Xue Yuhua, who was standing beside Zhaoming, still looked cold, as if there was no difference from usual, but her tone of speaking was obviously unhappy.

"It is difficult for lovers to get married. In such an era, it is not easy for them to be together bravely. Zhaoming, don't pursue it anymore. There are so many witch clans in the world, and you want to take revenge, so no one is missing!"

Unexpectedly, Xue Yuhua would come to persuade her, which made Zhaoming look over and was a little surprised.

"Don't be so surprised!" Xue Yuhua smiled: "I just thought of my young master."

It seemed that I remembered something, and there was a little loneliness in my eyes: "If my young master, Miss Ji could have been so brave, maybe... maybe she would have been very happy."

The young master is Pangu, and Miss Ji... Zhaoming remembered the phantoms seen by Sansheng Island, the woman in green clothes. The woman seemed to have a crush on Pangu's life, but she never got a real response. In the end, she died sadly in Pangu's arms.

Xue Yuhua regrets this matter, and I don’t know how many times I have been struggling with it since I realized it.

A marriage that will be born after death... Yue Lao said that he had a marriage almost the same as Pangu. He and the so-called Miss Ji eventually became like that, so what would happen to him?

"Zhaoming, just think that I'm asking you and let them go!" Xue Yuhua smiled at Zhaoming, very real.

I don’t know if it was because I couldn’t answer the question of the Niu-Headed Demon, or I was afraid that one day I would be like the two of them in front of me, or because of Xue Yuhua’s request, Zhaoming finally let go of his hand that was pinching the neck of the witch woman.

Falling from Zhaoming's hands, the Witch Clan woman fell to the ground like a person without cultivation, collapsed and weak.

The Niu-Headed Demon wanted to carry the Witch Clan woman to sit down, but he really didn't dare to do anything at this moment. He was afraid that Zhaoming would touch him again and make things worse again.

Zhaoming's strength was seen with his own eyes. Even with the saint of the giant wilderness, he could not guarantee that he could survive.

The bull-headed demon knelt motionlessly. Zhaoming suddenly felt indescribable fatigue. He was the immortal king, so he could not be able to get tired. At this moment, he was tired. The moment he let go of the witch woman, it seemed as if he had let go of all his strength.

Without saying anything, Zhaoming staggered, found a stone on the side and sat down, lowered his head to stare at the ground, motionless, and was stunned.

Seeing Zhaoming gone, the bull-headed demon dared to get up, carried the witch woman aside, looked up her body, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no problem.

After comforting him, he looked at Zhaoming not far away and hesitated for a while. Finally, he walked over.

He moved a stone aside and sat down. Zhaoming did not look up. He continued to look down and was stunned. After a long time, he raised his head to look at the bull-headed demon.

"King..."

I wanted to say something, but I found that I couldn't say anything.

The Niu-Headed Demon sighed and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect that I would do this one day for a witch clan."

"That day, Shura put me on the island in the South China Sea. I thought that the place was not safe, so I thought of changing the place, but I didn't expect that I would be involved in the fight in the South China Sea by accident."

"I'm lucky. I survived again and again, but the endangering did not go away. Finally one day, I was beaten seriously injured and almost died. It was she who saved me from the side and survived with difficulty."

"Is that true?" Zhaoming turned his head and looked into the distance.

"I also hate the witch clan, but she saved my life. I really can't attack a witch clan who saved me, so..." The bullhead demon also shook his head and sighed inwardly that fate made people feel bad.

"The Witch Clan generally does not enter the sea. Why did she leave the prehistoric continent?" Zhaoming asked again, feeling indescribable. He heard the anticipated bullhead demon answering: That woman delayed the war of the Witch Clan.

Unfortunately, things went against your wishes. The bullhead demon shook his head and said, "If you talk about this, you still need to talk about your body."

"Me?" Zhaoming turned his head, looking puzzled: "What do you have to do with me?"

"The witch clan must have gone to the heavenly realm to fight the demon clan a few times ago, right?" asked the Niu-headed demon.

Zhaoming nodded: "Yes, they wanted to lock my demon clan in the heaven and beat them all up. Unfortunately, my demon clan won a great victory in the end, and his witch clan suffered heavy casualties."

The Niu-Headed Demon continued to ask: "After the Witch Clan was defeated, have you entered the prehistoric continent to continue chasing, and even killed Houyi of the Witch Clan and seriously injured him and fell into the South China Sea without a trace?"

"I did seriously injured Houyi, and he was also thrown into the South China Sea by Dijiang..." Zhaoming paused suddenly: "What do you mean is Houyi not rescued by the witch clan?"

The Niu-headed demon shook his head: "I don't know what the specific thing is. She was ordered to come to the South China Sea to search for Houyi. As a result, she was separated from the witch army and was involved in that battle, so we... were together."

