Lord is the devil

The setting sun smiled lightly and remained silent.

The sky gradually darkened, Bai Lianhua glanced at the sky, and suddenly sighed, "It's getting dark."

He lowered his head slowly, fell asleep, and raised his head after a while, but his expression was different.

Especially when he saw the maid who was still massaging his shoulder, he immediately looked disgusted, "Who told you to touch mine, it's so dirty, go away."

He glared viciously at the maids serving beside him, and the two maids were so scared that they looked at the setting sun in bewilderment.

The setting sun knows that the white lotus is actually two people, one likes the day and the other likes the night, this should be the black lotus, but the two people have such a big difference in personality, it is a miracle that no one has discovered it for so many years.

He waved his hand, and the two maids quickly retreated after receiving the order.

This episode was not very noticeable, and the setting sun was not too entangled. He stretched out his hand to serve the wine on the table, but before he touched it, he suddenly noticed the water in the wine glass swaying slightly, and he spread his palm , the five fingers are slender, white and beautiful, gently placed on the table, the table is also shaking, first in a small range, then in a large arc, and finally the whole arm is shaking.

The water splashed in all directions, the trees fell, the houses shook, and the ground shook.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

Everyone who was still soaking in the pool just now put on their clothes and ran out of the pool, and the setting sun also stood up.

"It's in the direction of the Demon Ridge. Could it be that the Demon Sword has changed?" He wondered, "Would you like to go and have a look with me?"

The Treasure Artifact Sect was the closest to the Demon Ridge, and it was also the most affected. At this time, many people ran out to find out what happened.

Tens of thousands of people were stationed near the Magic Ridge, no matter how far or near, they couldn't bear the loneliness at this time and flew out one after another.

"Go, go out and have a look." Hei Lianhua was wearing white lotus's clothes, and his face straightened, and no one could see that the inner core had been changed.

Setting Yang nodded, and headed to the Demon Ridge with the others. It happened that an elder from the Treasure Artifact Sect also flew out and let out the treasure boat he carried with him. Heavy.

But he always looked suspiciously at the setting sun, and he simply kept his eyes on the setting sun, and when he really couldn't avoid it, he just smiled lightly.

The elder was overwhelmed by his courage, he couldn't help but straighten his face, and he didn't care about who was so important.

The Demon Ridge is not far from here, and someone has already arrived there first, but no matter how high their cultivation level is or how far their knowledge is, they all gasp at this moment, even people like the setting sun who have seen the world can't help but sigh, The scene was too bloody.

Because of the Devil Sword, experts gathered around the Treasure Artifact Sect. These experts have their own abilities, and they all began to analyze the current situation.

"The weapon to kill them is the magic sword. This person is the master of the magic sword. He is only a hundred years old and his cultivation level is no more than Yuanying. Find out if there are any survivors." A disciple of Qiankunzong analyzed with a compass in his hand. There were a few arrows, he touched them left and right, and analyzed a lot of things, "Look at the wounds, these people were killed with one move, there were no other wounds except the wound on the neck, but this man's golden core but disappeared.

It seems that the magic sword can not only kill people, but also absorb some energy. It would be bad if it becomes stronger after absorbing energy. "

"At that time, we will not be opponents."

"The evil spirit on the magic sword is too strong. The reincarnated master must be controlled. If he does the same evil in other places, I'm afraid..."

"Look, it's a Nascent Soul corpse."

"Hiss, it's so terrifying. It's Daoist Changqing. Daoist Changqing has been a Nascent Soul for a long time, and he was just one step away from becoming a god. He died in this kind of place."

Because of the magic sword, the Demon Ridge was originally extremely gloomy, but now the appearance of this hell on earth scared many women to tears.

There were even quite a few people who recognized their acquaintances and burst into tears immediately.

"My son, who is it, I will definitely avenge you!"

"Lang Jun, you died a terrible death."

"Mother, I told you not to come, but you didn't listen."

There were crying and howling everywhere, some people's bones were divided into several pieces, and some people's bones were even turned into blood.

A bone in five steps, a corpse in ten steps, puddles of blood everywhere, the setting sun walked all the way, and the soles of his shoes were wet.

