Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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After Xiao Chongyan entered the Northland, he did not follow the marks left by Xu Shishi and Qi Xiaoqi to leave in the direction of the Demon Palace.

He stood in front of the boundary marker and thought for a while, then turned around and walked to the other side of the Northland.

The distant figure trembled slightly, and the black clothes changed silently. There were layers of dark lines under the corners of the robes. Xiao Chongyan closed and opened his eyes, and a dark red magic line suddenly appeared between the pupils.

Then the beautiful face was slightly blurred, and then quickly returned to normal.

He cast a blindfold on his own face, and anyone whose cultivation base is lower than others can only see the adjusted appearance, but cannot see his true face clearly.

Xiao Chongyan smiled slightly, and the crimson pupils naturally carried a touch of coldness and affection.

From now on, he is a disciple of Mo Qi, the number one demon general in the north.

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"What are you looking at? Want to fight?"

"See what's wrong with you? I just want to fight!"

"boom--!"

Violent demonic energy came from not far ahead, and the two people who were arguing had already wrestled with each other, and the three floors around them were full of passers-by watching the excitement, cheering and cheering.

The northern region is martial arts, and the folk customs are fierce, and it is precisely because of this that it has been able to resist the crumbling sky pillar of the Wuming Abyss with flesh and blood for thousands of years.

Xiao Chongyan walked around from the crowd, stepped onto a field path beside the road, and soon left the center of the town.

He came to a hut in a remote location.

"Your Majesty the Great Demon Monarch lived in this hut for three years..."

"At that time, the Demon King was only a young man in his sixties, but he survived the heavily guarded City Lord's Mansion with only one demon and one sword, and cut off all the demons who dared to stop him with one sword— "

"This is the beginning of Mianxia's life of conquering the Northland!"

Xiao Chongyan stopped suddenly.

This place is a little different from what he imagined.

He hid his figure beside the thatched pile behind the hut and looked towards the yard of the hut.

A tall male demon was surrounded by a group of demon children who were not more than five or six years old. His ferocious face was full of passion, and he talked endlessly about the great achievements of the northern demon king. Even when he was 15 years old, he He was defeated and seriously injured when encountering a high-level ghost, but he was still able to escape in time. It can be seen that he has begun to have a calm and calm kingly demeanor when he was young... Such words can also be said.

...just shutting your eyes and blowing nonsense.

And the group of young demons could really hear it, they all cheered and raised their hands high, shouting in a childish voice——

"Your Majesty is awesome!"

"I want to be as powerful as Your Majesty!"

"Kill all the villains who dare to bully A Niang!"

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The demon king who had conquered the Northland stood silently, and decided to go back and have a good talk with Xu Shishi about the education of the next generation of the demon clan.

He looked at the backs of those children gradually going away in the sunset, and looked at the hut beside him that still kept the old look, smiled and sighed.

His experience in the hundred years before becoming the Northern Demon Lord was far more absurd than the rumors.

It was a past soaked in blood and pain.

Only he himself knows.

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600 years ago, the northern land was far away from the city.

When it was just dawn, in a remote hut outside the wheat field, there was a young demon who opened the door and left the house, heading for the valley behind.

This demon was dressed in black, with a long sword on his back, and the scabbard was wrapped in gray cloth, which looked very old and cheap.

His figure was also extremely thin, and he looked like he was weak in strength. He coughed softly from time to time, and he was actually a sick and consumptive ghost.

This is Xiao Yi who was hunted down by the human race as a traitor after the blood of the demon race was discovered, and had to go into exile to the Northland.

"Jing Yi, are you still hunting in the Chujing area today?"

At the entrance of the valley, there were already many demons lined up early, and a demon with light-colored magic lines on his cheeks waved towards Xiao Yi from afar.

"Today, I'm going to the Central District to give it a try!"

"En." Xiao Yi just responded flatly, without giving any more responses, and quietly walked into the queue and started queuing up.

"With your strength, you can enter the high-level area long ago. Why do you keep staying at the outermost edge?" The demon clan was not frightened by Xiao Yi's indifference at all, and they came together again, and said with a smile, "The prey in the high-level area can be exchanged for a full hundred magic coins! It is money that you may not be able to earn after three months of hard work in the initial-level area!"

"Jing Yi, how about going to Gaojing District together?"

"Feel sorry."

Then Xiao Yi just shook his head slightly, and then kept silent.

The team soon reached him, and Xiao Yi walked quickly into the valley with his head down, without even looking at the demon behind him.

Because of this, he didn't see the face of the demon suddenly sank, and the strange smile that followed.

"Buzz."

In the secluded and remote corner of the valley, the Impossible Sword was flying aimlessly at low altitude, chopping down the low-level monsters emerging from the side of the tree from time to time, harvesting their lives as if playing around.

Xiao Chongyan quietly sat cross-legged under the tree, silently adjusting his breath.

This valley is a hunting ground for the city, and all demons can enter and kill monsters in exchange for magic coins or living supplies.The hunting ground is divided into three levels: the initial level, the middle level, and the high level. The higher the level, the higher the danger, and the higher the reward after killing.

But Xiao Yi has been here for three months, but he has always stayed in the initial realm area, and dare not go further, for fear of attracting suspicion.

Just like the demons outside the valley, he was rescued by him once at the edge of the middle and high areas, and then he has been pestering him to go hunting in the high areas.

Xiao Yi naturally would not agree.

