Chapter 290: Try to bury it in a pit
Xiong Lin saw the murderous intent in Mingcheng's eyes, and his words were no longer as arrogant as before. He said nervously: "Young Master, I am a general appointed by the Demon Lord himself. You cannot kill me."
Mingcheng still had a cold face without any extra expression. A long knife appeared in his hand and he approached Xiong Lin's neck step by step. His attitude was obvious that he was not afraid of anything unnecessary.
Xiong Lin tried to counterattack several times, but was repelled by Ming Cheng's kick every time. Now with a knife on his neck, he clearly felt the threat of death and said hurriedly, "Young Master, it was the order from Lord Demon. If it weren't for the order from Lord Demon, I wouldn't dare to act on my own even if I had a million guts."
"I know."
Mingcheng swung his knife down, but when it was close to his neck, it was stopped by a force.
"Mingcheng, what are you doing?"
Hearing the cold and chilling voice of the Demon Lord, Xiong Lin was like a drowning man grasping at a lifeline. He said anxiously, "Your Majesty, the young master is colluding with the human race and is unwilling to hand over the Demon Heart Pearl. Now he wants to kill me and conceal the whereabouts of the Demon Heart Pearl."
Ming Cheng turned around and saw Ming Ye wearing a black python robe, striding towards him from a distance with the sixteen generals of the demon clan. His eyes were like cold pools, and wherever his icy gaze reached, it seemed as if everything could be condensed, emitting a terrifying aura.
Mingcheng was surprised for a moment, but then he thought it was normal.
He put the knife away.
"Brother."
Mingye had a smile on his face, but his eyes were indifferent and cold.
Xiong Lin took the opportunity to get up and kneel in front of Mingye.
"Your Majesty, I am acting according to your orders. But the young master..."
After waiting for a long time, there was no further news.
Mingye had a faint smile on his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes. A cold light flickered in his eyes, and he said slowly, "What's wrong with him?"
Although the tone was casual and gentle, it seemed to be wrapped in a thousand-year-old ice, which made Xiong Lin shiver.
A murderous intent even stronger than before enveloped Xiong Lin like a substance. His originally huge body began to tremble uncontrollably, his legs became weak, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead like beans.
He spoke carefully, "It was my unauthorized actions that trapped the young master in Anyang City for so many days. I failed to rescue him in time, and I am willing to accept the punishment."
Mingye chuckled, and Xiong Lin trembled even more violently.
How could he forget that the young master was still the elder brother of the master? Although the elder brother seemed to be strict and stern with the young master, most of the elder brothers were indulgent and acquiescent towards the young master.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the young master to develop his current personality.
If someone else had released the human race privately, they would have died countless times. However, the young master had been imprisoned in a dungeon before and suffered some minor injuries, but he still had constant resources for his cultivation.
So the moment he disrespected the young master, his fate was already determined.
Xiong Lin just felt cold all over.
“Your Majesty… Your Majesty…”
He stuttered and didn't finish his words when he felt a pain in his neck and something separated.
He reached out and touched the blood on his neck, seemed to realize something, and with a look of horror on his face, his head fell directly from his neck.
Mingye looked at the corpse on the ground with some disgust, and with a move of his hand, the corpse turned into wasteland.
None of the demons around dared to speak.
Mingcheng just stood aside with his lips pursed.
"Follow me." Mingye walked in front, and Mingcheng followed silently behind. Mingye said, "Have you forgotten what I taught you before? How dare any cat or dog climb over your head?"
Mingcheng: "I was planning to kill him, but my brother stopped me."
Akeno choked.
It seems to be the case?
"You blame me?"
"I don't."
"You have it. Be more decisive in the future, and today's situation won't happen again."
"Mingcheng knows."
Mingcheng felt a little helpless. His brother's personality was sometimes stable and sometimes crazy. He really had an unstable temperament.
The two entered the tent and Mingcheng took out the magic heart bead.
He said, "Brother, the Demon Heart Pearl has been retrieved."
Subtext: Return to the Demonic Realm.
Akeno patted his arm and said with satisfaction, "Well done."
He began to talk:
"Brother, I know you don't like killing, but there are some things we can't choose."
"Ming He only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He is a good-for-nothing and will never be able to take on important responsibilities in the future. From now on, everything will depend on you."
"Brother, take the Magic Heart Pearl, take the Bright Crane, and the rest of the tribe, and leave this place. It will take you to a safe place."
Mingcheng's eyes turned red: "Brother, there are many ways, we don't have to take this path."
"But this is the only way to protect you, Minghe, and your clansmen in the Demon Realm. Mingcheng, you must understand that you can't have your cake and eat it too."
He stood up and walked to Mingcheng, patting his shoulder: "Live well."
As he finished speaking, Mingcheng lost consciousness and fell on him.
“Black Friday.”
"I'm here."
"Send the young master back."
…
The demonic attack surged forward, becoming increasingly ferocious. Several great demon generals emerged, their demonic energy obscuring the sky, while hordes of demonic beasts charged recklessly.
Crazier, more violent, and more reckless than before.
The sect alliance's external aid was delayed in arriving, and the defense line was in crisis at many points. Everyone fought bloody battles, suffered continuous casualties, and temporarily forced the demon army to retreat.
…
The night is like water, dotted with stars.
Jiang Xia sat alone on the city wall in a daze.
"Big Brother, what are you looking at?"
Nan Xiao sat down next to Jiang Xia.
"It's a cold night. Why are you out wearing so little?"
Seeing that her clothes were thin, Jiang Xia cast a spell to insulate her from the cold surroundings.
"Big Brother, I'm no longer the useless little guy I used to be. I'm now a Nascent Soul cultivator. A little bit of chill can't do anything to me."
A smile appeared on Jiang Xia's lips: "Yes, Junior Sister is an unparalleled genius."
Nan Xiao: “…”
If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have said such nonsense.
So shameful.
"Big Brother, you didn't answer my question."
Jiang Xia snorted and laughed: "Why, now you're controlling the eldest brother? Are the third, fourth, and youngest brothers not enough for you to fool?"
Nan Xiao snorted twice: "That's not the case."
Nan Xiao stared at the dark night, his eyes a little dazed, and subconsciously asked, "Big Brother, you have already reached the state of transformation, why don't you go to the world of cultivation?"
"That's not a place you have to go." Jiang Xia tilted his head and asked her, "Junior Sister, do you want to go back to the human world? Take Junior Brother with you."
Nan Xiao shook his head without thinking.
Only some vague fragments remain of her memories of her life in this world.
"Big Brother, you've discovered it too."
He was quite serious one second, and then he was laughing heartlessly the next.
"Instead of thinking about sending us away, it's better for us to die in a pile and bury us in a pit."
Jiang Xia raised his hand and skillfully slapped her on the head a few times, "Thinking about good things all day, such as death or not, is bad luck."
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