Perhaps Xilu was moved by the words of the Red-sleeved Demon Lord, so the two women finally left the Mobei Demon Clan camp together and headed north together.
Walking in the Mobei grassland, which is now rich in water and grass, the red dress of the red-sleeved demon king is particularly eye-catching. She reached out and brushed the water plants and said softly: "Back then, we brought 30,000 miles of Mobei, but what's the use? They built a city here.
Did you? If you throw away the things you brought so casually, you might as well not take them."
"Even if we can go south this time, we probably won't be able to kill all those humans. It's not that we don't have the ability, but once the Great Wall of the North is broken, these guys' anger will be unstoppable and they will disperse. After all, in their view, in the end,
The hard bone to chew is the Great Wall of the North. After chewing it, the human territory behind it will naturally be flat."
The red-sleeved demon king felt an itchy feeling coming from his fingertips, raised his head and glanced at Xilu, then smiled to himself and said: "Of course, without the Great Wall of the North, the human race will probably no longer be able to organize anything.
Effective resistance, even if it is organized, is probably not a difficult task without the Great Wall of the North. Moreover, the strongest of the human race will definitely be exhausted in the north. At that time, the human race, and those waiting to be slaughtered
There is probably no difference between cattle and sheep."
Xilu opened his mouth and was about to speak when the Red Sleeve Demon Lord smiled and said: "You are thinking the same thing as me. I have seen similar things many times in the history of the human race. Every time, it seems like a losing situation.
The result can be a turnaround.”
"So once I go south, I will advocate the annihilation of the human race. Of course, I will work hard to accomplish this."
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord sighed with emotion: "If we don't do this, even if we enslave the human race, I'm afraid that one day they will stand up again and defeat us."
Xilu asked: "Didn't you say that the Demon Lord... likes the customs of the human race the most?"
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord didn't seem surprised when she heard this question. It seemed that this was what Xilu was supposed to ask. She smiled and turned to look at Xilu.
"Xi Lu, is it your true intention to like a human man?"
She suddenly spoke seriously and asked Xilu an unexpected question.
Xilu frowned, his eyes showing complicated emotions, but in the end, he returned to calm and answered the question of the Red Sleeve Demon Lord.
"no."
The Red-Sleeved Demon Lord smiled, "But if you like it, you'll like it. A woman's mind is the hardest to control, even herself... can't."
At this point, the Red-sleeved Demon Lord changed the topic and said calmly: "But I know that you and I are the same people. Whether you like human race or human race men, that's just your own selfish desire."
"So I want to destroy the human race and prevent the demon race from having a potential disaster that will appear hundreds of years or even a hundred years later. And you, if you don't do this before I die, you will do it for me.
thing."
As the Red Sleeve Demon Lord spoke, he even took out a piece of green feather and handed it to Xi Lu.
"I have trained those guys in southern Xinjiang for many years. Whatever I say now will be whatever I say. After I die, they will listen to whatever you say."
Xilu did not reach out to pick up the feather, but simply said: "Your Majesty is not that kind of person."
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord laughed. She looked at this woman who was much younger than herself and shook her head, with some pity in her eyes. "You don't even want to call him Father, doesn't that mean something?"
Xilu looked at the Red-sleeved Demon Lord and said nothing, but just reached out and took the feather.
The Red-sleeved Demon Lord turned around, and the two of them had arrived at the last stop before the royal city.
Onan River.
It is said that this place is the origin of the demon clan, and it also represents the last barrier of the demon clan. However, it is different from the Great Wall in the north. There is no tall wall here, so when someone comes here, what does it actually mean?
Metaphor.
Looking at the royal city, the Red Sleeve Demon Lord sighed with emotion, "I don't know if this is the last time I'm here."
After saying this, she turned to look at Xilu and said with a smile: "You will finish what I haven't done."
Xilu frowned. She had heard something different, but she couldn't confirm it.
The red-sleeved demon king didn't give her a chance to ask. She put on a red dress, crossed the Onan River, and headed north.
She has been away from the royal city for many years, and she also misses this city a little.
Missing is a special emotion that can make people feel terrible.
So her nephew didn't want her emotions to spread.
It's just that her home is here, and she has not been back for more than a hundred years, so it is inevitable that she misses her a little.
