Kapitel 158: Chapter 158 Mu Xinlan burst into tears; he is the true Immortal of Great Love!
Chapter 158 Mu Xinlan burst into tears; he is the true Immortal of Great Love!
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of demon cultivators outside the venue.
In the memory scene, the young Demon Lord holding the bloody magic sword bent down and checked the breath of the Taoist Xuannv.
This sword broke the latter's power at this moment, and he was already dying.
"Bai Qingling, why?"
Mu Xinlan looked at the young man behind her with a sad look, her face full of confusion, resentment, and regret.
"I shouldn't have believed you!"
"Demon species are still demon species, after all!"
"How can he be kind just because others are kind to him?"
"I was wrong. Mu Xinyan is so foolish. She deserves to be torn to pieces!"
She used up her last bit of strength and screamed hysterically.
However, the young demon king standing beside him still had a blank expression on his face, like a cold god of death.
"It's not too late to know now."
"Uncle Master, do you know?"
"You were wrong in telling me that you, who were practicing the Daohen Reincarnation Method, had no resistance at all and boldly handed the rear to me."
"That's when I knew."
"This may be the only chance I, Bai Qingling, have in my life to kill you."
"I'm sorry, Uncle Master, Qing Ling has fulfilled the Hundred Years War Agreement of the Soul Sealing Valley ahead of schedule here—"
"Use the methods of the demons!"
The young man said indifferently, holding the magic sword in reverse and infusing it with true power——
Bang!
Another sword pierced into the belly of the Taoist Xuannv with all its might!
Bang!
The protective jade pot on Mu Xinlan's waist suddenly shattered, and the weak immortal body in reincarnation completely lost its last barrier!
A burst of bright red blood splashed out, covering the sky.
Her beautiful eyes closed heavily, and her body fell heavily to the ground, never to move again.
I wonder if the sword spirit of the magic sword was also shocked by this scene.
The memory picture began to distort and shake.
The tones become dark, sad, and gloomy.
Above the sky was a faint sound of weeping that was neither human nor inhuman.
At the same time.
Throughout the Holy Mountain of the He Huan Sect, the thousands of demon cultivators who were watching the memory replay all sighed in grief:
"Wow, I never thought that after pursuing this for so long, it would end like this. I'm so sad~"
"In fact, it is within expectations if you think about it carefully! Just as the Demon Lord said! He was born to be the most powerful demon! So, there is no problem in doing this!"
"Yes! A Taoist goddess and a demon supreme, this was their fate from the moment they met! As for everything else, it's just what we wanted! This is reality, not drama!"
"Hey, having said that, I still really hope that the Demon Lord will do this. What's the reason?"
"This matter cannot be so simple! Back then, Miss Rong'er was sincere to the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord immediately repaid her with his life! Sister Mu Xinlan treated him so well! This will never be the ending!"
"Demon Lord, please wake up! The character of Immortal Lord Da Ai cannot be destroyed!"
At the same time.
The center of the VIP lobby is on the first floor.
The noble and beautiful Queen Yin also frowned slightly, with a look of regret on her face.
"Master, what do you think is Senior Brother Qing Ling's true intention? He is definitely not an ungrateful person. You should know that, right?"
Hua Yuerong's pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with sadness and confusion as she asked her master weakly.
"Hey, this, the teacher doesn't know either."
Xiao Qingmei was about to say something, but seeing her disciple's sad eyes, she couldn't bear it: "Well, since you asked this, I can find someone to help you answer it."
"Master Ji!"
She called out behind her.
"Empress Yin! I'm here!"
As the Yin Queen suppressed her Qi the entire time and she couldn't move, Ji Taimei made a great effort to prop herself up and said, "My Queen, what can I do for you?"
"Tell me, what happened to Bai Qingling and Mu Xinyan that day? No, Mu Xinlan, what was the outcome?"
Xiao Qingmei asked coldly.
Hua Yuerong also said coldly: "Master Ji, now that you are collaborating with the enemy, my master has your evidence. I hope you can tell the truth and stop slandering my Senior Brother Qing Ling!"
"Okay! Very good!"
Ji Taimei gritted her teeth and said, "That day, Bai Qingling surrendered!"
"surrender?"
Xiao Qingmei and Hua Yuerong looked at each other and were both shocked.
"That's right! Bai Qingling went down the mountain alone to surrender to the Demon Emperor and spy with him for a long time. Finally, the Demon Emperor withdrew to the Demon Emperor Palace at the suggestion of the mysterious old man!"
"Is this true or false?"
