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Yan Cang took off his clothes, and there was a bloodstain on the left chest at the heart. The bloodstain had almost healed, but now it has stopped healing.

Xin Mo threw a jade bottle over, he caught it, and poured out a dark green pill from it.I saw that the pill had a green luster all over its body, and the fragrance was so strong that it looked extraordinary.

"This is a medicine given by an immortal." Xin Mo said coldly, "It can heal the sword wound on your heart, but it cannot repair your broken tendons."

Yan Cang was quite curious: "I didn't expect you to have such a chance, what's the name of that Great Immortal?"

Xin Mo knew that Yan Cang was now focused on finding out his origin. Although he didn't know what the two forces in him were, he knew in his heart that he couldn't just be the son of Emperor Xuanyuan of Yan Kingdom.

"I won't tell you now." Xin Mo sat down cross-legged: "Hurry up and eat, I will help you practice."

The cultivation base of Yan Cang's whole body has been dissipated with the spurt of his blood essence and the rupture of the dragon's veins. Now he is no different from ordinary people.

The medicine given by the immortal was really extraordinary, it melted in the mouth, and I felt a warm current go straight to the wound as if consciously, found the location of the wound, and clung to it, and when Xin Mo closed his palm, Yan Cang's left chest was as smooth as ever , I can't see any injuries at all.

"Oh, very good, very good, the king was worried about leaving scars."

Xin Mo... the elixir given by the immortal to bring the dead back to life has been ruined by you, and it can still leave you with scars?

"Hehe, this is a life for a life." Yan Cang was referring to Xuanyuan Che.After putting on his clothes, he looked around, the barren mountains and wild mountains, at this moment he and Xin Mo were sitting on a big rock, feeling the prospect was lost, "Where shall we go next?"

But Xin Mo got up suddenly, his figure flashed, and he stood in front of Yan Cang.

"What's the matter?" Yan Cang also stood up, his energy exhausted, except for the wind whistling across the treetops, he couldn't notice any movement at all.

"Someone." Xin Mo's dark eyes stared at the depths of the jungle, no, it was not a person, Xin Mo clearly smelled a monster, and it was an unusually strong monster, comparable to him.

"Who is coming?"

As soon as Xin Mo finished speaking, a ray of purple light meandered out from the forest, and threw it in front of Yan Cang in the blink of an eye.

A man in a purple robe fell to his knees: "See Demon Lord!"

Xin Mo raised his brows, the secret passage came really fast, it seems that people from the devil world have been watching secretly, and Yan Cang came looking for him just after he left the royal family.

Yan Cang stood up from behind Xin Mo, because he had always been skeptical about his own origin, so he was not surprised to be called "Demon Lord", but rather curious: "Who are you?"

The man in purple stood up, with an extremely seductive face: "Mozun, my subordinate Jun Rumo welcomes Mozun back to the palace."

"Jun Rumo?" Yan Cang tried his best to search in his mind, but to no avail, it was a completely unfamiliar name.

Jun Rumo smiled and said: "The Demon Lord has passed through the ninth cycle of reincarnation, and the name of the subordinates must have been forgotten by the Demon Lord, it doesn't matter, the subordinate has been waiting for 500 years, we will slowly remind the Demon Lord. "

"500 years... Ninth reincarnation?" As a mortal, Yan Cang should have been puzzled when he heard these two numbers, but for some reason, he felt a sudden suffocation in his chest, and this suffocation was chaotic in his body. He couldn't help but want to vent. There was a sentence stuck in his throat, which seemed to surge out with the sullen air, but he didn't know what he wanted to yell.

who I am?Where do you come from?Where should I go?

Mozun?Not a proper title.Although Yan Cang is the battle king of the people of Yan Kingdom, he himself knows that in the hearts of Emperor Xuanyuan and all his officials, he is a monster and an evil spirit.

Seeing a trace of confusion in Yan Cang's eyes, Jun Rumo hurriedly said, "Mozun, 500 years ago..."

"Shut up!" Xin Mo categorically cut off Jun Rumo: "He will remember all the past and future. Before that, you are not allowed to mention a word in front of him."

Jun Rumo seemed to notice Xin Mo just now, his long eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh? A big black wolf, this is a rare breed."

Xin Mo was indifferent to his winking eyes, and coldly threw a word at Jun Rumo: "Get lost!"

"Hmph, because you have taken care of the Demon Lord for 500 years, I will not argue with you. Xin Mo, I will not talk nonsense with you. Today, I must take the Demon Lord away."

Xin Mo clasped his hands, and his tone was particularly contemptuous: "It's just a mangy fox, what a big tone."

"Who do you call a mangy fox?"

"Who should I say?"

Yan Cang didn't notice Xin Mo and Jun Rumo who were pinching each other just after they met, and he was once again hit by the information Jun Rumo revealed.

Xin Mo has been by his side for 500 years?

Yan Cang remembered that he met Xin Mo when he was 13 years old when he went out for the first time. After the army camped in a mountain col, he sneaked out to play and rescued Xin Mo who was caught in the hunter's trap.

