The coronation ceremony was finally completed without any danger. Now the evil has become the rightful king of the demon world.

The all-night feast is unprecedented, with countless delicacies from the mountains and seas, delicious food and wine; Singing and dancing, fairies like clouds as if in a fairyland; The heads and elders of all ethnic groups, princes and grandchildren, all nodded and raised their glasses to the evil.

However, the evil not only did not touch the wine, but also had a cold expression throughout the whole process, refused to be thousands of miles away, and made a small appearance at the banquet for a while, and then quietly left. is so ignorant of "etiquette", which makes those guys angry.

After a day of tossing around with complicated rituals, he bathed immediately after returning to the dormitory to wash away the cheesiness on his body. Then, spread out the scroll on the bookcase.

But seeing the evil and dark luck divine power, between the air condensation between the fingers, a sparkling Zihao pen appeared out of thin air. He concentrated on writing hard, the pen was like a clear water, the iron painting silver hook, the awe-inspiring atmosphere was extraordinary.

After dawn, it will be the 10,000-year Demon Realm Meeting, which will decide the affairs of the Demon Realm for the next 10,000 years. So he raced against time and wrote the ambition in his heart into an outline.

The Ghost King turned back into an elephant-trunked snow shell worm, like a bright glowing firefly, quietly haunting beside him under the lonely and fleeting cold candle flame. Faithfully guarded.

The two seem to have returned to a thousand years ago, on the shore of the strange Lengxiu Lake, that cold and quiet wonderful time.

Xiaobai was not by the side of the evil at this time. Since the coronation ceremony, Xiaobai seems to be in a very good mood, and during the dinner, he went to drink with his companions. There is no Xiaobai chirping beside him, and there is no need to quarrel with Xiaobai, the rare ears are quiet, there is no distraction from the evil heart, and the thinking is clearer, and the outline is written before dawn.

The pen in his hand dissipated like a phantom, and the evil spirit, who was busy for most of the night, slowly stood up from the front of the desk......

Unexpectedly, there was a burst of dizziness that invaded the soul, and the thin and thin body suddenly fell back weakly like a dead leaf. The frightened weevil-trunked snow shell immediately flew over, and before it could fall the evil to the ground, it turned back into the appearance of the ghost king, and hugged the evil spirit.

The Ghost King lowered his eyebrows and saw that in the past few days, the blood on that cold face had completely faded in the moment just now, and he was pale and haggard like a terminally ill person.

"Master, why is this happening?" The ghost king hugged the evil in fear and panic, and asked in a trembling voice.

"This is a dead body, barely sustained with the power of my soul, and it is almost at the end...... I just hope that I can hold out until the end of the Demon Realm...... Whether the Demon Realm can achieve freedom, equality, and peace in the next 10,000 years depends on the next three days! Leaning the evil general's head into the ghost king's arms, he said with difficulty.

When the ghost king heard this, he was so sad that he burst into tears, and said guiltily: "Everything is my fault! It was I who used the most cruel means to push my master into a desperate situation step by step, and I also killed my master with my own hands...... What an unforgivable thing I have done to my master! ”

"I don't blame you at all. This is a predestined fate, so don't feel sorry for me......" Even if his face is withered, Jiangxie's black eyes are still bright and terrifying. He smiled softly and continued, "Tomorrow, I have something important to ask you. Also, when I'm gone, let those men come back to you! I can see that they are loyal to you and that you value them. Maybe under your leadership, you can benefit the ...... of the Demon Realm."

"The host...... What are you talking about? Your divine power is boundless, how can you die so easily? When the ghost king heard the evil words, he felt as if he was confessing his last words, and his heart was so sad, but at the same time there was an indescribable shock.

The Ghost King remembered that in the morning, Dieyi, Yifeng, and Yingwu made trouble at the coronation ceremony, forcing the evil with Hongling's life. Instead of killing them, Jiang Xie let them go tolerantly, for his own sake!

Seeing that the general evil was getting weaker and weaker, the ghost king said sadly: "Master, don't hurt your spirits anymore, rest for a while!" Then he carefully picked up the evil spirit. Only then did he realize that the evil had no strength at all, and he was left to his own support. And the thin body was as light as nothing. The Ghost King's heart aches!

Before he could reach the bed, the ghost king heard the faint voice of the general evil again.

"I didn't expect that only you don't dislike me...... Xie Lu Xie ......" said with evil sadness, his eyes drooped, and crystal tears slipped down his pale cheeks.

The first time the ghost king saw the evil so sad and wept, his heart ached! In front of people, that indifference and ruthlessness are just pretending. The heart of evil is softer and more responsive than fine water......

The ghost king understood his master's thoughts in an instant, and pleaded excitedly: "Master, do you miss Shenlong Xiaobai and Bat Xiaod?" I'll call them over to you right away, and I'll explain it to them! ”

"No, it's useless. Especially the little white...... He wouldn't have accepted me. Part of my soul is transformed by demons...... The evil demon is Xiaobai's enemy who killed his father and mother, and he also killed Xiaobai's stillborn...... Mu Wei came to die in order to purify the evil demons. I am indeed the enemy of Xiaobai...... "The evil is another eye-open, and tears are shed.

Seeing that the evil was sad for Xiaobai, the ghost king said indignantly: "Even if half of your soul is an evil demon, the other half is Mu Weilai!" Didn't Xiaobai keep saying that he swore to follow Mu Weilai to the death? Moreover, didn't Xiaobai accept the phantom night master who was also the soul of the evil demon and Mu Weilai? Why can't I accept you? ”

The evil general buried his face in the arms of the ghost king, and said softly: "That's because I have the evil spirit, the evil demon, the Perth, and Mu Weilai...... Even all the memories of the Phantom Night...... And the child in the phantom night is just a pure white paper. He sobbed slightly, obviously in pain, but so weak that he didn't even have the strength to cry out loud.

A person who has endured the memory of several lifetimes of reincarnation carries a heavy pain on his shoulders that others cannot understand and understand. And when he was willing to bear everything and reincarnate as a human being in order to continue his previous relationship, but was snubbed and hurt by his most important partner, that kind of pain was worse than death!

Finally understood the pain of the evil spirit, the ghost king was extremely heavy, and gently put the evil on the collapse, and helped him tidy up his clothes and quilt. All the movements are so thoughtful, gentle, and natural. Because the ghost king knew that at this moment, the only one who could care for that painful soul was himself......

The evil tears looked at the candle and bronze mirror on the couch......

In the bronze realm, the person with a sad face and a withered face seemed to be another self, and he could only hear him muttering to himself sadly: "Ah Ye, do you really not want to wake up?" ”

A few months ago in Lengxiu Lake, when Phantom Night was pierced in the heart by Xiao Bai with an obsidian sword, the evil spirit once appeared in the consciousness of Phantom Night in the image of Mu Weilai and persuaded him to continue to live. But this time, after exhausting all the strategies of the evil spirit, he couldn't have a sense of the phantom night, and in despair, he had to directly dominate this body and continue to do what the phantom night had not done.

"You're the one in charge of this shell! I appeared in this state and had to be maintained by consuming a lot of soul power...... I can't hold it anymore......"

In the intermittent silence, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

During the day, the cold look of rejecting people for thousands of miles disappeared. In front of me, it was just a sick and frail boy who had not been delayed, with a calm sleeping face with sad tears......

Looking at such an evil spirit, the ghost king's heart was broken. He just sat on the edge of the couch in a daze, staring at the evil man quietly, and didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that inadvertently, the master who had finally reunited would leave him again.