Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

Chapter 123

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In Xu Shishi's eyes, he was living in a treacherous world.

He was in a flat boat, with the endless water surface in front of him and behind him, the sticky black tide was constantly eroding the boat under him, there were piles of bones piled up under the water surface, and the surrounding sky was dark and dead.

The terrible coercion fell heavily from the nine heavens, and the suppression of the realm made it difficult for him to move. In the unknown small world, the oppressive and suffocating breath permeated every inch of the black flowing water, gradually creeping into the boat, as if trying to grab his ankles and drag him Down the endless vortex.

"jingle--"

At this moment, a faint bell rang, but it was different from the clear and majestic ringtone in Sky City, and it seemed to have some ambiguous and provocative meaning.

"jingle--"

The sound of the bell gradually came and became clearer and clearer. At some time, a group of graceful women suddenly appeared beside the boat.

They were laughing and playing as they passed by Xu Shishi. Suddenly, someone stopped and looked back at him with a chuckle. The bells tied around their ankles jingled as they walked.

Xu Shishi looked at the woman expressionlessly, and his mood was calm.

The woman smiled with her lips curled up, her waist swayed slightly, her toes tapped lightly, she just stepped on the filthy black water and danced lightly on the surface of the water!

"Jingle - jingle -"

"Hehe...hehehehe...come on..."

The silhouettes of the dancing women were extremely graceful, and amidst the muffled whispers that lowered their voices, a jingle of bells quietly invaded the heart lake of the demons in the boat.

Xu Shishi's figure shook slightly, and the expression in his eyes gradually became blank.

"Come on, Eleven!"

An extremely familiar shout came from far ahead, waking Xu Shishi out of his daze.

He looked around in a daze, and realized that he was in a busy street market.

The bustling crowd walked past him, whispering and laughing, shouting and hawking one after another, and rows of red lanterns were hung on the whole street.

"Grandma, lantern!"

"It's a lantern to welcome the New Year, which one does my daughter like? Brother, go get it for you!"

"That! I want that—"

"...hold my hand, don't be scattered by the crowd."

"... as the New Year's bell rings, let's make a wish together!"

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Xu Shishi stood there in a daze, suddenly recalling this familiar scene.

It was ten years ago, the last New Year's Eve before he left Donghuang Bailu Academy and returned to the Northland.

That was also the last Spring Festival he and Ye An spent together.

"Xu Shishi, what are you doing in a daze? Go away! The bell is about to ring!"

There was a figure running towards him with difficulty against the flow of people. In the winter, Ye An was only wearing a brocade robe and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked like he had a serious illness in his head in the mortal market. Personable.

But it's really pretty.

Xu Shishi stared greedily at the young man in front of him, feeling a little reluctance uncontrollably in his heart.

After the farewell to Sky City, he has not had time to speak to Ye An.

It is very dangerous for the Demon Lord to seize the throne this time, and no matter what the result is, there will still be a difficult battle to fight.

I don't know if Ye An blames himself for always getting involved in danger.

I don't know what Ye An will be doing in Bailu Academy now?

Xu Shishi froze on the spot without opening his mouth, but the young man in front of him was somewhat puzzled: "Eleven, what's wrong with you?"

The young man in brocade clothes took a step forward, intending to grab his hand, raised his head and smiled slightly, with strange anticipation and excitement in that smile for some reason: "Eleventh, don't think so much, come with me .”

Xu Shishi looked at the young man in front of him silently, and took a step back.

"eleven?"

The boy holding the folding fan tilted his head, looking puzzled.

"Snapped!"

Xu Shishi didn't speak, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he held down the folding fan that suddenly jumped from his waist into the air, and slammed it towards his wrist.

The word "An" on the folding fan was shaking, as if extremely angry, Xu Shiyi could almost imagine a certain scholar scolding "bastard" while jumping.

He held the folding fan dumbfounded, and coaxed: "I know, I know, I can't possibly mistake him."

This fan is as difficult to coax as its owner.

Xu Shiyi sighed, looked at the unpredictable young man in front of him, and shook his head slightly: "You are not Ye An."

That guy wouldn't call him eleven.

Only Ye An could see his resistance to the name from the very beginning, calling him Xu Tu jokingly, and later became Tu Tu, and sometimes Ah Tu again.

But when the romantic and unrestrained scholar called him "Eleven" with red eyes, trembling voice, and crying, it was a different feeling.

"If I leave with you, someone will be upset." Xu Shishi said calmly, touching the word "安" on the folding fan.

"Wow—"

After these words, the black tide in all directions immediately receded, and the phantom lingering in Xu Shixin Lake dissipated.

