Chapter 1: The barrier in front of the gate of the Immortal Mountain
"Poof~" Ruoyou fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and a pair of watery eyes stared closely at the gate of the fairy mountain in front of him.
Damn, there are barriers!
Just now, he just poked into the gate of the Immortal Mountain, and was bounced back by the sudden golden light emitted from the door.
"What kind of ghost perverted fairy mountain, so difficult to enter?" Ruo Yu clutched his chest and muttered to himself.
If it were ordinary, she would have slipped away a long time ago, in her eyes, only perverts are interested in doing things that harm their own lives.
But this time is different from the past, and today we must take this risk - step into the immortal gate.
Perverted!
If you scolded yourself darkly, and seemed to think of something, the annoyance in her eyes instantly dimmed.
Who made her the most incompetent demon king in history!
But she never felt that it was her fault, in the place where the demon clan devoured blood, it was already grateful to Dade to be alive.
The queen mother died of childbirth due to childbirth, and her father left her the next day due to excessive grief, and what was even worse was that the royal relatives of the clan also unanimously believed that she was a disaster star and wanted to burn her alive.
At the critical moment, it was thanks to the father who took out the demon oracle left by her father in time to save her.
In the past 1,500 years, she has survived with the struggle within the demon clan, and the hardships of this can never be explained in a word.
Anyone in the demon clan who has some ability covets the throne of the demon king, and these people have long regarded her as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, and even wish that she was a waste......
In today's world, magic is respected, but she hasn't even touched the rarity of magic.
She has been smart and clever since she was a child, and she disdains to fight wits with others, but she is afraid that people will fight with her, especially those sisters of the royal family, who like to use their hands and not keep their mouths.
But this can't be blamed on those sisters, because none of them have a mouth that can speak, and it would be tantamount to asking for trouble with her.
It's also a shame to say that in the 1,500 years she has lived, the only technique she knows is to escape from the clouds, which she learned with a lot of effort.
Although he had cultivated to the point of perfection, this spell was useless except for being able to escape for his life.
However, at a critical juncture, such a cool thing as beating someone is already secondary, and running for your life is important.
This is the key reason why she took the trouble to learn this technique!
Of course, she also has a special skill that has been brought out of her bloodline - soul hooking demon power, which is a supreme mana, and her ancestors have relied on it for generations to carry forward the lintel.
Its mastery lies in: seductive, control people's hearts!
But...... No one told her how to do it, it felt like she couldn't shoot a gun.
She hit her blindly several times, and thought she would use it, and she slapped her face several times at the critical moment, but she was miserable, and she would have fled with the clouds, otherwise she would have been in a catastrophe.
But that thing had saved her life a few times, but she didn't remember it at all......
The current situation of the demon clan is not optimistic at all, the coercion of the family royal relatives is vivid, and the intrusion of foreign clans is imminent.
Internal and external troubles, as well as the father's serious words, how can she forget?
There are still a hundred years to perform the rite of harmony, and then she should be an adult, and she will be an adult demon king!
She shouldn't be so incompetent, she will get ahead!
Thinking like this, Ruoyou shook his head, changed the cowardice on his face, got up from the ground tremblingly, and moved towards the gate of the fairy mountain step by step with his head held high.
From a distance, the emaciated body that has not yet grown seems to have become an empty shell without a soul, as if it can fall when the wind blows.
Her jet-black hair was messy in the wind, her light purple dress was covered with dust, and her white embroidered shoes were no longer recognizable.
With such an embarrassed appearance, no one can tell that she is still the noble demon king!
His face was extremely pale, the corners of his lips and smooth chin were stained crimson with the blood spitting out, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and every step seemed to exhaust all his strength.
It was only ten feet away from the fairy mountain, and she had walked out for a century, and when she came to the gate of the fairy mountain again, it was already sunset.