12. Chapter 12
"It's a lot of work to make up a set of laws, right?" Demon dignity sΓΉ face.
Xuanli hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"So, you have to have a quiet environment, right?"
Xuanli continued to nod.
"Good." The Demon Venerable waved his sleeves and walked out the door, "Then you can make up the law in the room, if you can't make it up, you won't be allowed to come out." After saying that, he locked the door with a lock as he stepped out of the threshold.
Xuanli who clearly heard the sound of the lock falling in the room: (ββ)
Looking down at the pile of white paper in front of him in confusion, Xuanli silently pulled Du Niang out again.
"You-" Bai Hua stood outside the door, watching the Demon Venerable put the key in the storage ring, twitching the corners of his mouth, feeling that he was really old, and the thoughts of the younger generation really couldn't guess.
"Huh?" The Demon Venerable lifted his eyelids and signaled to Bai Hua to say something quickly.
Opening his mouth, Bai Hua finally knew what to say: "You forgot to lock the window." He pointed to the side hall where Xuanli was, and signaled that the windows could be opened at will.
Glancing at Bai Hua with great contempt, the Demon Venerable said, "Do you really think that this seat doesn't know? β
White Birch: "......"
After pulling Bai Hua aside, estimating that Xuanli couldn't hear what they said, the Demon Venerable explained unhurriedly: "How can this seat really confine him up? It's just a show, he can go if he wants, it's just not so open. β
Birch served.
After that, the Demon Venerable didn't care about Bai Hua's reaction, and walked directly to the outside of the Chongxiao Palace: "Keep up." β
Bai Hua was stunned for a moment, glanced back at the side hall where Xuanli was, and then immediately followed the pace of the Demon Venerable in confusion. After walking for a while, Bai Hua found that the Demon Venerable seemed to be preparing to go south, and if the estimation was good, the Demon Venerable was ready to start moving; Taken aback by the thought in his heart, Bai Hua hurriedly asked, "Are you going to go alone?" β
"Yes."
"You're crazy." Stopped, Bai Hua's face turned pale.
The Demon Venerable turned his head, the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask were slightly hooked, and the dark color in his eyes sank: "This seat has always been a madman. β
Mo Yan pinched the teacup in his hand, and his palms were full of sweat. It would be impossible to say that he didn't know why the Demon Venerable had come. But what he didn't understand was how sure the Demon Venerable was that he dared to come to him with only Bai Hua, who was considered powerless.
After seeing the methods of the Demon Venerable, Mo Yan didn't think he would do anything meaningless, and he already knew his small actions below.
After settling down, Mo Yan smiled: "I don't know what advice Lord Demon Venerable has for coming to the Humble House?" β
"Advice?" Putting aside the teacup that he had been playing with for a long time, Demon Zun raised his head with a cold look in his eyes: "Don't you dare to be." Mo Yan's smile suddenly froze on his face.
Bai Hua smiled and said nothing.
Now the distribution of the alliance's forces is complicated, and the Red Flame Demon Venerable has been suppressing the old faction since he came to power, and for a while, there are many complaints within the alliance; Recently, the Red Flame Demon Venerable has been like a mad demon again, and has begun to liquidate on a large scale, and has also formulated a series of new rules and regulations, which has really damaged the interests of many forces.
Mo Yan belonged to the old department of the previous Demon Venerable, speaking of which, he was still the elder of the Red Flame Demon Venerable, but so what, since the Red Flame Demon Venerable began to ruthlessly suppress their faction, he had long been dissatisfied, and he had been trying to collude with another alliance, the "Mingyue Platform", to annex the "Chongxiao Palace".
You say that he is unkind and wolf-hearted, even if he is dissatisfied with the Red Flame Demon Venerable, he should not collude with outsiders to annex the Chongxiao Palace? Hah, yes so what? He's a demon, not a gentleman.
Standing up and pretending to laugh heartily, Mo Yan glanced at the demon servant on the side, and arched his hand towards the demon venerable: "The demon venerable said this, but it can be a pain for the old man." β
The squire quietly stepped back.
"Oh? I can't see it from this seat. The Demon Venerable seemed to unconsciously shake his hand, and suddenly three wind blades condensed, heading straight for the demon servant.
The speed of the wind blade was extremely fast, and it was impossible to dodge, and the demon squirt was cut into four pieces by the wind blade without even letting out a scream, and the blood gushed up to the ceiling, and then slowly flowed down the wall.
The one who can still hold back his temper at this time is the saint, Mo Yan's face suddenly changed, and he scolded: "What do you mean? β
"It's not clear?" Removing his feet in disgust, avoiding the blood stains that had splattered him, the Demon Venerable sighed, a little "I explained it so clearly, why don't you know".
Bai Hua explained softly on the side: "What the Demon Venerable means is that you are going to die today. β
"What?!" When Mo Yan heard this, his eyes widened, and he looked incredulous, "The old man has been born and died for the alliance for so many years, and in the end, it turned out to be this ......" As he spoke, he lowered his shoulders, lowered his head, and said in a sad voice: "Since this is the case, since this is the case-" He suddenly summoned the twin knives and slashed at the head of the Demon Venerable on the side: "Then there is nothing to scruple about." β
The sound of "clicking" bones breaking was quite clear, and the Demon Venerable sitting on the stool didn't seem to react at all because it was too close, and his head was cut off by Mo Yan at once; The head in the black iron mask "gurgled" on the ground a few times, leaving a crimson patch, and finally rested at the feet of the white birch.
