The demon lord took back the magic horn, and naturally became the elegant scholar again, Xiao Shuxuanju, like a god, wearing a green coat and a square scarf of the same color, like a weak scholar.

Who would have imagined that he was the Demon Lord of the Demon Race, a powerhouse at the peak of the Apocalypse Continent?

Calculating Tianxing, calculating the Academy, calculating the wasteland Tianshan and Taizong under the mountain, he alone calculates the snobbery of the pinnacle of the Apocalypse Continent, such courage, such determination, he is the only scholar in this heaven and earth.

Although he failed, the failure was very complete, but he also understood something, and the academy and Tianxing completely walked together.

"What's the point?"

Frowning, he frowned really a lot today that he was upset so he frowned again.

Is it really unhappy and frowning? Maybe it wasn't because he stopped, looking ahead, his brow furrowed, and his eyes were serious.

The sky above the scholar's head should not be so dark, although there are dark clouds brewing rain but there is still light, at this time there is not even light, the black cloud pressure is very low.

There is that kind of black clouds that are about to destroy the city, and the wind and rain are about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

At this time, it was dark, and it was completely black, this was the night of the moon and the dark wind and high murder that belonged to the Demon Lord.

Night against night

What can be seen? I can't see anything, the only proof is that this hundred miles of land is thunderous, and the heavy rain is pouring down like the heavenly river leaking above the nine heavens, and the flood is a wild land.

There are many people who have felt the changes in this side of the world, because they are familiar with a force that belongs to that scholar, the power of the demon lord in the demon capital under the demon mountain.

The Demon Lord bursts into power with all his might?

Who is it? can make him go all out

That unfamiliar force is so familiar, as if it were sixteen years ago

The powerhouses of all sides of the Apocalypse Continent couldn't be quiet.

The Demon Lord sneaked into the wilderness, and that unfamiliar but familiar power pointed straight at Tianxing

What exactly is going on? What exactly does Tianxing want to do, and what is the Demon Lord calculating?

There is a peach mountain in the sky, there is a wooden house on the top of the peach mountain, there is a wooden table outside the wooden house, and there is a wooden basket on the wooden table, and among the wooden baskets is a huge and delicious fresh peach on the peach mountain, which is flushed pink like the shy little face of an eighteen-year-old girl.

There was an old man who ate fresh peaches that were not peeled and just washed with a clear spring.

There was a middle-aged man drinking tea, but he stopped at this time, because his tea was spilled, and he was indifferent to the hot tea spilled on his trouser leg, but there was light in his eyes beating, and it was obvious that his heart was fluctuating a lot at this time.

These two people are really powerful, because ten meters away, next to the wooden fence, there is an old cow, a middle-aged man, and an old man.

The old scalper was very comfortable, because the old scalper was enjoying the sweet spring water brought by the middle-aged man, and from time to time he was chewing a delicious peach.

"Old Niu, what do you say they are thinking? The power that appeared in the wilderness Why does it give me the feeling of being honorable? But the dignity is obviously in front of me!"

"Moo"

Jin Buxuan opened the clear spring and took away the fresh peaches.

"Moo"

"You don't talk anymore, Lao Tzu knocked you off Momoyama with a few punches!"

The old scalper was stunned, showed a flattering look, rubbed the sleeves of Jin Buxuan's clothes, and finally said the words, "This is the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other!"

“”

Jin Buphan turned to leave.

"Brother Jin, don't go, it's not that Lao Niu doesn't say it! I don't know anything, and I'm afraid that you won't be satisfied with your answer, so I can only use a terrible roar to express Lao Niu's heartache."

“”

The three of them, phew, no, it should be two people, one cow, they stood outside the wooden fence and muttered, looking at the two people inside the wooden fence and did not speak

One person drank tea and one ate peaches in the wooden pen, and finally began to drink.

He drank it for a long time, from day to night and then to day.

They didn't talk anything, just watched the sunrise, the sunset, the white clouds, the blue sky, the night, the stars and the wine

In the end, the old man rode an ox and took advantage of the purple air of the sunrise to come and go.

As for him, with a wave of his hand, he motioned for Jin Buxian to leave and entered the house with a full body of wine.

It's about getting a good night's sleep while you're drinking.

The two of them were a little farther away, one hoeing and the other watering, but they did not leave, and they had to guard until he woke up in the hut.

It may not be necessary for him, but it is very necessary for the two of them, so for so many years they have been hoeing, watering, and never leaving

In the wilderness, the rain stopped, the thunderclouds dispersed, revealing the light, shining from the sky to the ground, as if a naughty child had finally revealed his head, so he competed, and it didn't take long for the sky to be filled with light.

Although there is light, but the traces after the rainstorm are still there, so the mud is very muddy, casually stepping on the muddy water splashed open, occasionally there will be a few flower butterflies flying, they fly, as the light goes, there are some dewdrops on the body, so they are so beautiful and conspicuous in the light.

The scholar stood in the mud, stepping on the muddy muddy water, letting the muddy water soak into his trouser legs, rendering layers of earthy yellow, which looked really dirty, but he didn't care, it was still so quiet, like an old pine standing tall in the rain, standing so straight.

Maybe it's because of his indifferent, glowing flower butterfly fell on his body, the flower butterfly looked so comfortable, and there was a trace of warmth on his body, so the flower butterfly was very happy, and he didn't want to leave.

He looked into the distance, seriously, solemnly, because there was a dark shadow in the distance.

This black shadow was very clear in his eyes, but it was only clear, he could clearly see the black robe wrapped in the night, and the rest was nothing, he couldn't see through it, so it was very dignified.

He didn't speak, because there was a hint of sweetness blocking his throat, and he also knew that it was useless for him to speak, and the black shadow left like this, coming deeply, like a murderous night, and going indifferently, like a breeze

The black shadow departed quickly, disappeared into the wilderness and was never to be seen again.

A trace of blood finally overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was injured, and the blood reached his mouth, but this gentle scholar looked cold, and swallowed it back, so that the blood returned to his stomach.

Scholars are so proud, and so stubborn, but it should be so, there are thousands of scholars in the world, he is the most different one, naturally the most proud and stubborn, so proud that he does not want his blood to fall on this land, because he thinks this land is worthy of letting his blood fall?

No one would find his pride unreasonable, because he was him, a scholar, a demon lord, and he never acted in the same way as others.

"A warning?"

The scholar's solemn expression suddenly melted away like rain in the spring breeze, and he naturally smiled with the sun.

"I didn't expect Tianxing and the academy to be afraid. ”

There was no one here, and no one could hear what the scholar said, except for a few glowing butterflies that were parked on him.

His smile was like a warm light, making the flower butterfly unusually comfortable, so he flapped his wings.

He was gone, so suddenly that the butterflies couldn't react, but they didn't need to react, because their wings were broken, and they couldn't live.

After enjoying the gentleness, it is natural to understand the cruelty, this is what the scholar thinks in his heart, so the flower butterfly shines with the brilliance, so beautiful that it falls in the muddy water, struggles a few times, is polluted by the muddy water, and then sinks in, losing the struggle.

The moment of beauty also passed with the poignancy of terror.

This is the Demon Lord, a scholar in the world who can't find a second one besides him.