MTL - The Demon Lord Only Wants to Follow the Script-Chapter 27 dark place

Fang Li left the evil temple in the Wanburial Pit.

He is now capable of saving his wife.

It is indeed a beautiful dream specially woven for lovers. It is in the story that there is such a desperate love, right? Although he has repeatedly disliked the script's **** vulgarity, if a real lover comes here, it will be a worthwhile trip.

Maybe someone just likes this one?

Fang Li didn't go back to the palace, nor brought anyone with him, and went to Yu Wushan alone.

Yuwu Mountain is a bare mountain, it looks very desolate, it seems like a dead place with no people in it, Fang Li walks on the mountain alone.

There is a big stockade at the top of the mountain.

There are quite a few servants walking around the village, all slaves captured by the big demon.

Fang Li saw the monster in the village.

The monster was surrounded by dozens of beauties, hugging left and right, but among those beauties, there was no Xie Huai, Fang Li frowned involuntarily.

It stands to reason that Xie Huai will be fine. Since he is taking the script of a hero saving the beauty, it is impossible for Xie Huai to die first, right? So how does this story go on?

Could it be that the monster hid Xie Huai alone?

Fang Li glanced at the monster lightly, it was a piebald snake monster, this kind of low-level monster could be crushed to death with one hand in reality, and only in his dream could he show off his might in front of him.

But today is the day of death.

After all, he just exchanged his cultivation base with the demon.

Fang Li stepped forward, and he heard himself say: "Hand over my concubine."

The monster had a strange tone, and looked down on him with disdain: "There are so many beauties here, which one is your princess?"

Fang Li said coldly, "He's not here."

The monster Jie Jie laughed strangely: "If you're not here, you're dead, don't look for it, go back."

This sentence completely ignited his anger, his eyes were about to burst, and he took the long sword in his hand without hesitation!

He possessed the heaven-reaching magic power given by the demon, but the monster was also very powerful, and he was inseparable from fighting him, and the entire Yuwu Mountain would be wiped out by them.

The monster didn't expect this mortal to be so powerful that he couldn't take advantage of it. In the end, he had to show his prototype. A giant piebald snake swept towards him, and Li's figure in front of it was like an ant.

The piebald snake flicked his tail, and he was thrown far away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and bravely raised his sword again.

They fought like this for three days and three nights.

Fang Li pierced the piebald snake's forehead with a sword, and finally killed the big monster! But at this moment, he was at the end of his strength, and one of his arms was bitten off by the big snake. The mana given by the demon could not last long. After killing the demon snake, he felt all the energy in his body fade away quickly, and he could hardly stand still.

But he hasn't found his princess yet...

He held the sword with the remaining hand, drenched in blood, stepped forward step by step, and walked into the village of the demon snake. Many people ran away during the fight just now, and the village was also beaten to pieces, and some were crushed. dead people.

He carefully checked everywhere, searched every corner, opened every dead person, trying to find his wife.

but no...

No one is his wife.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

He felt that his vision was becoming blurred, he knew that his time was running out, and he was about to lose sight, but he hadn't found his wife yet. hole, so even if it is a corpse, he has to find him...

But why...

just can't find it...

Despair filled his heart little by little, and the pain and self-blame tormented his heart. Why couldn't he find him?

He had already given everything, but he still couldn't save his lover.

It's all because he came back late.

If he came back two months earlier, as long as he came back two months earlier... Wouldn't everything happen...

Before Madam died, did you blame yourself for not coming to rescue him sooner?

do you hate me?

There seemed to be a hole in his heart, only endless darkness remained, just like his sight, he could no longer see any light.

He finally fell down.

[Fang Li: ... This plot is a bit beyond my expectation. 】

【system:…】

In Fang Li's vision, he and the demon exchanged the heavenly mana, had a very beautiful battle with the monster, and then successfully rescued his little wife, and the two lived happily for three years, which can be regarded as HE Well.

This is the case in general novels.

Heroes who save the beauty are never out of date.

But he killed the monsters himself, but did not find his lost lover.

Is this going to be BE?

Fang Li finally developed some interest in the following plot, and was a little curious about how it would develop next. He didn't believe that this would be BE's nightmare, otherwise there would be so many guests every year at Lover's Crossing, it would be impossible for no one to spoil the scene.

………

Next comes the scene transition.

Fang Li opened his eyes again, his eyes were pitch black, he knew he was blind, the rest of the plot could only be heard but not watched.

The darkness made him more sensitive to everything around him, the unknown made him tense up, and the plot seemed to be getting more and more exciting.

