Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

The blood moon lost its color at some point and turned back into a clear and bright white jade plate, like a Yao Tai mirror hanging in the black sky. The silver light poured out thousands of miles without any reservation, illuminating the demonic land in silence.

However, for people in the demon clan, the bright moon has not changed for thousands of years. After looking at it for a long time, there is a chill in the bones.

A dark shadow passed through the moonlight flower.

Vegetation eroded by demonic energy will quickly wither, so not a single blade of grass will grow in the vast demonic realm. It is hard to imagine that in front of the demonic palace, one can still see such a large area of ​​elegant and white moonflowers bathed in moonlight and swaying in the wind.

"Who dares to break into Wuhuan Palace in the middle of the night!"

The gleaming axes and axes were crossed in front of him, making the person look slightly thin and frail. The demon with a tall figure and thick eyebrows and angry eyes even had to lower his head to look.

That was a female from a human race. In terms of appearance, she was not considered beautiful in either the human race or the demon race. She looked like a plum blossom and was poor and weak, but she twisted her clothes and said wishful thinking.

"I have something urgent to do. I want to see Lord Demon Lord. Please let me know..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the demon soldiers sneered and said, "How can you, a human woman, meet the demon lord whenever you want? Leave quickly!"

He felt that he didn't use much strength, and the human woman was thrown away and fell to the ground, with bright red blood pouring out of his palms.

"Human women are really squeamish." He turned his head and said to the demon soldier holding an axe, "We, the children of the demon world, are brave and heroic, so we don't look so thin and weak."

"If Lord Demon Lord had not ordered to treat these ordinary people kindly, she would have died seventeen or eighteen times just because she broke into Wuhuan Palace without permission."

"But how did she, a human being, come to the Demon Palace?"

The axe-wielding demon soldier was stopped by the question. He narrowed his eyes and looked at this strange human woman. "Hey, come here, we have something to ask you."

Ignoring the pain in her palms, the woman quickly got up and asked to see the Demon Lord again, "I really have something very important to ask to see the Demon Lord. If I delay and the Demon Lord becomes angry, you and I will die." , please let me know, sir, I beg you two sirs!"

No matter how serious and urgent the woman's words were, the two demon soldiers remained unmoved. Their duty is to guard Wuhuan Palace. Without Lord Demon Lord's order, not even a fly can be put in.

The woman looked up and saw that the moon was already in the sky. Her face became more and more anxious. When she was at a loss, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind. She felt in her clothes and took out a worn-out token.

The aura around her became fierce, "I have the Demon Lord's order, but I won't let him go!"

The two demons looked at each other, lowered their heads respectfully, and got out of the way.

The woman took a deep breath, put the token back in her arms, and her aura became weaker.

She raised her eyes and looked at the three big characters "Wuhuandian" with dragons and phoenixes dancing in them, feeling bitter in her heart. She didn't expect that one day, she would actually set foot in this place and throw herself into a trap.

Before her hand even touched the palace door, a force grabbed the woman in, and the heavy door closed with a bang.

"Jiling, you betrayed me and dared to come back to Wuhuan Palace."

The tone of his voice was as cold as the cold and oppressive hall, but his tone was so calm that you couldn't even tell he was angry.

In the pitch-black hall, lamps made of fluorite lit up one after another. Jing Ling knelt on the ground. What he saw was a piece of black clothes as thick as ink, with demonic beasts embroidered with gold thread on it. Their mouths were wide open, as if... To devour her.

Chong Yuan slowly squatted down, pinched her chin, moved his slender fingers down inch by inch, and finally strangled Ju Ling's throat. She soon couldn't breathe.

"Jue Ling betrayed the Demon Lord. Death is not a pity, but I beg the Demon Lord to save...save the young master."

After struggling to utter a word, she closed her eyes resignedly, and a warm tear fell from the corner of her eye.

A few years ago, she betrayed the Demon Lord, and now she betrayed Miss Tianyue.

But what should she do? She couldn't just watch the young master die in the dark dungeon. The only one in the entire demon world who could save him was the Demon Lord.

After a long time, Jueling saved her life from the edge of death. She heard the indifferent voice of the Demon Lord.

"What's wrong with him?" Juling endured the sharp pain in his throat and said, "The young master is in the dungeon, his life hanging by a thread."

The hall was silent, and Jueling's heart grew cold a little bit. She couldn't help but laugh at her own naivety. The demons were cold-blooded, so how could they care about family ties.

Young Master, you have obviously left Fang Waitian, why do you want to come back?

Chongyuan looked at Juiling and suddenly said, "Lead the way."

He should also go and see what the stubborn brat looked like now.

"Lord Demon Lord should know the way to the dungeon..." Ju Ling said.

Chong Yuan smiled softly, with no warmth in his eyes. He looked at Ju Ling, "What? Are you afraid of seeing him?"

Ji Ling's face suddenly turned pale, and even her lips were trembling.

How could she not be afraid? She knew very well how much the young master hated his demon blood. He would rather die in obscurity than have anything to do with his father.

But she led people to him.

Chong Yuan said coolly: "If you go a little later, maybe you can catch up with him to collect his body."

His words reminded Juiling, and she came to her senses, not daring to delay any longer and heading all the way to the dungeon.

The two demon soldiers guarding Wuhuandian rubbed their eyes with confused expressions on their faces.

"Is that our Demon Lord who just went out?"

"You are stupid. Apart from Lord Demon Lord, is there anyone else in Wuhuan Hall?"

"Who is that human woman? Not only does she have Lord Demon Lord's token, but she can even invite Lord Demon Lord to leave Wuhuan Palace..."

"Our previous attitude shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"should?"

The two demon soldiers guarding the dungeon were yawning and drowsy. When they saw someone coming, they woke up instantly. Before they could ask "Who is it?", they were overwhelmed by the overwhelming coercion. leg.

Jueling followed Chongyuan into the dungeon.

The demon soldier climbed up holding his weapon and looked towards the dungeon, "Am I dazzled? Why do I seem to see Lord Demon Lord?"

"And that human woman looks inexplicably familiar."

Another demon soldier said calmly: "She is the maid who was with Demon Lord Qu Shui and the human sword nun before."

"Then why is she following the Demon Lord now?"

"Things between big shots are not ours to worry about."

Why does it seem like he has already heard this?

Footsteps sounded, and Mimi hurriedly hid her arms. Didn't the red-clothed devil already come to the dungeon today? The next day has not yet come, what is he doing again?

Two figures, stretched by the moonlight, finally stopped in front of the cell in front of her.

Jue Ling looked at the motionless Wu Sheng, with blood stains everywhere around her. She suddenly panicked, "Young Master, could he have run out of energy..."

Mi Mi looked curiously at this woman who seemed to care about Wu Sheng, but her eyes inadvertently met Chong Yuan's cold eyes, and then she froze there.

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