Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 21

"Fu girl!"

The woman in front of me, with white clothes and white hair, bright eyes, and pretty face, just approached, and the intoxicating fragrance of hibiscus immediately brought to the mind of the prodigal son, a memory that originally belonged to life trainees.

Looking at the prodigal son who was lost in thought, Jie Hongyan looked at her adopted daughter with a smile, and left quietly.

"Crooked, do you see people like this?"

A burst of pain brought the prodigal son back to his senses. He looked at his wife with a dignified face, raised his arms and scolded with a smile, "Is this suitable for you, Yulinling? Your hands are all red!"

"It's really you!"

Yu Linling wanted to hear the news that the trainees had returned to the body of the Demon King of the Nether Realm, and she was sad for a long time because of this.

But not long ago, when he was returning to the fairy gate to visit his adoptive mother Jie Hongyan, he heard that the demon king appeared in the world.

And his incarnation, the prodigal son, sent back to the unknown time when he was lost, and he guessed whether the trainee was resurrected!
Unexpectedly, within a short period of time, the prodigal son would come to the door again, so I came here to take a look.

Seeing what Yu Linling said, the prodigal son frowned.

"Beauty! Do you know me? If you remember correctly, this is the first time we've met!"

Yulinling rolled her eyes at the prodigal son, and said, "There are only a few people in the world who know that I am Yulinling. What you did just now has already betrayed you! And if you are not a trainee, why are you still resisting?" What about a face that is almost [-]% similar to him?"

The prodigal son had a big head for a while, and this demon king seemed to have quite a lot of concubines, and there were many wives and concubines when he was a sea urchin.

Although she has such a wonderful talent as Jiuying, after becoming a trainee, she has even more beautiful faces.

The memories of the two have been fused, and the prodigal son has been influenced by the two without knowing it.

After thinking about it, it seems that this is not bad!

He simply admitted: "Sister, can you keep it a secret for me, don't expose me like this! I am the devil now, how about a big devil?"

Seeing that the prodigal son admitted his identity, he looked at him for a long time, but shook his head and said, "You are a trainee, but not all! Aren't you going to explain it?"

At this moment, the prodigal son realized that it seemed that the women he knew in the past were all very powerful, and this meeting would expose him.

Just now he said that he was a trainee, but the next moment he denied it. Sure enough, women are unreasonable creatures.

As soon as he pointed it out, the spiritual light flickered and went straight to the center of Yulinling's eyebrows.

Seeing the movement of the prodigal son, Yu Linling subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but out of trust in the trainee, she forced her to stop.

A vast amount of information and memories came into Yu Linling's mind, and among them, the prodigal son also brought some private goods.

For example, in the name of the demon king, tell her some news about the evil kings of the heavens.

After a long time, Yu Linling, who had completely accepted the message from the prodigal son, slowly woke up.

Only when he opened his eyes did he realize that the prodigal son had left at some point, and beside him stood the life of refining and washing that he had created for trainees in the past, and three gun heads.

"Is there any mistake? For such important news, leave as soon as you are notified. Besides, why did the girlfriend you talked about ask me to forge weapons for her?"

The words of complaint fell to the ground, but the life of refining and washing flashed, and the voice of the prodigal son playing jokes sounded.

"Because you are my good sister! A wife needs to please. If the master's happiness is gone, he will be a bachelor! Will you marry me, sister?"

"roll……!"

With a yell, Yulin blushed furiously, picked up the life of refining and washing, and wanted to reprimand him, but found that the breath left by the prodigal son had disappeared.

"A trainee is such an honest person, how can he become like this after merging with the devil! People's hearts are not old!"

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In pursuit of the magical aura left by the Demon King, Feng Mo and Wu WuFeng tracked down the whereabouts of the wind dragon.

Before they knew it, they had reached the direct bank of the East China Sea, feeling the more and more distant atmosphere, the two couldn't help but stop.

"The wind dragon is related to the whereabouts of the last dragon's head. Now it is far away from Shenzhou, what should I do?"

Feng Mo closed his eyes to sense, and his own sword breath passed through the space, and an unexpected scene slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

On the boat, surrounded by a vast ocean, Fenglong sat alone at the stern, beside a man in white, with a cold face.

And at the bow of the boat was one of Feng Mo's most hated and sure-to-kill targets, Mianbian Jialuo, one of the eight tribes of Tianxie.

After careful observation for a long time, it seems that Fenglong is not in danger, and the man in white seems to have no malice towards Fenglong.

But Dianbian Jialuo observed Fenglong's actions intentionally or unintentionally, and occasionally there was an unbelievable tenderness in his eyes that made Fengmo unbelievable.

Withdrawing the induction, Feng Mo thought for a while, and said to Wu Wuxing beside him: "Fenglong is fine for the time being, and there is Dian Bian Jialuo beside him, but it seems that he has no malice towards Fenglong. Maybe he has something to do with Fenglong. We need to find out! The last dragon head is in the Valley of the Wind, we just need to keep an eye on the movement of the Valley of the Wind!"

"That's fine too!"

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On the wilderness, the prodigal son who was gifted by Jie Hongyan, holding Xuanzun Yu Ling, followed her guidance and came to a forest.

"Is this where the impermanent hell is?"

After observing the surroundings, there is nothing unusual, presumably it must be hidden in an independent space.

Immediately, he mobilized his body and poured it into the token.

Accompanied by the movement, I saw the spiritual energy of the surrounding world rioting, and mysterious runes emerged.

The talisman culture appeared and formed continuously, arousing the spiritual energy, and the surrounding space suddenly and slowly shattered into a vortex.

When the magic eye opened and closed, it was impossible to see the end of the passage.

Resisting what he can do, the prodigal son is not afraid, and Shen Xiong steps forward.

Sensing the changes in the surrounding space, in a blink of an eye, it is already a scene of purgatory.

In the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there is only a single-plank bridge extending infinitely, leading to an unknown place.

On both sides of the wooden bridge, thousands of ghosts screamed, struggling up and down in the long river that was scarlet like blood.

As expected, the prodigal son walked slowly towards the wooden bridge without stopping.

Just as the footsteps had just landed, a sea of ​​blood suddenly churned, and a scarlet storm blew up all around.

In the storm, I saw Wupi's saber, light and sword aura attacking, only wanting to kill those who broke in.

"This Xuanzun is really cheating!"

The prodigal son held the token in his hand, and the magic element was fully drawn, and the token in his hand immediately emitted a vast holy light.

Illuminating the entire space, the storm dissipated in an instant, and the sword, light and sword energy that had hit was also completely invisible in the holy light.

"My lord, it's really a good idea to take a trip to Yunhai Xianmen!"

Immediately, put away the token and move on.

With the footsteps, the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood around him changed again, and the scarlet river disappeared.

Instead, bright red flowers line the sides.

It is said that in hell, there is a kind of strange flower. The fragrance of the flower is said to have magical powers, which can evoke the memory of the dead, and it is called the Bana flower!

Obviously, the flowers in front of the prodigal son did not seem to have such magical power.

I don't know how long I walked, but the wooden bridge has come to an end.

One step out, the surrounding space changes again.

A treacherous voice came to the ears of the prodigal son.

"Quack quack quack..., someone is here again!"

(End of this chapter)