Trying his best to use an internal force to hold it in his heart, Tuchen tried his best to rush to the Wild Ancient Forest as fast as he could. But when he arrived at the Well of Gods and Demons, the Immortal Emperor left, the Demon Well was resealed, and the huge enchantment generated by the Peach Blossom Forest sealed the remnants of demonic qi in the ancient forest.

Looking at everything that had already settled, Tuchen felt resentful, he knew that most of the reason for the failure of this war that had been waiting for 10,000 years was because he was too light on the enemy, if he could fight against the beard with all his strength, he would definitely not have the opportunity to sneak attack the Demon Lord!

Of course, there was no point in reflecting on this now, he calmed down and breathed for a moment, and said softly, 'Come'! As soon as the words fell, a black light flew from afar, accompanied by the wind blade whistling. It was a seven-foot long knife that had also been shocked before, and it automatically flew back after feeling the breath of Tuchen.

After a moment or three, adjusting the state to the current best, Tuchen rose into the air with a long knife in his hand, trying to split the dense fine steel chain at the wellhead. Unfortunately, his previous injuries were too serious, and he couldn't recover to the previous level in a short period of time, and before he could start condensing his internal force when he flew into the air, his chest felt a sharp pain like a burst, and he directly lost his strength and fell back to the ground in pain......

After trying one after another, Tuchen, whose body was getting weaker and weaker, knew that he had no way to deal with the Well of Gods and Demons at this time, and he could only try it when his injuries healed.

Standing in place for a moment, looking up at the vast earth, Tuchen didn't know where he should go, recalling the bowl of fragrant noodle soup just now, he picked up his long knife and left the wild ancient forest......

Unable to fly with any luck, he walked downstream along a river on the outside of the Savage Ancient Forest, and although he had forgotten the path he had come, he remembered that this was the river he had fallen down on, and as long as he kept walking, he should soon see the grass house.

I don't know how long I walked, but an old scolding suddenly sounded in the distance. Tu Chen's heart was suddenly startled, he could hear that it was the old fisherman's voice, so he hurriedly quickened his pace and hurried over.

After turning a bend along the river, the familiar grass hut appeared on the shore, but the scene in front of me was no longer peaceful. The two wolf demons that were eroded by the demonic qi were greedily devouring the souls of the old man and his wife, and they had no cultivation, so they were still in the form of hungry wolves, and Zhou Shen was full of deep black demonic energy. The grass house had collapsed for the most part, and the items in the courtyard were scattered around in a disorderly manner, and it seemed that the old man had resisted before, but it was always in vain.

Seeing this scene, a nameless fire instantly ignited in Tu Chen's heart, he glared angrily and clenched his hands into fists, the two wolf demons suddenly screamed, and spit out two black beads the size of cherries from their mouths, and their bodies immediately turned into black smoke and were blown away by the breeze.

Devouring the demon spirits of the two wolf demons, Tuchen regained some strength and hurriedly rushed to the front to investigate the situation of the two old men. Although the old fisherman had not yet been sucked out of his soul, he had been caught with three bloody cuts in his chest during the battle with the wolf demon, and the wounds were deep into his internal organs, and it was too late to be treated. And although the old woman's body was complete, she was sucked away by the wolf demon, and she only had her last breath left at this time.

The old fisherman grabbed Tuchen's hand tightly and turned his head to look at the old woman: "I...... Our son's name is Tian Zu and he lives in ...... Yang cheng...... The old woman has always wanted to see it, begging for ...... Take her there...... Go ......" Before he finished speaking, the old fisherman was deflated and died.

This is a feeling that Tuchen has never felt before, he only feels that his chest is very tight, and there is infinite anger in his heart that he wants to vent! Looking at the old fisherman's corpse for a moment, he nodded vigorously: "I will definitely fulfill your wish!"

The old woman who was left was in a terrible condition, her consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes blurred, and she trembled and felt a crumpled rag from her body and handed it to Tuchen. A map was crooked on the rag, and the end point was a certain place in Yangcheng.

