Devil of Transmigration

However, in the end it still didn't work.

The matter of Mo Yan completely became a lead/fire/lead. After two days of silence, the rest of the old department simply stopped concealing it and broke out all at once. temple.

Standing on the eaves of the Chongxiao Palace, the Scarlet Flame Demon Venerable was still dressed in black, looking at the billowing smoke in the distance without saying a word, wondering what he was thinking.

Xuanli stood beside him, a little strange.

Isn't he afraid?The enemy is coming soon, he will die, aren't you afraid? It is stated in the "System Rules" that all creatures are afraid of death, and they will seize every opportunity to survive (this is also the most favorable time for the system to select a host), but why is he calm?

The silence above the eaves was in stark contrast to the noise of His Highness Chong Xiao.Every moment with Red Flame Demon Venerable seems to be infinitely stretched.

"You go." Mozun turned his head to look at Xuanli, the red fire light below was reflected in his pupils, I don't know if it was an illusion, the warm color softened his own cold and hard eyes.

In a haze, Xuanli seemed to see that little Chu Jiu standing there, looking up at him with his small face, although he let him go with a stubborn face, but in fact, his eyes were full of prayers——

Please don't go, don't leave me alone.

Lowering his eyes, Xuanli didn't move.

"Let's go, you can go to other alliances. With your talent, becoming a Demon General is not a problem." Demon Venerable said.

Xuanli shook his head, then jumped off the eaves, held Hanxue tightly, and rushed towards the enemy.

He was taken aback by Xuanli's sudden action, and by the time he realized it, Xuanli had already charged into battle by himself, "Wow la la" and killed several enemy troops.

"Fool." With a chuckle, Mozun seemed to have regained his strength, raised his hand, and a formation appeared under his feet. Immediately afterwards, various killing formations began to appear in various places in the Chongxiao Palace; Lost a lot.

"Didn't you say that the palace guard array was ineffective? How could this happen?" Shantai Ming's eyes were red with anxiety, and he grabbed the surrendered demon general beside him and sprayed him with saliva.

"No, it shouldn't be like this. I did send someone to destroy the formation." The last few words were murmured, and the traitor didn't dare to look Shan Taiming in the eyes.

"In that case, you are useless."

"My lord? No, no, my lord, what you said before, what you said, don't kill me—"

Watching the Chiyan Demon Venerable jumping off the eaves, the blood jade knife in his hand was so red, he immediately understood that this place will become a Shura field, and he, no matter whether he wins or loses in the end, is destined to fight in blood .

That day was the brightest day of the "Seven Kills" star, and it was also the most tragic day in the history of the Demon Realm.

"Chongxiao Palace" and "Bright Moon Terrace", the life-and-death battle between the two alliances is also a head-to-head confrontation between two demon kings.

The corpses of the demon generals were piled on top of each other, some in the "Chongxiao Palace" and some in the "Bright Moon Terrace". The blood slowly flowed down the steps, eventually converging into a small river.

Sitting on the corpse, Scarlet Flame Demon Venerable looked at the head at his feet and panted slightly.

Xuanli stood beside him with a disheveled face. It took him a long time to find a way, and then he slowly crawled to the side of Demon Venerable Scarlet Flame.

"Why are you so stupid?" Mozun asked as he gently hugged Xuanli, who was covered in blood, to his side with some distress. Mozun helped him wipe the blood off his face.

"Hehehe." With a smirk, Xuanli hooked Mozun's hand with his little finger and said, "We won."

"Ah."

"Don't be unhappy."

"Ok?"

"I'm here to accompany you, don't leave, don't be unhappy."

"……Fool."

Because a group of black sheep were eliminated by the way, the reconstruction work went smoothly.

Xuanli has lived a very chic life recently, because he is a sick patient who cannot lift his hands or shoulders, and coincidentally, his patient friend is Huajing.

~ (￣ ▽ ￣) ~ *

The revolutionary friendship between the two demons developed rapidly during this period.

"Ah, Xuanli, that's not for food!" Hua Jing snatched the small box from Xuanli's hand and touched it distressedly, "This is for removing scars, it's very valuable."

Smash your mouth, Xuanli nodded: "Well, it's delicious, it should be quite expensive."

... How much time did I have to give him such a precious thing, Hua Jing wanted to slap himself.

