Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Ye Wuchen held Shuangjiang in his hand, and stared at the Immortal Emperor with a full face of wariness. There was a wall behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

The Immortal Emperor stared at him darkly for a while, then suddenly softened his body, and knocked his head on Ye Wuchen's shoulder, as if he had passed out.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

Standing stiffly for a while, Ye Wuchen slowly raised the hand holding Shuang Jiang, and placed it on his chest, the blade of the sword pressed against the Immortal Emperor's neck, before anyone could move, he met a pair of dark eyes.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

The Immortal Emperor took a step back, avoiding Ye Wuchen's gaze, and asked, "Is it well written?"

The guard in Ye Wuchen's eyes had a look of looking crazy.

He didn't answer, the Immortal Emperor thought for a while, raised the booklet in his hand, and there was hope in his eyes: "This, is it well written?"

Ye Wuchen nodded numbly.

The Immortal Emperor tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, and after thinking hard for a while, he said to Ye Wuchen, "Are you also here to persuade me to stop fighting?"

His tone was a little hurt, and Ye Wuchen's heart was full of alarms - he wouldn't regard himself as that "old friend".

Ye Wuchen took a step back subconsciously, his back almost hit the cold white jade wall, the Immortal Emperor put his hands on his back, and pulled him into his arms, the distance between the two was only a few layers of cloth.

The Immortal Emperor whispered in his ear: "What's wrong?"

Ye Wuchen's eyes widened, goosebumps all over his body - he definitely recognized himself as that "old friend"!

The Immortal Emperor looked at his face from the side, and began to wonder if he had done too much, causing him to become as stiff as wood.Sighing lowly, he said in his heart: "Host host! He is a touch of divine consciousness left by the immortal emperor in the illusion, not very stable. He should regard you as his lover now. Respond to him quickly, maybe it will be okay." Find out the reason for the war between gods and demons!"

Ye Wuchen was in a panic when he suddenly heard the voice of the little white ball in his mind, and he felt like he was back home.

"No, the key is how should I respond, isn't the lover he was thinking of killed by him, should I hate it, or should I love it?"

The little white ball over there was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't know much about this, but I sewed a booklet to tell about his love. I must hope that person can love him more."

After saying this, Xiao Baiqiu felt apprehensive, not sure whether Ye Wuchen could believe this set of rhetoric.

But after a while, the Immortal Emperor got a response.

Ye Wuchen hugged him lightly, tiptoed to his ear, and exhaled like blue: "I want to know what happened these years, why did you provoke a war between the two clans for no reason?"

What Ye Wuchen thinks is that a dead horse is a living horse doctor. Anyway, he can only leave the illusion after finding out the cause of the war between gods and demons. It is better to ask the Immortal Emperor directly, anyway, he now regards himself as an "old friend".

But the little white ball in the fairy emperor's shell was still excited even though he knew Ye Wuchen's motives.He buried his head in Ye Wuchen's neck, and wanted to lick it maliciously, but was stopped by a young man fiercely.

"What are you going to do to Master!"

In the spiritual world, Mo Yun questioned the obedient Zhang Mo Yun, and almost didn't start to make a move. The obedient Mo Yun looked at the two opposite people with a smile, calmly let the body of the emperor leave Ye Wuchen, and said to the other two parts of the soul: "This will scare Master."

Perverse Zhang Moyun glared at him, and snorted towards the sky.

"Really, why did you come here!"

Well-behaved Mo Yun: "Because this is our common consciousness."

Mo Yun looked at the two of them in bewilderment.

The clever Mo Yun explained: "Actually, we are gods."

The perverted Mo Yun gave him a hard look, and said dissatisfied: "He's too weak, knowing these things won't do him any good."

Mo Yun slapped him unconvinced.

"So what if I'm weak, I'm not the one who is by Master's side every day!"

The perverse Zhang Moyun took a deep look at him, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he hummed in satisfaction: "As expected of my soul."

Mo Yun didn't have time to wonder, and a spiritual flow was injected into the back of the neck by the perverted Mo Yun, and his body collapsed.The well-behaved Mo Yun caught him steadily, and sighed.

"It is indeed a bit weak."

At the same time, Ye Wuchen was being stared at by the Immortal Emperor with obsessive eyes, he slowly closed his eyes, and greeted the eighteen generations of the Immortal Emperor's ancestors in his heart.

"Want to know?"

The deep voice of the Immortal Emperor resounded, hooking people's heartstrings.

Ye Wuchen was speechless, but still nodded extremely cooperatively: "I think."

The sound of fighting outside became clearer and clearer, as if it was close at hand, but the Immortal Emperor acted as if he hadn't heard it, grabbed Ye Wuchen's hand, and Shi Shiran walked out of the palace door, with a strong smell of blood coming over his face.

The Immortal Emperor took out the veiled hat and put it on his head gently.

I don't know what the white gauze is doing, it's clear that you can't see the inside from the outside, but you can clearly observe the outside world inside, Ye Wuchen looks at the emperor through the gauze - can he still see himself?

