Devil of Transmigration

"It takes a lot of effort to make up a set of laws, right?" Mozun said with a serious face.

Xuanli hesitated for a while, then nodded.

"So, you have to have a quiet environment, right?"

Xuanli continued to nod.

"Very good." Mozun waved his sleeves and walked out of the door, "Then you can make up the law in the room, and if you can't make it out, you are not allowed to come out." A lock locked the door.

Xuanli who clearly heard the sound of locking in the room: (⊙︿⊙)

Confusedly looking down at the stack of blank papers in front of him, Xuanli silently pulled Du Niang out again.

"You—" Bai Hua stood outside the door, watching the demon put the key into the storage ring, and twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling that she was really old, and the younger generation really couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Huh?" Mozun raised his eyelids, signaling Bai Hua to speak quickly.

Opening his mouth, Bai Hua finally knew what he should say: "You forgot to lock the windows." He pointed to the side hall where Xuanli was, indicating that those windows could still be opened at will.

Glancing at Bai Hua with extreme contempt, Mozun said, "Do you really think I don't know?"

Bai Hua: "..."

After pulling Bai Hua aside, guessing that Xuanli would not be able to hear what they said, Mozun explained unhurriedly: "How could I really put him in confinement? This is just a show, he wants to leave Just go, it's just not so aboveboard."

Bai Hua took it.

Afterwards, Mozun didn't care about Bai Hua's reaction, and walked directly outside the Chongxiao Hall: "Follow."

Bai Hua was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at the side hall where Xuanli was, and then immediately followed Mozun's pace in confusion.After walking for a while, Bai Hua found that the Demon Lord seemed to be planning to go south, and if the estimation was correct, the Demon Lord was ready to start. Surprised by the thoughts in his heart, Bai Hua quickly asked, "Are you planning to go alone?"

"Yes."

"You're crazy." Bai Hua stopped walking, her face pale.

Mozun turned his head, the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask curled up slightly, his eyes darkened: "I have always been a lunatic."

Mo Yan squeezed the teacup in her hand, her palms were covered with sweat.It's impossible to say that he doesn't know why the Demon Lord came.But what he didn't understand was how sure the Mozun was that he dared to come to him with only Bai Hua, who could be considered powerless.

Having seen the methods of the Demon Lord, Mo Yan didn't think he would do anything meaningless, and most likely he already knew his little tricks below.

After gathering his composure, Mo Yan raised a smile: "I don't know what advice does Lord Mozun come to my humble house for?"

"Teach me?" Putting aside the teacup that he had been playing with for a long time, Mo Zun raised his head, his eyes were cold: "I dare not take it." Mo Yan's smile froze immediately.

Bai Hua smiled and said nothing.

Now the distribution of alliance forces is complicated, and the Red Flame Demon Venerable has been suppressing the old faction since he came to power. For a while, there were complaints in the alliance; A series of new rules and regulations have really harmed the interests of many forces. Suddenly, under the alliance, undercurrents surged.

Mo Yan belonged to the old department of the former Demon Lord. Speaking of which, he is still the elder of the Demon Lord Chiyan, but so what, since the Demon Lord Chiyan began to ruthlessly suppress their faction, he has been dissatisfied for a long time, and has been trying to get along with other demons. An alliance "Mingyuetai" colluded and annexed "Chongxiao Palace".

You said that he is heartless, ungrateful, wolf-hearted, even if he is dissatisfied with the Scarlet Flame Demon Venerable, he shouldn't have colluded with outsiders to annex the Chongxiao Palace?Ha, so what?He is a devil, not a gentleman.

Standing up, pretending to be hearty and laughing, Mo Yan winked at the Demon Attendant at the side, and at the same time cupped his hands towards the Demon Master: "The Demon Master said so, it really breaks the old man."

The Demon Attendant on the side stepped back quietly.

"Oh? I can't see it." The Demon Lord waved his hand unconsciously, and suddenly the three wind blades condensed, and went straight to the Demon Attendant.

The wind blade was so fast that he couldn't dodge in time. The demon attendant was chopped into four pieces by the wind blade without even making a scream. Blood gushed up to the ceiling and then slowly flowed down the wall.

Now the one who can hold back his temper is the sage, Mo Yan suddenly changed his face, and scolded: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't that clear?" Mozun moved his feet away in disgust to avoid the splashed blood, and the Mozun sighed, quite a bit like "I've explained everything so clearly, why don't you understand?"

Bai Hua explained softly at the side: "What the Demon Lord means is that you are dead today."

"What?!" Mo Yan's eyes widened when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "This old man has worked hard for the alliance for so many years, but in the end it ended up like this..." As he spoke, he slumped his shoulders and bowed his head. With a sad voice: "If that's the case, if this is the case—" He suddenly summoned the two knives and chopped off the head of the Mozun beside him: "Then there is nothing to worry about."