Xiao Qingmei frowned slightly: "With your Majesty's personality, will he easily let go of the Taoist Xuannv who tried to kill him again and again? Didn't he go up the mountain to search for Mu Xinlan's body?"
"Yes! And more." Hua Yuerong beside her also added: "What exactly did my Senior Brother Qing Ling spy on with the Demon Emperor, and what was the identity of that mysterious old man, do you know?"
"this"
Under the stern gaze of the master and disciple, the usually majestic leader of the Hehuan Sect said with a bitter face: "I am not here for this either!"
Sixiang Ji Palace, the highest floor, the sword room.
"Bang, bang, bang."
There was a knock on the door.
Then, a timid female voice came: "Master, are you okay in there? Xing'er Xing'er wants to see you!"
"Xing'er, it's okay to be your teacher."
"You and your senior sister can continue to watch over Lin Xianxian outside."
Bai Feng responded calmly and deliberately, making his tone gentle.
He knew it in his heart.
When I exposed the memory to this point, I wondered how worried my little disciple, who was always thinking about him, must have become.
"Bai Qingling, shouldn't you say a few words to me?"
A sad and choked female voice came to my ears.
Bai Feng glanced sideways and saw that the Taoist goddess, who had been cold and indifferent before, was now biting her red lips with a sad and confused look on her face.
Even though a hundred years have passed, a lingering sorrow is hidden in the depths of her eyes.
"unnecessary."
Bai Feng lowered his eyes and said, "Believe in me. The apology you want to hear from me right now will come out of your mouth uncontrollably later."
"So, keep reading, my dear."
"Master Uncle."
It may be the complete fusion of memories or reliving this long-forgotten memory with the heroine in the memory.
Bai Feng also had mixed feelings at this moment.
When he uttered the last "Uncle Master" after a hundred years of absence, his voice was trembling a little.
"Well, now that I have come this far, I will respectfully witness your spoken truth!"
"I want to see if this so-called truth can reduce my sisters' murderous intent towards you, even by a little!"
Mu Xinlan closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing deeply, and then looked at the picture in the sky again.
"Look! The memory picture is moving again!"
"Oh my god! What does the Demon Lord want to do? He is holding Mu Xinlan's body and walking into the bedroom!"
"Don't talk nonsense. What corpse? Mu Xinlan is still alive and well! She is going to invade our East Land!"
"Hey, so there is a chance of a turnaround! There is indeed a chance of a turnaround!"
Everyone exclaimed.
The young man in the picture has already carried the Taoist Xuannu, whose abdomen was bleeding profusely, to an ice coffin made of black ice in the corner.
After carefully placing Mu Xinlan in the ice coffin.
The young man drew out the magic sword again and stabbed it at his heart!
Swish!
Purple-black pure magic blood gushed out along the sword!
However, the young man's face was calm, without a single change. He approached the ice coffin, raised his palm, and let the magic blood on his wrist flow into Mu Xinlan's abdominal wound with unmatched precision!
The next moment.
A magical scene happened!
The blood hole in Mu Xinlan's abdomen was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and new flesh was growing!
Even the blood that flowed out, because it was mixed with the devil's blood, glowed with a certain spirituality and obediently drilled back into her body!
Soon.
Under the stunned gaze of the crowd outside the venue.
The pale and beautiful face of the Taoist Xuannv glowed with rosy red!
Her hair, which had lost the nourishment of spiritual energy and looked like an old woman, turned back to its former black hair!
"Resurrection from the dead!"
"Is this the supreme physique of the devil path, the power of the devil blood of the formless devil body? This is too outrageous!"
Seeing this incredible scene, everyone could no longer remain calm and exclaimed in surprise.
However, the question that came with it was -
Why did the young demon king in the picture do this?
Kill her, then save her?
Just when everyone was stunned and puzzled.
In the screen.
Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, the boy's already pale face became even paler. He bent down tremblingly and stared at the woman who had come back to life in the ice coffin.
"Master."
"Qing Ling's current five internal organs and second life were all given by you."
"Qing Ling will give you the purest magic blood in Yi Mu's heart!"
"After you wake up again, not only will you be fine, but your body, which has been through nine lifetimes and is deeply scarred and on the verge of collapse, will also be completely repaired and become even stronger."
"This way, when Qing Ling becomes a Venerable one day and goes to the Underworld to retrieve your soul, this body will be strong enough to support the process of your soul's return."
"Yes, I became willful again after you were not around."
"But I promise this will be the last time."
As he spoke, the young man bent down completely with difficulty, his face pressed against the beautiful cheek of his master Mu Xinyan.