"Cough." Mozun didn't know when he came again.Ignoring the star-eyed mirror, he walked up to Xuanli and looked at it: "It seems to be recovering well."

Xuanli: "Yes."

Mozun: "Well, do you still want to go to Yuyuan?" After finishing speaking, he immediately added, "Helpful for recovery."

Xuanli heard the words, pulled the flower mirror and asked: "Can the flower mirror come too?"

Watched expectantly by the two pairs of bright eyes, Mozun was silent for a while, then turned his face away, and replied in a very painful voice: "Okay."

Then the two demons walked towards Yuyuan under the leadership of the demon king with happy faces.

Mozun doesn't like outsiders to serve, so when they arrived at Taiye Pool, there were only three of them, Huajing and Xuanli stared at the water, and Mozun raised his forehead: "You two wait a while, I'll go get something. "

...But when he came back, Mozun was very happy to see Xuanli and Huajing thumping in the pool.

Silently putting the wooden plate in his hand aside, the Mozun thought, sure enough, life, you can never expect too much.

At this time, Mozun had replaced the black iron mask with a mask carved from white jade, revealing a graceful chin; the tight black clothes that had been wrapped up before had also been taken off, and he was only wearing a loose White underwear, and his snow-white chest—and eight-pack abs—can be vaguely seen when he walks around.

"Hua Jing? You have a nosebleed?!"

"Huh? Huajing, you rolled your eyes!!!" Hugging the unconscious Huajing in a hurry, Xuanli hurriedly asked the Mozun on the shore for help, "Master Mozun, Huajing has passed out."

Mozun: Life still has surprises everywhere.

Throwing the angry Hua Jing to the Hua Pavilion aside, Mozun leisurely soaked in the Taiye Pond with Xuanli.Although Huajing went to "rest", Xuanli still enjoyed himself in the Taiye Pool by himself.

Seeing Xuanli making a fuss by himself, a smile gradually filled his eyes, Mozun leaned on the specially repaired stone in the pool, and asked, "Why are you so happy?"

"That." Xuanli scratched his head embarrassingly, and explained, "I used to be in the Black Desert all the time."

"That's right. Black Desert—you've been here for a long time, do you have any companions?"

Xuanli smiled: "Yes, there are black bones, and—" At this point, the arc of Xuanli's mouth gradually calmed down, "The ninth day of the ninth day."

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

Mozun slowly pushed the wooden dish floating on the water to Xuanli, and said, "Try it, the pastry is good."

Staring at the delicate white dough in the center of the wooden tray with wide eyes, Xuanli picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, forgetting the sadness at once: "Master Mozun, you are so kind. So is the black bone." Find something delicious for me when I'm unhappy."

"Black bones?"

"Yeah, he turned into a human form before me, so he walked out of the Black Desert long ago. I don't know if he is doing well now."

After hesitating for a while, Mozun still asked, "What about the ninth day?"

Xuanli: "... I don't want to say it."

When Xuanli said this, he just turned around and picked up another piece of pastry, Mozun saw clearly that there was a scar on his chest, judging by the color, it was probably very early.

Mozun: "The scar on your chest is left by Chu Jiu." It was obviously a question, but Mozun did not hesitate to turn it into a statement.

After a pause, he swallowed the pastry in his mouth, Xuanli pouted and admitted: "Yes."

Mozun nodded: "No wonder you don't want to talk about him. Do you hate him?"

Xuanli: "I don't know."

"He hurt you, probably not lightly."

"I know, but——I still know what happened after that." Thinking of this, Xuanli said angrily, "If I see Chu Jiu, I must beat him up first, and then ask him carefully. Why did he do that."

"and then?"

"Then? Then..." Xuanli didn't know what to say, he tilted his head and thought for a long time before he could say, "Let's decide whether to hate it or not."

How can anyone say that they will hate a person?Xuanli, that's just too stupid.

Although he didn't hear an exact answer, Mozun still felt warm in his heart, as if drinking a cup of hot tea had warmed him to the core.

"Heh." The Mozun smiled, and his pale lips became more ambiguous against the background of the white jade mask, he leaned over to help Xuanli wipe off the cake residue from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You, why are you so stupid? "

Inexplicably, Xuanli felt his face burn a little.