Chapter 667: Be good, just be obedient
The deceased corpse demon, cut off the front edge, cut off the memory, and reverse the reincarnation.
Although the soul is immortal and unchangeable, the memories of life will be completely wiped out, and even the blood descendants of the Corpse Demon King Clan will not be spared.
Of course, if there are particularly perseverant people who are particularly persistent in their past memories and practice hard for many years to make the Corpse Pearl in their bodies strong, then they can have a chance to find the memories that carry the memories of their past lives.
The corpse bead is the foundation of the corpse demon. It takes at least two hundred years of pure yin energy to nourish the body before it is possible to condense a corpse bead.
This has nothing to do with the realm of cultivation during life. Corpse demons have always respected blood. Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan is not a pure-blood corpse demon, so it is naturally impossible to break this iron law.
Above the palace, the heated atmosphere was about to calm down. Milu slightly panicked and looked around at everyone's doubtful and hesitant expressions.
I couldn't help but feel anxious. I cracked my knuckles and glared at Balian: "What? Are you questioning my mother's identity?!"
Burial Xin Ye chuckled softly and said: "Master Si Chen has very clear records of the ancient events of the Corpse Demon Clan. Those who don't know would think that Sir, like the Demon Queen, has a deep connection with the Corpse Demon Clan?"
As for Burian's heart's temptation, Balian did not answer and said calmly: "The Demon Queen woke up tonight, and it was only an hour before the 'Gluten Banquet' dug up the royal tomb. In this short hour, Burian The Lord of the Heart River was able to learn from the Demon Queen’s mouth the various conspiracies of the demon kings in the past to kill their parents and seize the throne, and used thunderous means to summon so many demon ministers to beat the sky drum at night..."
As he said that, he turned his eyes slightly, looked at Zhan Xin and continued very calmly word for word: "This behavior seems to be as if the adults can predict that the Demon Queen will open the coffin and wake up tonight."
Zang Xin's eyes changed, and then he sneered: "Master Si Chen, this joke is not funny at all."
"So do you see me laughing?" Bailian's face was filled with confusion. Look at him with no emotion at all.
Zang Xin's face was gloomy: "The Demon Queen is deeply protected by your grace, so she is different from ordinary people."
"Haha." Now, after hearing Zang Xin's explanation, Bailian laughed out loud as if it was a joke.
"Since the Lord of the Buried Heart River said that the Demon Queen is deeply blessed by the Lord and is different from ordinary people, okay, then I dare to ask the Demon Queen, when is the birth date of the current Demon Lord, and what is his name?"
"This..." Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan’s face was stiff and she didn’t know how to answer.
Zang Xin hurriedly spoke: "Your Majesty is not the descendant of the Demon Queen. He has been in the wasteland since he was a child. There is no distinction between high and low in the clouds and mud. How can you know his birth date?
As for his birth date? The name is taboo, not to mention the Demon Queen. Even the ministers don’t know the name of His Majesty, so why should Si Chen River Master make it difficult for others?”
In a vague way, it was insinuated that the Demon King’s nickname was not worth remembering.
Bai Lian was calm: "In that case, let me ask a few simple questions according to Lord Zianxin's wishes."
Seeing his appearance, Zianxin paused in his heart. Things are not going well, my mind is racing, and I am trying to stop him.
Bailian started to question the Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan in front of a palace full of demon ministers. Judging from this appearance, it was almost the same as the situation when Zhi Xin and Mi Lu jointly questioned the Demon Lord just now.
"Then let me ask the Demon Queen, do you know the name of your son?"
The Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "My son's name, I am How could a mother not know, Milu, my son’s name is Milu?”
Bailian followed one step at a time and then asked: "How many sons and daughters will the Demon Queen have in her lifetime?"
The Demon Queen Zhi Yuyan was stunned for a moment, seemed to hesitate, and glanced at Mi Lu glanced at him and then said: "Only one son."