He returned to the Martial Arts Field of the Demon Palace, and he didn't even move his feet.

Xu Shishi pretended to be still immersed in the illusion, observing his opponent calmly.

Suman used Xiuhe as a container, and most of his strength was already restricted. Although there was a big realm between the two, it was not too far away to be crossed.

And Xiao Chongyan once gave him a sword energy.

It was a sword from the Great Sword Master of the Canglan Continent, and it is absolutely impossible for the current Suman to resist it.

But when and how to use this sword energy is ultimately up to him.

Xu Shishi lowered his head quietly, and after a while, he slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

—he knew what to do.

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"Look, Xu Shishi was crushed and beaten by that purple pupil!"

"What is the origin of that Xiuhe? Xu Shiyi has no strength to fight back at all!"

In other cities far away from the Demon Palace, the Demon Race who watched the Demon King seize the throne through the photo stone was in shock.

The small world and fantasy experienced by Xu Shishi cannot be seen outside the martial arts arena, so what everyone sees is that the female cultivator named Xiuhe keeps shaking the bell in her hand, which easily hinders Xu Shishi's actions. Unable to struggle, he stayed in place without any movement as if he was being slaughtered.

"If this continues, His Royal Highness the Eleventh may lose..."

Some demons reacted quickly and were a little worried.

But there are more demons with nervous expressions, but still with confidence that they don't know where they came from, they said firmly: "How could Xu Shishi lose!"

If Xu Shishi loses, they will kill the dealer who opened the market today!

"Is Xu Shishi able to do it? Is he asleep? Is he planning to move? He—what is that!?"

Just when all the demons booed impatiently and ridiculed one after another, suddenly a sharp-eyed demon saw a very faint starlight in the picture, and shouted in surprise.

"How can there be starlight in the martial arts arena!"

The next moment, as these words fell, the picture presented in the photo stone was suddenly illuminated by extremely dazzling starlight——

Thousands of sword lights came out from the folding fan in Xu Shishi's hands, greeted nine days away, and fell back to the ground again, forming a sword array to trap his opponent. Every sword light contained terrifying power, and the sword light The little bit of true meaning hidden in the room exudes an extremely terrifying coercion!

That is far beyond the coercion of holding one realm!

"Is it the Nine Chapters Sword Art?"

"No, that's the Three Swords!"

"Wanchenxing? No, not Wanchenxing—"

Shocked by the sword light, the demons started talking in disbelief, and then all showed ecstatic expressions.

"——there is the Nine Swords of Luohe, the Nine Chapters Sword Art, and the Heart-Questioning Sword!"

Every sword light represents a certain kind of sword move.

And these sword moves undoubtedly represent the inheritance under the crown of the Northern Demon Lord!

"Xu Shishi is the crowned successor!"

"He is our future Demon King!"

After being silent for a long time and falling into a disadvantage, Xu Shishi finally made a move under the expectation of everyone.

And as soon as he made a move, he directly established the victory!

"Ugh! How could you..."

In the martial arts arena, Xu Shishi stood firmly on the spot, but the hand holding the folding fan trembled slightly, and the winding bloodstains fell straight down his wrists to the ground. He quietly lowered his sleeves to cover the bloodstains, his face was pale .

After using Xiao Chongyan's strange but extremely terrifying sword, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and his soul was also shaken. In fact, he had already suffered a serious injury.

But he still won in the end.

Under the same situation, Xiao Chongyan is invincible.

That sword contains Xiao Chongyan's understanding of swordsmanship for thousands of years. Those who face this sword directly are like being asked swords by thousands of Xiao Chongyan from different periods and different realms at the same time. Naturally, they will lose completely.

Not far from Xu Shishi, the female cultivator Xiuhe in the purple skirt was kneeling on the ground, screaming silently under the sword, with countless blood beads oozing from her body, as if soaked in blood, completely Became a blood man.

"He...why, would...leave you...this...a sword..."

The intermittent wails carried an unbelievable meaning. Suman was struggling on the spot, but she was always firmly imprisoned by the sword intent pressing on her body, forcing her to break every inch of the heart lake world, and her blood was in a mess. wide awake.

"Hehe, hahahaha... The Lord really wanted to kill me..."

But after a few breaths, Suman's voice became gloomy and treacherous again, and he said to himself, "If that's the case, let's destroy it together."

The next moment, an overwhelming ghostly aura suddenly erupted from Suman's body, forming a dark sky over the martial arts field in an instant!

Those ghost auras continued to appear from the void as if they had substance, and each of them seemed to have a face. They were in pain, despair, struggle and hatred, and they all roared and wailed.

"Hiss————!"

