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Deep water is a very scary place.

When Mo Beichen was young, he once heard some frightening rumors from boatmen on the seashore. The rumors said that there are sea monsters that are harmful to people in the sea. These sea monsters are extremely ugly in appearance, but have very moving voices. A man out fishing.

These men will look around when they hear the pleasant singing, and when their heads stick out of the fishing boat, the siren will stretch out its sharp claws and drag them down into the deep sea.

Everyone thought it was a horrifying story, but only Mo Beichen seemed to find it very sad.

Mo Beichen felt that those sea monsters were really sad. He thought it might be that the deep sea was too lonely and boring, so the sea monsters couldn't help but go out to catch people.

Wouldn't it be sad to be so lonely that I would rather drag a cold corpse into the sea to be with me?

Yes, loneliness is really scary.

This is how Mo Beichen feels in his heart now. He can't see the end of the flood in this flood of psychic fluid.

As if to prevent his will from being distracted, he couldn't help shaking the hand he was holding beside him.

There was no sound in the spirit liquid, and his vision was all white. If he could not feel the touch of the people around him, Mo Beichen would not even be sure whether he was still alive.

He pursed his lips, he really wanted to talk now, just say something, in order to drive away the fear of being alone and unknown.

Unfortunately, he didn't even dare to open his mouth.

He could only keep going upstream.

Here, the time has somehow become longer, not long after, Mo Beichen even had the illusion that he had been swimming here for a year.

However, the unobstructed breath in his mouth told him that the time hadn't even passed a stick of incense.

The more comfortable the environment is, the easier it is to magnify your fatigue.

If it weren't for Mo Beichen's belief in taking Wan Tiancheng out, he might have given up.

Feeling a little behind in leading the man, Mo Beichen stopped and pulled the man's body up, but he didn't swim for long before the man sank again.

Wan Tiancheng will not—

Mo Beichen's pupils shrank, and he simply pulled the man's arm across his neck, while holding the man's waist firmly with the other hand.

Because of the change in body position, the faces of the two were very close.

Mo Beichen felt relieved when he saw some bubbles popping out of the other party's mouth.

Fortunately, Wan Tiancheng is alive.

As if he had gained some motivation again, Mo Beichen began to pull people upstream again.

Dragging the weight of another grown man is no small burden, and as time goes by, the effect of this water barrier is getting smaller and smaller.

Without enough breath, Mo Beichen's legs gradually lost strength, and he even wondered if the two of them were still moving forward.

Everything was going to the bad side, but Mo Beichen's legs were still slipping vigorously, and his hands were still tightly clutching the man beside him.

Mo Beichen's mind became a little delirious due to lack of breath, his mind was in a mess, and while he was swimming indiscriminately, he turned around and looked at the faces of the people next to him, thinking wildly.

Ever since he came to the third level of the battle of the hundred demons, he had thought about countless endings between himself and this man.

Among them, [-]% ended with his own death, and the remaining [-]% ​​ended with his own luck and desperate counter-killing.

In all these speculations, he never thought that such a situation would appear.

They actually supported each other all the way to the present as agreed.

This is really unbelievable. You must know that Mo Beichen's original intention of proposing cooperation was just to delay the attack.

His initial plan was to play tricks during the customs clearance process.

But he never expected that before he could make a move, the other party had already made him bruised and pitiful.

The opponent did not follow the routine at all, not only did not show any malice towards him, but also rescued him many times.

On the contrary, it was himself who somehow stabbed someone else, repaying his kindness with revenge, which is really shameless.

Thinking about it this way, I owe a lot to this person around me.

Feeling that the other party's breathing was getting weaker, Mo Beichen simply stopped and stopped going upstream.

He turned his head, and behind him saw a bright red in the white water, which was soft and soft like a silky ribbon in the water.

And the source of this silky ribbon is the belly of the person around him.

Damn it.

Mo Beichen couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt in his heart, cursing inwardly that he was really not a thing.

He hugged the weak man into his arms, not because he had any inappropriate thoughts about Wan Tiancheng, he just didn't want to die alone in such a ghostly place.

At this time, even the dead body of a sow, he would want to hug her tightly.

The man's complexion was very bad, and Mo Beichen's own complexion was not much better, because the water barrier had no effect.

The spirit liquid pool that originally felt comfortable became oppressive and suffocating.

Mo Beichen looked up at the endless white, and had to accept his fate, they were destined not to swim out.

