Every day the puppet is playing dead

The Devil Realm has its own set of procedures for handling affairs, and the cabinet is a place specially created by Yuan Wuxin to handle various affairs in the Devil Realm;

It is like a huge machine, processing it in an orderly manner.

"Your name is Eleven?"

The demon who Yuan Wuxin called "Uncle Li" poked Chongyu with his finger while Yuan Wuxin was handling official business.

Chong Yu cast a sideways glance at the demon, and nodded.

"Good boy, let me talk more with uncle, Xiao Yuan is a goofy man, don't you be too."

Uncle Li's appearance is a gentle middle-aged man, he should look amiable, but unfortunately, the pattern on his face moves when he speaks, which makes him look hideous instead.

Chong Yu was silent for a moment, he could only say tactfully:

"I'm a puppet."

Who would expect a puppet to talk much.

These words caused the light in Uncle Li's eyes to dissipate immediately. He sighed and said to Chong Yu secretly:

"I thought I could learn more about Ohara from you."

Hearing this, Chong Yu narrowed his eyes subtly, and he asked:

"You... are very close to the master?"

"I'm his uncle."

Uncle Li raised his head and continued with a smile,

"Do you want to know the origin of Yuan Wuxin's name?"

According to Uncle Li, he is related to Yuan Wuxin by blood.

It's just a blood relationship.

He knew Yuan Wuxin's mother, Yuan Wuxin's mother, who was a pure-blooded demon.

The story of Yuan Wuxin's mother is a love story full of betrayal and blood.

All in all, just one sentence -

A demon girl who had just arrived in the human world was deceived by a man and finally became pregnant with a child.

But the girl came to her senses later, and she went to kill the man. When she was seriously injured and dying, she gave birth to a child, and then passed away.

That child is Yuan Wuxin.

"If anyone hurts Lili Fangcao, it will be sad for the world's fickle lovers. It's hard to get into the mouth of the weak water, and the west wind laughs and laughs at the begonia."【1】

Uncle Li looked at Yuan Wuxin's back and sighed,

"It's good to be heartless and heartless, live easily and live long."

Chong Yu was silent.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that Yuan Wuxin was quite like his mother.

"That child doesn't know what he went through. When I picked him up, his flesh and blood were almost burnt, but he is not dead yet."

Recalling the scene at that time, Uncle Li still couldn't help shivering.

At that time, most of Yuan Wuxin's body was gone, and he could barely see a human figure, but his eyes were shining brightly, with a burning light that made one dare not look directly at them.

Sensing the blood connection, Uncle Li hesitated for a while, and finally rescued Yuan Wuxin.

As a result, such a rescue saved a new Demon Lord from the Demon Realm.

Recalling Yuan Wuxin's thunderous methods, Uncle Li couldn't help but wonder what Yuan Wuxin went through to become like that.

"I don't know who made him look like that, hey."

Uncle Li shook his head and said,

"That child is also poor."

After saying this, Uncle Li looked at Chongyu, and said earnestly:

"I think Xiao Yuan really trusts you, so don't let Xiao Yuan down."

Chong Yu: "..."

As the chief culprit who kicked Yuan Wuxin into Huangquan Road, he felt guilty for no reason.

"what are you guys saying?"

Yuan Wuxin raised his head from a pile of memorials and saw Uncle Li approaching Chong Yu, his face was displeased,

"Uncle Li, if you're okay, you might as well help me correct the memorial more."

"Hahahaha, what are you talking about, Uncle, I have been helping you for several days, and now I am so tired that I can't straighten my back."

Uncle Li thumped his waist pretendingly, and walked out quickly at the same time,

"Oh, I'm getting old, I'm going back to rest."

In a flash, Uncle Li disappeared without a trace.

In the huge room, only Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin were left.

Yuan Wuxin withdrew his gaze, then looked at Chongyu, frowned, and asked:

"What did he tell you?"

Chong Yu paused, and after deliberating over his vocabulary for a long time, he said cautiously:

"Uncle Li said that the subordinates must take good care of the master."

"eventful."

Yuan Wuxin said something angrily, lowered his head and continued to read the memorial.

However, within a few seconds, Yuan Wuxin raised his head again, looking at Chongyu with a delicate expression:

"What did you call him just now?"

Chong Yu: "..."

Seeing the puppet's blank expression again, Yuan Wuxin rubbed his temples:

"Forget it, you can also call him Uncle Li."

Chong Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and agreed.

Afterwards, in the study room there was only the sound of Yuan Wuxin flipping through the memorial, and occasionally the footsteps of guards and Chongyu moving the memorial.

