Master, you have changed

The chaos in Xuecheng was maintained by soldiers. Feng Yiye returned to the ruins with Mu Yunke on his back, and Luo Qing stayed behind to look for Luo Yang alone.

Lu Feng quickly bypassed the obstacle this night, and took the time to ask, "You and Mu Yunyu are parting in the bedroom. Is there anyone beside you?"

Mu Yunke nodded: "There is a maid"

Feng Yeye was a little relieved, if there were no one else, Mu Yunyu could not move, and he must have been buried in the ruins.

When the two returned to the ruins of the mansion, Mo Sheng still stood there leisurely, blocking all attacks with a barrier.

But he was tired after all, having played enough games of only defending but not attacking, he wiped out several sky-level masters known as the most powerful with a wave of his hand.

In the era when there were not many immortals, every celestial master was the hope of the sect and the family, and when life died, the expressions of the immortals were even more hatred and disgust.

Mo Sheng's eyebrows were a little tired, and he said: "Maybe the half-demon really deserves to die..."

He was hated by humans, abandoned by demons, but as a demon emperor, he was alone and helpless.

But...why should I die?What did I do wrong?The world wants me to die, but I want to live, and live to be their fear!

The killing made the attack even more frenzied, and someone shouted: "Stop!"

Mo Sheng's gaze passed through the crowd without waves. There are so many fresh lives who are either sad or scolding, they are all the same, and they have long been tired of it.

He looked at the man in the crowd and listened to him shout.

"Everyone stop! Continuing to fight like this will only increase casualties"

"What does Fu Zun Shangxian mean? If such a monstrosity cannot be eradicated, it will be impossible to let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Fu Zun held his sword and raised his eyebrows coldly: "What does Shangxian mean by this?"

"What do you mean? If you don't get rid of the Demon Emperor, your life will be ruined!"

Fu Zun was furious: "Look carefully at what Xuecheng has become now! If the fight continues, tens of thousands of people will surely die!"

There was a gentle voice in the crowd: "Do you know the legend of Xuecheng? This place once suppressed the demon emperor who caused troubles in the world, and this evil person just appeared from Xuecheng. !"

The legend is just a legend after all, no one can prove it, and suddenly someone answered: "Back then, the dust wished the gods to lead mankind out of the disaster, but now the descendants of the gods are still there, just ask and you will know."

Perhaps the Mu family knows the truth of the legend.

Fu Zun said: "The city lord of Xuecheng is Mu Yunyu, and he is the only one here who is the descendant of Chen Yuan, what can the little Huangmao know? It's beyond self-control if we continue to fight!"

He walked to the front of the group of immortals and said to Mo Sheng neither humble nor overbearing: "How about talking calmly?"

Mo Sheng wondered, "What are you talking about?"

"You let Xuecheng go, we won't fight with you"

"Fu Zun! What are you doing! These bloodthirsty demons must be killed!"

The crowd was furious, and Fu Zun insisted on going his own way: "This demon emperor committed murder after being attacked, he still has human nature, everyone, don't be arrogant!"

"Bah! Tangtang Shangxian actually protects a monster! Get out of the way! This monster can't get rid of the chaos in the world!"

Mo Sheng's eyes were strange, with a strange luster, and he said calmly: "I admire you, this condition can be considered, but the people behind you don't agree."

"I'll stop them!"

"Fu Zun Shangxian! You pretend to be a fairy! If you don't let it go, you can't blame others for punishing the crime in the name of collaborating with the enemy!"

Fu Zun frowned, it could be seen that he had endured a lot of hard work, after being scolded a few times, he swung his sword, and the long and huge sword marks cut the ground, even Shangxian had to retreat a few meters to dodge.

He said angrily: "Shut up!"

There was complete silence, and someone shouted softly: "It is said that the sword fairy Fuzun is upright, but he actually defends the demon with his words!"

The voice was hidden in the crowd, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

Fuzun Shangxian turned around and said, "How?"

Mo Sheng's voice became more strange, as if surprised: "You are very different from this group of pious people."

He didn't see any movement, and the noisy and crying Xuecheng suddenly fell silent.

