Don't mess with him, his three beautiful masters are too cruel

Han Bufan's analysis is not without reason. Chu Lingxiao can completely save Mo Jiutian by himself.

In this way, although it would be better to join forces with Han Bufan, the price Chu Lingxiao would pay to save Han Bufan would be greater after all.

If he fails, Chu Lingxiao will become a prisoner of the demon clan and, like Han Bufan, will be locked up in prison and tortured by the jailers.

Chu Lingxiao looked at Han Bufan and said seriously: "I saved you because you are from Jiutian Pavilion! The people from Jiutian Pavilion were captured by the demon clan and put in jail. I must rescue you! There is nothing to say!"

"There's nothing to say..."

Han Bufan repeated Chu Lingxiao's words, but he felt inexplicably moved in his heart.

He thought he was going to die at the hands of the demon clan, or perhaps have an even more tragic ending.

That means being taken away by the beastmen and becoming a cauldron for others to practice!

And all this turned around because Chu Lingxiao risked his life to save him.

It can be said that Chu Lingxiao gave Han Bufan a second chance to live!

Especially when he thought that Chu Lingxiao handed over the jailer who had insulted Han Bufan many times to him for handling, Han Bufan was even more moved!

Not only did he save him, but he also allowed him to kill his enemy with his own hands.

Han Bufan pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and looked at Chu Lingxiao solemnly, "Thank you!"

thank you!

The arrogant Han Bufan has never said the three words "thank you" to anyone in his life.

And today he said this for the first time, actually to Chu Lingxiao.

This made Han Bufan feel like he was dreaming.

But he knew that all this was true!

Chu Lingxiao smiled faintly and asked, "I killed your father, don't you hate me?"

Han Bufan sighed, "Before my father died, he must have told you that he wanted to destroy Jiutian Pavilion and kill Mo Jiutian, right?"

Chu Lingxiao nodded, "Yes!"

Han Bufan smiled bitterly, "My father fought with Mo Jiutian's father and was seriously injured.

He always held a grudge against Mo Jiutian's father, so he was determined to destroy Jiutian Pavilion.

If he says this to you, he will surely bring disaster upon himself!"

Chu Lingxiao nodded again, "I will kill anyone who wants to kill me!"

Han Bufan sighed and said, "So you want to kill my dad, I don't blame you!"

Chu Lingxiao said: "But I still killed your father!"

Han Bufan raised his head and looked at Chu Lingxiao seriously, "Do you really think that the miracle doctor I invited can save my father?

That was all to make my dad happy!

My father was terminally ill, and although the miracle doctor had great medical skills, he was powerless to save him.

So if you don't kill my dad, he won't live for more than a month!"

Chu Lingxiao was quite surprised when he heard this.

Han Bufan said sternly: "Chu Lingxiao, no matter what, you killed my father, I must avenge you!

But you gave me my life, and you are also my benefactor!

So I decided that after this matter is over, you and I will have a duel!

No matter who wins or loses, this matter has come to an end!

I can also give an explanation to my father!"

Chu Lingxiao nodded seriously, "Okay!"

At this time, Yu Ling looked at Chu Lingxiao and asked, "I have helped you here. Considering my sincerity, can you give me the antidote?"

Chu Lingxiao said: "As agreed, you take me to find Qingmu, and then I will give you the antidote!"

Yu Ling bit her lip and said, "Chu Lingxiao, you'd better not break your promise! Because I've already sacrificed my future to help you!"

Chu Lingxiao nodded, "I will never break my promise!"

After saying that, he glanced around Yu Ling's house.

Yu Ling's home is not luxurious, but it is very warm.

He saw two paintings on a wall, one of which was a painting of a dignified woman, and the other was a painting of a majestic man.

"The girl is my mother, and the boy is my father!"

Seeing Chu Lingxiao staring at the two paintings in a trance, Yu Ling explained.

Chu Lingxiao nodded slightly. He remembered Yu Ling told him that Yu Ling's mother was from the demon race, and her father was from the human race.

"Where are they now?"

Chu Lingxiao asked subconsciously.

Hearing this, Yu Ling's mouth twitched and she said, "They are all dead!"

Chu Ling was stunned and quickly said, "That was my fault!"

Yu Ling shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Nothing! Three years ago, they followed Qing Mu to the outer world to fight against the people of the Heavenly Court. In that war, my parents all died!"

"So that's why you hate the people in Heaven so much!"

Chu Lingxiao understood. When he talked to Yu Ling about the people in Heaven before, there was deep hatred in Yu Ling's eyes. Now Chu Lingxiao knew the answer.

At this time, Han Bufan frowned and said, "Three years ago, in an unknown world, Qingmu led 8,000 demons to fight against our heavenly people. I also participated in that battle! But I didn't see these two people following Qingmu in the portrait!"

"My parents didn't go to war?"

Yu Ling looked at Han Bufan in disbelief and immediately shook her head, "That's impossible! The day before the battle, I saw them follow Qing Mu to the teleportation array with my own eyes!"

Han Bufan looked at the two portraits carefully and asked, "Are the portraits close to your parents' real appearance?"

Yu Ling said confidently: "It's very close! I can say that the way my parents are painted is exactly what they look like!"

Hearing this, Han Bufan frowned and said, "I have a good memory. During the battle that year, I really didn't see your parents!"

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly.

Han Bufan is from the Heavenly Palace. There were 8,000 demon people present at that time. How could Han Bufan remember whether her parents participated in the war?

There were more important things to do next, so Yu Ling didn't pay too much attention to what Han Bufan said.

In order to change the subject, she looked at Chu Lingxiao and said, "I will take you to find Qingmu later. Whether you can deal with him depends entirely on you!

If you succeed, I will take you out of the demon clan headquarters. If you fail, you will die here!

But before that, you must give me the antidote!"

Chu Lingxiao said: "It's a deal!"

Night falls quickly.

The demon clan headquarters.

The castle that Aoki belonged to occupied an area of ​​thousands of feet in radius.

In the luxurious room.

Aoki stared at a portrait on the wall in a trance.

There is a woman painted on the scroll.

The woman is dignified and elegant, with a tall and graceful figure, especially her beautiful face, which seems to exist only in paintings and is hard to find in the real world.

Not hard to find.

But it is almost impossible to exist!

And the beautiful woman in the painting is Mo Jiutian!

Qingmu stared at Mo Jiutian's portrait with burning eyes.

"How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world!"

Nodding slightly, Aoki couldn't help but sigh.