At this time, the other party squeezed his hand, as if asking him why he stopped swimming.

He turned his face, just in time to meet Wan Tiancheng's habitual cold gaze.

Mo Beichen curled his lips and revealed a bitter smile. He spat out the water-proof beads in his mouth, and his lips moved slightly.

"I'm sorry, Wan Tiancheng, I couldn't take you out alive."

He clearly promised others.

Mo Beichen's expression was really forced to smile, which made his expression very distorted.

Obviously the oppression of the environment made him suffocate, obviously the guilt towards Wan Tiancheng drove him crazy, and obviously the fear of the imminent death made him panic.

He still hooked the corner of his mouth reluctantly.

"Can get out alive."

Mo Beichen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wan Tiancheng's lips to move towards him.

"I can't take it anymore."

After finishing speaking, Mo Beichen thought the other party didn't understand and pointed to his neck, which meant that he couldn't breathe anymore.

"Can live."

Then the dying man seemed to be a different person, pulling Mo Beichen up and leading him up quickly.

How could he still have strength?Has he still retained his strength?

Mo Beichen's eyes were a little dazed, he could only numbly be dragged forward by the people around him.

Before he knew it, Mo Beichen discovered that the water around them was no longer pure white, but mixed with blood.

They actually got rid of those white and scary ectoplasms!

The blood-colored pool was not as calm as the spiritual fluid pool, and it even seemed like a force was pushing them.

If, if you can hold on for a while, maybe there is a real chance.

However, he really couldn't hold it anymore.

Mo Beichen decided to do the greatest thing in his life.

He gently tugged on the other person's arm, and then, as if he had a tacit understanding, the man in front also stopped moving.

Mo Beichen really couldn't stand it any longer, he didn't even have the energy to lip-speak.

He could only shake his head, indicating to the other party that he really couldn't hold on anymore.

He gently shook the hands tied together by the two of them.

As if he understood Mo Beichen's gesture, Wan Tiancheng stopped, stretched out a hand and pulled a few times before completely tearing the cloth strip between the two of them.

Mo Beichen broke free from the other party's hand with all his strength, and all he can do now is not to drag the other party down.

At this moment, he felt that he was very much like the hero in the play who stabbed his brother in both sides.

His mind was gradually immersed in darkness. Mo Beichen thought he would think a lot before he died, but he found that he was thinking too much.

Death came suddenly, and the time was so short that he had no time to think about it.

Something seemed to touch his cheek.

Then something stuffed into his mouth.

Mo Beichen opened his eyes suddenly, but he only had time to see a looming hand, and the blurred figure was swallowed by the surging blood, leaving nothing.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but he didn't even touch the opponent's fingertips, and his weak body was mercilessly swept away by the torrent of blood.

why?

Why does Wan Tiancheng still have a water-proof bead?

Why is there another one that he doesn't use but left for Mo Beichen?

……

Mo Beichen's mind was swallowed by many questions, and his phoenix eyes stared stupidly, looking more or less stupid.

And almost the next moment he stuffed the water-proof beads in his hand into Mo Beichen, Yi Qingyun was about to leave Wan Tiancheng's body.

But unfortunately he failed.

Wan Tiancheng's body was already in pieces, and the reason why he was able to burst out with such strength in the end was all due to Yi Qingyun himself.

"Master, you can't come out of this body now." Yuan Shu was also floating in the blood, but he was not a real entity, so there was no pain at all, "Your internal organs are full of water now."

Of course Yi Qingyun knew his situation.

This is not surprising, after all, he has almost held his breath for two sticks of incense in the water.

There was no third water-blocking bead at all, only two from the beginning to the end, and Yi Qingyun didn't use his own one at all from the beginning.

He kept it for Mo Beichen.

"Will I die?" Yi Qingyun communicated with Yuan Shu.

"Basically you will die." Yuan Shu's eyes were a bit difficult to understand, "Aren't you sad? Demon Lord Beichen won't even remember your kindness. At most, he will remember this kindness on this dead man named Wan Tiancheng."

"It's good that he is alive." The man's eyes were a little absent-minded, "As long as he is alive, he will meet me."

"But the ending won't change." Yuan Shu said gruffly.

"The next thing I will continue to try to change, is this the truth?"

Yuan Shu didn't expect that at this juncture, his master thought of making a joke instead, and said angrily: "It is also possible that if you die, the existence of Yi Qingyun will disappear directly. Demon Venerable Beichen will have another With a different ending, he might be with someone else."