Bailian stepped down the stairs and stopped her and Mi Lu made eye contact and asked again: "Then let me ask the Demon Queen, do you know the birth date of Shaojun Milu?"
Zhi Yuyan's complexion changed drastically, her body trembled slightly, and she could not continue to answer for a while. , the scene became extremely dull and depressing, and the onlookers, no matter how blind they were, saw the strange meaning in it.
The female devil slowly raised her lips and looked at Balian with interest. She suddenly felt that tonight’s court meeting was no longer so annoying.
Zang Xin's eyes had become gloomy, but Mi Lu still had no idea what kind of medicine was sold in Bai Lian's gourd.
He laughed and said like a 'divine help': "It's ridiculous. How can a mother in the world not know the birth date of her son? When my mother was alive, she would take me to my father's Evergreen Palace every year. I remember my birthday more clearly than I do myself.”
I don’t know what he was proud of. When he spoke, he looked in the direction of the Demon King in an extremely arrogant way, as if he was bullying her since she was a child. Mother hurts.
His Majesty the Demon King shook his head and said nothing.
“Oh?” Bailian smiled on his lips, looking at the Demon Queen without blinking an eye, and said: “Then I really don’t know on which day of the year the Demon Queen takes His Highness there. What about the birthday celebration in Evergreen Palace?”
Zhi Yuyan's body shook violently, her face turned pale, and her blood-stained pupils were a bit at a loss as she was forced to question her. With a trembling voice, she said with difficulty: "I...I don't remember."
Milu's smile suddenly collapsed, because he couldn't remember this sound, his limbs Bai Gu's blood boiled suddenly and he was startled: "Queen Mother!!!"
"Don't remember?" Bai Lian snorted lightly and said: "The Queen Mother only has one heir, His Highness Shaojun, and what's more?" He loves you in every possible way and brings your son to Changqing every year to celebrate his birthday. You just forget it?”
His eyes were playful: “In this case, it would be too childish for Lord Burial Heart to convict His Majesty the Demon Lord based on the vague and confusing memory of the Demon Queen. Right? ”
bury the heart How could he, after so many years of planning, be willing to be ruined by just a few words? He tightened his fingertips and said in a deep voice: "Even so, the testimony of the Demon Queen cannot be overturned just because of Lord Si Chen's few words." ! ”
"Can you be convicted without proof?" Balian asked with a deep look.
At this time in the court, no one dared to question it justly like just now.
If the Demon Queen who became the Corpse Demon cannot be a full witness, under the pressure of the Demon Lord and using her methods, she will eventually turn into a crazy person with an incomplete consciousness of the corpse. Just words.
Zang Xin sneered and said: "Even if we put aside the murder of the Demon Queen, how should your majesty explain the death of Master Shu Ci in Qing Xiaoshan?
The palace officials have witnessed it with their own eyes. I saw His Majesty returning to the palace dressed in blood and holding a silver ring. Could it be that the death of Lord Shu Ci had nothing to do with His Majesty? "
Bailian's expression was still calm: "Did the Lord of the Buried Heart River say that her death meant she was killed? Doesn't the Lord of the Buried Heart River understand that it is so simple to see the corpse after death? With just a blood coat and a silver ring, , then you said that His Majesty killed Master Shuci..."
Bailian's eyes were sharp However, he was sharp and cold, staring at the cold eyes under the mask, and asked: "Can I understand that this behavior of your Excellency is to slander His Majesty!"
Burning Heart's chest rose and fell heavily, as if He was faintly angry: "But before Master Shuci disappeared, I only saw His Majesty!”
“Master Zhanxin said that he was missing! Why do you think that Master Shuci must be dead? This has only been a short period of time. The famous demon will be in seclusion and practice in the city for a year and a half, and Master Buried Heart will not be there anymore. Why did you bite Master Shuci to death without witnessing it with your own eyes? His Majesty killed Master Shuci!"
