The left-behind monk Yan Beizhou never thought that his junior sister would just go out for a trip and never come back.
After hearing Yu Sheng say that his junior sister was wanted, his first reaction was that it was impossible, absolutely impossible.
His little junior sister was so innocent and harmless, it must have been some Song Ren who didn't like human beings so he arrested the little junior sister, so he scolded Song Ren a hundred and eighty times in his heart.
When he saw the reason for being wanted, he couldn't curse him.
Otherwise, one of them is still the junior sister Yong? Even if he escaped from prison after being arrested, he even destroyed the tomb of the emperor of the ghost clan.
"..." Yan Beizhou looked at the notice and walked away in despair.
Fortunately, the villagers did not leak out the relationship between him and Shu Jue, otherwise there would be no good results for him.
After a trip to the city, Yan Beizhou continued to work hard on repairing the house.
After Shu Jue "killed" his mirror image, the man in the demon world slowly opened his eyes.
"Lord Yuezhong, are you awake?"
Yue Zhong hummed softly in response, his voice still filled with the heavy feeling of just waking up.
Red light flowed in his eyes. Yue Zhong's skin was almost sickly white, getting paler in the dim room. His lips were also very pale, as if he had been seriously injured.
His face was clean and comely, without any trace of magic marks. If it weren't for the long dark red hair that spread wantonly, he would have looked like an ordinary human boy.
"How long have I been asleep?" Yue Zhong patted his head twice, twisted his neck, and his bones made a "click, click, click" sound.
"My lord, you have been sleeping for more than two hundred years." The attendant lowered his head and replied respectfully.
In that battle more than two hundred years ago, Yue Zhong was seriously injured by a group of human monks and fell into a deep sleep. He only woke up today.
"Two hundred years..." Yuezhong's eyes were beating with excitement and bloodlust. He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry and white lips: "What happened to the human race? We should have won in the end, right?"
"We...lost..." The attendant's body was trembling a little. He knew in his heart that if he told the truth with Yue Zhong's cruel temper, he would definitely have no way to survive, but if he didn't tell it, his death would only be worse. I can only pray secretly in my heart that Yue Zhong can leave his whole body.
He suppressed the urge to chatter with his teeth and continued: "The Demon King was seriously injured and has not yet awakened. Lord Yue Xian was injured by human monks together. Those desperate humans sealed the Demon Warriors at the expense of their own cultivation and flesh and blood. , but we now have a way to break the seal; and Master Taohan has developed relevant formations that can send people out of the seal."
Every time he said a word, Yue Zhong's face became gloomier.
In the end, he turned the cabinet at hand into powder with one palm strike.
Although the Demon King did not take action in that battle, they only dared to take action against the human race with absolute certainty. After all, although the Demon King was seriously injured and had not yet woken up, the human race also had no leader, and they were no different from the same loose sand.
But despite all calculations, I still didn't expect that those ants were dying and wanted to seal the demons at all costs.
Yue Zhong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
The Demon King was nearly stabbed in the heart by the sword of the woman named Shu, and almost died. Although he took the most precious elixir to breathe, he still slept for thousands of years.
He held back his anger and gritted his teeth: "How is the situation with the king?"
"The king's injury has fully recovered. There was news from Mr. Xiang Liu a few days ago that the king should wake up in the next few years."
"Yeah, I understand. Is Yue Zhan here? Bring me my sword. I'll go find him."
Don't you want to kill yourself? The attendant immediately felt grateful to have survived the disaster, but he did not dare to show it. He handed over the sword with both hands, and then replied with his head still lowered: "Master Yue Xian is discussing matters with Master Zhu Huai."
Yuezhong stopped paying attention to him, took the sword, put on a coat and went out.
Knowing that his figure was completely invisible, the attendant breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, my head was saved.
Yue Xian was discussing the barrier with Xiang Liu.
All the formations they set up in the world of cultivating immortals have been destroyed, and now only the Feiyue Sect is left among the four formations.
Originally, it was not easy to pass news between both sides of the barrier. Now that the formation has been destroyed, the news is even more stagnant, and we don't know what the situation is like outside.
The last message they received from Zhu Yan was that the Feiyue Sect had been discovered.
Zhu Yan's strength is not high among the many demon generals. She was re-elected after the death of her predecessor Zhu Yan. Neither Yue Xian nor Xiang Liu was very confident about her.
Just after saying a few words, Yue Xian felt his mansion tremble, accompanied by an arrogant voice: "Yue Xian, I'm awake, come out and have a fight!"
Xiang Liu fanned his hands for a moment, with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes: "Looks like Yue has woken up again? Your quiet days are over."
Yue Zhong ignored him, stood up and walked out, untied the barrier, looked coldly at the man holding the sword outside, and only said the word "get out".
Yue was so angry that he came up to chop him with his sword, but was subdued by him with one move. If Xiang Liu hadn't persuaded him, Yue would have cut off one of his arms.
"Hey, you are all the king's right-hand men, why do you have to do this?" Xiang Liu smiled so hard that it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
Among the twelve demon generals, only two of them were given names by the Demon King himself. The yue is the sharp blade and the title is the leader. The name of the yue represents his status among the twelve demon generals.
Yue Zhongchan has been named Yue Zhongchan for a long time. It is also a sharp blade in the hands of the devil. He is not willing to live under Yue Zhi, so he always takes the trouble to come to Yue Zhi for a fight over and over again.
Yue Zhan was not polite either. He would lose arms and legs after one beating, and they would grow back anyway.
"Stop pretending to be a good guy here." Yue Zhong attacked indiscriminately, "Why do you pretend to be a good guy here when you are all black-hearted?" He rolled his eyes: "I'm too lazy to tell you more. I came here to tell you, The demon-devouring rat I placed in the Ghost Clan Emperor's Tomb has made some movement."
On a whim, he let Tao Xi learn some tricks on the demon-devouring rat. The demon-devouring rat would only be awakened by the breath of non-ghosts, and he would feel it as long as it left that space.
When he did this back then, he was ridiculed openly and secretly by several other people, saying that it was unnecessary. Which race's imperial tomb would allow foreigners to enter?
Doesn't this work now?
Yue Zhong was smug: "The passage of the ghost tribe was closed before. Now that someone has entered, doesn't it mean that the key has appeared? Don't we already have a formation to get out? Hurry up and take out the things in the imperial mausoleum!"
He talked a lot, and it took him a long time to realize that the faces of the two people were not very good-looking.
