Miao Chen looked at the girl's immature yet delicate face and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then his eyes settled on the girl's slender waist.
There was a small bronze book hanging there. His pupils darkened for a moment, and there was a hint of dangerous sarcasm in his eyes.
It turns out that the rumors were true.
Miao Chen raised his hand casually and patted his shoulder. A white flower instantly sprouted from the bleeding hole there. The petals bloomed from the first pistil to withered and withered in just a moment. His injuries instantly recovered as before.
He lowered his head and smiled, saying, "You look nothing like your mother."
The girl raised her eyebrows, as if she was slightly angry.
Miao Chen continued to look at her carefully, raised a finger and waved it left and right, saying, "You don't look like your father either."
The girl's raised eyebrows sank again, and this time, there was a hint of smile in her eyes.
As a thirteen-year-old girl, she would not deliberately hide her emotions. Smiling meant she was happy, so in response, she started talking to him.
"Then who do you think I look like?"
The cold river water on Miao Chen's body was gradually evaporated by an invisible air current. The traces of water on his face disappeared, and there was a pale and cold evil look on his face.
He laughed softly: "I think you don't look like someone, but more like a demon."
"A... demon who is sitting on an icy throne." The man's voice became deeper and deeper, even tinged with a mysterious hoarseness.
It was as if he was trying his best to suppress complex emotions towards something, like fear and hatred.
The girl's expression remained unchanged, she shook her head and said: "I may look like a demon, but I am not a demon." She looked at the young man, with an inexplicable smile in her eyes: "You look like a demon.
You are a human, but you are a real demon."
Miao Chen frowned, and the smile on his face disappeared, making his face look extremely cold and heartless.
He said softly: "Since you were born by the Human Emperor and have the blood of a true immortal flowing in your bones, why should you abandon your honor and rely on my demon tribe's holy artifact Baiye Luoshu to survive?"
The girl raised her bright and childish eyebrows, and there was no trace of the worry of being humiliated on her face. She tilted her head slightly and said with a smile: "Since you can live, why not live well?"
She did not explain to the demon youth in front of her that it was not she who chose the Baiye Luoshu, but this demon sect's sacred object that chose a person who was about to die.
The broken ancient scrolls become complete because of the dying man.
The girl who was about to die also regained life because of the ancient scrolls.
The birth history of Baiye Luoshu is not a secret to the human world.
The Lord of the Demon Realm died three thousand years ago. At the cost of sacrificing one hundred thousand demons, the Demon Lord's soul was secretly hidden in a forbidden place. Even the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan could not deduce its location.
The demon clan's vitality was severely damaged, and they proclaimed themselves the Demon Land. They remained silent for more than a thousand years, and the position of the Demon Lord remained vacant.
The eldest son of the demon king, Milu, was enshrined as the master by the endless real demons on the demon land and became the young king of the demon clan.
On the day when the demon soil seal was opened, he tried to regain the territory of the three thousand planes of the demon realm. After fighting for more than a hundred years, the demon planes were about to be unified, but the corpse demon clan refused to recruit surrender.
In Milu's training career, his clan went undefeated for the first time, so he inevitably became a little arrogant. Seeing the corpse demon clan's indifference and rejection, he couldn't help but go to war and start an army to fight. However, he underestimated the strength of the corpse demon clan and was crushed by the royal family Sili.
That was the most humiliating battle for the demon clan. It would be okay if the prince of the demon world died in that battle.
However, their young master was beaten back to his original form by the royal family Si Li, had his demon bones extracted, fell into the soul spell, was sealed into an egg, and was suppressed in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
The demon clan, which has not yet resurrected, has once again fallen into an unprecedented period of depression and depression. Naturally, the gods and Buddhas in the immortal world will not give up this suppression. The twelve golden immortals went to the demon world together to almost destroy and purify the demon land.
The demons in the demon world had no choice but to temporarily elect the demon king's young daughter to the throne and temporarily assume the king's power.
The young female demon king was not as popular as her elder brother, and her realm cultivation was not as good as that of her elder brother. However, when the demon clan was on the verge of destruction, she made an act that amazed everyone.
She transformed the book into the bones of her own devil, and poured it into copper with the blood of the true immortal, creating a small bronze book.
With just a bone book, he instantly killed twelve golden immortals, refined them into twelve heavenly demons, and hid them in the Hundred Nights Luoshu.
Since the battle, her name as Temporary Demon Lord, the word "temporary", has been taken by the demons as a matter of course, and she has been awarded the crown of power.
Everyone knows the origin of Baiye Luoshu, and they also know that the bones of the Demon King are not trivial, but that drop of true immortal blood has become a secret that no one knows.
Why can a powerless young girl of the Demon Lord possess the blood of a true immortal?
Why can the fusion of demon bones and blood create such a terrifying Hundred Nights Luoshu?
None of this can be proven.
But people only know that the young Demon Lord's daughter, under the baptism of time and war, became a real Demon Lord who can shock the world.
Later, the female demon king, who had only succeeded to the throne for two hundred years, disappeared for no reason, but her consciousness filled the entire demon world, guiding the demons to stabilize the country.
But Baiye Luoshu has become an ownerless thing, no one can read it, and it is regarded as a sacred object by the demons and enshrined in the demon temple.
Without the support of the Demon Lord, Baiye Luoshu, the Blood of the True Immortal began to fade away, and the bronze cover became rusty and stained. At the moment when it was about to wither, the book recognized its owner for the second time.
Its owner is not the Demon Lord, but a girl from the Kunlun Snow Mountains.
And this girl, from the appearance point of view, is actually 90% similar to their demon king.
This was the second time that Miao Chen saw the emperor's daughter, the blessed little Kunlun, in a real sense.
He didn't think that the girl in front of him was their king, because she only resembled her in appearance, but not in spirit.
The little tiger looked at him with full eyes, showing a look of frustration, and said: "Bouxing, I thought you would be so scared that you would kneel down when you saw me."
Even though the demon youth, who is cruel and merciless by nature, couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing these words: "So what if you and the Demon Lord were carved out of the same mold? Are you not her?"
The smile on his face began to turn mocking and sarcastic. He slowly raised his pale right hand and said, "Besides, this should be the second time we meet."
A rusty nail appeared out of thin air on Miao Chen's fingertips. The nail's body was pitch-black, and its tip glowed with a vicious luster when reflected in the cold moonlight.
The little tiger opened his eyes wide, looked at the thing in his hand, and his body became slightly stiff.
Because she recognized the identity of the person in front of her, even though he was wearing human skin at the moment and did not reveal any breath.
But the nails in his hands were no stranger to her.
That's the Ghast Nail.
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