My daughter-in-law always wants to bury me

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, don't wait until you get the sword, your life is gone first, the best thing is to go first.

Song Yuchu was just about to run where he wanted to go, when a big hand formed by a pool of water pounced on him, dragging him into the pool.

The pungent smell of blood came to the nostrils, and Song Yuchu felt that he couldn't breathe at all.

I'm not going to end like this, am I?

He struggled hard, thinking that he would be chewed up and swallowed by something like other people, but after a long time, there was no movement around him.

The only thing that can be felt is that the whole body is constantly sinking, as if the water in this pool is bottomless.

After an unknown amount of time, when he was about to completely lose consciousness, he fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

"Ahem...cough..." Song Yuchu coughed a few times, and suddenly felt that he could breathe again. He wiped the water from his face, and then got up.

"What the hell is this place?"

The cave in front of him was dark and damp, with faint moonlight shining through, but the light seemed to be coming from overhead.

Song Yuchu looked up and found himself at the bottom of the pool.

But what about those people just now?Am I the only one who was brought here?

Song Yuchu was wondering, when suddenly the left side lit up with a penetrating red light.

"Who?"

However, there was no movement at the light source. He walked over cautiously, and saw a magic circle. There were four stone pillars on each side of the magic circle. The iron chains on the pillars were connected to the altar in the center of the magic circle. A black sword.

"Bleeding Sword?"

Song Yuchu cautiously approached, but nothing happened, but the strange thing is, for some reason, there is a feeling of déjà vu in my heart.

I always feel that he has been here.

Song Yuchu walked to the side of the magic circle, picked up a stone and threw it into the magic circle, but found that the magic circle did not respond.

He raised his foot and stepped on the edge of the magic circle tentatively, but there was still silence.

"too weird."

Why is there no reaction at all, is it a hallucination?

When Song Yuchu touched the magic circle just now, he didn't feel any danger.

He looked at the Lixue Sword in the center of the circle, and just in case, he stepped forward three or two times, pulled out the sword, and landed firmly on the other side of the circle.

The black sword body was densely engraved with incomprehensible words, except for the word 'leaking blood' engraved on the hilt, which Song Yuchu knew, the meaning of the others was unknown.

Song Yuchu looked at the sword, but didn't see anything unusual, and his intuition told him that it should be this one.

"But why, it's so easy to get it?"

However, just when he was wondering, some noisy voices suddenly sounded in his mind, accompanied by some pictures, from far to near, from blurred to clear.

"The son of the Demon Lord, you must not stay!"

"Cut the weeds and get rid of the changes, so as to avoid future troubles!"

"We must not condone raising rape!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

Countless faces full of murderous intent surrounded him, the young man wanted to retreat, but he didn't know where to retreat.

Suddenly a white figure stood in front of him, the young man looked up at him, and met the unstained back.

The scene changed, and the boy was standing on a cliff, and the white robe was still standing beside him.

The rest held up their weapons and shouted loudly.

"Kill the devil, and eliminate future troubles!"

"Kill the devil, and eliminate future troubles!"

The person in front of him pressed Luo Chen against his chest, but he couldn't do it for a long time. The expression on his face was extremely painful. The young man looked up at him and shed a tear.

With red eyes and a disdainful smile, he said, "At first, I thought that after you ascended, no one would bother me, let me steal or rob me, but I didn't expect you to find it again, yes! I I am the son of the demon world, I killed countless monks from the immortal family, but so what? You killed my people, even the newborn children! What is the difference between you? The child is not yet a month old... He has nothing I don’t know, but you all refuse to let him go! Why? I ask you why?”

"Hmph, people from the Demon Realm must not be tolerated, not even one of them can be kept!"

"Evil heretics, we will never tolerate it!"

But the young man laughed as if he had heard some big joke, and then he held Luochen and stabbed it into his heart.

"You..." Su Ci froze in disbelief.

No, it shouldn't be like this, no, it's not...

The young man leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice, "Master...I really, really hate you."

The words were full of disgust, but the boy's face was full of smiles. Before Su Ci could react, he pushed him away and jumped into the abyss behind him.

Song Yuchu woke up suddenly with tears on his face. He wiped the corners of his eyes, leaned his head on the stone pillar behind him, and smiled coldly: "No wonder, Moshang Wuhui said that anyone who can get the Blood Leaking Sword must It will be him."

No wonder... Suci didn't want to mention how I died... If it were me, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself!

After successfully obtaining the Lixue Sword, Song Yuchu looked for a way out, but when he was worried, a light and shadow suddenly appeared from the sword in his hand, showing him the way.

Song Yuchu looked at the sword in his hand, and then at the wall in front of him: "Could it be that there is some mechanism?"

