At the suggestion of An Mixiu, almost no one except the three of them knew the starting point of Chenming and Shaqiluo.

Near a certain lava sea in the First Hell, all that was left was the heat and heat, and the only thing left was a raging firestorm that often raged over the crimson ocean.

"One last word, I would like to remind you that no matter whether or not you can complete the mission on this trip, Shakiro is not allowed to use any magic. ”

Standing on the barrier on the shore, An Mixiu opened his mouth and instructed, "Also, Hestifo is a holy country, not like the eastern kingdom before you, don't try to let the angels rule the faith there, otherwise you will definitely die." ”

"Don't worry, she's around, and I won't mess around. ”

Feeling the solemnity in An Mixiu's tone, Chen Ming squeezed the clenched little hand and said, "I will protect her well." ”

"I'm even more worried about you. ”

Glancing at the sworn youth, An Mixiu looked at Shaqiluo, who had never spoken, "In order to prevent you from getting angry because of him and unconsciously making a move, I temporarily sealed your magic power, and the seal will not be opened unless someone threatens you, understand?"

"The seal can't trap me. ”

Shakira was dressed in a white dress, standing on the edge of the magma, looking extremely dazzling.

"Of course I know I can't trap you. ”

An Mixiu smiled bitterly, "This seal is just so that when something happens, I can feel it at any time and go to the rescue." ”

Shaqiluo listened casually, but Chen Ming, who was beside her, listened carefully, he knew that what An Mixiu said was not really just to Shaqiluo, but more to emphasize the latter's importance to hell, an invisible pressure enveloped his heart.

"Even if my whereabouts are revealed, they still won't kill me. ”

As if sensing Chenming's emotional changes, Shaqiluo raised her eyes and said seriously. "Even a god can't kill me. ”

"Very powerful Shaqira, even if they can't kill you, I won't allow anyone to hurt you, even if it's a god, you have to step on my corpse to reach you. ”

Chen Ming said with a smile, his gaze was extremely firm, as if the road ahead was full of thorns, he would not be afraid of half a point, and he would not retreat half a step!

"Don't feed me your dog food, a lonely old man. ”

An Mixiu pursed his lips and said, "Remember what I said, everything, be careful, if you encounter a problem that cannot be solved, no matter what, you must retreat with your whole body!"

Chen Ming nodded, "Okay." ”

An Mixiu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he couldn't say it, so he had to sigh and say, "Forget it, everything can only depend on you, I am waiting for your triumph in hell." ”

He turned, reached out and scratched through the air, and a twisted crack appeared in front of them.

"I've prepared your foothold, and after that, I, hell, will not provide any more help,"

An Mixiu looked at him sincerely, "Although Hestifu is sacred, it is not without the existence of the minions of hell, and in the early stage, they will help you. ”

"Hmm. ”

Chen Ming nodded seriously, and then pulled Shaqiluo to step into the crack behind An Mixiu without hesitation, and in the next moment, the crack quietly closed.

An Mixiu still stood there, not looking back, and it was a long time before he took a step and headed towards the mountains in the distance.

......

Of all the spaces in the Demon Palace, the Elder Pavilion can be regarded as the most cramped, only less than forty square meters of room, there is no sky, no sunlight, there is just a long table, on both sides of the table, there are stone chairs with delicate carvings, and in the dim space, there are only night pearls that exude a faint light, releasing a faint light.

"If you're here, why hide it?"

On the main seat, looking at the empty conference table, An Mixiu spoke, "Come out, we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

"Whew. ”

With a slight sound, a young figure appeared in the seat closest to An Mixiu.

The seats in the Elder Pavilion are all characteristic, if it is not the identity that should be sitting, it is impossible to sit in a certain position at all, but the seat of the first boy and An Mixiu is the most recent, which shows that the identity of the person who came is extremely not low.

The young man didn't speak immediately, but opened the book in his hand before slowly speaking, "She left?"

"Well, left. ”

Looking at the pale but handsome young man, An Mixiu said indifferently, "Isn't this the result you want?"

"Don't question. ”

Hearing the resentment in An Mixiu's mouth, the young man was not angry, he spoke, "This is also what you want. ”

"Don't tell me the same as you!"

An Mixiu shouted angrily, "You outsiders!

"Don't forget, she, like us, is an outsider. ”

The young man smiled, closed the book, and said, "My first ancestor Catherine, but her aunt ......"

The anger stopped abruptly, it was obvious that what the young man said was true, and he also knew it, leaning back in his chair decadently, An Mixiu sighed, "Then you shouldn't have lured her out......"

"It was not me who seduced her, but your successor. ”

The boy said, "Rest assured, they will be safe." ”

"Is your purpose really just to hurt her?"

An Mixiu's eyes flickered and he asked, "Rahman, I want to hear you tell the truth!"

