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Loved ones were saved.The resentment that had gradually risen in the jar dissipated at that moment, and turned into thoughts of gratitude.

In addition to Huang Sha, Mo Luo raised his hand and shattered all the soul jars, and also broke the life-leading ropes that caused harm to the world and caused people to die without rest.

Ling Feng flicked the big cloak with black and gold patterns, and Mozun left without looking back.He never knew that in a jar that was shattered into pieces and sank into the sea, there used to be a pair of adoring and longing eyes, silently chasing after his back.

From then on, that silvery streak was deeply embedded in the young man's eyes and heart.So that later, when the guiding rope broke, his living soul floated away from the rotting corpse, but because of the affection in his heart, he did not disperse, and by chance, he melted into a small shell in the sea of ​​night and fell asleep.

A hundred years later, when he wakes up again, he has forgotten all the past, but he will always remember that in the dream he has had for a hundred years, there is always a silvery white that makes him want to get closer, so dazzling that it makes people cry.

12. Shame

"Demon Lord... Demon Lord?" The demon official who provided the secret report still bowed his head, waiting for Mo Luo's reply.But he didn't hear the answer from the Demon Lord for a long time, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows curiously.I saw Mo Luo sitting on the king's chair calmly, staring at the void, frowning slightly, seeming to be puzzled, but also thoughtful.

Huang Sha's death, he was personally sent on the road back then, Mo Luo was of course puzzled, how can the dead talk about a comeback?But compared to those, what he is more concerned about at this moment is why the treasure hidden in his sleeve was repeating the screams of joy the last moment, but the next moment when the news was presented, he suddenly stopped making a sound, holding the treasure in his hand. All that can be felt, the tender and smooth piece of shellfish, is the only thing left to tremble in fear?

The dazed look in the eyes of others is actually Moro eagerly asking the little thing with his heart voice: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Baby, are you okay?" At this moment, he tasted it for the first time. Feeling powerless.

All the demon officials were shocked when they heard the news of the death and resurrection of the cunning priest. They all looked around and looked at each other. After a while of whispering, they finally returned to silence, waiting for the demon king to make a judgment.

But Mo Luo's mind was not there at all.

After waiting for a long time, the trembling baby's response finally floated back into his heart: "I, I'm fine... No, actually I have a lot of things, I want to talk to Daddy well..."

From these words, Mo Luo heard the complicated emotions that he hesitated to speak.Intuition told him that the baby seemed to have a thousand words to tell him, and it was very likely that it had something to do with the evil Dongli Huangsha.But since he was fine now, he could rest assured for the time being, so he turned his attention back to what happened in the hall.

"En." He said majesticly, paused for a moment, and said with a sneer on his face: "Huangsha's dog head must have rotted under the seabed of the night for hundreds of years. Why? His soul has come out to make trouble again ? It’s really interesting, let’s hear it.”

Mo Luo hooked his fingers nonchalantly, and all the demon servants saw that the Demon Lord was so confident, so naturally they made gestures and laughed along with him.

Unexpectedly, the demon king mispronounced a word, the demon minister did not intend to "speak", but pulled out a bronze mirror from his sleeve, and signaled the demon king to look at it himself.

It is a mysterious spirit mirror of Huiguang, which is a magic weapon specially owned by the secret agents of the devil world. It can capture a specific scene in the mirror, and then reflect it back into the void in the form of spiritual light projection, making the viewer feel as if he is there in person, the only one The disadvantage is that the scenes that can be recorded are not long, and are often just fleeting fragments of light and shadow.

The demon minister waved the spirit mirror, and the mirror immediately seemed to melt, creating illusory ripples. Then, a halo shot out from the mirror, and a scene was reflected in the sky: a red-haired demon, relying on vain Sitting in the mid-air, there is a transpiration and disturbance of blood mist magic energy below.His hands fell on the Tuyan Demon Seal, and his long armor grasped into a terrifying shape in the void, as if pinching the neck of some invisible prey.Two streams of purple-black demonic blood flowed from the wide-open blood pupils.The most shocking thing is that there is an obvious hideous crack embedded in his livid neck, just like the horrible scar left when he was strangled by Mo Luo's silver hair back then.

Everyone who saw this scene turned pale with horror.They knew that the just-concluded war in Lu Xie's Abyss had created countless grievances, and such a resentful Huangquan was the best breeding ground for practicing evil and sycophants.What happened in Dongli Huangsha back then caused a stir in the devil world, and everyone knew about it.Due to the strange physiques of the priests, they could not rely on themselves to practice unrivaled magic skills, and they were destined to become the assistants of the devil king.But Huang Sha was arrogant, unwilling to be subdued by Mo Luo, so he went on an evil path, and finally ended up decapitated.

