Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan was hugged by the Mozun, listening to the other party talking in his ear.

"sorry."

There was a husky nasal sound in the other party's voice.

And Ye Yunlan was very tired.

Most of the spiritual energy in the meridians in the body has flowed into the Demon Venerable's body, making him too tired to even lift a finger.It was even more difficult to respond to Mozun's words.

Mozun leaned over, carefully kissed his lips, and fed him another sip of spiritual liquid to replenish spiritual energy.

There is some blurred light in those blood eyes, like the blood-colored sky after being washed by rain.It also seems that the traveler who sees the bright light in the long night is much better than before, full of hostility and corpses everywhere.

The other party rubbed his wrist, which was scarred by the chain, and melted the blood on it for him.

Then he hugged him and sent the spiritual power back into his body one after another.

This time?, the other party remembered to practice the exercises.

Yin and yang are born together, and the cycle goes back and forth.

Ye Yunlan felt that her fatigue had eased a little.

He took a low breath, raised his hand with difficulty, and stroked Mozun's face.

The man's face no longer had the childishness of his youth, only at this moment, he could vaguely see a little stubbornness and innocence left in his youth.

The facial features were handsome and deep, and they were not much different from the face he had imagined under the mask of the demon king.

They are the same person.

Although they had different experiences, they also walked in front of him and walked into his silent world.

The warm spiritual power poured into the meridians, and Ye Yunlan felt as if she was immersed in hot spring water, and her whole body softened like water.

Thin sweat broke out on his brow.

The golden eyes sparkled like water.

He said, "...enough."

But Mozun didn't stop running the exercises, but hugged him stubbornly and said: "Master's body is weak, and he has given a lot for me this time, I just want to help Master replenish more?" May you and I be able to perform well.”

"Just now, Master has performed the exercise for one round, but now... at least ten more rounds."

Ye Yunlan closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and cursed in a low voice: "Crazy."

The Mozun said in a hoarse voice.

"The Immortal Elder will save me with a mortal body, and now I only wish to serve the Immortal Elder for a long time, and do the work of a dog and a horse."

His eyes are obsessive and devout.

Ye Yunlan was panting, unable to speak.

If all the attendants under the Immortal Throne looked like him, how many immortals could endure being chased and bitten by mad dogs every day.I am afraid that this dog must be stewed and slaughtered to relieve the hatred in my heart.

That's because he raised this mad dog himself, so that he can... be so presumptuous in front of his eyes.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Mozun took a close breath of the fragrance in his hair, and seemed to be a little crazy.

The mad dog started licking his cheek again, wet breath gushing on his neck.

He instinctively wanted to turn his face to avoid it, but what? He had no strength in his hands and feet, so he could only be caught by him and act recklessly.

After a period of time, the state of the demon king alternated between sobriety and madness.

When I was awake, I hugged him and said "I'm sorry", and when I was crazy, I licked him like a mad dog.However, he still remembered to run the exercises, so he didn't need to remind him again.

The boy he rescued at the beginning has been broken into pieces for more than 30 years, and the demon king can no longer remember the original appearance of the world, nor his original appearance.

But Ye Yunlan still remembered.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to embrace the remaining fragments of the other party in the world, trying to piece him together.

Maybe it will be successful, or maybe it will never go back to the past.

But no matter what? They still have a long time to come.

……

Dongzhou Tianzong.

He Lanze is dealing with? Letters.

Since Yin Ling contacted various sects and sects of Taoism in his name, letters have been mailed over like snowflakes.It can be seen that over the past 30 years, the Taoist sect has accumulated a deep grudge against the Demon Realm.

He Lanze frowned, and raised his head from time to time to look at the window.

The dark clouds above Wangyun Peak have not dispersed for a month.

This is unusual.

Mr. Qiyun was seriously injured and disappeared for three years when he was transformed into a human being during the catastrophe.And this catastrophe seems to be even bigger than the catastrophe of transformation, whether Qi Yun-jun can survive it is unknown.

He Lanze had some ominous feeling in his heart, but he didn't dare to think deeply.

Just as he didn't dare to think deeply, what kind of abuse Ye Yunlan, who was forced to marry by the Demon Lord, was suffering from the Demon Lord in the Demon Palace at this moment.

Suddenly, the restriction outside his cave was touched.

The person who walked in was dressed in red and had heroic and beautiful features. It was Yin Ling.

Yin Ling: "It's late at night, Senior Brother He Lan is still busy?"

He Lanze put down the pen and paper in his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, and said: "You have to be busy. The Demon Elimination Conference will be held soon, and all sects and factions will send disciples to discuss the crusade against the Demon Lord. Our time is running out What? Besides, Junior Brother Ye..."

He stopped talking and didn't say any more.

It's just that the worry is hard to hide between the eyebrows.

Yin Ling has the same worry as him.Not only her, but also many sect disciples who had received Ye Yunlan's kindness in the sect, as well as various monks in the Taoist sect who were obsessed with Ye Yunlan.

"There are more virgins and babies missing around the Demon Realm, and the number is probably close to ten thousand. The people in the Demon Realm are planning something?" Yin Ling said, "It is rumored that they were ordered by the Demon Lord to get so mad. "

He Lanze's voice was cold, "That bastard? He has done a lot of similar things these past few years. Demons are inhumane, don't look at him with the eyes of ordinary people."

