After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

The Demon King doesn't understand human emotions, but he can't help feeling curious.

The flames burned off half of her red sleeves, and the sparks turned into ashes, floating in the air.

The light of fireflies drifted past the eyes, and the Demon Lord fell back and fell into another piece of time.

Ripples appeared on the deep black lake, and with a loud noise, a water dragon rushed straight up into the clouds, splashing water everywhere.

The two fell from the sky, rushed out of the water, and jumped in different time and space.

The turbulent flames enveloped them, and sparks shot out from time to time, like meteors flying by.

"I don't understand." The Demon Monarch looked blank. She had lived for too long, but there were too many things she didn't understand.

She is a curious person with rich curiosity, "Is belief something to be persisted in? But you and I belong to the same path, why is your belief killing me?"

Sweat rolled down her forehead, Peiyu pursed her lips tightly, and slashed three times with the momentum of thunder, one knife was faster than the other.

The hot breath blows on the face, but even the shadow of the knife can't be seen.

"Ah," the Demon Lord raised his hand, looked at the sleeve with only a piece of cloth left, and said helplessly, "You have to pay me for my clothes."

Wushuang arrived in the blink of an eye, and the flames burst out.

So the last piece of cloth on the sleeve was also burned away, revealing the snow-white arm like a lotus root.

The Demon Lord sighed, "Children should stop playing with fire."

She stretched out her hand and held the Wushuang knife, the flame on the knife was extinguished in an instant, and a thread of blood dripped down the jade arm.

The Demon Lord let out a "Huh", as if he was very surprised that something could hurt her.

The seemingly weak hands are like iron tongs, tightly restraining Wushuang, no matter how Ren Peiyu drives his spiritual power, it will sink into the sea like mud.

"You have also been a demon king, and I thought you were the one who understood me best." The demon king said, his brows and eyes drooping, revealing some slack, "Is it a heinous sin to be born a demon?"

Peiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the blood line on the knife suddenly lit up, shining like fire.

Feeling the heat, Mo Jun couldn't help letting go, and looked at her with a frown.

They were standing on a mountain peak with a waning moon above their heads.

The night wind was mighty, blowing the clothes fluttering.

Peiyu held the knife and did not attack again.

The devil sat on the edge of the cliff, looking up at the moon, "I haven't seen the light for many years, it's been too long, and I can't remember how long."

She snapped her fingers, and the cold snowflakes fell slowly, the cold moon and snow, and the mountains were covered with snow.

"Come here, let's have a glass of wine together," Mojun warmly invited.

Peiyu was indifferent, but frowned slightly.

The Demon Monarch sighed, "At any rate, I am also the Lord of Demons, can I save face?"

Peiyu looked at her cautiously, and after a while, she sat down slowly and put the knife across her lap.

Mojun put her shoulders familiarly, "Come, have a drink."

Peiyu's body stiffened slightly, "...please respect yourself."

The Demon Lord was very helpless, "Just save face."

Peiyu thought to herself that it would take a while, so she took the wine glass and looked down at the sparkling wine, which reflected a waning moon.

With a slight shake of the hand, Yuehua was shattered, and ripples appeared on the water.

The Demon Lord asked: "If I were not the Demon Lord, would you kill me?"

Peiyu asked back: "If I don't kill you, will you stay well and not harm the common people?"

The Demon Lord laughed and said nothing more.

The bright moon is gradually sinking to the west, and the sky is faintly shining, reflecting the continuous outline of the foothills.

The Demon Lord patted the hem of his skirt and stood up.

Peiyu immediately jumped a few steps away and pulled out Wushuang, the cold blade refracted a bright white light.

Demon Lord raised his hand to block the light of the knife, and smiled wryly: "You are showing too much face. To be honest, when I first saw you, I was very happy. How about being a friend?"

Peiyu shook her head slowly, "My knife will not point at my friends."