"It's too miserable." Even he was a little disgusted to see the stumps and internal organs scattered on the ground. "Who is the Lord of the Demon Sword?"

"Huh?" He suddenly saw the familiar jade pendant, lying quietly on the ground, half hanging on the grass, half falling into the puddle of blood.

He picked it up and wiped it, the jade pendant was round and smooth, obviously its owner cherished it very much, this jade pendant was given to Liu Wanjun by him, somehow it fell here.

"Could it be that Liu Wanjun has already been killed?" As soon as this thought came out, Setting Yang immediately shook his head, "Liu Wanjun is a man of great luck, and I couldn't kill him even with all my efforts, let alone being killed."

But the other party is the Lord of the Demon Sword. The Demon Sword is an ancient fairy weapon, and it has a lot of luck in itself. It must be obtained by someone with great luck. If the Lord of the Demon Sword has stronger luck than Liu Wanjun, it is very likely that Liu Wanjun will be killed. .

The setting sun put away the jade pendant and walked back quickly. He wanted to go back and see if Liu Wanjun was there. As for the dead here, someone would count them out at that time, and then he would know whether there was Liu Wanjun among them.

He was walking in a hurry, and suddenly bumped into a person, who was dressed in a black robe, wrapped from head to toe, and hurried past.

There are many people who dress like this in the cultivation world, but at this time they are very suspicious.

"Hey, let me pick up a jade pendant, is it yours?" Setting Yang suddenly called the man, a jade pendant was hanging in his hand, the ears of wheat were already dirty, and the red thread got into the gap of the jade pendant, it was originally a warm white jade, but now But there is a little more strange beauty.

The man had already walked a long way, but he stopped after hearing what he said.

"It's mine, give it to me." The black-robed man stretched out his bony hand, and when he moved, the sword on his waist was immediately exposed.

Magic sword!

Setting Yang remained calm and threw the jade pendant over. He purposely used a little less force. The jade pendant fell and fell to the feet of the man in black. After a few breaths, suddenly, he threw the jade pendant to the setting sun again, "This is not the jade pendant I was looking for."

His voice was deliberately lowered, obviously he didn't want the setting sun to guess who it was, and after saying this, he turned around and strode away.The figure quickly melted into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

As soon as he left, Pu Lao suddenly said, "Master, let him go like this?"

Setting Yang shook his head, "He holds a magic sword in his hand. I was no match before the Nascent Soul Stage, and..." Setting Yang pondered for a while and continued, "Just now the jade pendant fell on the ground, but he didn't use his true energy to absorb it, but he bent down to pick it up himself. It means that he doesn't want me to see his way, this person is an acquaintance, we will meet again, let's go!"

And this person also obviously lost a similar jade pendant, the two of them collided just now, the first was that the setting sun was walking in a hurry, the second was that he was walking even faster, the setting sun saw a glint of light in a blink of an eye, so he doubted his identity , took the jade pendant casually to test it, but didn't expect him to lose the jade pendant, is this really a coincidence?

Setting Yang didn't believe it, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Liu Wanjun for a while, let's go and see him."

The setting sun directly drove Xiao Nuo to the formation, and he arrived at the place in a few strokes.Normally, he would not use the small nooting formation because it was a waste of real energy, but now he moved it from the magic mountain to the treasure weapon sect.

He ignored everyone along the way, and went directly to Liu Wanjun's residence. When he came to the door, Setting Yang knocked politely.

"Are you there?"

There was no answer when I knocked the first time, but Liu Wanjun's voice sounded only after the second time, as if he had just woken up, "En? What's wrong, master?"

Setting Yang didn't answer, "Is it convenient for me to go in?"

"Naturally, it's convenient. Master, please come in." Liu Wanjun seemed to wake up suddenly, and his voice became much clearer.

Setting Yang opened the door and came in. The first time he saw Liu Wanjun lying on the bed, covered tightly by the quilt, only his head was exposed.

"What's the matter, are you sick?" Setting Yang poured a glass of water for Liu Wanjun when he passed by the table, and he also sat by the bed.

