After I cheated to die, I met the demon king who tried to die for love

Xinglin has seen this person before.

The first time I saw him, he was on the eaves outside the window, the moonlight was shining brightly, and his clothes were flying, Xing Lin couldn't get a glimpse of his whole face.

The second time we met, it was in the noisy market, he followed the crowd of Guanyin Temple, Xing Lin chased him, he stopped by the lake, Xing Lin didn't dare to get close to him.

This is the third time, in Wangyue Cave, in the deepest part of his lair, they are only a body away from each other.

With the light coming from nowhere in the windless deep cave, Xing Lin could clearly see the hair crown on top of his head, the delicate earlobes, and the scattered black hair...

It turned out that his shoulders were neither wide nor narrow, moderate in size, but possessed strength, a clear jawline, a straight nose, and a pair of... cold eyes.

The man slowly raised his eyelids, he looked at Xing Lin, and Xing Lin looked at him.

He raised his hand, and the small cup floated to his hand without spilling a drop.

The Second Elder applauded, "Congratulations, Young Master, you have improved again, and our kung fu has become even rougher."

The man held the cup with both hands, gradually raised it up, and brought it between the two, Xing Lin and his eyes.

The second elder was still flattering and flattering, but Xing Lin couldn't hear him at all.

He is not afraid of him, for reasons unknown.

Li Shanke died because of him, Xing Lin thought coldly in his heart, the whole world is in chaos because of him, people are dying, people are dying on the southeast coast every day.

The man's long eyes were calm and calm, not like a devil, but like someone's handsome young man, ignorant because of ruthlessness, ruthless because of ignorance.

Xing Lin bowed his head obediently, revealing his fair and slender neck. He closed his eyes, held the rim of the small cup in his mouth, and sipped the water of desperation and desperation. His soft lips, which had lost blood, inadvertently wrapped the finger on the rim of the glass.

The man looked at the dark and soft hair on the top of his head, his eyes were calm and emotionless.

After giving water, all the teenagers were pulled back outside the Forgotten Moon Cave.

They drank the water of renunciation and renunciation of all worldly desires.

As soon as he got out of the hole, Xing Lin touched his chest, trying to find a place to vomit, but the water entered his throat without any feeling, neither bitter nor hot, neither painful nor itchy, just like drinking water, there is nothing to vomit .

Anyway, he was convinced, he had no choice but to know, Xing Lin only wanted to know—where was Hu Zhengru imprisoned?

Not long after, they were taken to a small cave by the old man. There was a deep hole in it. Before entering the cave, there was a foul smell. The teenagers covered their mouths and noses so that they could barely enter the cave.

As soon as they entered, seeing the deep pit, the teenagers immediately spit out yellow-green bile.

In the pit, legs pressed against each other, heads resting on top of each other, dead people piled on top of each other, crowding hundreds of corpses.

Xing Lin got a curly blade knife, and the knife was still engraved with words, obviously it was also owned by a famous family before.

His job was to unscrew the dead man's head, cut off the hands, and cut off the feet, and put the pieces in a big wooden barrel.

After hearing this, Xing Lin also vomited green water. He endured the work, and before he finished chopping up the first corpse, he vomited out again while holding the knife.

This is not dirty, he whispered in his heart, doing it for himself.

I'm not afraid.

After chopping all morning, he dismembered a bucket of scraps, and the old man asked him to put the bucket on the cart and push it elsewhere.

That handsome young man helped to help the bucket, his name was Xiao Jin, and he was clinging to Xing Lin all day long.

"Elsewhere" is also a cave, and Xing Lin finally understood that there is not even a decent house on this Huishuo mountain, let alone food and drink. He has not entered a drop of water on the fourth day of his arrival here. When he left the entrance of Wangyue Grotto, he fainted from hunger and was dragged away by the old man. His life and death are unknown now.

Within a few days, three people were killed violently.

Xing Lin pushed the cart forward with a blank expression. The cave "elsewhere" seemed to be a little different. It was very close to the Wangyue Cave. The cave was huge, and there were whimpers from time to time.

The crippled old man said: "This is called the Corpse Raising Formation, and there are dozens of corpses suppressing the Demon Lord, all of them are extremely vicious, so be careful when entering."

Xing Lin knew that this was a powerful school, so he couldn't help but act lightly, and at the same time, doubts arose in his heart, he asked: "Didn't you say that the murderous corpses in Huishuo Mountain are all free-range, why did you set up a pit to suppress them. "

The old man said: "You children don't know something. Those who run outside only like to move around at night. If you don't provoke them or you, those inside are different. For example, the ones outside are domestic dogs, and the ones outside are domestic dogs. The ones locked inside are wild dogs."

The thing in Xinglin's chest is thumping, what kind of dog, wild dog, hundreds of sects, no one has heard of it, and how can he hear it if he has never been to Huishuo Mountain? I'm afraid he knows the inside story of Wangyue Cave No.1.

Somehow, he felt that he had heard something extremely important.

The Xianmen and the Demon's Nest are in a tense confrontation on the southeast coast. If the Demon's Nest suddenly releases these "wild dogs" when the Xianmen is not aware of it, then...

etc!Corpse array?Where did the old man say that Hu Zhengru was imprisoned last time?

...It's the Corpse Raising Formation!

that……

Xing Lin's mind was chaotic, and countless guesses, fears, and doubts surged in his mind.

Could it be that Hu Zhengru, the prisoner of Moku, was not to be used as a hostage to threaten Zhenjiumen?

