"The sword comes. Mo burst into tears, quietly waiting for the blood-killing heavy sword to return to his hand, but after a long time, he still didn't see the figure of the sword, he looked surprised and a little at a loss.

Lin Xiaomu snorted, thinking that he was acting again, looked at him with disdain, and said, "Are you interesting like this? Fun, have you had enough?"

Mo Tear looked helpless, and didn't want to refute, so he yelled again, "The sword comes, the sword comes." ”

But after a long time, there was still no change, and Mo Tear was completely annoyed and angry, but more worried, because in that sword, there was also his master's old man? Although the old man was angry with him and scolded him at every turn, in his heart, the old man was his master, and this relationship would never change, he didn't expect that the sword that had been tried and tested for a hundred times would come now, but now it was invalid, how could he not be angry.

And Lin Xiaomu didn't know this, continued to watch his superb performance, and scolded again, "Haven't you had enough fun? If you don't want to go out, just say it, you don't have to act like this, it's very tiring." ”

Mo Tear was also angry at the moment, and he suppressed the sullenness in his heart, and said, "I didn't act, so I really can't get the sword back, and there is still my master in the sword, so it's troublesome." ”

Everyone else was stunned, looking at him one after another, the anger in Mo Tear's heart was hard to dissipate, and he tried his best to adjust his emotions, and after a long time, he calmed down slightly, and introduced to them the process of his acquaintance with He Sen in the shortest language.

......

At the same time, in the main hall, on the huge stone seat, there was a thin man, the man's hair was slightly white, his face was slow and yellow, and a pair of inky black eyes seemed to contain the sky, this person was the Demon King.

And He Ye and He Tian stood beside him separately, looking a little uneasy and embarrassed, like strangers, unfamiliar, not at all like relatives who have deep feelings and have not seen each other for many years.

Directly below, Han Yu stood slightly in the center of the earth, motionless, like a sculpture.

At this moment, the Demon Lord's well-defined fingers were holding the blood-killing heavy sword, quietly inspecting it, and from time to time his hand trembled, as if the sword was speeding out of his hand again.

The Demon Lord laughed loudly, "Yes, yes, this sword actually recognizes the master, yes, yes, that man has finally come." ”

Han Yu, He Ye and He Tian were full of confusion, they didn't understand what he was talking about, but none of them dared to ask.

"Old Han, how have you been all these years!" the Demon Lord asked with concern.

He Tian was stunned when he heard this title, he knew that General Han had always been his father's right-hand man, but he didn't expect their relationship to be so good, if this was the case, his condescending attitude towards him for so many years was not a big rebellion.

"My subordinates have been fine all these years, thank you for your concern. Han Yu said respectfully in the afternoon.

The Demon Lord was instantly displeased, his eyes were surprised, and he snorted.

Han Yu knew what he meant, so he said helplessly, "I still think that there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and they should not be called by the name of the military lord. ”

The Demon Lord laughed loudly, "What's wrong with calling it like this, aren't we brothers in life and death! If you call it wrong again in the future, then don't blame me for beating you." ”

He Ye was completely stunned, the relationship between these two people can only be described in good words, this is completely like a person, He Ye is a little suspicious of their relationship at the moment, it may be better than the relationship between his father and mother.

Indeed, the relationship between the Demon Lord and Han Yu is as close as a brother, and the two of them have experienced a lot, so they trust each other, otherwise, he would not have handed over all the Demon Clan's full authority to Han Yu during the retreat, and even entrusted his young son and daughter to take care of him.

Naturally, he did not live up to the trust of the demon lord beyond ordinary people, he gave all his concepts and all his abilities to He Ye, one of the biggest concepts is that there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, he doesn't want to be the same as Ye and his father, pay too much attention to brotherly feelings, if this is the case, he can only be a person who values human affection and righteousness, and cannot be a rational king, so since he was a child, he has created an illusion for He Ye, that is, this general is just his master, and he is the king, he grasps these two roles very well.

