I heard Master doesn't love me

Yuncheng had known for a long time that human beings would definitely come, and they would definitely stop him.It's just that he didn't expect that it would be Xuan Ji, or maybe he knew it would be Xuan Ji, but he still had an illusion, imagining that today's cultivation world is so arrogant that it dismisses them as a group of monsters.

He felt the empty body. He had never felt so powerless, which made him very novel and unaccustomed, but his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful.

He believed that he would die, he knew that he would die, and even all the monsters who followed him would die.

That's why there are two factions, one faction fights, and the other faction fights. If you win, you will win, and if you lose, you will retreat and stay the same.

But whatever the end result, he believes his heart is still alive.

Yaozu's heart is still alive.

So, he just looked at Xuan Ji like this and laughed.

Qiu Hua's expression was complicated, but he looked at Yun Cheng with a kind of compassion.

Xuan Ji was very calm, with a calm expression, a calm mood, almost indifferent.

Lu Ji was surprised by the thoughts revealed in Yun Cheng's words, but he just watched silently.

Luo Wen still kept smiling, his expression hardly changed, but suddenly clenched his half-clenched fists.

Finally, Xuan Ji broke the silence.

He said softly: "Oh, that's it."

Such a contemptuous and condescending statement angered Yun Cheng, making his face instantly ugly.

He looked at Xuanji, and said with a strange smile: "You are worthy of the real Xuanji, you are worthy of being the lofty Wangxuan Peak Master!"

"Xuan Ji, do you really know what I'm doing?"

Xuan Ji didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.Such an expression of indifference would despise

Yuncheng turned his head slowly, looked at the magic circle that was running behind him, and said to himself: "The forbidden area of ​​the monster clan retains the souls of the powerful spirits of the monster clan who died due to their birthdays. They rely on the magic circle in the forbidden area. The simple and unrepeatable magic circle, live in it, and assume the responsibility of the monster clan's inheritance."

Everyone didn't interrupt Yun Cheng's words, but looked at him quietly, but the surrounding atmosphere had a kind of silent dignified spread.

Lu Ji held his weapon in secret, while listening, he stared at Luo Wen who was always smiling.

He saw Luo Wen holding a ring representing the demon king in Luo Wen's hand, but Yuncheng was the demon king.

He felt that the attitude and behavior of this Yaozu were very strange.

Yun Cheng continued: "But the Yaozu is still too weak."

He looked around for a week, his eyes swept over the few monsters, and finally stopped on Xuan Ji, his eyes were as sharp as knives, piercing Xuan Ji's body.

He said: "Xuan Ji, the Yaozu is also a group. The Yaozu has its own customs, its own views of right and wrong, and its own moral values. Why should we learn from your human race? Why is the coming-of-age ceremony of the Yaozu's transformation into a form?"

He looked up at the sky, with resentment and unwillingness engraved in his bones: "Why is human being the primate of all things? Why is only what suits human beings the Tao? Why are you the only ones who can define everything!"

"Why can't the Yaozu work?" he shouted.

Lu Ji felt that Yun Cheng was very sad.He didn't know why, but just looking at his expression and listening to his words, he suddenly felt this way.

It felt like he was so desperate, so hysterical, and so painful.

But Lu Ji still wants to stop him.

There is nothing to say about this.

Yun Cheng was still rambling: "I'm not reconciled, I can't change the past, so let's try to change the present."

He took a step back and walked into the magic circle again, but he didn't merge into the magic circle, he just stood there with cold eyes: "Master Xuanji, let everyone see if it's you, the No. 1 Taoist cultivator, or me." The monsters created by drawing half of the monster clan's spiritual power and merging the power of the monster clan are amazing!"

He laughed wildly: "What about the devil's sword, if it can kill you Xuanji Daoist, if it can severely damage the cultivation world, my demon clan can share the whole world with the demon world!"

Qiu Hua shouted: "Fantasy thinking! People in the devil world are not easy to get along with, and some schemes are just seeking skin from a tiger!"

Yuncheng sneered: "If I can kill Xuanji, I can kill Qiuqiancheng."

Xuan Ji stared at him, and suddenly said: "You actually have other choices."

Yun Cheng said contemptuously: "Choose to become a dog? Since my monster clan is unable to compete with you for the current world, then I will pull you into the same situation as us, and then defeat you!"

"If you forget too much, those branches in name will stand on their own, and the cultivation world will be too busy to take care of themselves. If the demon world attacks again, the cultivation world will have no resistance. Support it well, and after a thousand years, it will be a world of great prosperity!"

Xuan Ji took off the black wooden sword at his waist, with a cold expression, and said indifferently: "You are right, there is no other choice at all! There is no room for other choices in this world! I was born a human, and I have no choice at all. I was born a demon, You have no choice at all."

"Born... born...hahaha! How correct!" Yun Cheng laughed wildly, then stopped suddenly, and said gloomyly: "You are right, you and I have no choice, as early as the moment we were born It's decided."

"So—" Yun Cheng straightened his hunched body, and said to Xuan Ji, "Master Xuan Ji, let's fight."

Circle after circle of figures suddenly began to form under his feet, and his youth reappeared in an instant, and his strength returned to the peak period just now.

However, at that moment, Yun Cheng's heart rang alarm bells.Out of the corner of his eye, he felt a black shadow approaching from a distance, so he blocked it with his hands without thinking.

"Zi~"

This is the sound of a sword cutting into flesh.

