Qing Leng Xianzun is always ready to run

A shout of "Stop" stopped the man in purple.

He looked back and saw Mu Shenxue fell to the ground in pain, his whole body was covered in pitch-black scales, like a snake struggling on the ground, and then staggered forward, looking at Yue Qianqiu.

"Master—"

"He's not your master!" The man in purple said angrily, "Meng Duckweed, you're reincarnated, won't you let him go?"

The one who has gone through thousands of years doesn't have much memory, so naturally he doesn't understand what the purple-clothed man said. He was pinned to the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, in extreme pain, and what was even more painful was that he saw Mu Shenxue's appearance, terrifying and miserable.

"What did you do to him?"

"Let my lord return to his original body." The man in purple said to Yue Qianqiu dissatisfied: "What right do you have to care about?"

As he said that, the man in purple made his move, and wanted to make another killing move against Yue Qianqiu's men!

He drew a formation with his left hand, held a sword in his right, and took a step forward, aiming at Yue Qianqiu's heart. Just as he was about to strike again, a scale formed by the accumulation of devilish energy pierced his wrist, forcing him to let go .

"My lord!" The purple-clothed man was puzzled, "He is Dream Duckweed!"

Mu Chenxue's memory was confused, and he couldn't hear many voices clearly, but when he looked at Yue Qianqiu, he still said the word "Master".

"No, he is my master."

Mu Chenxue bit her tongue and forced herself to wake up, and said to the man in purple: "Don't...don't kill him...I...he dies...I will die with him."

Shocking words came out, and the man in purple had no choice but to withdraw his sword.

He looked at Yue Qianqiu coldly and said to him: "It seems that my lord still has old feelings for you."

Not only the old love, but also the deep affection, okay!It is said that if he dies, I will not live anymore, Yue Qianqiu sounds a little sweet.

He was pinned to the ground, and blood flowed from the wound, soaking the ground.

The man in purple looked down at him, and kicked Yue Qianqiu viciously on the head, kicking Yue Qianqiu until he fainted.

Seeing Yue Qianqiu fainted, Mu Chenxue wanted to crawl over to help Yue Qianqiu up, but was hijacked by the purple-clothed man's technique and fainted together.

To be honest, Yue Qianqiu has never been so embarrassed, even if he treats Bai Wusi with black hands, he also talks about martial arts and doesn't hit him in the face, but this psycho who is dressed like an eggplant still hits people in the face when he fights Hello, I don't know if I have lost my appearance.

Yue Qianqiu raised his eyes wearily, and looked at the environment around him——

It was pitch black, save for the dim beating of a kerosene lamp in the corner.

My current situation is even more miserable than being disfigured——

Chains bound his limbs.

It wasn't that my hands and feet were bound to prevent me from moving, but that the iron chain passed through my wrists and ankles, and was attached to the wall behind me. Every movement was a heart-piercing pain.

It really hurts.

If Feng Ling was here, it would be fine to ask him to order some sterilized pads over the hour, otherwise he would be chained through his hands and feet, and he would get tetanus sooner or later.

I don't know if the money he gave Feng Ling is enough to continue the luxury suite for a few more days. If Feng Ling is smart, he should go to his sister Tong Jun and ask her to pay for it——

Yue Qianqiu sighed, wanting to use his inner strength to break the iron chains on his body, but unexpectedly his dantian was empty of inner strength——

What kind of technique actually locked his martial arts, so wouldn't he be a useless person?

He was worried about Mu Chenxue, Fengling, Xiaocui, and Xuanmen, and the severe pain in his body couldn't compare to the worries in his heart.

There are so many things to worry about.

His gaze sank, and he recalled the submissive expression of the man in purple when he saw Mu Shenxue.

Yue Qianqiu thought to himself: Purple eggplant listens to A Xue, then as long as he can see A Xue, the matter will be resolved.

The question is how to meet Mu Shenxue?How to proceed?

Mu Shenxue's situation is not good either.

The demonic energy continued to radiate from him, covering the entire Sword Soul Continent with a demonic aura.

