Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

The cold dew is coming, the weather in the Central Plains has gradually turned cold, it is time to add clothes.

The whole of the extreme north is snowed all the year round. The towering roof of Moshou Palace is covered with silver, and the icy edges have not melted for years. The whole palace group is located in the depths of the extreme north, which is inaccessible. It is as dazzling as a crystal sculpture.

On the tallest palace, the blackout curtains in front of the windows were slowly pulled open by a hand.

Xi Feiluan, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, was standing in front of the window, with a snow-white cloak draped over him, making the exposed half of his face look a bit petite.

He raised his hand to block the glare of the snowy light, the sky and the earth were boundless white, the goose feathers of snow fluttered down and piled up on the window sill.

Huanqi Palace is located in the Central Plains, with a mild climate. Even in the deep winter, there is rarely such a heavy snowfall.

With a thought, he closed the window with his hand, trying to push the window open to catch the falling snow.

——This is the third day Xi Feiluan woke up in Mo Shou Palace.

He was brought here in a coma, and it took more than ten days on the road.Hearing Fei Zhe's meaning, he was too seriously injured and could no longer withstand the spiritual impact caused by the long-distance teleportation array, so he could only return by car.

In fact, Xi Feiluan has also faintly felt these days. The spiritual veins around his body are completely unable to function. He has long been unable to perceive the slightest spiritual power in his body. It was also destroyed in sevens and eights.

In the past few days after he woke up, Fei Zhe also told him some things that he hadn't had time to explain before:

Everyone in the comprehension world knows that the demon clan has been without a leader for nearly a thousand years. In fact, this matter should be attributed to the sudden disappearance of the young master of the demon clan, the only son of the previous generation demon master, more than [-] years ago.

The demon race has always been free by nature, and the previous generation of demon masters even adopted a free-range policy for their offspring, allowing their only son to wander around the world.But who knows, the young master of the demon clan who has grown into a young hero suddenly disappeared one day.

The former Demon Lord exhausted all his clan's strength to search for him for 200 years, but failed, and died with hatred.Before leaving, he left a guide to the future young master's assistant, Guan Fei Zhe, with his heart and soul, hoping to find the blood one day.

And this heartache was locked in the blood jade worn by Fei Zhe before.

The souls of demons are different from the reincarnation of human races. The souls of demons and demons are all transformed by heaven and earth. They do not enter reincarnation. When they pass away, they disappear between heaven and earth. They have disappeared for hundreds of years.Everyone in the demon clan did not have much hope for finding the young master.

During these millennia, Fei Zhe has traveled almost all over the mortal world, only the heavily guarded Sanmen and One Temple in the realm of comprehension has not been found yet, who knows that he actually found someone here.

He sneaked into the Huanxi Palace that day, and suddenly noticed that the blood jade that had been silent for thousands of years had moved. The range that the blood jade could perceive was very small. It was one of the two sitting under the gazebo playing chess.

What Fei Zhe didn't dare to say was that when he saw Xi Feiluan that day, he looked like a dazzling white lotus, so he naturally excluded him without thinking, with a gloomy face and a gloomy personality when he looked at it. Yu Sheng became the person he was looking for.

It wasn't until he wanted to get close to Yu Sheng who was going down the mountain that he followed Yu Sheng and met Xi Feiluan who had fainted, and leaned over with the intention of watching the excitement, only then did he realize that the object guided by the blood jade was actually Xi Feiluan.

Xi Feiluan said that he didn't believe a word.

The blood jade has been shattered into slag. Ting Feizhe means that the heart blood sensed his own blood, flew out of his own initiative, and has already melted into his body.

Xi Feiluan paused with his hand on the window, the window carved out of translucent glass reflected his face buried in the fox-fur cloak, and the center of his forehead seemed to be responding to his questioning. The eye-shaped red magic seal is shining brightly.

This is unique to the demon kings of all ages, and he recognizes it without saying anything.

This thing sometimes disappears, and Xi Feiluan can't control it at all. Fei Zhe said that this is a symbol that the long-suppressed devilish energy in his body is about to be aroused by the blood in his heart.

Xi Feiluan just wanted to say... Xi Feiluan didn't want to say anything.

He has lived for half of his life, but he has not found even a trace of devilish energy in his body.

Thinking of this, Xi Feiluan began to feel that Fei Zhe wanted to pull himself over to serve as a substitute for his younger brother, the kind who would throw it away when he was done using it!

"My lord, the medicine is already..." The half-hidden door was gently pushed open, and Fei Zhe came in with a tray, seeing that Xi Feiluan was opening the window, he hurriedly put down the tray and walked over: "My lord, you will catch the cold! "

Hearing this, Xi Feiluan obediently pushed the window back and turned his head.

Fei Zhe was startled when he saw the magic seal on his forehead.

Even in the base camp of the demons, Xi Feiluan still looks like an immortal with a calm expression, his clear eyes seem not to provoke a trace of dust, no matter where he walks, he always looks out of place with his surroundings.But this immortal appearance suddenly bears a strange magic mark, which is indescribably weird.