The Immortal Emperor seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and said in a warm voice: "My magic weapon is naturally ineffective against me."

Ye Wuchen suddenly thought that the Immortal Emperor was wearing a bamboo hat, but he could still see it.But before he could open his mouth to ask, a black-clothed demon next to him rushed over with a scimitar in his hand, and slashed at the Immortal Emperor viciously.

Ye Wuchen felt a feather covering his eyes, itching, and a soft voice came from his ear: "Close your eyes."

The Immortal Emperor didn't know what he did, there was a pop in the air, and Ye Wuchen was turned back into his arms, unable to move for a while.

Afterwards, the feather in front of his eyes slipped, and Ye Wuchen saw his slightly red eyes, and then through his shoulder, he saw a place of rotten meat and internal organs.Ye Wuchen trembled from the bottom of his heart.

The Immortal Emperor supported his bamboo hat and said: "It's too dirty, you'd better not look at it."

Ye Wuchen cried to Xiaobaiqiu in his heart: "Hey, if he finds out that I'm fake, he won't click me too! I feel like I can't beat him..."

Little Baiqiu seemed a little scared, and his voice trembled: "No, host who doesn't know how, your acting skills are superb!"

Immortal Emperor smiled lowly at this moment: "But are you scared?"

Ye Wuchen desperately shook his head.

Next, the Immortal Emperor led Ye Wuchen calmly through the chaotic battlefield until he was stopped by a man with red eyes.

The man's skin was morbidly white, and his appearance was bewitching and charming. His face was smeared with blood, and his blood-red demon pupils stared at the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor greeted lightly: "Master Mojun, don't come here without any harm."

The Demon Lord split a few protoss who were rushing towards him, and strode forward with a gloomy face holding a knife.The veins on his forehead jumped violently, and the fiery machete slashed at the Immortal Emperor.

The Immortal Emperor pushed Ye Wuchen back a few steps, and went forward to hold the scimitar with his bare hands. The moment the dancing flame on the knife touched the blood, it jumped up in vain, attacking the Immortal Emperor's arm.

The Demon Lord quickly pulled out the scimitar, and immediately turned around to stab the Immortal Emperor's ribs. The five fingers of the Immortal Emperor's left hand were clawed, holding a goose feather fan that was glowing with golden light, and lightly blocked the blow. The scimitar was pushed aside, and with the fan handle facing outward, it hit the Demon Lord's face directly.Not to be outdone, the Demon Lord turned around to dodge the blow, wrapped the scimitar in his hand with black flames, and swept across the waist of the Immortal Emperor.

The feathers of the lupine fell off one after another, forming a white feather shield in front of the Immortal Emperor, and the small handle of the fan turned into a short blade, which was thrown forcefully across the Demon King's neck.

The blood was overflowing, and the Immortal Emperor shook the blood on his right hand at him: "Even."

The Demon Lord was impatient, and asked angrily: "Kill my son, kill my wife, what kind of heart do you have?"

The Immortal Emperor didn't answer, and concentrated on controlling the feather fan in his hand to change various shapes to resist the demon king's attack.The two fought almost face to face, with no fancy moves, only fierce offense and crisp defense.

Back and forth, the two sides have fought for more than a hundred rounds. There are a lot of demons gathered around the demon king, while there are only a few people on the side of the gods.

The demons formed an array behind the demon lord, the formation was a pentagram. A man with white hair and a childlike face stood in the center, holding a skeleton staff and chanting incomprehensible incantations. All the demons floated in mid-air, their bodies The magic power overflows from the middle and converges in the staff.

The white skeleton became darker and darker under the accumulation of magic power, and finally couldn't see the appearance of the skeleton clearly, only the black magic power clumped together and surging.

"Go!" The man in the middle shouted.

The magical power gathered in the staff instantly formed a line in midair, approaching the Immortal Emperor.

Yu Guizhen, the magic power of all the demons gathered in the field to attack the target, there is a great possibility that the body will explode and die, an attack that is a life-threatening attack.

The Immortal Emperor didn't panic at all, on the contrary, he still had a leisurely look at Ye Wuchen, and nodded in satisfaction after seeing him obediently staying where he was.

And then, what he said to the Protoss was cold and terrifying: "Die here, or die by my hands, choose one."

Xiao and even the demon king were surprised by his cold blood: "They are all your clansmen."

The emperor disassembled the feather fan and reassembled it in his hands, turning it into a solid feather shield. "They are all going to die, but it's just in whose hands they die."

He smiled to block the converging magic power, and the other hand began to absorb the magic power again, making them wrap around his arm obediently, and then pushed hard towards the demon king.

The huge magic ball and the blade exploded, and the Demon Lord looked horrified, pointing at the Immortal Emperor: "Are you a demon?"

The surviving protoss looked at each other, looking at the back of the Immortal Emperor in horror.

"No wonder, no wonder he killed the Protoss so much..."

"No, that's not right, the Immortal Emperor obviously doesn't have devilish energy!"

