There was an explosion, accompanied by a burst of smoke and dust, and blood splattered. A Qinglin Jiao, a junior demon king level, was finally killed!
The strange young man Yan Hong put away the body of the Qinglin Jiao and immediately invaded its lair. Inside, there was a treasure he needed for this trip.
A strange ice-cold flower that can allow his Ice King Domain to continue to evolve.
The young man took the strange flower away, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. His hunch was indeed correct, and it was time for him to leave this ghost place.
Just, before leaving...
The image of a cute girl flashed in Yan Hong's mind.
I'm in a pretty good mood today, so I'll go back and see that idiot kid.
Although he himself was unwilling to admit it, in his heart, he had begun to regard that girl, who had no cultivation at all and was extremely ordinary, as his friend.
Outside the Qinglin Jiao's nest, there was also a very beautiful, bright red flower. Yan Hong picked a handful of flowers. That stupid kid would probably like them very much.
A faint smile appeared on Yan Hong's face.
Perhaps even Yan Hong himself didn't know how long it had been since he was defeated by Ling Feng.
Or maybe, being naturally arrogant, he has never laughed over such a trivial matter.
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Soon, Yan Hong returned to the village, but before he entered the village, he smelled a very strong smell of blood.
That quiet, peaceful village that had nothing to do with the world has turned into a sea of blood. All you can see are corpses and blood!
"Stupid little brat!"
Yan Hong's heart seemed to be grabbed. The cruelest thing in the world is to tear beautiful things into pieces in front of his own eyes.
He thought he had his first friend, and maybe a glimmer of sunshine shone in his gloomy life.
But at this moment, what he saw almost made him crazy!
"Kid!"
Yan Hong's figure was like lightning, and he quickly flew under the big tree where he was recovering from his injuries.
Under the tree, there lay a very weak and immature body. The ordinary girl named Xiao Hui fell in a pool of blood. She even held a piece of bread in her hand.
It's the same bread as that time.
"Damn it!"
Yan Hong felt that something was torn into pieces in his chest.
Tears welled up in his eyes. He thought he would never have tears.
Tears are something for the weak!
But at this moment, Yan Hong discovered that everything he had pursued in the past, those glory, those halos, all combined, could not compare to that piece of dough.
Because that is a gift from a friend!
"Stupid little brat!"
Yan Hong rushed forward, and the girl named Xiaohui spat out a mouthful of blood. She still had a trace of breath!
"Kid, you don't want to die!"
Yan Hong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and put his hand on Xiao Hui's back.
His vitality was too cold, so he could only control the vitality in his body, making it as gentle as possible, and poured it into Xiaohui's body bit by bit.
"Weird... weirdo, are you crying? Hehe... you were caught by Xiaohui, you... can actually cry!"
Xiaohui coughed up blood, and her young body endured extremely severe pain. A wound on her abdomen almost cut her off at the waist.
This idiot is still laughing!
Yan Hong's eyes were a little red, "You idiot, I will save you. Don't worry, I can save you! I can definitely do it!"
"Oh? That's great, that's great. Please save me by the way! Give me your body!"
Suddenly, Xiaohui's eyes turned pitch black, and a ball of black energy surged crazily from her body.
The black energy turned into an extremely ferocious face, pouring directly from Yan Hong's eyes and mouth into his spiritual sea.
It turns out that Xiaohui was already dead!
"Hahahaha, a natural holy body! Compared to my original body, it is so much stronger!"
The black smoke quickly occupied Yan Hong's spiritual sea. Feeling the powerful talent of this body almost made him tremble with excitement!
"The Art of Forgetting Love by the Demon" is simply tailor-made for this body!
Yes, that black smoke was a ray of spiritual thought that the Ghost-faced Demon Lord Lin Canglang escaped from.
Although his body was destroyed by the bitch, his last ray of spiritual thought escaped.
What he didn't expect was that he would be so lucky to find such a perfect body in such a remote place.
"Is it you who killed that stupid brat?"
Yan Hong's mood became extremely furious, "Unforgivable, unforgivable!"
A terrifying power of consciousness suddenly erupted in Yan Hong's spiritual sea, instantly dispelling the darkness shrouding the spiritual sea.
"What, what...what's going on!"
Lin Canglang had an incredible look in his eyes, how could a mere boy in the Divine Origin Realm possess such powerful power of consciousness!
"No! No!"
Lin Canglang roared unwillingly, "I want revenge! Revenge!——"
Gradually, the roaring and roaring sound subsided in Yan Hong's spiritual sea. Yan Hong's body went limp and he collapsed directly to the ground.
He sat there dazedly, looking at the corpse on the ground, and lost consciousness for a while.
A long time, a long time...
Finally, the hunters who went into the mountains and forests for hunting finally returned to the village, but what they saw in front of them made them almost crazy.
Dead!
Everyone is dead!
Their parents, elders, wives, children, and all the villagers fell in a pool of blood and turned into shriveled corpses, and even their appearance could not be clearly distinguished.
The angry villagers kept searching inside the village, but they didn't find even a single living person.
However, they saw a dazed young man sitting on the spot under the tree at the entrance of the village. There was a corpse next to him.
"It's this devil! It must be this devil who did it!"
The Orion villagers could no longer control their inner anger and rushed towards the dazed young man with steel forks and hunting knives in hand.
The steel fork pierced the boy's body.
The hunting knife chopped the young man till he was bleeding.
However, from the beginning to the end, the young man didn't even say a word. He just looked at Xiaohui's body and looked up to the sky laughing.
"If the last light in life is gone, then what is the use of light? I will go to hell, I will become a devil!"
Finally, the young man stood up and with a wave of his hand, all the hunters were separated.
In just one breath, all the hunters died!
The young man stood among the pile of corpses, looking up to the sky and roaring, "Heaven, he is dead!"
Some huge information suddenly emerged in his mind. The young man was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that it was the thing left behind by the divine thought that had just died in his own spiritual sea.
"The Art of Forgetting Love by Demons", okay, the world has become ruthless, so I also forget about love!"
The young man's eyes became cold, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the deep forest ahead.