But she had to be an enemy of the demon king, "You and I both know what that power means. You are still sane now, but what about ten or a hundred years later? Are you impacted by the demonic energy?" No matter what, They will all be reduced to a bloodthirsty monster.

Once the supreme power is out of control, it will be a catastrophe for the common people.

What's more, even if the Demon Lord doesn't want to be an enemy of the world, her subordinates will kill people and set fires everywhere.The conflict between immortals and demons is irreversible.

"It's so strange," the Demon Lord stood alone on the cliff, "I am clearly supreme, but I feel like I have nothing."

Peiyu's expression loosened for a moment, "If you can hand over that power..."

The devil laughed, "Hand it over? To whom? You?" She took a step closer, "Do you want to become Mingluan again?"

Peiyu lowered her eyes, her face sinking like water.

It turned out that her plan was to interrupt Liu Huangu in the Devil's Cave first. If she really came to a dead end, she could also swallow that power and sacrifice herself before losing control.Even if all the demons have been born now, as long as she can seize the power of the demon king, she can stop this catastrophe.

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows, "But are you willing?"

Peiyu was startled, and when she heard her voice, she lost her mind for a while.

Before she knew it, the Demon Lord appeared in front of her, patted her on the shoulder, and the surrounding scene changed instantly.

When Peiyu came back to her senses, the Demon Lord was no longer by her side.

In front of you is a vast reed field, the reed flowers are like velvet, floating in the air.

Peiyu felt familiar, and pushed aside the reeds, and saw the river flowing slowly under the moon, and a flat boat on the river.

Her breathing was stagnant, and she quickly burrowed into the reed.

The two people on the boat looked back together, only to see the reed trembling slightly, and many fireflies flying up.

"strangeness."

The girl in Tsing Yi asked: "What's wrong? Mingluan."

Ming Luan smiled, "I have a strange feeling, I'll go and have a look."

She skimmed across the water, pushed aside the reeds, and just a short distance away, Peiyu's eyes widened, her expression tense.

Ming Luan didn't see anything, frowned, and raised his hand to pass through Peiyu's body.

"Huaibo" called out from the boat, "Did you find anything?"

Mingluan smiled, returned to the boat, hugged her, and leaned his head on her shoulder, "It's nothing, maybe it's an egret."

The boat shook, and "Huai Bai" also looked back, "Hey, have you become heavier? Why is the boat draft deeper?"

Ming Luan lowered his voice, "I am heavy, do you want to try again?"

"Huai Bai" blushed, and gave her a light thump, "You really are, let's get down to business, last time Ling only hit the eighth floor, Changfeng refused to accept, invite us to try again, do you want to go?" ?”

Ming Luan flatly refused, "I don't want to."

Sitting at the stern of the boat, Peiyu suddenly understood when she heard the two talking - this is another possibility of time.

She had thought countless times, if there were no Shi Ling and no accidents, what would have happened to Ming Luan and Shizun in the end? What the Demon Lord showed her was what happened in the world.

Time is like a long river, and countless fine branches are derived from the past.

Every decision creates different branches.

Mingluan suddenly hissed, pushed Huaibai away, and put his hands on his head.

Huai Bo hurried to help, "Why..." The voice came abruptly, and she met a pair of blood-red eyes, and a knife blade protruding from her body.

Peiyu didn't even react, she just stared blankly at Huai Bai limp on the ground, blood soon filled the cabin.

"No!!!" Ming Luan's eyes widened, trembling all over, he rushed over to grab Huai Bai's cold hands, the blood mist rolled over the river in an instant, severing life within a hundred miles.

Time and space changed again.

Peiyu returned to the patch of reeds again, this time before Mingluan disembarked to check, she had skimmed the water and jumped onto the boat.

Sitting on the boat, Huai Bai tapped the water with his bare feet, causing ripples circle after circle.

Peiyu walked over and looked at her quietly.

At this time, the master had not yet experienced Shiling, he was a young man with ambition, and his brows and eyes were full of high spirits.

