The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 238 Little Girl

In the ancient times, Emperor Yuhua had just passed away ten thousand years ago.

Zhong Heng was stunned, thinking that the time span was too long.

He lived for nearly two million years in the ancient immortal era.

All in all, he is almost four million years old.

When he thought about the fact that he still hadn't become an emperor at this age, he couldn't help but feel amused.

Each of the three Heavenly Emperors in the trilogy became an Immortal Emperor at the age of more than two million years old.

"They are them, and I am me. The longer I live, the more terrifying I become." Zhong Heng thought.

He is not like those useless Immortal Kings. He has an extremely strong foundation and is still looking for his own way to become an emperor.

In the Demon Lord's restricted area, Zhong Heng began to look through the major events that had happened over the years.

During the ancient times, a dark turmoil broke out and the ancestor of the immortal golden body appeared. He monopolized the three forbidden areas including the Difu, the Taichu Ancient Mine, and the Immortal Mountain.

In the end, the starry sky was stained with blood and the unrest was quelled.

At the same time, the two Human Emperors, Taiyin and Taiyang, were very fortunate and had once gone deep into the Demon Lord's forbidden area and obtained the Demon Lord's inheritance.

However, they did not practice the Demon Lord's skills, but borrowed from them, and eventually found their own invincible path.

The Taiyin Emperor held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and quelled the unrest.

The Sun Emperor, holding a golden blood-stained spear, frightened all the supreme beings.

Zhong Heng looked through the records of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace over the years one by one, and the supreme beings from all the major forbidden areas appeared.

There are also records of the traces of the Immortal Emperor.

Almost every emperor has had some connection with the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. Some emperors simply worship it, while others simply want to experience the Lake of Life and Death in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

Every human emperor had longed for the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons when he was young.

Because an immortal appeared here, and everyone worshipped him.

Only when one becomes an emperor can one know how difficult it is to become an immortal.

Not to mention, the Demon Lord has lived from the mythological era to the present.

"When the person in this life becomes an emperor, I will take you into the fairyland." As Zhong Heng's spiritual thoughts shook, the stars in the sky dimmed and all the paths wailed.

Zhu Chi and others who were sealed in Shenyuan were all excited.

They waited for countless years and finally received the Demon Lord's promise.

The Emperor's Burial Star is located in a small town in Nanling.

The sky was dark, as if a god was splashing ink on it. Goose-feather-like drizzle fell, nourishing the vitality of the small town.

On the bluestone-paved street, pedestrians are hurrying. The bluestone bricks are wet, reflecting the sky and the pedestrians like a mirror.

A little girl, about four or five years old, was curled up in front of a shop. She was shivering, her skin was sallow, her hair was dry, and she was dirty all over.

He was wearing worn-out shoes with exposed toes and dirty clothes, but his eyes were bright and lively.

"so cold"

"Brother, it would be nice if you were here."

"So hungry."

The little girl curled up in front of a shop, the drizzle kept dripping on her body, making her whole body wet.

Her dirty face was red, her eyes were desperate, and her pale hands were hugging her knees covered in black mud as she looked at the gloomy sky.

There was a bloody hole on her forehead. It had already scabbed over, but it would rot if it came into contact with rain.

A few days ago, an immortal said that his brother had a special physique. Once he grew up, he would be famous in the starry sky and intimidate all races.

But the little girl's talent is not as good as that of ordinary people.

She is not qualified to follow her brother to practice.

So, she planned to wait for her brother's return on the street of separation.

On the quiet street, no one cared about the dying little girl. The little girl had a high fever, the wound on her forehead began to fester, her body was shaking constantly, and her teeth were chattering.

She kept thinking about the time she spent with her brother. As she was thinking, she fell asleep in the rain with a smile on her lips.

But soon she woke up from the cold. Her clothes were too thin and she couldn't stand the cold at all.

"Step, step"

At this time, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps was heard, and then the little girl felt that the rain seemed to have stopped.

A tall shadow enveloped him, as if to hold up the sky for him.

She raised her cute little head and looked upward with her big, puzzled eyes.

The man was wearing a red dress, with loose white hair, a handsome face, and holding a red oil-paper umbrella. There were golden patterns on the umbrella, which looked extremely beautiful and nice on this rainy day.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Is Nannan blocking the store entrance?" Little Nannan's face turned pale instantly, and her eyes were full of fear and cowardice.

Her small body couldn't help but tremble.

Because she was often beaten like this.

Although the older brother in front of her was very handsome, she still felt a sense of fear.

Zhong Heng looked at the little girl expressionlessly. The red oil-paper fan in his hand blocked out the drizzle from outside and enveloped the two of them.

"Little sister, where are your parents?" Zhong Heng asked knowingly.

The skinny body of the little girl was trembling. After hearing Zhong Heng's words, her eyes were dull for a moment. After a long time, she timidly said, "Brother has gone to practice."

"Then why don't you go with your brother?" Zhong Heng asked again.

Upon hearing this, little Nannan buried her head in her knees and said in a soft voice, "The Immortal said that Nannan is not qualified enough to practice."

Her voice is lovely.

"Do you have a home?" Zhong Heng suddenly asked again.

Little Nannan raised her head. On a rainy day, under the red paper umbrella, the two looked at each other. Little Nannan asked in confusion, "Home?"

"My brother said that home is right under our feet."

She was very curious about what this white-haired brother was going to do.

He didn't chase her away, but just kept asking her questions.

"Are you waiting for your brother here?" Zhong Heng asked again.

Little Nannan nodded immediately, her eyes shining, as if she was extremely happy when talking about her brother.

"Yes, I want to wait for my brother to come back!"

Her eyes were full of determination and seriousness. She was only four or five years old, but she had already lived alone in the small town for several days.

"It's no use waiting like this. Now, pus is coming out of your forehead. If you don't treat it, you'll probably die."

"You are skinny, don't pay attention to hygiene, are poorly developed, and have a high fever. If you continue like this, the King of Hell will come to you." Zhong Heng suddenly said.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a few days." Little Nannan struggled to stand up, her thin body shaking constantly.

"Come and work in my shop. I will give you food, sleep, and drink. You can also see the direction your brother left." Zhong Heng was like a devil, constantly tempting the little girl.

The little girl felt dizzy. Could this be the good thing that happened?

Food and accommodation are provided, and I can wait for my brother to come back.

Is there such a good thing in the world?
However, if I don’t agree, it seems like I’m really going to die.

If I died, my brother would be so sad when he came back and found out.

On a rainy day, on a small bluestone path, a man with white hair and red clothes, holding a red oil-paper fan and holding the hand of a dirty little girl, walked into the distance.

ps: Today is Double Ninth Festival, my birthday!

(End of this chapter)