For that inconspicuous young man, who easily got the Demon Clan's holy relic Bai Yuan Sword, they were not only deeply surprised, but also extremely unconvinced.

A man was gossiping against it, according to what the Demon Lord had said earlier, how could they not object to the sword that everyone longed for now, which should belong to the inconspicuous young man sitting in that corner?

The reason for the opposition is very simple, the Terrans do not deserve to have the Demon Sacred Relic at all. Even if they can't get it, they are definitely not allowed to let an outsider get it, this is the characteristic of their clan for many years, it is okay to fight internally, but if they encounter an external enemy, they will tacitly agree with the outside world.

The entire hall instantly boiled, and the Demon Lord listened to this noisy voice, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he slapped the armrest on the stone chair violently, making a dull sound.

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look at the Demon Lord, quickly shut their mouths, and the silence around them was dead again, as if the temperature in the hall was a little lower.

Mo Tear knew that if it weren't for the existence of the Demon Lord, I am afraid that these wolf-like people would have rushed out and torn themselves apart.

But since he had done it, he thought that there would be such a result, and since he had guessed the ending at the beginning, how could he be afraid?

The Demon Monarch said, "Since Bai Yuan Sword recognizes this little brother as its master, then this sword belongs to him, and no one can take it away." ”

Mo Tear looked at him sincerely and bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude.

The others couldn't help but feel chills all over their bodies when they heard this sentence without any warmth, and felt that a sharp gaze was looking down at them, but when they looked up, they saw the old man like a dead tree with his eyes drooping, looking down at the ground by himself.

After a long time, the various leaders have dispersed, although they are unconvinced, unhappy, and even full of anger in their hearts, but under the absolute pressure of the demon lord, they can only surrender.

At this moment, in a huge palace, only the Demon Lord, He Ye, He Tian, Mo Tear, Lin Xiaomu, Gou Jian, Da Xi Yaoshui and others remained.

Mo Tear and Gou Jian both felt that the time had come, this was the best place to speak, this opportunity was hard to come by, and they had to use the fastest way to say what they thought and what they were confused about.

"Thanks to the favor of the seniors, the younger generation Gou Jian is polite here. Gou Jian saluted extremely respectfully, "Thanks to the wrong love of the seniors, the princess was promised to the juniors, but the juniors are only shallow in their studies, and they have no great talents, so they are really not worthy of the princess, and please think twice about the seniors." ”

Gou Jian said so many things, to put it bluntly, he didn't want to marry a princess, he had never been a person who beat around the bush, and in order to say this cliché, he had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

The Demon Lord was slightly stunned, squinted and saw Hetian's disappointed eyes, he was already in a bad mood, and he was completely angry at the moment.

"Stinky boy, do you look down on my daughter, or do you look down on me? Isn't it just to say that you don't want my daughter? I tell you, you have no choice in this matter, unless you die. The Demon Lord roared, his voice like a horse's roar, loud and long, but hoarse.

Mo Tear thought that Gou Jian was the most direct person to speak, but she didn't expect that the old man in front of her was more direct and heroic than him, but what scared her even more was that the other party had an irresistible domineering.

Gou Jian's heart trembled when he heard this, and he also said loudly, "I can't hide it, I am indeed the Neidan of the Centipede Insect Emperor who was accidentally eaten, and I also have the Worm Emperor Hegemony, but because of this, I will definitely not live for a hundred years, so I don't want to live up to the princess, and I ask my seniors to think about it carefully." ”

Judging from this conversation, Gou Jian did not have any unreasonableness, and poked every sentence straight to the point, which was very inconsistent with his usual habits.

In fact, Gou Jian's personality is already very arrogant on weekdays, and everything will be shown on his face and actions, so after coming to the inside, he will inadvertently cause some big trouble, but for this matter, he has been thinking about it for several hours since he learned about it, so even if he is stupid, he will come up with some reasonable arguments to reject all this, at least it will not make it worse.

