm was only because of his lost lover. When the catastrophe comes, he will definitely do it? The following will take care of the overall situation of the human race and protect the world."

Before, people just laughed, "Only you righteous people still call him Ye Xianjun with a stern face, and have many fantasies and requests for him. In the Demon Realm, no one dares to make any requests in front of that person, what should you say?"

Demon domain.

The faint candlelight flickered, and there was one person sitting on the high seat.

The man had long hair that was pure white like snow, his robe was as black as thick ink, and there was a bronze ghost mask on his face.

The bloody Shura sword was placed by his hand.

Elder Xue walked into the palace gate, just glanced at it, and then stopped looking up.

I just thought that the wife of the venerable lord back then, and now the new co-lord of the demon domain, is actually more and more similar to the previous demon lord in appearance and momentum?

Many of the demonic powers around him were also dripping with cold sweat.

"My lord. This is the magic soul grass that you ordered us to collect. We have already searched for all the extremely dark places in the entire demon realm, but we only got these seven roots, which did not reach the ninety-nine that the lord said. Damn it, I hope the Lord will forgive me."

The talking moxiu bowed deeply to him, and the surrounding moxiu also knelt down and shouted in unison.

"May the lord forgive me!"

The golden eyes of the person seated were lowered, indifferent and cold.

"Leave the magic soul grass. Let's go."

All the demon cultivators retreated after being pardoned.

Ye Yunlan got up with the red box containing the magic soul grass, held the Shura sword, and walked deep into the magic palace.

Coming to the bright red sea of ​​flowers on the other side, walking through the winding path is like walking through the bridge of Naihe.

Except for the sound of the wind, there is no other sound around.

He returned to the bamboo building.

Someone is lying quietly on the bed.

On the other side, he was handsome and quiet, as if he was just asleep.When he woke up, the hostility between his eyebrows disappeared, and he looked very young.

Ye Yunlan looked at it quietly? After a while, he took out the magic soul grass from the box, and put them under the opponent's pillow one by one.

The Nine Revolving Heaven Demon Physique was born from the gathering of filthy demon energy.

Devil Soul Grass grows in the extreme shade of the Demon Realm, absorbs a large amount of devil energy, and can form an environment full of devil energy for the devil body to absorb.

Originally, the Demon Venerable's life core was broken, and his vitality was gone, so the Nine-Revolution Heavenly Demon Body should have dissipated between heaven and earth.

However, the demon's body has never been dispersed.

Ye Yunlan remembered that when she went to the Fukong Temple to find the method of resurrection for the demon king the month before last, she once asked this question to the presiding master.

The master said that this is because although the opponent's vitality has dissipated, there is still a trace of obsession remaining.

obsession.

He was stunned for a moment.

He also asked the master if there is a way to bring the dead back to life in the world.

The master said, life and death are life and death, so there is no need to force them to stay.

Why bother to stay.

Yes?.

He had a good memory, how could he not remember that in his previous life, when he arrived at the Fukong Temple, he had already asked the same question to the presiding master.

The other party gave him the same answer.

Now he is holding extravagant hopes, and if he walks again, he can only get the same result.

The wheel of fortune is rolling forward, but God's will is like a knife. It seems that something is destined to be irreversible.

He didn't want to ask any more questions.

Turning around and walking back, just after stepping out of the temple gate, I heard the old and benevolent voice of the presiding master again.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, but a phoenix can be nirvana."

He stopped and turned his head suddenly.

However, the temple floating in the air has disappeared without a trace, as if it has never appeared here.

Ye Yunlan took Mozun's hand.

"Today, my master? Created a new style of swordsmanship," he murmured in a low voice. .When you wake up, I will teach you as a teacher."

He sat on the edge of the bed, talking in a low voice.From the difficulties encountered in the practice of swordsmanship, to what he saw and heard in a day?

It's like how he confided to Ling'er under the Jinling tree back then.

When he was tired of talking, he bent down and fell on the demon king's chest.

The white hair was flowing loosely, he wanted to listen to the heartbeat of the other party.

But? Can't hear it.

I can only feel a trace of warmth coagulating in the opponent's heart.

This is the only place where Mozun's whole body still retains warmth.

But Ye Yunlan knew that it wasn't the other party's body temperature.

