villain love rule

In the Demon Realm, sparks floated in the air, the smell of blood rushed to the face, the pool of blood surged up and down, and low-level monsters fled in all directions.

Fan Shengyi couldn't believe it, now he felt like he was in a slaughterhouse.How did it become like this?

Isn't the winner of this battle the Demon Race?Could it be that I was wrong.He quickened his pace and came outside the magic hall.

I saw a group of monsters surrounded by the gate wall of the temple. They crowded each other and piled up into a meat ladder.

What is this doing?Fan Sheng carefully watched their behavior with half-closed eyes.

The monster standing on a high place raised its head, chewing the dark soft food in its mouth, was pushed away by the monsters around it, fell from the height, and hit the bottom few monsters.

Taking advantage of the commotion, Fan Shengyi finally saw what they were chasing.His eyes were filled with mist, and he rushed out from behind the broken rock he was avoiding.

Nuwashi turned into a snake shadow, and fanned away all the monsters with its huge snake tail. Fansheng jumped up and floated in the air.

It was a broken corpse that had been eaten. Yu Jiuchao looked straight ahead with an angry expression on his face, as if he had experienced injustice before his death.As soon as Fansheng untied the rope that bound Yu Jiuchao's hands, he carried him away from this place.

After finding a relatively safe place, Fan Shengyi took a deep breath and put Yu Jiuchao's body on the ground steadily: "It's too cruel."

All that was left of his lower body was the broken cloth. If Fan Sheng hadn't let him down in time, he would have been bitten to death by those beasts.

Who is it, the means are so terrifying!

Fan Sheng stretched out his hand to cover Yu Jiuchao's eyelids, and helped him close his eyes.Looking at Yu Jiuchao covered in blood, Fan Shengyi was in a state of confusion.

What happened, isn't Yu Jiuchao the god of war in the demon world?

How could it end up like this!If he suffered such torture, what about the fourth princess... Yaoming...

Fan Sheng looked around and saw that there was no suitable place to bury him. He had no choice but to tear off his coat, twist it into a strip of cloth, and carried Yu Jiuchao behind his back. He could only lead him to find a good place.

Yaoming, where are you?Fan Sheng wiped his sweat.Continue to look for Yaoming's whereabouts with hope.

Why are Yaoming and I always separated, why do we always look for him.Fan Sheng took a deep breath and shook out the distracting thoughts forcefully.

He knew that the demon world was full of resentment, and any carelessness would affect his mind.

However, the Demon Realm is so vast, if you search for it by yourself, you probably won't get any news.

He sat down, put Yu Jiuchao down, and took out a piece of yellowed paper from the sleeve on his chest.

With flying fingers, he quickly folded a paper crane, tapped its head, and pointed towards the Demon Palace: "Go."

The paper crane flapped its wings and flew towards the Demon Palace.

Looking at Yu Jiuchao's body, Fansheng showed compassion in his eyes: "Let me try." After finishing speaking, he formed a mudra with his hands and recited the scriptures for salvation in his mouth. .Like the incense offered in the temple, it surrounded the Nine Dynasties from all directions.

After a while, Yu Jiuchao's body gradually became transparent.A black core kept rising from his chest, and the Buddha Qi flew towards it as if they had found their target, and spun at high speed to suck out all the black energy in the core.

After the purification was completed, Yu Jiuchao's body was almost transparent.

"Thank you."

Fan Sheng stopped and looked up.

Yu Jiuchao gave him the most noble courtesy in the demon world, his almost transparent body rose above Fan Shengyi's head, and slowly floated towards the sky.

Fansheng pursed his lips and sighed: "Do you still have a wish?" He knew that Yu Jiuchao still had a lot to say, so he did not leave for a long time.

"If there is a chance, I hope I can cross Hua Qing'er..." Yu Jiuchao said, "In this life, I have too many grievances, and I will only be husband and wife in the next life."

"Could it be that the fourth princess..." Fan Shengyi looked at him in disbelief, "Who did it!" At this moment, his heart was filled with endless depression.

Yu Jiuchao took a deep breath and said, "The third prince and the second prince."

Fan Shengyi's temples twitched violently, the siblings could do this.

Yu Jiuchao explained: "Although we have defeated the Buddha clan, the Mozun has reached the point of crossbow. The second prince and the third prince even joined forces to kill the king and started a fight internally. Qing'er and I led the troops to resist, but we were still defeated." If I lost, I let Qing'er run away..." He sighed, paused and continued, "The fifth prince got the news from somewhere, but when he rushed back, he fell into the trap of the third prince and the others. Qing'er knew that he was the only one To restore the hope of the demons, they sacrificed their lives to save them.

But... the third prince holds the Moyuan of the Mozun, how could Qing'er defeat him.They took Qing'er's body and the fifth prince away. "

Fan Sheng's eyes suddenly turned black, and he put his hands on the ground in time, almost falling down.

Yu Jiuchao really wanted to help him, but in his current situation, he couldn't do it at all, so he had to say: "I don't have much time, I just hope you can rescue the fifth prince quickly, if you can, please find Qing'er... Corpse."

Yu Jiuchao felt that his voice was getting softer and softer. He glanced at his physical body, and it was almost gone.

Fan Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded: "I promise you."