Bai Hua looked at the head at his feet, did not move, and looked stunned.
Demon Venerable's body was still sitting upright in the distance, and the hem of his clothes was dripping red blood beads.
With a sneer, Mo Yan shook the flesh and blood on the knife, and said to Bai Hua over there: "It seems that the Red Flame Demon Venerable is nothing more than that. β
Bai Hua stood up, ignored Mo Yan, and walked out.
Mo Yan felt funny, and shouted at Bai Hua's figure, "Do you really think you can get out alive?" β
Bai Hua paused, turned his head slightly, and said, "Don't make blood splash if you kill people in the future, it's hard to wash your clothes." β
"Who do you think you are? Dare to talk to me like that? Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, put the knife aside, and was proud, "However, since you said so, how about I leave you a whole corpse?" β
Bai Hua smiled and said, "I'm not talking to you. β
Mo Yan felt inexplicable, and his heart was even more irritable, and when he was about to get rid of Bai Hua with a knife, he suddenly put a hand on his shoulder: "He is talking to this seat." β
He's not dead?! That's impossible! His eyes widened in disbelief, and the knuckles of the fingers of Mo Yan's hand holding the knife turned white, but he didn't have the courage to look back and understand.
Demon Venerable wore a black iron mask and stuck his head out from behind Mo Yan's shoulders and sighed, "You are still so impatient. β
Seeing the Demon Venerable come out, Bai Hua nodded to him and then turned his head and continued to walk out.
"Huh." After seeing Bai Hua walk out, the Demon Venerable patted Mo Yan's shoulder and signaled with his chin: "Take a look." β
couldn't stand the pressure, and looked at the Demon Venerable's gesture, Mo Yan's face twitched, and his facial features were distorted - the corpse sitting on the stool had become another at some point, and judging from the clothes, it was Mo Yan's son.
It is extremely difficult for the demon to have his own offspring, so since Mo Yan has his own son, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as holding it in the palm of his hand. Obviously, it was the head of the Demon Venerable that was cut off, but in the end it became his own son, Mo Yan couldn't help but look at the blood stains on the ground, only to see that the head had round eyes, and most of the hair was pasted on his face, and he couldn't look at it.
Mo Yan trembled unconsciously.
"You must have something to tell this seat, right?" Demon Venerable said.
Shortly after Bai Hua walked out of the lobby, there was a "boom" sound behind him, accompanied by a beam of light that soared into the sky, and the smoke and dust from the collapse of the palace rose into the air, and then quickly spread around.
All of this was just a breath away, and a palatial palace was reduced to a pile of ruins.
With such a big movement, it was impossible for Mo Yan's guards not to notice it, and Bai Hua stood in the center of the square, watching a team of demon generals not far away rushing towards here. Frowning, Bai Hua sat on the ground, his hem was arranged in a fan shape behind him, and then he summoned the green jade qin, put it on his lap, and put his ten fingers on the strings, and when he was about to pick up the first string, the voice of the Demon Venerable came from behind him: "You stand down." β
After a moment of silence, Bai Hua took the green jade qin back, stood up, and stepped back. Without asking why, without saying a word, Bai Hua passed by the Demon Venerable, stood behind him, and watched the Demon Venerable summon his blood jade knife, without using the magic circle, without using magic power, he directly held the knife and slashed at the demon general who rushed up.
This confrontation between the Demon Venerable and Mo Yan's demon general should be described as a massacre. It was completely a one-sided slaughter by the Demon Venerable, and the red, blood-colored knife that exuded an ominous aura was like a bloodthirsty monster in the hands of the Demon Venerable, perfectly absorbing the hot blood from those self-defeating demon generals between flips; The skulls rolled around on the ground, the blood solidified, and the lucky immortal demon general clung to the stump and howled, trying to crawl out of the Shura field, but was crushed by the corpses of his companions.
When only the Demon Venerable was left standing, he stood there for a long time, and at his feet was a small puddle of blood that pooled together, soaking his ankles.
"Ahh Standing there, he sighed contentedly, withdrew the knife, and the Demon Venerable walked towards Bai Hua, and a series of blood-colored footprints appeared on the white square with his steps, which were particularly dazzling.
Even from afar, Bai Hua could smell the sweet smell of blood on the Demon Venerable.
Standing in front of Bai Hua, the Demon Venerable paused and opened his arms at him.
Bai Hua: ?!
"What are you doing in a daze, get this seat clean."
ββ¦β¦ Lord Demon Venerable, dare to ask you to bring your subordinates just for this? β
"Or else?" The Demon Venerable glanced at the stunned Bai Hua with disdain, "You can't use force." Okay, don't talk nonsense, I have to rush back to see Xuanli, hurry up. β
Bai Hua's face suddenly turned black with ink.
If this situation was described by Xuan Li, he would definitely say that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping through Elder Bai's heart.