Wanfu Modang is a survivor of the Impermanence Slayer, and his status as a pioneer officer is not as humble as the other survivors.

When he was in the Southwest Demon Realm, Wanfu Modang's eyes were red with hatred, and he hated to eat black and white impermanence raw.

His hatred is real, not the slightest bit false, so he really experienced the tragedy of Impermanence Deepavali.

Wanfu Mo was part of the whole plan, and when he completed this part, he could not escape the fate of being killed.

So Bai Wuchang said to the vicissitudes of life, hoping that he would call Wanfu Mo to meet in person, the vicissitudes of life were speechless, and he really couldn't hand over people.

Bai Wuchang had already thought of this result, he didn't ask any more, took a sip of wine, and continued.

The righteousness you just said is awe-inspiring, for the revival of the demon race, and all the people who died committed suicide.

The snow-blooded Bodhi and the Dream Nothingness, who had died in the Southwest Demon Realm, were now sitting here in good shape.

It now looks like none of you have blood on your hands.

This is not the case, because in the Southwest Demon Realm, a person has really died.

It is a small Taoist priest of the view of all kinds of states, and he explores the clouds and gods.

The God of Exploring the Clouds kept saying that it was Black Impermanence who killed him.

When he died, it was in the middle of the night, and he couldn't recognize people in the first place, and any one of you with a chain can be black and impermanent.

You pretended to be black impermanence and killed him, just so that his soul could go to the underworld to sue Hei Impermanence, and sit on the charge of killing the earth immortals.

The underworld will not be willing to offend the fairy world because of a little ghost, and may expel the black impermanence for your use.

Everything you do is just to make the black impermanence have no place in the world.

The demon world is his final destination.

To this end, you do not hesitate to kill your kindred, and your hands are covered with blood.

"Even if he is dominated by demons and demons in the future, don't you really have nightmares when you sleep?" Bai Wuchang asked with a smile, but his smile was miserable, and he felt sorry for the creatures who died for no reason.

It's Hanjiu's turn to have a second question.

Since the Nine Monarchs sealed the past, it has been 10,000 years, why did the demon clan come to find it today?

Because the demon clan is waiting, waiting for a character who came out of nowhere, waiting for a hero whose means can be comparable to Jiujun.

Jiujun was once the number one demon in the world, and the heroes who can be compared to him are not so easy to wait.

Your patience is very good, and you can wait for thousands of years, and finally wait for today's black impermanence.

The one who can defeat Subodhi is the one you have to wait for.

No matter who this person is, as long as his ability is enough to give Han Jiu half a lifetime memory, he is Han Jiu.

"So whether the black impermanence is Han Jiu or not is still an unsolved mystery. ”

An impermanent demon slaughter case, just for Jiujun to re-enter the demon.

Under Bai Wuchang's mouth, Black Impermanence is not necessarily Han Jiu, he is just a hero from the Demon Realm, just because he has defeated Su Bodhi.

In this way, anyone who can defeat Subodhi and give him half a lifetime memory of Han Jiu, he can be Han Jiu.

Having said all this, it is finally the turn of the last flaw.

In order to protect the demon clan in the world and not be killed by the immortal Buddha, Jiujun is willing to profess his half-life skills, but why should he seal the half-life memory of his beloved wife?

This is the most interesting thing, because you say that Black Impermanence is the Nine Monarchs, and the Enma Girl is the wife of the Nine Monarchs.

There are two possibilities here.

The first one may be true, before sealing the memory of half a lifetime, the world's No. 1 Demon Hanjiu and the little sister of the Enma really have a husband and wife fate.

This is not surprising, Han Jiu is a demon, and the little sister of Enma is also a demon, they are together, it is a match made in heaven.

The reason why Han Jiu sealed his wife's half-life memories was to make his wife forget that he had been there.

What is the reason for this, I dare not speculate now.

Maybe Han Jiu failed in the battle with the Immortal Buddha, and in order to survive, he was forced to seal the memories and skills of half his life, he was afraid that his beloved wife would seek revenge on the Immortal Buddha and not hurt his life, so he also sealed his wife's memory.

Maybe it's because Han Jiu and his wife have twists and turns, and there are many ups and downs, so they simply take this opportunity to forget each other, and there is no need to leave sadness in vain.

There may be 10,000 possibilities for this hypothesis, and what the truth is can only be said when Han Jiu is resurrected.

The second one may be fake, Han Jiu doesn't have a wife at all.

The reason why you say this is because you have seen the power of Yan Jun's little sister to wipe out the Southwest Demon Realm.

A hero is black and impermanent, coupled with Han Jiu's half-life skills, and with Yan Jun's little sister to help, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have an opponent in heaven and earth.

If Yan Jun's little sister breaks with the Immortal Buddha, the underworld will not sit idly by, then the power of the underworld will also be dragged into the game by the demon world.

If there is really such a battle, I am afraid it will be even more tragic than when Han Jiu singled out the Immortal Buddha.

The final result may be that the jade will be burned, the heavens and the earth will die, and the earth will return to the beginning of the flood.

"These are your good calculations. ”

After all the doubts were said, the truth of the whole matter was revealed, and Bai Wuchang also drank all the grape wine, staggered up, and looked at Heijun and Xiaomei.

This is the truth of the Impermanence Deepavali.

The reason why I am behind you everywhere to investigate the case is that I want to hear what the major demon worlds will say to you?

Luckily, I had a pair of thief ears and heard what I had to hear.

"Whether the master wants to be Han Jiu or not, whether my sister wants to be Han Jiu's wife or not, you can choose for yourself. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled softly at Jieyue: "This farce gives me a headache, I just want to find a place now, get drunk happily, and really sleep for three days." ”

He was the first to leave the drinking party and staggered outside.

"Wait, it looks like something isn't right. Jieyue chased after him with a sword, and asked while chasing: "Hei Wuchang is a woman, why do you call that young man Hei Wuchang?"

Bai Wuchang was vaguely answering her something, and the two of them walked farther and farther away in the sound of questions and answers, until they left the Northwest Demon Realm.

The little sister sneered and looked at the demons: "Do you have anything else to say about this matter?"

Bloody Bodhi let out a long sigh, recited the Buddha's name, and sighed a lot: "The two love each other is a gift from God, I have a question I want to ask the little sister of the Enma." ”

"Oh?" the little sister's ice eyes flickered, and the corners of her lips smiled contemptuously: "I would like to hear what questions people who have come back from the dead will ask?"

"The love of the next world forgets each other, who paints red makeup for the hero?" Bloody Bodhi smiled at Hei Wuchang and the little sister, and asked an embarrassing question: "If you are not Han Jiu and your beloved wife, how can you have a love thread that cannot be cut off at this time?"

Love silk?

He asked, it was still too simple.

What about love?

Black impermanence once gouged out his eyes, just for the freedom of Yan Xiaomei.

Yan Xiaomei dedicated her soul to Black Impermanence and forged a new eye for him.

Now that I think about it, this may not be a matter of will.

Maybe it's forever predestined.