"It's a pity."

The young man sighed, his tone was flying, and with a mocking smile, he said to him with a smile: "You failed to kill me."

"I survived."

Huai'an pushed Bai Luochen away, walked up to the head of Baiyun, bent down and raised his chin, opening a malicious arc.

"Not only did I survive, I also abducted the pillars of your White Cloud Palace, Bai Qiuqiang, do you hate me?"

Sect Leader Baiyun naturally hated it.

But what can I hate?

Baiyun Palace was still captured by the demon cultivators, and the entire Baiyun Palace fell into a passive situation. Before the other sects even had time to send reinforcements, these demon cultivators had already broken through the protective barrier of Baiyun Palace.

No matter how resentful the head of Baiyun was, he didn't dare to show it on his face, he could only hide it deep in his heart, and looked at the young man calmly.

Even though he was kneeling on the ground and was forced to clench his chin, there was still a hint of pride in his eyes, like pines and cypresses standing on a cliff in the wind and rain, showing his pride.

Huaian smiled softly.

"Bai Qiuqiang, do you know? Your hypocrisy is really disgusting."

Sect Master Baiyun remained silent, he silently protected the two disciples behind him in a barrier, and looked at the young man indifferently.

The boy who had softened his heart twice.

The first time his heart softened was when he was still five years old.

The second time his heart softened was when he was only eleven or twelve years old.

The head of Baiyun has never hated himself so much for a moment as he does now.

Huai'an raised the corners of his lips and smiled. He didn't pay attention to Master Baiyun's eyes. He turned his head to look at Moxiu in the distance. His voice was slightly lazy, like a cat after a nap, meowing With charm.

"Wuya Demon Lord, Yizhou Demon Lord, and Yan Bai Demon Lord are still there?"

Tens of thousands of demon cultivators made a little noise, and then slowly diverged into three paths.

The three demon cultivators walked out slowly, and stood in front of the young man arrogantly.

"Wu Ya/Yi Zhou/Yan Bai pays respects to Lord Mozun!"

The three demon lords are very tall. At first glance, they seem to be moving like a small hill. Even Huai'an has to look up.

Wuya Mojun smiled: "My lord, you are finally back~"

Yi Zhou Demon Lord also said: "Master Demon Venerable, what are your orders!?"

"My lord, since we have already invaded this Baiyun Palace, how about taking this Baiyun Palace with us?" This is what Mojun Yan Bai said.

The smile on Huai'an's mouth turned slightly cold, and his lazy and charming eyes looked coldly at Demon Lord Yan Bai as if poisoned.

"What does this deity have to do with you!?"

Mojun Yan Bai opened his mouth, but finally chose to remain silent.

It can't be quiet, everyone present can't beat Bai Luochen behind Huai'an!

Thousands of years have passed so long, it is not that there have been new Demon Lords in the Demon Realm, but when this one contacted them again, the new Demon Lord, that is, the Wuya Demon Lord directly announced his abdication, in order to make way for Huai'an. Out of position——

The strength of Huai'an is obvious to all these demon cultivators thousands of years ago.

Of course, there are some people who are dissatisfied, but... you have to hold back if you are dissatisfied, don't you see who is the person behind Huai'an! ?

That's Bai Luochen!

Bai Chen Shangxian!

The demon cultivators looked at the indifferent young man behind him, and their eyes were unconsciously tainted with a bit of fanaticism.

This Demon Lord actually pulled the dignified Baichen Shangxian into the Demon Way, which shows how powerful he is!

With this in mind, the inner dissatisfaction of these demon cultivators gradually dissipated a lot.

Huai'an seemed to have noticed something, and couldn't help but hooked his lips, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, his eyes were far and deep, he took a step back, leaned directly on Bai Luochen's chest, and let the other party put his hands on his waist , said lazily.

"Bai Qiuqiang, I know you are not afraid of death."

"But...just because you're not afraid of death doesn't mean that your two disciples aren't."

While speaking, the boy gave Wuya Mojun a look.

The Wuya Demon King understood, and immediately called two demon cultivators, directly broke the barrier set by the head of Baiyun, and captured the two vigilant disciples.

Among the two disciples, one of them looked calm, even though he was being coerced, he didn't make a sound.

And the other little one, with a bit of fear and fear on his face, subconsciously opened his mouth to ask for help from the head of Baiyun: "Master, save me! Master, save me!"

The head of Baiyun's heart tightened, he was startled and angry: "What the hell are you trying to do!?"

He glared at Huai'an, with sharp blades in his gaze, full of murderous intent: "Come at me for whatever you have! Come at me!"

"Do not."

The boy refused, and smiled: "What's the fun of coming to you~ I think... instead of worrying about troubles here, you might as well think about who you want to save."

Huaian's smile was full of malice.

"This deity is not a magnanimous person—although I spare your life for the sake of Master, but..." He paused, seeing the uneasiness on the head of Baiyun's face, and lowered his voice , like a ray of ghosts floating in the abyss.

"As the saying goes, the father's debt is paid by the son... I only want the life of one of your disciples."

"Bai Qiuqiang, who do you want to save?"

Sect Master Baiyun's pupils shrank slightly, suddenly feeling scared.

It was the coldness of the cold poisonous snake staring at him in the dark, and circling in the dark to keep climbing up.