Cold sweat broke out on Yuncheng's forehead, and he was amazed when he saw the arm half-pierced by the black wooden sword: he knew that the Powang sword was also a famous weapon in the world, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp.

He stared at Xuan Ji's face that was very close to him, saw the sharp killing intent in Xuan Ji's eyes, and couldn't help but sink in his heart: he still underestimated Xuan Ji's ability.

Xuan Ji calmly pulled out the sword that was engulfed in flesh and blood, pointed the tip of the sword to the ground, cut through the magic circle under Yun Cheng's feet, and attacked him again.

Yun Cheng was cut off from the magic circle by Xuan Ji, and could only rely on his existing strength to fight against him.

He tried to lead Xuan Ji into the magic circle, but Xuan Ji was very careful, his body never touched the ground, and he only launched a swift and violent attack in mid-air.

Everyone flew away from where they were, Lu Ji overwhelmed himself and wanted to join in, but Qiu Hua threw him away by his collar.

When Lu Ji got up in disgrace, he found that everything had been settled.

Xuan Ji kicked Yun Cheng's body out of the circle and killed him with a single blow.

When Lu Ji walked over, Yun Cheng was already utterly dead.

Xuan Ji wiped the blade of the sword with his finger, the bloodstain disappeared, and the blade was dark again.After he finished killing Yun Cheng, he just stood there quietly with his eyes downcast.

Qiu Hua was negotiating with Luo Wen and a group of monsters again.

Lu Ji stood beside Xuan Ji, after being silent for a while, he suddenly reached out to grab Xuan Ji's hand, and held it tightly.

Xuan Ji didn't try to pull it back, and didn't even look at Lu Ji.

Lu Ji stared at Xuan Ji's profile, and asked slowly, "Why is Master so angry?"

This is no longer just anger, it has turned from anger to tyranny, from resentment to loss of control.

Xuanji took Lu Ji's hand back, just stared at the increasingly prestige of the magic circle in front of him, and murmured: "I have no choice at all... The me back then was so similar to him..."

Lu Ji touched Xuan Ji's palm, and felt the hand lines on it one after another, like Xuan Ji's chaotic and complicated heart, but he couldn't speak at all.

Xuan Ji turned around suddenly, hugged Lu Ji, and said softly: "Dao Yi, you should leave the Ten Thousand Beast Forest tonight."

Lu Ji's face, which hadn't even put on a smile, collapsed directly.

Qiu Hua's face also collapsed.

He asked: "Really? Your monster clan decided to seal off the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest after this incident, and don't care about the cultivation world, even the monster clan who are outside will be recalled."

Luo Wen nodded and said with a smile: "This is the decision of the Yaozu. After this incident, the Yaozu has been seriously injured and unable to participate in the affairs of the cultivation world. I hope the real person understands."

"Naturally, the monster race and the human race are still friendly."

Qiu Hua argued with them for a long time before finally leaving.

In the end, Qiu Hua said: "Yuncheng is a member of your monster clan, his corpse should be handed over to you."

Hearing this, Luo Wen's smile paused for a moment, then softened again, and said softly: "Thank you, real person."

Qiu Hua left.

According to the customs of the Yaozu, Luo Wen used a secret method to decompose Yuncheng's body, leaving a cloud of fly ash.

After thinking about it, he dug a hole at the place where Yuncheng often stayed, buried the lump of ashes in it, and erected a stone tablet with the words Demon King Yuncheng written on it.

He watched his actions, watched his actions, suddenly gave a wry smile, crushed the stele, hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't dig out the fly ash.

He looked at the little dirt bag, reached into his bosom, and took out a ring.

The shape of the ring is weird, with a rough style and a primitive beauty. There is an abstract graffiti pattern on it. I can't tell what it is, but I can feel the publicity and arrogance of that style of painting.

This is the ring representing the Demon King.

This is the only sacred object of the Yaozu.

Luo Wen pressed the ring directly into the soil bag, and didn't stop until half of his arm was submerged in it. Then he pulled out his arm and closed the soil bag.

Then, he half-kneeled on the ground, facing the little dirtbag with a gesture of complete surrender and faith, and shouted respectfully: "Meet my king."

This is the real king of the demon clan.

When he stood up, he looked at the dirt bag in front of him, recalled everything just now, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Luo!"

A childish yet familiar voice sounded behind him.

Luo Wen turned around and saw a little white tiger running up to his waist. Its hair was smooth, its body was muscular, and its movements were vigorous.

The little white tiger ran over and said, "Uncle Luo, why is daddy gone? Look, I've already learned how to speak human! Dad should reward me!"

Luo Wen looked at her with soft eyes, knelt down, stroked the hair on her back, and said: "Daddy is gone, little Yunduo'er will follow Uncle Luo from now on."

Baihu Yunduo squatted on the ground, tilted his head to look at Luo Wen: "Where did Daddy go?"

Luo Wen pointed to the dirt bag behind him.

Yun Duo jumped directly onto the dirt bag, pawed the dirt a few times, and asked suspiciously: "Is Daddy not here?"

Luo Wen looked at her with a sad expression.

Yun Duo stared blankly at the dirt bag, as if realizing something, jumped down in a daze, and carefully pushed the dirt back with his paws, laying down next to the dirt bag, staring at the dirt bag.

She thought: why is daddy gone?

The author has something to say:

feel like i'm in water...

The more I write, the more I feel that Lu Ji is not the protagonist... The character design is really too weak, I suspect that I was bought by him with money, otherwise how could he suppress Xuan Ji?