After passing through the book, the devil wants to kill me

When he said the last sentence, the expression on the man's face on the ground changed from panic to shock.

He opened his mouth, stumbled and said, "You, you actually..."

"I actually know where you came from." Mozun said lightly.

The man on the ground was so frightened that he could not speak, he just opened his eyes and did not respond for a long time.

Mozun got up, slightly closed his long and narrow eyes, concealing the emotions in his eyes, half of his face was shrouded in shadow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Not only do I know where you came from, but I also know that in your eyes, this place is the 'book world'. Let me guess, you want to kill me so much...do you want something?"

The man's lips moved in a murmur, but he was held in place by the demon's eyes, unable to utter a single word.

"But it doesn't matter what you want, dead people don't have ideas." Mozun said softly, "Lou Yun was kidnapped by you, hand him over, and let you die easier."

When the man heard the words, a few traces of mad hatred welled up in his eyes: "Lou Yun?... Hahahaha, Lou Yun? Of course he was killed by me, and he is no longer in this world—"

Before the words were finished, a violent force struck from the void. The man only felt that his soul was roughly pulled out of his body, and he hadn't recovered yet. In the severe pain, his soul seemed to be turned into powder in an instant.

The man's face was distorted and pale, and his eyes were filled with the fear of death that he had never seen before.If the soul is destroyed, no matter which world it is in, it will cease to exist.

His eyes were wide open, the desire to survive rose to the peak, his lips opened and closed with difficulty, and a clear, moving youthful voice suddenly sounded in the dead air:

"Master, don't... this disciple hurts so much..."

This sound came unexpectedly, as if the young man in gray robe with delicate eyebrows and eyes was right in front of his eyes, even the unconscious softness and attachment in his tone were vivid.

Mozun's pupils shrunk slightly, and the overwhelming spiritual pressure could not help but stagnate for a moment, as if he was afraid that if he took a step closer, he would really hurt someone.

Seeing that the man had achieved his goal, a gloomy and ruthless light flashed across his eyes, he seized the moment when the other party was in a daze, and tried his best to break free from the magic circle.

But the stupefaction is only for a moment.

The soul was almost separated by half, and the stagnant spiritual pressure surged again, attacking him more violently than before, with unrestrained anger wrapped in it.

The man was severely suppressed again, now the time has passed, and there is no possibility of escape.

He screamed, his eyes were filled with despair, his eyes were red, and he shouted without hesitation: "Qi Chao, you dare to touch me! If I die, the formation will send him out of this world immediately, and let you dig three feet into the ground!" , I can’t find half a piece of soul——cough!”

The Mozun stretched out his hand and pressed straight to the man's neck, narrowing his eyes, with a dangerous expression on his face: "What did you do to him?"

The man's breathing was not smooth, and he suppressed his voice and said: "What did you do? Hahahahaha! Of course, he was properly settled!"

Mozun's face was heavy, and the eyes of the two met face to face, and the madness in the man's eyes was obvious.

As if apprehensive of what this person said just now, Mozun stared at the other person, the force in his hands decreased inch by inch, and he actually let go of the other person.

The man got a gap, took a few breaths, and then seemed to think of something, and said mockingly: "It's not easy for you to call people into this world, right? It's been so long, and he still doesn't know your identity...Why, don't you dare to let me know your identity?" Does he know? The sword master favored by heaven, the demon master who is the leader of the group of demons, sometimes acts so timidly!"

The Mozun's stern face drooped slightly, and his profound facial features were obscured by the light and shadow.

After a while, Mozun said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

"You came here by accident. If you stop now and return the person intact, I can spare your life and send you back to the previous world."

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed out loud: "Are you making a deal with me? Who wants to go back?!"

He thought for a while, with a greedy look in his eyes: "What's the point of going back? It's better to stay here and kill you, and the countless fortune treasures here will be mine. If I sit in this position, I won't be like you." As fearful as hands and feet!"

Mozun was silent for a while, and said, "Is this your condition?"

The man rolled his eyes, licked his lips and said ferociously: "I want you to kill yourself! After I replace you, I will let him go."

The heavy coercion all around came down.

"How can I trust you?"

The man seemed convinced that the demon would not dare to do anything, he laughed and said, "You don't have to believe it, then you kill me? If I die, I will take Lou Yun away, it's not a loss hahahaha!"

There seemed to be a killing intent surging in the coercion, but it didn't subside for a long time.Mozun's eyes were bloodshot, and he closed his eyes.

The man said: "Don't waste your energy, I put a spell on him, even if he is standing in front of you right now, you won't be able to perceive half of it. You can't find him!"

Mozun opened his eyes, under the dim light, his face was cold and gloomy.

After a long while, Qingyue's sword light flashed in the darkness, and a long sword with cold light appeared in the hands of the Demon Lord, the sword body reflected the Demon Lord's narrow and calm eyebrows.