Liu Wanjun took it carefully, "I'm not sick, but I was frightened. The battle of the magic sword was too powerful. Many corpses fell from the sky and lay dead everywhere. This is the first time I saw such a scene. I couldn't stand it so I came back early." , By the way, has the Lord of the Demon Sword appeared?"

Setting Yang nodded calmly, "The Lord of the Demon Sword has not only appeared, but also killed all the people guarding around the Demon Ridge. I have met him once, and he seems to have lost something." The jade pendant he gave to Liu Wanjun, "I found this in Moling, and I will return it to you. Be careful next time, don't lose it."

Liu Wanjun took it carefully, "I see." He made a big movement, and a smear of black suddenly emerged from the quilt.

The setting sun saw it, but remained calm. He looked away, turned his head to look outside the house, "It's getting late, I'll go back first, and you should rest early."

Liu Wanjun nodded, and when he walked out of the door, he suddenly stopped him, "Master, what kind of person do you like?"

Afraid that his master might not understand, he explained again, "Is it a good person or a bad person?"

"Me?" The setting sun pondered for a moment and said, "I like heroes more than good people. A hero can become a high-level man, but a good man can't. A good man can only be a life-saving hero, because a good man will be threatened by a bad man, but a hero can make great things happen." Those who don’t stick to trifles.”

Liu Wanjun seemed to think it made sense, he muttered to himself, and when he looked up again, the setting sun was gone.

The days went on like this, because of the indiscriminate killing of innocent people by the Demon Sword Lord, many righteous people came to investigate, and even set up a demon slaughter conference to crusade against the Demon Sword Lord.

They invited experts to restore the situation at that time, but they were suddenly killed silently as soon as they had any clues.

The same is true for latecomers, as long as they find the slightest clue, they will surely die a tragic end. This master of the magic sword is ruthless, cold-blooded and merciless. No matter if it is a man, a woman, or a child, he will kill without mercy.

Although his deeds were devoid of conscience, there were still many people who dared to be angry and dared not speak out. They didn't even dare to discuss it on weekdays, for fear of causing death. The voice of this matter gradually faded away.

It was a night, and Liu Wanjun still appeared every night in the appearance of the Yin-Yang Sage, his temperament changed greatly, his chest was always wide open, although he lacked a pair of bewitching eyes, but his smile did not change, still charming Merry.

He snuck into the setting sun's room every night and drank wine to the moon, but this guy was a bit talented, and made the maid who was eavesdropping outside the house cover her mouth and giggle.

"The moon is beautiful, and people are good." On this day, he sat by the window as usual, looking at the moon above his head and sighing.

Maybe because he drank too much, he also started to talk more.

"The sage Yin Yang said, you said that you have nothing to love in life, but I want you to have a commemorative idea, even if you die, you have to love me before you die."

"Magic Sword Wucai said, I don't want friends, I don't want relatives, I just want you."

"Human Liu Wanjun said, I don't want to be me, I want to be the me you imagined. If you say you like heroes, then I will be heroes."

He turned around, only to see the setting sun leaning on the reclining chair, propping his head up with one hand, and hanging the other casually behind his back.

Liu Wanjun got down from the window and walked carefully in front of the setting sun. The reclining chair was very short, so he lowered his body to observe the setting sun up close.

"It's...beautiful..." He held the left side of the chair with one hand, and the right side with the other, trapping the setting sun in the middle, and lowered his body involuntarily, he wanted to kiss the setting sun.

Setting Yang's hand, which was casually placed behind his back, suddenly moved. It was cautious and gathered enormous energy, only waiting for Liu Wanjun to make any abnormal movements before killing him.

But it didn't. He waited for a long time but didn't wait for Liu Wanjun to move. Suddenly, a scalding liquid fell down, just right between his eyebrows.

"Master, have you seen the play?" Liu Wanjun's voice sounded, "Shall I take you to the play?"

Liu Wanjun's tears were like beads with broken strings, each one was extremely hot.

Setting Sun didn't speak.

Hello, the full moon, after an hour, the two came to the world. It was a theater, and there were very few people in the theater, because there was only one person who sang the opera from the beginning to the end.

Setting Yang didn't understand, "You brought me here just to watch this."

