The days of becoming a demon were chaotic and chaotic, like a foggy city that never saw the light of day.

That's not difficult - ordinary people are frightened and struggling to survive every day, and Xianmen has to protect the surrounding and eliminate demon guards.

Demons are different. The demons only take care of themselves, and thus gain the upper hand.

Chaos is not enlightened, or the demons who have just entered the door need to be startled when they encounter Xianmen disciples, and they are easy to be killed.

Cloud Hacker doesn't need it.

He cultivates very fast, let alone ordinary disciples who can't deal with him, even if those Immortal Sect Patriarchs come, I'm afraid they will have to fear him.

He was supposed to be happy and run wild, but he didn't.

He hid from the Immortal Sect, for fear that a little bit of news about him would reach Xiandu and be heard by the immortal head of Lingtai.

He even made a special trip to the hinterland of the southwest—the former body immortal art was no longer available. He learned a lot of forbidden and miscellaneous art in the southwest, and spent his whole life patiently forming a puppet that was indistinguishable from the gods.

His puppet pinched his face and placed it in Chunba City, where the Hua family was located.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in Chunfan City, and the puppet rained into the sea and drowned in the "tidal wave" of people in the streets. The chance of being encountered by the Hua family was very small.

But he still drove the puppet to live an ordinary life day after day, pretending that Yun Hai, who fell back to the world from the fairyland, was living his life in the same way as ordinary people.

After settling everything, Yun He went to Guizhou, which is far away from Chunfan City.

There are demons gathered there, it doesn't matter if there is more of him.

It is rumored that there is a kind of banning technique, which can eliminate everything including emotions and anger. But there are very few who actually practice this kind of forbidden technique, because the demons are all lust-heavy constitutions, and they enjoy those stimulations and supreme joys.

If they are all banned, what's the difference between them and some boring immortals who enter with ruthlessness?

But the cloud has fixed it.

Seal his emotions, anger, love and hate, and those things that make him painful will no longer be entangled day and night. He has neither sorrow nor joy, fearless and fearless, no matter whether it is grass, ants, or demons, in his eyes, there is no longer any difference.

What he could never do in Xiandu, he did when he became a demon.

Come to think of it... still unreasonable.

The banning technique is a thing. He has been a real demon for a few years.

Even once, when he was passing by Fushan City, he heard the name "Ming Wu Hua Xin", he was calm, just raised his eyes, and didn't even stop his footsteps.

The only downside of that forbidden technique is damage.

Every few months, he would do that for a day or two. His muscles and bones were in severe pain, and he couldn't use any magic energy.

Those one or two days were a kind of extreme torture. He often felt that his soul was split in two when he was in chaos, crying and laughing, crazy and calm.

Every time he wakes up, he finds that he is covered in injuries, and half of his face is gripped by pain.

But at that time, he had no sorrow and no joy, and even thought that it was not bad, half pretending to be human, and half revealing ghosts...

Isn't that what he is, it couldn't be more appropriate.

In those years, even his demons avoided him. don't know if it's because of that innocent face, or because he really did too many crazy things.

Yun Hao thought that he could live like this forever. He can live as long as the people of Xiandu live.

But maybe God really can't tolerate him, and if he does a lot of crazy things, he will indeed get retribution.

He couldn't remember exactly what happened. just remember hearing a piece of news that day, saying that a group of demons who had been driven out of Guizhou by him lived in the Valley of Sadness.

When he heard the word "Sorrowful Valley", he just sneered. I didn't even recall the boring past when I was the God of Sad Valley.

Immediately afterwards, he heard that a group of carriages and horses transporting commercial goods in Chunfan City were broken down in the Valley of Sorrows, and were killed by those demons. There were also some ordinary people who wanted to cross the valley through the protection of the caravan.

One of them looked almost exactly like him, which frightened the demons and almost didn't dare to attack. Come to find out, it just looks alike.

Hearing those words, Yun He knew that it was the puppet he had placed in Chunfan City.

The original intention of putting the puppet at the beginning was to deceive someone in Xiandu, and he was a commoner calmly.

When he came to repair the ban, he didn't care about those anymore, and the puppet was left behind by him, and he never traced his whereabouts again.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard the rumor, but he still didn't care.

It's just that a puppet died. As far as he is concerned, apart from wasting the days and nights of pinching the puppet, there is no loss.

He doesn't care, and no one else cares.

But he heard that the news of the death of those people in Sad Valley was reported to Xianmen, Huajia, where Chunfan City was seated.

It is said that the Hua family has already sent people to go to the Valley of Sadness.

It's hard to tell how Yun Hao was feeling at that moment. His banning technique is still there, and there are still a few days before the backlash period that occurs once every few months, so he should be indifferent.

He had a day or two as usual...

But it didn't make it to the next day.

On the next day and night, he stood on the high cliff of the Valley of Sadness.

He used to be the mountain god who sheltered here, but everything is safe here, and no one asks for shelter. On the contrary, he fell back to the world, where peace is no longer there, and the demons are raging.

Over the years, he has been to many places, but he has never been to the Valley of Sadness. Now come back and find that the fairy temple is still there, but the statue is gone.

On the altar, which has been neglected for many years, there are still several freshly burned tribute incense sticks.

He stood outside the empty fairy temple gate, looked at the blue-grey sky for a while, and entered the long and narrow valley, looking for the smell of demons.

At that moment, his soul seemed to be one.

Half of them are asking: "Why are you here and what are you doing?"

The other half is answering: "I'm going to take care of those scumbags, and then squeeze a puppet out."

He wanted to clear the evil spirits in the valley before the people from the Hua family came, and then put another puppet near the carriage.

He even thought about how many injuries the puppet should get, and how many injuries it was.

