My daughter-in-law always wants to bury me

Chapter 66 Immortal Temple

The man was sweating profusely, tremblingly said: "No, no."

Song Yuchu said with a smile, "That's because I don't want to die, how about this, I'm feeling bored, if you say something funny, I'll forgive you."

"This..." The man didn't know what to say. For the Demon Lord, what is fun is nothing more than being able to cause chaos in the world.

"What is this?" Song Yuchu pointed his sword at him, and the only trace of patience was about to run out.

The person kneeling on the ground nodded in fear: "Yes, yes."

Song Yuchu put the sword on his forehead, the sword tip pierced his brow, blood ran across his face, and the eyes of the devil in front of him were filled with a piercing chill: "Say it quickly."

His Adam's apple slipped, and he said with difficulty: "Shou, birthday, today is Li Chen's birthday, and many people will go to the Xianzun Temple to worship."

Song Yuchu looked at the people kneeling on the ground, squinting his eyes slightly, wondering what to write, when suddenly, Mo Shangwu's voice sounded in his ears: "If you go to the Xianzun Temple where the incense is the most prosperous, all the people who worship there will be killed." Killing it will definitely attract people from the fairy world."

Song Yuchu looked up, and saw that Mo Shangwu was holding a bloody white folding fan in his hand, as if he had just killed someone after a fight.

He looked at Mo Shangwu for a while, and finally showed a sneering smile: "It must be a misunderstanding that it's too boring."

After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked the person in front of him off the high platform: "Go away!"

"Yes Yes."

Inside the Xianzun Temple in Linxi Valley, it was peaceful at first, everyone, old and young, were offering incense and worshiping, filled with the smell of incense, but within half a day, a scream came from inside: "The devil, the devil is here!"

The smell of blood diffused, mixed with the smell of incense, Song Yuchu broke the neck of the person in his hand, and the rest of the people were terrified and wanted to escape.

With a big wave of his hand, he closed the temple gate, watching the crowd's cries, Song Yuchu found it very interesting.

He glanced at the person curled up in front of the temple gate, then at the temple, kicked over the huge incense burner in front of him, and then raised his voice: "What kind of fairy is that, isn't it very effective? No more!" Come out, I will kill them one by one, slowly, let them watch themselves being disemboweled, hold their own heart, and watch it pounding."

After Song Yuchu finished speaking, he looked around. There was only a gust of wind blowing in the temple, and there was no movement. He frowned, and then walked towards the people who were curled up at the door. A woman said: "Then you come first!"

The woman in Tsing Yi shivered and backed away, shaking her head frantically: "No, no!"

Song Yuchu raised his hand and was about to pierce her body with the sword. The woman screamed in horror, but before the sword fell, it was blocked by a white sword energy.

"Stop!" The visitor's voice was indifferent but with a touch of dust.

Song Yuchu subconsciously stepped back for a certain distance, looked up, and saw a man in white clothes, a white jade hair crown, and a white long sword in his hand.

He hooked the corner of his mouth and said: "As expected, Mo Shangwu is right, he really can attract interesting guys."

However, when Suci saw Song Yuchu's face, he was stunned. After he returned to the fairy world, he fell into a deep sleep for a long time. When he woke up, he was persuaded by his disciples to let him rest in Lichen Realm for various reasons. Until a month ago, He inadvertently learned the news that Song Yuchu was killed in Tsing Yi Ya.

Jun Ruo: "Master, I heard that at that time, he fought with Osmanthus and died together. He was seriously injured and fell off the cliff, and was washed away by the rapids. Osmanthus was immortal, and he lost his life. How could he... "

Su Ci: "No, he won't."

However, when Suci arrived at Qingyi Cliff, he found that it was deserted, except for dilapidated pavilions and the same waterfall as before, there was nothing there.

He went all the way down the river and searched for many days, but he didn't see a trace of Song Yuchu.

Song Yuchu looked at Suci staring at him with a complicated expression, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What? Seeing that it's me...are you afraid?"

Song Yuchu smiled wildly, then swung his sword and stabbed at the woman just now, Su Ci quickly stepped forward to stop him.

The two fought together, and Su Ci couldn't help asking, "Why are you doing this?"

Song Yuchu smiled in a low voice: "Why? Of course it's because it's fun."

This answer seemed to make Su Ci feel a little unbelievable. He looked at the uncharacteristic Song Yuchu in front of him, stretched out his hand to confine the spell, and restrained him.

Su Ci: "Yu Chu, stop quickly."

Intricate spells entangled him, and when he heard Su Ci calling his name, he felt a little unsettled for a while, but soon, he broke the seal of the spell.

Su Ci: "Yu Chu."

Song Yuchu jumped back onto the roof, looked at Su Ci and said, "Shut up! How can you know my name?"

Song Yuchu adjusted his breath, feeling a little anxious and bored, looking at the Su Ci in front of him, his interest in having fun was swept away, and he turned and left.

Song Yuchu, who returned to the Demon Lord's Palace, was furious and killed more than a dozen people from the Demon Realm, and even chopped off a corner of the Demon Lord's stone seat.

