The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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Xiujie 2582, Bailu.

At the foot of Liexie Mountain in Xuanguang City, a large group of people and horses galloped on the slope of the ancient road, their horseshoes kicked up the sand, startling countless red dragonflies in the valley.

In the mist, the leader lost his way, "Woo—" he pulled the rein and shouted, "Where's the big devil?!"

"The one who was still in front just now... Now it's foggy, dragonflies are flying around, and you can't see the way, but it's okay, most of the [-] demon soldiers he led were killed or injured, and he might have gone somewhere to hide. "

"Damn it, if the sky hadn't suddenly turned cloudy and our Yujian surrounded this ancient slope, how could he have been allowed to live for so long!"

"Ha ha……"

The mocking laughter made everyone jump in their hearts, and they turned around suddenly, and saw the person who was at the back of the crowd with a half-sized hood covering his face, who was different from their monk attire.

"If you don't let me live, don't I live well?"

After all, before all the monks made trouble, the man used the back of the horse as a springboard, and in an instant he was in front of the speaker just now. His pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to bend in a friendly manner, but in the next second, he suddenly strangled him. throat.

The crowd exclaimed in surprise: "Xie Changliu! You are in danger, and you will be captured soon!"

The sound of tendons breaking came from the human bones, and the man named Xie Changliu laughed and let go.However, the little monk had long since lost his breath, and fell to the ground without support.

Xie Changliu spread his fingers and shook, pretending to be cute, "I'm here!"

"Son of a bitch!"

It was almost an instant for soldiers to meet each other, but Xie Yang still had that hypocritical and evil smirk on his face.

The sharp blade fell head-on, and he retreated tens of meters like a dragonfly on water. The hood was blown away by the icy wind, and the scattered and thick black hair poured down instantly, adding a bit of enchantment to his clear and handsome eyebrows for no reason.

Or in other words—showing his true colors.

As he raised his hand, a blood-colored heavy blade appeared in Xie Yang's palm. The lines on it flowed, and the hostility was surging.

"Don't say I'm bullying you, let's go together."

As soon as the words fell, he stopped dodging and raised his sword to meet them head-on.

In the blink of an eye, the mist floating on the slope of the ancient road was stained red with blood. Ji Ruqiu pushed away the corpse in front of him, and the weapons of the two collided with each other, sparking.

Ji Ruqiu gritted his teeth and said, "If I had known today, I would have slashed you with my sword when I first saw you!"

Xie Yang didn't answer the words, but when the sword energy general Ji Ruqiu was flying to the ground, he pointed his sword at him and said, "I said uncle, I think you are jealous of someone with a spiritual root like me and followed the one who doesn't treat you well." See you?"

"Bah! It took him eight lifetimes to accept such an apprentice as you!"

He was aware of Xie Yang's weaknesses, so he picked out what he disliked the most.

"Oh is that so?" Xie Yang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he became ruthless, "Then you go to die!"

A corner of the red mist cracked, and Ji Ruqiu couldn't dodge, unwillingly waiting for death to come...

However, the imagined pain did not come, but the strong fishy smell filled the nasal cavity...

Looking at the familiar cold light and cold sword crossing his chest, blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Xie Yang's mouth, and his arrogant smile froze instantly...

pain……

It was so painful that he couldn't tell whether it was more painful on his body or his heart. He just felt that he couldn't breathe, so he didn't have the energy to laugh anymore.

Why is that you?

"He's dead! Lord Jiangshan killed that big devil!"

"The great righteousness kills relatives! Jiangshan Lord is doing a good job!"

……

"You lied to me……"

The sudden upsurge of cheers covered the last murmur of the big devil Xie Changliu. Like a dragonfly with a broken wing, he tried his best to look back. The golden eyes are fleeting under the veil...

It's all over.

It's ridiculous to think about it, his life is ridiculous, he has been wandering alone for so many years, and finally became a devil, but he only sat in a high position for a few short years... Heh, those talkative mortal monks will definitely laugh at him. If you know, you will cut off the tongues of all of them, so that they will never be able to laugh...

When he was born, everything was as illusory as a passing light, Xie Yang seemed to be drawn into a bottomless vortex - in a trance, searching and searching, the only thing that clearly made people feel heartbroken were those eyes.

Suddenly, a group of fish jumped out of the water, and the sweet air flooded into his heart and lungs again. Xie Yang bounced up like a drowning man being redeemed, and opened his mouth to suck greedily.

"Cough cough cough... where is this?"

I'm not dead?

Xie Yang looked around - this is a small cave, except for the ice bed under his body, there are dense and ancient spells drawn on the rest of the place - the spell of attracting spirits.

The resurrection secret that was lost a hundred years ago.

"Looking at it this way, I'm still dead..."

"Haha——" Xie Yang let out a long breath, feeling very helpless, "Which idler dares to disturb my dream?"

No echo.

"Is there anyone? No one, I can go back dead!"

Xie Yang waited for a few more seconds, and seeing that no one answered, he simply rolled up his sleeves to look at the runes on his body. Generally, people who cast this curse have something to seek, either for blessing or revenge, and their wish will be formed on their body. Imprisoned by the spirit text, the demons and ghosts must be recruited to realize it before it can be released.

But under his plain clothes, there is only a clean arm...

"Where's Ling Wen?" Xie Yang didn't believe it, he jumped up and opened his clothes, looked inside his crotch again, and as the belt snapped back, he crossed his arms and leaned on his chin to make sure, except for the ugly sword in his heart Marks, really nothing.

How could someone spend so much effort to recruit him without any wish?

It's not just right, maybe he was killed by the enemy just after drawing the spell.

Xie Yang has a big heart, so he just went out for a walk, even if those monks find out, it doesn't matter, at worst he dies again, other things are not important.

Just as he rolled over and got out of bed, a blue mask also fell off.

Out of the "good habit of picking up things that fall on the ground", Xie Yang picked it up and put it in his arms, and got out of the hole with almost no effort.

It turns out that this cave is called Sapo Cave, and it is located in the depths of a primeval forest. There are few people in the forest, and no one can be seen after walking for a long time.

When passing by a clear spring, he deliberately stopped to wash his face, looked at the handsome face reflected in the water, and took photos again and again with satisfaction, until the mask in his arms hurt him, and he simply compared it with his face. Compare.

+++++ This comparison doesn't matter, he unexpectedly found that his appearance has changed.

+++ Unbelievable, Xie Yang gestured back and forth a few more times, seeing his face constantly switching between "Xie Yang" and "others".

++++++ "Lake and river grass?"

Legend has it that in the Phoenix Domain, which is closest to the God Realm, there is a kind of grass that can make people look like people grows on the cracks in hell. The things woven from this grass can change people's physical characteristics.

+++++++ There is only one thing, this grass is extremely difficult to find - the hell crack is eight hundred miles away, who knows what kind of ditch it has grown into.

But since the person who resurrected him has such great ability, it is absolutely impossible to die easily.

Who is this man?What else can I ask for?

Do you want the hostility in him to cultivate demons, or use him to control the demons for this person?

But why don't you make a wish, aren't you afraid that he will run away?

……

He couldn't figure it out, but since this man has worked so hard to weave Zhang Huhe's mask, he must hope that he can live longer...

After thinking for a moment, Xie Yang raised his face and put the mask on his face completely, "If you want to get something from me, why don't you do it for a while?"