Regulus slept for five days before waking up.

The first thing he saw was a beautiful woman, and when he fixed his eyes, it was actually snow flying.

"Awake?" As soon as she spoke, Regulus realized that it was the Nether Lord who had taken her place.

"Now that you've returned, I hope you can fulfill the promise you promised me at the Funeral Workshop that day. ”

Xuanyuan has always been mindful of the matter of reincarnation, and the word "master" is difficult to say no matter what.

"You must first help me to become the Lord of Heaven and Earth—or I will not be able to keep her safe. ”

Xuanyuan had no idea that he was being controlled by the Demon Pupil, and he didn't know what he had done during that time.

"I will ask for the fate of Dongfang Boundless and take Cangming and Nirvana first. As for Hidden Die and Mantra, you can figure it out yourself. He had long wanted to unify the other two countries near Xuanming Mountain, but the time was not yet ripe, and many things needed to be considered in the long run.

The Nether Lord's greatest satisfaction with his little apprentice had never been a gift, and every time Regulus could quickly guess his thoughts. As long as he can take down these three great powers, the territory ruled by the Hidden Illusionist will not have any strength to be an enemy of Bai Zhenyuan at all, and if the Mantuo Divine Domain loses the support of the three major powers, Moga will only be an empty name god with nothing to show for it.

"Good. ”

He was about to hold Xuanyuan's hand and temporarily turn the war into a jade silk, but Xuanyuan had already noticed it, but twisted it to the other side and turned his back to him.

The Nether Lord sighed, believing that it was a great joy to see Regulus again. But Xuanyuan is still nostalgic.

"Now that you're snowy, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. ”

Xuanyuan's words reminded the Lord of the Netherworld that he was about to become the most honorable master in the world with a beautiful face, and his voice, words and deeds should also match the appearance of a woman. So, what Xuanyuan meant was to let him go back to the Snow Palace, or to return to the palace where Xue Feitian was imprisoned and continue to stay. By the way, it was Dongfang Boundless who did not kill this woman, and the Lord of the Netherworld found another more convenient way, which must be much faster than Xuanyuan asking for his life.

"Makes sense. Apprentice, come and be a good guest in the teacher's hall in a few days. ”

The Lord of the Netherworld teleported and returned to the palace where Xue Feitian used to live. It is extremely cold and cold, and there is no sunlight all year round, and no one knows about it in the huge deep palace except for Dongfang Wubian and a few people.

He sat quietly on the main hall, recited a few incantations in his mouth, lifted the heart-devouring spell from the Dinghou Mansion, and erased all their memories of the past few days. Only instilled everything about Xuanyuan's Demon Pupil, including his resurrection, and the fragment of killing people in the Snow Palace.

Xuanyuan remembered that he had not been able to kill Xue Feitian's Yuan Shen at that time, and later a woman in a cloak gave him something, saying that it could destroy her Yuan Shen. In this way, the snow will be forever wiped out, and there will be no death.

Then, he was trying to remember where he had gone and what he had done when he lost his mind.

It happened that at this time, Shen Tai and his wife came to Dinghou Mansion to meet him.

Since that day, Xuanyuan hurried to the harem of the Xuan Kingdom to fetch snow and fly to the sky, and Shen Tai has never returned here. And Qianmo also went out with Yan Shuang and has not returned yet.

Xuanyuan tested Qingli at the last dinner, but her composure only strengthened his suspicions. A woman who embroiders at home all day long, can easily deal with such a difficult question by a marquis, and her background is absolutely extraordinary.

He supported Shen Tai to go outside to find Qian Mo and Yan Shuang, although Shen Tai was not happy, he still scolded and went out to find someone.

"Whether your husband will come back for a while or not, now I can tell you who you are. ”

"Hou Ye will know sooner or later, why bother asking aggressively now. Qingli is still tight-lipped and refuses to reveal half a word.

Sure enough, like Shen Tai, his temper was just as hard and smelly. It's really not a family that doesn't enter the door!" Xuanyuan scolded her shamelessly.

Qingli is very good at grasping people's hearts. She expected that he would not use force to force her to comply, and she also made a calculation that he would not embarrass Shen Tai, so she recklessly did not say a word.

Xuanyuan let out a sneer, "What do you think he can bring you when he comes back?"

Millions of years ago, he had seen through the cold-bloodedness of the Nether Lord.

Ever since Xuanyuan took on human form, the Nether Lord began to teach him his spells and cultivation techniques. His comprehension was unprecedented in Bai Zhenyuan's historical records, so he had never seen the Netherworld's Lord blush-faced once during his cultivation. On one occasion, when he was free, he accidentally saw that Drunken Qingfeng was punished by the Lord of the Netherworld to ponder on the forbidden ground of the corridor of day and night for seventy-two hours, and every two hours he sent someone to whip him for an hour, and after the whipping, he sprinkled salt on his wound to let the skin slowly fester, and the next day before the punishment of the whipping, he then ripped off the festering flesh until the white bones were exposed, and then continued to repeat the actions of the day before.

