Chapter 157 The Fifteen Royal Family
Si Kong snorted lightly, and there was a hint of deep sadness in his eyes.
“The blood in our bones will no longer flow as freshly as human beings, and the heart under the chest will be forever dry. In the end, the soul in this body is just relying on the bloodthirsty instinct to live. .”
He chuckled: "I have spent long and boring years in loneliness, but I still feel throbbing because of the words of that little girl on the Ninth Meridian."
The fingertips carefully rubbed the edge of the glass of wine. , the bright red wine filled his scarlet pupils.
"In this world, no one will feel sad or worried because the corpse demon cannot taste the taste of the human world. Human beings will only spurn the corpse demon for living with blood and feeding on humans.
Don't say that at the last moment of death, will There are human beings who offer blood food. Countless human monks that I have seen are thinking about how to cut off my head and dig out my heart all the time, even at the last moment. Dedicated to Zhu Zhan, the lofty and radiant Immortal Lord."
He tapped his heart, and under Xing Wu's gaze, he smiled and said, "It was never the one who determined us to be demons. We ourselves are the hundreds of immortal sects in this world."
Sikong drank the last sip of wine in the glass and threw the golden bottle away with his eyes as sharp as night.
"So? How are you sure that the boy has lost all his memories."
Without waiting for Xing to say anything, he raised his lips and smiled: "I advise you to answer my question seriously, otherwise, I don't mind breaking the contract and taking your life here, so that the lost bones can lie back again."
Xingwu looked at the blood stains left on the ground where the battle had just taken place. He walked over slowly, his black robe floating like floating sand at night.
He knelt down, wiped a trace of blood with his fingers, and said, "His eyes are too clean. That is not a look that a corpse demon can have."
Si Kong He hummed meaningfully: "Indeed, corpse demons are those who die miserably and despair, and have experienced all kinds of hardships before they can survive." Keep a body of resentful spirits alive, and then be assimilated and resurrected by the ancestors of the corpse demons.
The corpse demons are all evil and evil beings. What is hidden in the dark and dirty eyes is what people are most afraid of seeing. Something. Because I have lost my memory, my eyes are as clear as a child’s. The explanation you gave is perfect.”
His finger resting on the armrest of the throne was lifted slightly and then dropped. A bit of residual liquid that fell in the golden bottle on the ground floated up and turned into a very thin and long blood line.
The blood line flew out, and the wind it stirred up was like a sudden storm, erupting with a terrifying sound of rumbling wind formations.
With a pop, Xing Wu’s left arm was cut off at the root and flew out high with a cloud of blood.
The blood in Si Kong's eyes seemed to follow the storm and quickly dissipated into a beautiful white gold color, making shuddering waves, just like the sea on a stormy night.
His tone was deep and dangerous: "The explanation is perfect, but you are lying to me."
Fortunately, there was no blood flowing from the wound on his left arm, but he stood up slowly as if he couldn't feel the pain, walked to the distance and picked up his broken arm.
He looked at Si Kong calmly and calmly, and suddenly showed a smile: "It hurts. Do you want to die again?"
Si Kong held his forehead in an exaggerated and artificial way. Said: "This is really a smile that suits a villain like you."
Xingwu twitched the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth were looming.
"Speaking of which, my younger brother is really interesting. Xiao Li has always possessed the corpse demon talent of 'swallowing'. He can actually awaken the talent of the same attribute as Xiao Li. This is amazing. It’s really a question worth pondering.” Si Kong smiled happily.
Xingwu repaired his broken arm and said: "What's even more interesting is that he was able to pull out the sword reading seal of Zhu Zhan, the Supreme Lord of the Immortal World. It's clear..."
His eyes were narrowed and dark. His dark eyes were filled with an unpredictable light: "This is impossible."
Si Kong crossed his fingers and rested his chin on the folded hands comfortably.
"I'm really looking forward to it. My father has obviously not created new descendants for a long time. It has been so long that I have almost forgotten the appearance of my fifteen brothers."
Fortunately. Wu Leng snorted: "You have been deprived of your surname, and the Corpse King's generals no longer recognize you as a blood clan of the Corpse Demon King. When the immortals and demons fought against each other, only sixteen monarch-level members were recorded in the roster of the Corpse Demon King. .
Although you are the first generation descendant of the general, your name has long been selectively forgotten by those sixteen people. You are a 'sinner' among the corpse demon clan. This call of father is not what you can call now. "
Sikong's face froze, but he rarely answered and sarcastically replied.
Zai Xingwu continued: "You have killed fifteen brothers, if you still want to kill them smoothly If the remaining two blood descendants of the Corpse Demon King gain abnormal spiritual pleasure from this, I would like to advise you to cherish your hard-won freedom, because from now on, times will begin to change. Sikong frowned and said, "What an abstract word of comfort." "
Xingwu showed a weird smile: "For the sake of my good mood tonight, I might as well tell you another secret. ”
Si Kong narrowed his eyes deeply and looked at him.
Xingwu disappeared into the dark eve with the black robe, leaving behind his last words tonight.
“The Lord Demon King wakes up, and the Demonic Territory of the Underworld, which has been torn apart for a hundred thousand years, has been recovered by the Lord Demon Lord alone.
All the seventy-two ancient Hell Magic Demon Generals also surrendered. Under your command, now in the north National Demon Sect, Your Majesty will appear as a human being in the world of saints, control the Demon Sect, and conquer the three sects in the human world. As for you, just do it yourself."
Si Kong looked at Hei Yan, his eyes gradually filled with anger. A stormy moonlit night.
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The autumn wind is rustling and the ancient forest is deep.
Because this place is dangerous and no one visits it, the moss on the heavy valley wall spreads unchecked and becomes a disaster, making it even more desolate and silent.
Beyond the boundary formation range of Chaos Valley, there is a dense forest and dangerous mountains.
There is a large lake outside the mountain, and a quiet drizzle is falling at the moment. The fine rain falls into the deep blue lake, with no visible waves and dense ripples.
Next to a huge ancient tree, the rough and wild tree roots protrude through the ground and are exposed outside the surface. The dark brown roots have deep cracks on the surface, symbolizing the ruthless erosion of the mottled years.
Wen Hanwei was half leaning against an ancient tree, her white clothes stained with blood, sitting cross-legged on the root of the tree, closing her eyes and adjusting her breathing to calm her injuries.
Bailian stood quietly aside and did not disturb him.
The white rabbit he picked up was lying next to his boots, with his head resting on the top of his boots. He seemed drowsy and not in good spirits.
Wen Hanwei was seriously injured, but that didn't mean she was weak in this battle.
Just because Si Kong is too powerful and he is in such a dark environment, the battle will only be more disadvantageous for Wen Hanwei.
It will take a long time for her to repair her pranayama.
The sky shimmered.
The first light that drives away the long night is welcomed between heaven and earth.
Wen Hanwei's injuries were not recovered, but she made a spirit-retracting technique, stopped her meditation, and stopped her meditation.
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