But at that time, my mana was gone, my eyes were blind, and one of my arms was broken. I was already a half-dead cripple. Although the demon promised to give him three years of life, if he was left alone in this state, he would not be able to resist for a day. If he didn't die, he must have been rescued.

Who is it that saved him?

Fang Li waited patiently.

It didn't take long for him to hear footsteps, and someone came to him, but he waited for a long time, but the other party remained silent.

This ignorant silence is inevitably a little nervous...

Why is this man silent?

doing what?

He sat up on the bed with difficulty, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you, did you save the king?"

The other party was still silent.

After a while, Fang Li heard himself ask again: "Why don't you speak?"

There was still a dead silence ahead.

Fang Li frowned.

Since this man saved him, he must have asked for something, why didn't he speak?

He continued patiently: "Your Excellency, please send me back to my residence, I will definitely thank you very much."

Still no answer.

Fang Li's mood at this moment is finally synchronized with the character for the first time, that is - confusion.

What kind of development is this?

Is this person deaf or dumb?

Now that he is saved, whether it is to help others or seek benefits, there should be a difference, right? Now that you are so silent, how do I know what you want?

King Li is not a good-tempered person, it is an extremely rare compromise to be able to ask those few questions patiently, if it were when he was intact, who would dare to be so rude in front of him?

It was indeed a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog.

Seeing that the man didn't answer him or make any movement, he lost his patience and simply got up and walked out by himself.

Because he stood up forcefully, all the bones in his body seemed to be protesting, and there was a burning pain in the broken arm, as if it was still dripping blood, but he walked forward slowly step by step as if he didn't feel it.

He wants to go back to Mount Yuwu, he hasn't found his wife yet, he can't leave him alone in that cold place...

Even if he died, he would die with him.

Wait, now that he can't see, how can he find someone? He still has to go back to the palace first, and then he can send someone to look for it.

Now that big demon has been killed by him.

The people in the palace can search the entire Yuwu Mountain, even if they dig three feet, they still have to find his concubine.

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly tripped over something, and fell to the ground. His palm subconsciously supported the ground. The ground was full of thorny thorns, and his skin was dripping with blood.

But the pain was nothing to him at all.

He got up expressionlessly and continued walking.

No matter how many times he falls and how many injuries he suffers, he refuses to give up...

Finally he was exhausted, this time he couldn't get up again, he fell to the ground, his blood seemed to be drained, but there was only one thought in his mind, he still couldn't find his wife...

Is he going to die here?

Just when he was completely desperate, he hugged him with both hands.

It's that person.

Turns out he's been there all along.

He seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw, clinging to the other party tightly, like a desperate person, he said in a hoarse voice: "You help me find it, okay, you go to Yuwu Mountain and find my concubine, no matter what Whether it's life or death, as long as you find him, everything about this king will be given to you..."

He felt the other party's movements pause, and he waited anxiously for an answer.

But he was disappointed again.

The man still didn't make a sound, his movements were cold and unmoved, he took him back to the room, threw him on the bed, and then pushed the door out again.

The more Fang Li looked at this direction, the more confused he became.

………

He woke up the next day.

The wounds on his body seemed to have been treated.

He was extremely hungry, smelling the smell of food in the house, but there was no one, he knew that he could not die now, he had not found his wife yet, so he must live on, so he got up with difficulty, stretched out his hand in front of him Fumbled around, and accidentally knocked over the food.

There are no groups of servants in the palace here, only him alone, as silent as a dark cage, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the food on the ground and ate it.

He gained a little strength and tried to walk out again.

He groped in the dark for a long time and found the direction of the door. The door was not closed. He walked outside little by little. The road today was full of sharp stones. Every time he fell, it was like walking on the tip of a knife.

Until he passed out again.

After waking up, he returned to that room again.

He ate the food prepared by the man, and tried to go out for the third time. He walked a little farther, and the road was smooth. Just when he finally had some hope, he rolled into a pit with a grunt. The pit is full of carrion of animals, the stench is disgusting, he can't get out no matter what, is he going to die here...

But after waking up, he returned to that room again.

In this way he tried a dozen times.

Every time the road is full of different obstacles and traps, either **** wounds, or when he finally had some hope, he fell into endless despair again, and from the beginning to the end, there was only the silent man by his side... people.

Every time after he passed out, that person would bring him back, help him treat his wounds, and prevent him from dying easily, but he didn't give him any hope.

Gradually he understood.

The reason why this person saved him was to torture him, to see him despair, to see him suffer.

