It is unimaginable that just a slight tap of the foot by a middle-aged scholar can actually cause such pain to a demonic power that was once thought to be unparalleled.
In response to the old demon's curse and threat, the middle-aged scholar murmured: "Don't worry, Chen promises you that while he can still survive, he will suppress all the demons in your lineage."
Hearing such horrifying words, the old demon in the shadow yelled angrily, "Chen Yujing, you have been expelled from the school and abandoned by your mentor. Your whole life is full of ugliness and infamy in this world. Why on earth do you
We still have to stand on the side of the human race."
"You no longer have a place among the human race. You have betrayed all your relatives and suffered all the cold looks and insults, but you still want to go against our clan. Could it be that our clan has risen above Jambu to help you avenge those who treated you with cold eyes, insults, and ridicule?"
Aren’t people better?”
The middle-aged scholar gradually sobered up and said:
"A gentleman has something to do and something not to do."
"Gentleman? Hahaha..." The demon laughed wildly.
"Can you still be worthy of the word gentleman?"
The demon under the shadow sneered: "Ask yourself, aren't you having a hard time now? You are in the Confucian holy land where ethics and ethics are guarded, but you fell in love with your sister-in-law, a woman you shouldn't love, which led to your relationship with
Brothers turned against each other. Your mentor originally had high hopes for you, but you were so angry that he fell down. Otherwise, it would not be a problem for him to live to be a hundred years old. It also caused the woman you love to be criticized by the world, and finally ended it on her own.
Kill yourself."
"Now you are hiding in southern Xinjiang, living like a shameless person every day, numbing yourself with wine and sex, immersed in the sea of desire, willingly letting those women drain your energy and spirit, and indulging your physical desires to slow down
Inner pain."
"You are like this, but you are still thinking about racial justice and are afraid that our race will rise again? What's the point of all this?"
"Ask yourself if what you are doing is worth it?"
“Are those people worth what you’re doing for them?”
"Some people in your sect, as well as some people in the world, wish you were dead."
The man didn't answer: "Whether it's worth it or not, does it matter?"
This is not an answer, but it does give an answer.
The demon snorted angrily and stopped answering. Instead, he said coldly: "You won't be alive for a long time. You are like this. You want to suppress the fate of my Zhu Yan clan. It's delusional!"
The man said softly: "Really?"
The demons under the shadow are from the royal family of demons - Zhu Yan, who has served as the demon king many times.
This demon has the innate ability to disrupt the world's energy. If it enters the world after its destiny is completed, it will stir up the world's war and cause chaos. There used to be two wars between nations in the Central Plains. It was one of the southern Xinjiang demons, Zhu Yanzai.
He is the mastermind behind the scenes and wants to cause serious damage to the vitality of the human race.
As a result, he was stopped twice by a Taoist immortal of that era.
In this life, the Zhu Yan clan has given birth to the unparalleled genius of the Shadow Demon, but what it wants to do is not only to stir up war in the world, but to do something more dangerous. With this special demon,
Royal blood, to irrigate a certain statue...
After this matter was encountered by the middle-aged man, he suddenly took away the Zhu Yan royal family among many demons and powerful men.
He also made a move that was more courageous than that of the Immortal back then. He wanted to use his own body to suppress the energy of the Zhu Yan royal family, so that in the next thousands of years there would be no demon clan that could fit that statue.
King's blood appears.
With his already notorious reputation, he did the last thing he could...
Even if no one knows.
And over the years, the demon under the shadow has indeed felt the change in the vitality of his Zhu Yan clan.
This middle-aged scholar has really accomplished something in more than ten years.
So when the middle-aged man said "Really?", the demon's soul was trembling with rage...
He was not entirely sure whether this man could do it, and because of this, he was extremely frightened and angry.
Half a day later.
The man was completely sober, but he just woke up and started drinking again.
It seems that the cycle of sobering up and getting drunk has been repeated day after day for more than ten years.
When he was awake, he was suffering from the torment caused by the incident decades ago every moment.
Therefore, I don’t want to wake up even for a moment.
The little girl Wu Yao prepared the meal and brought it in. She wrinkled her nose when she smelled the alcohol in the house, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just put the meal in front of the man's table, turned around and left the house.
However, just as the little girl walked out of the house.
Her eyes suddenly shrank and her face turned pale.
Because she saw a person standing in the courtyard, a young man in a fiery red robe, with a cold expression on his face, looking at her indifferently.
Although the poison on Lu Qingping's body was detoxified, the traces of poison left in the air still caused the insect to bring Wen Shendu here.
"You, you, you..."
The little girl screamed in fright and immediately turned around and ran into the house.
I saw Wu Yao running into the house.
Wen Shen had a cold look on his face and walked into the house without saying a word.
The steps are gentle, but they are exerting pressure on the body.
Where else can you run?
The man in the room is holding a pot in one hand and pouring wine with his head raised...
…………
One of the big mountains in Miao territory.
Lanjiazhai.
"Jing'er is dead..."
The heads of the Lan family were trembling, and their anger was rising and falling like a tide.
The Lanjiazhai people who had escaped halfway were kneeling in the ancestral hall and reported the situation with a trembling voice:
"Miss Lan, who was called Lu Qingping during his fight, is a young prince of the Wucheng Palace in the Central Plains."
After the head of the Lan family put away his grief, he overflowed with murderous intent and said: "Lan Jiazhai wants revenge. Listen to my order. All the masters of Lan Jiazhai will go out to find the Central Plains boy and kill him to avenge Jing'er!"
Lan Jing is the most outstanding junior of Lanjiazhai's generation, and even ranked eleventh on the list of young people in the Central Plains Wulin.
As a result, he was killed by the son of King Wucheng from the Central Plains in front of his home in Miao territory.
How can I give up and swallow this breath?
An old man in the village who was well versed in the cultural forces of the Central Plains said hesitantly: "Are we really going to offend the son of King Wucheng Luqi of the Central Plains... I'm afraid it will bring disaster to Lanjiazhai."
As soon as these words came out, several old men in the village immediately looked at each other angrily: "What are you talking about, do we want to shrink back? We watched Lan Jing'er being killed, but we didn't dare to take revenge. The people of Miao territory have never been timid.
Coward, what's the big deal? Our Miao border village has been living in the mountains for generations. Although it belongs to the Southern Sui Dynasty, no dynasty has conquered us since ancient times. Why? Because we are not the only Miao border in southern Xinjiang.
There are countless demons in millions of mountains, but no emperor from ancient times to the present has ever attacked the demons in southern Xinjiang."
"Then if the Crown Prince of Zhongyuan dares to kill me, the Miao Jiang genius, here, I, Lan Kun, will dare to hack him to death and bury him here. If the Zhao family and Lu Qi are capable, they will lead the army into southern Xinjiang."
"Should we inform the Holy Valley first to be more confident..." said the steady old man.
"Of course we have to inform you that the people from the Central Plains are here to kill me, the Miao genius. The Holy Valley cannot ignore it..." The head of the Lan family said sternly: "Please ask the people from the Holy Valley to help capture and kill the Central Plains people."
This request for help from Lanjiazhai immediately reached the Miao Border Sacred Valley.