Just like this, Ye Kong headed north. Fortunately, he had a map. Otherwise, he didn't know how long he would have to walk.
His journey was very smooth. The Demon King's token was indeed very useful. Every time he met a devil or a cultivator taken in by a devil, they would immediately let him pass.
Every time he used the token, Ye Kong would feel a sense of loss. It wasn't because she wasn't that beautiful, but because he felt he didn't ask clearly. Why was the Shadow Clan Leader living in a devil city? Why wasn't there a single human or shadow clan member beside her?
She must have her own difficulties. She definitely didn't take the initiative to offer her body because she was infatuated. He could feel that she had no experience at all. He could also feel her sadness and loneliness … Why was he only thinking about her body and didn't ask?
But thinking of this, Ye Kong smiled bitterly. What could he do to help? If she, a Soul Formation cultivator, couldn't do anything, what could he do? There were no restrictions, formations, or guards outside her palace, so why didn't she leave?
Ye Kong knew he couldn't solve this problem with his current strength. That Demon King was so powerful. If that Death Control Magic Eye was used, even ordinary immortals wouldn't be able to handle it. What could he do?
Although Ye Kong knew he couldn't help, he didn't sigh. He decided that when he had the strength, he would enter the devil city again.
Not just for Lu Junrou, but for the millions of enslaved humans!
He didn't have a flying magic artifact like the Flying Ark, so it was very difficult to travel 25,000 li. He didn't stop for three whole days. Luckily, he had a lot of spirit stones. When he felt that he didn't have enough spirit energy, he quickly took out a piece to replenish it. Then he flew again, regardless of day or night, just to reach Dark Abyss Valley as soon as possible.
Even so, after three days, he still hadn't arrived. He was still thousands of li away from Dark Abyss Valley.
Three days later, Devil City, Junrou Palace.
The night was as cold as water. The bright moon shone brilliantly, but it didn't bring any heat.
The cold moonlight shone through the tall window, casting a row of white light on the wide corridor.
Under one of the windows stood a lonely figure in white. She looked up at the sky. Just like this, she had looked for more than 100,000 years.
"Your tears carry pain in your weakness. The pale crescent moon hooked the past. The night is so long that it condenses into frost. Who is it that is despairing coldly in the attic … "
"The rain gently bounces, the vermilion window, my whole life on paper is blown by the wind. The dream is far away, turning into a strand of muslin, drifting away with the wind, your appearance … "
Lu Junrou sang silently. She sang until she was completely immersed. She sang until she could not extricate herself. She sang until tears streamed down her cheeks.
And when she sang the line "Your appearance drifts with the wind", what appeared in front of her eyes was actually that youth's appearance.
He wondered if he had reached the Dark Abyss Valley. Would he regret leaving at that time? Would they have a chance to meet again in the future?
She didn't know why, but she couldn't help but remember this man she had only met once, and his cultivation base was so low. It was really strange. She couldn't remember the appearance of the person who had appeared in front of her for 100,000 years. But why did she feel that she would never forget someone she had just met?
Suddenly, she stopped singing and sighed. "It's such a beautiful song, but I forgot to ask for its name. What a pity."
Ye Kong regretted that he didn't ask about her situation. Lu Junrou regretted that she didn't ask for the name of the song …
They were all regretful. But how could there be so many perfections in this world? Some felt regret, some felt regret, and some were destined to regret for the rest of their lives.
At the Demon King's Palace, the Demon King felt like an ant on a hot pan. He didn't know whether to stand or sit. He was a bit happy, a bit nervous, and a bit worried.
He had waited for 100,000 years. It was really a long time. Even for the immortal demon race, 150,000 years was so long to them. It was as long as a river that had no end.
Finally, at this moment, it was perfect.
But would it really be like this?
"Leng Chi, what do you think I still need to prepare?" The Demon King didn't know how many times he had asked this question today.
Leng Chi smiled. He had followed the Demon King for so many years, but this was the first time he saw the Demon King reveal such a helpless expression. It seemed that love was indeed not a simple thing.
"Your Majesty, everything is normal. You just need to deal with those human girls like usual …"
Before Leng Chi could finish, he was interrupted by the Demon King, "Nonsense! How could Junrou be the same as a human girl? Did you know? Back then, I was still the little prince of the demon race … "
Leng Chi wanted to vomit blood. He had heard the same words so many times that his ears were filled with calluses. Listening to them one more time was really torture. Of course, he didn't dare to show any disgust on his face. He still smiled as if the story was still so interesting. It was simply too good to listen to.
Luckily, he didn't have to endure it for long. Someone reported from outside, "Miss Junrou is here."
The Demon King was overjoyed. He rubbed his hands together and chuckled. He quickly went out to welcome her.
"Junrou, how are you today? If it's inconvenient, you can go tomorrow." The Demon King said in a seemingly magnanimous manner.
Lu Junrou looked at him coldly. She didn't say anything and continued to walk into the Demon King's Palace.
The Demon King was hurt by her gaze and the joy on his face faded. He took two steps forward and said with a smile, "Junrou, did one of them make you angry? I remember that you would often smile at me in the past …"
"I was smiling at Li Tong!" Lu Junrou replied.
She still remembers my alias back then. The Demon King finally felt a trace of relief in his heart. He smiled again, "Isn't Li Tong me? You can call me Li Tong now. "
Lu Junrou shook her head, "No, you are not Li Tong. You are the Demon King, the Demon King who has killed countless people."
The Demon King angrily said, "What's the difference? Humans will always be the slaves and food of the Demon Race. This will never change! Humans kill so many animals every day, skin them and eat their meat. How is that different from us demons? "
Lu Junrou sneered, "Because I am not an animal. I am a human. Those you killed and ate were my kind!"
The Demon King sighed and said, "Let's not talk about this today. You didn't come to my palace just to talk about this, right?"
Lu Junrou's words paused. She let out a sigh and said, "Then let's go to your palace."
The Demon King was overjoyed. He extended his hand and said, "This way." He then shouted to Leng Chi, "Everyone leave. There is no need to wait on me!"
The Demon King's palace was decorated with flowers and bright lights. It was easy to see that the Demon King had put in a lot of effort. However, in Lu Junrou's eyes, she ignored it. The Demon King had killed humans, enslaved the Shadow Race, and even killed her parents and family when he kidnapped her. How could her heart remain calm?
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