The young man's eyes were bright red, and his whole body was filled with a violent aura. He stared at the two people kneeling in front of him like a Shura, and slapped his sleeves heavily.
Heipao and Sheji were slapped to the ground. They vomited blood and did not dare to complain. They immediately got up and knelt down.
"You are the new generation of Demon Lord chosen by Chi Yan! Now that the Demon Realm is in chaos, it is exactly when you are needed."
Heipao risked his life to shout these words. Anyway, he had tried to die so many times, and he had even thought about where to bury him, and this was not the last time.
She Ji looked frightened, her forehead hit the ground and she was completely speechless and trembling.
I'm going to die!
She actually tried to tease the future Demon Lord!
The red flame on Xie Weiran's forehead appeared, and it was the first time that he knew that he had this thing on his body. No wonder he was always called a monster by others when he was a child.
It appeared today. I wonder if Master has noticed it?!
No, we must not let Master know.
He doesn’t want that bullshit Demon Lord Yin Chengzhu!
The young man in black robe coldly interrupted what he was saying. He pointed his cold sword at the two of them with a look of disgust on his face: "Shut up! I'm not a demon!"
He is just the master's young apprentice.
Heipao could hear Xie Weiran's inner thoughts. Before, he would have yelled loudly, but now that the other party was the future demon lord, he didn't dare to speak even if he had the guts to do so.
"Demon Lord, now the Demon Realm is overwhelmed by the Immortal Realm, and civil strife continues. Please return to your position as soon as possible!"
"Pfft!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold sword was pierced into the chest of the black robe, causing blood to flow out immediately.
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will fight to the death to destroy you."
The young man's voice was low, cold and murderous.
Having just expelled his inner demon, Xie Weiran felt very weak inside. If he hadn't held on hard, he might not even be able to hold the sword steady.
The black robe didn't dare to say anything, so he quickly lowered his head, shut up, and knelt on the ground.
She Ji quietly glanced at the black robe. She was so miserable that she shut up sensibly.
The young man drew his sword and walked out of the cave with empty steps. Before leaving, he said, "Even if I were, I would not go to the Demon Realm."
After the young man finished speaking, he left. Black Robe and She Ji looked at his retreating back with horror in their eyes.
It’s inappropriate to leave the powerful Demon Lord alone, but he is willing to be subordinate to others!?
"The Demon Lord..."
She Ji didn't dare to stand up until she couldn't see the young man's back. She dismissed the surprise on the black-robed face and said, "You still can't understand?"
The black robe covered his head and shook his head.
She Ji frowned and clicked her tongue, raised her eyes to look at him and asked: "As an elder who is several hundred years old and has rich experience, have you ever seen a monk with a heart-rending demon in this world?"
The black robe was startled for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he said without giving up, "Maybe it's because he is the Demon Lord?"
The inner demon is the true nature, that is, a part of the person. Once it arises, it cannot be separated at all.
In ordinary life, getting rid of inner demons does not mean that your soul is gone when your cultivation is gone.
Because he is the Demon Lord, he can be more tolerant?
She Ji looked at him like a fool. She really didn't know why she agreed to accompany him to harm the righteous disciples of the Immortal Sect.
"Don't you know how to read people's minds? Don't you know what's on his mind the most?"
The black-robed pupils suddenly dilated and exclaimed, "Is it possible!?"
Snake Girl was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and proudly waved her snake tail back to the Demon Realm.
The black robe chased after him and tore the wound from the fairy sword. He slapped his face and shouted excitedly: "Isn't it the end of the world if we take his master back?"
…
Xie Weiran covered up Chi Yan's forehead and performed many cleansing techniques before returning to the foot of the mountain. Unexpectedly, he ran into Sun Pingmi.
With a sinister smile on his face, he happened to be blocking the road.
Xie Weiran frowned on his pale face and pursed his thin lips, trying to avoid him.
The long sword pointed at Xie Weiran's chest, and Sun Pingmi had a proud smile on his face: "You are a member of the demon clan. Today I will do justice for heaven and capture you and report it to the Immortal Lord."
Xie Weiran's black eyes suddenly turned cold.
Sun Pingmi originally planned to follow Xie Weiran and find an opportunity to get rid of him, but she unexpectedly discovered a shocking secret.
He actually saw Xie Weiran absorbing demonic energy in the cave!
Sun Pingmi: "If Qianyi Xianzun knew that you were a demon, I don't know what he would do to you. She is a model of righteousness like Qingfengmingyue, and she naturally hates demonic cultivators the most!"
The demonized Xie Weiran will become a complete monster.
Sun Pingmi imagined that scene, and the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.
Before he finished speaking, there was a touch of coldness on his neck, and a big hand with sharp bones pinched his throat.
"She won't know."
Xie Weiran's tone was cold and his expression was calm.
Sun Pingmi understood what he meant and smiled sarcastically, "You don't dare to kill me, I am... uh"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt severe pain in his throat and a spurt of blood spurted out.
Xie Weiran put away the silver needle in his palm, turned and left.
Sun Pingmi fell in a pool of blood, with a trace of fear and regret in his eyes.
Xie Weiran returned to Luoyue Hall, prepared some medicine for himself, took it, and then began to meditate to regulate his inner breath.
late at night.
The young man woke up from his nightmare, looked at the empty room, and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.
Chi Yan seemed to have finally received a response, flashing red light slightly, alluring and domineering in the dark night.
The young man narrowed his eyes, unable to calm down.
At this moment, he was already sure that he was the chosen next Demon Lord.
This thought made him feel irritable instantly, and he involuntarily swept the teacup on the table to the ground, causing porcelain pieces to scatter everywhere.
Xie Weiran fell to the ground, his legs were embedded in fragments and bleeding was oozing out. He felt no pain, but his whole body was shaking.
For a long time, he bowed and hugged himself tightly.
Will not.
As long as he hides it well, Master will not find it.
Master will continue to love him.
Master will be back tomorrow, so be good.
The boy was lying on the cold floor, with a happy smile on his lips.
The next day.
The news of the death of an inner disciple of the Immortal Sect spread throughout the entire Immortal Sect, and Xie Weiran was suspected as a disciple who happened to strengthen the barrier seal.
By the time they investigated him, it was already the fourth day, and the Luoyue Palace was empty.
It's already the fourth day, and Master hasn't come back yet.
Xie Weiran didn't care how much the sect suspected him and went directly down the mountain to find Zhu Yu.
the other side.
Zhu Yu and Qing Yan arrived at Taiyin Mountain and spent a few days walking around the village to investigate. They found that there were indeed demonic cultivators hiding somewhere and ready to attack them at any time.
People in the village didn't notice that many people died around them?
Some don't even know that someone in their own family has died.
Zhu Yu walked into a villager's home, explored his sea of consciousness, and found that part of their memory had been erased.
And the person who did it was highly cultivated.
So neither she nor Qing Yan noticed.
When the Taiyin Mountain tribe saw newcomers, they warmly entertained them, and Qing Yan did not refuse.
"Senior brother, there is something weird here, so be careful." Zhu Yu stood aside and reminded.
Qing Yan smiled gently, "Nothing."
Then that night, the two of them fell into the trap of the demons and were trapped in a bunker with a high seal.
In terms of cultivation, Zhu Yu and Qing Yan could get out by casting spells at the same time, but Qing Yan said he wanted to check the situation in the bunker and not rush out.
Zhu Yu: “???”
Are you okay? My apprentice is still waiting for me to come home?