Huai Bo looked away, and suddenly found a water mark on the board of the boat, she raised her head strangely, "Is it raining?"

Peiyu's eyes were red, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand to caress the girl's eyebrows.

She felt the soft and warm touch, but Huai Bai only felt the spring breeze blowing on her face, and said with a low smile, "It's such a warm wind."

Immediately afterwards, the power in Mingluan's body went out of control again, but this time at the critical moment, Peiyu pulled Huaibai away.

Ming Luan's eyes were red, and he held his head tightly, looking extremely painful.

Huai Bai's face turned pale, "How are you doing?"

"Kill me, kill me," Ming Luan murmured in pain, everything in front of him was filled with blood, and the magic lines burst from his arms to his face one by one.

Suddenly she picked up Wushuang, pierced her own magic element without hesitation, and blood gushed out.

Huai Bo opened his eyes in disbelief, knelt down on the ground, and stayed there for a while, then lifted Yun Zhong and put it across his neck.

Peiyu stood at the bow of the boat with a snowy complexion. After a while, everything around her began to collapse.

The voice of the Demon King came from the sky, "Do you want to become Mingluan again?"

Peiyu whispered: "I'm not Mingluan, I'm different from her."

The Demon Lord laughed softly, the sky was spinning, and the scenery was changing rapidly again, "I just let you see the past, now I will show you the future."

Shouxianfeng, the flowers and branches are stained with blood, and the bluestone boards are stained with blood.The bodies of Zhao Jianyi and others fell on the mountain road.

Huai Bai held on to the sword, the tip of the sword kept trembling, "Peiyu, don't do this, please."

The girl on the opposite side had red eyes, bleeding, and a roar of unknown meaning from her throat.

"Xiao Bai!" Jing Yi suddenly appeared.

"Peiyu" turned her head and jumped over suddenly, the moment the Yan knife was swung, her body froze.

Yun Zhong broke out and nailed her to the tree.

Huai Bo knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

……

In the seven cities of the East China Sea, Jiyue held a paper umbrella, and watched the apricot blossoms under the umbrella with Liu Huangu.

The girl in white came slowly out of the rain, her clothes were dotted with muddy water.

Liu Huan looked at and folded an apricot blossom, and waved with a smile: "Sister, come and see the flowers."

The girl quickened her pace, the cold knife light flashed, and the blood spread in the rain.

"Peiyu, what are you doing?" the woman in Tsing Yi said in surprise behind her.

The girl showed a strange smile, and slashed backhand.

Wushuang's knife is fast and cold.

Peiyu had already stood in front of Huai Bai, but Wushuang still passed through her and stabbed Huai Bai's body.

Blood splashed over, the knife was cold, but the blood was hot.

She stood dumbly in the rain, watching the completely demonized girl walk away with a knife, towards Qicheng.

……

Time is like a long river, past and future, with countless branches.

But no matter which branch, it will eventually merge into the long river and return to the same ending.

Standing in the chaotic time and space, Peiyu watched her past "self" or future "self" kill Huai Bai with her own hands, or was killed by Huai Bai, her expression went from despair to numbness, and it only took three thousand six hundred and seventy-four Second-rate.

"Please, don't do this." She slowly knelt down on the ground, unknowingly, her face was covered with tears, "Don't hurt her again."

Peiyu finally realized that no matter how hard she tried, no matter whether Shi Ling existed or not, no matter whether she could temporarily control the power of the Demon King, as long as she obtained the power that surpassed the world, her and Huai Bai's ending would inevitably be extremely tragic.

She wants to save the world, but what if the price is to completely hurt Master?

The cold wind rolled up snowflakes, and the waning moon in the sky did not set.

Three thousand, 670 and four reincarnations are just a snap of the fingers.

The Demon Lord was still standing opposite her, with a half-smile, "I give you my power, are you willing to accept it?"