But why is he alive again? !The demons panicked in their hearts, and of course they could only hope that their demon lord would give them a reassurance.

But at this moment, Mo Luo has something to worry about, so how can he care about comforting them?Most of the time, he can distinguish the position by listening to the sound, and cast his gaze in the direction of the speaker, but how can he know what the demon minister wants him to look at?When everyone's eyes were focused on the illusion, only Mo Luo's expression was the most bewildered.

"Demon King?" Mo Chen asked Mo Luo, pointing at the phantom, "You were the only one present when Dongli Huangsha was wiped out, and now you are the only one who can judge his identity. How about it? ? Is the demon captured in the mirror by our spies in the Abyss of Lu Xie the evil priest who came back from the dead?"

This really troubled Moro.Just as he was hesitating, the baby's heartbeat came again: "Daddy, Daddy, your eyes can't see, please let me out quickly, let me see for you!"

Mo Luo immediately wondered: "Baby, how do you know Dongli Huangsha?"

The demons were still waiting for Mo Luo's reply. The young man didn't have time to explain to the Demon Lord. He just said firmly, "Daddy, you believe me, I know it, I really know it! Even if he turns into ashes, I will know it too!"

Mo Luo was startled, he could hear the determination in Bao Bao's tone, and knew that he was definitely not joking, and there was no other better way until now.So he gradually stretched out the hand holding Xiao Bei from his sleeve, but it happened that after a fierce sex, he squeezed his hand full of the fishy yellow fluid secreted by the baby.As soon as the sleeves were taken out, a lewd smell mixed with fishy sweetness rushed straight to the tip of his nose, subconsciously, he was afraid that other people would smell it, he got a little nervous, coupled with the slippery kinky water, he accidentally dropped the baby on the ground .

"Daddy, it's him! It's him!" Baby's voice clamored in Mo Luo's heart.However, at this moment, Huang Sha's matter is trivial, and quickly picking up his treasure is the most important thing right now.

As a result, all the demons watched helplessly, and the most unbelievable and absurd scene that had never been seen in the history of the demon world happened.The Demon Lord actually lowered his body and fumbled anxiously on the ground, like a blind man who was at a loss.The muscles on everyone's faces were twitching in embarrassment, and Yue Ji even twitched her cheeks, nearly popping her eyes out.

"Daddy, I'm here, a little to the left, yes, you're almost touching me!"

Xiaobei commanded anxiously, but things often backfired, the more anxious the devil was, the more confused he became.His hands that were moving in a hurry, actually used too much force, and directly put the baby down the green step.At this moment, Moro's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.What a dignified demon king, what a majestic majesty, he lost his lofty, god-like dignity just because of the sentence "Caring for chaos".

Yue Ji saw all this in her eyes, and of course doubted the Demon Lord's eyesight in her heart.But she naturally couldn't let her husband continue to embarrass himself in public because of an inexplicable shell.You know, to disgrace Moro is to slap her own face.

Yueji saw the right moment, stepped forward quickly, picked up Xiao Bei, and returned it to Mo Luo's hands: "My lord, please put away your little thing..." But her intention was not just for It is so simple for the king to retrieve his beloved.Just at the moment before returning it, Yue Ji had meticulously memorized the baby's appearance and posture in her mind.

Mo Luo let out a long breath, clutching the lost and recovered Xiao Bei, he no longer had any thoughts on governing.He only said: "The matter of Huang Sha, I will take care of it later. That's it, let's leave today."

13. Twist the tip of the tongue

Mo Luo leaned on the bed, gracefully holding a luminous jade cup with his fingertips, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, while sipping the wine, he listened to the young man's memories of his past and told him.The unreserved sincerity and admiration in those words, like a fine wine that has been sealed for a hundred years, made him savor it carefully in his heart.

It turns out that the baby has already belonged to me wholeheartedly so long ago.No wonder there is such a deep bond and romance between the two, no wonder when I saw him for the first time, I felt a kind of uncontrollable love, crazy for him, burning my eyes for him.

In this way, Mo Luo has no scruples, he knows that no matter what excessive demands he makes, the baby will not refuse.So, he aimed the wine in his mouth in the direction of the meat in his hand, and sprayed it out in one gulp.

He imagined in his mind that the baby's body, as beautiful as suet and white jade, was stained with a wine red mist by himself.The dew-like wine drops are attached to the surface of the tender skin one by one.The baby opened his innocent and longing eyes, begging for his own mercy, and his whole body was dripping with water.Tears of embarrassment slipped down along with the wine on her body, like a stream of light passing through the gap, alluring the city.just