He walked over and stretched out his hand to touch it, but as soon as his fingers touched the wall, the wall opened automatically, and there was a long corridor inside. Song Yuchu walked along the long corridor to the end, and saw the upward stairs. Came to another place.

It was an elegant small residence with a small courtyard planted with some flowers and plants that Song Yuchu had never seen before. It did not match the original Demon King Palace at all, and it was even more incompatible with this Demon Realm.

Song Yuchu was wondering when he heard Mo Shangwu's voice: "Are you out? Go in and have a look!"

Moshang Wuzheng raised his foot to enter the small courtyard, Song Yuchu said: "You knew early on why only I can get the Blood Leaking Sword, because I was once the son of the Demon Lord, so you said that the position of the Demon Lord is unmatched I am more suitable, you have tried your best to remind me why I died, why?"

Mo Shangwu lowered his raised foot, looked at Song Yuchu coldly, and then said with a smile: "This is where the previous Demon King lived, and from now on, it will also be your residence."

Seeing that Mo Shangwu had finished speaking, he raised his foot and entered the courtyard door on his own, Song Yuchu frowned, and followed in after a long silence.

However, Mo Shangwu did not go far, he stood in front of a flower about half a foot high, smelled the fragrance of the flower, and said to Song Yuchu: "Look at this flower, it hasn't bloomed so well for a long time."

Song Yuchu didn't have the heart to tell him this, and asked in a deep voice: "You put all your effort into publicizing the whereabouts of the Holy Spirit Medicine, is it because of Lichen Immortal?"

Mo Shangwu didn't speak, but the hand holding the flower suddenly shook, crushing the flower to pieces.

He was silent for a moment, and the fake smile that he had before no longer smiled, and the look in his eyes became sharp: "Mr. Song, oh no, you should be called the devil now, do you know that?" , when the fairy world crusaded against the demon world and slaughtered all your people, one of them was a baby who was not yet one year old."

Song Yuchu: "How do you know about this?"

Mo Shangwu: "Of course I know, not only do I know, I also know that the baby did not die, he survived, was hidden by his parents in the blood pool of the blood sacrificial array, escaped by luck, and was discovered by me, Bring him up, and finally help him become a Demon Lord!"

Song Yuchu: "Could it be..."

"That's right! He is Li Qianpo, the one who was killed by Li Chenxianzun himself!"

Song Yuchu was stunned for a moment, suddenly he didn't know what to say, the scene when the child was born, and he was going to hug it came to his mind, that was the child he had hugged before.

"No, no, he won't kill it! You must..."

Mo Shangwu: "How could it not be? People from the fairy world, have they killed fewer people from your clan?"

Some noisy voices appeared in my mind again, painful, laughing, cursing, and crying.

Suddenly, a hot and clear voice appeared in his mind, but it was a sharp scream, and Song Yuchu was stunned in an instant.

Mo Shangwu looked at Song Yuchu who was lying on the ground, showing a ghostly smile.

Then I saw a thin man in shabby white clothes, with disheveled hair and green complexion walking out from the dark.

Mo Shangwu: "Ling Gui, take the Demon King in to rest."

Ling Gui respectfully saluted Chao Mo Shangwu, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

In the darkness, a voice kept repeating a sentence in my ear, what it was, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

The images of people being slaughtered and being driven to a desperate situation by everyone in the fairy world kept repeating in my mind, and then all the images gradually disappeared, and the whole person kept sinking, and my heart began to change from restlessness to hatred.

In the darkness, suddenly a person exactly like himself appeared in front of him. The person stretched out his hand towards him, held his shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "Sleep! There will be no tolerance in this world." You must hate the place that can accommodate you, right? Then let me destroy all the places that cannot accommodate you."

Song Yuchu opened his mouth in a daze: "Who... are you?"

"Me? I am all your hatred and unwillingness. I can bear all the hatred for you. I will bear all the hatred. You can only be attached to me. Only I can see the fragility in your heart." , go to sleep! I will solve all this for you." After speaking, the man pushed hard, and Song Yuchu closed his eyes and fell into the abyss.

Three months later, the Three Realms changed drastically, and the name of the Demon Lord terrified people, and wherever he went, people were devastated.

On Xianzun's birthday, in the Xianzun Temple in Linxi Valley, many villagers and people from neighboring counties came to worship. Song Yuchu was sitting in the Demon King's Hall, frowningly playing with the Lixue sword in his hand.

Someone came to deliver drinks, but he knocked him to the ground. The man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground on the spot: "Demon, Demon Lord."

Song Yuchu lightly scratched the edge of the sword with his fingers, torn some flesh, then licked the blood on the sword, and said with a soft smile: "So afraid of what? Why? Afraid of death?"