Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

The phoenix Linyu reflects the dark demon world like daylight. It is rumored that the peerless arrogance of this generation of the Phoenix family has the power of a demigod, and is the most likely candidate to become a god for tens of thousands of years in the world.

She is already of the blood of a demigod, so it shouldn't be a problem for her to face the Demon Lord who is clearly in decline. There have even been rumors in the heavens that as long as she can defeat the Demon Lord, she will be in charge of the ancient Phoenix family in the future.

Everyone was fully expecting the Phoenix to show its talents, and that battle really lived up to everyone's expectations. It was a rare fierce battle since the beginning of the world, and even in the following hundreds of years, there was no grass growing on the ground under its feet.

The huge phantom of the phoenix fought with the dragon clan in mid-air, the shrill phoenix cry and the long chant of the dragon clan resounded all over the field, blood rained down the sky, and the fight was inseparable.

The sky suddenly loosened the clenched fists of the merman who had been watching the battle at dusk, and shouted: "Ayu——"

The black light pierced through the sky and the earth, and the merman youth rushed madly at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Only the dim light pierced through the endless day and night, passed through the top of the sky, and reached the heart of the phoenix.

"Wow—"

The huge phoenix of hundreds of feet was burning with raging flames all over its body, and brazenly met with that jet-black ray of light. After a while, it collapsed under the unbelievable eyes of everyone, falling backwards like a shooting star, causing landslides everywhere it went. Cracked, the ground shook, and blood poured down, staining half of the demon land red.

At the end of the crazily surging demonic energy, the demon venerable remained motionless in his black robe, the fine golden lines outlined by the corners of the robe were torn, only the corners of his eyes were red, shrouded in a turbulent and crazy fighting spirit.

Some people gritted their teeth and tried to struggle: "The Demon Lord is seriously injured and dying, isn't this the right time—"

The devil on the opposite side seemed to have understood their thoughts, his long hair fluttered in the strong wind, and suddenly glanced at the countless immortals on the opposite side one by one.

"It turns out that the legendary proud son of heaven is nothing more than that, but I want to try the taste of immortal blood—"

The sound was like rolling thunder, exploding in people's ears, and all immortals with lower cultivation bases were directly shocked with bleeding from their mouths and noses, and could not stand up.

As the words fell, the pupils of countless immortals in the sky shrank suddenly, and the merman hugged Phoenix's broken body and turned into a stream of light.

"Walk--"

Even if it is a seriously injured and dying body, it still has such power after drinking it, no one dares to pay attention to it, and all of them quickly turned into streamers and fled around.

The Mozun didn't chase after him, but just stood in mid-air, showing a hint of sarcasm as if looking at a clown, and closed his eyes slightly after a while.

No one knew that her fingertips hidden at the bottom of her sleeve trembled and condensed countless blood, but before it dripped, it was directly evaporated by the magic energy and turned into nothing.

Fenghuang is indeed favored by the heavens, even she can only fight to lose both sides, her internal organs have been shaken to pieces at this moment, even if she is not far away from death.

Mozun suddenly turned around, turned into a stream of devilish energy, and approached Yan Mogong. She staggered in step by step, with a winding road of blood behind her. A mouthful of blood came out, and upon closer inspection, there were still internal organs.

The Mozun supported the bed, but at this moment he laughed instead, tilted his head and looked up, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know it hurt.

"Ahem, I, I thought you would run away. If you run away, I will try my best to catch you before I die. This, this is the first time you have been so obedient."

There was a faint cry of killing outside the window. I don't know if it was the chaos in the fairy world or what. He fell to the ground and turned over with difficulty, pulling the chain and crawling up the couch bit by bit.

The chain pierced through Yixian's chest, Qing Yi frowned in pain every time she pulled it, but she still endured it, she was seriously injured, when she couldn't get up and was about to fall, someone reached out and hugged her.

The bitter smell of the medicine made the devil feel inexplicably at ease, holding the little chain in his hand, he went up, touched the pale face of the medical fairy, and the blood in his hand stained the medical fairy's face as soon as it touched it.

Mozun couldn't help frowning, and nervously wiped the blood on Shi Qingyi's face: "You like clean ones the most..."

Shi Qingyi ignored her insanity, and just stretched out her hand to check her wound. There was a huge arm-length hole in her back, and a piece of flesh was torn off by the phoenix beak. Blood flowed.

"Why are you hurt so badly?" Shi Qingyi's hand covering her wound was trembling, and thin spiritual energy was pouring into her wound continuously.

"Well, the injury is indeed serious. The demons, cough, cough, are not as easy to fool as those idiots. They are all taking advantage of their illnesses. Cough, I am dead, you, you would rather die if you stay here..."

Shi Qingyi paused, still looking at her wound carefully: "So?"

The blood-stained hands had slowly climbed up to her neck, and the demon king seemed to be afraid that he would not have the strength to let her escape, so he held her neck with both hands, without much strength, but he held her tightly.

Then he leaned on her shoulder with sullen eyes: "Why don't you just follow me?"

"Qing Yi," her voice was cold and soft as if she was being coquettish, such a strange combination was surprisingly harmonious on her body, like a madman at the end of his life, "will you die with me?"

Shi Qingyi endured the shaking of her hands and bandaged her bloody wound, which could even vaguely see internal organs, and gritted her teeth: "Unlock the chain."