Fei Zhe seldom saw obvious emotions on his face, he was like an ascetic who hurried through the world, no, more like a bystander, he was clearly in the whirlpool, but he gave Fei Zhe a special feeling It seems that the occasional joy and sorrow are just right performances by him, and he himself is very indifferent.

To put it bluntly, he felt that their lord was more like a "doll" than the "fool" in the cultivation world.

—Maybe there is something wrong with the reincarnation.

Xi Feiluan is only a hundred years old in person, and the young master Mozun has been missing for more than a thousand years. The only possibility is that Xi Feiluan, as a demon, encountered some accident in his previous life and fell into the world by mistake. Because of the reincarnation of mortals, he can be reincarnated as a human race, and the soul of the demon race will not be affected by reincarnation, so he was recognized by the blood jade.

"My lord, the medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot." Fei returned to his senses, and picked up the bowl on the tray.

"Hmm..." Xi Feiluan responded briefly, and walked over slowly, his flawless face lifted from his collar, his chin slightly raised, proud and distant, but not sharp at all.Behind him, a snow-white cloak was dragged on the ground, like the long tail feathers of a white peacock.

Fei Zhe lowered his head, and said sin in his heart, why did the Lord choose such a face when he was reincarnated?

——Like someone who was forcibly tied up and forced into prostitution by them... Fei Zhe quickly dismissed this disrespectful thought.

After Xi Feiluan finished drinking the medicine, his usually calm face finally turned into turbulent waves, his brows were tightly frowned, and he pursed his mouth without saying a word.Seeing this, Fei Zhe even fetched the candied fruit on the tray and handed it over.

Xi Feiluan didn't answer, and sat on the side of the bed with his hand on the railing, silent for a while, the wrinkles between his brows were finally flattened, he raised his head: "The doctor you mentioned, hasn't come yet?"

"Returning to the lord, we are already rushing to the extreme north, and we will arrive there in about half a day."

Xi Feiluan nodded, and gently closed his eyes.

Fei Zhe thought for a moment, and said softly: "My lord, I will report from the front. Many things have happened in the realm of comprehension these days..."

Xi Feiluan did not respond.Fei Zhe half bent over, waiting quietly.

After a while, Xi Feiluan opened his eyes, his pupils were empty: "Who is in charge of the demons these years?"

"Return to the lord, it is a subject."

"Um…"

"Sir, will you organize the political affairs of the clan for thousands of years into a book?"

Xi Feiluan interrupted neatly: "No need."

"...Does the lord still have any doubts about his own life experience?" Fei Zhe raised his head slightly, his eyes sincere: "The clan has no master for thousands of years, and the devil's heart is in a state of panic. It's difficult to be the same. There are internal worries and external troubles. Being suppressed by the cultivation world for thousands of years, I can no longer bear the slightest setback..."

Xi Feiluan understood the meaning: if you give up, the demon clan will be finished.

In all fairness, the evidence presented by Fei Zhe and the sincerity in his words are enough to convince Xi Feiluan that he is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, not to mention that the shining magic seal is still shining on his forehead.

Xi Feiluan could also see that apart from Fei Qi's doubts about his appearance at first, both Fei Zhe himself and the demons in Moshou Palace had great trust in his current status as the lord. At that time, it seemed that there was an invisible suppression spreading from his body, making all the demons present surrender.

He still remembers that day when he woke up in the highest hall of Moshou Palace. It was cold and windy, but there was a barrier to keep the temperature in the hall. Fei Zhe, who had collapsed at the edge, stretched out his hand towards him, and he supported Fei Zhe to stand stand up.The main hall is open on all sides, and the dark windows are floating in the snow against the cold wind. Outside the hall, and even in the snow outside the palace, there are demons kneeling one after another in black. The ice and snow all over the sky are covered by black, like black clouds. Like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Xi Feiluan couldn't remember what made the magic seal on his forehead light up, maybe as Fei Zhe said, it was the belated echo between the soul of leaving home and Mo Shou from the extreme north.

That day, he stood in the hall, his white clothes fluttering, the magic seal on his forehead was burning like fire, and his clear pupils were as red as the rays of the sky.

Your Highness, the neighing of thousands of demons surges like a tidal wave.

As soon as he worshiped, a black tide rose from the snowy ground frozen in the extreme north for thousands of years.

The second bow, wisps of demonic aura emanated from the demons all over the mountains and plains, mixed with the mad joy of the demons.

Three worships, the soaring devil's breath covered the sky and covered the sun, melting the ice in the extreme north, and from the black cloud formed by the devil's breath, a golden glow leaked out, extending to the horizon, like a miracle descending.

After the ceremony was completed, heavy snow fell in the extreme north, and the heavy snow raged for three days and three nights, turning the entire Moshou Palace into a snow palace.

Because of this inexplicable magic seal, Xi Feiluan reluctantly stayed here.

It's not that he doesn't want to believe it. He has a reason, which is the root cause that makes it impossible for him to have anything to do with some demon in his previous life.