It was him a thousand years ago, and he is still a thousand years later, but the Demon Lord finally failed to escape the laws of history and fell into a rebellion.

Of course, according to the laws of history, the initiators of this rebellion must have come from his most trusted subordinates.

As the right-hand man of the Demon Lord, the two big men of the military advisor black robe and the demon commander have been fighting for power and power for countless years,-for-tat, incompatible, and extremely resentful, all because of the supreme prestige of the Demon Lord, they can barely maintain peace, and this situation is not the result that the Demon Lord is most willing to see, and even deliberately connived at?

Who would have thought that they would join forces and deliver the most secret blow to the Demon Lord?

The Demon Lord, who had returned from the Cold Mountain, had been seriously injured and had suffered such a tragic betrayal and fell into an endless abyss, and the throne finally fell on his youngest son. At the beginning, both the nobles in the old city of Snow and the Terrans in the south thought that this young demon lord was a puppet pushed out by the black robe and the demon marshal, until the Khan Qingshen would be booby-trapped by this young demon lord by extremely insidious means, and the entire continent finally understood that he was the real mastermind of this rebellion!

For the sake of the throne, brothers cannibalism or father and son killing each other, whether it is a demon race or a human race, it is not uncommon, in short, from Zhou Dufu and Emperor Taizong to Tianhai Shenghou and Yin Shang, the demon lord who has not really been able to defeat has finally fallen into the stinky ditch of history and lost in the hands of his son.

Isn't he already dead in the endless abyss, and why is he in this snowy ridge at this time?

Looking at the figure of the middle-aged scholar by the lake, Anwar and the general turned pale and breathed hard.

This is the question that everyone present is most puzzled and wants to know the answer to the most.

Nanke stood in front of Chen Changsheng and did not speak.

She knew best what a terrible price she had to pay to climb out of that endless abyss, and even she didn't want to remember it again.

The Demon Lord naturally didn't explain, and said to Chen Changsheng: "I'm just dying, but I'm not dead yet, I don't want to die, so, I'm coming to you." ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "What are you doing with me?"

The Demon Lord said expressionlessly, "I've come to ask for your help. ”

"Do you want Cinnabar Dan?" Squeak asked suddenly.

There was some temptation in her voice, which could also be said to be hope.

"It's not enough, there is too little blood mixed in the cinnabar pill. ”

The Demon Lord's answer shattered her last hope.

Hearing this, the siren, Anwar and the general couldn't help but be stunned.

If Tang Seventeen Ye heard this, he would immediately understand that those crystal red glazed silks in the Cinnabar Dan were not blood corals, they were not the blood of the little black dragon, but the blood of Chen Changsheng!

After a few moments, Anwar and General looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes, as they thought of it too.

Over the past few years, the story surrounding the Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea, the Daozun Shang Xingzhou, His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Pope has long been passed down to the world.

Through the guidance and propagation of the state religion, everyone knows that His Majesty the Pope is a gifted holy body, and his true blood contains countless holy lights.

It turns out that His Majesty the Pope actually uses his own blood as a medicinal herb, no wonder cinnabar pill can give birth to white bones and heal the dead!

It's no wonder that the number of cinnabar pills is limited, and only one small bottle can be refined per month.

No wonder His Majesty the Pope did not pass on this prescription to the four fields.

There is no way to imitate this elixir, except for His Majesty the Pope, who can provide this medicinal material?

Looking ahead, Anwar felt that Chen Changsheng's figure had become taller, bathed in starlight, incomparably sacred.

I save sentient beings with my blood, what kind of love is this, what kind of feelings is this?

Thinking that when he was in the Songshan Military Mansion, he had a lot of dissatisfaction with the master of Cinnabar Dan, and even if he was still a little disappointed before, Anwar felt so ashamed.

Chen Changsheng said to the Demon Lord: "If I knew that you were still alive, I should be more careful, because there is my blood in the Cinnabar Pill, and this can't be hidden from you." ”

Back then, the Demon Lord took a great risk and went thousands of miles to the cold mountain, just to eat him.

After the Tianshuling Incident, the Pope told him that in the world today, the only one who dares to be greedy for his true blood is the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord has a strong thirst, and has the means or courage to solve the poison that may be hidden in his true blood.

Squeaky looked at Chen Changsheng, very worried, and a little angry. In her opinion, if it weren't for refining that pill, in the past year or so, Chen Changsheng's true blood had lost too much, which seriously affected his cultivation, and the sirens might not be able to keep them, so naturally there was no need to face such a terrifying situation at this time.

The Demon Lord said calmly, "Since I am still alive and let me find you, or maybe this is your fate. ”

Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes and said, "You should know very well that when I was born, I was a poisonous fruit. ”

The corners of the Demon Lord's lips were slightly raised, revealing a charming smile, the landscape on his face suddenly brightened, and his voice became extremely soft and beautiful: "I am a man, after all, I have more courage than Xiao Tianhai, and I have more years than her, I have seen more worlds, or I can solve these problems." ”

Chen Changsheng faintly understood what he meant, and said, "But you're not sure. ”

The Demon Lord said, "Even if I'm not sure, it seems that you should be sure now. ”

Chen Changsheng looked at the trace of ice falling in front of him and was silent.

The Demon Lord looked into his eyes and said, "Cinnabar Dan didn't poison those Terran powerhouses, which means that you have found a way to remove the toxins in your true blood. ”

Chen Changsheng thought silently, where is the poison, it is just a conflict between different sacred rules.

Squeak couldn't help but speak: "Do you want Chen Changsheng to take the initiative to remove the poison and then give it to you to eat?"

"Why not? When I eat you, the old wounds will be healed, and it will be better than back then, and naturally I will go back to the old city of Snow to regain the throne, although I am confident that I will win the final victory, but the two guys with brain problems in the black robe and the big girl are not completely able to see through, and that rebel is a very good madman, so this must take a long time, and it will definitely fall into a bitter battle, and it is very likely that within hundreds of years, my Protoss will not be able to go south, which is not the biggest benefit for your human race?"

The Demon Lord looked at Chen Changsheng and said calmly: "Daomen has always paid attention to benevolence and governing the world, you take the respect of the Pope, and do not hesitate to consume blood as a pill, in order to save sentient beings, of course, it is better to incarnate as a Dan, let me take it, I can also save sentient beings, and save more, you are alone, for hundreds of years of peace in the world, why not?"

It was obviously an unbelievable proposal, but he said it slowly, but it seemed to have some truth.

Squeak couldn't listen to it anymore and shouted, "Then why don't you die yourself!"