Liu Wanjun looked at the stage intently, and tapped his fingers lightly following the rhythm.

That actor is not good-looking, nor is he good at singing, he is old, no amount of rouge can hide the wrinkles between his brows, his voice is not like that of a young man, and his magnetism is pleasant, but he is focused and serious The acting, the lines are catchy.

The scene was very short, and he finished singing quickly. After the curtain call, he went backstage. As soon as he left, a man who looked like a son-in-law also walked over in the audience.Liu Wanjun pulled the setting sun and followed in.

The two of them did not show up, but used their magical powers to hide. Although they were standing in the corner, they had a good perspective, and everything inside was impressive.

The actor slowly removed the ornament on his head, his fingers were nimble and skillful, Brother Gongzi walked up to him, and stuffed the small peach blossom fan into the jade belt, "Let me help you!"

"Go away, I don't want your help." The actor didn't show any face.

Brother Young Master's smile froze for a moment, then he laughed again, "Then I'll help you change your clothes."

He put his hand on the actor's shoulder, and was about to make a move, when the actor suddenly became furious, and slammed the table. The bottles and cans on the table, the rouge and gouache vibrated, "Xinghua, please go out. I don't need your help."

Brother Young Master froze, "I just want to help you, if you don't want to..."

boom!The actor suddenly punched him in the face, and the impact caused the son's head to fall back. He maintained this movement, and the nosebleed slowly flowed down.

Brother Gongzi didn't care, he seemed to be used to the actor's temper, there was warm liquid flowing from his nose, he just wiped it off casually, ignoring the red stain on his fingers, "Arong, even if you hate me, I will I still love you, you are tired today, I will go back first, we will talk another day."

Brother Young Master left, leaving the actor sitting alone at the dressing table staring blankly at himself in the mirror.

The setting sun didn't watch any more, the two of them walked out of the theater, Liu Wanjun stood under the moonlight and said, "This play is called "Single Man Show". other people.

Xinghua has always wanted to get involved in his plays, but no matter how good he is at doing and how hard he studies, he still can't get into a play called "One Man Show".

He put on the opera robe, put on the makeup, and learned the operas that the danjiao would sing. From walking, he gradually adapted to everything, disguised himself as the danjiao that Ah Rong liked, but he still couldn't integrate into the solo opera. "

Setting Yang looked up at him, "Why did you tell me this?"

Liu Wanjun looked back, his eyes met, he didn't see what he needed in the setting sun's eyes, he suddenly looked away in frustration, "I thought you understood, I was wrong."

He put his arms around his shoulders, "It's cold, let's go back!"

No matter how cold the weather is, it doesn't matter to monks, they have real energy and great powers, but Liu Wanjun said it was cold.

The setting sun was silent.

They went back, and he also forgot this little clip in the corner.

The next day, another group of people were killed because they found a few clues. Although there were few clues, the Demon Sword Lord still did not let them go.

At night, Liu Wanjun stood in front of the basin, rubbing his hands desperately, the palms and backs of his hands were flushed red from his rubbing, "Why can't I wash it off, why? There's still so much... blood?"

He stretched out his hand, which was a pair of well-articulated hands, slender and strong, clean and free of blood.

"Blood, it's blood again, why is there so much?" He quickly put his hand into the water again, and washed it back and forth several times before taking it out.

His hands were clean and spotless. He had washed them hundreds of times, changed the water hundreds of times, and finally leaned against the sink so tired.

The water in the basin was very clear, he had just changed it, and he buried his face in it, the cold water made him wake up a lot.

He liked this feeling, so he didn't back out until he couldn't hold it anymore. The water on his head fell into the water with a splash, creating small circles of water.

His face can be seen at a glance in the clear water, it is quiet and peaceful, but the drops of water smashed his face out of shape, especially the corners of his mouth, stretched and twisted, like a grin , laughed at him as a bad guy, "I obviously didn't laugh."

boom!The whole basin and the water in it were pushed down violently by him, and a piece of it was scattered on the ground. The wooden basin rolled to one side, and Liu Wanjun's knees softened and he knelt down.

