Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

The purple bamboo forest outside the Temple of Killing God.

The place is full of withered wormwood and dead trees, making the sky even more gloomy and gloomy.

As soon as Ran Shen changed from his former gentle temperament, his complexion suddenly became cold, and when he waved his hand, a huge and transparent mirror image appeared in front of him.

Inside the mirror image is a ghost with a terrifying face, skinny like a bone, and the voice that sounds is creepy and treacherous.

"What orders does the demon god have?"

Ran Shen's eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and his tone of voice was cold and frightening: "I want Ye Junli to die! I want him to die!"

He almost tried his best to force out this sentence of resentment from his dantian. When he mentioned Ye Junli's name, he couldn't help but think of Yun Qian's distressing dying appearance, and he even resented him to the marrow.

The ghost in the mirror image replied: "Devil God, Ye Junli's current magic power is too strong, we have not been able to compete with him... You have paved the way for so long, so you must not give up..."

The ghost's tone didn't fluctuate at all, but it also showed an inexplicable sense of impatience.

"But I didn't expect it! The road I worked so hard to pave made him the price..." Speaking of Yunqian, Ran Shen hid his face in grief, his voice trembling, as if he had fallen into endless grief.

"Devil God, who is he? What do you need your subordinates to do?" Gui Mei couldn't help wondering as he watched his master sink into rare grief.

Ran Shen tried to calm down for a while, put away his emotions, his eyes were as deep as a dark and unpredictable quagmire.

"He is the person I want to protect. Pass my order down, and you must find an elixir called Heart-protecting Pill. Also, don't make any more noise on the Temple of Killing God for the time being."

"Subordinates understand!" Ran Shen waved lightly, and the mirror image disappeared immediately.

He returned to his usual gentle posture, but the smile was no longer on his brows and eyes.

Ran Shen dragged an extremely long shadow back to Nightmare Palace, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Ye Junli staring at the sleeping Yunqian in front of the bed, with rare tenderness in his breath.

"Holy Lord." Ran Shen whispered, pulling Ye Junli back from his thoughts.

He regained his fierce aura: "How is he?"

Ran Shen bowed his head respectfully, but still couldn't help but glance at Yun Qian on the bed.

He was sleeping soundly like an innocent child, seemingly unguarded.

Such an atmosphere made Ranshen's answer even more indistinctly resentful.

"Hui Shengjun, the water in the void pool has a little poisonous gas, which more or less affects his body, that's why he is so weak and sleeps so deeply..."

Although it was extremely short, Ran Shen still caught the flash of emotion in Ye Junli's eyes, was it worry?Distressed?or guilt?

Ran Shen didn't believe it, he was willing to treat Yun Qian like that, how could he have these unnecessary emotions?

He continued to reply: "Please rest assured, Holy Monarch, the Fire Flame Pearl is not damaged."

Mentioning Huo Yanzhu, Ye Junli moved his lips, showing a dangerous look under his eyelids.

"I must let him hand over the Fire Orb! You must keep an eye on it, and you must not let him die!"

At this moment, the rare tenderness just now no longer exists, and the hatred in Ye Jun's heart is greater than everything else. As long as Yun Qian does not hand over the Huo Yanzhu for a day, he will never have a good life.

At this moment, behind Ranshen's lowered head and drooping brows, a pair of deep and resentful eyes turned scarlet, he tried to calm down for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Well, please give him peace of mind to Ranshen, and Ranshen will try his best to let him He recovers."