After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Xie Yu was in the Misty Palace at that time, he raised his head as if feeling something, and glanced outside the Sword Sect. The elegant and beautiful firebird was heading east, a cluster of fiery red tail feathers swaying, and a golden light leaped over the colorful feathers , like burning fireworks.

Ling Xun was talking to Xie Yu, and he followed Xie Yu's gaze. He didn't have a deep impression of the Fire Sparrow, but only remembered that it was raised by Xie Yu: "Its lifespan has arrived?"

The lifespan of the Firefinch family is only a few hundred years.

Xie Yu came back to his senses: "Yes."

Ling Xun didn't mention it, but continued the topic just now: "Are you really not the peak master?"

"I'm very busy." Xie Yu told the truth, "I will rarely go back to Jianzong in the future. Besides, I'm not good at handling these things."

He is a famous sword repairer, a pure sword repairer.

One person, one sword, nothing else is needed.

Thinking of Xie Yu's temperament, Ling Xun laughed, "That's fine. Then you can make a name in Misty Palace for now." Jianzong must at least give Daoist Wushuang the name of an elder.

It's a pity that there is someone at Xunhua Peak, otherwise... Xie Wushuang could take over Hua Xunlu as the peak master.

He remembered that Hua Xunlu and Xie Wushuang had a very good relationship.

In recent days, whenever Ling Xun thinks about his old friend, his mind will be distracted.

As if in a trance, it always took several months to regain consciousness, sometimes years in the blink of an eye: "Wu Shuang..."

The Misty Temple was empty.

Xie Yu has already left.

Yun Buqi lay down and waited outside for a long time, then came in when he heard the words: "Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang, it's been more than five months, and he left early."

Ling Xun wasn't surprised, he just asked casually, "Where did you go?"

Yun Buqi just came back from Liangjie Mountain, and the smell of blood was still all over his body. He raised his eyebrows: "I don't know." The handsome and slutty Taoist slightly raised his lips, gloating a little, "The one who danced a few years ago was very happy. Is this the name of the demon boy, Modoye? He failed to fight for the throne, and was outcompeted by a disciple of Han Laomo, and now he has absconded with a broken demon army."

Moyu is electing a monarch again?

This is not a novelty, the Demon Realm always chooses a monarch every few hundred years, saying that he wants to rule the Demon Realm, and all demons will worship him.But in fact, everyone understands in their hearts that if they don't become dignified, how can they rule the Demon Realm? dead word.

Of course, Moyu is not a powerful monarch without great talent and generality. Ling asked: "You said that the new monarch of Moyu is Rendong?" .”

Lonicera is only a few hundred years old, so he must be the puppet of Old Devil Han.

The Demon Realm is divided into several tribes, and the division of power is very loose. The nominal monarch cannot command the entire Demon Realm, but is only in charge of the imperial court.Just like the declining dynasties of mortals, the vassal kings of all walks of life occupy land as kings, and they only belong to the monarch in name, and they only listen to announcements and do nothing.Only when the Demon Realm is strong, the monarch in the imperial court can command the entire clan.

However, the situation in the last few Tidal Demon Realms is not optimistic. They choose the monarch like playing a house.

Yun Buqi went to the Demon Realm several times and saw something: "Old Devil Han really wants to integrate the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm withdrew from the Liangjie Mountains, and there was a big cleansing inside the imperial court. I went to check it out. Tsk tsk, I haven't had a drink for a few days."

Ling Xun was silent for a while, looking at Yun Buqi: "Why do you always go to the Demon Realm?" The battle between the two mountains started, and Yun Buqi's cultivation was very dangerous. Seeing Yun Buqi not answering, he couldn't bear it He asked, "Do you suspect it's a demon cultivator?"

Hua Xunlu's cause of death is still unknown.

Yun Buqi's expression was indifferent: "Junior sister's cultivation level is not low, who else can there be if it's not a demon cultivator?" He and Hua Xunlu are brothers and sisters. His sister died, and he couldn't even find the bones. How could he be reconciled, "I am Not going to Demon Realm... senior brother, where should I find the culprit?"

Are you in the world of cultivating immortals?

Ling Xun was silent. Among the senior brothers and sisters, Yun Buqi seemed free and easy, but in fact he valued the most affection: "Buqi." Before Yun Buqi left, he said in a low voice, "As for the cause of Xunlu's death, I will ask It's a fortune teller."

He asked the fortune teller to summon his soul, even if he only found a trace of the obsession with finding the way, but he couldn't find it, "The obsession with finding the way has disappeared, she...she left voluntarily."

Hua Xunlu died voluntarily, she had no obsession when she died.

Yun Buqi's hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and he cursed: "Stupid, idiot! It's been so many years, I'm just a mere Ling Wei, what can't I let go of!" It's not like they don't know.

"Don't give up, you have been dead for so many years to find the way." Ling Xun smiled, "You can let go too."

Don't dig into the Demon Realm anymore, "We are the same... now it's just you and me."

Yun Buqi sneered: "Let it go, there is nothing I can't let go of." He still couldn't help being angry, "Since you want to die, then go die!"

He strode away.

Ling Xun was the only one left in Misty Palace, the old man smiled wryly, he knew that Yun Buqi would be angry, so he never mentioned this matter to Yun Buqi, but Yun Buqi always ran to the depths of the Demon Realm, he was really worried What I saw again was not Yun Buqi, but Yun Buqi's corpse.