That's right, the only person who can sit next to An Mixiu and provoke him with such careless words is the fire dragon Igreil, except for the vampire emperor who is on an equal footing.

"I'm telling the truth. ”

Rahman said softly, "If she is not injured in the human world, no matter how hell it is, even if the three of us work together, we will only end up like your teacher, and we will be wiped out." ”

"Even if she's hurt, you're still dead. ”

An Mixiu said, "The ending is the same, why can't you give up?

"Follow the trajectory of the world?

Rahman shook his head and smiled, and said, "Two thousand years ago, we seemed to have won, but in fact, the evidence of the seventy-two demon kings was destroyed to only fifty-two, on the other hand, in heaven, their seventy-two divine mansions are still standing today, why is this, you who know everything, shouldn't you know better than me?"

An Mixiu was stunned, the legends that Chen Ming saw were not groundless, but the more detailed things were not something that could be found in books.

As the highest combat power of heaven and hell, the number of gods and demon kings has corresponded since ancient times, there are seventy-two gods in heaven, and there are seventy-two demon kings in hell.

Of course, whether it is a demon king or a god, every other era, there will be a phenomenon of alternating between the old and the new, and the only immortal and unchanged thing is the evidence of the demon king that symbolizes his magical characteristics and power, and the god's mansion.

This is a treasure left behind by the world at the beginning of the world, and it is difficult to destroy.

However, what is unbelievable is that the divine war 2,000 years ago has rewritten this fact.

The war between the two realms, which should not have come so early, kicked off with a strange sneak attack by the gods, but even if it was caught off guard, the hell with the seventy-two demon kings still took advantage of the local area, suppressing the gods so much that it was difficult to raise their heads.

But later, the god who retreated to the border, but he didn't know where he got the power, quickly defeated many demon kings, and crushed Hell again in the form of destroying and decaying.

Originally, the hell side didn't notice that something was wrong, but over time, they discovered the abnormality, among the dead demon kings, among their descendants, there were no new demon kings, and the evidence of the demon kings that symbolized the demon kings did not appear to select other successors.

But it was a war at that time, and they didn't have time to continue the investigation at all, until more than a hundred years later, the war was over, and the demon kings who died in the war, their demon king's evidence, still didn't have any response.

Things have developed to this point, and the doubts of the Demon Palace have gradually increased, and under pressure, An Mixiu proposed to investigate in person.

After a series of investigations, the final result made all the demons in hell fall into panic.

The Demon King's Credentials have been destroyed......

In the long course of time, there are only a handful of powers that can destroy the evidence of the Demon King, the two ancient gods of creation who are hidden, their daughter Hyuna who has died, and the order and will that symbolize the supremacy of the two worlds, only these can destroy the source of the essence derived from the two worlds.

The Evidence of the Demon King, the Mansion of the Gods, represents the very different characteristics of evil and righteousness, and there are seventy-two kinds of them, which stand opposite to each other.

Destroying the Demon King's Evidence or the Mansion of the Gods means the eternal disappearance of a clan, which is a fatal blow to any world.

At the end of the investigation, there are two possible conclusions, the first is that Order is behind the ghost and lends his power to the gods in order to destroy Hell completely.

But the probability of this conclusion happening is actually very small, the order strikes, the will will will definitely be aware of it, and it will also take action, and when the gods fight, the will does not have any movement.

After the first conclusion was rejected, only the second was left, and some gods stole the power of the order, blinded the order, and launched a divine war in advance, not for victory, but only to weaken hell.

Although the basis for the second conclusion is still somewhat weak, it is easier than the first.

After getting the result, some brave radicals broke out at this moment, wanting to conquer heaven.

The hell that lost the twenty demon kings, how can you kill to heaven?

Those outbursts of emotions finally disappeared under the appeasement of the Demon Palace.

The disappearance of the Twenty Demon King factions has reduced the strength of Hell by more than 30 percent, and An Mixiu has also asked for advice, but the young will has not given him any answer.

The three major monarchs at this stage, except for Igriel, who took over a thousand years ago, the remaining two are all strong men who have experienced Ragnarok.

The main battle faction Rahman and the conservative An Mixiu parted ways because of political differences, and Rahman created the Eternal Night Empire that enveloped the entire second hell, while An Mixiu guarded the young will for two thousand years.

Recalling the past, the atmosphere in the Elder Pavilion was a little dull, An Mixiu's eyes were like water, and his tone was a little sad, "Old friends back then, now there are only you and me left, how can I be willing to watch you die in vain?"

"I wish you were the one who died. ”

Rahman raised his head, looked at the despair that seemed to be young, but was actually dying, and said, "Since this arrangement was made at the beginning, then don't say it anymore, we are no longer young, who goes, isn't it all the same?"