The Demon Lord turned his head to look at He Ye and He Tian, seeing that they had changed so much, he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and said seriously, "Your Uncle Han, have you listened carefully to your teachings over the years?"

At this moment, he pretended to be a strict father, although he was very satisfied with their existence, he didn't want to praise them, but his tone was a little questioning.

He Ye looked embarrassed, he kept calling General Han, but at this time he suddenly became Uncle Han, how could he consciously accept this?

"Uncle Han Jiang is very strict with us, and he has taken our teachings to heart. Although He Ye didn't admit it for the time being, he had to change his name in his mouth.

The Demon Lord nodded, then looked at Hetian, and said decadently, "Father has not been by your side all these years, I am really sorry for you, and after all these years, I have not come up with a way to suppress the demon bloodline in your body." ”。

The Demon Lord's face obviously contained deep sadness and remorse, the reason why he had been in retreat for many years was that on the one hand, he went to something else, and on the other hand, this was relying on his absolute cultivation to try to suppress the demon bloodline in his body.

"Father, you don't have to worry, my illness has been cured, and the Demon Lord's bloodline has completely merged with me, and it won't get out of control. "And the sky said.

Hearing this, the Demon Lord was a little incredulous, and said in confusion, "Really?

He Ye just wanted to speak, but was robbed by Hetian, she thought it was a good opportunity, just a good opportunity for that stinky boy.

"It was a Terran boy who cured me. And Tian immediately said.

The Demon Lord fell into deep thought, and after a moment, he threw the sword in his hand at Han Yu and said, "Old Han, this sword has been broken for so many years, and it is time for it to be completed." ”

Han Yu grabbed the sword, nodded, and turned around and walked out.

"Hetian, I want to meet that Terran boy. The Demon Lord continued,

He Tian was very happy, which proved that there was hope of saving their lives, and she quickly took a light step and disappeared in an instant.

The Demon Lord's eyes were the same, and he sighed casually, "Sure enough, it's long." ”

He Ye was still standing aside, quietly looking at his father, no longer the person he remembered in his childhood, he had lost a lot of weight, and his hair was much grayer.

......

In an instant, Hetian had already come to the iron prison, and he didn't care about the others, and said directly to the ink tears, "My father wants to see you." ”

Mo was stunned for a moment, why did another person pop up? Dare to love those who came before can't make the decision. Not only timidly asked, "Do you have any relatives like grandpa and grandpa?" ”

Kazuten was surprised, why did he ask such a strange question? Surely his brain was frightened?

"Probably not. "And Tian really doesn't know about this issue.

Mo Tear thought in his heart that he was really a pampered princess, and he didn't even know the life or death of his relatives, was this still a human being? But he looked at the two small scales on his head in an instant, and thought, yes! They were not human beings in the first place, maybe their tradition was so cold-blooded.

"Then are you the boss here?" Mo Tear said again, he didn't want to do something useless, in case another three aunts and eight aunts popped up again, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

Seeing his strange face, He Tian asked, "Do you want to go or not?"

Mo Tear smiled coldly and spread his hands, "Do I have a choice?"

"Now that you know, let's go. He said coldly.

Mo Tear explained a few words to the others, followed her, and walked out of the iron prison.

Along the way, Hetian kept telling him some tips on how to deal with it, although he didn't know if he could use these skills, but it was also her temporary summary, and she was unhappy if she didn't say it.

Mo Tear listened to her words silently, and deeply doubted in his heart the truth of these words.

"Princess, a few days ago, I really didn't look at your body, so I didn't offend you, you just watched me desperately save you, can you let me go?" Mo Tear said softly, he still thought in his heart at the moment that the other party would definitely not let go of himself easily, and none of the words he said to him were true.

He Tian has also seen what it means to be helpless, I haven't seen a few weirdos in my life, and suddenly I saw such a weird person, she really couldn't keep up, the other party's whimsical thinking.