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The red-sleeved demon king came to the royal city. The city gate was open. The guards looked at the red dress and lowered their heads. They were relatively young and naturally did not know about the battle that year, but they knew very well that the woman in front of them was the demon emperor.
His Majesty's aunt is connected by blood, and she was very likely to become the first female emperor in the history of the demon clan.
After that, she became the master of Southern Xinjiang, and now she is the commander-in-chief of the entire demon army.
With so many status blessings, the guards naturally have to respect her.
In fact, even without the blessing of so many identities, it would be difficult for anyone to disrespect her just because of her demon king status.
The red-sleeved demon king stepped into the royal city and entered the city.
If someone were to look down from a high place at this moment, they would be able to see the pitch-black royal city suddenly bursting into blood, like a touch of cinnabar in an ink painting.
Walking on the street, the Red-sleeved Demon Lord looked at those familiar sights and smiled.
After more than a hundred years, these things are still the same as before, which shows that the demon clan is unwilling to waste energy on these insignificant things.
Going all the way forward, we are not far from the palace.
On both sides of the street, in the darkness at this moment, there were countless pairs of eyes looking at the demon king in a red dress.
If the red-sleeved demon king usually came to the royal city, they might not have any ideas, but now this situation is a bit thought-provoking.
After the Demon Emperor fought with that young man, he never showed up in front of them. Although it was the Demon Emperor's will that those Fuyun demons appeared later, it was difficult to tell clearly what the Demon Emperor's current situation was.
Even when Bai Jing came to the royal city before, it was the high priest and Xilu who stopped him outside the palace.
The Red-sleeved Demon Lord is here now. Why?
The throne or something else?
Some people in the dark have been shaking their heads. If the Red-sleeved Demon Lord comes for the throne and wants to be the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, it will definitely be unwise.
Because everyone knows that the previous war ended with the temporary retreat of the demon clan. Although the demon clan’s losses were not that serious in that battle, since the Red Sleeve Demon Lord did not break through the Great Wall of the North, then she
At this moment, his prestige among the demon clan is not high enough to replace him with the Demon Emperor.
What's more, the Demon Emperor's realm is obviously higher.
However, there are many people in the dark who still have brains. Since they can all see that the Red-sleeved Demon Lord is not suitable to be the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan at this moment, she must also be able to see it herself.
In other words, the Red Sleeve Demon Lord came to the royal city at this moment, not for the throne.
In that case, what is she here to do?
No matter how smart the demon is, they may not be able to guess the purpose of the Red Sleeve Demon Lord, so they can only watch.
Wait.
Waiting until the woman in red dress slowly arrived in front of the palace gate.
There were never many guards in the palace, nor were they strong.
After all, the entire demon clan knows that their demon emperor is terrifyingly powerful. No matter how courageous the average person is, they will not come here to cause trouble. And if someone can come here to cause trouble, no matter how many guards they have, they will not be able to stop it.
The guards looked at the red dress in front of them with mixed emotions, especially some of the older guards. Looking at the red dress, it was hard not to think of that time.
Standing outside the palace gate, the Red Sleeve Demon Lord looked at those faces that were somewhat familiar, but actually had very vague memories. The Red Sleeve Demon Lord laughed angrily, "Do you still remember me?"
How could the guards dare to say more? What would happen even if they remembered?
So they just kept their heads down.
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord has been the master of Southern Xinjiang for so long, so she naturally understands these things, so she didn't say much, just smiled and said: "Then you want to stop me?"
The guards didn't speak either.
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord did not go inside, but stood at the entrance of the palace and watched them.
I don’t know how long it took before the Red Sleeve Demon Lord shook his head and said softly: “It’s boring.”
After saying this, she walked towards the palace gate. The guards looked at each other but made no move.
Not many people have come to this palace over the years, and many people can't stop them. But the person in front of me doesn't want to stop them.
No matter what she wants to do here, they don't want to stop her.
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The red-sleeved demon king just walked like this, walking in the familiar palace of the demon clan. At this moment, her thoughts seemed to have returned to more than a hundred years ago. At that time, she was not in southern Xinjiang, and there was no need to add a long sentence in front of Her Royal Highness.
Character.
But more than a hundred years have passed, everything has changed, everything is different from before.
Not these buildings, but something else.
I don't know how long I walked, but in fact I probably didn't walk very long at all, when a figure appeared not far ahead.
