Every day the puppet is playing dead

Opening the door, Chong Yu saw the blood-red moon hanging high in the sky.

The three blood-red moons are the unique symbol of the Demon Realm, which once again proves to Chongyu that he is in the Demon Realm.

And the person next to him, Yuan Wuxin, has become the owner of the Demon Realm.

"Follow."

Yuan Wuxin said something lightly, and walked towards the southeast alone.

There are many blood-red plum blossoms planted in the courtyard of the Demon Realm. Each plum blossom is so red that it looks like it is about to bleed under the moonlight.

Because Yuan Wuxin was suspicious and quiet, there was no vitality in the empty courtyard, and it was lifeless.

Chongyu froze for a moment, he looked at Yuan Wuxin's back with an inexplicable expression.

Looking at Yuan Wuxin's posture, it was obvious that he was used to having puppets following behind him, so Chongyu didn't dare to hesitate, so he hurriedly followed.

He was still hesitating, if he wanted to follow Yuan Wuxin, how far would it be better to keep, his body had already automatically told him——

He always kept a distance of three steps from Yuan Wuxin, neither too far nor too close.

When Yuan Wuxin walks fast, Chongyu also speeds up the pace;

When Yuan Wuxin slowed down, Chongyu also slowed down.

This tacit understanding has been deeply rooted in the body, and the body has already made a choice without Chong Yu thinking about it.

Chong Yu watched her steps, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Walking behind Yuan Wuxin, he looked at Yuan Wuxin's back, and for some reason, he felt a sense of peace of mind for no reason.

Peace of mind?

Staying by Yuan Wuxin's side is the greatest danger to Chongyu, where should he feel "at ease"?

One person and one puppet crossed the covered bridge, and the guards on the road saw that Yuan Wuxin and Chongyu were not surprised. They didn't follow, but bowed to Yuan Wuxin and then backed away, continuing to do their own things.

The whole journey was silent, as if there was only one person and one puppet walking in the huge palace, there was only the rustling sound. After a while, Chongyu fell asleep.

I don't know how long time has passed, it seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to have only passed for a moment.

Chongyu followed Yuan Wuxin through the deep corridor, through the deserted pond, and finally went around to the depths of the palace.

One person and one puppet walk a lot. The night in the Demon Realm is very cold. Such a long journey makes people's breath feel cool.

Yuan Wuxin seemed to prefer himself alone, taking his own puppet, walking slowly in the silence.

"arrive."

Yuan Wuxin said suddenly.

Chong Yu woke up with a jerk, and when he saw clearly where Yuan Wuxin had taken him, he couldn't help being a little curious.

According to the information Chongyu collected in the game before, the Demon Realm is a very magical place.

People in the Demon Realm are indeed brutal and unreasonable, but they are also rough and bold at the same time.

When the people in the other two realms fought fiercely because of their blood, everyone in the demon realm spoke directly with their fists——

Whoever is powerful is the Demon Lord.

Therefore, Yuan Wuxin became the Demon Lord here only by relying on his own force, while the rest of the demons were willing to be ruled by him.

In the Demon Realm, according to tradition, the Demon Lord's palace has always been the "Blood Moon Palace".

Any Demon Lord lives in the "Blood Moon Palace", and can build the palace according to his own preferences.

Over time, there are many other courtyards and small buildings in the Blood Moon Palace, and finally it is comparable to a maze.

The current Demon Lord is Yuan Wuxin, Yuan Wuxin is suspicious by nature, he can't tolerate strange demons dangling in front of him, so he directly disbanded the previous Demon Lord's harem, resulting in most of the other courtyards in Blood Moon Palace being vacant.

The "old friend" I had no intention of seeing today...

As soon as I heard it, I knew that that person must be miserable now.

Chongyu stood at the door and took a look. The courtyard was dark and full of weeds. After entering the courtyard, Chongyu saw the "old man" at a glance——

There was no other reason, because this "old man" was so conspicuous that he immediately occupied all of Chongyu's attention.