The man's breathing suddenly became rapid, his eyes burst out with excitement, and he looked straight at the past with undisguised greed.

The long sword drew an arc in the air, refracting a frightening sword light, the sword body hung in the air for a moment, and then fell down without hesitation!

The corner of the man's mouth was grinning, his eyes were wide open, and the shadow of the sword was reflected in his pupils!

At the same time, two voices sounded.

"Master——!"

"Chi—" There was a soft sound.

Warm blood spilled all over the ground, and the spattered red blood droplets flitted across the darkness, reflecting a gorgeous and shocking luster.

In the dead air, there was a faint sound of quick and light breathing.Standing alone at the door of the study, the pale moonlight stretched his shadow long and thin, casting it on the cold ground, covering it with the slowly flowing blood.

The Demon Lord in the dark robe stood in place, with a large amount of warm blood on his clothes, which was hard to see in the darkness.

He shook off the blood from the tip of the sword, hung it by his side, and slowly turned his head to look at the door.

The young man stood there with the backlight, his face hidden in the shadow, only a thin figure and broad outline could be seen.

"Lou Yun."

The demon yelled softly, took a step forward, kicked a head with his toe, and the head rolled away far away.

"How much have you heard..." Mozun suddenly silenced and stopped.

—— Lou Yun took half a step back, under the bleak moonlight, his thin body trembled invisibly.

Mozun narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly with his sharp brows.He was obviously not injured, but there was a throbbing pain deep in his heart that couldn't be ignored.

The distance between the two suddenly became long and distant, and the air was quiet for a few seconds. Lou Yun seemed to be unable to hold on, and stretched out his hand to hold the door frame, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Master... is it really you?"

The man in the dark robe stood under the light, without the cover of the mask, revealing deep and familiar features.

Just like what I saw in Lingyun Peak in the past, and even described it thousands of times in my memory, it is exactly the same.

The other party looked over calmly and deeply: "...Yes."

Lou Yun grasped the door frame with his fingers hard, turning pale.

"Then..." Lou Yun bit his lip and tremblingly said, "Master has been... lying to me?"

The air was quiet for a long time, so long that Lou Yun thought that the other party would not answer.

He didn't know how he felt in his heart, but he had a vague feeling that he didn't want to hear this answer.

After a while, he saw the other party's lips parted slightly, slowly making a lip shape.

As if realizing what the word was, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and his face was wet with jaws.

The cold voice came from afar.

"……Yes."

Lou Yun's face was no longer pale, and his whole body shook as if he was about to fall.With his head turned to one side, there were wet tears on his pale face under the moonlight.

Mozun's breathing was stagnant, and there was a severe pain in his chest as if being stabbed by a knife. His pupils shrank slightly, and he hurried forward: "... Lou Yun, I—"

"Don't come here!" Lou Yun tremblingly said.

The Mozun stopped abruptly and looked straight at the past.

Lou Yun trembled uncontrollably all over, and slowly retreated step by step.

"Lou Yun..."

Lou Yun took a deep breath, like a wounded and helpless little animal.He took a few steps back, turned around suddenly, and ran away as if fleeing.

The Mozun's expression froze, and he was about to chase after him when suddenly there was a movement in the silent shadow behind him.

Already lying in a pool of blood, a wisp of black remnant soul squirmed out of the body of the corpse in a different place, and rushed straight to Lou Yun with lightning speed.

Mozun cursed secretly, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and he dodged to stop the remnant soul.

The remnant soul seemed to have no sanity, only a strong desire remained, and it turned into a black mist and filled the air, rushing towards the direction where Lou Yun disappeared.

In the next moment, the murderous intent was approaching, and the remnant soul struggled and let out a sharp scream, full of resentment and resentment, but in the face of the huge gap, the killing intent was powerless to resist.

After the ear-piercing screams disappeared, the dust and mist cleared, and everything returned to silence.

The cold moonlight shone on the ground, and in the vast open space, only the slender shadow of the Demon Venerable could be seen.

The Mozun clenched his jaw and rushed towards the direction where the person disappeared, but stopped suddenly after not taking a few steps.

There are sporadic reflections of luster on the ground.

Those were a few scattered jade fragments, as if they were thrown with decisive force, they were smashed to pieces, and their original appearance could hardly be seen.

Mozun stood on the spot, knelt down slowly for a long while, and slowly picked up the fragments bit by bit.

The fragments were scattered and fell far away, and he patiently picked them up for a long time.

When he straightened up, he managed to piece together a jade pendant in his hand.

It was a warm and clear jade pendant, the size of a palm, with a flying bird carved on its face, lifelike and exquisite.

Now it's back in his hands, as if someone's body temperature still remains on it.

It's just that the jade pendant is already full of cracks, it's not the same as when it was sent out.