Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Darkness, endless darkness.

Cold and lonely, endless cold and lonely.

Yu Mu opened his hands, and what he saw in the darkness was the indelible bloodstains on his hands.

The flags were waving wildly, and the shouts of killing shook the sky! They roared to kill the demons! Kill the demons for the righteous path, restore the brightness of heaven and earth, and prove the clearness of heaven and earth.

But there was a dark aura on those fanatical faces, a deathly black aura, which even spread like mist above the army.

Behind the fog, there seemed to be a huge blood-red figure.

The fog also connected the five fingers of that figure.

Those people were entangled in the black fog, which pulled at their hearts, like puppets.

The color of the heart is reflected in the appearance, from fanatical to numb, hideous and hateful, and for a moment it is impossible to tell who is the devil.

Feeling his body extremely cold, Yu Mu raised his hand and tightly grasped the Tianwen that had accompanied him in battles for half his life.

"This emperor is not afraid of you."

He wants to charge and kill!

Even if there was no one behind him, even if he was facing the whole world! The Demon Emperor... dared to challenge this world with a gun, he was not afraid.

"Yes, we are not afraid."

A hand gently rested on Yu Mu's head, soft and warm, yet able to easily ruffle his black hair into a mess.

"Xiao Mu, as your master is here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

The old man in white took a step forward and protected Yu Mu behind him. His back was not tall, but as straight as a mountain.

At this point…in that darkness, there is light.

The name of that light...is salvation.

"The Demon Emperor is invincible."

A hand was placed on Yu Mu's shoulder. He turned around, his eyes trembling, but he saw Mo Xiao's arrogance and arrogance.

"Yu Mu! I...this lord! I am not afraid either!" Another hand was placed on the shoulder, and the sword intent came out of nowhere. It was Lu Xinghe!

Then, the hand holding the gun, the arm was held, and a bride in a red dress was seen smiling sweetly, with cunning and tenderness.

Su Qiyuan looked up, with stars in her beautiful eyes.

"Hold my hand, and you will never leave me again. I will fight with you!"

Those lights!

Yu Mu saw the light, and his eyes trembled. Those lights... washed away the blood stains on his hands that could not be washed off. Those lights also cleansed the indelible smell of blood on his body!

He is no longer alone. Or maybe, he has never been alone...

He stretched out his hand! He wanted to grasp the light. He had never been afraid when he was alone in this world, but now he was afraid. He was afraid that the light would disappear! He was afraid that the endless darkness would come again.

But when you touch it...it's like you touch something, it's cool, and has a nose and eyes.

Yu Mu opened his eyes and saw that there was indeed light coming through the hole. Huh? The hole…

Then… Yu Mu saw his hand grabbing a big face, and his little finger inserted into the nostril of that face. Hmm? His own face?

ink!

Mo's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, just like Yu Mu at this moment. His whole body exuded an extremely cold aura, which was caused by devouring the residual spirit of the Demon Emperor.

He no longer maintained his shapeshifting technique, but restored his original appearance. Wasn't it exactly the same as Yu Muchang's?

"Yu Mu! What the hell are you???"

Mo slapped Yu Mu's hand away, his handsome face full of disgust.

"I saved your life, and you just woke up and stabbed me in the nose?!"

Yu Mu wiped his hands on Mo with a look of disgust, and his originally fluctuating eyes calmed down again. His nose twitched and he smelled the scent of a wild beast, and also the aroma of barbecue.

He spoke in a hoarse voice: "Where is this place?"

I wanted to get up, but my whole body seemed to be frozen. Not to mention getting up, even turning my head was difficult.

Yu Mu didn’t know where he got the energy to touch Mo’s big face... no, his handsome face, and where he got the energy to stick his nostrils.

"Don't move yet, this place is safe."

Mo raised his hand, and the dark purple flames on the formation flags surrounding Yu Mu became even brighter. Under the temperature of the flames, Yu Mu seemed to feel a little better.

"As a human being, you devoured the remaining spirit of the Demon Emperor alive. You are unprecedentedly fierce."

Mo had a look of admiration and mockery on his face. He took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and pried open Yu Mu's mouth to pour the liquid into his mouth. Only then did Yu Mu feel the cold pain in his throat and stomach ease.

Mo's hands continued to rub Yu Mu's body: "That demonic power is extremely cold, but fortunately the Nine Separation Demon Heart Art is of a high enough grade. You should try to use your spiritual power to refine it. It won't be of much benefit to you, but it won't cause you any hidden disease."

Seeing Mo's serious expression, Yu Mu nodded and tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but Mo kept rubbing him like mud.

Yu Mu opened his eyes again and said helplessly: "Can you please stop first?"

"C?! Are you still disgusted? I don't even disgust you yet!" Mo broke down immediately: "If I hadn't been rubbing you all the time, you would have been frozen to death a long time ago."

Yu Mu: “…”

"Thank you, Mo."

"These are the few words you have said to human beings in your life." Mo glanced at Yu Mu and continued to rub Yu Mu.

The scorching heat from the palm of his hand was transferred into Yu Mu's body through spiritual power, and it was this temperature that saved Yu Mu from being severely harmed by the demonic power.

It has been twelve days since Mo woke up, and he has not stopped. Otherwise, Yu Mu alone would not be able to get through this level.

After a long time, Yu Mu once again felt the spiritual power in his dantian that seemed to be frozen. Under his conscious control, the spiritual power melted and turned from a trickle into a vast ocean!

The finger moved slightly... Yu Mu grimaced, his body was in pain everywhere! Severe pain! Especially in the stomach! Is that damn Demon Emperor's residual spirit poisonous?

"Can you move?"

Mo looked at Yu Mu.

Yu Mu: "It hurts a little, let me slow down a bit and make sure."

"Ok?"

Mo raised his finger with a serious look on his face and flicked Yu Mu's <@<@. Yu Mu sat up in shock like a corpse and kicked Mo in the face!

Mo Lingqiao dodged: "Tsk, isn't this good?"

Yu Mu broke down his defenses on the spot, put on a new set of clothes, pointed at Mo's nose and started to curse: "Fuck you, where are you shooting?!"

"Heh." Mo himself hadn't recovered yet and was too lazy to fight with Yu Mu, so he threw two sizzling bear paws to Yu Mu.

"Come here, Lord Demon Emperor, warm your belly."

"Ye Tian will definitely return to Wang Yao Sect. He will not give up those massive resources until Qiu Wuxin reveals his true face."

Mo bit the bear's paw, his eyes grim: "And I am very sure that your plan is successful. At least within a year, the ancient spirit cat will not be able to attack again."

“Really?” Yu Mu was also gnawing on the bear’s paw. Actually, he was not as relaxed as he looked. At least now, he was still suffering from the severe pain of the demonic power corroding his bones.

"Yes, I'm sure."

Mo nodded: "If you and I were not unable to operate so many alchemy furnaces at that time, we might as well throw them all in and blow the two beasts, one old and one young, to death directly."