"Master who loves Qing Ling the most."
"Only at this moment does this body look most like you."
Speaking of this, perhaps some secret feelings in my heart can no longer be suppressed.
A blush appeared on the young man's pale face, and then he closed his eyes and kissed his master's red lips deeply!
"Master, this is my response to what you asked that day."
"Yes."
"Now, your disciple, I completely understand the great love you speak of!"
"From today on, I will no longer be confused!"
"Hello, Rong'er, hello, Master."
"You are all Qing Ling's wings!"
"So far, the future Demon Lord Qing Ling has opened up a path called "Great Love" in his pursuit of immortality!"
"I will kill every enemy who hates and harms me, and I will try."
"Love everyone good to me!"
"I, Bai Qingling, want to tell the world that even the demon cultivators seen as cruel and unjust by the world can practice true 'great love'!"
Having said this, the young Demon Lord completely released all his emotions.
Tears flowed like a spring, and the crystal tears flowed down his handsome cheeks like a knife carved them and fell into the ice coffin.
Seeing this incredible yet touching reversal.
Countless demon cultivators outside the arena also followed the boy's emotions and shed tears!
"Wow, if I remember correctly, this is the third time I have shed tears since my mother passed away, and I said goodbye to Rong'er. I am a tough guy who can't hold it anymore!"
"I knew it! I knew there would be a twist! The character of the Demon Lord has not collapsed!"
"Combining the memories from the Flame Demon Tower, the Demon Lord treated his fellow disciples like this, treated Rong'er like this! He also treated the master who loved him the most like this! He is the true Immortal Lord of Great Love!"
"It turns out that from this moment on, the gears of fate have begun to turn! Demon Lord Qingling has completely embarked on the path of "great love"!"
"Everyone, stand up! Salute to the East's No. 1 Demon Lord of Love!"
Just as the whole audience was excited and in tears.
Someone raised a question:
"That's not right! There's one thing I don't quite understand! Isn't it unfair for the Demon King to do this to Mu Xinlan? Also, now that he has knocked Mu Xinlan unconscious, how did he escape from the Demon King's clutches?"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone calmed down immediately and began to express their own guesses.
Indeed.
Now, the Demon Emperor has surrounded the mountain with a large army, and the fourth killing calamity of the Seven Deadly Immortal Killing Formation is about to come.
How did this young demon king, who had just entered the Dao not long ago, survive with the unconscious Mu Xinlan?
Thinking of this, everyone calmed down and focused their eyes on the frozen memory picture in the sky again.
At this time, the young demon king had already used his magic sword to cut a big hole in the ground, and then, using all his strength, he pushed the sleeping Mu Xinlan and her coffin into it!
At the same time.
In the VIP hall on the first floor.
Xiao Qingmei, with red eyes, met the tearful eyes of her disciple Hua Yuerong and choked up,
"Yuerong, stop talking. You don't need to say anything."
"The meaningless speculations of the world seem so insignificant and ridiculous in the light of his actions."
"Xiao Qingling, this kid is really..."
She stretched out her slender arms, took her disciple into her arms, hugged him tightly, and cried inconsolably.
This moment.
A somewhat absurd and shameful thought flashed through her mind!
Next time.
If there is a next time!
When the boy communicates with her, an elder, and he gets humiliated by her, it is not impossible to spoil him!
Sixiang Palace, dome.
The view passes through Cen Xing'er and Feng Lixue, who cry bitterly.
Behind the door of the sword room.
Two figures, one virtual and one real, sat opposite each other.
At this moment, the Taoist Xuannv no longer had the fierce, murderous aura she had before. She covered her face with her hands, and illusory tears flowed continuously from her eyes, revealing the demeanor of a weak woman!
"Bai Qingling, you..."
"Even if you are worthy of that woman! Are you worthy of me!"
"At least from my perspective! You are still an utterly heartless scum, you ungrateful little bastard!"
Mu Xinlan asked with bloodshot eyes.
At this moment, she no longer cared about her identity as the leader of the Taoist sect. Her face was resentful and sad, like a betrayed woman questioning her lover.
"Why."
Bai Feng sighed softly and said, "Saint Mu, did I just tell you that you must control your emotions?"
"ah?"
As if she didn't know why the other party suddenly mentioned this, Mu Xinlan was stunned for a second, then frowned and said: "You, you kid! Stop talking about other things! Is this important? "
"Of course, it's important."
Bai Feng shook his head and said with a look of disappointment: "Because the final truth that is about to come will make you cry even more miserably."
Mu Xinlan:!?
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