Xiao Jin poked his head out from the barrel, he didn't know why, so he asked a question that Xing Lin hadn't considered.

He asked: "Why is there a difference between a domestic dog and a wild dog? Are wild dogs born this way? Or are they man-made?"

The old man said: "Dogs are born dogs. Even stray dogs are not born crazy and like to bite people. The same is true for murderous corpses."

While talking, the old man had arrived outside the cave for raising corpses, and the old man smiled secretly, "Choose someone who is born to be fierce and violent, and put them together with several wandering corpses, and bite each other to arouse their madness. For a brave person, instead of fighting fiercely, going back and forth, after several rounds of fighting, this is not fierce at all."

"However, Demon Venerable has a lot of thoughts. He not only chooses people to be fierce, but also selects elite disciples from that famous sect, such as the son of the head of the Zhenjiu sect who was kidnapped from abroad a few days ago..."

"Think about it, when the battle between the two sides is at the point of death, the Demon Lord suddenly releases a top-secret killing move, and this big killing weapon is his own son..."

Xing Lin listened indifferently, his palms were wet and cold.

Mozun's move is indeed both ruthless and clever.

The old man raised his hand to make the two of them stop, and whispered: "The disciple of the second elder is guarding the corpse raising circle. He is a fat man, and he is the number one cunning and ruthless person in this mountain. You..."

The old man looked at the two young men who were either glamorous or handsome in front of him, and said hesitantly, "Be careful, just follow me when you enter the cave, don't wander around and look around."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his body with difficulty and wiped the soil with both hands from the ground. The soil here has a stench.

Xinglin was already covered in blood, and there was really nowhere to wipe it off. The old man wiped Xiaojin's face indiscriminately.

Xiao Jin was smeared with a cat face, only showing two big vivid eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

The old man looked at him carefully and sighed, "You will know later."

He waved his hand to ask the two to lift the barrel, and the two soft teenagers carried the heavy wooden barrel and walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step.

As soon as I entered the cave, I saw many silver threads wearing bells, blocking the way.The old man led them away from the bell, and walked forward dozens of steps. There was a stone couch in front of him, and on it lay a round man, also dressed in black, lying lazily. He knew that someone had come in. , without looking up or getting up, let them go forward.

They carried the drum to the side of a pit with a height of one hundred feet and a width of one hundred feet. The top of the pit was also hung with silver bells. There were dozens of figures at the bottom of the pit. The bells rang in unison, and the three of Xing Lin had a severe headache and hurriedly plugged their ears, but the dozens of figures fell down with a bang as if they were being shocked by an electric shock, and twitched violently.

Amongst the corpses that fell to the ground, a standing figure appeared abruptly. The figure was wrapped with several iron chains, leaning against the wall of the pit. He was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. The brocade clothes on his body were filthy, with countless holes, barely hanging on his body, but he was proudly independent like a statue of a hero with his spine straight.

This is Hu Zhengru from Zhenjiumen.

Xing Lin glanced down, not daring to look further, and followed the old man dumbly to pick up the scraps in the barrel, and threw them into the bottom of the pit through the gap between the bells.

The murderous corpses lying on the bottom of the pit were full of fighting spirit for a moment, and they rushed towards these stumps like hungry wolves, biting and fighting each other.

Xiao Jin has seen a lot of the world in the past few days, and now he can't help but peek at the bottom of the pit.He unexpectedly recovered some mischievous nature amidst a series of accidents, and secretly stuck out his tongue at Xing Lin, "This is too scary."

Pointing at Hu Zhengru again, "That man is the son of the head of Zhenjiu Sect. It's so pitiful. I don't know when those monks will come to rescue him."

The old man immediately raised his finger behind him and hissed.

Xiao Jin shrank his neck, didn't dare to gossip anymore, and hurriedly finished the work in hand, the three of them retreated the same way, and when they reached the stone couch, the fat man who was sleeping on the couch suddenly said: "Who was looking forward to this?" The monk came to save him."

In an instant, the person who was originally on the couch suddenly appeared in front of Xing Lin, his blistered eyes almost brushing Xing Lin's eyelashes.

"Why haven't I seen it before..." Before he finished speaking, he froze, staring at Xing Lin's clear and bright eyes like a lake covered in blood, and his long eyelashes like a small fan wrapped in blood scabs.

"……you."

His voice paused, then picked up, and then began to play around.

Xing Lin turned his head, the old man was kneeling on the ground and kept kowtow, but he didn't dare to say a word of love, the fat man stared at Xing Lin's face, and said impatiently: "It's really annoying." With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind swept the old man Overturned.Xiao Jin hurriedly helped the old man up.

Xing Lin knew that something had happened to him, alas, it was finally his turn.Still this kind of evil person.

His cultivation is still there, and there is a dark vortex in his hands, is he going to fight to the death?Then he was torn apart by wandering corpses and big and small demons outside?still……

Xing Lin only likes women, not to mention this fat man with sly eyebrows and eyes like a pig, he really wants to vomit just by looking at it.

However, after Fatty Xiaolu overturned the old man, Xing Lin immediately calmed down.

The small air vortex in his hand can't be beaten, can't be beaten.

He is really anxious now, death, he is not afraid now, but——he looked at the corpse formation that had just come out. If he dies like this, he will look down on him even more... How can he see his father...

The scabs were glittering and translucent, that was his dripping sweat, flowing down his temples to the side of his face, with a faint blush.

The fat man grabbed his waist and pushed himself hard. Grinding his teeth, he gritted his teeth and said, "This time it's really good, these blind wandering corpses actually got a good one..."