Chapter 429 I hope you will not be different from me
This phenomenon is equivalent to a drop of water falling into a frying pan and exploding violently in an instant.
The people who were already far away from her all retreated in a huff, as if seeing poisonous scorpions, their faces all pale and frightened.
"Jun Yi! This is the demon king Yi! This woman is not an abandoned demon! She is actually the master of this demon world!"
"Horrifying! The biggest demon in the six realms is hiding next to us! No wonder so many of my righteous people have died!"
"She has been hiding with the Sword Master for so many years! She even deceived the Sword Master! How hateful!"
"This devil is hiding so deep! What on earth is she planning! Liuhe! Where is Liuhe! Could it be that he is cheating to die! What on earth is she planning!"
With a sound and a sound, Aluo's already cold blood and bones seemed to freeze into ice.
no……
It's not what you think...
It's all right, there is no more demon world in the world, and there are no more six rivers in the human world.
The world is at peace. The demon king whose throne has been destroyed will no longer pose any threat to you. I have... can't go anywhere...
Don't look at me like this.
I've never done anything bad...
The people who were retreating far distanced themselves from her, but he did not take a step back. He was already standing at that distance, not too far or too close, turning a deaf ear to the questioning, angry, and fearful voices behind him.
But his eyes were still so strange that she felt scared.
Completely different from the proud and domineering posture of her golden wings, she lay on the ground, trembling.
She wanted to say to him: "Believe me, I am not a bad devil."
The master has raised her for hundreds of years, how could she be willing to become the devil in that dark place? The year she came down from the mountain, she became the devil for a reason.
But she couldn't even call out "Master", and even the opportunity to defend herself was cruelly deprived of her.
An enlightened old monk from Xiangyin Pavilion recited the Buddha's name and walked out with his hands clasped together.
A'luo could clearly see his slightly trembling body, and even the brown age spots at the corners of his eyes were full of fear, but he still walked out to make a decision for the world.
"Sir Sword Master, I wonder if you have ever known that this woman is a demon lord?"
He didn't speak, just stood there indifferently, his face extremely pale.
When the old monk saw that he was silent, he could only talk to himself: "The sword master is righteous and cares about the common people. Naturally, he cannot let the devil grow around him. I think everything was planned by this devil. Now she has
Revealed, I wonder how the sword master plans to make a decision?"
The sword in his palm buzzed and turned into soft golden light, which quietly wrapped around his fingertips.
He suddenly raised his steps and stepped into the water on the ground with a pair of long boots, and the skylight inside was shattered.
Only then did Ah Luo realize that the drizzle in the sky had never stopped.
Just because the lake she was in was burned for several days by the thunderfire caused by her blood butterfly. The ground was so hot that the raindrops were evaporated by the high temperature at the bottom of the lake before they could fall.
In fact, it's very cold right now.
Her master had an extra black cloak with a crane on his body. It must have been added to it by his master's wife herself.
He walked towards her, but did not get close. He stopped ten steps away.
He finally spoke: "Traitor, do you have anything to say?"
Compared with the malicious and direct cold words of the group behind him, his question was extremely indifferent and light.
But Ah Rao shuddered!
"I gave you three days, so this is your explanation to me?" His tone was cold, but the faint smell of spitting out was like blood.
Say no more.
Master is different from them...
He can lend a helping hand to an abandoned demon and never abandon it.
"Did you really plan all this?"
Why do you sound so frustrated?
Master is the same as them...
There is no room for a devil like her who is about to break into the soil.
The violent and uncontrollable golden wings slowly drooped to the ground, as if all life had suddenly disappeared.
She...has nothing to say.
What else can be said?
That she is actually a demon king who has abandoned his throne, willing to break his wings and burn his hometown to fulfill his dream of world unity?
But so what?
The devil never dies.
How about Datong?
She is the most terrifying alien in Datong!
If you like me, I will be happy; if you hate me, I will hate you.
I am of the same mind as you, and I hope you will not disagree with me.
It turns out that this wish... was just wishful thinking on her part.
She smiled miserably and slowly knelt down.
The old monk looked at her with a fearful look on his face, and then said: "This demon doesn't argue, the sword master thinks..."
"Demon Suppression Tower." He interrupted his next words lightly, but his dark eyes were fixedly looking at her kneeling on the ground, and his pale lips said coldly: "What do you think, Master Chang Fan?"
Master Chang Fan's expression was intentional, but then he lightly wrinkled his sparse white eyebrows: "The Demon Suppressing Tower is a divine object bestowed by the Emperor. All demons who throw themselves into the tower can indeed eliminate their demonic nature and will never come out. But...
After all, this demon has done many evil things and has a special status. The poor monk thought that it would be better to eliminate future troubles."
"Does many evil deeds?" He sneered, brushed his fingertips over his heart, and said softly: "Although she is a demon king, after all, she has a master-disciple relationship with me. Since the master thinks she is a demon who does many evil deeds, so do I.
There is an inescapable relationship."
He slowly turned around and no longer looked at the woman kneeling on the ground: "Okay, I will set an example. I am willing to suffer the pain of burning my body in the earth's fire for a hundred years, the bitter cold of the devil's prison for another hundred years, and the peace of mind at the top of Kunlun for a hundred years.
To pay for evil deeds, I wonder if the future troubles of this demon can be treated more fairly, or should we leave it to the Demon Suppression Tower to decide?"
Master Chang Fan was so frightened that he lost his mind by the unbearable torture and punishment from the gods. He still dared to say no, so he nodded hurriedly: "The sword master is righteous, everything will be done according to the sword master's orders."
The long wind at this time suddenly blew a bit colder, lifting the black cloak on his body to keep out the cold.
He pressed his palm on his heart, coughed twice with a bad look on his face, and gathered up his loose cloak. Such a tall and slender man suddenly smelled a bit sickly.
He said: "Then let's do it."
Aluo's shoulders trembled and he pressed his body lower.
Just when he was about to take out the Demon Suppressing Tower, an ancient immortal from Penglai Island suddenly said: "Did the sword master forget something?"
He stopped taking the object and looked at the immortal quietly.
The old immortal with white beard and hair and an immortal spirit glanced at A'rao regretfully and said: "Back then, the sword master came to Penglai, went through the Penglai trial with his disciples, and took away my Penglai sacred object, the glazed pure pupils.
To be honest, I was very surprised when the glazed pure pupils actually volunteered to be refined into a body by your disciples and turned into eyes to see the world.
But the sword master also agreed to my Penglai issue that day. If this girl has a clear mind, she can make my Penglai holy object clear and immortal for eternity. I can give her these eyes. But if this girl falls into the devil's way, we will never do it.
Allow the clear glass eyes to be stained with a trace of filth."
His tone paused, and there was a hint of unbearability in his eyes, but he continued: "Although there is no way to take back gifts given to others, the glazed pure pupils are Penglai's sacred objects, so I have no choice but to be shameless..."
"You don't have to say anything." He raised his head and pinched the center of his brows as if he was tired. His fingertips were bloodless and cold, and his voice gradually became weak: "It's been agreed, so why are you so shameless?" Like it.
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