Peerless Demon Pet

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Throwing away the arrow in Ban Xing's hand, Ban Xing was forced to retreat dozens of steps to the side.

"Wu Yue." Xuan Mo raised his eyes and said in a deep voice. "Do you think you can control my consciousness by doing this?"

Unusually firm eyes. Xuan Mo's eyes are pure and no trace of confusion can be seen. But Wu Yue was not surprised by Xuan Mo's sudden return to normal. He just looked at him and smiled faintly.

He beckoned Ban Xing to retreat. Wu Yue narrowed his eyes. The same white as the demon king was more sinister than what he saw at the beginning. He unfolded his robe, and a series of icicles stood up behind him. He didn't say a word. The icicle suddenly Attack Xuan Mo.

Seeing this, Xuan Mo arched his body and dodged from below. He drew a talisman in his palm to meet another round of Wu Yue's attack.

Compared with the mana of Cangyou and others, the Wu Yue is much higher than it. Xuan Mo couldn't help but feel that it was difficult. The talisman paper followed the trend and surrounded the Wu Yue. But the Wu Yue could destroy it instantly.

Sweat dripped from Xuan Mo's face, which is rare due to dealing with the enemy. He wiped it with his hand, and felt anxious. Fate. Seems to treat him like a stray cat.

It's not because of fear and uneasiness. It's just because Wu Yue is too inscrutable. He is fighting with him with a purpose. But Xuan Mo doesn't know his purpose. Looking at his calm face, Xuan Mo can only He frowned deeply. Seeing the trick.

But when he was dealing with Wu Yue, he saw Ban Xing heading towards Yi Ze, and he was taken aback by a blow in the chest.

Yi Ze's arm was injured. The movement was a bit slow when driving the spell. Fortunately, it didn't have much impact.

Xuan Mo confronted Wu Yue again and concentrated on dealing with him. Although Yi Ze lacked a little speed over there, he used his thinking to make up for the flaws caused by the slow speed. He was not at a disadvantage.

However, against Wu Yue with the power of Xuan Mo, Xuan Mo does not have any advantage. In front of him, Xuan Mo is just a human being who has a little knowledge of the art of exorcising demons.

Maybe it's enough playing with bad intentions. Wu Yue no longer retreated to Xuan Mo. He pressed Xuan Mo into a desperate situation. Xuan Mo frowned. The spiritual power of Wu Yue was also weakened weak.

It's not his opponent at all. Is it just that the demon king's attendants are so powerful?

The battle between Yi Ze and Ban Xing is also gradually divided. Ban Xing's sharp arrow seems to be specially made. He not only broke through the barrier Yi Ze set up, but also approached his injured arm layer by layer. He intentionally deepened the crack at his wound. In this way, Yi Ze couldn't hold back and could only be defeated.

Both Xuanmo and Xuanmo were covered in blood. Wu Yue intentionally hurt him but didn't kill him, which is extremely abominable. But Ban Xing wanted to get rid of Yi Ze. But he still couldn't hit the vital point.

The two of them were covered in bruises. Xuan Mo's pale face said calmly, "It's a fact that he died."

Wu Yue naturally knew that he was referring to the Demon King. Seeing his emaciated and restless appearance, Wu Yue felt relieved for some reason. He just wanted to watch Xuan Mo suffer and see him prostrate at his feet, and kicked him hard again. Feet. Smiled at him mockingly. The demon king will never belong to him.

Xuan Mo's appearance betrayed his concern for the Demon King. Wu Yue curled his lips slightly and satirized but did not respond to his words. The more he wanted to know, he refused to tell. He didn't know what happened tens of thousands of years ago. Clearly. There is nothing missing about the friendship between the Demon King and him. He knows everything.

That kind of hatred came from tens of thousands of years ago. But it was silent when they died. It was something that neither he nor the demon king could remember. But it had already flooded in Wu Yue's heart. Why did they fall in love since they met thousands of years ago? But he How many years have you been by Yanxi's side? So many that he can't count. But Yanxi still didn't fall in love with him.

He still remembered the time when he gently touched the corner of Yanxi's mouth while he was asleep. At that time, he was nervous and excited, and accidentally touched his shoulder and elbow. He opened his eyes and looked at the corner of his mouth in astonishment. Lips froze.

After that, all affection turned into indifference. Yan Xi no longer had good relations with him as usual. When he saw him, he just smiled lightly. When he asked him, Yan Xi just said: "We can't .We will never go back to the beginning."

The sound of memories gradually faded away. Wu Yue looked at Xuan Mo in front of him. His hatred fermented in his heart, and slowly spread out more anger. Finally, he slapped his palm hard and reprimanded him in a low voice: "He What does your life and death have to do with you?"

Dust kicked up from his side. Yi Ze fell heavily beside him. Xuan Mo just met Wu Yue's gaze. What's the matter with him? Yes. Did he forget about Xu Yi's death? Wouldn't it be better if the demon king died. Isn't he here to seek revenge?

But in his heart, Wu Yue's words were brooding. He couldn't stop thinking about whether the demon king was alive or dead at the moment, because his brain was not under his control. Once the demon king was mentioned, he couldn't stop thinking. The demon king was his pain .It's his heartbreak. But he still can't let go of his feelings for him.

Even if Xu Yi is dead, he is still in love with Yan Xi. Love and hate are intertwined. He doesn't know what kind of emotion he still has for Yan Xi at the moment. But. He knows. Yan Xi will not leave his life go.