The only thing didn't think about was why he wanted this.

Let the puppet "Yun Hai" pretend to be immortal, let it get away with a little life, and be brought back to Chunfan City by the people of the Hua family, and still be a peaceful commoner...

What about?

Who is pretending to see that?

Who cares?

It's really a sad, no joy, no love.

Yun Hai sneered, closed his black robe, and swept the entire sad valley with a whole body of soaring evil aura. Those demons were already afraid of him, and when he was in a bad mood, they were even more invincible.

When he became mad, he couldn't control himself, he killed, his fingers were shaking slightly in excitement.

The demons were slaughtered, and the corpses of the chariot team were not spared.

They were torn apart by the evil energy of the sky, and those skins were like torn cloth, flying up and down.

It wasn't until the rocks rolled in a chaotic manner that the dust splattered everywhere that Yun Hai woke up a little from the angry evil spirit.

He was about to restrain himself when he heard the sword qi breaking through the wind, roaring down from nowhere, penetrating the black evil qi that was soaring in the valley of sadness, and heading straight for him!

At that moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was stiff, as if he had been sunk into a frozen sea for no reason.

He doesn't even need to see the sword, he can recognize people just by the sound of the sword.

That is the sword spirit of the clear no Huaxin.

Yun Hai had imagined their reunion many times, and even though he knew that day would not come, he couldn't help but think about it.

He thought that he would avoid him, and before Huaxin saw him, he left early and disappeared without a trace.

He also thought that he would be calm and peaceful, just like when he heard the name "Ming Wu Hua Xin" in Fudo Mountain, and then the swords faced each other.

The only thing he didn't think about was that he would cover half of his face that belonged to "Yun Hao", and only "exposed" the ghostly half of his face, the immortal who came down from the sky wrapped in black "color" evil.

He avoided Jianmang, and while he made a move, he sneered and asked the other party in a hoarse voice that did not look like him: "This little one in the Valley of Sadness, only a few carriages and horses died, and a few people, why did it attract the immortals under the sword? world?"

They are separated by a deep evil spirit, and no one can see each other. But he could feel the unprecedented killing intent under Hua Xin's sword energy, and it was getting heavier.

For some reason, the killing intent made his heart beat.

For so many years, he went round and round, waiting for such a day.

He said one sentence after another, making Hua Xin's sword moves faster and faster, with wanton killing intent. Under the sword intent of the Valley of Sadness, the mountains trembled and trembled unceasingly.

He saw that Hua Xin made a fatal move, and the tip of the sword stabbed at his heart with a mighty force.

Of course... he withdrew his resistance.

When the tip of the sword crossed the heart, the immortal energy exploded along the mouth of the sword and collided with the evil energy all over his body. Under the heavy blow, he was pinned to the ground by the sword.

Hua Xin went down with the sword, still holding a blow in the palm, intending to add another heavy blow when the demon resists.

When that palm fell, the mountain cracked.

The strong black evil energy was finally dispersed, and the other half of Yun Hao's face was revealed.

...

Lingtai Xianshou's life move, the devil can't stop it even if he wants to, let alone he hasn't blocked it yet. There is only one result - the soul is scattered, and there is no doubt of death.

That was the first time Yun Hai saw Hua Xin's expression like that, and those dark eyes instantly opened and trembled.

He saw his face reflected on the other's pupils, half-human and half-ghost, with blood flowing into a river beneath him.

He could feel his soul shattered and scattered rapidly. You can also feel that the evil energy in the sky is no longer bound by the body, and the clouds flow down the valley like a cloud.

He could still feel the always warm hand of the Immortal Head of Lingtai, and at that moment, it was as cold as ice.

"Clouds?"

"Clouds..."

He heard Hua Xin's voice hoarse and soft. don't know what kind of expression he will "show" when he calls his name like that. Is it compassion? Or sad?

He was really curious, but he had lost sight of it.

His five senses declined, his consciousness was chaotic, and he was about to die.

But at that moment, he felt an indescribable pleasure——

You see, this way, you won't forget me.

He smiled for a moment.

I thought, I'm still such a jerk.

The endless darkness mixed with the floating evil energy, until Xiao Fuxuan's sword cries stopped, everyone was stunned for a long time before they realized that the questioning stopped.

People's memories are all fragmentary pictures, and they are intertwined in the interrogation. Except for Tiansu Shangxian who is in charge of the punishment and pardon, ordinary people can't make it clear at all.

They can only remember those glimpses that flashed by suddenly, remember the high white jade steps when Yun He first ascended to Xiandu, remember the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire when Shilingtai knelt down and punished, and the man who wore a mask but never stood anywhere in the world. The spirit king who appeared in the fairy book...

That's what Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu saw when they were questioned and brought into the round room.

The reason why they were deeply impressed by that scene was because the movement of the Spirit King taking the sword made them familiar in an instant, and they always felt that they had seen it before.

After the cross-examination ended, they were still thinking about that scene, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

Until they heard a very light breath coming from the deep "hole".

They were startled. Intrigued, they approached Wu Xingxue and stretched out their heads to look into the deep cave. Seeing that under the tangle of vines, Yun He, who was wearing a black robe and had been suppressed for hundreds of years, suddenly opened his eyes.

The pitch-black pupils went from scattered to gathered, and the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Wu Xingxue, who was bent over beside the deep cave.

At that moment, he stared at Wu Xingxue, his chapped lips moved, and he called out a name subconsciously.

His voice was hoarse, barely making a sound.

But if you look carefully, you can still see that what he "revealed" was two words——

Spirit King.

The immortal who has never been seen before, the god-given word "Zhao".

Fang Chu: "…………"

Ning Huaishan: "......"