The Immortal Emperor smiled, squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, and no."

A protoss who harbored hatred for the Immortal Emperor silently stepped forward, holding a long sword, and stabbed at the Immortal Emperor fiercely, but a black thing flashed in the air, blocking his attack directly.

The Immortal Emperor turned his head indifferently, and the magic power in his hand penetrated into the body of the protoss, and the protoss exploded to death instantly.

"I said you guys are going to die anyway, so you want to die in my hands so much?"

Seeing their companions being killed, several protoss exploded angrily, attacking the Immortal Emperor in wave after wave.

"I knew it, I knew it! You betrayed the Protoss!"

"You killed so many unarmed women and children, you, there are also my children!"

"I think you are more vicious than the demons!"

The Immortal Emperor didn't even turn his head, only black light and shadows were attacking back and forth behind him, and none of the dozens of protoss was spared, and they died in peace.

Like a high-ranking person, he sighed pitifully.

The Demon Lord was a little dumbfounded watching this scene of cannibalism.

The Immortal Emperor glanced at him, and attacked the Demon Lord with the magic power he had blocked.He turned over and managed to dodge, the eyes of the Immortal Emperor facing him were slightly red, neither a god nor a demon, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell to seek his life.

……

In the end, the Immortal Emperor annihilated a group of demons behind the Demon Lord with the strength to crush everyone, and then simply and neatly beheaded the exhausted Demon Lord.

Ye Wuchen waited and watched this big show of one against many, and asked the little white ball in his heart: "Is there still time for me to run now?"

The little white ball seemed to be afraid that he would run away, and replied in a panic: "Host, this is just an illusion, an illusion."

Ye Wuchen: "Didn't you hear what the soldiers said, people will die in this illusion."

Little White Ball: "Host, trust me, he won't do anything to you."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Uh... because the host is now his lover!"

Ye Wuchen thought for a moment and still felt something was wrong: "But he killed his lover with his own hands..."

The little white ball got stuck for a moment, and just as Ye Wuchen was about to continue asking, the Immortal Emperor put his shoulder on his shoulder.

"Are you scared?"

Ye Wuchen desperately shook his head without guilt.

Unexpectedly, the bamboo hat was taken off, and the Immortal Emperor fondled his nose: "Liar."

Before Ye Wuchen got goosebumps, the Immortal Emperor grabbed his hand and walked through the corridor: "Now let me tell you why you want to start a war."

The corpses on the ground were covered by the rising fairy mist, but the strong blood in the air could not be covered up, Ye Wuchen simply blocked his sense of smell.

Taken to a dilapidated wooden house, Ye Wuchen stared at the spider web on the door, crying in his heart: "It's over, is he going to silence me?"

Little White Ball: "...Host, relax."

The Immortal Emperor stepped into the house, as if he was looking for something, but he was afraid that Ye Wuchen would be bored, so he rummaged while talking.

"I'm not an immortal emperor. If this war hadn't happened, no matter whether it was the human race, the god race or the demon race, they would all be extinct in 200 years..."

There was a lot of information, so Ye Wuchen didn't know what to ask, so he could only continue to listen to him in detail.

"In order to protect the gods, the former immortal emperor did not launch a war. As a result, I only saw ruins after a thousand years, but I did not find you."

The Immortal Emperor turned out a slap-sized crystal ball covered in dust, carefully wiped off the dust on it, let Ye Wuchen hold it, and then tapped it with his fingers, and images began to appear on the crystal ball.

"Beginning from the god race, a poisonous pattern gradually appeared on the child's body, which was purple. People who came into contact with him, whether they were god race, demon race, or human race, would gradually be infected."

A purple pattern appeared on the crystal ball. It was long and thick at the top and thin at the bottom. If you look closely, there are thorns around it.

"Then the demons were infected, and the two tribes foolishly thought that it was a gift from the gods. But after a few years of infection, they would all die suddenly."

Ye Wuchen: "Have you seen the process of their attack?"

"Well, I have been to the world a few years later."

Ye Wuchen: "How to get there?"

The Immortal Emperor smiled: "Let's go if your strength allows."

Ye Wuchen always felt that he was despising himself, and heard him say: "The cause of the infection is unknown, and mortals are fine, but as long as the gods and demons infected with the poison pattern get close, they will be infected and die quickly. "

Ye Wuchen: "So you use this method to keep mortals?"

The Immortal Emperor shook his head: "I'm not that selfless, I just want to find you, my lover."

Ye Wuchen directly skipped this topic, not daring to reply directly, for fear of being seen through the disguise, suddenly, he thought of a question - what is the current Immortal Emperor?Man or God or Demon...

The Immortal Emperor walked out of the dilapidated house, looked at the sky, turned around and said, "I don't have much time left, can you stay with me?"

He has a gentle face and a clean smile. If he hadn't seen him tearing up the demons with his own hands, Ye Wuchen might have agreed.Anyway, the reason has been found out, he was about to shake his head, but he heard the Emperor Xian said something with a smirk.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."