Chapter 194 It’s hard for you

Lord Demon is really not a person who is good at expressing feelings. His facial expression is very stiff. Although he is obviously moved, he still tries hard to maintain his decency.

He didn't want He Cen to see his vulnerability, and since he had never shown weakness to others, his face was particularly calm.

Although he looked expressionless, his heart was actually in turmoil.

Bo Lou raised his hand and touched He Cen's hair somewhat stiffly, "Teacher, it's okay. As long as you don't get scared, everything will be fine."

"What did you find?"

He Cen came out of his arms. He didn't want to say that you have a demon in your heart. He thought for a moment and said, "I haven't sorted it out yet. I'll tell you after I understand it better."

Bo Lou now seems to be in a state of giving up hope. He Cen has seen it all, so let him do whatever he wants.

The young disciple wanted to help them solve their problems, and the masters didn't want to refuse him.

He Cen has been sticking to Bo Lou lately. Lord Demon's memory is still quite confused, and he is now in the middle stage of fusion, and his realm is still quite high. He Cen, who is in the late stage of Jindan, will still be suffocated if he is not careful occasionally.

Several people were afraid that he would get hurt. After all, the sea of ​​consciousness of a cultivator in the middle stage of fusion is a very dangerous place.

There are some traps that even they themselves may not know about. It is still worrying to see He Cen alone in there searching through his memories.

Lord Demon has advised him several times, but He Cen always looks at you with a pair of pitiful and innocent big watery eyes. As a master, how can you withstand such an attack from your little disciple's eyes? You often swallow the words back when they are on your lips.

The little sword spirit has tried it many times and it always works.

Smiling, she reached out to hold his hand and said, "My dear Master, I'm fine."

"I read slowly and carefully. You can't hurt me."

Bo Lou pinched his little face, "What if?"

"We ourselves cannot estimate the degree of danger in the Sea of ​​Knowledge. I am not afraid that you will laugh at me, but I am afraid that you will be in danger. How can I bear the thought that I will be the one who hurts you in the future?"

"Is it really that important that you look through these memories?"

He Cen nodded, "Master, if you don't want me to see it, I don't have to. I know everyone has secrets. You are such a powerful boss, and I am just an ordinary person now..."

"Hey! Why are you attacking me with this trick again?"

No one knows where this little baby learned such good teasing. Bo Lou is different from Jun Chao and Bei Qi. He has a straightforward personality. The little baby looks so pitiful, it's like he is dancing on his heart which is as soft as cotton.

In the end, he was still firmly controlled by He Cen.

He hasn't done anything recently because He Cen has been looking through his past memories every day and he doesn't know what he is busy with all day.

Bo Lou didn't dare to relax too much. If He Cen touched any taboos, he could get him out in time. The memories of the past were too long ago. He couldn't remember many things clearly when He Cen asked him about them.

The little sword spirit lay on his shoulder, speaking with a pitiful and distressed tone, "Master, I saw you break off the devil's horn by yourself. It must be too painful, right?"

Bo Lou paused for a moment, "Did you see everything there?"

He Cen nodded, "Eyeballs dug out and legs broken, how can I bear this? Is there anything wrong with your body now? Are there any hidden injuries?"

Bo Lou laughed, "That was a long time ago. He was reborn once in the Jindan stage. Don't worry."

"These are all old injuries from a long time ago. To me now, they are not worth mentioning."

He Cen sighed softly, "But it must have been quite painful at that time, right?"

It is bound to be painful when a demon is injured. Bo Lou was originally a human cultivator. He was not born a demon. He was harmed by others and became like that. If he doesn't cultivate magic, he will die.

At that time, he had just reached the stage of demonization and could not accept his appearance that was neither human nor ghost. Bo Lou was so depressed that he could only commit self-mutilation.

Looking back now, I still think it was a bit childish, but for me who was still very young and immature at the time, it felt like the sky was falling.

He Cen saw that he was lost in thought and gently hooked his finger, "Master, is the horn you broke off still there?"

Bo Lou frowned slightly, "That thing is from a long time ago. I don't know where it was lost. What happened? Is it important?"

The little sword spirit nodded. "After all, it's your thing. It was differentiated from you. Even if you don't want it, just destroy it. If someone else gets it, it might affect your karma."

He is so powerful now, but that was the horn he first created when he was transformed into a demon. Its power now is incomparable to what it was before.

These were all dropped by him in the beginning. If they are not discovered, they will still be kept. If they are used for bad things, they will still fall on him in the end.

The fate of several masters was not good to begin with, and they had suffered many disasters since they were born. He Cen wanted to help them with some details as much as possible.

If he hadn't said it, Bo Lou probably wouldn't have noticed it. He fixed his eyes on his little disciple for a while, then slowly curled his lips, "My ancestor, did you see it? I can't remember where I threw that thing, did you see it?"

He Cen nodded obediently, "It was in the bamboo forest to the east of where you left the Demonic Abyss. There was a clear pond there. When you saw your own appearance, you couldn't accept it, so you washed yourself in blood."

"The eyes and horns are left there. I'll go with you to get them back."

The Demon Lord nodded slightly, "I'm sorry, I must look very ugly, right?"

He Cen couldn't describe how he felt. His eyes were red, and he lowered his head and said in a depressed tone, "It doesn't look good, but I saw that you bled a lot, and I felt bad inside."

"I wish my master was like me, and could meet such a good master who loves me so much."

Bo Lou smiled and reached out to pick him up. "It's okay. It doesn't matter if I don't have those. I have good disciples."

"So many years have passed, I don't know if it's still there. If it's not there, I'm afraid it will take some effort to find it."

He Cen comforted him, "It's okay. Even if someone takes your things away, they have to be returned to you. You can definitely feel it yourself. In fact, I don't know what the point of asking you to take those things back is, but I just subconsciously feel that I should do this."

"Master, you don't think I'm a bother, do you?"

Bo Lou rubbed his head and said, "Of course not. My good disciple is thinking about me wholeheartedly. How could I not know that?"

"It's a short trip and we'll be back in no time."

He wanted to take the little sword spirit to find the previously lost magic horn and magic eye. The other three masters didn't say anything. Anyway, they had nothing to do, so they all went to join in the fun.

Bei Qi waved his fan curiously, "I haven't seen what you look like when you're a demon, baby~ Is the little demon king good-looking?"