The army with black armor and red eyes stepped on the thick ice and walked back through the heavy fog.

Zhu Changyang stuck his head out of the window of the chariot and looked forward. The sky-high cliffs came into view again.

At this time, there were no tens of thousands of demonic corpses on the cliff, and it was not yet a "mound". It was still majestic and dangerous, but it lacked the terrifying aura of demonic poisonous corpses that would have existed thousands of years later.

So this time when he got close, he didn't feel dizzy like the first time he flew across the Kudu River.

The cliff is divided into two parts, and there is a gap in the middle, forming a dangerous and dangerous gate.

The army then passed through the heavenly gate and entered the demonic realm.

The atmosphere of the Demon Realm is completely different from that of other continents. As far as the eye can see, there are vast expanses of empty wasteland and wild mountains.

The spiritual energy is very thin, mixed with traces of demonic energy, but it is just not suitable for righteous cultivation, but it will not affect daily life.

It was the dead of winter, the sky was gray, and everything was covered with thick white snow. Occasionally, black ferocious birds flew by, making a slightly sad cry.

Zhu Changyang finally understood why other continental regions called the Demon Realm a wild realm. It seemed a little primitive here.

In fact, from the perspective of a modern person, this place cannot be said to be very bad, it is still possible to live.

Modern China has built infrastructure in even worse places.

The key is that without spiritual veins and too little spiritual energy, it is impossible to produce spiritual beasts, spiritual plants and various spiritual materials, and these are the hard currency of the world of cultivation.

In addition, demonic cultivators use demonic energy to practice, which is contrary to the righteous cultivation methods, and they look down on each other, so there is a lot of friction.

There is another question. As he gradually went deeper into the Demonic Realm, Zhu Changyang felt that his heartbeat seemed to be a little faster, and he felt a little hot and uneasy for no reason.

He told Jun Su about the situation and muttered to himself in confusion: "Isn't it a high-altitude rebel?"

He had studied the general map of the Piaomiao Continent before, and this Demonic Realm was not a plateau.

"It's the influence of demonic energy." Jun Su reached out and tapped his forehead, "You practice the righteous method, so you are not well adapted to the situation in the demonic realm."

Righteous cultivation uses spiritual energy to cleanse the meridians, and pays attention to abstaining from grains and desires, in order to achieve a state of transcendence and refinement.

On the contrary, demonic energy will stimulate people's desires, so demonic cultivators have many desires and bloodlust. Once the desire is too deep in the righteous path, they will become demons. This is why.

Zhu Changyang: I understand, the more evil energy there is, the greater the desire.

No wonder these demonic cultivators fight against the righteous way every day, have great desires and are poor in resources, but they drive people crazy.

Jun Su's breath crossed into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Zhu Changyang's heartbeat calmed down. He breathed out slowly, then looked at Jun Su and raised his eyebrows: "You are not affected at all."

Jun Su paused for a moment, then pressed his temples with two fingers: "Ah, my head hurts a little."

Zhu Changyang: "..."

This poor acting skill cannot be said to be exactly the same as when he first met me, it can only be said that there is no difference.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoci's acting skills have not improved at all after such a long time.

The developer looked at Zhu Changyang, then at Jun Su, and followed suit by raising his two front paws and hugging the cat's head: "Meow~"

Zhu Changyang: "..."

Sure enough, the developers’ unqualified behavior was all learned from Jun Su.

After walking like this for another half a day, we finally arrived at the Demon Lord's palace.

From a distance, you can see the majestic Black Mountain, with huge palaces made of black rock and white jade scattered among the mountains, stretching from the peak to halfway up the mountain. They are more magnificent than any large sect's residence that Zhu Changyang has ever seen before.

The army stopped at the foot of the mountain, and the chariot continued to fly forward until it reached the palace, and finally landed slowly on the square in front of the main hall.

Jun Su led Zhu Changyang and the developer out of the chariot. There were already a large number of attendants waiting outside.

As soon as you suddenly appeared, everyone immediately bowed and saluted: "Welcome to your triumphal return."

Zhu Changyang raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Your Majesty, the queue is huge."

He had only seen this kind of scene in the evil feudal imperial costume drama before, and it was still strange for a modern person who had accepted socialist ideas since childhood.

"It's all fake." Jun Su looked calm and threw the blame to Huanjing, then waved his hand to the attendant, "Okay, let's all leave now."

All the attendants looked at each other in confusion, wondering why the Demon King had just returned from the battle and was probably tired, so why did he not want anyone to serve him? However, they did not dare to ask more questions, so they agreed in a low voice and quietly retreated.

Jun Su thought for a while and called to the two nearest attendants: "You two, wait a moment and take us back to the room first."

