The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Hua Jianli agreed without hesitation, "I thought so too. Now that the two tribes are about to go to war, I will feel more at ease if you stay here."

After a pause, he added: "You can stay here with peace of mind. I will protect your life no matter what."

When he went to bed at night, Su Yang threw himself into Hua Jianli's arms, sighed with comfort, and murmured:

"That's great. The Great Demon Lord's body is really warm. Just as warm as my brother's. The difference is that my brother is too thin. It's always uncomfortable to hug him."

Hua Jianli gently stroked Su Yang's back and looked down at him, "Is that so? Then you can only hug me from now on, and not hug anyone else."

Su Yang chuckled a few times, stretched out his arms to hook Hua Jianli's neck, tilted his head back, and stared at him with a smile.

Suddenly, she used her small hand to touch Hua Jianli's deep eyes, which were full of indulgence towards him. For a moment, Su Yang had a sense of déjà vu in a trance.

"The Great Demon Lord..."

"Hmm?" Hua Jianli looked at him puzzledly.

Su Yang stared at him blankly and murmured, "I've lost my mind thinking about my brother. I actually think you look like him, especially your eyes, they are exactly the same."

"Oh?" Hua Jianli smiled, "Really? I'm really honored. But I don't want to hear any more words about your brother from you, understand?"

"Well...I know." Su Yang answered obediently.

Hua Jianli pinched his cheek with satisfaction, then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The next day, when Su Yang woke up, he found that Hua Jianli had disappeared.

"Ah, being a great demon king is really busy. You have to get up so early to go to work."

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered, then turned over and got up. After washing up, he changed his clothes and went out for a walk.

Target: Shura Palace.

There was no way. Even if he was unwilling to come, the historical plot still had to go on. Otherwise, if there was any deviation, he would probably lose Su Xiang forever, which was obviously not something Su Yang could bear.

Su Yang was walking leisurely on the road. "Ouch..." Suddenly, his butt was hit hard, and he jumped three feet high in pain.

"Damn it! Who dares to sneak attack me?!" Su Yang gritted his teeth, turned around and looked back, and immediately became scared.

"Hehe...hehe, Uncle Wang, it's you. I was wondering which bastard was so naughty, hehe..."

Di Yin snorted coldly, "Cang Le, stop being so playful with me. What are you doing here?"

Su Yang smiled awkwardly, "I have nothing to do, so I just wander around. What about you?"

Di Yin glanced at him and said indifferently: "I am patrolling the area."

Hearing this, Su Yang was stunned, then he curled his lips and cursed inwardly that the man was a show-off.

"Try to curse me again?" Di Yin glanced at Su Yang coldly, murderous intent in his eyes.

"Uh, no scolding, no scolding, I didn't say anything, hehehe..." Su Yang quickly apologized with a smile.

"Hmph!" Di Yin snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Hey, don't go." Su Yang quickly chased after him.

An hour later, the two arrived in front of a majestic building.

The building covers a vast area and is magnificent. It is surrounded by tens of thousands of strange black chains, imprisoning it layer by layer, forming an indestructible barrier that is unbreakable.

As you step into this strange place, you will see a towering and eerie palace standing before you. On the plaque, there are five blood-stained characters "The Palace of Rotten Bones and Broken Souls", emitting a chilling glow.

"Oh my god! Uncle Wang, what the hell is this place?" Su Yang widened his eyes.

Di Yin glanced at him and snorted, "Don't piss your pants."

When Su Yang heard this, he rolled his eyes and said stubbornly, "Who, who said I'm scared?

Di Yin sneered, "Ha," and said no more. He walked forward with lazy steps.

When they arrived in front of the stone gate, they saw six rows of demon soldiers standing in neat rows. They were wearing heavy armor, and their spears flashed with cold light. Each of them exuded a strong and evil aura that seemed to freeze the air.

When the demon soldiers saw Emperor Yin coming, they immediately knelt on one knee, moving in unison and shouting, "Welcome to the Demon Lord!"

Di Yin looked indifferent. He waved his hand casually, signaling the demon soldiers to stand up, and then walked straight into the hall.

Su Yang scratched his head, his eyes full of curiosity, and hurriedly followed Di Yin. As soon as he entered the hall, he looked around, touching this and looking at that.

"Don't run around, or you'll be caught by the demon soldiers and have your skin peeled off and your tendons pulled out." Di Yin threatened.

"Oh." Su Yang pursed his lips and followed him obediently, not daring to run around randomly.

As he walked, Su Yang inadvertently looked in one direction and saw a tall gallows standing there.

The gallows was hung with iron chains, at the end of which were extremely sharp hooks. Several bodies were hung on the hooks, and those bodies were still twitching slightly, obviously not yet dead.

Bright red blood continued to drip from their bodies, gathering on the ground to form winding red streams, slowly flowing towards the blood pool not far away.

"Ugh!" Su Yang suddenly felt a strong wave of nausea rising in his heart. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose and began to dry heave.

Although he had experienced many bloody fights, it was still unbearable for him to witness such a cruel scene with his own eyes.

Di Yin heard the sound, stopped, turned around and looked at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay..." Su Yang suppressed his discomfort, waved his hands, and tried to calm himself down.

After a while, he took a deep breath, raised his legs and continued to walk in. However, the scenes before him were more tragic than the last, and the bloody smell in the air made his stomach churn.

The two continued to move forward, and soon they came to a huge pool of blood.

In the pool of blood, thick blood was rolling like boiling water, with huge bubbles coming out from time to time. When the bubbles burst, a strong and bloody smell that was almost suffocating was emitted.

At this moment, in the center of the blood pool, a black stone platform slowly rose from the blood.

On the stone platform stood a tall man in a black robe. The corners of the black robe fluttered in the fishy wind emitted by the blood, and the whole person seemed to blend into this gloomy environment.

"Demon Lord, you came here today. What instructions do you have?" The man in black robe bowed slightly, his voice hoarse and low.

Di Yin asked: "Has anything unusual happened recently?"

The black-robed man bowed his head slightly and replied respectfully, "My Lord, everything is normal and there is nothing unusual. Please rest assured, Lord."

Su Yang stood beside Di Yin, his body trembling slightly. Nervous, he took out candy from his pocket and put it in his mouth to try to relieve his tension.

But because of being too flustered, a candy accidentally fell into the pool of blood.

In an instant, the blood in the blood pool began to churn, and then a huge bony hand broke out of the water and reached out to Su Yang at the edge of the blood pool.