The Demon Lord and He Ye chuckled at the same time, laughing very frankly and happily.

"You don't have to worry about this, my sister has the blood of the demon clan, once she marries you and cultivates together, let alone live for a hundred years, live for tens of thousands of years, it's like a joke. He Ye lightly expounded the facts.

Gou Jian, Lin Xiaomu, Da Xi Yaoshui and Mo Tear were all stunned, tens of thousands of years, what kind of concept is that? They don't know, but they at least understand that in their own world, ordinary people who have lived for a hundred years are already considered to be high lifespans, and people who have lived for thousands of years have never had one, and as for ten thousand years, they dare not think about it.

Gou Jian has also learned to think rationally at this moment, no matter what aspect of this is, can he lose money with his blood? She is a princess, rich, powerful, and powerful, but what is herself? A liar who is a fool of the rivers and lakes, and occasionally a good person who acts bravely, how can he compare it with the identity of a princess? This kind of good luck actually fell on his head, he should quickly kowtow and thank him, how can he refuse?

Gou Jian kept churning such thoughts in his mind, but he always felt a little awkward in his heart, an indescribable awkwardness.

Just as he was thinking, he secretly glanced at Hetian and found that she was very beautiful, and he didn't realize that his head moved, his face was hot, and he was red for the first time.

He could think of the day ago, the devilish girl, with the breath of death, constantly sticking to him, he couldn't help but stand again in his heart, reminding himself in his heart that although this person was beautiful, he was very evil in his heart, and he should not be fooled by her terrible beauty.

Although he thought so in his heart, he was still very honest in his actions, constantly peeking at Hetian, and felt that the more she looked at her, the more beautiful she became, and the more she looked at it, the more charming she became.

Seeing that Gou Jian was so hesitant, he knew that Gou Jian was a straight-hearted person, if he really wanted to refuse, he would have already refused, maybe he was really a little interesting to Princess Hetian.

He slowly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Brother Gou, it's good with Princess Tian, or you can follow." ”

From his point of view, he really wanted to marry Princess Hetian, but he didn't want to give anyone strong advice, this kind of big thing should be decided by himself.

Gou Jian gave him a fierce look, looking at this brother who had always been improper, and he was a little puzzled when he wanted to joke with himself at his important moment.

Seeing that he had hesitated for so long, the Demon Lord looked dissatisfied, and said sharply, "You have thought about it, isn't my princess worthy of you? If it weren't for my family's eyes on you, I would have slapped you to death a long time ago." ”

Gou Jian couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, this is a naked threat, and it is difficult not to agree now.

"I, agreed. Gou Jian opened his mouth with difficulty and said in a low voice.

As soon as he said this, everyone smiled, and the most cheerful and unscrupulous laugh was still the Demon Lord, and Hetian didn't have much reaction, quietly looking at Gou Jian's side, but there was an indescribable excitement in his heart.

"Yes, good son-in-law. I just like you as cheerful as you. The Demon Lord looked up to the sky and laughed.

Gou Jian looked at him with such a big change, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know what to answer.

If you want to say that the happiest thing in your heart is still Mo Tears, the simple three words just now by Gou Jian mean that everything was originally solved, and the excitement that emerged in Mo Tears' heart was difficult to suppress.

Mo tear pulled the corner of Gou Jian's clothes, constantly hinting to him that it was time to do the ultimate goal of coming here, Gou Jian obviously understood this meaning, and couldn't help but feel a void in his heart, feeling that he had sold himself to change such a powerful situation.

Gou Jian calmed down, coughed lightly twice, and said timidly, "Senior, let me introduce you well, this is Lin Xiaomu, my friend of life and death, he was once seriously injured, so I want to ask His Royal Highness He Ye to help see if he can be treated." ”

"What else is it called? The Demon Lord said happily, "Now that it's your friend, Ye'er will help take a good look." ”

He Ye took a few steps forward and said indifferently, "The child has already seen it for her, she has hurt her heart and lungs, although she has received timely help from a master, but after all, it is just a glass of water to satisfy her hunger, and she should have recuperated, but she has added new injuries, according to Erchen's estimates, she may have survived this winter." ”

Listening to these words, the joy on his face disappeared instantly, and the color instantly turned pale, this news was tantamount to the biggest blow to him, he was instantly weak, as if he had fallen to the ground again.