In the other courtyard, the house has been in disrepair for a long time, dilapidated, and the corners are in ruins;

There are a few dead trees in the yard, with dry branches extending upwards, lifeless.

In the middle of the courtyard, a person's limbs were spread out, his head was hanging down, and his whole body was suspended in mid-air.

But at this moment, the blood moon just rose to the highest point in the night sky, and the red moonlight poured down. With the blood moon as the background, the man who was suspended in the air was extremely strange.

Seeing this scene, Chongyu was taken aback. He couldn't figure out why a person was suspended in the air, and subconsciously tilted his head. With such a tilt, as the angle of view changed, he could vaguely see it in the air. A few reflections——

Dense transparent silk threads covered the entire courtyard, like a spider web catching its prey, catching that person.

Chong Yu couldn't help holding his breath.

This skill...

"Come out."

Yuan Wuxin stood below, he glanced at the "old friend" caught by the transparent silk thread, then turned his head and looked at a corner of the rock not far away.

anyone there?

Chongyu's hairs stood on end immediately, and he subconsciously followed Yuan Wuxin's gaze and looked there.

And when Chongyu turned his head to look there, the shadow of the mountain stone changed, and a silhouette gradually appeared from the shadow, and a cold voice sounded at the same time:

"Why bring eleven?"

The outline of that person became clear in a second, and the iconic white hair was exposed from the black cloak. He glanced at the puppet standing beside Yuan Wuxin with blue pupils in doubt, expressing his dissatisfaction to Yuan Wuxin with his eyes.

"Let him meet his old friend, maybe he can remember something."

Yuan Wuxin smiled and said something to the white-haired man.

"... Eleven doesn't need to know him."

The white-haired man carefully considered his words. While watching Chong Yu's reaction, he emphasized the use of the word "eleven" instead of another name.

"Who knows, it might work."

Yuan Wuxin's smile widened, and he slapped the white-haired man maliciously,

"Yi Sheng, you spent too little time with him, do you understand him?"

As soon as these words came out, the white-haired man's face immediately turned pale.

His face was originally very pale, but after Yuan Wuxin called out his name, the white-haired man lost all color on his face, and he stood there like a pale statue.

After a while, the white-haired man gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't call me that name."

There was a trace of bitterness in his eyes, and then he turned his head to look at the puppet, only to see that the puppet was standing under the "old man" caught by him, looking at that person with all his attention, without noticing what happened here.

At that moment, the white-haired man couldn't tell whether he should be happy or disappointed.

Chongyu certainly didn't have the "tit for tat" between Yiyuan Wuxin and the white-haired man.

He was looking up at the "old friend" who was hung up.

How should I put it, Chongyu has complicated feelings for that man.

Even if he knew this person, but through a computer screen, Chongyu didn't think it was a real "knowledge".

Even if he got a good impression at the beginning, it doesn't mean that he will have a good impression of that person in real life.

This contradictory feeling made Chongyu curious and confused about the person hanging up, he didn't even care about Yuan Wuxin next to him, and turned to look at that person wholeheartedly.

The person who was hung up was dizzy, it was a man.

The man must have been hanging here for a while, his clothes were a little messy, his long black hair was not tied up, and it was scattered over his shoulders in a mess, which made Chongyu unable to see the whole man's face clearly.

Chong Yu looked down without moving, and saw the flowing cloud pattern embroidered on the hem of this man's clothes, and suddenly realized——

This person should be a monk in the human world, or the one who claims to be righteous.

Understood, the Young Hero of the Righteous Way was captured by the Mozun, and the next thing should be a plot of falling in love and killing each other.

Chongyu recalled the time when the "game character" was killed. He was very sure that he had been on the "righteous way" blacklist, so the person he was linked to had nothing to do with him.

After thinking about it like this, Chong Yu calmed down a lot. He looked at the young hero of the righteous way who was hung up sadly, with loving eyes.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but if they go directly to the tiger's butt to pluck their fur, they are courting death.

"Um……"

After the "Young Hero" groaned, he opened his eyes, and saw two people and a puppet standing below him.

