"She burned her own life and left you with a chance to survive." Canaan sighed: "Moreover, in those decades, the descendants of the Protoss have been looking for Qingkui jade, and they have never been able to find it."

Gu Qingqiao was silent for a long time, then raised his eyes and asked, "You mean, my mother may have also hidden the green jade?"

"Yes!" Canaan stood up and looked to the north, "It's in the Northern Demon Palace!"

Chapter 120 Finale

Four years later.

During the Chinese New Year, the people of Evian Town still spend their days leisurely.

The teahouse was full of people, and a storyteller was talking on the stage.

The door of the teahouse was suddenly pushed open, bringing in a chill, and a young man in black walked in.

His face is ordinary, but for some reason, it makes people feel a sense of alienation and chills. Everyone glanced at him and dared not look again, and then turned to look at the storyteller on the stage.

"What I'm talking about today is the battle of the Demon Territory four years ago!

At that time, the fires of the spiritual veins appeared frequently in various places, and the three realms were about to be wiped out. Just across from the teahouse, in the Moyun Pharmacy Hall, the Demon Lord Aguluo stepped forward and went to Qin Le, the little hero of Qin, and the little demon king of the Tianyao clan. Flame Valley, kill the flame beasts, recover the fire, and save the Three Realms at once.

Who knows that later, when they were weak in the battle, Asabo, the Northern Demon Lord, actually sent troops to the south, approaching the Southern Demon Palace City, and wanted to eliminate this opponent while the Demon Lord was seriously injured..."

The black-clothed guest asked for a pot of tea and a plate of snacks, and ate and drank leisurely, but his eyes were looking out the window. The cold wind was blowing, and he seemed to see the heavy snow in the Demon Realm four years ago.

Assab attacked while taking advantage of the heavy snow.

Although Canaan was ready to fight, the northern demon army was pressing down on the border, and everyone was beating drums in their hearts until Gu Qingqiao entered the battlefield.

This young man who was respected by everyone as the "Demon Lord", but was considered by most to be just a puppet, gave all those who despised him a loud slap in the face.

With a silver spear and a black robe, he led a team of people, demons, and demons, and plunged straight into the heart of the enemy. The silver spear was invincible and unstoppable.

What's more terrifying is that his magic energy is endless.

On the battlefield where the killings were endless, there were countless casualties, and the demonic energy remaining in the air was like a black fog, condensing and lingering, adding more unknown dangers to the battlefield. However, when Gu Qingqiao rushed into the battlefield and set off a vortex of spiritual power, all the black mist turned with the wind and was inhaled into his body for his own use.

In the face of such a terrifying opponent, what chance is there to win?

As a result, poisoning and assassination followed one after another. Five times and three times, his life was hanging by a thread, but he survived them all.

Gradually, when everyone called out the word "Demon Lord", their voices became more and more fearful, and their expressions became more and more respectful.

He is like a killing god, galloping freely on the battlefield.

It's just that few people know that whenever the devil returns to his huge tent, he will take off his armor, carefully wash the blood from his body, and sit quietly beside a huge ice coffin, tenderly looking at the white clothes lying inside. Xianjun.

"Ayun, today I won another city. We are one step closer to the Northern Magic Palace."

"Ayun, remember that you fought with the Northern Demons before, and you liked the cavalry to charge straight at the enemy, divide the enemy into several sections with a quick collision, and then break through each one. Today I also used your tactics, it's really big Complete victory. My Ah Yun is really smart!"

"Ayun, today Asabo sent a demon beast to be the vanguard, and the huge terrifying beast rushed forward, and the ground was cracked by their footsteps. Guess what? The demon beasts went up to them, frightened the other's terror beasts, turned their heads and fled, and instead trampled their army to a pulp."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, do you still remember the little Feng'er we rescued back then? His father's clan was actually the biggest beast breeder in the Southern Demons, and our beast troop was bought from him. Feng'er said, when you wake up, you must go to their tribe, he left you a few kittens, but the copper coins got angry and ignored him these days..."

"A Yun, today is the New Year, we haven't celebrated the New Year together yet, will we be together next year?"

"Ayun, I miss you so much, when will you wake up..."

The young Demon Lord fought all the way and finally came to the gate of the Northern Demon Palace.

The gate of the magic palace was closed, but there was no guard.

This way, the attack is like a broken bamboo, and the cities of the Northern Demons have turned their backs.

Asabo's tyranny and politics have long aroused people's dissatisfaction. This time, for the sake of the southern expedition, he even ordered every boy over ten years old to participate in the war.

At this moment, all his betrayal and relatives left, leaving only this palace.

Gu Qingqiao ordered someone to break open the palace gate, and with Zhang Jinjin, Qin Le, Luo Qingwen, Zhu Yicheng and others, and a small team of guards, entered the inner palace of the palace.

There was silence inside.

In Asabo's bedroom, there was a faint black smoke coming out.

When they opened the gate of the temple, a raging fire was already burning in the temple.

After taking a risk and opening the Xuanjin Nine Dragons Lock, people discovered that Asabo had opened the jade coffin of Lan Jinger, holding Lan Jinger's body, he had already dissipated his work on his own, and had been dead for a long time.

Unable to mourn for him, Zhang Jinjin led Gu Qingqiao and others to the Demon Ancestor Hall in a hurry.

The sacrificial hall is still the same as before, quiet and solemn.

The spiritual plaques were hung all over the wall, and the portraits of the ancestors of the past dynasties swayed gently in the breeze. Gu Qingqiao raised his eyes and found the demon ancestor from a thousand years ago. The old man looked down at him with a kind face and a smile.

And in front of him is the portrait of his father, the previous demon king.

Unlike other portraits, the father's portrait is on the side, and the person in the painting has a distant vision, quietly looking at a woman depicted in very light colors. The woman had raised eyebrows and clouded temples, her eyes were like bright pearls, and she had an innocent smile. Behind her, there were patterns decorated with antlers.

Gu Qingqiao respectfully bowed three times towards the ranking of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and said coldly, "Move it away!"

Immediately, a guard stepped forward and moved the offering table. Zhang Jinjin took the copper coins and searched the wall based on memory, and soon found the wall tile with a special pattern.