Huai'an's problem unintentionally pushed him into a desperate situation.

He subconsciously looked back at the two disciples.

One is his most proud disciple.

One is his favorite little apprentice.

The eldest disciple Bai Yun looked at the head of the sect silently, his own appearance was reflected in those clean and clear eyes - it was longing and anticipation.

And the little apprentice Bai Wenhe looked at him in horror, his eyes were full of longing and hope for life, he was hoping that he would choose him.

Sect Master Baiyun rolled his Adam's apple.

Close your eyes with some difficulty.

"What exactly do you want?"

He asked Huaian.

Huaian smiled: "I don't want anything~"

"Master Baiyun, right now, I'm just giving you a choice."

The young man spoke slowly, the smiles in his eyes almost rippling, as if seeing the struggling and painful look on his face was very funny.

"You choose one of these two disciples."

"The chosen ones will be saved, not only that, I will bring these magicians back to the Demon Realm, and never bother Baiyun Palace again—"

"As for those who are not selected, we will... tsk."

The words were not finished, but everyone knew clearly.

The one who is not chosen will be abandoned and will lose his life.

The head of Baiyun finally knew what Huai'an's revenge was.

He...he was cutting his heart, cutting his flesh!

The man who was always serious and cold finally felt the fear.

But he cannot fall.

Behind him, there are tens of thousands of Baiyun Palace disciples guarding him.

He suppressed it, not daring to look at the two scorching gazes behind him, those gazes almost melted his bones——

Sect Master Baiyun asked with difficulty: "Are you serious about what you said?"

"This deity has no habit of lying." The young man said maliciously, "Okay~ Tell me your choice, Bai Qiuqiang."

Sect Master Baiyun closed his eyes, and the two eyes behind him turned into sharp knives as if they were real, piercing his heart. He didn't dare to look, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to think about it.

He suppressed his trembling voice, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not lie to me!"

Huai'an reached out and grabbed a handful of Bai Luochen's hair to play with.

"Tell me, who do you choose?"

Bai Yun said, "I choose...Bai Yun."

Huai'an had a lot of meaning: "Oh~ so it's your beloved big disciple..."

Behind the head of Baiyun, Bai Wenhe questioned in disbelief: "Master!?"

"Don't you like me the most!? Why don't you want me!?"

Because his aptitude is not as good as Bai Yun's.

The head of Baiyun said so from the bottom of his heart.

He is doing it for the good of Baiyun Palace.

He clenched his fists, dripping blood from his heartache.

"If I remember correctly, Bai Qiuqiang, Bai Wenhe should be your biological son, right?" Huai'an suddenly called out, his voice seemed to be sugar-coated, and Bai Wenhe was instantly at a loss.

Bai Wenhe looked at the head of Baiyun in shock: "Master!?"

Master Baiyun nodded: "Yes."

He has nothing to hide.

The whole Baiyun Palace knew that Bai Wenhe was his own son. It was really because he was his own son, so even though his aptitude was poor, the head of Baiyun still accepted him as his disciple.

Only the simple Bai Wenhe didn't know.

He thought he was very lucky, and unexpectedly joined the sect of the head of Baiyun Palace in one fell swoop, and even used this identity to show off his power many times.

But... what is there to show off?

Countless Baiyun Palace disciples scoffed.

It's just a waste, he is willing to show off, so let him.

Anyway, the heir of their Baiyun Palace is Bai Yun.

Huai'an took advantage of this to let the head of Baiyun give up his own son himself, and let him personally admit the identity of Bai Wenhe.

The young man glanced at the unbelievable Bai Wenhe, clicked his tongue, and suddenly felt pity for him.

The whole world knew his identity, but he was the only one kept in the dark.

But when he knew his identity, it was the moment when his biological father gave up on him.

You don't need to think about it, but the pampered Bai Wenhe will definitely hate because of his love, and when he thinks about it, he will definitely resent the head of Baiyun——

Huai'an's goal has been achieved, and he doesn't intend to stay any longer, so he simply let Bai Yun go, walked to the head of Baiyun, and said with a smile: "Your choice is really suitable for you."

Giving up one's own son for someone else's sake... Sure enough, a hypocrite like the head of Baiyun could do it.

Thinking in this way, Huai'an immediately ordered Bai Wenhe to be taken away, and Bai Luochen was led back to the Demon Realm.

The dark demon cultivators came with great momentum, and greeted the Demon Lord and Baichen Shangxian back with great momentum.

Oh, right.

By the way, they also captured Bai Wenhe, the biological son of the head of Baiyun.

After they returned to Demon Realm, Bai Wenhe was arranged to serve Huai'an as a servant serving tea and water.

If it was Bai Yunhe who was arrogant and complacent in the past, he would have complained a long time ago.

But knowing his identity and being personally abandoned by his biological father, he gradually fell silent.

He was very resentful.

He wants revenge.

Not revenge on Huai'an.

Instead, facing Bai Qiuqiang, head of Baiyun Palace——

Bai Wenhe smiled maliciously, thinking: Don't you value Baiyun Palace?Then I will let your Baiyun Palace never stand up again!

The author has something to say

Mozun: Is it okay to borrow a knife to kill someone?The deity is too lazy to do it himself, let the father and son kill each other, spread the claws

Bai Luochen: Brain, you are awesome!Lay down and call for you~

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