The three words "together" are not just about getting together. In order to save the life of the witch woman, the bull-headed demon can only say this.

It's ridiculous that things are so... Zhaoming couldn't say anything, so he could only shake his head.

Seeing that Zhaoming's aura was far worse than before, the bull-headed demon continued: "Zhaoming, I didn't just say what I said before, but I thought about it for a long time."

"My demon clan has now established a firm foothold in the seventh heaven. When all demon clans return to their hearts, they will inevitably develop quickly. What should I do when the strength is strong enough? With the hatred of your and Shura towards the witch clan, I think as long as you feel that you have a chance of winning, you will definitely lead the army to kill from the heaven, seize the prehistoric continent, and slaughter the witch clan. What I am right?"

Zhaoming did not answer, nor did he need to answer, that's how it was. Acao's hatred, the hatred accumulated by the demon clan for more than two thousand years, and the blood and tears of the Colosseum and the demon garden made him wish he could kill all the witch clan.

"But I feel that this is wrong!" The bull-headed demon shook his head: "Our demon clan should not only have war and hatred, as it will inevitably cause the descendants of our demon clan to carry heavy shackles and be slaved by the so-called righteousness. Just like these witch clans, they have been instilled with the idea of ​​fighting for Pangu from the day they were born."

"But until now, which witch clan has seen Pangu? Which witch clan has seen Pangu's decree said that they would fight for the rest of their lives? No, no one has seen it. Just like her, she also wanted to live a peaceful life like an immortal clan, plain and simple."

"But that can't be done. As long as she shows a little war-weary in the clan, she will be treated as a blasphemy of Pangu and executed directly. Not only her, I believe there are many similar people in the witch clan. Many witch clans do not like war, but are bound by the so-called righteousness and have to fight."

"The Seventh Heaven seems to have a bright future, but if it continues to develop according to your conception and Shura, it will sooner or later become like this. Even if the demon clan can successfully expel the Witch Clan and replace their status in the prehistoric continent, it will only become another Witch Clan. It will also allow future generations to fight for the hatred of their predecessors until they are destroyed."

"I had these ideas very early, but unfortunately I couldn't speak in the seventh heaven because of the incident... and you didn't have much time in the seventh heaven, and I couldn't find you at all."

Speaking of this, it was helpless. Chigang's knife didn't realize what it was, but now it made the bull-headed demon criticized by thousands of people.

Although Zhaoming has always respected him, others don’t think so. In the hearts of many demons, he is a shameless person and even a despicable villain who has never missed his old love.

It is natural that no one will do anything about it, but the secret rumors have always made him feel depressed, which is also the real reason why he chose to leave the heavens. There, he felt suffocated.

If it were before, Zhaoming would not have been able to listen to the bullhead demon before, and would even think that the other party was crazy.

But now it’s different. The same worries also appeared in his heart for a while. Especially when he passed through Kunlun Fairyland before, this feeling was even stronger.

Talent, strength and even inheritance are not inferior to the Immortals, either the Witch Clan or the Demon Clan, but after real comparison, I found that my living conditions are much worse.

I didn’t need to think so much about it in the past, but now it’s different. As the leader of the demon clan, I need to think about the future direction of the demon clan.

Pure fighting for war is by no means orthodox. Just like the current witch clan, it is powerful and seems powerful, but it feels like it is hollowing out the racial heritage. Once it becomes the last part of the strength, it will definitely not last.

If you hurt one thousand enemies, you will suffer eight hundred of them, and one day you will surely destroy yourself.

"I understand what you said, but many things are not something we can do as much as we say!"

Zhaoming sighed and stood up. He didn't want the demon clan to fight for the war, but unfortunately there were many things that he could do whatever he wanted.

Now the witch clan is still the one who dominates the prehistoric continent, followed by the immortal clan. The demon clan can only be ranked last. Even if they don’t want to fight, they may have to fight.

He looked back at the witch woman who was staring here in the distance.

The woman was watching the situation nervously. When she saw Zhaoming looking over, her face immediately changed drastically, her whole body trembled, and she sat on the ground, like an ordinary person with no cultivation at all.

For the witch clan, Zhaoming's intimidation power was too great, especially after he entered the hall of the divine art, he had an invisible intimidating momentum, which was even more scary.

Just by being swept by his eyes, the Witch woman felt as if the other party had been cut into pieces, and even her soul was about to suffocate.

"Master!"

He sighed slightly again. Zhaoming did not look back at the bullhead demon, but said lightly: "Take good care and don't go back to the prehistoric continent. He also told her not to go back. Once some things happen, they are not something you and I can change."

Without waiting for the bull-headed demon to respond, he soared into the air and left here.

Shura and Xue Yuhua immediately followed. (To be continued...)
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