And as the "Young Hero" raised his head, Chong Yu finally saw the face of that man——

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, facial features are clear and handsome, and there is an immatureness between the brows.

"You...really you?!"

After seeing Chong Yu, the man showed a surprised expression.

At this moment, the person's limbs were tied with invisible silk threads, and he was completely a fish at the mercy of others, but even so, after waking up, and seeing Chongyu, the person was still struggling, like a bird that completely disregarded its own safety, He only thought about the little milk dog rushing to his master.

Chong Yu became more and more at a loss.

In the game, he was very annoyed by this "little milk dog" type, because the little milk dog was too easy to be deceived and had no sense of accomplishment, so he never made friends with such people at all.

Then, who is this young man who is hung up and looks familiar to him?

"Be quiet."

Yuan Wuxin snorted coldly, he raised his hand and waved a wave of spiritual power, and with a "pop", the face of the person hanging in the center of the net turned away, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Woooooooo..."

This slap made the man stop temporarily, he whimpered a few times, his eyes kept chasing Chongyu, his eyes looked pitiful and sad,

"Master...Master...Master, touch me...I feel so hurt..."

It was the first time someone called him "Master", and Chong Yu almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face in an instant.

Although he has no morals in the game, he is not so moral. Why does this person recognize him as the "master"? !

Just when Chongyu doubted his life, the white-haired man who had been silent by the side suddenly spoke:

"Are you Xiao Hei?"

"Xuan Mo! It's Xuan Mo! My name is Xuan Mo!"

The name "Xiao Hei" suddenly angered that person.

The man bared his teeth at the white-haired man, really looking like a dog:

"Traitor, bastard, get out."

The white-haired man was silent for a while, and under Yuan Wuxin's gaze, he said lightly:

"He's a half-demon...before...he was a dog raised by that man."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin smiled:

"In this way, after the death of the hypocrite, only dogs came to him."

Chongyu felt uncomfortable listening to the conversation between the two.

He knew that the "that person" in the white-haired man's mouth and the "hypocrite" in Yuan Wuxin's mouth were both referring to himself.

He did raise a dog in the game back then.

A little black dog.

And the dog was purely because he needed it to watch over his flock of chicks.

Unexpectedly, the dog is still a half-demon, and now it has turned into a human form.

At that time, the system did not inform Chongyu that the dog it picked up was a half-demon, so at the stage of naming, Chongyu was very perfunctory and called the dog "Xiao Hei".

And the dog's name "Xuanmo" is the two words that Chongyu typed out at random when he suffered from a second stroke while typing.

Strange, he didn't treat that dog very well, why did this dog take such a big risk to come here?

"Woooo, I'm really useless, I can't even steal it from you."

Seeing that Chongyu basically didn't respond the whole time, looking like a dead thing, the young hero who called himself "Xuan Mo" burst into tears, his nose was red from crying, and he didn't have any momentum. A bold lunatic who dared to break into the Blood Moon Palace at night.

"You came to me just to steal someone?"

Yuan Wuxin asked Xiang Shaoxia with great interest.

The young hero who had been crying stopped crying. He glanced at Chongyu, as if he had gained some courage, and gradually calmed down.

The aura of this half-demon young hero changed completely, his black pupils were as deep as a black hole, and he couldn't see the light. He looked at Yuan Wuxin, and his tone was calm and deep:

"Let's make a deal, Yuan Wuxin."

It's totally like a different person.

This change finally aroused Yuan Wuxin's interest. He raised his hand and signaled the white-haired man to do it.

The white-haired man nodded, his ten fingers moved slightly, the silk thread in the air changed, and the young hero who was suspended in the air sank a little, just in time to be face to face with Chongyu.

However, the person who was still crying at Chong Yu before, this time he just glanced at Chong Yu casually.

Afterwards, Shaoxia said to Yuan Wuxin:

"I know where the glazed louver is placed... I can take you to Lingxian Pavilion."

He paused, then glanced at Chong Yu who was standing beside him, and continued:

"The condition is that after arriving at the Lingxian Pavilion, each depends on his own ability."