After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

"Your Majesty, is this all right?" Liu Shiqi kicked Yan Zhenghong who had passed out, a little puzzled, "But why don't you want the Great Elder to wake up? Is it something you are going to do next that he can't see? "

Mo Yinxing nodded: "Otherwise? Is it possible that this deity thought that he was tired and thoughtfully gave him a rest on the spot?"

Liu Shiqi: "...That's unlikely."

After teasing Liu Shiqi, Mo Yinxing checked the surroundings, and made sure that besides him, Liu Shiqi, and Yan Zhenghong, there was no fourth person around, so he slowly released his demon power, and controlled the mahogany tree to transform into a large wooden water storage pot. Filled with Wangchuan water that is as tall as a person.

Feeling almost done, he stopped and asked Liu Shiqi to feed Yan Zhenghong an amnesia pill and throw him back.

"Isn't there any problem with this? If you lose a day's memory for nothing, he will definitely suspect you, right?"

Mo Yinxing looked indifferent: "If he doubts, he doubts. No matter how doubtful he is, it is impossible to force the deity to tell what happened today. If the deity explains to him how to transfer the Wangchuan water at the source ?”

Liu Shiqi understood: "It seems to be the same. You must remember to be careful about that lord later. The subordinates will bring him back and come here."

After sending Liu Shiqi away, Mo Yinxing brought the Wangchuan water from the source back to the entrance of Wenxin Spring, and controlled the magic power to pour the Wangchuan water in the kettle towards the barrier.

Sure enough, the Wangchuan water at the source was purer and more corrosive. The moment the water touched the barrier, it was like a paper was burnt by fire to create a big hole, and it melted away directly, and a hole that could accommodate a grown man appeared. Space.

To be on the safe side, Mo Yinxing didn't go in directly, but took a saber and tried to stretch it inside. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he put away the saber and stepped into the barrier with great strides.

The boundary of Wenxin Spring in the barrier was very different from what he remembered.

Not only has it become empty, even the houses have been submerged by the River of Forgetfulness, and there are places where the River of Forgetfulness flows, as if there have never been any buildings.

He bypassed the boundary of Youwang River and went to the only house that was still inhabitable.

As he walked forward, he wondered in his heart how likely it was that Yan Xiyue would be here.

If Tiandao hastily made a shelter for Ning Rou, and Yan Xiyue happened to be inside at that time, there is a possibility that the bad luck will be trapped in it.

As a demon king, he has a sensor stone in his hand that can sense the breath of all the demons recorded in the book.

After selecting Yan Xiyue for induction, she was found to be in the area of ​​Wenxinquan.

"Is it really so unlucky?"

While muttering, the young man didn't bother with Ning Rou, but concealed his aura and figure, and went to look for Yan Xiyue.

After all, Ning Rou is now protected by the Dao of Heaven, even if he goes to find her first, he may not be able to make any progress, so it is better to deal with the troubles of the First Elder first.

The part of the house that was not corroded by the Wangchuan River should have been an inn before, and it was very spacious.

Mo Yinxing noticed that Yan Xiyue's aura was in the room due to the west, so he stepped in directly, heading all the way to the fourth floor where the aura was the strongest.

The potted plants in the house have not been watered for a long time, and they have become withered and dark yellow.

There was some creaking noise when walking up the old stairs, which was particularly obvious in the silence.

Mo Yinxing stopped in front of the locked carved wooden door, instead of pushing the door directly to enter, he released the mahogany wood first, and quietly probed into the house from the ground, intending to check the situation first.

Seeing this, he was stunned.

There was a person lying on the bed in the room, but it was not so much a person as it was a mummy whose energy had been sucked dry.

Not to mention the wrinkled skin, the figure is also as thin as a skeleton, looking horribly tight.

Logically speaking, if this is the case, most people are gone.

But Mo Yinxing could still clearly perceive that the aura belonging to Yan Xiyue was still alive.

Without any further hesitation, he pushed open the wooden door and entered the house, wanting to see what was going on.

After getting closer and looking at the human body, which was no different from a skull, the young man discovered that not only did Yan Xiyue's skin dry into bark, but so did her eyes.

She has her eyes open, and she can see clearly through the shriveled eyeballs that are like raisins.

Where are the eyes of a living person like this? It looks like they have been dead for a long time.

He pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to touch her skin, wanting to feel if she still had body temperature, but when he touched it, it was like touching a dry leaf. Her flesh split open, and there were large cracks. It seemed that as long as the force was stronger, You can see her skin and flesh smashed into powder.

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This is already dead, can't die anymore, right?
Mo Yinxing stared at the crack in a complicated mood, and then went to re-perceive the aura that belonged to Yan Xiyue.

There is no problem with the display of breath, 100% proves that she is still alive, so the thing in front of him
Puzzled, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

It was a somewhat familiar, but somewhat strange magic stone.

The magic stone of the demon world will change the carving and drawing every time a new demon master takes office.

When it was his turn to be the Mozun, he didn't bother to think about it so much, so he simply used the "$" pattern that he had often seen in modern times.

But on the magic stone on the ground, there is a pattern of sharp claws.

"Could it be that someone made the forged magic stone? But you don't have to be so careless about forgery, right?" Mo Yinxing picked up the magic stone and looked at it carefully.

I found out that the carving pattern of this thing is different only from the appearance. As for other things, it is almost impossible to find any mistakes.

He found it strange, and checked the energy inside. Thinking about this thing, he couldn't imitate it successfully, but to his surprise, even the energy contained in it was also the energy of the former demon god that he was familiar with.

Even if it's tiny.

"How can this be?."

Mo Yinxing was shocked and muttered to himself, completely unaware that the barrier outside which he had melted away with the water from the source of the River of Forgotten River had now started to recover again.

And the speed of recovery was also very fast. When he walked out of the inn with a suspicious expression on his face and looked from a distance, he found that the barrier like a layer of mist had disappeared after being splashed with Wangchuan water.

He froze for a moment, then returned to the entrance of Wenxin Spring, reaching out his hand to touch slowly in disbelief.

Putting his hands on it, it was different from the time he tried after breaking through the barrier before. It was no longer unobstructed, but a sense of blockage was added.

Was he directly trapped in it?

At the same moment, Liu Shiqi, who sent Yan Zhenghong back to the palace, arrived at the place.

He looked at the empty entrance in front of him, and stepped in, but was blocked directly, and his forehead hurt a little.

So here comes the question, is Yan Xiyue dead or not?