The sound of "cracking" bones breaking was quite clear. The Demon Lord sitting on the stool didn't seem to react at all because the distance was too close, and his head was chopped off by Mo Yan; Lu" rolled a few times, leaving behind a spot of blush, and finally stopped at Bai Hua's feet.

Bai Hua looked at the head at his feet, didn't move, and looked stunned.

Mozun's body was still sitting upright in the distance, and the hem of his clothes "tick-tock-tick" dripped red blood.

With a sneer, Mo Yan shook the flesh and blood on the knife, and said to Bai Hua over there: "It seems that the Scarlet Flame Demon Lord is nothing more than that."

Bai Hua stood up, ignored Mo Yan, and walked outside.

Mo Yan found it funny, and shouted at Bai Hua's figure, "Do you really think you can get out alive?"

Bai Hua paused for a moment, turned her head slightly, and said, "If you kill someone in the future, don't splatter blood, and it won't be easy to wash if it gets on your clothes."

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that?" Mo Yan raised her eyebrows and put the knife aside, complacent, "However, since you said so, how about I leave your whole body?"

Bai Hua smiled and said, "I'm not talking to you."

Mo Yan felt inexplicable, and felt even more agitated. When he was about to kill Bai Hua, he suddenly put a hand on his shoulder: "He is talking to me."

he is not dead? !This is impossible!Eyes wide open in disbelief, the knuckles of Mo Yan's hand holding the knife turned white, but he didn't have the courage to look back to see clearly.

Wearing a black iron mask, Mozun poked his head out from behind Mo Yan's shoulder, and sighed, "You're still so impatient."

Seeing the Mozun come out, Bai Hua nodded to him and then turned around and walked out.

"Heh." After watching Bai Hua go out, Mo Zun patted Mo Yan on the shoulder, and motioned with his chin: "Look."

Unable to bear the pressure, Mo Yan followed the sign of Mo Zun to look over, Mo Yan's face twitched, and his facial features were distorted - the corpse sitting on the stool turned into another one at some point, and from the clothes, it was Mo Yan son.

It is extremely difficult for a demon to have his own offspring, so since Mo Yan had his own son, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as being held in the palm of his hand.It was clear that the head of the Demon Lord was chopped off, but in the end it turned into his own son. Mo Yan couldn't help but look at the blood on the ground, and saw that the head's eyes were wide open, and most of the hair was stuck to his face. .

Mo Yan trembled unconsciously.

"You must have something to tell me, right?" Mozun said.

Not long after Bai Hua walked out of the lobby, there was a "rumbling" sound behind him. Accompanied by a soaring light beam, the smoke and dust from the collapse of the palace rose into the air, and then quickly spread around.

All of this is just a breath, and a magnificent palace has become a pile of ruins.

It is impossible for Mo Yan's guards to not notice such a big movement. Bai Hua stood in the center of the square, watching a group of demon generals not far away rushing towards here.Frowning, Bai Hua sat on the floor with his hem behind him in a fan shape, then summoned the sapphire qin, put it on his knees, put his ten fingers on the strings, and when he was about to pick up the first string, Mozun A voice came from behind: "You step back."

After being silent for a while, Bai Hua took the Qing Yuqin back, stood up, and stepped back.Without asking why, without saying a word, Bai Hua passed by the Demon Lord, stood behind him, watched the Demon Lord summon his blood jade knife, did not use the magic circle, did not use magic power, directly held the knife and pointed at him. The demon who rushed up chopped off his body.

The confrontation between the Demon Lord and Mo Yan's Demon General this time should be described as massacre.It was completely a unilateral massacre by the Demon Lord. The red, blood-colored knife exuding an ominous aura looked like a bloodthirsty monster in the hands of the Demon Lord, perfectly absorbing the blows from those overconfident demon generals, The hot blood was rolling; the head rolled around on the ground, the blood was coagulated, and the demon general, who was lucky enough to survive, hugged his stump and howled, trying to climb out of the Shura field, but he was crushed by his companion's corpse and couldn't move.

When Mozun was the only one left standing alone, he stood there for a long time, a puddle of pooled blood under his feet submerged his ankles.

"Ah." Standing there, sighed contentedly, retracted the knife, and the Mozun walked towards Bai Hua, a series of bloody footprints appeared on the white square following his footsteps, which was particularly dazzling.

Even from a long distance, Bai Hua could smell the sweet and bloody smell from the demon's body.

Standing in front of Bai Hua, the Mozun paused and opened his arms towards him.

Birch:? !

"What are you doing in a daze, clean up my body."

"...Lord Mozun, dare I ask you to bring this subordinate just for this?"

"Otherwise?" Mozun looked at the dumbfounded Bai Hua with disdain, "You are not good at martial arts. Well, don't talk nonsense, I have to go back to see Xuanli, hurry up."

Bai Hua's face suddenly turned black to the point of dripping ink.

If Xuanli were to describe this situation, he would definitely say that Elder Bai has ten thousand muddy horses galloping through his heart.