Not to mention that the origin of the demon clan is unknown, whether it is an enemy or a friend is not yet known, not to mention that he has just entered the Northland not long ago, and he is very unfamiliar with the Northland. ——

Before that, he had to hide his identity.

The Sword Cultivator of Luohe Sword Sect, once the number one genius of the human race, undoubtedly means a lot to Beidi.

There are a lot of people who will hate him, and a lot of people... who will want him.

Get information from Canglan Continent from him, force him to submit to declare war on the human race, or just torture and humiliate him in order to get revenge...

No matter what the situation is, there will be no good ending for Xiao Yi.

So he wants to avoid it.

However, at that time, Xiao Yi practiced in Liuyun Peak all the year round, and rarely went down the mountain. Under the protection of his senior brother, he still didn't know how cruel the cultivation world could be.

He didn't know that things often backfired.

When he was beaten as a traitor by the human race and exiled to the Northland, it was no longer possible for him to hide in the paradise and practice peacefully without caring about world affairs as before.

To survive, you must make choices.

"Cough cough..."

Not far away was a strange aura approaching, Xiao Yi coughed lowly and stood up, stretched out his hand and swung the Unable Sword, wanting to go deeper and avoid the crowd that was about to appear.

The next moment, he found that those people came for him.

"My lord, it's him! He uses the sword technique of Luohe Sword Sect - he is a spy of the human race!"

The demon clan who first talked to Xiao Yi shouted loudly, and led the guard team in the city to appear not far away, his face was full of excitement.

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback.

He watched the demons and the guards who had saved his life encircle him, his expression was silent for a few breaths, and then he silently clenched his sword.

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"Oh my god... that human being is so strong..."

"How many people went in?"

"The security team is completely wiped out! The masters who came from the high-level area just now were also repelled several times-this human is really strong!"

Outside the woodland where Xiao Yi was surrounded, a large number of demons were gathering together, talking excitedly about the battle in the distance.

A human sword cultivator who uses Luohe swordsmanship, dared to go deep into the Northland so far, and after his identity was revealed, he single-handedly defeated more than a dozen members of the guard team, and still had the strength to fight against other strong demons without losing!

The demons are warlike and strong by nature, and they are born with admiration and yearning for the powerful.

Therefore, they spoke highly of Xiao Yi!

"If he is not a human race, he will definitely become one of the top ten demon generals!"

"But he is a human race, and a sword cultivator of Luohe Sword Sect... If he is captured by the City Lord's Mansion and thrown into the arena to become a plaything of the powerful, he might as well die in our hands!"

In the words of those demons, they admired Xiao Yi and recognized him very much.

This is their respect for the strong.

Therefore, when more and more high-level masters entered the mountains and forests but retreated, and finally the chariots of the City Lord's Mansion finally appeared in the sky, many demons showed some regretful expressions.

The city lord is a great cultivator of the Nine Turns Realm, while the human sword cultivator in the forest is only at the Serenity Realm, and has been consumed by the wheel battle so far——

They have already seen the end of Xiao Yi.

"Cough cough cough—uh..."

In the forest, Xiao Yi leaned on the ground with his sword, trying to support himself not to fall, his eyes were blurred and he could hardly see clearly.

His black clothes were soaked in fresh blood, bloodstains were inexhaustible on his face, hands, and sword. Except for him, all the demons around him fell to the ground, life and death unknown.

But Xiao Yi knew that he had reached his limit.

The unhealed injuries got worse and worse, and the Sword Bone Mountain Range was full of cracks and crumbling.

The demon who attracted the guards was lying not far away in a stiff posture, his eyes were wide open in surprise, and he was pierced by the sword through his chest, and he died with regret.

He was the first demon clan Xiao Yi killed after entering the Northland.

"To be able to persist for such a long time under severe injuries, and to injure so many masters of the demon race... is worthy of being the first genius of the human race."

When the car from the city lord's mansion arrived and cast shadows in the forest, all the demons who fell on the ground in the forest were killed in an instant, and the great practitioner full of violence pressed down on Xiao Yi, making Xiao Yi His face grew paler.

A voice with a smile fell on Xiao Yi's ear, carrying a palpitating killing intent.

"Xiao Yi, I can let you choose."

"Do you want to resist me, be defeated by me, abolish your cultivation, throw yourself into the Xiaoguan pavilion, and become a plaything to vent your desires... Or choose to submit to me and live as a demon from now on?"

Xiao Yi smiled lowly.

This demon cultivator didn't give him a choice at all.

He knew he had no choice.

Xiao Yi simply let go of the flying sword in his hand, resisted the pain and turned around, lowered his head towards the demon clan, and said softly: "Xiao Yi is willing to follow the city lord...to serve the city lord."

As a direct disciple of the Luohe Sword Sect and a genius of cultivation in the human race, he was forced to bow his head to a demon clan, which was no less than a merciless humiliation to Xiao Yi.

But to that city lord, this is a beautiful thing worth showing off.

Seeing the handsome and powerful sword cultivator bowing his head obediently in front of him, undoubtedly gave the city lord great satisfaction.

"Hahahaha! Good!"

In the hearty laughter of the city lord, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes, allowing his natal sword to be confiscated, and the invisible shackles entered his body mercilessly, sealing his whole body. Silently suffering from the sudden burst of severe pain in his body.

Under the gaze of the demon clan, Xiao Yi's face was pale, and he walked over with difficulty, quietly and obediently followed behind him, and boarded the castellan's frame together.

His eyes were peaceful.