Yi Feiyu folded his wings and walked towards the stone door. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the walls on both sides of the passage were covered with white skeletons. These skeletons included hundreds of races, but more of them were human skeletons. There was a gloomy atmosphere around them. He couldn't help but tremble a little.
The passage was not long, about a few hundred meters, and Yi Feiyu came to a main hall. The main hall was red in color, and the smell of blood here was even stronger. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the ground and walls here were all stained red with blood.
Right in front of the main hall, there is a hill made of countless skeletons, with a figure sitting on the top of the skull.
"Yi Feiyu pays homage to the Demon King." Yi Feiyu half-knelt down. That figure is the king of the demon clan, Demon Shengye Wuxin.
"You really can't hold it anymore. In fact, you should have come ten years ago."
"I failed." Yi Feiyu whispered.
"The Winged Man King is giving up on you." Ye Wuxin continued.
"No king would allow his son to threaten him. Now that Yi Bailie is dead, he has no scruples. Your fate will be miserable next." Ye Wuxin's voice struck Yi Feiyu like a magic spell. .
"I'm not convinced." Yi Feiyu said solemnly.
"Five hundred years, I have been the crown prince for five hundred years. He is always on guard against me and suppresses me. No matter what achievements I make, he will ignore me and even let other brothers isolate me. Even the sixth brother..." Yi Feiyu His eyes were full of sadness.
"Back then, I reminded you that being sharp is not a good thing. You overestimated the Winged King's heart." The Demon Saint on the skull slowly walked down, his figure stretched out under the red firelight around him. .
Soon, the ten-foot-tall demon Wang Yewuxin walked up to Yi Feiyu.
"Demon King, does your promise back then still count?" Yi Feiyu raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him and asked.
"Originally, I had no hope for you, but..." the Demon King paused as he spoke.
"Hey, for the sake of your mother and concubine, I will help you just once." The Demon King's tone suddenly became gentle, and his eyes revealed a hint of softness when he looked at Yi Feiyu on the ground.
Hearing the word mother and concubine, Yi Feiyu's expression was a little stiff. Yes, the Demon King had tried to make peace with his mother and concubine back then, but in the end they were forced to separate due to the discord between the two races.
Yi Feiyu didn't notice the expression the Demon King looked at him at this time. If he saw it, he would be very surprised. This look was the same as when his mother was alive.
"Get up!" The tenderness on Ye Wuxin's pale face gradually disappeared and turned back to coldness again.
"Thank you Demon King." Yi Feiyu stood up and said.
"Yi Bailie, it's a pity that there are no more than three people in the world who can kill him alone."
"Uncle Bailie was probably killed by a human conspiracy." Yi Feiyu said quickly.
The Demon King was noncommittal and then said.
"how do you want to do it?"
"I want to avenge Uncle Bailie. My father has been wary of me since childhood. Without his protection, I would have died long ago." Yi Feiyu said.
A trace of disappointment flashed in the Demon King's eyes.
"That's it?"
"Well……"
Yi Feiyu was stunned.
"Your father, don't you want to do something? Or do you still want to live as you did before, being suspicious of each other? You must know that only one of the remaining Winged Human Race Martial Saints supports you, and he can't protect you at the critical moment. ”
"Father, he..." Yi Feiyu had a complicated expression on his face.
"You don't think he will kill you, do you?" the Demon King said with a strange smile.
"You are still too young..." Ye Wuxin patted Yi Feiyu on the shoulder.
"Whether you solve this matter or not, your father will find excuses to suppress you and release your military power. The only thing that will greet you is your death, not even house arrest." Ye Wuxin said coldly.
"How is that possible?" Yi Feiyu raised his head in horror.
"Remember, in his eyes, you are just one of the eighteen sons. There is nothing to regret. In order to stabilize the king's power, he will definitely do it." Ye Wuxin stared into Yi Feiyu's eyes and said.
"me…"
Yi Feiyu wanted to say something but couldn't. At this time, his heart was already in confusion. He was not stupid, so he naturally understood what the Demon King meant, that he planned to kill his father.
"What? Don't have the guts?"
"I…"
"Or do you think you are not qualified to be a king at all?"
"No, I... what should I do?" Yi Feiyu asked stammering.
Demon King Ye Wuxin finally showed a smile at this time.
"Okay, as long as you have this determination, I will naturally help you."
At this moment, Yi Feiyu felt pressure on his shoulders that he had never felt before, and his whole mind was filled with confusion.
"There is no need to rush this matter for the time being. What we need to do now is to find the murderer of Yi Bailie. Here, I have sent Mo Yin to the human race to investigate. The results will be available tomorrow at most."
"Thank you Demon King." Yi Feiyu nodded.
While the two were talking, the Demon King's personal guards and Yi Feiyu's confidants looked at each other awkwardly for a long time under the Halloween Mountain.