All ghosts cry together!

At the same time, Xu Shiyi suddenly raised his head, looked out of the martial arts arena with burning eyes, and shouted sharply: "Close the picture stone channel!"

At this time, the enchantment of the Martial Arts Field has been broken, thousands of ghosts are crying together, and the voice can also be used to transform ghosts, and those demons who are far away from the demon palace will also be affected!

His warning was too late.

"Ah, what is this sound—"

"It's so noisy, shut up, it's so noisy——"

The demons gathered under the photo stone formation covered their ears and wailed in pain under the crying of all ghosts.

Following that terrifying voice, the invisible ghost energy suddenly poured out from the formation, and it was about to ghost all the demons present——

If it succeeds, it will be a repeat of the Wumingyuan ghost transformation tragedy five years ago, and it will be even scarier than that—it will undoubtedly become a huge disaster sweeping the entire region!

All the cities are in a hurry to close the picture stone formations, suppressing the demons who are on the verge of ghosts, and some cities have even been corroded by ghosts, and the dark sky has gradually appeared in the crimson sky.

At high altitude, roars and cries were mixed together, but no one could stop it from happening.

The doomsday scene is coming!

But outside the martial arts arena, Mo Qi and the other demon generals attacked the martial arts arena together, trying to save Xu Shishi, but they were stopped by four other demon generals headed by the Elder's Court.

"The devil's seizure of the throne cannot be terminated early." The Great Elder said with a half-smile, "Su Man hasn't fallen yet——Xu Shiyi hasn't won yet."

"Suman has an affair with the ghost domain, and intends to ghost the demons of the Northland. The crime should be punished. If you still want to protect her, you will be regarded as the same party." Mo Qi took a step forward expressionlessly, raising his head slightly. Chin, and said indifferently, "Are you going to betray Beidi?"

The great elder smiled and said nothing, but the demon generals behind him looked at each other and began to hesitate.

Behind Mo Qi, the four demon generals who had always stood in the same camp as him put on a guarded posture. Outside the martial arts arena, the ten people with the highest status and strength in the entire Northland fell into a confrontation.

"Ugh."

The next moment, a sigh rang in the ears of all the northern demons.

That sigh was very light, but it undoubtedly made people feel a strong sense of disappointment and exhaustion, and it made all the demons look slightly stunned, and then came closer and ecstatic—— was the familiar voice faintly revealed in that sigh !

That voice... At that time, all the demons in the north will never forget, and dare not forget the voice!

"...Mian, Your Majesty?"

Some demons who were struggling to resist the erosion of ghost energy murmured in disbelief, and then their thoughts were overwhelmed by the sudden burst of cheers. Countless different voices shouted loudly at the same time, converging into a shocking The call of heaven and earth—

"It's Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is back!"

"—Your Majesty!"

Through the Photo Stone Formation that had not been completely closed, all the demons in the North saw the familiar figure in black at this moment.

The shuddering coercion is still so clear through the formation!

——That is the crown of their demon king!

—their Majesty is back!

The darkness in the sky above was still spreading, but the panic and anger dissipated in an instant.

Instead, there is a burning will to fight and an increasingly firm will.

"Your Majesty is very disappointed in us!"

"Thousands of years have passed, do we still have to rely on someone under the crown to save us?"

"Drive out all these damned ghost trash!"

Xiao Chongyan, as the demon king of the Northland, to the Northland, meant more than just a monarch who ruled them.

He is the belief of all demons.

As long as he is still there, Beidi will not lose!

"boom--!"

An earth-shattering voice came from the side of the shadow stone. The black-clothed demon king with the sword stood alone under the dark sky that covered the sky, but asked the sword from afar.

With that sword strike, the ghosts and gods will change, and the world will reopen!

Then the devil in black turned sideways slightly, and walked towards the source of the ghostly aura, and the nun in the purple skirt who fell on the ground raised her sword carelessly but with murderous intent——

"Snapped!"

All the photo stones were shattered at this moment, unable to withstand the terrifying coercion from the magic palace, and the images displayed in the sky also dissipated.

But the fighting spirit of all the demons has already been ignited!

"Oh oh oh oh-!"

"Damn ghosts! When Lao Tzu's Lao Tzu fought with Mian Xia, you didn't know where you were, you little bastards!"

Countless demons howled and raised their weapons, and the demon breath rose to the sky, fighting with the ghost energy that stirred up the world.

"For Your Majesty! For the Northland!"

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The author has something to say:

Everyone must pay attention to your health. I just entered the emergency room today, and I feel that it is not easy to live well.

The author has nothing serious to do, he is going to sleep after finishing the manuscript.

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