After running all the way until now, the sky has turned dark and the snowy night is cold. It’s time to take a good rest.

The two attendants quickly saluted: "Yes."

Then he held a lantern and led the Demon Lord, another person and a cat towards the sleeping hall.

The heavy snow had just stopped and the road had been swept clean, but Jun Su still stretched out his hand to hold Zhu Changyang: "Be careful of the slippery road."

Zhu Changyang looked at him funny: "Don't worry, you can't fall."

Jun Su's face didn't change: "I'm afraid I'll fall."

Zhu Changyang: "..."

How come Brother Jun has become a prince when he becomes the Demon Lord?

The two attendants led the way while secretly looking at Zhu Changyang with their peripheral vision.

Before the Demon Lord returned to the palace, the person in charge of the communication sent back the news, so everyone in the palace already knew that the Demon Lord had retreated midway for a righteous immortal master in this battle and brought him back to the Demon Realm.

The crowd was in an uproar, and word spread quickly.

In particular, the scene in which the Demon Lord showed up to meet the immortal master regardless of the confrontation between the two armies has been repeatedly sung and is very vivid.

There are thousands of troops, but you are the only one in my eyes.

Why are nine regions and eighteen continents defeated by your smile?

With just one word, he asked the Demon Lord to withdraw his troops for him.

When they saw that the Demon Lord really asked this righteous monk to return in the precious chariot with him, and now he was holding him all the way, the palace attendants already knew it.

Needless to say, this immortal master is indeed good-looking, but unfortunately other than that, the rest are mediocre.

He is neither a famous sect leader nor a powerful immortal master.

Haven't even heard of the name.

It really makes people wonder what the devil sees in this person?

Passing through the wide courtyard and corridor, after a while, you will see the magnificent dormitory hall. The main body of the dormitory hall is still built of stone, which is slightly cold and hard.

The maid had already lit the candles in the palace, and the yellow firelight reflected from the window, which made it feel a little warm.

"Okay." Jun suddenly stopped and waved to the two attendants, "All of you, please step aside."

"Yes." The attendants responded, but did not leave immediately. One of them glanced at Zhu Changyang and said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, where will this young master be arranged?"

As a righteous immortal master, this man was directly brought back to the Demon Realm by the Demon Lord during the battle between the two armies, so he should be regarded as a prisoner. But this man was obviously not an ordinary prisoner, so how to deal with him posed some difficulties for them.

"No need to make any other arrangements." Jun Su said casually, "He can just live with me."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Changyang, "You said you would sleep with me, are you okay with that?"

Zhu Changyang: "..."

here we go again!

When the two attendants heard this, they looked at each other and saw the same gossip in each other's eyes: Oh, it is indeed like this!

And judging from the meaning of these words, it seems that this immortal master has already agreed to obey His Majesty.

Compared to other immortal masters who sought death and survival after being captured, this one was quite sensible.

But even so, Your Majesty is too impatient. He has just come back from the battlefield, and he immediately wants someone to sleep with him, without even taking a break?

Zhu Changyang looked at Jun Su pretending to be calm on his face, but unconsciously tightened his hands slightly. He suddenly remembered the time he held a party at the Ji Jin Sect. The live broadcast room posted a message saying that Jun Su was sleeping on his bedside that night.

One night.

He also recalled the way Jun Su's pair of extremely soft red eyes looked straight at him during the day on the thousand-mile ice field.

His heart started beating suddenly, and Zhu Changyang smiled: "I understand, then let's sleep together."

Seeing that he really agreed, Jun Su's eyes suddenly lit up and he said happily: "That's pretty much it. Let's get into the room quickly."

The two attendants were both smart and stepped forward immediately after hearing the words. Just as Zhu Changyang walked aside to untie his cloak, they took the opportunity to get close to Jun Su and lowered their voices and said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, do you need us to prepare something?

"

Jun Su was confused: "What do I need to prepare for a good night's sleep?"

One of them pursed his lips and smiled, and said suggestively: "Like bath water, balm... something like that."

He paused deliberately in the middle to hide those words that were too explicit, but I believe that with your restless mind at this time, you will be able to fully understand the essence.

Sure enough, a look of surprise appeared on Jun Su's face: "It makes sense, okay, then you can get a bucket of hot water over, hurry up."

Your Majesty really liked this. The two waiters couldn't help but praise their wit and asked: "What else...?"

Jun Su thought they were talking about that ointment, so he waved his hand and said, "No need."

Zhu Changyang is not that refined.

The two waiters understood. After all, it was not easy to have so much fun on the first night. I heard that the immortal masters were very conservative.
To be continued...