After burying the old fisherman, Tuchen did not delay for a moment, and immediately picked up the old woman and hurried to Yangcheng along the map instructions.

This run is seven hours, Tuchen is comparable to a thousand horses, and after running for more than three hundred miles, Yangcheng finally appeared in front of them.

Although he belonged to the demon clan, the desolate scene of corpses everywhere after entering the city still surprised Tuchen. Walking through the corpse-strewn streets, they soon stopped in front of a wooden door, which was the end point marked on the map.

Pushing the door in, the courtyard was empty, only a man and a woman were lying on the wooden bed in the bedroom, and there was a boy about four or five years old in the middle. All three had been sucked into their souls, their bodies turned white, and their eye sockets collapsed.

Tuchen put the unconscious old woman beside the bed and asked softly, "Look, is he your son?"

The old woman opened her eyes when she heard the sound, and when she saw the corpses of a family of three on the bed, she was suddenly full of sadness, gritted her teeth and shouted: "My son, ......" and then her body straightened and broke her life.

..................

Sitting on the high wall and looking down on the entire Yang City, Tuchen felt a little hollow in his heart, always feeling full of guilt, but he couldn't figure out why he had such a feeling that he shouldn't have as a demon......

Staying on this high wall for ninety-nine eighty-one days, Tuchen watched the 600,000 corpses in Yangcheng being cleaned up, and watched Yangcheng slowly rebuild. The injuries are getting better day by day, but the goal of opening the well of gods and demons and attacking the human world is slowly fading.

On the eighty-second day, Tuchen returned to the Savage Ancient Forest with a big knife in his hand, and after thinking about it again and again, he jumped into the air and raised his knife to slash. The blade slashed, and the seal was not damaged, but only cut a gap in the fine steel chain at the wellhead. A wisp of the Demon Lord's consciousness followed the demonic qi from the Well of Gods and Demons, looked at him and said with a cruel smile: "Tuchen, you are finally back!

Tuchen was a little dumbfounded, stared at the gap for a long time, and finally knelt down on one knee: "My subordinates are incompetent and can't break through the seal, so I implore the Demon Lord to cut off the post of General of the Demon Capital and expel me from the Demon Realm!"

"What?" A little surprise appeared on the Demon Lord's always expressionless face, "You want to break away from the Demon Realm?!"

"Yes!"

After a moment of silence, the Demon Lord's eyes became even more red, and he turned into a furious laugh: "After stopping in the world for ninety days, you actually have emotions! Okay! I want you to guard the Well of Gods and Demons for five hundred years without leaving half a step! After five hundred years, leave at will! From now on, you will have nothing to do with my Demon Realm!"

Tuchen clenched his hands into fists and stood the long knife next to the magic well: "Thank you for the grace of the Demon Monarch, Tuchen will be punished!"

Seeing this, the Demon Lord laughed even more wildly, and while retracting his consciousness, he left the last sentence echoing by the well: "Love is the greatest weakness of the Three Realms, Tuchen, you will regret it...... Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

Consciousness dissipated, and a dead silence regained in the Savage Ancient Forest. There are no living beings here, only the leafy maple trees and the thick orange maple leaves on the ground are accompanied by the trees. He sat cross-legged and stopped beside the long knife, recalling the scene he had seen in the ninety days he had spent in the human world, and then calmly adjusted his internal force and silently counted the minutes and seconds flowing......

Because it was created by the Immortal Emperor, so the ten thousand maple trees in this wild ancient forest are not extraordinary, there is no spring, summer, autumn and winter here, the maple leaves grow vigorously every season and every day, and a kind of light tea aroma is diffused around the sky against the pure red, which can be regarded as a rare beauty in the world.

Five hundred years is an extremely long process, and it is even more lonely and boring to spend it alone. Since the Demon Lord's consciousness was scattered, Tuchen has always maintained a cross-legged posture sitting next to the Well of Gods and Demons, and has not moved for half a minute. Occasionally, a maple leaf would fall on his shoulder, and he would open his eyes and look around, looking at the orange in his eyes, and his heart would be still......