Every world I die young

"Cough cough cough..."

Mo Yinglan's face turned red, and there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes. He didn't know how long he had to toss before he was forced to swallow these two extremely huge pills.

Seeing that the time was almost exhausted, Liu Shi'an hurriedly put away the remaining pills, and left the bedroom quickly.

Behind him, on the bed, Mo Yinglan was still coughing uncomfortably, and it became more and more serious every time. It even made people feel that he was going to cough up his lungs before he gave up.

The violent cough stopped suddenly, and just when the system thought he had recovered, Mo Yinglan bent over and retched, but unfortunately nothing came out.

He retched painfully again, and this time, dark red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The system froze for a moment before reacting [Host, you are about to die again. 】

Mo Yinglan: Shut up, are you proud? !

[Cut, you can see for yourself. By the way, the first main task was spawned before, but I think you are busy, so I didn't say anything. 】

Mo Yinglan couldn't bear it anymore, forced a smile and said, oh, when am I busy?

[Just you, the first night of being imprisoned in the magic palace, aren't you busy? 】

System, you've turned yellow, you weren't like this before.

The system lightly skipped this topic, [The first main task is to return to the Demon Realm with the task target, obviously, you have already completed it, and the second main task is... hold a wedding with the task target. 】

After the system finished speaking, Mo Yinglan just simply oh, and there was no more to say. After the system waited for a while, it found that Mo Yinglan had no plans to ask it, so it resolutely went offline again.

Tired of acting, Mo Yinglan chose to lie down again.

……

Extreme Sword Sect, Heavenly Sword Peak.

With a click, the unbreakable barrier finally shattered, everyone in the demon clan shouted excitedly, and the monks of the Sword Extreme Sect were ashen-colored. On the Tianjian Peak, eighteen elders vomited blood in unison, and they were powerlessly limp. on the ground.

This protective barrier is controlled by 18 of his members. There should have been a central position reserved for the heads of the past generations. Because of the lack of spiritual power, the protective barrier has consumed the elders. Spiritual power, coupled with people's panic, and the strength of the magic sword, are ultimately unsustainable.

Yu Zhuochen was the first to react, and flew up to Tianjian Peak. In the midair, he decisively put away the Blood Demon Sword, and then broke off a branch and held it in his hand.

Although when he was trapped in the Nether Abyss and life was worse than death, he really wanted to escape and destroy this place, but after he really came back, Yu Zhuochen's heart calmed down instead.

He walked step by step on the bluestone road, with a calm expression and a very peaceful and peaceful expression.

"Devil Lord, take your life!"

A burst of shouting in front interrupted the illusory tranquility, Yu Zhuochen's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared coldly at the great elder with white beard dragging the ground in front of him.

"Elder Xuan Hong, long time no see."

Xuan Hong's jealous eyes froze for a moment, and suddenly, he seemed to have reacted, and his eyes widened angrily, "It's you, evil animal, you are still alive, where is my brother in charge? Where is your master? What do you do to him?" gone?"

Yu Zhuochen raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Why did I tell you?"

Xuan Hong's face turned livid immediately, and he said without hesitation: "You are such a bastard, I really don't know how that one-sided guy Xuan Yang would let your life go soft-hearted. Just fool it, and kill your rebel who is born with devil roots as soon as possible!"

Yu Zhuochen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Elder, what do you mean?"