Ask the Mirror Chapter 44: The Demon Realm’s Sacrifice to the End of Death (Part 1)

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The Bridal Palace is not far from the Central Valley. Along the way, the Demon Lord Jue Shan kept talking: "When things have reached this point, they are really wandering between life and death. Even if I am 100% sure, I can't stop the thief." God suddenly made a joke. In this case, you might as well have some fun... Although Huanrong is not as good as Huang Quan back then, she is still one of the most beautiful women in the Xizong. Aren't you interested at all? "

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"Speaking of which, your boy's temperament has changed drastically, he is brave and diligent, and is not afraid of the devil. Could it be that..."

He drawled a long note, specifically tugging at Gui Yan's heart. When he was almost done, he smiled and said, "Is it because some tough guy ruined his life, so he stopped?"

Guiyan was originally thinking about his next move, but after being tossed back and forth by the Jue Shan Demon Lord, his mind was in a mess, and he secretly hated that this guy must have used some kind of brain-penetrating demonic sound behind his back - fact This is indeed the case. At the junction of form and spirit, although no more direct evidence can be found, the distracting thoughts caused by the strange words of the Perfect Demon Lord are far beyond the normal level.

There is no doubt that the Perfect Demon Lord must still have considerable reservations, hoping that he will not be able to detect the loopholes in his words for a moment. Otherwise, why bother?

The Perfect Demon Lord also didn’t expect that Guiyan’s self-contemplation of body and soul had reached the wonderful state of subtlety. He was still nagging: “Let me think about it, after becoming a real person, the severed limbs will regenerate. There is absolutely no problem. If a person cannot grow back, then he must be a strong hand who is proficient in 'imprisonment' and can change the laws of your physical dependence. Killing you is like killing a chicken, and there is such a bad taste..."

The topic was thousands of miles away, Guiyan took over my mind, and wanted to clear my mind, but the time was too short, and soon, the bridal chamber was in sight.

When they arrived at the end of the field, Gui Yan discovered that "drawing the ground as a prison" as mentioned by the Jue Shan Demon Lord was actually very appropriate. This place is not like Mingtang Palace, which is trapped in a corner, but a submarine plain with a broad view. Although the terrain has not been uplifted for a long time, the edges and corners have not been worn away by the pressure of the seabed. Suddenly, from the undersea mountains built with stone barriers, you can find Such a spacious place still makes people feel refreshed.

On the seabed plain, except for the occasional scattered seabed ore, there is nothing else, and the line of sight is unobstructed. The lone figure in the center of the plain is naturally Mrs. Huanrong.

Looking from a distance, Mrs. Huanrong is sitting on her knees, with a casual posture, and her crow-wing-like black hair is hanging down, as if she has just woken up from a long sleep. When he comes closer, he sees that under the shadow of her hair, her eyes are empty, and again It seems like it can never be opened.

Her clothes are also very casual. She only wears a large black robe, which is not tied. The skirt is torn, and because she is leaning sideways, the clothes are half-covered. , extending to half of the chest and all the way to the abdomen, revealing a snow-white body, like mutton fat and jade, but it gives the ghost the feeling that this woman is really weak... Judging from the exposed body, she has a slender figure and a shaped face. She also has an oval-like face, with slightly sunken cheeks. She does not look like a mature "lady", but rather a weak woman, who seems to be knocked down by the wind, especially her unfocused eyes, which make her feel like she has taken an overdose. The ghost prison is scattered, the mind is unclear, and people are allowed to eat meat.

Of course, Gui Yan will never think that this person is a target of "people's flesh". Not only is he a master of robbery, but also the alarm that is always ringing deep in his heart after stepping into this plain area. The news, and the oppressive feeling that the outside world is so close but invisible and intangible.

It's like a group of invisible people surrounding you, pointing and pointing. You can feel their breath, even their humming whispers, but you can't see any images. It's like an illusion - okay, this It was an illusion.

"Huanrong's delusional realm of heavenly demons is being restrained by the bridal chamber palace, and his communication with the Lord of Desire is difficult to leak. It is relatively safe here. But if you seek death yourself, be infected and resonate with her mind, take the initiative Go in and don’t blame others!”

The two of them stopped about three feet away from Mrs. Huanrong. At this time, the Jueshan Demon Lord gave a few reminders, turned to look at Huanrong, and laughed: "Sister Huanrong, you are in a good mood today. ?"

Huan Rong must have heard his voice, but when he responded, it seemed particularly slow and lagging, as if he was still in a haze: "Jue Shan..."

She seemed to have not spoken for a long time, her voice was hoarse and weak, she could only say two words, and it was very difficult.

In Gui Yan's view, this is more like a person addicted to Gui Jing Powder, and is terminally ill. It is conceivable that the long and endless confrontation with the devil has eroded most of her vitality and will. No wonder , the supremely good devil is full of confidence.

Just as he was thinking about it, Huan Rong took a long breath from his mouth, making a low and dry noise, but just this movement seemed to clear the turbidity between the heart and lungs and return to reality from the delusion. , when he spoke again, Huanrong's voice was as low and thin as before, but gradually became more fluent and became increasingly cold:

"Back then, I once said that among those who commit heinous crimes, there are leaders, thugs, and rats... It is rare to be extremely kind. You have not changed your nature for thousands of years, but you have been wretched to this day. You should be a role model among the 'rats'!"

Gui Yan's heart was agitated, and he finally found the magnanimity of a master of calamity, and felt that it was logical. If not, there would be no need for Demon Lord Jue Shan to deliberately use such methods.

The Demon Lord Jue Shan didn't care at all: "It's a joke, it's a joke. Sister Meng Huanrong, you can afford it, and she followed the 'rat' routine and got in. Ha, the Demon Lord wants to be dyed, the old crow bursts out from his mouth When I said this, I thought you were going to laugh at me, but I didn't expect you to come in so neatly... It's really sad to live in a state of delusion for thousands of years."

Guiyan glanced over and asked, "Is this guy here just to humiliate people?"

The Perfect Demon Lord was not done yet, so he turned to him and said: "Although she is thin now, she was plump, gorgeous, and graceful back then. It's a pity that she struggled in a delusional state for many years and allowed thousands of demons to come and go again and again before she became a woman. This look..."

Gui Yan remained silent, but in his heart he agreed with Mrs. Huanrong's comment: Standing in the same place as the extremely good Demon Lord really lowered the style of his family.

But at this time, Mrs. Huanrong turned her eyes and focused her eyes for the first time: "Are you Guiyan?"

Gui Yan slightly bowed: "I've seen Madam."

"Ziyu has found a good partner. Did you intercept Qin Xing's demon seed?"

Things like that sent back from Qin Xing?

Gui Yan didn’t know how to respond to the sudden change. He only listened to Mrs. Huan Rong’s weak and hoarse voice lingering in his ears:

"You can absorb demonic seeds, but ordinary demonic consciousness methods cannot... From body refining to demonic consciousness, and then on the path of demon lord, Guiyan, you are really impressive. You are extremely good at seeing people, rare. There is progress.”

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Guiyan still couldn't speak, but a thought flashed through his mind: Why do you gods all stab me when they fight?