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Under the weird gray and white sky of the Demon Realm, two figures, one gray and one white, face each other indifferently from a long distance away.Hui's figure was naturally Ju Wuyou, his already pale face was even more eerie under the faint light of the night in the Demon Realm.At this moment, he stared at the man in front of him with a pair of dull dark eyes, with an undisguised coldness in his eyes.

The black demonic energy around Ju Wuyou seemed to condense into substance, forming a high-speed rotating pitch-black vortex behind him, and the center of the vortex was so dark that even light could not penetrate it.The surrounding wind even stagnates for this.

"No!" Ju Wuyou said, his voice seemed to be sharpened under a whetstone, harsh and gloomy. "No one can take him away from me!"

"Heh!" Qi Wuming still had the eternal smile on his face. He was dressed in a white robe like snow, and he was automatic without wind. Suddenly, it faintly echoes the white area in the sky of Demon Realm.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there seem to be countless translucent figures roaring ferociously behind him, like a young man haunted by evil spirits in a horror story.

When Ju Wuyou raised his hand, the gray robe made an invisible ripple, covering the surrounding area.In an instant, angry roars came from every inch of the ground, the soil trembled, one dry and rotten hand stretched out from below, and then the whole rotten body crawled out using the hands as support.It's the so-called ten thousand corpses coming out of the coffin.

Tens of thousands of dead bodies roared and rushed towards Wuming.

Once Wuming sneered, countless translucent figures surged up and down behind him, like a noisy bee nest.As soon as Wuming made a thought, the translucent figure turned into a sprawling ghostly shadow, and flung itself into the crowd of walking corpses with its teeth and claws open.

The two colors of gray and white in the sky are constantly entangled and blended, the gray covers the white for a while, and the white swallows the gray for a while.For no reason, a strong evil wind blew up in the Demon Realm, sometimes going east and sometimes west, wandering left and right.The strong wind howled across the plain, like a sharp blade, and the blades of grass were destroyed in a mess.

Ling Yan hid on a high mountain some distance away from the battlefield, looking at the big scene of thousands of corpses fighting with ghosts in front of him with amazement, a huge rock blocked his figure, preventing him from being discovered by those two.He didn't dare to get too close, it's okay to be discovered by Wuming, after all, the other party must have come to save him.But if Ju Wuyou finds out, it will be a big trouble, although judging from the current situation, Ju Wuyou has no way to separate himself.

Ling Yan weighed the weight of the saber in his hand, feeling quite hesitant.There are three alternatives in front of him now.

Option [-], hold the sword, charge into the battlefield, and cooperate with Qi Wuming.But he alone, there is a high probability that he can't beat Ju Wuyou and the corpses under his control, maybe he will be knocked unconscious halfway, tied up and sent back to the lair.

Option two, hide here, wait until Wuming defeats Ju Wuyou, and then take him out of the Demon Realm directly.But... Ling Yan quickly poked his head out from behind the rock, glanced at the overall situation of the battlefield ahead, and felt that the two were evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner.What's more, this is the Demon Realm, Ju Wuyou's home field, how to put it, Qi Wuming doesn't have an advantage.

What if Ju Wuyou wins in the end?Ling Yan thought, wouldn't it be embarrassing for him to still hide here?

Option three, sneak around from the edge of the battlefield and sneak to the side of Qi Wuming.Then... I was almost rescued.

In all fairness, option one is too reckless and impulsive, option two is too passive and slack, and option three is the safest choice.Naturally, Ling Yan chose the third option.

He poured spiritual power into his eyes so that he could see farther and more clearly, carefully observed the distribution of ghosts and walking corpses between Qi Wuming and Ju Wuyou, and found that it was dense in the west and sparse in the east, so Holding the long sword, he planned to sneak past from the east.

After confirming the breakthrough direction, Ling Yan was still a little uneasy.He turned his head slightly, and turned his head to look at the direction he came from, which was also the direction of Ju Wuyou's lair.

Under the vast and far-reaching gray and white curtain, a soil bag with luxuriant weeds stands alone on the plain, and the light blue light shines from the nest, like embellishment, and like a silent retention.

Ling Yan's star-like eyes showed a little daze, and his crow-feather-like hair fluttered in front of his forehead, brushing his forehead faintly, bringing a slight itch.For the first time, he found that this sudden imprisonment was absurd from beginning to end like a child's play.

At first, when I saw the system indicator lights up, I recklessly struck up a conversation with Ju Wuyou who met in the middle of the night, and even asked him about his wish.Now that I think about it, when I went back to the dormitory alone in the middle of the night, I met a pale and stiff-faced person like Ju Wuyou, it was very weird no matter how I thought about it!No matter what you think, you should walk away quickly!

Why couldn't I think about striking up a conversation with people at the beginning!Ling Yan just wanted to smash his dog's head off.

During these days in the Demon Realm, Ling Yan lived incomparably relaxed and comfortable. On the other hand, Ju Wuyou provided him with shelter, food, and drink, and followed him around the clock. In other words, she looks like a caring and gentle old woman.

According to common sense, it should be the captive who crawls humbly and strives to save himself, while the captive is tall and smiling.However, as far as the current situation is concerned, the identities of Ling Yan and Ju Wuyou correspond, but their roles are reversed.

"Ai——!" Thinking of this, Ling Yan suddenly let out a long sigh, and said to the system, "I suddenly feel like a scumbag who only flirts with girls and doesn't take responsibility."

System: "...Oh."

"Then you feel uneasy about your conscience now, are you going to be responsible for the people you have slagged?" the system asked in an inorganic mechanical voice.

Ling Yan answered very simply, this was almost the first reaction in his brain. "Of course not!" Ling Yan retorted, "Have you ever seen any scumbag who took responsibility? Those who can be responsible are not called scumbags. Scumbags just want to fly!"

The subtext is, "I" is a scumbag, and "I" will not be responsible.

"..." The system was silent for a moment, and when it spoke again, it was still a steady mechanical voice, but Ling Yan heard a hint of coldness from it for no reason.

"Heh! Scumbag!" The system said word by word.

Ling Yan: "..."

After joking with the system briefly, the inexplicable entanglement in Ling Yan's heart eased a lot. He probed again to observe the situation on the battlefield, ready to find a suitable time and place to break through.

The author has something to say:

That's what a scumbag is... short and capable. (not)