Bailian's voice was not very loud, but every word was clear and calm. Crash into everyone's heart:
"Master Zianxin leads the crowd to beat the sky drum, is it to seek justice for Master Shu Ci, or is he plotting evil and treason to force the palace!"
A word that shocked everyone and fell into silence!
In a moment, the spearhead was reversed, and the name of the terrible felony was pointed at Burial Heart, and His Majesty the Demon Lord, who was denounced by everyone, suddenly became a victim.
This Lord Shouhe, who usually looks like he is about to be snatched away on the embroidered couch, has a gentle and gentle look, but his sharp words can actually hold down the head of Lord Burial Heart, who is as deep as the sea in the city?
The demon brother kept silent. Seeing that in such a desperate situation, His Majesty was able to get his support and help, he immediately did not dare to continue to swim in this muddy water, and he was worried about leaving the palace.
Cold sweat gradually fell from under the ghost mask on Zian Xin's face, and there was a faint sound of gnashing teeth: "Master Si Chen slanders you out of thin air, but there must be evidence!"
Bailian said: "Is it possible that Zian Xin just now Didn’t the Lord of the Heart River slander others out of thin air without any evidence?”
He was speechless. Seeing that the situation was not good, some of the demon ministers finally couldn't help but retreat, and said in a trembling voice: "Burial... Lord Burial Heart, tonight's meeting was actually a bit confusing. If you think about it carefully, back then... Your Majesty has many meritorious deeds and is far superior to Mr. Milu
<. br>At that time, the old monarch only had two heirs in his name. If His Highness Shaojun achieved the throne and was captured by the immortals and sentenced to heavenly punishment, it would be difficult to inherit the consequences of his karma. In this way, His Majesty can naturally keep his hands clean and free from the blood of his own brother. Why go to such trouble to ascend the throne?”
"Yes, this is true when you think about it carefully. As for killing Lord Shuci, it is even more ridiculous. Who in the devil world doesn't know that Lord Shuci is immortal? Even the old monarch may not be able to kill Lord Shuci by force again. ?”
“Oh, I’m going to die, Because I was confused for a moment, I actually disturbed His Majesty’s dream. This evening meeting was really boring. Why don’t we just retreat and go home to write our own apology letters?” The plan is like a piece of loose sand at this moment, and it will be blown away by the wind.
Seeing that the situation was reversed, the female demon king who had watched the show for a long time on the throne finally stood up, couldn't help but smile and said: "Masters, you are here at the Jushihan Night Party. If I don't do something, On the contrary, I am very sorry for your thoughts."
While smiling, she walked around the throne, gently swaying her body from side to side, and slowly walked down the jade steps.
The smile on his face was as lazy as a spring pear blossom, but no one knew whether what was hidden under the flower was full of dew or a colorful snake.
When she stepped down the steps, the figure wrapped in a black and gold royal robe suddenly disappeared like night mist.
Then the next moment, the heavy creak of the palace door slowly opened echoed.
She did not know when she appeared at the entrance of the palace, and two gold-inlaid palace doors opened behind her.
The wind and snow poured into the palace, rolling up her clothes. The black and gold phoenix patterns were like soaring golden-feathered phoenixes, hunting and dancing in her sleeves.
The palace door behind her was wide open, and the night sky was covered with flying frost. The endless night was dark, the wind invaded her clothes, and the night was as cold as water.
The sound of heavy objects rolling sounded strangely in the hall.
Where the demonic ministers of the dynasty stood, blood spattered all over the palace, and their heads rolled to the ground like cut melons.
The bowl-sized blood hole on his neck was ferocious and bloody, like a blood spring, with thick demonic blood splashing out from the broken tendons.
The torso, which had lost its head and was still standing in the same position as before, was shaken by the wind and snow, and fell straight down like a tree with its roots dug out.
The female devil's chuckle accentuated the bloody scene. She was still smiling, and her fair face was stained with blood, like a ghost from the underworld.