A majestic and tall figure was like a black cloud, trying to envelop the palace.
Whether in the palace, in the royal city, or even in the entire demon realm, only one person can achieve such an effect.
Looking at the nephew he had not seen for more than a hundred years, the red-sleeved demon king raised his eyebrows, while the demon emperor showed no expression.
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord shook his head. His nephew has always been like this, with a straight face. Does this seem to make people scared?
"Auntie, have you forgotten the promise you made with me?"
The Demon Emperor did not remain silent for long. After a moment, his voice rang out in the palace. As soon as that voice rang out, it was like the coldest wind blowing in the valley, making people feel chilled in their bones.
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord also felt the chill, but she didn't care much about it. It wasn't because she was the Demon Emperor's aunt, so she didn't think the other party would kill her no matter what, but because she didn't seem to be too afraid of death.
"This kind of agreement is just something written to deceive yourself temporarily when neither party has the strength to kill the other party. Do you still care about it now?"
The Red-Sleeved Demon Lord shook his head casually. There was nothing more to say about that kind of trick that might not even be believed by a three-year-old child.
The Demon Emperor said calmly: "If all the words you have said do not count, then this world will be meaningless."
"Then you plan to kill me now?"
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, "I know you have always wanted to kill me. After all, when my brother told you that you should not allow others to snore next to the bed, I was right next to you."
Although they are hostile to the human race, the demon race cannot refute the many truths of the human race that are very good.
The Demon Emperor did not answer this question, but said: "Since my aunt is here, she must have something to ask for. I also want to hear what my aunt wants from me."
Hearing such a harsh tone, the Red-sleeved Demon Lord smiled and said, "If I had known you were like this, I should have hurt both of you from the beginning. What if the throne is held by someone from our clan?"
Although he was smiling, the Red Sleeve Demon Lord's words also became cold.
But soon, she felt that the surroundings were getting colder, and there was even frost visible to the naked eye on the wall not far away.
The Demon Emperor looked at the Red-sleeved Demon Lord and said nothing, but his meaning was very clear.
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord said indifferently: "I understand, it's not the same as before. You are the Demon Emperor, and this Demon Realm belongs to you. Life and death are all in your emperor heart."
The Demon Emperor still didn't speak, but the chill around him receded a lot.
"Since the Demon Realm belongs to you, you should pay more attention to this war. The human race has taken out all their wealth. Now is the last chance to defeat them. The further they go, the stronger they become. Just like that young man, you
Don’t you understand?”
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord mentioned Chen Chao, which made the Demon Emperor frown. Although Chen Chao was not his opponent yet, he also felt a little scared about Chen Chao's growth rate.
What that young man has shown over the years has already told the world that he is the protagonist of this era.
In every era, there will be one or two people who overpower everyone and become unique beings of that era. In the era before the Demon Emperor, he was undoubtedly the number one person, but his era seems to have not passed yet.
Here comes a young man who wants to overturn his era.
The Demon Emperor was silent. He didn't even look at the Red-sleeved Demon Lord. He just said: "I have asked Xu Li and the others to go to the battlefield."
The Red Sleeve Demon Lord said expressionlessly: "Don't you know that he is already dead?"
The Demon Emperor didn't say anything. Of course he knew that Xu Li had died at the hands of that young man. Xu Li was of high seniority and became famous very early. In Fuyun, he was actually not too weak.
With the three of them joining forces, there is a high probability that the young man will be left behind.
"Next time, someone stronger will appear on the battlefield."
The demon emperor looked calm.
"how about you?"
The red-sleeved demon king is a bit reluctant.
"When will you appear on the battlefield?"
The red-sleeved demon king looked at the demon emperor in front of him, and the emotion in his eyes became a little special.
"You want me to go to the battlefield like a pawn?!"
The coldness in the Demon Emperor's eyes became stronger and stronger.
The Red-sleeved Demon Lord became angry. She glared at the Demon Emperor, "Did you sit on this position just to be the Demon Emperor and be superior?!"
"They have never been your subjects, aren't they?"
The red-sleeved demon king stared into the demon emperor's eyes, "I know what you want."
Before the Demon Emperor could speak, the Red-sleeved Demon Lord shook his head and laughed softly, "There are many things in this world that cannot be taken away. What do you always want?"
"I will give you what you want, and you'd better remember what you should do."