"I'm sorry about Riley's business. ”

An Mixiu bent down sincerely and said, "My successor has gone too far. ”

"It's Riley himself who is too weak, and I don't blame anyone. ”

Rahman shook his head and said, "The Eternal Night Empire will start a war, and with the help of this chaos, you can take the opportunity to uproot those camps who have taken refuge in heaven, and after she is injured, those gods will come with the smell of blood." ”

An Mixiu nodded, "No matter what, I will leave a trace of blood, and the master of domination cannot be left behind." ”

"Do people who are going to die care about this?"

Rahman stood up and said with a smile, "You have witnessed the War of the Three Kings and experienced magical changes, and you are older than your will, you should have seen through ......it a long time ago."

An Mixiu raised his eyes and smiled, "Yes......"

Deep regret, accompanied by faint words, echoed in this dark room, and the figures of the two slowly disappeared.

......

On the northern side of Hestifo is a vast natural pasture, with the sound of cattle and sheep chirping in the endless grasslands.

A warm breeze blows, moistening the blades of grass in the early morning.

In front of a farmhouse, a young man about twenty years old took a girl's small hand and emerged from the strange crack that suddenly appeared.

These two people are Chen Ming and Sha Qiluo who came out of hell.

"The air here is pretty good. ”

Looking around, Chen Ming lowered his head and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Hmm. ”

Shakiro nodded and said, "Let's go inside." ”

"Good. ”

The house in front of me is a house left by the demonic family of the dominant, who has moved out of here after receiving a notice from hell.

For the sake of safety, Chen Ming specially asked An Mixiu to set their residence in this grassland where communication is not developed.

The area of the house is not large, but it is more than enough for two people, and because it has been inhabited before, everything in it is available.

Entering the house, Chen Ming looked around, the classic Central European decoration style, he has always liked it.

"Let's rest for a day, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow. ”

Although entering the gap between the world this time was not as dangerous as last time, the long process still made Chen Ming a little tired.

Because it was still early, after washing up casually, Tatsunami began to prepare his breakfast with Shakiro.

As always, Shakiro sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the TV in a daze.

"Ding-dong. ”

At this time, a bell rang, which made Chen Ming frown a little puzzled.

"I'm going to open the door. ”

Shakiro got up and walked towards the door.

"Who are you?"

"Ah, beautiful young lady, I am a resident of this ranch, yes, I heard that a new neighbor will move here today, so I came to see if there was anything I could do to help. ”

It was a young man who was stunned by Shakira's beauty, so that although he was polite, he was still a little pretentious.

"Oh. ”

And Shaqiro was straightforward, and after answering, she slammed the door shut.

"Forehead ......"

Chen Ming looked at the girl who sat back on the sofa a little speechlessly, but he didn't say anything, he had known Shaqiluo for so long, except for him and An Mixiu, she had never given anyone a good face.

The bell rang again, and Shakiro got up again and walked over.

"Beautiful Miss, I ......"

"Bang!"

This time, Shaqiro didn't even give him a chance to finish, and just closed the door.

"Ding-dong......"

When the bell rang again, Chen Ming, who was helpless, smiled bitterly at the girl who had just gotten up, "It's better for me to come." ”

After wiping his hands casually, Chen Ming bypassed the kitchen counter, walked to the door, and opened the door.

"Ah, Miss, I'm ......"

The young man lowered his head and pretended to be sad, the moment he raised his head, the gesture disappeared in an instant, he looked Chen Ming up and down, frowned and muttered, "Why is it a man?

The young man had long brown sparse hair, and with his fairly handsome fair face, it could be seen that he was a more cheerful man.

However, Chen Ming didn't have a good tone for this annoying young man, and frowned, "This kind neighbor, we don't need your help in anything, please don't bother again." ”

"Forehead ......"

The young man was stunned, turned his somewhat charming peach blossom eyes, and muttered, "Such a cold new neighbor is really difficult to get along with." ”

"Whether it's good or not, what's your business?"

Thinking like this in his heart, Chen Ming said, "We have just arrived, and a lot of luggage has not been sorted out, so when we are ready, we will go to your house to disturb you, if you don't mind." ”

"Okay. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand, "My name is Jack, and I am the shepherd of this pasture, and if you need help, you can come to me at any time." ”

"My name is Chenming. ”

Chen Ming also stretched out his hand and shook it with him, "It's a person from a distant country, living here temporarily, please take care of me during this time." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

Retracting his palm, Jack saluted, "Well, then, I wish you all the best of the best, stranger from afar." ”

After saying that, he didn't linger anymore and left directly.

"A stranger from afar......"

Chen Ming silently thought in his heart, demons can read their language from other people's souls, so there is no problem in communicating, but the young man's title for him makes him a little resistant, and he doesn't know why.

"Chenming, I'm hungry!"

When he was stunned, the voice of Shakiro came from the living room, and he closed the door and returned to the kitchen.

"Wait a little longer, and the meal will be ready soon. ”