Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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"Have you heard that recently there was a mixed blood from Shiwan Mountain... who killed more than a dozen high-ranking demons..."

"It is said that he was ordered to be killed by the human race. It seems that there is something wrong."

"Half a year ago, that man first killed the city lord of the side city, slaughtered a manor, and was hunted all the way north. Not only did he kill all the demons who were chasing him, but he also killed the city lords of several cities... "

"However, this time the Demon Palace sent a Highness Demon to arrest him personally. I'm afraid this half-blood can only come here..."

Excited discussions came to Xiao Yi's ears. He sat by the window calmly, with a pot of red satin, a famous spirit in the Northland, in front of him. around.

On that day, after breaking through the realm nine times, he killed the city lord and the rest of the demons in the manor without hesitation, and was chased all the way. For the past six months, he had hardly slept a wink, and spent the whole time in constant fighting .

Fortunately, he is now at the Ninth Rank Realm, except that he has not yet adapted to the strength at the beginning, and he doesn't know much about the fighting methods of the demons, so he was injured several times, and then he became more and more proficient in killing enemies with the sword.

Since last month, every city he passed by would be blocked by the city lord of the Nine Turns Realm, and some of them were even far above him, but they were beheaded by him one by one.

In the same realm, sword cultivators are invincible, and Luohe Sword Sect sword cultivators are among the best.

But Xiao Yi knew that it would not be so easy soon.

He still remembered the words of the city lord at the beginning.

"Your future master is the Demon Lord of the North..."

This means that the Demon Palace has known about his existence for a long time, but has remained calm, just guiding the pursuers to put pressure on themselves all the way, and even the continuous improvement of the pursuers seems to be deliberately squeezing their own limits.

This kind of cruel competition, where every word and deed is observed and manipulated by others, like raising Gu, made Xiao Yi very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

In the North, the weak have no choice.

He learned this truth from his own experience.

Just like this moment.

"Although red satin is good, drinking it alone is a bit monotonous."

Someone came dressed in red, waving a fan and smiling lightly, and Shi Shiran sat opposite him.

Before that person spoke, Xiao Yi didn't even notice the other person's existence.

——The people who came here have a realm far above him, and they are by no means the great practitioners who were like trash before.

He can't beat the opponent.

Xiao Yi's body tensed up suddenly, and then he relaxed quickly. He looked up and drank as if nothing had happened, and said coldly, "So what?"

"No, it's just that I happen to want to drink too."

The red-clothed demon casually took the jug, poured himself a full glass, lowered his head and sniffed lightly, showing a sighing expression.

"What a glass of red satin, it should be turned into such rubbish that a dog wouldn't even glance at it, it's really damned."

"Just like the waste in this remote place, they are all in the Ninth Turn Realm, and they can be killed by a half-breed who has just broken the Realm 11 people in a row... It's just right to die, are you right? Xiao Yi?"

The demon in red snorted, pointing out Xiao Yi's identity straightforwardly. There was still a half-smile on his bewitching and handsome face, but a stern look suddenly flashed across his eyes, and he poured out all the wine in the cup, coldly He shouted: "Why, don't you see that we have something to talk about? Are you less able to wink than dogs?"

There was a sudden silence all around.

The next moment, those splashed liquors turned into murderous sharp blades, instantly piercing the throats of the demons in every restaurant who were too late to escape, killing them all on the spot!

A demon was about to break out of the window, but the demon in red threw a wine glass straight through his chest, smashing his whole body into the ground outside the restaurant, convulsing and dying.

A scarlet rose was inserted obliquely in the heart of the corpse.

There was a moment of silence on the street outside the restaurant, and then everyone dispersed with a bang, not daring to look at the restaurant again.

The bloody rose is the symbol of His Royal Highness No. 12 in the Demon Palace.

This Twelfth Highness is in the first stage of life, with a temperament that is cloudy and cloudy. Killing is useless, ruthless in turning his face, and takes pleasure in taking people's lives.

No one dared to attract the attention of this Highness.

In the restaurant, next to the seat where the corpses lay all over the place, the demon in red was sipping the wine with a sigh all over his face, and said with a cheerful expression, "If you drink this wine now, it really tastes much better than before—"

He raised his wine glass and looked at Xiao Yi meaningfully: "Xiao Yi, don't you want to drink?"

"Click."

