I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

There is a teleportation array inside Mengquan Pavilion, and in a square behind the nine-story pagoda, dozens of demon cultivators are guarding it.Seeing them coming, they all bowed their heads and saluted with a very humble attitude.

Fang Qinghong thought to himself that this avatar was quite complete in acting, so he followed Mr. Li and disappeared into the magic circle.

Leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, after arriving in the Central Demon Realm, Young Master Li said that he would show his kindness as a landlord, and took Fang Qinghong around the bustling main city of the Demon Palace.

Quite a number of dignified cars driving all kinds of monsters came from outside the city and drove at high altitude. When they saw their four-headed beast-drawn luxury car, they retreated one after another.

There were also some daring ones who wanted to strike up a conversation and make friends, but Chunyu Yan dismissed them.

Apart from him, his junior sister He Tiantian, Young Master Li and several of his personal guards, Chun Yuyan was also on this trip.

When Fang Qinghong asked who was in charge of the business here, the latter smiled and said that each branch had its own supervisor to take care of it, and he just happened to accompany the master on a tour here.

After finishing speaking, Chunyuyan showed the invitation card to Fang Qinghong, he was a distinguished guest invited by He Lianjue alone.Obviously, the Helian family's definition of him is not just a follower of Mr. Li.

The last time Fang Qinghong came and went in a hurry, except for shopping with Helian Wushe, he went straight to the Demon Palace to chat with Helianjue for half the night.In a hurry to deal with the aftermath, he immediately ran out of the city to join the large army.

After all, in such a large-scale conflict between Taoism and demons, even if there is no leader in the group, the counterattack of the demon cultivators who are forced to jump over the wall is still very troublesome.

Today is different from the past, Fang Qinghong is in the mood to lean against the window lattice and enjoy the scenery of the city.He rested his elbows on the window sill, propped his head and turned his face sideways, with a lazy look.

Without sunlight, the fair skin is still radiant, delicate and plump, with a vibrant rosy color.So that when seeing such a warm skin, there will be a kind of exploration of the owner's appearance and a leisurely yearning.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on the other person's face that he suddenly woke up.

The oncoming wind made Fang Qinghong narrow his eyes slightly, and he could see the scenery of the small mountains, so he turned his head and said to Mr. Li who had been watching him: "Go down and run for a while, what do Mr. Li think?" ?”

Young Master Li smiled slightly, and said, "Your master does as you please."

Without him needing to speak, Chunyuyan moved first, ordering Moxiu, who was driving outside the door, to walk around the city twice after landing.

Fang Qinghong took the initiative to bow to the cat, and Chunyu Yan who turned back spoke up: "Young Master Chunyu, I would like to ask a question, are you from the ancient Chunyu family?"

Chunyuyan froze all over, and subconsciously glanced at her master, seeing that the other party nodded slightly, she began to play freely: "That's right, how did you see that?"

Fang Qinghong turned his head and said lazily, "It's actually very simple, your name."

Chunyuyan was at a loss: "My name??"

The ancient clan system cannot be abolished, and Nuwa should be enshrined or must be enshrined.

Chunyu was the surname of Chi You's servant, so the surname can't be changed, but they can still work on the name.Therefore, people from these tribes will add the word "female" to their names.

For example, Chunyu Yan's Yan.

To this day, only the ancient families with unbroken bloodlines still adhere to the customs of the past.After all, in their view, the past is just a phantom of light, reflecting the glory and glory of the tribe.

Therefore, under a feeling of reminiscence and nostalgia, they will desperately and almost stubbornly grasp the fragments of the past.

The torrent of time is so cruel, no matter how big or deep the wound can be healed, no matter how supreme the glory can be annihilated, talented people come out from generation to generation, and new ones replace old ones.

And the only way to keep yourself from getting lost in the sense of historical emptiness and overgrown with weeds in your barren heart is to firmly grasp your own roots.

Mr. Li took over the quarrel, smiled and explained to his subordinates: "Your Yan character was determined by your uncle to cater to the clan system."

Chunyu Yan suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Fang Qinghong asked curiously: "Why, did Mr. Chunyu not accept this inheritance?"

Before Chunyuyan could speak, Young Master Li interjected first: "Uncle Xiaoyan passed away early and was adopted by me since he was a child. Compared with the heavy burden, I hope he has an easier life."