A trace of anger flashed in Hetian's eyes, but he didn't attack, and his soft voice became a little louder, "You can die, good or bad." ”

He Tian shook off this sentence, and walked forward quickly in a huff, and he was stunned with tears, not knowing what he had done wrong? Looking at his distant body, he immediately followed.

It didn't take long for him to come to the main hall, the first time was naturally to investigate the surroundings, this is a habit he has developed over the years, some of the big ones around are terrible, except for the faint fire lighting, there is no other illumination, so there is some darkness inside, and there is also a dim fire all around.

Looking at the Demon Lord sitting on the steps and He Ye standing next to him, he immediately saw the relationship between these two people.

"Are you the Demon Lord?" asked Mo Tear directly.

The Demon Lord looked at him in a trance, and when he heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses, "I am the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan and Kun, who are you, young man?"

"Ink tears. ”

"You're a few steps ahead,"

Mo Tear was stunned for a moment, but still listened to his words, and slowly took two steps forward.

The Demon Lord looked at him silently for a long time, silent, and Mo Tear looked more anxious and worried.

"You were the one who cured my daughter's illness. There was a glimmer of brilliance in the Demon Lord's bland eyes, and there was also an excitement in his voice that was difficult to hide.

"Yes. Mo tearfully replied, "But you don't keep your word and promise to let us go afterwards, but you don't seem to plan to do it, if you have anything to say, please say it directly, don't beat around the bush." ”

Mo Tear spoke more directly this time, and there was no longer as calm and calm as before, the grievances and helplessness of these days were multiplied in his heart, where would he still be in the mood to flatter them.

"Really?" the Demon Lord turned his head to look at He Ye, "I don't know about this matter, but since I promised you, I will definitely do it." ”

Mo Tear was surprised in his heart, did he promise so happily? Don't you kill me? Do you want to do other ghosts?

Although Mo Tear couldn't believe the words of this old man who seemed to be old at the moment, it was also his anxious mood that calmed down a little.

"Also, give me back your sword. Mo Tear opened his mouth to ask for it, but in fact, he didn't care about the sword, he said that what he cared about was the existence of his master in the sword.

He Ye finally couldn't help it, he took a small step forward and pointed at him, and shouted, "Stinky boy, don't go too far, that sword is a sacred relic of our demon race, how can it be given to you?"

The Demon Lord glanced at He Ye, coughed lightly, and Ye You can understand, took half a step back, and stood quietly back in place.

"Who cares about your broken sword, it's heavy and hard to use. Ink Tears lowered her head and muttered quietly in her mouth.

The Demon Lord heard it, but he pretended not to know, and said calmly, "That Bai Yuan Sword, since you are the master, it is naturally yours, and no one can take it, but that sword is not finished yet, and it is being rebuilt at the moment." ”

Mo Tear's pupils gradually contracted, his face became frightened, and he shouted loudly, "No, my master is still in that sword?" ”

He Ye and He Tian didn't understand what he was talking about, and the Demon Lord still had a flat face, and said, "Don't worry, he'll be fine." ”

Mo Tear didn't know that when he called for the sword to come, the Demon Lord was holding the hilt of the sword and examining it carefully, and at that time she felt that there was a trace of soul in the sword.

"Okay, I believe you, if my master really has three long and two short...... I'll fight with you. ”

The ink tears are violent, the eyes are fierce, the expression is majestic and terrifying, and the tone is extremely indifferent.

The Demon Lord smiled and said, "This gentleman's words have always counted. ”

......

In a huge cave, there is a raging fire, hammers of different sizes everywhere, and huge wooden buckets.

A strong man, lying on his chest, sweat had already soaked his whole body, only to see them carrying hammers one by one, cooperating with the tacit understanding to hit the giant sword on the smooth stone slab.

The percussion body is very regular, extremely crisp and pleasant, two short and one long, two light and one heavy, which sounds refreshing.

A hammer fell on the giant sword, the ice cracks covered by the sword body, the gaps became bigger and bigger, more and more, and the iron lumps that surrounded the sword body like carbon black like rust fell off little by little, and every impact would cause fire and light, and the ground would shake.