The man's calm expression really couldn't hold back.

"There is another way." Yuan Shu finally sighed.

"what?"

"Inherit the inheritance of the Demon Lord Hall, and control the corpse of Qingyan Shi Poluan." Yuan Shu paused and said, "Become the Demon Lord."

One day later, in the lake on the mountain behind the Mozun Hall, an invisible human figure was floating on the lake.

He is like a small boat, looking free on the water.

It wasn't until his head hit the shore that he seemed to wake up in an instant, and stretched out his smooth arms and pressed them on the loose and wet ground by the lake.

As soon as the two arms were exerted, the man easily climbed ashore.

He knelt on the ground, his hands trembling slightly on the ground.

The sky gradually darkened, and turbulent demonic energy penetrated into Mo Beichen's body from all directions, and they scrambled to squeeze into this young fertile soil like crazy.

The devilish energy raged wildly in Mo Beichen's meridians, and the pain was comparable to a worm crawling through his blood.

What was even worse was the thunder and lightning that was about to move above his head.

After a year, Mo Beichen was eighteen.

At the same time, the restrictions on him were also lifted, allowing him to cultivate demons unimpeded. The perverted trials in a year and the supreme inheritance of the Demon Venerable Palace caused him to soar to the stage of true demons as soon as he came up. It is equivalent to the Nascent Soul Stage in the realm of comprehension.

The blood thunder was about to move, and when the brewing was completed, a shocking blood thunder struck straight on the white and clean back.

Immediately, Mo Beichen's back was festered, black as gray.

Even the surrounding air is already filled with the smell of burning.

Mo Beichen didn't move, and after a while, wisps of black air slowly climbed up Mo Beichen's body, slowly wrapping the wound on his back.

The hideous wound just now slowly recovered under the healing of the black air.

At this time, the second thunder was ready to go.

Mo Beichen didn't seem to feel it. He simply gave up the kneeling position and lay down on the ground.

Damage, repair, damage, repair...

Can't die anyway.

Just bear the pain.

Mo Beichen's eyes were blood red, probably because he was in too much pain and couldn't control his body, tears still came out of those phoenix eyes.

Tick ​​tock fell to the ground.

Such a terrifying thunder catastrophe appeared so abruptly above the Mozun Hall, which naturally attracted the attention of all the people in the Mozun Hall.

But none of them dared to approach the lakeside of the back mountain.

The trial for the position of Demon Lord is not really over yet, and surviving these thunder tribulations is the real last hurdle.

Neither Qingran nor the four generals can rashly approach the back mountain of the Mozun Palace. This is a rule that has always existed in the Mozun Palace.

All of them were waiting at the entrance and exit of the back mountain, wanting to see the real face of their Demon Lord for the first time.

The thunder tribulation lasted for a whole day, and the colorful lights in the sky symbolized the success of the tribulation and the astonishing aptitude of those who crossed the tribulation.

Everyone waited with bated breath for the Demon Lord to appear.

One day, two days, until the third day—

A familiar young man slowly walked out from the back mountain.

"Beichen!" Qing Ran was a little unbelievable, he really didn't expect that the other party could actually win the battle of the hundred demons.

He walked up to meet him quickly, and it was undeniable that after he saw that Mo Beichen was safe and sound, a certain boulder in his heart was quietly released.

"Congratulations! From now on, Beichen, you are the new master of the Demon Lord Hall." Qing Ran said to the young man with a smile.

At the same time, the four figures behind Qing Ran knelt in front of the young man almost simultaneously.

And it wasn't just the four generals who knelt down, behind them were all the congregants belonging to the Mozun Hall.

"Welcome the return of Supreme Demon Venerable!"

"Welcome the return of Supreme Demon Venerable!"

"Welcome the return of Supreme Demon Venerable!"

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The sound of congratulations one after another was like a wave, shaking the entire Mozun Palace, and everyone couldn't help but frenzy in their eyes, welcoming the youngest new owner of the palace.

They are looking forward to the new glory that this new venerable can bring to the Mozun Palace.

"Beichen?" Qing Ran couldn't help frowning.

The blood-eyed young man with his bare upper body ignored them at all, and walked away as if he couldn't see them.

Without seeing anyone or saying anything, he quietly returned to the room.

This stay is three days.

The author has something to say: Please, the day is finally over, happy!Go to sleep!

By the way, Master Mozun is not in love with Wan Tiancheng!Don't get confused!

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