"In that case, the emperor will leave here."

He was walking above the heads of the group of immortals in the air, with blue and red faces intertwined with angry faces below. Several immortals couldn't bear such humiliation, so they stepped forward to intercept him.

The gentle voice said again: "Human beings don't have immortals, if we let him go, we won't have the opportunity to besiege like today!"

The battle broke out immediately, holding the gun and holding the sword in front of him: "Stop! You are disregarding tens of thousands of lives in Xuecheng!"

"Fu Zun Shangxian, you should stop! Compared with the whole world, which one is more important?!"

The sky suddenly swept across the wind and clouds, and the blue and purple light exploded. With the roar of a giant dragon, someone fell lightly and said: "Stop!"

The giant dragon turned into green smoke and dissipated in the air, and the group of immortals found the backbone, and they all stood behind the middle-aged man, saluting respectfully.

"Jiumu Shangxian"

The middle-aged man nodded to signal for everyone to be quiet, and bowed his hands politely to Mo Sheng under the eyes of everyone: "Your Excellency is the Demon King Mo Sheng?"

Mo Sheng... What a long name...

Ever since she chose to become a demon queen ten thousand years ago, this name has been deeply buried in her heart, and she didn't want anyone to know it.

He didn't look familiar to the middle-aged man, and asked, "Who are you?"

.....................

Mu Yunyu was tied to a corner of the broken ruins by Wuhuada, his eyes were fixed on the person who was talking to the Demon Emperor, and the light in his deep eyes was shattered inch by inch.

He struggled hard, but it had no effect except touching the wound and causing pain.

The young man who kidnapped him and dragged him here raised his chin with the back of his sword, showing a terrifying smile.

"Very surprised?"

"Do you think there is nothing we can do if we don't contact the family? No matter what, the Demon Emperor will be born, and your father will come here to support him!"

"It's a pity that your mother didn't come, otherwise it would be a good thing to be a pair of Huangquan mandarin ducks together."

Mu Yun's eyes were about to split open, the light and shadow intertwined in his pupils, the past overlapped with the present, but he couldn't utter half a syllable from his mouth.

Seeing his frightened expression, the young man still felt dissatisfied. The cold, blood-stained sword blade gently slashed across his neck, leaving a line of bloodstains.

"Master Mu's blood is no different from that of ordinary people!"

"Master, why don't you ask me why I said that?"

"Oh, I forgot, you are locked up and cannot speak, so I will kindly explain it to you"

"Because...tomorrow is the anniversary of your father's death!"

Mu Yunyu's strength came from somewhere, and he rolled over on the ruins, knocking him out of reach.

The young man got up angrily, stabbed with the long sword mercilessly: "Why don't you die too!"

"Ding!" The long sword was bounced away, and Huo Se Liu Ying spun around and returned to the original path, one of them rushed over and shouted mournfully: "Brother!"

Feng Yiye took a step behind, Xing Yuan fought back, the young man jumped up and stabbed Mu Yunke who was crouching beside Mu Yunyu and untied.

Before he had time to think, Xing Yuan threw it out again, and the man lay down straight, without making a sound.

Mu Yunke supported Mu Yunyu and sat against half of the wall, crying in panic.

Feng Yiye was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head to smoke Xingyuan, half of his face was covered by scattered long hair, a shadow.

Killed!

I killed someone!

How to do!How to do!

Xing Yuan in his hand was like a soldering iron, he was thrown out the moment he took it.

His hands trembled, his face was pale, his eyes were full of horror, and he ran like fleeing.

Giving up the fight, the clean hands that had been kept for a long time were stained with blood again due to an accident, and the master and his master had just returned to the past when they had never met each other, and they made the same mistakes again!

Not reconciled!Not reconciled!

He ran wildly, stumbled, fell down and got up, fell again while running, and so on.

The eyes seem to be unable to distinguish the color of the world, completely deep blood-colored.

He wiped it with his hand, but the blood was getting more and more, as if he was the only one running in the boundless blood in the whole world.

The nightmare he hadn't experienced for a long time shrouded him again, and he was suppressed and couldn't escape.