Time passed, and before they knew it, the two of them stayed in the cabinet for a day.

After seeing off the last minister, Yuan Wuxin sat on a chair and rubbed his temples wearily.

After a while, Yuan Wuxin turned his head and asked:

"how?"

Chongyu blinked his eyes for a moment before realizing that Yuan Wuxin was asking him, so he replied:

"Fortunately."

Listening to Chongyu's tone, Yuan Wuxin nodded and said:

"We'll go back after we finish dealing with the rest of the business."

Chong Yu nodded: "Okay."

"Your honor."

At this time, a guard walked over tremblingly and bowed to Yuan Wuxin:

"Elder Bai asks to see you."

"Elder Bai?"

Yuan Wuxin murmured, he frowned, and thought about who this person was for a long time, but still had no idea, he waved his hand casually, "No see."

"This... Elder Bai said that he found the glazed venetian lamp."

The guard lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Yuan Wuxin.

Hearing the "glazed venetian lamp", Yuan Wuxin immediately concentrated his attention. He put the pen in his hand aside and signaled:

"Let him in."

"Yes."

One minute later, Elder Bai stood in front of Yuan Wuxin.

"Do you know glazed venetian lamps?"

Yuan Wuxin propped his chin with one hand and asked lazily.

Elder Bai is an aristocrat in the demon world, and it is said that he is a descendant of a certain line of pure blood.

He is old, and has almost reached the period of the five declines of heaven and man. He is not a threat, and he has never appeared in front of Yuan Wuxin, so Yuan Wuxin is still willing to see him.

"Yes, the old man knows."

Elder Bai said with a smile.

"Tell me."

"One is in Lingxian Pavilion."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin waved his hand impatiently:

"I know. You can go."

Elder Bai hurriedly took two steps forward, and continued:

"The old man knows, there is one more."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin finally turned his attention to Elder Bai. Instead of yelling at Elder Bai to back off, he signaled him to continue.

"Another light is somewhere... somewhere in the East China Sea."

In the latter words, Elder Bai paused on purpose, he was waiting.

This is obviously something to ask for.

Yuan Wuxin was quite dissatisfied with this behavior, he raised his eyes to Elder Bai:

"what do you want?"

Elder Bai stroked his beard, continued to smile, and said kindly:

"I don't ask for much, and my lord will definitely give it."

Yuan Wuxin was impatient: "Say."

"Yes."

Elder Bai turned his gaze to Chongyu behind Yuan Wuxin, complex emotions flashed in his cloudy pupils:

"The old man's request is nothing more than..."

In the next second, Elder Bai shouted sharply:

"Let you pay for my son!!!"

This is an old demon, suddenly a white light like lightning burst out from his chest, and he went straight to Yuan Wuxin's face.

The white light was extremely strange. After leaving Elder Bai's body, Elder Bai's whole body seemed to be pulled out of the spine by someone in an instant, and he suddenly became shriveled and fell to the ground, dead beyond death.

But Yuan Wuxin's reaction was faster, he quickly waved his hand, and in an instant, three layers of gorgeous and huge magic circles were opened layer by layer, blocking the way of Bai Guang's progress.

I saw that white light hit the first layer of magic circle, the magic circle shattered directly, and then penetrated the first layer of magic circle.

At this time, Yuan Wuxin showed a surprised expression.

After penetrating the first layer of magic circle, the speed of the white light weakened a lot, and the brilliance also became weaker, but its direction did not change, and it hit the second layer of magic circle. As soon as it came into contact, the two excited out fire.

After holding on for a few seconds, the second layer of magic circle also burst.

White Light moved on.

After seeing the white light penetrate the two layers of defensive circles, even the unresponsive Chongyu saw something bad, his face changed slightly, and he subconsciously put one hand on the hilt of his sword.

Under Chong Yu's nervous gaze, the white light hit the third layer of defensive circle, making a piercing sound;

The third layer of defensive magic circle is to block the direction of the white light with all its strength. It was deformed by the impact, and the spell on it was distorted.

There was a saw-saw between the white light and the defensive circle, but after a while, the white light and the circle shattered at the same time, leaving only a little bit of starlight in the midair.

In the end, Bai Guang failed to break through the last layer of defensive circle.

The whole process took only three seconds, but it still made people break out in a cold sweat.

This time, the assassination with Elder Bai's flesh and blood as a sacrifice failed in the end.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Yuan Wuxin heaved a sigh of relief. He stood up and looked condescendingly at the place where Elder Bai once stood on the ground——

Now, there is only a layer of soft skin left.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Chongyu took a step forward. He stood beside Yuan Wuxin, looked at the puddle of meat on the ground with Yuan Wuxin, and asked curiously:

"Who is he?"