Xuanyuan clearly remembered that it was later due to some happy event that the Lord of the Netherworld made an exception and let go of the drunken breeze for twelve hours. When he saw the bloodstained drunken breeze, he realized what kind of character this master who passed on his spells was.

There is no room for a grain of sand in the eyes of the Lord of the Nether.

When Xuanyuan, who had always valued him, said that he was going to leave the ghost, the Lord of the Netherworld had the intention of killing him. Since he can't keep him, then he must not let the opponent get him, and the best way is to make him a dead man. But he quickly dispelled this idea - Xuanyuan, who had formed the Chixiao Sword Sword Spirit, if he died, then this Chixiao Sword would be difficult to control. Since the birth of the Lord of the Netherworld, Xuanyuan is the only "person" who does not reject the Red Sky Sword. He wasn't really human, just a creature in human form. The Lord of the Netherworld tried many times to recruit him into the Demon Clan, but Xuanyuan politely declined. The reason for Xuanyuan's refusal was that he was bound by his identity, and the Lord of the Netherworld didn't say much.

At that time, in the corridor of day and night, the identity of the demon race was ignored when he walked in various countries. For Xuanyuan, who has just come to this world, he will definitely not choose such an identity.

At the beginning of man, nature is good.

The Lord of the Netherworld didn't force him to change into the Demon Book too much, after all, he also looked at this troubled world with good thoughts, although he later became a Demon Venerable. He thought that he could return the apprentice to a careful and adult beauty, but if it weren't for him, Xuanyuan and Yinsha would not have missed it at least three thousand years ago, and this matter still left a deep mark on Xuanyuan's heart after all.

"A lifetime of a couple. There was some hesitation and hesitation in Qingli's tone.

The answer given by Qingli was very familiar to him.

"What's the quid pro quo?" he continued to ask her.

"Does Master Hou really want to listen?"

The price of the Netherworld's promise is that the Ice Sword is his. The stubble of the Xuanbing Sword was all made by Yu Niang, but now the sword only recognizes Yinsha as the master. Unless the master dies and the sword can't feel the master's breath in the world, he will find a new master and swear allegiance.

Qingli didn't know that if she wanted to hold a sword, she would kill someone.

Say. He was determined to find out what Qingli had to do with the Lord of the Netherworld.

"It's just a sword. Qingli said slowly, "He only needs this sword." ”

Xuanyuan guessed that what the Lord of the Netherworld wanted should be the Xuanbing Sword in Yinsha's hand. The one he and Youjian fought in the Snow Palace on the same day was also a sharp weapon that hit the two of them hard that day. Strange to say, Yinsha used a lot of mana, but when the Xuanbing Sword touched him, he consciously hid a lot of mana. So he just broke his wrist, not as miserable as Youqian. It was only he who felt that the ancient sword in front of him was self-controlled, and even Yinsha didn't notice this.

Xuanyuan wondered how the Lord of the Netherworld could be interested in the Xuanbing Sword. He is very jealous of Cangshan Snow Dragon and can understand, but an ancient sword, in addition to choosing the master, can it have other legitimate uses?

"What do you want that sword for?" Xuanyuan felt that Qingli didn't know either, but he still asked.

Qingli shook her head, and only said, "Probably because I'm afraid of being assassinated." ”

"Assassination?" Xuanyuan remembered that he had never heard of the Xuanbing Sword being able to kill the Lord of the Netherworld, otherwise he would not have teamed up with the Divine Venerable to seal it in Bai Zhenyuan, and wasted a long time meeting with Yinsha.

Xuanyuan decided to wait for tomorrow to ask for his life and go to Mantuo to ask Puhua Tianzun about the truth.

The Lord of the Netherworld successfully deceived Dongfang Wubian as Xue Feitian, and easily captured Dongfang Wubian's verbal permission by pretending to be gentle and soft, so he didn't have to stay here all the time. For so many years, a small dream in his heart has come true-Xue Feitian personally promised to be his woman. He naturally didn't know that the beauty in his arms would be the first demon king in the future, the Lord of the Netherworld.

It is rumored in the harem of the Xuan Kingdom: Dongfang Boundless brought back a beauty from nowhere and raised it in the dormitory.

Xuanyuan, Chen Linghuan, and Qingli all knew very well - that was the Lord of the Netherworld.

His request was quickly approved: it meant that Xuanyuan had to spend the rest of his time on the battlefield, so he would not have much time to live with Yinsha.