In her hand, she was holding a head leisurely and leisurely.
The face of the head is covered with a fanged ghost mask.
Under the mask, Zang Xin’s eyes widened, his pupils suddenly contracted, his eyelashes trembled slightly in the shadows, and in the distance, his headless body was trembling for a moment, unprecedented. of panic.
The smile on the female devil's face did not diminish, and she casually threw the still heartbroken head on the ground, and her soft boots fell on his face mercilessly.
The smile is like a candy filled with poisonous arsenic, greasy and sweet, but also chilling to the bones: "Even if you know that you are guilty of disturbing my dream, you should just stay here?"
The demons had no idea that the majestic king of a realm, even though his majesty was violated, would dare to kill demon ministers in the palace. This thunderous method and bloody cruelty would drive people crazy.
The demon kings who were still alive immediately shouted angrily: "Your Majesty is so murderous, aren't you afraid of being separated from your ministers?!"
In response to this hoarse question, the demon king His Majesty raised his head again leisurely. The demon minister who spoke was like a piece of harvested leek. He fell to the ground and his head rolled around.
"If we are not of the same mind, how can we be afraid of separation." The female devil's faint smile captured the indescribable domineering power in everyone's eyes.
When the demons saw this, they retreated in panic. Although their faces were frightened, they did not dare to show any anger or dissatisfaction.
"Looking at the faces of all of you, it's obvious that you still haven't clearly understood your own position." The smile on the female devil's face gradually faded, her brows were calm: "Since I am the king, everyone's life is also my life. I am the one who dies! I am the only one in the world of demons!"
Her eyes fell on everyone, and the hand behind her back slowly lifted up and opened up, like it was holding up the sky.
In the snowy night sky outside the palace gate, a purple thunder exploded from the sky, as if tearing the whole world into two. The lightning suddenly reflected her slender figure, and all things were like this. The body is about to melt away.
“Who dares to doubt me!”
From the beginning to the end, the demon king never argued with the demon minister, even though Bailian's sharp words could calm everyone.
But she directly explained to these duplicitous demon ministers what real power is.
True power does not require the distinction between right and wrong, right and wrong, ethics, evil and good. You only need to gently raise a hand to make a group of ambitious people shut their mouths.
Anything that is legitimate and legitimate will appear insignificant and pale under the palm of this hand.
At this moment, wherever her eyes passed, there were scenes of demonic ministers kneeling in worship.
She said she didn't have the patience to sing along with this group of people.
Just let this group of people know that she is the devil, and there is no need for any reason, just obey her with low eyebrows.
After a while, no one could stand safely except Bailian.
Even her nominally unruly brother and her unparalleled aunt and stepmother have become the people who bow down to her in this court.
The Demon Lord chuckled disdainfully, and the head under her feet seemed to have been crushed into the dust. She glanced down and said, "The Lord of the Heart Burial River may still have something to say."
The sound of chattering teeth kept coming from under the mask. His hair was disheveled and his head was severed and bloody.
Although Shu Ci's immortal body is not needed to bury his heart, after all, he is hiding in the demon river, and his vitality does not need those demon ministers, so he did not die suddenly on the spot.
But the head is separated, and the devil is stepping on it so tightly. If he doesn't come back for a long time, he may be far away from death.
For a long time, his head trembled, as if he was enduring great pressure and humiliation, and finally he said softly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, spare your life..."
Abandoning dignity and begging for mercy, this Only then did the female demon king show mercy and kicked his head back like a charity.
Buried Heart's body fluttered and hit the ground, and he quickly picked up his head and placed it on the bloody broken neck. He saw that the broken tendons were connected quickly, and the bright red silk threads and veins were fused and entangled like tentacles.
After a long time, Zhan Xin took a deep breath as if he was reborn, and took his head back.
The roaring wolf, the obedient domestic dog.
Obviously, the surviving group of people chose the latter.
(End of this chapter)