The person on the shoulder didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and slowly tightened the hands around her neck in aggrieved way: "Aren't you willing to die with me?"

"What are you dying for?" The Immortal Doctor's voice was cold, implying a trace of forbearable anger, "You give me a good life."

The door of the palace was broken open, and the weak and soft body of the Mozun tensed up again, and the wound that had just been bandaged was torn open, Shi Qingyi forced the man into his arms: "Don't move—"

Outside the hall, a snow-white leopard tore apart a demon's body with one claw, and rushed towards here quickly.

"Qingyi——"

Shi Qingyi gave a light kiss to the broken horn of the magic dragon: "Hey, let's go back to Fuxi Mountain."

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The ladder leading to Fuxi Mountain was opened again, and a white carriage galloped forward. All kinds of beasts and monsters came running from the mountain, watching the carriage anxiously and expectantly.

The driver was Soyue, she didn't understand why the evil dragon finally opened the chain, the carriage shuttled through the clouds, all the beasts followed, and the brocade outside the wall quietly crawled over to get some leaves and poke out the branches Shout: "My lord?"

After a long time, the curtain of the car was gently lifted by a thin and pale hand, and the fairy doctor inside had long hair hanging over a long snow-white dress, holding a woman in black in his arms.

The man was lying in the Immortal Doctor's arms with half of his face, the exposed half of his face was stained with blood, he frowned slightly, and grabbed a chain that passed through the Immortal Doctor's heart.

Teng Jing felt that the face seemed familiar, and it was only when the Immortal Doctor came out with the man in his arms that she suddenly realized that it was the Demon Lord.

A tail hangs limply behind him, and the whole person is crooked in the arms of the Immortal Doctor. The whole person looks harmless and fragile, not at all like the Demon Lord who is known for his tyranny, cruelty and moodiness.

This scene slowly coincided with a certain moment in the long years, just like when Yaoluo first went up Fuxi Mountain.

Shi Qingyi hugged her, she was too weak to maintain her human form, her legs turned into a dragon's tail, wrapped around the arm of Immortal Yi in a coma, for fear that she would throw herself down.

The monsters in Fuxi Mountain didn't dare to say anything, they just opened the attic silently.

After the great war that shocked the Three Realms, the Demon Lord disappeared without a trace. No one knew where she went, as if she disappeared out of thin air, but her aura remained in the Demon Realm, warning all the monsters that she was only temporarily recuperating in a certain place. It is bound to make a comeback.

No one knew that she was actually hiding in the floating analysis of the three great fairy mountains in the fairy world.

Fuxi's monster only doctor followed the lead, so no rumors were leaked out.

Yaoluo's injury was extremely serious, and it would not heal easily after being burned by the flames of the phoenix. She could only lie on her side and Shi Qingyi applied medicine for her, for fear of hurting her a little.

It's just that the wound was extremely deep, and even if it was just the elixir that was sprinkled in, it hurt. She was sweating coldly, her eyes were dark in pain, and in a trance, she felt soft kisses falling on her back, bit by bit like a fire slowly Start a prairie fire.

Then there was blood from a cut wrist, and Haruka vanilla's blood dripped into her wound.

Mo Zun closed his eyes tightly and then opened them suddenly, as if his heart was filled with something, he restrained and restrained again, finally couldn't restrain himself, turned around like lightning and accurately strangled the slender neck of Yixian.

Get her off her back.

There was only moonlight pouring down in the attic, and what reflected in Mozun's eyes was not only endless evil, but also silent fatigue.

"Shi Qingyi! Why do I hate you so much and love you so much? How can you be like this? When you love someone, you lift her up to the sky. You want to pick off all the stars in the sky. When you don't love, you are so heartless. Digging out the heart and peeling off the skin makes people feel like going to purgatory."

"How can there be people like you in the world? How can there be people like you in the world?"

"Do you think I have no heart? Do you think I can't feel pain? Shi Qingyi!"

Why do you have to do it again? Whenever I want to kill you, you are so kind to me again, making me unable to do it, and making me have illusions.

Mozun's hand tightened little by little, and the moment he was about to strangle her was like waking up from a nightmare: "Why, why can't I even kill you! Why!"

Now the dragon girl whose strength is only a hair away from the god realm is hoarse, and the wind blows up the sky, and fine dragon scales emerge from her hand, looking horrifying, she pinches the neck of the white-clothed immortal, and savagely kills her When he leaned against the wall, he could break her neck with just a little more force.

Her neck was tightly strangled, and she couldn't breathe. Shi Qingyi's eyes were always compassionate and quiet. She looked at the man who was almost insane. A breath of air: "A Luo..."

The red-eyed demons suddenly seemed to be brought back to their senses by this sound, she suddenly let go, and the woman was thrown away several feet, she didn't dare to look any more, and turned her back suddenly.

Only the tightly clenched hands were so hard that the joints were blue and white, affecting the wound, and the blood seeped into the clothes one by one. The demon stood on the spot and his shoulders trembled silently. She was sure that she had never cried, only the cold moonlight soaked the clothes.

After a long time, there was a sound from the ground behind him, as if someone was groping for something, trying to stand up, but knocked somewhere, and let out a muffled groan.

The person behind gently grabbed the corner of her clothes, and said in a panicked voice, "A Luo, I can't see..."