The Retirement of the Demon Lord

"Master didn't tell you... You can like anyone, but you can't like that girl!"

A caravan, riding a camel, carrying a large amount of supplies, swayed forward in the endless desert. The camel's broad feet left a long footprint on the soft sand. From a distance, it seemed to leave a trace on the golden paper, meandering in the undulating sand dunes.

Everyone on the caravan was wearing khaki clothes and covering their faces with khaki gauze, walking in the desert as if they were integrated into the background.

Among them, on the last camel, a well-proportioned man seemed to be sulking, looked proudly at the vast desert on the left, and then said to the right: "You are the daughter of the emperor, and the master I can be a matchmaker for you! Don't embarrass the master, figure out the current situation, it's not that they look down on us now, but we don't want that surnamed Lin!"

On the right side of the man, a camel was walking side by side, and a slender teenager sat on it. He was bent over, his arms and hands drooped weakly, he didn't even hold the camel's rope, and his eyes stared down lifelessly. He exuded a sluggish hostility, and the camel under him was infected by the hostile aura, and seemed to be trembling, as if he had been enlightened. .

"I'm talking to you, just snort before I die."

"Humph."

The one who hummed was the camel under the man's seat. The man felt that he had been humiliated, and slapped the camel's head: "I'm not talking to you, what should you do! But now I think, accepting a lover as a disciple, It's better to accept you as a disciple, at least you can ride... ah bah bah, this ride is not that ride."

The camel below him shook his head and snorted again, ignoring the man and just going his way.

"Yeah." The dead man beside him finally responded, "But why didn't the disciple even have a chance to explain? The disciple doesn't understand."

Fool, love is deeply responsible, the more affectionate it is, the easier it is to be blinded, which is why it ends like this. He didn't see that the little girl cried so pitifully after running down the mountain, a bit more heartbreaking than him, tsk tsk... But he couldn't say, he was firmly opposed to this matter, even if these two No matter how golden boy or girl a person is, he has to oppose it. And even if he doesn't object, the other party's family is more stubborn than him, and maybe he will harm this kid.

The more the man thought about it, the more guilty his heart became. In fact, 99% of the reasons for his disciple's troubles were related to him, so he put his tone softly: "If you don't understand, you won't understand.

"Sentimental and ruthless, I know it myself, and I don't need anyone else's guidance."

The boy's mood fluctuated a little, and the man immediately felt a sense of coolness, which was quite comfortable under the scorching sun.

"Okay, yes, yes, if you say yes, you will have it. The lovelorn is too big, the master will not bring you to the Western Regions to feel the tenderness of the Western Regions beauties! After playing for a week, the attractions are almost gone, so why should you play with things and lose your mind? Ah bah, why should you understand 'where in the world there is no fragrant grass, why should you love a single flower'?"

"Master...you ran away without leaving me a penny, where should I go to play and lose my mind?"

The man suddenly felt even more guilty. The amount of money he brought was only enough for him to spend his money alone... This is not all the money, is he rubbing the camels brought home by other caravans, and there is no extra money for the disciples to play.

He stretched out his hand and tore off the boy's veil, revealing the boy's pale and bloodless face. A mouth as thin as a cicada's wings under the bridge of the tall nose, and a pair of big and long phoenix eyes always made the girl a seductive impression.

He has three disciples, his appearance is very good, and he can rank third among the disciples.

Uh... No way, because although he looks good, he is inexplicably poor, and this is why he ranks third. Therefore, everyone in their teacher's sect said he was ugly... He was not really ugly, but in his sect, he was less handsome.

He pinched the face with his fingers, hating iron for not being steel, and said, "At your age, if you don't learn how to be a good little face, you blame the master for not giving money? The master has already sold your looks to your family to make money at your age. Yes, you know!"

At this moment, the young man was disheartened and hopeless, and there was no way he could not feel a burst of embarrassment for his master's thick skin.

"Playing and playing, always thinking about drinking and playing with girls, how old are you, and your mood is so messy. Alas, the master is really heartbroken!"

Didn't you always bring me here to play? ? The teenager was too lazy to pay attention to the master's imposition of his own interests and hobbies on him, and fell into silence again.

When the man saw it, the disciple seemed to be stuck in a dead end again, and he was in a bad mood. He didn't want the disciple who had spent his energy to pull it out like this, so he said softly again: "It's rare to have a confidant in life, this feeling. The master understands. In short, this is the end of the matter, and you should also understand that you have no fate. At this time, the master thinks that you should turn your grief and anger into strength, practice hard, and inherit the Sun Moon Divine Sect in the future, which is also a good way out. "

"Master, you should disband this inexplicable gang. Its reputation is worse than that of the hut on the street. This is really not a good way out. Also, the disciple has been practicing the exercises."

The man was so angry that he was told the truth by the young man again, but he was stunned when he heard the second half of the sentence.

It is not without good things that his disciple suffered such a peach blossom calamity. At that time, I didn't expect that he was wrong, and his anger attacked his heart, and he broke through the bottleneck of the fourth floor of Qiankun's great shift. It was only the fourth-level breakthrough that actually made the man who had moved the universe to the top of the seventh-level felt that he had been reborn~www.readwn.com~ The strength was faintly under his own. So the man gave him a new martial arts cheat book, and let him hurry up and practice it before breaking through the fifth floor.

"Since you're practicing, why are you still posing in such a useless pose? If you want to practice, practice hard, you're not afraid of going crazy!"

"Dangling on the camel, what's the difference?"

"Since you're practicing, why are you still talking to your master? If you're so inattentive, you're not afraid of going crazy!"

"Master, it's you who asked the disciple to answer your words, otherwise the beast under your **** is not as good as..."

"Okay, you know how to make excuses." The man turned his head arrogantly to the other side angrily, and stopped paying attention to the boy.

"..."

The boy was once again impressed by the man's thick skin.

Later, neither master nor apprentice found out that the caravan was not a caravan leading to the Central Plains at all, but went into the depths of the desert of death, and came to a terrifying ancient city in the desert, named Devil City.