But when the two cultivators intersected before, the ray of divine fire spirit that the Demon Venerable escaped from his body is now entrenched in the opponent's demon body, beating slowly in the opponent's heart?

Now that the blood of the Ye clan in his body has all been revived, he can sense the slight connection between this ray of divine fire and himself.

This should be the Divine Fire of Nirvana that Shenhuang left behind in the world back then, capable of burning all things.It was only because he had the blood of the Divine Phoenix in his body that he was able to barely sustain the backlash of the divine fire back then, but he was still seriously injured.For other monks, I am afraid that the divine fire would have been burned as soon as it entered the body.

Over the years, the divine fire has been in his body, although it is often agitated, it is still nourished by him with a trace of spirituality.And with the previous double cultivation with the demon king, his blood gradually recovered, and the divine fire became more docile and harmless.

It's just that when they practiced together, they would always chatter and yell, distracting him.

So Mozun wanted to extradite him.

Shenhuo was quite reluctant, and fled and circled in his meridians.It's just that the Demon Lord is tougher than it, he insisted on grabbing this ray of divine fire, and he didn't know how to train it afterwards. In short, the divine fire is no longer noisy, and their cultivation is also harmonious many.

Now that ray of divine fire is entrenched in Mozun's heart.

The warm current that radiated scalded Ye Yunlan's cheeks, giving him the illusion that the Demon Lord was still alive.

He remembered the nirvana that the presiding master spoke of.

Then he put his hand on Mozun's heart, and slowly poured his own spiritual power into it.

The beating of Shenhuo? Seems to have gotten bigger? Some?.

It sounded like a heart beating.

It seemed to be his illusion.

He didn't know whether it would be useful for him to do so, but he just had a little thought in his heart, and he was willing to wait in this life.

After transporting the spiritual power, he lay down quietly on the Mozun for a while before he got up and walked out of the bamboo building.

Close the door.

Suddenly, I heard a child's crisp call from behind.

"Mother?"

Ye Yunlan frowned? Frowning, she turned around and saw a petite child standing in the sea of ​​flowers.The child has a pair of big golden eyes, a head of long golden hair, and a dull hair fluttering in the wind on the top of his head.

The child's facial features are beautiful, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, but his appearance is somewhat similar to him and the Demon Lord.

But Ye Yunlan hadn't seen this child before.

Although the breath of the other party? Teach? He feels familiar.

Thinking back? For a moment, he hesitated to speak.

"Hairball?"

The child stared at him with big eyes, made a "chirp" sound, and ran towards him.

Ye Yunlan doesn't like to be in contact with people very much, even if the children seem to be transformed from the previous hairball.

So subconsciously turned sideways.

The excited child rushed over without looking at the road, and put it on the door with a snap, with a big bump on his forehead.

He seemed to be stunned for a while, and then he realized it belatedly, crying out loudly, and the teardrops fell down.

Ye Yunlan looked down at the face he transformed into, which was somewhat similar to her own and the Demon Lord's, and pursed her lips.

Then raised his hand and touched? Touched his head.

"Don't cry."

The child's crying barely stopped, and just as he raised his head and uttered the word "Mom...", he was interrupted indifferently by Ye Yunlan.

"I'm not your mother."

Fuqiu blinked, and the tears began to flow again.

Ye Yunlan frowned.

"why cry?"

Fuqiu: "Mom... Mom don't want it? Me?..."

Ye Yunlan: "I'm not your mother. I don't want to? You."

The hairball stopped? Crying.

But? I don't understand.Very puzzled.

"Mom, if you still want me, why don't you let me call you mom?"

Ye Yunlan looked at him and felt a bit of a headache.

But? Suddenly heard a huge commotion outside the magic palace, as well as the sound of gongs and drums shaking the sky.

It was very loud and noisy.

It made him frown deeply.

Didn't he already order that within ten miles of the Demon Palace, the Demon Cultivators are not allowed to come and go and make noise?

Looking up, the sky outside the magic palace was brightly lit by the flames, and the flame-burning beasts were flying towards the magic palace in a long line.

The sound of gongs and drums shook as if the ground was shaking.

Someone's voice came from outside the magic palace.

"The Department of Etiquette and Music of the Ye Clan, come to welcome His Highness back to the palace and enthroned."