He took Xin Mo back, and that night, Xin Mo turned into a man, exactly what he looks like now, and has been following him ever since.

Isn't this the most common way of repaying gratitude?This is what is said in the picture books of unofficial history. Could it be that Xin Mo has "encountered" him in this way in every life in the past 500 years?

Apart from being touched, Yan Cang felt that Xin Mo was quite stupid, he had the time to fool around with him, if he practiced hard, he might have ascended to immortality long ago.

Yan Cang is more interested in himself 500 years ago.

"That, Momo..."

Before Yan Cang finished speaking, a wolf howled, and Xin Mo's cold handsome face was distorted: "You ask Laozi Momo to try again?"

Jun Rumo took the opportunity to rush over, hugged Yan Cang, and complained like weeping: "Mozun, do you finally think of me? Woohoo, people have been waiting for you for 500 years, 500 years, if you don't come back, Momo's wrinkles are about to come out, oh..."

Xin Mo... I really want to go berserk, what kind of monsters are these?

Yan Cang blinked at Xin Mo apologetically, coughed twice, and moved himself a foot away from Jun Rumo. This was because he thought Jun Rumo was pleasing to his eyes. Burned.

But now, his anger is gone, standing still, Yan Cang asked: "You said you welcome me back to the palace, what palace?"

"Of course it's the Wuye Palace? But it's not the Wuye Palace on Wuye Mountain, but the Wuye Palace on the Demon Cliff in the Demon Realm."

Xin Mo took a step forward: "No, he won't go to the devil world with you."

Yan Cang looked at Xin Mo, then at Jun Rumo, it was obvious that both of them knew about his past.However, Xin Mo hasn't said it for so many years, and he certainly won't say it in the future, and this Jun Rumo should tell him what happened 500 years ago, but the devil world, where is that?

Although Yan Cang kills people like hemp, but he thinks that he still has a clear sense of grievances and grievances, and never kills innocent people randomly, so he is far from a "devil" or something!

Now his mind is in a mess, as soon as he left the palace, people from the devil world came to his door, he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

Who to trust?Xin Mo of course.

So he said to Jun Rumo: "I think you must have made a mistake, I am not your Demon Lord, I have no mana at all now."

Jun Rumo glanced at Xin Mo with sharp eyes: "What's going on?"

Xin Mo turned his head coolly, thinking that you are not my master, why should I tell you?

"I broke my own veins, and now I have no magic power." Yan Cang said with a smile, although he paid a price for leaving the palace, but now he feels a complete relief.

Jun Rumo didn't expect the fact to be so cruel. In just 500 years, Yan Cang was reincarnated nine times, all because Yan Cang's crimes were too deep, and he would die badly in every life.

Xin Mo protects him in his ninth reincarnation, and every time he reincarnates, his soul will be repaired little by little under the nourishment of the mortal emperor's dragon soul. After finally repairing his soul, as long as he works hard, he will awaken sooner or later.

Jun Rumo was counting the time to bring Yan Cang back to the Demon Realm before the people from the Immortal Realm arrived, but unexpectedly he suffered such a blow.

"Mozun, don't worry, we will help you repair the dragon's veins even if we pour all our strength into the Demon Realm."

"Dragon veins? Do you think I am still the son of the dragon?" Yan Cang smiled wryly. He helped Emperor Xuanyuan resolve the crisis of being forced into the palace, and cut off his own meridian. His life in this lifetime.

"What dragon son and grandson?" Jun Rumo's eyes turned hard: "You are the real dragon, the only real dragon in the three realms."

Yan Cang... This child really admires him so much, what he said is crazy!

Jun Rumo looked at Xin Mo unwillingly. He didn't understand why Xin Mo would guard Yan Cang for 500 years. This man was obviously a demon, but he didn't agree with him.

No matter what Xin Mo's background is, Jun Rumo knows in his heart that since Xin Mo can protect Yan Cang for 500 years, it means that he is reliable.Yan Cang has no magic power now, if he returns to the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm will definitely not be able to protect him, and the bull noses in the Immortal Realm will take the opportunity to encircle and suppress him. Yan Cang has no second 500 years, so he can't take this risk.

Thinking through it, Jun Rumo lifted his sleeve and knelt down: "Mozun, we will definitely help you find a way to repair the dragon's veins. During this period, please take care of yourself. Also, if a fairy named Qing Lan I came to look for you, please, don’t go with him, we all in the devil world have been waiting for you in the Palace of Unemployment for 500 years, please this time, don’t abandon us again.”

Jun Rumo bowed deeply: "Mozun, take care!" The figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Qing Lan..." Yan Cang touched the name: "Qing Lan..." The thing stuck in his throat seemed to be alive again.

"Who is Qing Lan?" Yan Cang looked at Xin Mo, he believed that Xin Mo knew the answer.

Xin Mo folded his hands and looked at Dongfang coldly: "You will know."

——He's coming soon, Xin Mo thought to himself.