Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

When Xie Zhuo heard the news, he just changed his blood.

Over the years, his body has become weaker and weaker, and he can barely survive in the pool of blood every day.

If it weren't for the countless monsters in the demon world for him to practice, I'm afraid he would have become a small grave by now.

"It's pretty good." The awkward little guy back then has also become an upright person, even surpassing his predecessor, becoming a complete leader.

In these years, the demon world has been more peaceful than when Xuan Xiao came.

Even people who have never been to the Demon Realm will definitely not believe that this is the Demon Realm.

Apart from the difference in the way of cultivation and diet, who dares to say that Moxiu is still a group of people who kill without limit?

A thousand years is enough to bury most things in the dust, such as those stubborn old guys.

However, a thousand years is enough for many people to grow up, such as Xiao Moxiu, who used to pretend to be crazy and frighten people.

He has changed from a little guy guarding the city gate to the chief steward of the demon palace. This chief steward has not had any blood on his hands, but he is the person most feared by everyone in the demon world except the demon king.

There is no other, because this person's heart is dark.

The consequence of offending the demon king may be death, but the consequence of offending this person is life and death.

Relying on the ability to take care of the family property and the naughty mind of surviving in the chaotic devil world, Xiao Moxiu has successfully climbed to the position of one person below one person and above ten thousand people over the years.

However, at this moment, his expression was full of anxiety.

He is no longer the little guy with little cultivation, he has even become a great power in the realm of distraction under the guidance of Mozun.

Although he is still an incompetent little guy compared to Mozun, his current level of cultivation is enough to see through Xie Zhuo's poor physical condition at the moment.

He was dying.

When he realized this, Mo Xiu couldn't reproduce other emotions in his heart except fear.

He couldn't believe that this person who suppressed the demon world for thousands of years and changed the extremely chaotic demon world into this state would die so easily.

Obviously, practitioners in the Mahayana period should have a long lifespan.

According to his aptitude, he can even accumulate cultivation bases and ascend to the upper realm without any effort.

"Mozun." He knelt deeply on the ground, not daring to look at the bloodstains that had spread to his face.

The bloodstains on Xie Zhuo's neck had already spread to his chin, his appearance was extremely strange, he really had the posture of a Demon Lord that could make people feel frightened.

However, at this moment, the frightened Moxiu lazily looked at his anxious subordinates, and said calmly, "Why are you crying? What about mourning?"

Isn't he dead yet?No hurries?

However, it's coming soon.

Xie Zhuo smiled uncontrollably, but there is only a hundred years left.

At this time, he didn't know whether to rejoice at finally getting rid of such shackles, or lament for his future.

Xiao Moxiu, you can no longer call him Xiao Moxiu, he has his own name, Li Li.

This is the name he chose for himself, and it is also a name that makes people change color.

Li Li's calculative face was full of sadness, he said softly: "This subordinate has found an elixir for you to suppress your injuries."

The demon world is barren, and almost all the medicines he could find in these years were sent to the demon king, but he still couldn't slow down the death of the demon king even a little bit, he was still like a flower that was about to wither, with no room for turning back.