Hearing this, Chunyuyan burst into tears, and looked at her master like a cute dog wagging her tail: "Thank you, Master, for your compassion, this subordinate will definitely live up to the master's kindness in nurturing!"

Touching the other party's head helplessly, Mr. Li Fang Qinghong said: "Don't listen to him, I only treat him as a younger brother. I have told him many times that there is no need to stick to customs, but I just don't listen. You are really a stubborn child."

Fang Qinghong: "Look at this, it seems that you are very old."

Mr. Li is very serious: "If you talk about age, I am afraid that I am really taller than you here."

"Really?" Fang Qinghong raised his eyebrows, his eyes slanted.It was obviously an ordinary face, but at this moment it became vivid and charming.

The teasing smile in the bottom of the eyes is like a gust of spring breeze, out of thin air, lighting up a third of the spring in the gloomy world.

It's just that this peach blossom blooms proudly and provocatively, and the mouth is full of thorns: "Don't you want to take advantage of me?"

It pricks, but it doesn't hurt, on the contrary, it feels a bit itchy.

The young man in white paused, then slowly calmed down, and let out a muffled laugh from his throat.

The deep magnetic voice shook his chest, and he said in a soft voice: "Don't dare, I still want to befriend you as a friend, how could I do something like smashing my own foot?"

Fang Qinghong turned his face completely, and stared at him intently, as if he wanted to find any clues from this jade-like face.

The latter remained motionless, with an innocent expression.The atmosphere was inexplicably mixed with a little ambiguity because of the corners of his slightly raised mouth.

Chunyu Yan looked left and right, feeling puzzled.

And He Tiantian, who was born to talk a lot, and was afraid of losing his words the whole time after arriving here, had a hard time holding back, deeply feeling that he was out of place among the three men.

"Mr. Li, if you and I don't talk dark words, I'll get right to the point." Fang Qinghong paused, his expression calm: "I believe you specially invited me here, and you didn't just want to make me a friend. Tell me, What do you want me to do for you?"

The wonderful atmosphere is like a bubble, which will burst when you poke it.Mr. Li sat up straight, with a correct attitude: "Mr. Yun is extremely wise and right in his words. I invite you here this time. I really have something to ask."

The car stopped in front of the square where the grand ceremony was going to be held tomorrow, the young man in white looked over Fang Qinghong's shoulders, staring at the empty high platform that was cleared by heavy soldiers.

After a while, his eyes shifted lightly and fixed on the young man's face: "I hope that Mr. Yun can help me capture the five magic weapons in He Lianjue's hand tomorrow."

Fang Qinghong's pupils shrank, and after a while, he laughed out loud: "I don't know Mr. Li, what do you plan to exchange?"

No matter how turbulent the battle under the water is, the succession ceremony of the new lord will still be held as scheduled.At noon the next day, the central square in front of the Lord's Palace was crowded with people.

Only those who hold the invitation letter stamped with the great seal of the Lord are eligible to enter the square area and watch the ceremony at the guest seats on the high platforms on both sides.

Mr. Li's seat was separated from Chunyu Yan's, located on the east and west sides, with a huge square in the middle - it can be seen that He Lianjue was not unaware, and when arranging the seats, he divided the pair of master and servant in advance.

Fang Qinghong secretly thought, probably there are many people in ambushes in the auditorium on both sides.

He stole a glance at Mr. Li next to him. The latter did not change his face, his demeanor was calm, and he even gave Chunyuyan a wink who was hesitant to leave, telling him to keep calm.

After Chunyuyan left, he smiled and led Fang Qinghong to sit down. Because of He Tiantian's status as a "maid", she could only stand behind Fang Qinghong.

He Tiantian: ...

Fang Qinghong quietly sent her a voice transmission: Look carefully, aren't you a monk, you can withstand this storm!

He Tiantian gritted his teeth: Shut up.

He spoke ruthlessly with confidence, but He Tiantian was still very nervous in his heart.It's too exciting to follow others to participate in the great cause of rebellion as soon as you come to Demon Realm!

Fang Qinghong sat on the chair with a calm face, but also muttered in his heart.

The man surnamed Li said he wanted his help, but when asked about the specific plan, he refused to tell him, only saying that he would act together at that time.