"I don't want to listen to this bullshit, I just want results. Mo Tear completely lost his mind, but at this moment, he roared loudly.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in He Ye's bland eyes, but Mo Jun did not react, but reminded, "Ye'er, is there any cure?" ”

He Ye snorted in tears, and said angrily, "There is still only one way, and that is the Fox Clan's Psychic Holy Fruit." ”

"Where's the fox clan?" Mo Tear quickly asked.

He Ye suddenly smiled evilly, and said coldly, "Looking at her like this, I'm afraid she has already been cold before she finds the fox clan." ”

Mo Tear was completely desperate, he didn't expect this kind of result, and his originally sharp gaze instantly became dim.

And Lin Xiaomu's face did not change at all from beginning to end, her own body knew best, so she had already expected the result He Ye said.

He Ye saw Mo Tear's desperate expression, smiled happily, and the Demon Lord shook his head when he saw him like this.

After a long time, He Ye said, "Although I can't cure him, there is a way to help him continue his life and survive this winter." ”

Hope was rekindled on Mo's tearful face, and he asked anxiously, "How to continue your life?"

Mo Tear knew that what they lacked most was time, once he had enough time, he was confident that he would find the fox clan and cure Xiaomu, but what he lacked most at this time was time, even if he could maintain her life for a few more moments, he would have a glimmer of hope.

He Ye slowly approached his ear, muttered a few words in a low voice, and a trace of fear appeared in his tearful eyes for a moment, and then replied in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

No one heard the last conversation between the two people, and no one saw the fleeting fear in Mo Tear's eyes, at this moment the sun had already set, and the moon was still on its usual body, and the snow was all over the ground and insisted on the white moonlight, making this dark night no longer so dark.

This night ink tears are destined to be sleepless, this day ink tears experienced joy and sorrow, the joy is that Gou Jian is going to get married, and the day after tomorrow, the sad thing is that Xiaomu's illness has not been cured, but heard the most real nightmare.

Mo tear lay on the bed tossing and turning, thinking back to the last words He Ye said to him, and his heart suddenly lost confidence.

Since he couldn't sleep, he got up and practiced, since he was able to control the Eight Cold Hells, he found that the cultivation of the Hell Reincarnation Divine Technique had fallen into a period of stagnation, and there was no sign that he was going to enter the third prison, he didn't know whether this was good or bad, after all, as far as his intuition was concerned, he thought it was a good thing. Pain is something that everyone wants to avoid.

In the middle of the night, on the snow, Mo Tear woke up He Sen alive and accompanied him to practice the sword, although the sword in his hand changed greatly, and he tried countless times, he could not pull it out of the reconstruction, but it did not affect her sheath swinging the sword, the body twisted, the snowflakes flew, one by one broke the air, one by one fiercely, Mo Tear seemed to vent the endless grief and anger in his heart, and waved the sword in his hand wildly.

He Sen was in a state of soul, and the sky was white, he blended in well with the environment, silently watching the sword in Mo Tear's hand dance like a silver snake, flashing extremely smoothly, although he still felt a little dissatisfied with Mo Tear's sword moves, but he didn't remind him, he knew that this kid's heart was not dancing the sword, but venting.

As everyone knows, not far away, a huge cedar was bent by the snow, but the straight waist is still like a proud giant, never bow down, next to the cedar stood a woman, wearing a green coat, with a blue belt around her waist, one hand supporting the trunk, constantly coughing, her face looked a little painful, quietly watching the young man in the distance dancing the sword madly, I just felt that there were two tears left on my face.