This person should be his enemy.

Unexpectedly, he was a majestic and powerful king, he was so glorious in the past, not to mention that one day he became like this, and he fell into the hands of his enemies. Maybe he killed too many people, this is his retribution.

In this dark and lonely world, he is always alone, and there is this room from which he cannot get out.

Not only can he not save the one he loves, but he can't even save himself.

This day he walked out of the room again. Today, the outside of the room is covered with spiky flower branches exuding a tempting fragrance, but it drenched him with blood...

He walked for about an hour, fell down again and again, and then pretended to pass out.

Not long after, that person really appeared again.

Just when the man was trying to reach out to hug him, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the other's wrist tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

Although he asked this question, he didn't have much confidence, because he didn't have any bargaining chips now... The other party might ignore him.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Just when he thought that the other party would be the same as before and would not answer, the other party actually spoke for the first time.

It was a very unpleasant and strange voice, like a stone rubbing against metal, or a sharp knife being drawn by a fire, he said: "When the prince slaughtered the royal family of the Xi Kingdom, he was so majestic and majestic. I can’t forget it for a moment.”

He finally knew who the other party was.

Back then, Xi State was unwilling to pay tribute, nor was he willing to surrender. He also tried to secretly unite with several other countries to resist the order of the dynasty. He was ordered to crusade against Xi State and directly killed the Xi State royal family. country.

On that day, rivers of blood flowed, the old and the weak, women and children, none of them escaped his murderous hand.

There are still people left in Xi Kingdom's royal family...

He deserved to hate him.

It's just that he has too many enemies, even if he knows, the only meaning is to die and understand.

He didn't have anything to live for. He had killed too much in this life, and he would die a bad death. All of this was his retribution, but there was only one person he couldn't let go of.

He had to let go of his pride and beg his enemy: "Can you go to Yuwu Mountain and help me find my concubine? As long as you are willing to help me find him, you can humiliate me however you want."

The man seemed to have heard some funny joke, and jokingly said: "Aren't I now, can I humiliate you as much as I want?"

He fell silent.

The already lifeless gray eyes were completely colorless.

Just when he had completely given up...

He heard the man say: "But it's not impossible, it depends on—what you can do for him."

Then the man picked him up and chuckled ambiguously in his ear: "You have to live well and see how I torture you."

He was afraid that he would seek death.

He was put back on the bed in that room, but this time, the man did not leave quietly. The other party slowly approached, and the slightly cool fingertips landed on his lapel, gently hooking it.

The blood clotted on the clothes, so that when it was torn off, it seemed that the skin and flesh were torn off together, including his dignity.

He knew what this man wanted to do.

That's right, this is indeed a good way to torture him. He has been on the battlefield all these years, and he has suffered all kinds of injuries. The mere physical torture is not painful to him, but this kind of humiliation is indeed something he has never thought of. and unacceptable.

This person knew that he might commit suicide, so he agreed to his request and gave him a little thought to let him live to bear this humiliation.

Even if he couldn't guarantee whether this person would keep his promise, he didn't dare to bet.

Because this is his only hope.

He lay there motionless, letting the fingertips of the other party land on his neck, rubbing gently, with a hint of intimacy and frivolity.

Treat it like a cheap plaything.

He has no expression.

There was no sound either.

He no longer has a good piece of flesh in his body, and the wound bleeds and scabs over and over again. One can imagine how ugly and disgusting it is, but this person, in order to torture himself, does not hesitate to fight himself, and does not hesitate to touch himself who he hates so much... He really hates himself so much extreme.

Thinking of this, he twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

I thought it was a little funny.

………

In the dark, the breath gently falls on the ear, intertwined with the incense burning in the house, it seems to be hazy like a fog, as if blurring illusion and reality.

He keeps his eyes closed.

But at the last moment, the man stopped.

The man lowered his head close to his ear, gritted his teeth slightly, with a hint of hatred, and a vague sigh... He said, "He's an infatuated kind."

Then the other party got up and moved away from him, and said very slowly in a cold and cruel voice: "For the sake of your obsession with him, I will let you take a look at his dead body."

Saying that he hugged him.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, they came to another room, and as soon as they opened the door, a rancid smell came over their faces.

Even if you can't see it, you can guess that the appearance of the corpse is definitely not good-looking.

The man put him down.

He raised his remaining strength, walked over step by step, half kneeled on the ground, and stretched out his hand to the corpse in front of him.

【Fang Li, who has been watching the movie in silence these days, suddenly said: I know what's going on. 】

【system:? 】