"I'm not a bad person, I'm a good person." He spoke to the puddles accumulated on the ground, and there was a person inside, who had a different concept from his, and he sneered, "You are a bad person, and everything you do is Because you are bad."

"I'm not, I'm not a bad person." Liu Wanjun slammed his palm on the ground, and the water droplets on the ground were shaken up by him, and fell again.

"I'm not a bad person, I'm a good person." He covered his face and began to cry bitterly. After a while, he stopped crying suddenly and looked at the palm of his hand in a daze. To be a hero of the people, if I want to be a hero, I have to make great achievements regardless of small details, since those who achieve great things do not care about small details, so what if a few people die?"

"Their deaths are valuable, they fulfilled me." He stood up slowly, no longer sad, but chuckled lightly, his arms opened wide, and the wide sleeves hung down naturally, "I am becoming The heroic characters, they died because of me, and they will have a bright face in the future, why should I be sad for them, they are not worthy of my sorrow at all. Hahahaha~"

He laughed out loud, with a weird face and an abnormal expression.

Time flew by, and the next morning, perhaps because he had untied the knot in his heart, Liu Wanjun was in a particularly good mood. He went out for a walk, but he didn't hear of anyone else who had the evidence, so he went back to the treasure house alone. The forest of Qizong.

Usually at this time, there must be many small animals looking for him to heal their injuries, and he is also kind-hearted, basically treating all of them.

This time he came was no exception, there were still many small animals waiting there, but it was different from usual. These animals were trembling, as if they were too scared to leave or retreat after seeing the devil.

Liu Wanjun comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He lightly stroked a bird's feathers, usually this trick works the most, the bird will be comforted by him, no longer tense, and relax the body, but today it became more and more serious, not only did not get comfort, but trembled even more , hardly dared to move.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am here, I will heal your wounds, and then you can return to nature."

The little bird shrank pitifully, shaking even more violently.

"What's wrong?" Liu Wanjun healed the wound and put it in the palm of his hand, "Fly!"

The little bird's legs were so frightened that it couldn't fly.

Animals have always been more spiritual than humans. Animals can sense things that humans cannot feel. This group of animals obviously sensed that Liu Wanjun's breath is different. It is an ability that can control their life and death. They naturally Frightened legs and feet go weak.

"Hey, fly, go find your companion." Liu Wanjun opened his palms and lifted the bird high, "Fly!"

The bird was still trembling, not moving a bit.

"You fly, why don't you fly, I'll let you fly!" Liu Wanjun's patience was exhausted, he pressed his fingers hard, and the pinched bird squeaked, "Trash."

The poor bird was thrown out by him, and after a scream, it remained silent.

The hostility between Liu Wanjun's brows appeared. Wherever he looked, there was silence. Many animals huddled together, trembling.

"Get out." He pressed his throbbing temples, forcing himself to calm down.

The group of animals may have understood what he said, and they dispersed in a humane way.

Liu Wanjun patted his face and smiled wryly, "They are small animals that need to be taken care of. Why should I get mad at them?"

He moved to the residence of the inner disciples of the Treasure Equipment Sect, and his residence was also there. As long as the Treasure Equipment Sect was in the Foundation Establishment period, he could become an inner disciple and receive a hundred spirit stones every month.

Liu Wanjun died a year ago, and he just received a hundred spirit stones. Although these hundred spirit stones are nothing to him now, it is better to have than nothing.

He walked slowly and slowly, and he could hear other people's discussions clearly along the way.

"This is Liu Wanjun? I heard that he was lucky enough to get a jade goldfish."

"It's not good for the head teacher to let him hand it in, but this guy didn't realize it, so he took it for himself."

"How about we grab it?"

"good idea."

In the corner, several people were discussing how to snatch Jade Goldfish away and beat him up by the way.

Liu Wanjun knew them, he was in the same group as Liang You, and always bullied them poor children.

He walked past several people, looking at them intentionally or unintentionally.

"What are you looking at, are you blind?"

"Let's go, the brothers have something to do with you, let's talk over there." The other person pointed to the corner, there was a small alley, the location was hidden, ordinary people would not notice it.

Liu Wanjun nodded, "It's a nice place, let's go, I happen to have something to ask you guys too."