You are planning something evil: Don’t come here, my yandere disciple.

Demon world, underground palace.

There were sporadic dim lights in the gorgeous underground palace.

Along with the strong smell of blood floating in the air, there were also several babies crying.

Suddenly, the cry was cut off, and then, the creepy chewing sound sounded in the silent night, especially clear and terrifying.

In the huge pool of blood, the Demon Lord threw away the body of a baby and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the baby's body was touched by the water in the blood pool, the flesh, flesh and bones turned into blood and merged into the blood pool.

The Demon Lord's pale skin was covered with dark red patterns, and his face, which was very similar to Pei Shuyan's when he was a boy, was stained with blood, looking like a demon.

A year ago, he could have brought Pei Shuyan back.

If it weren't for Jiang Suiwan and those Immortal Sect disciples doing bad things.

Thinking of Jiang Suiwan, his eyes became colder.

There is also an unknown person who stole his original body, causing a great loss of his magic power.

The Demon Lord stood up from the blood pool, and scarlet blood beads snaked down from his fair neck, dripping onto the jade-carved ground.

The blood-red rose pattern snaked up his fair thighs and climbed up to his heart.

The Demon Lord put on a loose red robe, then raised his hand and put it on his heart, and then lightly stroked it.

A wound suddenly opened in his heart. The wound was deep enough to see the bone, but there was no blood. It was just the flesh and skin that gushed out, like an inorganic doll, lifeless.

The Demon Lord reached into the wound and dug around. Soon, a purple-black heart was pulled out from his chest.

The heart was weird, purple-black, and seemed to be somewhat incomplete. The blood vessels on it were winding like vines, and there was not a drop of blood.

At the same time, countless purple-black vines surged out from his chest, surrounding him like a tidal wave.

He held the heart, and purple-black vines carefully repaired the defects on it.

A year ago, his original body, his real heart, was stolen, causing him to almost fall asleep again.

It took him a year to re-melt a new heart from his own bones and blood.

It's a pity... The Demon Lord looked at the purple-black heart that was slowly repaired, his eyes cold.

A counterfeit is a counterfeit after all, and he must find the thief who stole his heart as soon as possible.

People say he is a plague demon, but he is not.

Like Pei Shuyan, he was a human being in the beginning.

But later one of them became a fairy and the other a demon.

Pei Shu Banquet.

Pei Shujin.

Their names differed only by one letter, and even their looks were very similar.

It's a pity that there is only one word difference and the difference between cloud and mud.

The Demon Lord put the repaired heart back into his chest.

Those vines also crawled back into his body.

The open flesh and blood quickly regenerated, and the Demon Lord looked on coldly. He lost his heart, leaving only a body that could not bleed.

How annoying. The process of destroying this world has been slowed down again.

The Demon Lord walked out step by step with bare feet.

The underground palace was very large and connected to his dormitory. Young boys and girls were kneeling on both sides of the corridor paved with white jade.

They all opened their eyes in fear, but were restrained by the demonic energy and unable to move.

The Demon Lord walked among them, and countless vines wrapped around the heads of those people, then cracked their heads open and sucked their life away.

The plague demon blood in his body was too damaged after the battle a year ago, and now he must suck the vitality of these healthy people to recover.

The day he recovers is when the epidemic comes back to the world.

After the Demon Lord had absorbed the vitality of these people, he felt better. He left the underground palace, behind him were countless pairs of eyes that were staring at death with fear.

He sat on the couch and played with a jade tablet.

The jade plaque is completely white and engraved with complex peony patterns, which is gorgeous and noble. It's just that the red braided rope hanging the jade plaque is a little bit worn, as if it hasn't been replaced for many years.

The jade plate was engraved with a big word "Pei".

A hundred years ago, the jade plaque of the young master of the Pei family.

The Pei family has only one young master from beginning to end——Pei Shuyan.

Pei Shuyan has forgotten who he is, but he has remembered Pei Shuyan for hundreds of years.

A hundred years ago, the Pei family.

"It's Young Master Pei's birthday party in a few days. Give me something to eat and please the Young Master. If you win the Young Master's favor, it will be easier for you and me."

"Little cripple, do you hear that?" The beautiful woman grabbed the ear of the child and shouted to him: "Did you hear that bitch?"

The thin child raised his head, revealing a pair of black and empty eyes, "Mom, I understand."

When the beautiful woman saw the cowardice in his face, she became very angry and slapped him.

The child was slapped and fell to the ground. His forehead hit the table next to him, causing a hole and bleeding.

His eyes were still dull and hollow, and he fell motionless to the ground. Blood stained half of his face and flowed into his eyes. Even so, he did not react at all, like a puppet without a soul.

When the beautiful woman saw this, she cursed: "Why did I give birth to you?"

"It doesn't matter if you were born a cripple, you are still stupid and stupid. What use do I need from you?!"

"You should reflect on it here!"

"What bad luck!"

The woman spat at him, cursed her bad luck and went out.

The little boy lay motionless on the ground, as quiet as if he were dead.

After a long time, he slowly got up. He wiped the blood from his forehead and blinked slowly for a long time.

Is it Young Master Pei’s birthday?

This is one of his favorite days of the year.

Because during those few days, the entire Pei family was busy making arrangements for this matter, so they did not come to bully him, beat or scold him.

In fact, he was not afraid of those people's insulting words or fists.

He was used to all that.

What he fears is hunger.

The feeling of being so hungry that you want to vomit out your heart, liver, and spleen is the most unbearable feeling.

During the few days of Pei Shuyan's birthday, he could take advantage of it and eat well.

It's funny to say that the Pei family, a dignified and wealthy family, still has people who don't have enough to eat.

Pei Shuyan.

He had also seen the young master holding a snow-white fur ball.

Rich clothes, fine food, golden branches and leaves, and countless people gathered around him. As he walked through the garden, his whole body seemed to be glowing.

It was different from the one who was being stepped on and beaten.

The young master saw what was happening here from a distance, and looked over with a frown, looking a little displeased.

So those who bullied him immediately dispersed, and they dragged themselves down, as if they were afraid that they would dirty the young master's eyes.

At that time, he raised his head and glanced up unexpectedly, and met the eyes of the noble and lovely young master.

That was the first time he met the proud young master of the Pei family, Pei Shuyan.

The young master glanced at the embarrassed man and withdrew his gaze.

Pei Shuyan was still young at that time, but his eyes were already a little cold, and when they fell on people, they were like a cold frost and snow falling.

Pei Shujin looked at it and suddenly felt a sense of inferiority in his heart.

Pei Shuyan, Pei Shujin, the difference between one word and one word is the difference between cloud and mud.