The black-clothed sword repairer raised his glass quietly, clinked glasses obediently with the other party, and drank the wine in the glass with the satisfied smile of the red-clothed demon, looking a little pale.

Just now, when the Twelve Princes in front of him killed someone, the aura around him did not change at all, and Xiao Yi couldn't even see how the other party made the attack——

This also means that once the two meet, he will have no chance of winning.

He will be killed without suspense.

"Surrender and obedience are the only options for the weak."

The demons in red seemed to be very satisfied with Xiao Yi's obedient behavior, with a look of appreciation on their faces, looking at Xiao Yi as if they were looking at a beautiful and precious item.

Assess his usefulness, calculate his worth, and then decide his life or death.

"But it's not enough."

The voice of the demon clan in red became cold, and the cold and ruthless killing intent pressed down heavily on Xiao Yi, and the coercion that belonged to the realm of Baoyi was released mercilessly, forcing Xiao Yi to surrender.

"What I want is a half-blood Xiao Yi who completely submits to Beidi, abandons everything from all races, and only retains the identity of the demon race."

"All the subjects of the northern lands should kneel down and salute to me. Anyone who disrespects me will be killed without mercy."

The red-clothed demons looked at Xiao Yi coldly, and ordered word by word: "Either kneel down, or die."

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"Uh……"

With an unreserved killing intent and coercion, Xiao Yi felt as if he was in an endless bloody purgatory.

The sky above his head was scarlet, his feet were covered with sticky blood, and his front and back were enemies who wanted to take his life. In this world, there was only endless killing and death.

I don't know the way forward, and there is no way back.

And he couldn't escape, let alone overcome all of this.

Pure realm suppression made Xiao Yi fall into the small world of the red-clothed demons without any resistance. In this small world, no matter how he swung his sword, he would never be able to break through the continuous stream of enemies.

After hope, there will always be even worse despair.

Xiao Yi mechanically repeated his sword drawing and drawing back. He didn't know how long he had been fighting, and sometimes he felt as if he had already died, and there was only a body left to bear the endless torture unconsciously.

In this bloody little world, there is only endless killing and death.

And the only one who can take him away is the red-clothed demon sitting on the throne of the blood sea on the mountain of corpses not far away.

The other party looked at him with a smile, stretched out a hand, and pointed under the throne.

The whispered code words kept repeating in Xiao Yi's ears, and countless different voices came back and forth, asking him to give up resistance, to kneel down and surrender.

"Just kneel, kneel at the foot of the throne, bow your head in obedience, and live."

"It's nothing, all demons are like this... as long as you kneel down, you can rise to the top."

"Get down on your knees, don't you want to become stronger? Don't you want to live and meet your brother at the top? Kneel at his feet and treat him as your master, and from then on you can get the supreme status and glory—”

Countless voices gathered together, like a majestic and irreversible decree, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth.

"Kneel down, kneel down—"

Amidst the loud voices, there was suddenly a clear and quiet voice.

"From now on, you are my closed disciple of Liuyunding. Canglan Tiandi, you don't have to kneel to me, let alone the sky. Master doesn't care about these things, so you don't have to kneel on his portrait..."

"According to the Dao, you are defying the sky. If so, why should you submit to the sky? And if there is nothing to be afraid of in the world, what is there to be afraid of in this world?"

"To ask is to ask your heart. From now on, if you are undecided, you can ask your heart."

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"Ask your heart..."

Xiao Yi unconsciously repeated these two words in a low voice, with a dazed expression.

"What is asking the heart..."

——It is to ask for clarification.

In my memory, someone spoke gently and asked this question over and over again.

"Do you want to do this?"

Do you want to come with me?

Do you want to learn to sword?

Do you want to claim the avenue?

—Do you want to kneel?

"Do not--"

Xiao Yi opened his mouth in resistance, his face was pale and gloomy, but his eyes gradually brightened.

——If you don’t kneel, you will die. Do you want to kneel?

"I don't want to die...but I can't kneel..."

If you die if you don’t kneel down, then use your best sword before you die——

This is what he wants!

"Buzz!"

No way, the sword suddenly trembled high-pitched, and the bright sword light leaped out from the tip of the sword, piercing the blood-colored sky, and heading towards the man on the throne without hesitation.

That was a sword that risked life and death!

The Scarlet World trembled slightly, unexpectedly there was a slight sway under the sword intent that could not reach the ninth turn, the sword intent landed on the side of the throne, and was pinched by the red-clothed demon under his fingertips.

