Return Of The Demon Emperor - Chapter 1904

Li Ling turned her head to Zitong and said discontentedly:

“Be smart. The antidote pill won’t be poisoned for at least 12 hours. I really don’t know how you live now!”

Zitong was silent for a moment, blushed and replied, “I know.

Zitong opens the treasure bag, finds out the pill bottle, and silently takes the antidote pill with a distressed face.

Li Ling looked at Zitong’s grinning face and sighed. She could only shake her head reluctantly.

The friar opened his mouth and laughed, “why, is this to tell you what to do? It’s lonely on the yellow spring road if you don’t keep him as a companion!”

The friar smiled cruelly and proudly, but he soon found that there was no fear on Li Ling’s face.

Li Ling slowly raised her arm and showed the back of her hand to the friar. “Sorry, your poison doesn’t work for me!”

The friar couldn’t help but be stunned. Looking at the back of Li Ling’s white jade like hand, he was a little unbelievable: “it’s impossible. My black seed poison has no medicine to solve! You lied to me, I don’t believe it.”

Li Ling smiled contemptuously, “what do you have to cheat me?”

The friar was so angry that he clenched half of the black poison chain in his hand and wanted to rush over.

Zitong jumped up, slapped his left palm on the Friar’s shoulder, and turned his right hand into a palm knife, which pierced the Friar’s chest alive.

The friar was stunned and stared at Zitong. Then he looked down and looked at his chest. Zitong pulled back his right hand and splashed blood.

Then Zitong patted out his left palm and hit the friar.

At this time, Li Ling saw that Zitong was holding a heart in his right hand.

“He is also a magician. If you want to kill a magician, you must dig out their hearts, or they will come back from the dead!”

Zitong simply explained, and Li Ling nodded his head invisibly.

The friar lost his heart and was still breathing. He breathed deeply, gasped heavily, and said angrily, “I want to curse you and turn my blood into… Ah!”

“Turn your sister!” Zitong rushed over, stepped on the Friar’s face, interrupted the Friar’s words, and then stepped hard on his head.

The monk’s skull was broken and his brain was spilled all over the ground. He couldn’t die anymore. Only then did Shi Shi ran take back his feet.

“These sorcerers are evil. Once we are cursed by them, we will be in bad luck.

I once saw a man who was cursed by a magician and died of festering all over. It took 7749 days. In the end, maggots grew all over his body and he was still alive. How miserable! ”

“Since it’s so painful, why doesn’t he commit suicide?”

“He has no strength and can’t even walk. How can he end himself?”

“Then why don’t his friends help him finish it?”

“No one dares. Those magicians sometimes curse those who have helped him.”

“So these magicians really deserve to die!”

“Isn’t it? Every sorcerer is an executioner full of evil and with blood on his hands!”

“Don’t say it yet. It’s not suitable to stay here for a long time!”

……

Mingyang city.

The largest Inn in Mingyang City, in the Tianzi suite of Mingyang inn.

A white haired old man squeezed the jade card in his hand.

Then he hit the table of the inn with his fist and smashed the hard table to pieces.

The old man released his hand and sighed deeply at the broken jade card in his hand.

“Master, are you?” a disciple standing next to the old man asked in doubt. Just now he seemed to see that master had broken the identity plate of the eldest martial brother.

“Yemin, your senior brother Yewu is dead…”

“What? Elder martial brother is dead? It’s impossible. Who can kill him?” the disciple called Ye min was stunned.

“Ye min, go out of the city with the teacher. The teacher must blade the enemy and break him into pieces!”

The white haired old man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, reached out and pinched a few Dharma formulas, and calculated the approximate range of Yewu’s body.

Then, the old man rushed out of the city with his apprentice Ye min and rushed to the place where Yewu had an accident.

There is no curfew in Mingyang city. It’s still early. Many monks are still walking around the stalls in the street.

The white haired old man took his apprentice and hurried over their heads.

Immediately, a friar said in surprise, “I seem to have seen someone fly over just now. Isn’t it forbidden to fly in the air in Mingyang city? What’s the matter? You don’t have eyes? I see him…”

“Silence! Don’t you want to live? That’s the night demon!” another friar who walked with him immediately scolded.

The monk who spoke earlier turned pale with fear and could not speak for a long time.

A friar nearby did not mind and said, “don’t be so nervous. The night devil has flown away. Don’t worry, he can’t hear.”

“So he’s the night devil. I just saw that he seemed very angry. Do you know what happened?”

“Then who knows, maybe his wife has been sleeping and is in a hurry to go back and catch the rape?”

“Hahaha, elder martial brother Bai, you are so funny. Thanks to your imagination, how old is the demon king this night? He must be hundreds of years old. His wife is afraid to be old. Can you still see it?”

“Heroes don’t ask where they came from and hooligans don’t ask their age. How do you know that the demon king didn’t eat tender grass this night? Maybe his wife is a delicate little girl…”

“Bailu, you speak carefully, be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth!”

“Cut, elder martial brother Qu is too timid. He always keeps quiet, speaks carefully, grows others’ ambition and destroys his prestige. The demon king is evil cultivation this night. We are from a famous and decent school. How can we…”

“Bai Lu, shut up. You don’t want to live. Don’t bother everyone. As a captain, I must ensure everyone’s safety. If you dare to speak wildly, I’ll expel you from the team!”

“Elder martial brother Qu, I knew you didn’t like me. OK, I’ll leave tomorrow. Don’t take the captain’s chicken feather as an arrow.”

“Well, you black sheep, if you leave, I won’t stop you, but you must be careful if you want to stay in the team!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll leave early tomorrow morning and won’t drag you down!”

“Forget it, elder martial brother Bai, you don’t know. Elder martial brother Qu has always been serious and used to it. Why do you have to fight him?”

“Every time he is aimed at me, think I Bailu is a soft persimmon?”

……

When the night demon king rushed to the body of Yewu, Li Ling had already taken Zitong away.

There was no one above the silent wasteland, leaving only the cold bodies of Yewu.

Looking at the big hole left on the body’s chest, the night demon king burst into tears.

Yewu is one of his favorite disciples. He has high hopes and invested a lot in Yewu.

He thought that Yewu could inherit his mantle and carry forward the night devil cult, but he never thought that Yewu was dug out of his heart and killed on the wasteland.