Yuan Wuxin tilted his head, thinking for a moment:

"It should be related to Wuxiang...or..."

He turned his head, glanced at Chongyu's arm, and meant something:

"Remember that demon who grabbed your arm?"

Chong Yu was stunned for a moment, and he finally remembered that when he first woke up, Yuan Wuxin didn't remove the arms of a man in white, and then pressed those arms on him.

"Is that really... mine?"

Chong Yu couldn't believe it.

Although he vaguely guessed the truth, he couldn't understand why someone really pressed his arm on his body.

Leaving aside the issue of immune rejection or non-rejection, will someone really remove their own arm and connect it to someone else's arm?

Shouldn't the original be better?

For a moment, Chong Yu's thinking was a little confused.

But Chong Yu forgot that his body was once a "reincarnation of an artifact".

Since it is related to the "artifact", it means that his body is naturally favored by aura. Even if it is part of the body, some people will take risks and try to use the "artifact" to take a shortcut.

"Don't think too much, this is yours."

Yuan Wuxin stretched out a finger, and tapped Chongyu's forehead in disgust, for fear that his puppet would bleed again because of too many thoughts.

With a light slap, Chong Yu's head was tilted, and then he said in a daze:

"Oh."

As a Demon Lord, Yuan Wuxin had experienced more than a dozen assassinations, not to mention dozens, so this time, Yuan Wuxin didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, stay away, dirty."

Yuan Wuxin pulled Chong Yu away, he took a closer look at the pool of flesh and blood, although he said it plainly, in fact Yuan Wuxin frowned.

And at the moment when Yuan Wuxin approached the pool of flesh and blood, a vision suddenly appeared——

With a "bang", a second white light burst out from the pool of flesh and blood.

The second white light' was aggressive, fueled by the pool of flesh and blood on the ground, it looked faster and more ferocious than the first one, trying to devour everything nearby with incomparable momentum.

Yuan Wuxin was so shocked that his pupils shrank, he subconsciously gathered his spiritual power, and wanted to expand the defensive magic circle, but it took time for the magic circle to expand, and such a short distance was enough for a second white light to pass through his chest.

Just when Yuan Wuxin thought that he was going to be seriously injured, his body was suddenly knocked by a force, and the next second, the white light directly hit the puppet's body——

After a loud noise, Yuan Wuxin hugged Chongyu and was blown away together.

The huge force knocked Yuan Wuxin and Chongyu directly through the wall and flew out.

Yuan Wuxin immediately adjusted his posture in mid-air, hugged Chongyu, turned around, and landed on a flat ground not far away.

"you……"

Yuan Wuxin lowered his head, looked at the puppet in his arms, and tried to cover the wound on the puppet with one hand, but found that the wound was too big. With just such a move, one-third of the puppet's body was broken.

The only thing that made people feel a little relieved was that the white light didn't blow up Chong Yu's upper body.

"My day..."

Chong Yu cursed weakly.

When the white light exploded, he stepped forward and knocked Yuan Wuxin away purely by instinct.

Chongyu thought very simply at that moment, he was a puppet body, even if his body broke down, he would be fine, but Yuan Wuxin was a real flesh and blood body.

However, Chong Yu overestimated herself.

It is true that the body of the puppet is not sensitive to pain, but it does not mean that it does not feel pain.

Fragmenting one-third of the body is a very exhausting thing for Chongyu.

"Original Wuxin..."

The brain was extremely drowsy, and Chong Yu felt dizzy and drowsy, but he didn't know if he would sleep forever, so he called out Yuan Wuxin's name in a daze.

"I'm here, don't sleep, do you hear me, I order you, don't sleep!!!"

Yuan Wuxin's eyes were red, he was very afraid that the puppet who had lost so many bodies suddenly would lose his sanity again, so he became cruel and gave the order directly.

At the same time, Yuan Wuxin ignored the chaos in the cabinet, picked up Chongyu's remaining body, and quickly ran towards the nearest teleportation array.

"Original Wuxin..."

Chongyu murmured in Yuan Wuxin's arms, he was about to fall asleep, but he didn't know where he would be when he opened his eyes next time, so Chongyu said what he wanted to say,

"you're good."

Yuan Wuxin looked down at Yizhong Yu, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Yuan Wuxin...you actually did it..."

Chong Yu continued to murmur, blood dripped slowly from the gap in his body, staining his body red,

"Keep going...you are much better than me..."