As the sword intent circulated, the opponent's breath changed quietly.

The Demon Race sitting on the throne smiled with interest, put away the sword intent, and finally took a last look at Xiao Yi who was still standing on his feet.

Those beautiful red eyes seemed to be filled with extremely bright starlight.

"However, in the Nine Turns Realm, you can touch the mind of the Great Dao."

"The human race actually expelled such a genius with their own hands... It's really stupid and stupid."

"Xiao Yi?"

The red dress on the demon clan suddenly changed, turning into a black emperor's suit, which was dragged to the ground.

The power far surpassing the initial stage of hugging suddenly descended at that glance, and the sword cultivator in black fell to the ground without a sound, and fell into a coma.

"I am the Demon Lord of the Northland, and I grant you the right not to kneel when I see you from now on."

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

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"Well……"

When Xiao Yi woke up again, he found that he was sleeping in a huge palace. The maids guarding outside saw him wake up, and saluted him with great joy.

"The Thirteenth Highness is awake!"

"Your Highness the Thirteenth, do you feel uncomfortable? The maidservant went to Xuan Yuyi—"

"Your Majesty Thirteenth, Your Majesty personally visited your body two days ago, but please remember to thank you."

"His Thirteenth Highness..."

Xiao Yi: "..."

After more than ten years of fleeing between life and death, suddenly there are several gentle and pleasant maids who greet you and serve you attentively, which makes him feel uncomfortable for a while.

He waved his hand to signal the maids to back away, fearing that once he was approached... he would reflexively draw his sword.

"Your Highness, don't worry, you would suddenly draw your sword while you were asleep, and the servants are already used to it..."

Who would have thought that those maids would speak with a smile, gently but unquestionably hold Xiao Yi down, and help him to wash up.

"Our Thirteenth Highness was brought back to the Demon Palace by His Majesty himself, which is enough to show how much you have been favored..."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly: "Your Highness the Thirteenth?"

As soon as he woke up, he heard them calling himself this, and His Majesty?magic palace?

So after he fell into a coma... he was brought back to the Demon Palace by the Demon Lord of the Northland.

The red-clothed demon who blocked him turned out to be His Majesty the Demon Lord?

"You have been conferred the No. 13 Demonic Highness of the Northland by His Majesty, and you are pardoned for not having to kneel down." The maid's voice was gentle and soft, but her tone was very serious. You explain everything clearly."

"Your Highness, the Demon Palace is much more dangerous than other places in the Northland. Every Highness is an opponent for the position of Demon Lord in the future... Now that you have just entered the Demon Palace, you have been favored by this grand prince. I am afraid that you have become a thorn in the side of others. "

The maids lined up in a row, their expressions extremely serious and cautious.

"In the Northland, only the devil who survives at the end can become the devil."

Xiao Yi's expression changed suddenly, showing disbelief in his eyes.

He naturally heard the meaning behind this sentence.

Only the devil who survived can become the devil.

Because all the other devils, before that— were dead.

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Xiao Yi soon understood what the maid said really meant.

A month later, the battlefield under Tianzhu was re-divided, and he became the commander of the Chishuihe battlefield.

Chishuihe battlefield, Wumingyuan Tianzhu battlefield, the closest to Tianzhu, the most dangerous, the most chaotic, and the most difficult battlefield for the demons participating in the battle.

In that battlefield, almost all the criminals from the Arcatraz were fighting, filling the vacancy in the defense by exchanging lives for lives.

Chishuihe had never had a commander before, and all the demon generals avoided it.

It is conceivable that as His Highness of the Demon Palace, Xiao Yi will face an unpredictable situation when he parachutes into Chishui River.

In front of him was a group of ghosts that continued far away under the sky pillar, and it was a dark sky covering the sky that he had never seen in his previous decades of life.Behind him are the most lawless criminals in the entire Northland. As long as he is a little tired and weak, he may be met with a sharp knife from behind at any time.

The other twelve demons just wanted to make this young outsider of the Demon Palace never get out of the Chishui River again!

"I'm Xiao Yi, your commander."

By the Chishui River, Xiao Yi looked indifferently at the disdainful and sarcastic demons behind him, and simply introduced himself.

"It doesn't matter who I am, and it doesn't matter who you are. In Chishui River, stopping the ghosts and guarding Chishui River is the only meaning we are here."