Then I have to know what to do!

Isn't running around like this the same as being played around?

The ancient and majestic horn blew, and there was a sound of galloping horses' hooves in the distance. Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the source of the sound. It was the demon king's chariot.

The chariot is pulled by eight ferocious beasts resembling 狴犴, raising their heads and roaring loudly.The car stopped in the center of the square, the door opened automatically, and a woman wearing a black crown and a crown came out of it.

She walked up to the steps, paused for a moment, and then stepped up to the peak of the power of the Demon Realm step by step.

Located in the very center, in front of the towering altar of offering sacrifices to heaven, at some point, a dark figure appeared.

Judging from the tall and straight figure, it can be judged that the man in the black robe is a male.At this moment, he was facing the steps, as if he was watching He Lianjue who was walking up slowly.

The sound of the horn is endless, as if pulling people back to ancient times.The pictures of the past flashed in everyone's minds one after another, and they couldn't help feeling ups and downs.

He Lianjue's mood was also not calm, although her face was so harsh and indifferent.

Back then, her mother who conspired to rebel was executed by her father in public on this high platform.

Today, her daughter will step on the stone steps where she used to bleed, and achieve the supreme position that she has been thinking about all her life, but has never been able to ask for.

Recalling the past, there was no soft pity in her heart, but more disgust and laziness.

What a stupid woman.He Lianjue said so in his heart.

Selfish and vain, after being coaxed into her by the leader of the rebel army, who said that she would honor her when things were done, he jumped into the pit of fire without hesitation.

Even until she died, she didn't know that she couldn't stand loneliness, and Helian Wushe knew all about her secret affair with others.And that person who used to talk sweetly betrayed her mother completely in exchange for not being tortured more severely by Helian Wushe.

The fate can be imagined, after Helian Wushe listened to the man's terrified begging for mercy, he still tortured him with torture.

For Mozun, the surrender before death is worthless.

Because he acquiesced to all of this, he deliberately exposed his mother's flaws, and then passed the news through her, so that those who had been hiding in the dark and harboring evil intentions jumped onto the stage one after another, and performed to their heart's content.

From the beginning to the end, Helian Wushe didn't treat her as a human being at all, and no one treated her as a human being.

He has no rights and no power. He was originally a low-level monk living at the bottom. Once he was chosen by the Lord, he became the host of the Demon Lord's successor.

Naive women don't take this opportunity to gain more things to add value to themselves.

All day long, they sing, sing and dance, and drive around in the car of the demon king, throwing thousands of gold and showing off their might.Abandoned cultivation base, until death is just a Nascent Soul, dreaming of flying up the branches and turning into a phoenix every night.

Little do they know that in Demon Realm, there has always been only one way to become a phoenix by oneself.

No matter how beautiful the chick is, it will only be taken as a Chinese meal.

He Lianjue stood still on the high platform, allowing the man in black to come closer, bending his back towards him.

——"You are the future master of the Demon Realm, and even more so, my daughter! The Demon Realm is yours, and you are mine!"

Before the woman died, the hysterical roar was still in his ears, He Lianjue was expressionless, and sneered in his heart: I don't belong to you, and I don't belong to anyone else.

—— "He wants to kill your mother. He is your enemy. Go over and kill him for me."

Why?

What qualifications do people who have never paid attention to or educated me have to order me?

He Lianjue's face became more and more cold.Of course she knew that her father was a heartless person, and that she was born just to continue the Helian family's dominance.

It's better to call it reuse than love.

And the reason why she was able to have the honor of being under one person and above ten thousand people in the past was because she fought for it when she went through countless ups and downs and made herself "more valuable".

It has nothing to do with my mother.

——"Then I will curse you, and curse you for a lifetime of not being able to ask for it!"

——"No matter what you want, you will lose it in the end!"

I will never, ever, live like you.

He Lianjue slowly raised his hand towards the man in black.She doesn't care about any curses.

Rights and freedom, she will stand at the peak and control her own life single-handedly.And all the existences that stand in the way of her progress...

He Lianjue raised his eyes, and glanced over the viewing platform from the corner of his eye.Just when she saw a figure in the crowd, she couldn't help but pause.

Feeling ups and downs, dry lips moved, silently uttering a name.