Ling Xun sat on the main seat. He is the head of Jianzong and has guarded Jianzong for a long time.

Thousands of years, thousands of years?

He shrugged his eyes, this tide, this tide, he should abdicate.

Yun Buqi is too casual, and Hongxue is too cold-tempered... After changing a few candidates, he felt that it was not appropriate. He focused on Xie Wushuang's generation. Xie Wushuang's cultivation is enough, but he doesn't like to worry about mundane things.Yi Luoling and Huang Zui didn't cultivate swords purely, they were sword sects, and the head of the sect must be a sword cultivator no matter what.

Hey... this is not easy to handle.

It's not really nobody.

There is a late-blooming disciple of the Sword Sect, who is neither ostentatious nor low-key.

In fact, all the incidents in the past few hundred years were caused by one person, Qiu Lingjun.It was he who first slaughtered Nanzhao City, and then there was the revenge of the Demon Realm, and the anger of the people in the Immortal Cultivation World—the beginning of this tidal battle between the two worlds.

More than a dozen venerables died one after another in Moyu, their muscles and bones were severely injured, and they were even a little depressed.All these sins need someone to bear and atone for them.

Modoye, who ordered the killing of his enemies, is the best candidate.

He had already withdrawn from the imperial court like a bereaved dog, and the hasty march seemed particularly solemn in the rainy night.Modoye is of noble blood and is the number one genius in the Demon Realm. He is dressed in luxurious black clothes, and his purple eyes are still arrogant.In fact, there was nothing wrong with him. Killing his enemies was indeed revenge. Even if he lost the three venerables, it would not be a loss, even if it caused a battle between the two mountains.

Sooner or later, the Demon Realm and the Immortal Cultivation World will have to fight. The original sin of the Demon Realm's retreat is that the Demon Realm is weak and the Immortal Cultivation World is too strong.

Modoye suddenly stopped: "You are here."

Figure nervous.

There is only one end for those who fail to snatch the throne. He has seen many big scenes with Modoye, but he still feels scared when he thinks of that person. His master is the most talented and courageous person he has ever seen.

But when he saw that person, he only had one thought, that this is the ruler of the Demon Realm, their king.

The silver jewelry was removed, the mask was taken off.

The face is deep and exotic, the young man is tall and straight, his sleeves wrap his solid and smooth body, and his olive green eyes are deep and wild.The boots splashed the rain, and he came out of the rain. The silver snake ring tied around the pigtails was like a living thing, with scales, fangs, and dark and sneaky eyes ready to go, lifelike.

It's still raining.

Modoye is looking at the bright red bloody mark on Lonicera's forehead. He is now at the end of the road and has no escape.Besides, he didn't want to run away either. Looking up at the ruler of Demon Realm, the always proud young man praised: "You are fine."

Lian Dong actually admired Modoye: "Aren't you going to run away?"

Modoye also smiled coldly: "You don't have to mock me." After cutting off the others, he said calmly, "I have known for a long time that I will not be the monarch of this generation of Chaos in the Demon Realm. The emperor respects me as the Lord and listens to my orders." They don't really surrender to me, they just need a shield to protect the real monarch of the Demon Realm, that is you." Seeing Liandong's surprise, he raised his brows slightly, "I am also a descendant of the Venerable after all, the matter of the source of the devil I still know a thing or two."

He was just pushed out by Moyu to protect Lonicera and the real future of Moyu.

Liandong touched his chin, thoughtfully said: "So you are angry, you are not reconciled, and want to really replace me?" Modoye is also a genius, a hero.Moyu is now shouting and killing Modoye, and it is also the result of the help of the demon masters to treat Modoye as a sinner and waste.

It is for him to get to know Modoye with his own hands, to gain the respect of trillions of demon cultivators in the Demon Realm, to push his reputation to the highest level, and to become the true monarch that all people belong to.

Modoye not only has to protect Lonicera from all dangers, but also uses his own flesh and blood as a stepping stone for Lonicera to become king.Lonicera will be a wise and powerful monarch who punishes crimes and punishes evil, and Modoye will be regarded as a sinner and a waste and will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the Demon Realm forever.

It is only natural for Modoye to want to kill him.

Swap the positions of the two of them, and he will definitely find a way to kill Modoye.

"No." Modoye stared at Lonicera, he took out a dagger, handed it to Lonicera, knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and said, "King, cut off my head and take it back as a trophy."

To become the supreme king of the Demon Realm, worshiped by all demons.

Unify the Demon Realm and lead the Demon Realm back to its peak.

The dagger was cold and heavy, Liandong weighed it, and asked uncertainly, "What did you say?"

Rain all over the sky, heavy night.

The handsome and proud young man raised his purple eyes and said calmly, "Modoye is willing to die for the Demon Realm."

It's not dying for honeysuckle, it's Moyu.

Use his flesh and blood to lay the foundation for the prosperity of the Demon Realm.

Modoye knows.

Modoye always knew.

Liandong crushed the dagger, and he shattered Modoye's soul with his palm: "I don't understand you... I really don't understand you, but I respect you. Modoye, I will leave you with a whole body, go back You will also be buried in honor."

He caught the dead body of Modoye, and the rain flowed along the foreheads of the two of them. Amidst the sound of wind and rain, a cold and heavy voice said, "Let's go."