Zhuiyun caught the elixir, pinched Emperor Nan Yan's mouth and stuffed it in.
The elixir melted in his mouth and slid down his throat almost immediately.
Ye Jiuyou stretched out his hand, put his fingers together and tapped his throat to activate the effect of the medicine.
Not long after, Emperor Nan Yan became a retarded person.
He let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Ye Jiuyou with narrowed eyes, "Beauty~little beauty~hehehe...let me give you a hug and a kiss..."
There was a coldness in Ye Jiuyou's beautiful phoenix eyes, "This dog emperor has become so lecherous even though he has become mentally retarded."
Di Yin on the side also narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold breath all over his body became heavier.
When Zhuiyun saw Emperor Nanyan talking dirty words, he slapped him directly and said, "Shut your mouth!"
Ye Jiuyou sprinkled the pink powder on the emperor's face, and he calmed down.
"Tell me, where does the evil spirit come from?"
Emperor Nan Yan's head kept shaking and the whites of his eyes rolled out. It was obvious that this secret was hidden deep in his heart.
Just when Ye Jiuyou was about to lose his patience, he stumbled and spoke, "The evil spirit, the evil spirit comes from the body of the demons!"
Di Yin looked at Emperor Nan Yan coldly and said in a deep voice: "The demons only have demonic energy, which is equivalent to the spiritual energy of the human race. Even I don't know what evil energy is."
"Don't worry, I will continue to ask him." Ye Jiuyou naturally knew that the evil spirit was definitely not demonic energy, and there was probably some connection.
"The demons only have demonic energy in their bodies. Please tell me the source of the evil energy in detail."
Emperor Nanyan trembled and turned to look at the demon, "Put the spiritual root into his Dantian and nourish it for a hundred years, and then put it into the body of a person without spiritual root. This person will have a certain chance of cultivating evil spirit." .”
Ye Jiuyou frowned, "How many monks' spiritual roots have your Nanyan royal family dug up over the years?"
A monk will die after his spiritual roots are dug out, and there is no possibility of survival!
"More than a hundred...maybe more than a thousand, I can't remember clearly..."
"You deserve to die!" Ye Jiuyou didn't expect the royal family of Nanyan Kingdom to be so cruel!
She asked again: "Then how many people have you trained to cultivate evil spirits?"
"Thirty people."
There are only thirty people, so it seems that it is really difficult to successfully cultivate evil spirits.
But now those thirty people have been deprived of their Dantian by Ye Heting and imprisoned in a dark water prison. They will never see the sun again in this life.
Ye Jiuyou looked at the scarred demons over there, with some regret in his eyes, "He was injured too badly. I'm afraid he won't live long. Do you want to take him back to the demon realm?"
Di Yin let out a cold snort between his breaths, "It is not a pity to die. He actually dared to come to the realm of the human race without authorization. He must have committed a serious crime in the demon race and escaped to Huanyun Continent and was caught and imprisoned here."
Zhufeng answered with an indignant look on his face: "I just discovered that there is a prisoner brand under the whip marks on his chest. He is indeed a fugitive from the demon clan. He has already committed a serious crime and was used as a tool by the human race to harm the Xiyan Kingdom! The reputation of the demon clan is ruined by this kind of rat shit!"
Ye Jiuyou immediately put away the little sympathy he had just now, "In that case, let's kill him to avoid being used by others again."
Di Yin tilted his head slightly, Zhufeng immediately took action, directly chopped the demon into pieces, and even the body fragments were burned into ashes.
Ye Jiuyou looked at Emperor Nan Yan who was slumped on the ground and asked curiously: "How do you know that demonic energy can be transformed into evil energy?"
"Ancestor Murong discovered it in an ancient book. He had been secretly capturing demons until two hundred years ago, when he finally caught an injured demon and started this plan."
"Where is that ancient book?" The ancient book must be hidden immediately to prevent it from being obtained by anyone who is interested.
Emperor Nan Yan tilted his head, looked at the shelf on the side, pointed at the golden dragon ornament on it with a trembling finger, "Inside the mechanism... inside the mechanism..."
Ye Jiuyou walked over quickly, first looked at the golden dragon ornament, then held it and twisted it left and right. Sure enough, it could be twisted towards the right.
The shelf trembled, and then began to rumble to the right.
A stone door slowly rises, and behind it is a dark secret room.
Ye Jiuyou lit a cluster of orange-red Nanmingli fire at his fingertips. He snapped his fingers and the flames turned into fiery red birds and flew towards the secret room, illuminating the entire secret room.
Soon after, Ye Jiuyou heard the sound of the machine starting up!
Her pupils shrank, and she immediately took a step back, only to bump into Di Yin's arms.
"Get out of the way!"
Ye Jiuyou's cold voice was very anxious. He turned around, hugged Di Yin and led him to the side.
"Swish swish——"
Countless arrows were shot out.
They stabbed directly towards Ye Jiuyou's back in dense numbers.
Di Yin opened his eyes slightly and let Ye Jiuyou hold him and fall to the side. Countless arrows piercing him at a rapid speed were reflected in his dark eyes.
He was lying on his back, and his back hit the ground, which hurt.
But at this moment, Di Yin couldn't care less about the pain. He held Ye Jiuyou in his arms in a daze.
He never thought that one day he would be protected by someone.
Even though Ye Jiuyou was so weak, he was willing to use his back to block the flying arrows for him.
The demon king who looks down on the world, the long-dead love roots in his heart began to sprout quietly.
The sharp arrows stopped one centimeter away from Ye Jiuyou's back, and then landed one by one.
Di Yin reacted at the last moment and protected Ye Jiuyou in his arms.
Ye Jiuyou's back did not feel the expected pain. She raised her eyes and looked at Di Yin, who was pressed under her, "Di Yin, does it hurt from the fall?"
She pressed his chest and was about to stand up, but was tightly held by the big hands around her waist, "Don't move."
Ye Jiuyou lay quietly on his chest and did not get up.
The sound of flying arrows was heard in his ears, but Ye Jiuyou heard another sound.
"Bang, bang bang..."
She pressed her face against Di Yin's chest and heard his heartbeat like a drum.
"Why is your heart beating so fast?" Ye Jiuyou said, pinching his chest with her slender fingers, "Are you scared?"
"No, don't touch it." Di Yin pressed her squeezing little hand, and even he heard the ridiculous heartbeat.
On the other side, Zhuiyun and Zhufeng had cleaned up the mechanisms in the secret room and walked out of it.
Zhufeng saw that the two of them were still hugging each other, especially when his superior's hand was firmly holding Ye Jiuyou's waist, which almost made his eyes pop out.
He stared at the scene with his mouth wide open, wishing he could secretly record the scene right away.
Seeing his dead look, Zhuiyun quickly moved away from him, then clasped his fists and said to Di Yin: "Your Majesty, the agency has been dealt with."
Di Yin immediately pushed Ye Jiuyou away, then sat up, coughed lightly and said, "I know."
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