Mo Shangwu: "Calm down the devil, what made the devil so angry?"

Song Yuchu: "I should have killed him just now."

Mo Shang had no time to look at Song Yuchu's expression: "Oh? You mean... Immortal Lichen?"

Song Yuchu: "Could it be that there are other people enshrined in that temple?"

Mo Shangwu smiled lightly: "I have a clever plan to make the Lichen Immortal Venerable throw himself into the trap. I wonder if the Demon Lord is willing to listen to it?"

Song Yuchu: "Say."

Mo Shangwu: "Also invite the Demon Lord to cover your ear."

Song Yuchu couldn't help showing a hint of doubt after hearing Moshang Wushuo's ingenious plan: "Is it really possible?"

Mo Shangwu: "I guarantee it with my life."

In Glass Dust Realm, a disciple came to report that someone had sent a letter, but the sender was not seen, but the letter had the word Suci written on it.

When Su Ci ended up with that letter, when he opened it, he found that it was Song Yuchu's handwriting, which read: Tonight, I saw it in the Xianzun Temple.

The inscription reads Song Yuchu.

The disciples at the side curiously asked what was mentioned in the letter, but Su Ci put the letter away and said: "It's nothing, I'm going out today, don't wait for me."

Suci was invited to Xianzun Temple, there was no moon tonight, but there were two lanterns hanging in the temple, when he opened the temple door, he saw Song Yuchu in black sitting in front of the steps.

"Yu Chu."

Song Yuchu raised his eyes, and met the person who came, still dressed in white clothes that were not stained with floating dust.

Song Yuchu smiled at him: "Suci."

Suci looked at the person in front of him, and approached him step by step, whether he wanted to see everything in his eyes.

Song Yuchu was a little uncomfortable when he saw him, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Don't come here without any problems."

This sentence made Suci frowned slightly, as if the person in front of him was him, but not him.

Su Ci: "Yu Chu."

"Well, what's the matter?" Song Yuchu raised his eyes and smiled again: "It's been a long time since I saw you, miss me? Or don't you know me?"

Su Ci: "You asked me to come, what's the matter?"

Song Yuchu: "It's nothing, I just miss you, aren't we husband and wife? Don't you miss me?"

Suci looked at Song Yuchu, his expression was still solemn, and he didn't see any joy.

Su Ci: "Think, of course I want to."

Song Yuchu: "Don't meet again, you and I should have a drink and celebrate, why not come to my demon world and I will show you around."

Su Ci looked at him, and after a moment of silence, nodded: "Okay."

The smile on Song Yuchu's face became more and more intense, Suci followed him to the Demon Realm, and as soon as he entered the extremely dark place, he felt uncomfortable.

Song Yuchu stretched out his hand to support him, and found that the spiritual power on his body seemed to be a little weaker, and a hint of taking advantage of him inadvertently flashed in his eyes.

Song Yuchu: "Are you okay?"

Su Ci stood firm and shook his head: "It's nothing."

When the two came to the Demon King's Palace, Song Yuchu had already ordered people to prepare the food and wine.

Song Yuchu: "Please."

After Su Ci took his seat, Song Yuchu also sat down opposite him, and Ling Gui at the side stepped forward to pour wine for the two of them.

Song Yuchu picked up his wine glass and said to Su, "I respect you."

Su Ci watched Song Yuchu drink the wine, his expression was still solemn, he was about to put down the wine glass, but Song Yuchu suddenly said: "Why don't you drink?"

Su Ci glanced at the wine in his hand, and finally drank it down. Song Yuchu watched him swallow the wine, and then smiled.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect you to drink so much." After Song Yuchu finished speaking, he poured himself another glass.

Su Ci: "Yu Chu, why did you become a Demon Lord? You are not..."

Song Yuchu immediately answered his words: "Aren't I dead? Isn't it strange? But fortunately, I didn't die, and I came back here, regaining the position that should belong to me. Su Ci, do you want me to die?"

Su Ci: "You know..."

Song Yuchu: "I know, you can't, and you can't bear it, right?"

Seeing Suci's furrowed brows getting worse, Song Yuchu couldn't help laughing as he spoke, and finally stood up and leaned close to him and said, "But now I'm a demon king, and you're an immortal, you still don't want to give up. ?"

The moment Song Yuchu finished speaking, Su Ci fell on the table.

Song Yuchu's expression turned cold in an instant, and he looked at Su Ci and said to Ling Gui, "Put him under the blood pool for me, I want to have fun with him."

Ling Gui: "Yes."

I don't know how long I've been in a coma, and I don't know whether it's day or night. Su Ci's eyebrows and eyes moved, and when he woke up, he found himself in a secret room, half kneeling on the ground, with his hands firmly locked by chains.

"woke up?"

Su Ci raised his head slowly, adjusted to the candlelight, and saw Song Yuchu sitting in front of the magic circle, drinking wine to himself.

He struggled for a while, but couldn't use any strength. Song Yuchu walked towards him and squatted in front of him: "Don't waste your strength, didn't you notice? From the time you reach the extremely dark place, your spiritual power has been suppressed No matter how you move now, it's useless."