In the blood, he suddenly stretched out a pair of hands and pulled him back.

Feng Yiye stared blankly at the master who was holding both hands, the clean and dust-free clothes, the pair of silver eyes that were free from impurities reflected his own, couldn't help but lower his head, the color slowly returned to his eyes.

He didn't want Master to see him cry.

The surroundings are very quiet, the breathing body is very close, and there are many ways.

Feng Yiye saw many feet around him, his heart froze, and he didn't dare to look up.

Hu Qingjue held him by his side, and explained plainly: "This is my apprentice, please forgive me for disturbing everyone."

There was a sigh around, and then silence.

Jiumu Shangxian continued what he said just now: "Mu Tianlan is the direct descendant of Chen Yuan Shangxian, and the current patriarch of the Mu family."

Mo Sheng responded lazily and examined it indifferently.

He said again: "Chen is willing to go to the immortal, he is the disciple of the immortal Bai Xiao."

Mo Sheng's eyes were fixed: "Ice Gate Qingfeng Bai Xiao?"

"Yes, the Mu family has guarded this secret for thousands of years on behalf of the family. Shangxian was accepted as a disciple when he was eight years old, on the day Bingmen was slaughtered."

"The Immortal Venerable found more than [-] survivors of the Ice Gate that day, all of whom hated you very much. Only the Immortal Chen wished to be a disciple when he was young and ignorant, and swore to his death to keep a secret."

Mo Sheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tone was cautious: "What... secret?"

Jiumu Shangxian took off the white cloth wrapped around his back and handed it over, and offered a jade pendant with both hands.

"The demon emperor knows it at a glance"

Mo Sheng took the object, felt something in his heart, hesitation and disbelief flowed in his eyes, his fingertips trembled slightly, and almost eagerly tore off the white cloth, and the deep purple filled the space in an instant.

It's a lyre!

The person's voice and smile seemed to be right in front of his eyes, and while he was waiting anxiously, Bai Xiao, who had returned home to leave the teacher, finally returned and brought this piano.

He said: "Junior Brother Mo likes to play the qin, this qin can be used for both playing music and attacking and defending, so it's just right for you to give it to me."

"Brother, is there a taboo for this piano?"

"Yes, Seven Strings"

"This violin is very good, I like it very much, but the color is not very good-looking. When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely remodel it and make it into the purple that my brother likes most, and then it will be my lifelong weapon~"

"it is good"

Mo Sheng hugged Qixian tightly, shed tears of joy, and kept murmuring: "Great, Qixian is fine! Great! Great!"

Jiumu Shangxian said: "There are words left by the immortal in Yupeili"

The cold wind, not counting howling, passed by, and Bai Xiao's gentle voice after thousands of years blew away the last trace of darkness in his heart.

"Junior brother Mo, Mo Sheng, we are getting married tonight, I am afraid it will be too late if I don't say anything else, Mo Sheng, I am sincerely willing to spend the rest of my life with you, but if you die, what is the point of my life? After everything tonight That's all right, you must live well!"

Tears were dim, flowing quietly, no one moved on the ruins.

Jiu Mudao: "Back then, the Immortal Venerable made a plan. He retreated for two years and taught the dust to find you after all the superior knowledge and worldly wisdom of the Shang Immortal. He used himself as a bait to lure you into Qingfeng, and invited all the Shang Immortals who have the potential to become a Supreme. Immortals set up a net of heaven and earth, use blood techniques to create the illusion of a battle, and seal you with your body. After you are sealed, all the immortals in Qingfeng will be buried with you."

Unknown someone sighed deeply, Mo Sheng held the jade pendant in his hand and put it next to his ear to listen repeatedly, without saying a word for a long time.

Brother, I understand what you mean. I am willing to give up the disputes in the world and return to the forest. Are you willing to wake up for me?

Brother, I know I was wrong!I really got it wrong!

Can you wake up and like me again?

This time, I will definitely love you a hundred times and a thousand times!

Brother, I... Actually, I secretly liked you very early on, and the words on Qingfeng were all angry words, because you refused to go with me.

If you still like me, I am willing to be obedient, and you can do whatever you want!

Brother, let's leave together...