Yuan Wuxin tightened Chongyu's hand:

"Do you remember?"

"……you guess?"

He was about to fall asleep, but Chong Yu couldn't help it. He barely opened his eyes, took a look at Yuan Wuxin, and smiled weakly.

At this time, Yuan Wuxin had already found the teleportation array, he didn't care about what Chongyu said before, he just comforted:

"Let's go find Yi Sheng right away, and he will give you a new body."

Yi Sheng...

Chong Yu thought of the white-haired man, he sighed, he is already like this, what else can he save.

If he died in the end, it would be great, and he would not have to face these painful people and things anymore.

Forget it, go to sleep.

Unable to hold on, Chongyu closed her eyes, allowing the darkness to erode all her sanity.

On the other side, Yuan Wuxin noticed that the body of the puppet in his arms suddenly lost his breath, and his eyebrows twitched.

He stopped subconsciously, wanting to lower his head to see what the puppet in his arms was like, but when he lowered his head, he saw a scene that made his eyes tear apart——

A little bit of fluorescence escaped from the puppet's body, it was not very obvious, but it disappeared as soon as it was blown.

"eleven?"

Yuan Wuxin's face was ashes, his body was full of dark fire, it should have been burning unbearably, but at this moment it was like falling into an ice cellar.

He panicked and stretched out a hand, trying to take back the spiritual light that escaped from the puppet:

"Don't scare me...don't leave me again...Chongyu?"

However, Yuan Wuxin's hand couldn't touch the aura at all, and it was only futile.

"By the way, Yi Sheng, Yi Sheng has a solution."

Yuan Wuxin muttered a few words, as if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw, he suddenly picked up the puppet again, and then rushed towards the teleportation array.

At this time, the teleportation array lit up.

In the next second, the owner of the thatched cottage sensed Yuan Wuxin's aura, and Yi Sheng lifted the hay curtain, and was just about to open his mouth to mock something, but when he saw Yuan Wuxin, he lost his voice instantly.

"save him."

Yuan Wuxin hugged the broken puppet, his face was pale, his blood-red pupils were out of focus, like a helpless child,

"Save him."

Yi Sheng was silent for two seconds, he stepped forward to take the puppet body from Yuan Wuxin's arms, and walked into the cottage.

"He...he also...I...Scattered Spirit...Eleven."

Yuan Wuxin didn't look like the usual invincible Demon Lord at this time, he followed behind Yi Sheng in a daze, speaking incoherently, he didn't know what to say.

In the end, Yuan Wuxin fell into despair.

That's right, that white light, just him, could barely stop it with three defensive magic circles;

But now, Eleven hit him directly with his body...

It is his luck that he still has a part of his body left.

"Okay, Yuan Wuxin."

As if sensing the death energy in Yuan Wuxin's body, Yi Sheng stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and saw Yuan Wuxin's appearance. After all, he couldn't bear it. He said,

"Eleven is fine."

Yuan Wuxin froze for a moment, something rekindled in his eyes:

"Does he not have a loose spirit?"

"Caring is messing up."

Yi Sheng took out a ruby ​​from the puppet's arms, threw it on the ground,

"That's just the spiritual power that overflowed when the amulet shattered, not the scattered spirit of the puppet."

Yuan Wuxin stared at the ruby ​​jade tablet on the ground, the jade tablet was full of cracks, it seemed that it blocked most of the power of the second white light.

... However, he never gave the puppet this jade token.

Yuan Wuxin picked up the ruby ​​jade tablet on the ground, his expression was in a trance.

Yi Sheng didn't know this kind of mystery, so he said to Yuan Wuxin:

"Maybe there are not enough materials to make the puppet body, you go get some materials."

After finishing speaking, before Yuan Wuxin could react, Yi Sheng had already entered the cottage with the puppet in his arms.

Yuan Wuxin stopped checking the jade token in his hand, and subconsciously looked back at the giant tree hanging on the cliff not far away.

The giant tree is still green and full of vitality.

After a while, Yuan Wuxin turned his head around, holding the ruby ​​jade tablet in his hand, showing a strange expression.

He cried and laughed for a long time, the expression on his face was resentment for a while, rejoicing for a while, repeated several times, and finally, Yuan Wuxin tightly squeezed the broken jade tablet in his hand, buried his face in the palm of his hand, and murmured in a low voice road:

"fortunately……"

Fortunately, this jade tablet blocked it.

The author has something to say:

I was arrested to work overtime, a little late.

(1) It is a poem, the author is unknown, and it was picked from the Internet