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

Wantai's situation is not much better than that of Yan Xiyue.

Now the whole person's breathing has become like an old bellows, huffing and puffing hard.

But even so, he was still using his last strength to take something out of his sleeves.

When Mo Yinxing and Ning Xiangxing came to him, he happened to take out an old book.

There were some medicine bottles and sundries scattered around the booklet.

"Master, take this and record it."

Halfway through Wan Tai's words, he couldn't help but cough up a lot of black blood.

An old face that was already pale was now so white that almost no blood could be seen.

If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling slightly, he might have been thought to have died.

Mo Yinxing squatted in front of him, because he did not detect any murderous intention from Wan Tai. After Ning Xiang grabbed his extended hand, he shook his head at her.

Then he continued to stretch his hand forward and took the book in Wan Tai's hand.

The book was stained with some of his blood, but the characters on it were still clear.

Clearly written are the locations where the recovered demons currently live, as well as their detailed information.

He didn't need to look through the rest. He could guess from the old marks on the booklet paper that there were similar records inside.

He looked at the short old man in front of him who was still looking at him with loving eyes, and was very puzzled: "What on earth do you mean?"

Wantai handed him the antidote pill he had prepared for Mo Yinxing and told him all the facts intermittently.

It turned out that he saw that Mo Yinxing had gone to the world of cultivation and had many ties with him. He was afraid that he would be subject to many restrictions in his career of recovering the demon clan, so he started to make plans for Mo Yinxing himself.

"Old slave knows Yan Xiyue's affection for you, so he wants to set up a trap that can deceive her enough to make her think that old slave has really betrayed you. Only in this way can he successfully fight against the demon world. People take action.”

Mo Yinxing took the porcelain bottle, and after opening it, a strong medicinal fragrance overflowed.

Ning Xiang and he were both familiar with this scent.

It was the smell of the antidote that Yan Ming brought when he was poisoned by the dream monster.

It was enough to show that he did not really want him to die.

"As expected, everyone in the demon world has already drank the poison I administered. That poison will prevent them from using magic power when they smell a special smell. The specific flavor preparation method is written at the end of the booklet."

When Wan Tai said this, his voice became very forced. Seeing this, Mo Yinxing directly began to send demonic power to his body that was almost leaking like a sieve.

Even though it could only make him feel better temporarily, it was better than nothing.

Wantai wanted to stop Mo Yinxing, but after meeting his red eyes, he swallowed the words back and allowed him to continue to deliver demonic power.

He also said more things that had not yet been said to him.

"Old slave knows his body well. In fact, even if this incident hadn't happened, he wouldn't have survived the next year. Therefore, he has been thinking about the second plan over the years. Now that it can be implemented smoothly, he has no regrets."

"It's just a pity. I'm afraid I won't be able to see the birth of the young master."

Wantai looked at Ning Xiang who was following Mo Yinxing closely, and finally told Mo Yinxing:
"The death of Yan Xiyue should have attracted the attention of the elders of the demon world. Master, you must find a way to use the power of the cultivation world to destroy the demon clan within seven days. If the time is delayed longer, the old slave will not I can guarantee that they will find a way to detoxify the body."

"Since I can't see the revival of the demon clan, I will give it one last salary before I die."

After that, Wantai himself cut off the connection that Mo Yinxing was still sending demonic power to, and vomited out a large mouthful of black blood again.This time he vomited blood, and his whole body fell back like a dead tree.

Mo Yinxing quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands, but Wantai's body turned into a shadow at this moment, changing into the appearance of a willow tree and dissipating inch by inch.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment, so he could only stretch out his hand to catch Wantai's shadow: "Wantai."

He might have doubts about other people's loyalty to him, but Wan Tai and Liu Shiqi were the ones he had never doubted.

So when he first learned that Wan Tai had rebelled, he felt very strange.

He has never experienced true father's love, but he enjoys it in Wantai.

The affection between the two of them that belongs to father and son has been fulfilled. The only thing missing is a blood relationship.

Wantai's face has not yet turned into the shape of a willow tree, but his body has begun to change.

Hearing Mo Yinxing's cry, he took one last look at him.

When a person is about to die, the last sense to disappear is hearing.

After seeing Mo Yinxing burst into tears because of him, although he was satisfied, there was still an emotion in his heart that he couldn't explain.

Until he completely lost consciousness, he heard "Father", and the tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes rolled down completely and wet the ground.

The face that was originally neither sad nor happy became a little gentler, and the corners of his mouth also curved.

But at this moment, his face turned into a branch of a willow tree and disappeared.

The snow that had stopped for half a day started to fall again, and it fell on the place where there were a few pools of black blood and a bunch of broken small objects, as if to see off the dead Wan Tai.

Mo Yinxing silently picked up the small objects, but did not leave immediately.

Instead, he stood there, staring in the direction where Wantai disappeared, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ning Xiang saw that Mo Yinxing now needed a separate space to get along with him, so she did not continue to stay by his side, but asked Bai Baichong to accompany him.

She took the treasure hunter into the house where Wan Tai lived before his death.

Since it was a place of life, some traces of life would definitely be left behind. She planned to find something meaningful to leave behind for Mo Yinxing.

Wantai is a willow tree demon, he is older and very nostalgic.

Entering the house, Ning Xiang found that the quilts and pillows in the couch room all had an old color that had been washed away by time.

She put away the things one by one and contacted Yan Ming at the same time, telling her that Yan Xiyue was dead and everyone in the demon world had been poisoned by Wantai, which was very suitable for attacking the demons now.

"Yan Xiyue died? How?"

Ning Xiang did not hide anything and told everything that happened to Wantai before.

"It's just that her body seemed to have been taken away without A Xing and I noticing. But regarding her death, I am sure that she was dead."

Yan Ming was not in a hurry to give Ning Xiang a reply, but asked her to stay where she was. He would come over now to check on the situation.

The body that Ning Xiang said had been taken away was now being undressed and the blood on it was being cleaned.

Judging from the figure, the person was a man, and his big, knuckled hands trembled slightly when they touched the bloody hole on her body.

Wantai: I also received a box lunch, but mine had big chicken drumsticks!