"The only thing I ask of you is to obey my orders."

In living in the Northland for nearly a year, Xiao Yi has fully understood how to use the survival rules of the Northland through his own personal experience.

The weak will eat the strong, and if you refuse to obey, you will die.

It's that simple.

"I'll give you one day to consider the consequences of disobedience."

Xiao Yi spoke briefly, threatening words without any killing intent, then he turned around and stretched out his hand quietly amidst the sneers and boos behind him.

No way, the sword groaned happily in his hand.

Every sword is eager to kill and die, and the Chishui River battlefield is full of lives that can be harvested.

Under the dark sky, the slender black-clothed sword cultivator stood alone in front of the torrent swarming from the army of ghosts, as insignificant as if vulnerable to a single blow.

But when he raised his sword flat, he pointed it far ahead.

The astonishing sword intent soared into the sky, and the palpitating killing intent spread across the world in an instant, suppressing everything in front of him and behind him, making people no longer have the heart to resist!

Just a sword.

The army of ghosts was wiped out, the dark sky dissipated with a bang, and even the Chishui River was cut off by this sword, diverted its course——

Cut through Chishui with one sword!

A crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the endlessly flowing Chishui River, everything was disappearing under the bottomless crack, and countless ghosts fell into it with howls, and suddenly shattered into a rain of blood.

That scene has since become a nightmare for countless demons and ghosts.

After this battle, Xiao Yi became famous at the Chishui River!

Since then, the whole Northland has known that His Royal Highness No. 13 of the Demon Palace is a sword master with unparalleled sword skills in the world.

And the demons on the Chishui River battlefield surrendered, willingly respecting Xiao Yi, and the battle on the Chishui River battlefield has become more and more stable since then.

Xiao Yi stayed on the Chishui River battlefield for 20 years. At the other end of the Chishui River, he brought back a demon boy who grew up among ghost corpses and became the opponent's master.

He kept firing swords in the Chishui River. Although his realm had not improved, his sword intent became sharper and unparalleled.

His prestige in the Northland is getting higher and higher, and the Demon Lord also praises him constantly, and the rewards are like clouds, and he is so powerful that he can almost be said to be at the height of the sky.

Now everyone in the Northland knows that the youngest thirteenth highness of the Demon Palace is the most favored and valued courtier by the Demon Lord.

But for Xiao Yi, what came with these was the endless assassination and frame-up.

Before he returned to the Demon Palace to report on his duties, when he supervised the battle at the Chishui River for the last time, three demons personally took action and set up an ambush on the other side of the Chishui River.

In this battle, Xiao Yi was seriously injured and fled to the other side of the Chishui River, where he disappeared for ten years.

Because of this, he also got acquainted with the mysterious and unpredictable ghost domain master, and gained the other party's approval inadvertently, and unknowingly forged a cause and effect for everything that happened hundreds of years later.

Later, he strayed into the forbidden area of ​​Zitong's sect while fleeing, but won the trust and loyalty of this sect by mistake.Suman, the little princess of Zitong's family, who is his future second general, left home because of this, and has followed Xiao Yi ever since.

When I first met Suman, the future was full of charm and decisiveness. The second magic general known as the "Purple-eyed Witch" was still a little girl who was not as tall as his chest.

Mo Qi and Su Man accompanied Xiao Yi to the end in the treacherous and frightening battles in the magic palace for decades to come.

They are his most important subordinates, and once became his dependent family members.

So Xiao Yi never thought that one of them would betray.

He never thought that that person would point the sword in his hand at himself in the end, wanting to die so ruthlessly.

He was disappointed.

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"Two days ago, the Devil's Palace issued an arrest warrant, and the second devil who was imprisoned in the Arcatraz Prison escaped..."

"Zi Tong's family has not made a statement so far. The top ten demon generals are rushing from their respective places to the Demon Palace. There is something wrong with the atmosphere in the Demon City..."

Low voices of discussion sounded from not far away, awakening Xiao Chongyan who was trapped in memories.

He silently pinched the secret letter that suddenly appeared in front of him, released the spiritual power from his fingertips, left behind a few strokes, and then disappeared together with the secret letter.

He still doesn't understand why Suman did this.

Xiao Chongyan looked up at the crimson blood-colored night sky, then turned around and headed east.

There are still some things that he wants to take another look at.