Both sides were wary of each other, not saying a word, and the masters of the Winged Human Race were extremely uneasy at this time. They had followed the great prince for many years, and they knew many secrets. They knew that the master came to the Demonic Race this time with great determination. .
Just as both sides were thinking wildly, a bright red butterfly flew quietly into the middle of the two groups.
The butterfly is very beautiful, dragging a pair of slender tail feathers.
The eyes of the two groups followed the flying butterflies involuntarily.
Gradually, everyone suddenly felt dizzy, and the butterflies in front of them appeared as double images, one, two, three, west, densely packed, surrounded by butterflies.
"Not good..." everyone said in their hearts.
"thump…"
However, before they could react, they felt their vision go dark, and then they fainted and fell to the ground at the same time.
In the Halloween Mountain, Demon King and Yi Feiyu immediately noticed that something was wrong with their men. They looked at each other, and then disappeared into the hall in a flash.
After a while, the two figures appeared at the foot of the mountain.
"What's going on?" Yi Feiyu looked at the man lying on the ground and asked in surprise.
Demon King Ye Wuxin ignored the people on the ground at this time, and his eyes immediately locked on the bright and dazzling butterfly in the sky.
Yi Feiyu also saw the butterfly at this time, and was very surprised how such a small creature could appear as the surrounding area was filled with evil aura.
At this moment, the butterfly slowly flew in front of the two of them, and then a burst of red light appeared on its body.
"Be careful." Yi Feiyu dodged and took a hundred steps back.
At this time, Ye Wuxin stood still, his eyes still staring at the butterfly.
"Demon King." Yi Feiyu from behind couldn't help shouting.
"Nothing." The Demon King waved his hand.
Soon Yi Feiyu flew forward again.
"Interesting." Ye Wuxin suddenly laughed.
Yi Feiyu looked at the Demon King in confusion.
"The evil spirit in this little thing is not even comparable to mine."
"This..." Yi Feiyu couldn't help but look at the butterfly that was still glowing, and then its mouth widened.
The red light on the butterfly gradually disappeared, revealing a graceful figure with a pair of beautiful butterfly wings waving behind the figure.
"What is this?" Yi Feiyu asked, stunned.
"Giggle, giggle...what a handsome little brother." The butterfly mini figure laughed.
"Who are you, Your Excellency? Isn't it unreasonable to stun my subordinates?" Ye Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
I saw the little butterfly man flying around Ye Wuxin, as if observing something.
"Well, there is actually a trace of demon blood." The villain stopped and tilted his head and said.
"Demons?" Ye Wuxin frowned upon hearing this.
"Who are you?" At this moment, Yi Feiyu couldn't help but ask. He had never seen such a creature among the hundreds of tribes.
"I come from the demon world, you can call me the Red Corpse God." Little Miss Butterfly raised her head proudly and said. The little appearance is very cute, but there is still a hint of domineering.
"Demon Realm? Lord Red Corpse God?" Yi Feiyu repeated with a confused look on his face, then looked at Ye Wuxin aside, trying to get the answer from him, but found that the other party was just as confused as himself.
"Oh my god, you don't know about the demon world? Is the fault so severe?" The Red Corpse God looked very distressed.
"I have never heard of the demon world you mentioned, but since it is called the demon world, what does it have to do with our demon clan?" Ye Wuxin asked.
"Well..."
The Butterfly Man thought for a moment, then waved her little hand, and a phantom suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
There was a picture in the phantom. There were many figures in the picture. These figures had double horns on their heads and wings behind them. They looked very similar to Ye Wuxin's demon clan. The difference was that these figures were taller and dragged behind them. With a long tail.
Although it was just a picture, the Demon King could still feel the extremely powerful aura from those creatures, each one far surpassing him.
Then the screen turned, and a sea of blood appeared. A continent was floating on the sea of blood. It could be vaguely seen that there were many creatures like just now on the continent.
"Shua..." The screen then disappeared.
"That was..." The Demon King was shocked at this moment.
"Well, that is the Demon Clan, also known as the Shura Clan, and they are the ancestors of your Demon Clan."
"Ancestors of the Demon Clan... Demon Clan, Shura Clan..." Ye Wuxin murmured.
"Why have I never heard of it?" Yi Feiyu also looked shocked at this time.
"Tsk tsk... That's why I said that the historical faults in this world are very severe!" The Red Corpse Lord said and actually flew to the head of the Demon King. His little feet stepped on the top of his head, and his little hands touched the Demon King curiously. The two horns on the king's head.
"Hmm...the angle is a little different, not as long and curved as the Shura clan's horns."
"Red Corpse Lord, what do you want to do?" The Demon King did not care about the other party's rudeness, but asked in a deep voice. He felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if things were beyond his control now.
"Kekeke... don't be so outgoing, just call me Xiaodie."