"Thank you..." Yu Jiuchao reminded, "Only a demon possessing the purest demon essence can become a demon king to rule the demon world. Fanshengyi, I wish you and the fifth prince success."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Jiuchao closed his eyes, and his body and soul finally turned into light powder and rose into the sky.

A tear fell from the corner of Fan Shengyi's eye, and he quickly got up and rushed towards the Demon Palace.

in prison...

The clothes on Yaoming's body had already been torn to pieces by sharp weapons, his hands were handcuffed on both sides, and iron balls were hanging on his ankles.His body was full of wounds, and he was in a terrible state.

But his eyes were still staring straight at the prison door, and he clenched his back molars and made a bloodthirsty sound.When he goes out, he will definitely eat Yaojue's flesh and drink Yaojue's blood.

At this moment, a platinum-gold object protruded from the gap in the prison door.

Yaoming roared frantically: "Yaojue!"

The entire cell was trembling from the angry roar, and the platinum-gold object finally squeezed in while taking advantage of the shaking.

Seeing the whole picture of that thing, Yaoming couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The paper crane circled around his body a few times, and finally stopped in front of the biggest wound on his leg, gently kissing it with its paper beak.

Yaoming frowned and said, "Did he ask you to come here?"

The paper crane flew in front of Yaoming and quickly flapped its wings twice, as if it understood what he said.

Yaoming said: "It's too dangerous, tell him to go back and wait for me."

Zhihe didn't respond this time, and lowered down to the wound again, kissing repeatedly.

The Zhiyan Knife is not by his side at all, and Yaojue's current strength is extraordinary.Yaoming closed his eyes, panting in despair.

When I was first brought from the human race, in this demon world full of indifference and fighting, the demons here wanted to eat themselves or use themselves every day.The only one who has never bullied him is Yaoqing.

He thought of Yaoqing's expectations for himself before he died, and the courage and determination to protect himself with all his might.

Yaoming clenched his fists tightly and let out another roar that shook the sky.

The magic soldiers guarding the door finally responded, cursing outside, and there was the sound of burning.

When the paper crane heard the sound, it was frightened and quickly hid behind Yaoming's ear. With its two wings grabbing Yaoming's neck, it could even feel its slight trembling.

"What are you calling for?" The demon soldier opened the cell door, holding a hot iron in his hand, "I still owe a beating!"

Yaoming stared at him coldly, the muscles on his arms swelled, and the iron chain rattled.

The demon soldier took a half step back in fear, stopped at the spot and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly picked up a stone and threw it at Yaoming.

Yaoming's forehead was hit, and the demon soldier saw that he still couldn't struggle, so he was relieved and stepped forward again: "You are here..."

bang-

The soldering iron hit the ground, the magic soldier stared wide-eyed, lowered his head slowly, looked at the extra hand on his chest, and died before looking back to see who killed him.

As soon as Fan Sheng pulled out his hand, he threw the blood onto the wall.

When the paper crane saw its master coming, it immediately flew to Fan Shengyi's side.

The Nuwa stone drilled out from behind Fanshengyi, and immediately turned into two big snakes and bit off the shackles on Yaoming's body.

The limbs that had been bound for a long time became numb, and Yaoming was about to fall down on his head. Fansheng immediately ran to his side, supported him by his side, and put Yaoming's arm on his shoulder.

"Let's go." As soon as Fan Sheng held back his sadness, there was no good land wherever his fingertips passed.

A red light flashed in Yaoming's eyes, and he couldn't help panting, "Where did you go?"

As soon as Fan Sheng helped him go out, he said, "I will explain it to you when it is safe."

The two walked to the door, Yaoming's legs regained feeling, he stood on the ground, and pushed Fanshengyi away with his backhand: "Get out, this is not your place, go back to the Buddhist clan."

As soon as Fansheng took a few steps back, he was shocked by Yaoming's words, he didn't notice that there was the soldering iron at his feet, and he was burned to his ankle immediately.Just touched the surface, but it also became red and swollen.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, he just looked at Yaoming blankly: "What's wrong, I didn't leave on purpose. At that time..."

Yaoming glanced at the ground, and then interrupted resentfully: "Enough! You can leave if you want! I also have my own affairs!" After finishing speaking, he walked out of the prison.

Once Fansheng regained his composure, he knew that he was going to avenge Yaoqing, so he hurried out and hugged Yaoming's waist: "Listen to my explanation, Yaoming! Let's go first!"

Yaoming opened Fanshengyi's fingers one by one, and said in a cold tone, "I finally understand that the Buddha and the devil are at odds with each other. Your life-saving grace today will be repaid by the five princes of the devil world in the future." After finishing speaking, he Breaking free from Fan Shengyi's arms, he turned into a wisp of black mist and ran towards the palace.

"Yaoming!" Fansheng shouted, seeing his back without thinking, he hastily chased after him.

Yaoming ran all the way, he didn't know what happened, the resentment and anger in his heart kept rushing to his head, obviously he hated his own incompetence, why did it all vent on Fan Shengyi.

When he repented, he had already arrived outside the main hall. As soon as the demon soldiers guarding the door saw Yaoming's figure, they immediately assumed an attacking posture, shouted, and ran towards him.

Yaoming didn't even look at it, he raised his hand and dropped his hand, and the demon soldiers in front of him flew tens of meters away.

He walked into the hall and said angrily, "Yaojue! Get out!"