Before leaving, he planned to go to the Snow Palace one last time and talk to Yinsha.

The seventy-two formations of the cherry blossom forest have been waiting for him for a long time. For the first time, Xuanyuan broke into the battle in a serious way, just to see her and say a few words.

"Silver Sand. He was happy to see her from the bottom of his heart.

Yinsha turned his back on him, and his heart was mixed, either killing him with a knife to give Snow Palace an explanation, or letting him go with his own selfish desires. She still didn't want to believe that the person she liked had actually killed the other two people closest to her.

"Y-Brother Xuanyuan?" asked Yinsha in a low voice, waiting for his answer.

She had the only expectation: as long as he said no, then she stabbed him to death with a sword, she would definitely not be so sad, just paying for her blind love.

"No, no, no," Yinsha silently recited these two words countless times.

I only heard the man gently bow down and say, "Yinsha, I love you." I don't want you to like me because I'm Regulus, I want you to like me because I'm who I am. ”

Yinsha believed him very much, and it was clear that he was Xuanyuan. As for why he is called Dugu Chengying, it is not very clear, but she doesn't care much.

"I'm sorry. Silversand spun around and stabbed him deep in the chest.

She had tears in her eyes, a look of reluctance and helplessness. Xue Gong needs an explanation, and she also needs to give an explanation to Lan Yu and Jiang Bo, and this sword has to be stabbed.

hurt her loved ones, and only she can understand the pain she endured in her heart.

When Mu Qing came, there were still tears on her pale face.

"From then on, we don't owe each other. ”

Yinsha didn't dare to respond to Xuanyuan's "I love you". She had hurt him many times, light or severe, but not once she had fought for him; in the face of the ironclad evidence of the shape of the wound, she could not suppress the public opinion of the Snow Palace and let him go; she felt that it was worthy of her heart to talk about "love".

When I hear about love, nine times out of ten I am sad.

In Yinsha's heart, their encounter from the beginning was destined to be a tragedy.

It took 500 times to look back in the past life in exchange for a once encounter in this life.

Yinsha would rather not have this encounter. He stayed with her for a long time when she was young, and it was the happiest day of her life. Even going to the Snow Palace to break into the formation, it was his sentence of "Go, I'll wait for you", otherwise Yinsha would not have the courage to walk out of the maze at all.

Xuanyuan was not the slightest defense, and when the Xuanbing Sword pierced into his chest, he felt a trace of coldness - it was a fiery heart that was instantly surrounded by coldness, not the fishy smell of blood gushing out of his chest.

"Why?" asked her vaguely, with a mouthful of blood.

He hadn't remembered that he had ended the lives of two people with his own hands under the control of the Demon Pupil.

"Mu Qing, you send him out. “

Yinsha turned around again after stabbing the sword, she couldn't let Xuanyuan see her crying.

Mu Qing happened to see her decisive decision, and a tall man fell to the ground in front of her and couldn't get up, and the sword hit the vital point. It was the first time he was so excited to see his rival injured, or maybe it was because of jealousy.

Regulus struggled to say "no". Yinsha didn't give him any answer or explanation, he tried his best to find her to say something, and the sword turned into a silent goodbye.

Yinsha, I don't know why you're doing this to me. But my love for you will not change. If I have a life, I want you to give me an explanation to my face, that's all.

Tomorrow will set off for the battle of the two kingdoms. As the commander-in-chief, he was so seriously injured, in order to stabilize the army's heart, only Yan Shuang knew this news. After Xuanyuan knew that Qingli belonged to the camp of the Lord of the Netherworld, he also had a lot of contact with Shen Tai.

Qian Mo in the house didn't know where to get the news, saying that Hongkui was imprisoned in a place, and simply packed some clothes and left the Dinghou Mansion. He left a brief letter to Xuanyuan: saying that it was this long-term war, and he probably wouldn't go.

See the old thing that forgets its righteousness.

Xuanyuan is actually very envious of Qianmo in his heart: give up everything for the person he likes. doesn't care about anything, what war, what saves people, the first and second in Qianmo's eyes are only Hongkui. But he can't, and neither can Yinsha.

Yan Shuang found a qualified doctor to bandage Xuanyuan, and the doctor said that no matter how deep this sword is, it will be a centimeter to the left, even if it is a Daluo Immortal, there is no way to return to the sky.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xuanyuan's mouth: After all, you are not willing to let me die.

The doctor prescribed medicine for ten days in a row. After Yan Shuang wiped it on for him, he fell asleep deeply.

In his sleep, he came to the Snow Palace with the Zhan Lu sword.

Jiang Bo and Lan Yu both died tragically under his sword, and he strode away along a path.

Could this be why Silver Sands killed me?

The truth and falsehood in the dream make people foggy and difficult to distinguish.