Xiao Yuan murmured in a low voice, with an incomprehensible expression on his face.
He looked into the distance, looking at the bloody sun that was about to set, and couldn't help but think of that short time full of beauty and passion 150,000 years ago.
Yes, the only person in this world who can be called Xiao Yuan's friend is Chen Xuan.
"Um."
Xiao Yuan waved his hand casually behind his back, indicating that Yuxue could leave.
Yuxue paused for a moment. As an elder of the demon clan, he had served seven generations of demon lords, but there had never been a generation of demon lords like Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan has huge ambitions and is strong enough to match his ambitions.
In the demon clan, what the demon king needs most is ambition. After Xiao Yuan was born, Yuxue was actually very happy. The previous demon kings were too cowardly.
But at the same time, Xiao Yuan is cold, ruthless, and hard to figure out.
He never even lived in the main hall where the Demon King was supposed to live. Instead, he built a small house on this mountain peak that no one else could get close to.
He always looked into the distance with a cold face, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yuxue knew that this was not something that a small subordinate of his should ask.
So he bowed respectfully and withdrew.
After Yuxue retreated, Xiao Yuan stood alone for half a quarter of an hour, then turned into black air and dissipated in the air with a gust of breeze.
Outside the Demonic Abyss, Chen Xuan stood on a high ground with his hands behind his hands.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he waited patiently for Xiao Yuan to come out.
A gust of wind blew, and the smile on Chen Xuan's face became even stronger.
"What are you here for?"
Xiao Yuan stood on another high ground ten meters away from Chen Xuan with a cold face.
Taking two steps forward, Chen Xuandao said: "You don't want me to come in and sit down?"
Xiao Yuan looked at him without knowing why, without moving or speaking.
Chen Xuan smiled and said: "You know, if I want to take over your lair, it's just as easy outside as it is inside."
Xiao Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Can you not be so crazy?"
The handsome young man across from him shrugged nonchalantly, as if to say: There's no way, he's just so powerful.
After a while of silence, Xiao Yuan finally compromised.
Ye Guang was still trapped by his barrier, and it would be difficult for her to recover from her injuries in the barrier.
Or maybe it's because he doesn't look at Chen Xuan with any hostility, or maybe he knows that he can indeed defeat the devil's lair both inside and outside.
After waving to Chen Xuan, the two disappeared and arrived in the territory in an instant.
In front of the main hall, Xiao Yuan strode into the hall.
Followed by Chen Xuan who kept curious and prying.
The demon army guards standing guard in front of the main hall watched this scene with wide eyes.
My dear, when will humans be able to enter the Demonic Abyss Realm?
This is the first time in a million years!
The guards who reacted raised their spears and surrounded Chen Xuan, shouting: "How dare you humans come to this important place in the demon world!
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Chen Xuan put his hands behind his back, smiled lightly, and scanned the group of guards with squinted eyes.
Every time someone attacked him like this, he would kill them all with a snap of his fingers.
But today he is not here to fight, he is even here to seek peace. Killing is not good.
Then he waited for the demon king in front to speak.
Xiao Yuan stopped and without looking back, whispered: "Let him in."
After saying that, he went straight into the hall without looking back.
The guards surrounding Chen Xuan looked at each other, this...
"Forget it, the Demon Lord has spoken."
After saying this, he glared at Chen Xuan angrily and let him go.
Xiao Yuan did not take Chen Xuan to the main hall, but to a small tea room in the back hall.
"sit down."
Sitting down at a tea table, Xiao Yuan said casually.
Chen Xuan walked around the room twice, smacked his lips and sat down opposite Xiao Yuan.
He smiled and said: "You are a demon king after all. This place is so shabby, how can it be worthy of your status?"
Xiao Yuan was pouring tea in his hand. Hearing this, he smiled coldly and said in an icy tone: "All the good places are occupied by humans. We, the demon race, are living in this world, so we got this place with a harsh environment that you humans don't want."
After holding up the teacup, Chen Xuan sighed inwardly, wondering why he didn't open any pot.
But I immediately thought that today was the day to solve the problem, and my guilt was immediately reduced by more than half.
He took a sip of tea and then mocked: "Your tea is not good either."
Xiao Yuan ignored him, brought the teacup to his lips and took a sip.
He said coldly: "What on earth are you here for?"
The teahouse is quiet, in a small corner of the apse. There are no walls around it. It only leans against the wall of the apse, with various vines found from nowhere on the top woven into a roof.
The environment in the Demonic Abyss is harsh and there is no normal sunlight all year round. It is either a bloody sun or a dark sun.
There are also all kinds of frightening monsters here, and it is a place abandoned by humans in the realm of demons.
Half of the bloody sun set in the distance, leaving only a small half still emitting a frightening red light.
The afterglow of the bloody sun was even more like blood. It was sprinkled on the Demon Abyss and coated with a layer of loneliness. When it was sprinkled on the teahouse, it cast a soft light on Xiao Yuan's face.
On the way to the Demonic Abyss Realm, Chen Xuan was a little hesitant. He was wondering whether the friendship between him and Xiao Yuan, which was less than two years old, was still there. The long river of time had passed slowly for 150,000 years, and he was almost done with that period.
All time is forgotten.
But when Chen Xuan quietly looked at the light on Xiao Yuan's face, he suddenly felt that he had come to the right place.
Having such a sincere friendship with a human would be something that a demon would never forget.
With a confident smile on his lips, Chen Xuan drank the tea in his hand and said, "I told you, I can really do something about it now."
"Is there really anything we can do?"
Putting the tea cup down, the base of the porcelain cup made a dull sound when it touched the mahogany wood.
Chen Xuan smiled and said: "The method we had long wished for 150,000 years ago."