Demon Lord, he is rebellious

Xianyu Haoyang stood by the river, he felt like a passerby, those smiles had nothing to do with him, those expectations had nothing to do with him, and those joys had nothing to do with him.

He believes that his life began when he met Duan Xun.Not since his mother gave birth to him, when he fell to the ground.

Since he was born, his parents died, and his tribe became extinct. He struggled to survive under the trampling of the enemy. He had already lived such a humble life, but he still had to suffer the disgusting humiliation of a slave owner.

The term "parents" is unfamiliar to him. When he was young, he had resentment, resentment that they left him prematurely, so that he did not experience the love of his parents.

But he also often envies those children who have fathers and mothers, watching them act like a baby to their parents unscrupulously, Xianyu Haoyang thinks in his heart: If I have parents, would they treat me like this?

It's just that after a long time, and he has grown up, he will no longer have such unrealistic dreams.

Xianyu Haoyang felt that the world really didn't treat him well.They were born without parents and had to be enslaved.It was not easy to meet the master, but found out that he was a demon, and there was no balance between good and evil.

Is this world really so beautiful?

Looking at the billowing red dust in front of him, Xianyu Haoyang fell into deep thought.

He couldn't understand why there were such happy smiles on people's faces, and the smiling faces beside him suddenly overlapped with the crowd in front of the Buddha Pagoda in his memory.

Those faces full of hatred, hatred, and sarcasm are that he has personally experienced people's inexplicable hostility towards him, and countless malicious words filled his ears. It turns out that this is the world.

Those vicious words in his ears gave him a headache, he covered his ears, but those voices still drifted into his ears without any change, Xianyu Haoyang's eyes were red, and there was a trace of darkness in his eyes that was imperceptible, and a desire to The urge to destroy those smiles.

Suddenly, Xianyu Haoyang froze, and time seemed to stand still.

On the painted bridge not far away, a figure in white stood on it, looking at him with a smile on his mouth.

The man's snow-colored clothes moved, his wide sleeves fluttered, and his body seemed to be shining, which was out of tune with everything around him.That figure has icy muscles and bones, like white snow in the mountains, noble and holy.

The lotus pattern embroidered with gold thread on the robe seemed to come alive under the light at this moment, blooming large lotus flowers.

At this moment, Xianyu Haoyang's heart was pulled from hell to the world.

He almost ran to the side of the painting bridge, looked at Duan Xun who was walking towards him, and felt that it was the most precious treasure in the world coming to him, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could be taken into it In the arms, isolated from everyone's prying eyes.

He looked at Duan Xun on the bridge, he hesitated to speak, fearing that it was just a flower in a mirror, the moon in the water, and it would break if he poked it.

Duan Xun walked up to him, smiled and said: "Passing by here, I noticed your aura. Seeing that you have not returned for a long time, I will come and see for the teacher."

Only then did Xianyu Haoyang believe it was true, and murmured: "Master... let's go home."

Duan Xun sensed that Haoyang Xianyu was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any further questions, nodded his head lightly, and said softly, "Okay, I'll take you home as a teacher."

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Back in Huashi Pavilion, Xianyu Haoyang found two bottles of Lihuabai and went to Duan Xun's room, knocked on the door, "Master, are you there?"

"Come in." Duan Xun's elegant voice came from inside the room.

Pushing the door open, he saw Duan Xunzheng sitting at the table in neat clothes, with two cups in front of him, as if he knew that Haoyang Xianyu would come back to look for him.

Xianyu Haoyang asked in surprise: "Master knows that I will come?"

Duan Xun said with a smile: "You are the child I raised, your emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, naturally the teacher is the clearest."

Xianyu Haoyang smiled in relief, sat down opposite Duan Xun, took out Lihuabai, first poured a glass for Duan Xun, and then filled the glass in front of him.

Duan Xun was stunned for a moment, "Is it wine?"

Xianyu Haoyang was also stunned, and said in a confused voice: "Master prepared two cups, didn't you want to drink and chat with me? Could it be tea?"

Immediately, Xianyu Haoyang came to his senses, and said in surprise, "It can't really be drinking tea!"

Duan Xun was a little at a loss, and raised his wine glass in a disguised manner, "Naturally...of course it's drinking!" Not waiting for Xianyu Haoyang to stop him, Duan Xun raised his head, and it was done!

"Cough cough," Duan Xun coughed unceasingly due to alcohol stimulation, Xianyu Haoyang quickly poured another glass of water and handed it to Duan Xun to rinse his mouth.

After drinking two cups in a row, the burning feeling in the throat got better.

"Master, you don't know how to drink before?" Xianyu Haoyang teased.

Duan Xun put down the water glass in his hand, "Is there something on your mind that you came to drink for the teacher?" He decided to change the topic of wine.

Hearing Duan Xun's question, Xianyu Haoyang also put away his teasing expression, and told the story about the bottom of Yongji Canyon, but omitted the part about the saint.

Finally, he said: "I searched for three days at the bottom of the valley. Except for the monster named Mohongbei, there were only countless corpses. Other than that, I found nothing. Master, I always feel that the people behind this matter and the human race Inseparable from the relationship."

Duan Xun pondered: "Is it because of the spell cast on the last monster?"

"Yes, I'm not mistaken about that technique. It's a secret talisman that can only be used by a monk of the human race. As long as it is planted in someone else's body in advance, once the implanted person reveals his identity, the secret talisman will detonate by itself." Xian Yu Hao Yang nodded solemnly.

Duan Xundao, "The monster race, the demon race, the human race, things are getting more and more complicated."

Xianyu Haoyang continued: "The person behind the scenes is really insane. He can do such a heartless thing. What exactly does he want to do?"

"People in the world always do something for the sake of power, wealth, fame and fortune. Even if this matter succeeds in the end, it will not be related to wealth, fame, and profit. Then only power is left!" Duan Xun said lightly. .

"Quan?" Xianyu Haoyang didn't quite understand what Duan Xun meant.

Duan Xun looked at the wine glasses on the table in a daze, the two bottles of Lihuabai Xianyu Haoyang brought had already bottomed out. "According to what you said, that monster might just be a failure. One failure would seriously injure Brother Meng at the fusion stage, so what about a success? Or are there hundreds or thousands of such failures?"

Xianyu Haoyang only felt a chill down his spine, he understood that the purpose of the person behind it might be to dominate the Minglan Continent!

But for one person's ambition, how much blood has to be paid behind it!

Xianyu Haoyang sighed softly: "The person behind the scenes is cunning and vicious, and his work is impeccable. If we want to find him, we can only rely on Uncle Meng."

Xianyu Haoyang thought of something, and said to Duan Xun, "Master, how is Uncle Meng?"