Yin Ling said: "I also heard that after that guy fell into the devil's way, his temper became unpredictable. A person as pure as frost and snow like Junior Brother Ye may not be willing to give in. All these years, how has he been in that guy's hands? Killing..."

A look of pain flashed across He Lanze's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Now we can only do what we can and rescue Junior Brother Ye from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

"Senior brother is right." Yin Ling put away the worry on her face, "This time I came to senior brother's cave to ask about the Great Formation of the Demon Realm. Back then, Demon Venerable widely distributed wedding invitations to Dao The sects are arrogant and unrestrained. There are many fellows who are closer to the Demon Realm? They all rushed to the Demon Realm, but they were all intercepted by the big formation. It can be seen that the Demon Lord does not really want to entertain people of the righteous way, but just plays around with this matter. We wait, declare possession, let the right path lose face. Looking at it now, in order to crusade against the Demon Lord, we must first destroy the Demon Realm Formation."

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Brother He Lan, I know quite a few comrades who are accomplished in formations. If necessary, I can write to invite them to the Demon Slayer Conference to discuss together. The method of breaking the formation."

He Lanze said: "Alright. You? You can write a letter first to get in touch. I have also contacted the disciples of the Mo Sect. When it comes to formation techniques, I am afraid that there is no sect in the world that can be more proficient than the Mo Sect. In addition, nowadays The master of Tianji Pavilion has already sent a letter, saying that they have mastered the method to deal with the Demon Lord, and if the Demon Lord can enter the urn smoothly, they don’t even need the help of monks in the mortal stage. Now we only need to wait for the conference to be held and gather the strength of the righteous way. We can start the crusade against Demon Realm."

"Is that so..." Yin Ling's face was still a bit worried, she looked up at the sky outside the window, "Although the formation does not require the help of monks at the metamorphosis stage, it is just that if the suzerain has not left the customs by then, we will Do you still need to think about it before proceeding? Make a plan..."

He Lanze asserted: "We can't wait any longer! The humiliation that Junior Brother Ye has suffered these years is not what he should have suffered. You also know the extent of the rumors from the outside world. How can someone like Junior Brother Ye I have suffered so many grievances for no reason. The magic rises and the Tao disappears, and the extremes of things will reverse, and now it has come to the time when the Taoist sect needs to make changes."

Yin Ling: "Senior brother also said..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a loud thunder outside the window.

He Lanze suddenly stood up from his seat, and he saw an extremely thick thunderbolt falling straight towards Wangyun Peak in the distant sky.This thunder disaster has been brewing for a long time, just looking at it makes people tremble with fear.Immediately there was a loud thunder that resounded through the entire Tianzong.

The white light covered everyone's field of vision, and after the white light, the top of Wangyun Peak was completely scorched black.

The perennial snowstorm has disappeared, and broken peach blossom petals are mixed with the black ashes in the sky.

And the drowsy sky that had enveloped the entire Tianzong for more than a month began to clear up.

The thunder disaster has passed.

He Lanze had already stood up with his sword and ran towards Wangyun Peak.

The deputy lord Cheng Zixu came faster than him.

Cheng Zixu restrained his usual hippie smile, and his expression was a little more serious.

Seeing that the gate of Yuntian Palace was opened, a person came out slowly.

The silver hair crown on Qiyun-jun's head has been scattered, and the white hair is scattered behind him in a mess. The crane cloak is stained with a large amount of blood, and there is a broken sword in his hand.

The moment he saw the broken sword, Cheng Zi humbly let out a thud in his heart.

That is the Taiqingdu E sword.

No one knows better than him what the breaking of the natal sword means to a sword cultivator.

He originally thought that when Mr. Qi Yun asked him about the Tao of Extreme Love, it was just a joke when he was bored in retreat.

Although his seniors never make jokes.

However, now that the thunder calamity has stopped, his senior brother did not fall to death except that he looked injured. It seems that he has succeeded from the path of ruthlessness to the path of extreme affection.

But Cheng Zixu has no way to imagine a senior brother who cultivates the Dao of Extreme Love.

It was as frightening as seeing a crow swim or a sow climb a tree.

But no matter what? Horror, that person is my senior brother after all.

So he hurried over.

Then he saw that Mr. Qiyun's light-colored pupils seemed a little hollow, and his expression was a little bit blank.

Not right.

Whether it is the way of ruthlessness or the way of extreme affection, it is the way to cut through one's own delusions and be firm in what one wants to do. There should be no confusion.

Could it be that there is something wrong with his senior brother's practice?

That's right, the transformation of Ruthless Dao and Extreme Passion Dao is completely opposite. His senior brother dared to do this because he was crazy.

Cheng Zixu is very careful about people who are suspected of going crazy.

Then he heard the extremely hoarse voice of his senior brother, saying every word.

"Fu, Tu, Pagoda..."

Cheng Zixu was very puzzled.

The Buddha Pagoda is far away in Xizhou Negative Temple, so what does it have to do with their Tianzong?

But then something happened that made him even more horrified.

His senior brother who had never cried or smiled since he was a teenager, and had no expression on his face, blinked slightly, and something rolled out of it.

Cheng Zixu was close, so he could see clearly.

It was a tear.