The arrow landed in Yi Ze's throat. Xuan Mo's chest was also trampled under his feet. Ban Xing showed no expression. But Wu Yue raised his chin arrogantly, looked down at him and said, "There is only death for trespassing on the demon world. I won't let you go this time."

Step on it hard. Wu Yue took out the dagger from his waist and made a cut across his arm and waist. In order not to let him die easily, Wu Yue deliberately avoided the parts that could cause death instantly. He needed him He needs to drain every drop of blood from his body. He can't die yet. At least not yet.

The blood dripped down the body and seeped into the snow. The silvery white and the crimson overlapped, making it even more dazzling. The corner of Xuan Mo's mouth curled into a smile. Is he close to Yan Xi at this moment? Let him be buried with Xu Yi's death. Then .Let Yanxi come alive.

It was as if there was a telepathy. Yan Xi's heart throbbed. He frowned impatiently. Thinking of that handsome appearance, his heart trembled uncontrollably. How is Xuan Mo now? Can he see him again.

No one can give him an answer. He is a little sad. But no one knows his sadness. No one knows his urgent desire to wake up at this moment.

Beside him, the man with a temperament similar to his was imprisoned by the ice. Although he couldn't move, he could still see his sad appearance. Looking at Yan Xi's face, he couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart. Who is pity, evil fate, evil fate, it will make people sad.

In this way, he thought of the person in his heart. He was good in the human world. He went back to the demon world without telling him. At this moment, he would also secretly lament because of himself.

An arrow was inserted into his chest. Yi Ze smiled desolately. He hadn't seen Xiu Yue yet. He looked at the expressionless monster in front of him. He couldn't restrain his sadness. It wasn't because he might die soon. It was because Xiu Yue never treated him I said it. I never even liked the word.

The two lay quietly in a pool of blood. The surroundings seemed to become silent because of them. There was no sound in their ears. Only the sky that was different from the human world was reflected in their eyes. Desperate, longing, contradictory and pitiful. But Only two of them knew. There was a person hidden in their hearts. And that person could not be seen when they left.

"Yan Xi..."

"Xiu Yue..."

The two murmured. Yanxi was about to wake up from his deep sleep. Even though he was in the ice, he was still sweating. His whole body was cold. He was eager to break free from this endless sleep.

Something must have happened to Xuan Mo.

Looking at him unable to wake up but frowning impatiently, Xiuyue didn't know why. He suddenly felt that Yi Ze would be strange, and his heart hurt suddenly, and he became uneasy along with Yanxi.

"Master Wu Yue, a red light suddenly appeared on the top of the snow-capped mountain." Suddenly, a little demon from nowhere reported to Wu Yue.

The smile on the corner of Wu Yue's mouth widened. The purple jade flowers bloomed, and the sky was filled with red. Did it finally wake up?

Looking at the direction of the little demon's finger, Wu Yue patted Xuan Mo's near-faint state away: "Look, the demon king is about to be resurrected."

Is that right? It turns out that Yan Xi is really dead at this moment. I feel inexplicably sad.

"That human being was not killed by the demon king. He actually didn't know about it."

"Do you know what that woman asked of me before she died? She killed your closest friend and blamed the demon king. Human beings are really hypocritical."

"Don't blame me. This is the retribution you deserve. You took away the demon king, but you never cherished it. You know how much I hate you."

Xuan Mo was stunned for a long time. Knowing that Yan Xi's death is unimaginable. At this moment, Wu Yue said that even Xu Yi's death has nothing to do with him. Then these days, what is he resenting? I still hated him when I was helping.

"He won't remember you when he wakes up. Even his hatred for you will disappear. So there is no pain for his life. You have to die."

Do you hate him? Yan Xi hates him. Why do you hate him? If all this is a scam, why did he say anything to Yan Xi that made him sad? What is going on with all this.

However, he didn't wait for him to understand all this. He had already fainted due to excessive blood loss.

The crimson light enveloped the entire snow mountain in an instant. I saw a man in white flying to the top of the snow mountain from far to near. He placed the blood-stained man next to the dark red purple jade flower and looked at him. His blood was slowly being sucked. Wu Yue smiled coldly.

To lure the purple jade to bloom with the smell of blood. Now, it is to irrigate with the obsession of Xuan Mo to make it bloom.

Even if all human beings in the world are buried, or all the demons in the demon world, Wu Yue will save the demon king. Watching it absorb Xuan Mo's blood more and more quickly, the smile on the corner of his mouth becomes sinister. Looking into the distance. Soon, the demon king will belong to him alone.

But the purple jade flower suddenly stopped absorbing. The stamens that had just bloomed quickly closed back. Wu Yue was shocked. Could it be that Xuan Mo's obsession with the demon king is not enough to make it bloom.

Looking at the man lying under his feet, Wu Yue seemed to understand something. He was clearly fainted, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. In the dream, what he saw made him give up his nostalgia for the Demon King.

The sleeves flicked away. Wu Yue waved his palm angrily, and a big hole was smashed into the ground. But at the same time, he saw that the purple jade flowers that had gathered together and stopped blooming were shining brightly again.

The blood red seemed to fall from the sky. The purple jade flower seemed to be able to predict who was the person who supplied his blood. It rose from the snow and flew towards that person in an instant.

Wu Yue followed immediately. When he stopped, he was stunned. It was the human who fell under Ban Xing's hands.