Fortunately, there is a layer of enchantment on the periphery of Jian Xin Continent, which can ensure that this huge demonic energy is only trapped in Jian Xin Continent, and does not disperse.

"Is Your Majesty still awake?"

"Not awake yet."

"Then take advantage of your slumber, wash away all your memories of Mu Chenxue, your lord is not Mu Chenxue, your lord can only be the Lord of the Demon Realm." The man in purple looked a little tired, and he said softly: "Those idiots don't deserve my allegiance at all, my only master is the legendary Lord of the Demon Realm—"

If you want to make the Demon Realm truly peaceful and happy, it is wrong to blindly expand it. This will only make the originally unrich land even more impoverished. Several Demon Realm city lords even sold Demon Realm girls to obtain human resources——

This made the already chaotic demon world even more chaotic.

Ever since he was born, Li Xiao could not understand those wild beasts that only knew how to plunder. When he was a little older, he took a bamboo hat and went to study in the world, and by chance, he got a collection of stories, which described the stories of the demon world saints ten thousand years ago. The Lord dominates the Demon Realm and raises the Tongtian Tower to negotiate with the Heaven Realm.

From then on, Li Xiao began to worship the Lord of the Demon Realm in the story.

After that, he went to study the ancient magic language, found the ruins of the Tongtian Tower on the battlefield on the edge of the demon world, and translated the words printed in the ancient magic language on it——

Only then did he realize that the stories in the story collection were actually true stories.

Dream duckweed, dream jade, Lang Xuesheng, and 76 ancient city-states, these stories constitute the tragic story of the demons fighting against the sky 1 years ago, and finally ended with Meng duckweed's betrayal, the tower of Tongtian collapsed, and the lord of the demon world fell since then.

The story is short but it makes Li Xiao tremble all over——

The Demon Realm, which cannot even be defeated by the Human Realm, has the power to reach the sky?

He was more interested in the story of the Holy Lord of the Demon World, and then he continued to practice spells, consult ancient books, and established the Sword Soul Continent with treacherous medical skills that can divide the soul and build the body, just to find the reincarnation of the Holy Lord.

The revival of the demon world can only depend on him, Li Xiao thought so, but what he didn't expect was that Meng Duckweed would also appear beside the reincarnation of the Holy Lord.

Thinking that it was Meng Duckweed who gave Lang Xuesheng the last sword in the epic, Li Xiao was so angry that he wanted to kill Meng Duckweed's reincarnation right now, but he was afraid that Lang Xuesheng would not have any memory of Mu Shenxue. Cleared up, he would really die with Yue Qianqiu, so he could only stop temporarily and throw Yue Qianqiu into the dark dungeon first.

Li Xiao thought of Yue Qianqiu's son again——

After Yue Qianqiu brought Mu Chenxue into Bliss Manor, he had Feng Ling tied up and thrown into the dungeon, ready to drown.

But this kid is quite capable, after staying in the water for two hours, his complexion is still very rosy.

Li Xiao originally wanted to cut off his head and burn it directly, but at this moment Feng Ling shouted a word——

"I...I am Lang Xuesheng's son!"

Just this one sentence temporarily saved Feng Ling's life.

Li Xiao didn't believe that Feng Ling was really Lang Xuesheng's son, but Feng Ling called out the three words 'Lang Xuesheng' in front of him.

The three words Lang Xuesheng only appeared in the ruins of the Tongtian Pagoda, and Yue Qianqiu's memory did not seem to have recovered. It was impossible for him to tell his son about this. Li Xiao thought to himself: This kid is not the son of the Lord. But he must be a person who understands the ancient magic language, so save his life and torture him first.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Feng Ling shouted again: "You can recognize your relatives by dripping blood! You can recognize your relatives by dripping blood!"

Li Xiao frowned, wondering why this kid is so arrogant, he dared to recognize the Holy Lord as his father?

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The author has something to say:

Mu Chenxue: How was Master born?

ps: Feng Ling was not born, it was made by pinching the flesh and blood of two people