A Demon’s Path

If Ling Xiao saw Nangong Yurong last time, he felt that Nangong Yurong was not like Nangong Yurong, this time when Ling Xiao saw Nangong Yurong again, he felt that Nangong Yurong was not Nangong Yurong.

In the past, the Nangong Yurong was gentle and elegant, elegant and suave, and suave-although he liked men, but this did not prevent him from being such an image in the hearts of many women.

But now this Nangong Yurong doesn't care about her own image at all. Although she still speaks so politely, there is a hint of a man's tenacity in this gentleness, which has fundamentally and completely divided the boundaries from the previous Nangong Yurong.

The current Nangong Yurong is another person.

After nearly two years, Nangong Yuzhuo finally saw his younger brother, and at such a time, his excitement was beyond words, and he could only express it with his bear hug: "Welcome back!"

"En." Nangong Yurong responded softly, under the disheveled hair, there was a little moisture in the pair of bright eyes.

Ling Xiao secretly sighed in her heart, presumably Nangong Yurong has had a very hard life in the past two years, this is a cruel test for Nangong Yurong, a son who stretches out his hands for clothes and opens his mouth for food.

Fortunately, this tempering Nangong Yurong has survived, and Ling Xiao also noticed that Nangong Yurong's current soul power level has actually reached the purple level!

"Okay, okay, meet me, brothers, let's talk later. Brother Yurong, did you find what you were looking for?" Ling Xiao asked with a smile on his face.

Nangong Yurong nodded: "Yes, I found it. Can you see if it's these two things?"

Nangong Yurong stretched out her hands. On the palm of her left hand was a plant of black and white grass, and on the palm of her right hand was a tree root of seven colors. It was the soul-reviving grass and seven-color soul-returning root that Ling Xiao needed.

Ling Xiao carefully took these two medicinal materials from Nangong Yurong's hands, because he knew what significance these two medicinal materials had to Nangong Yurong.

"Brother Yurong, I'm going to refine the medicine now, and when Ling'er and Xiang'er wake up, you will go back to Diganmen together." Ling Xiao said seriously.

Nangong Yurong said to Ling Xiao indifferently: "Okay, thank you very much."

Ling Xiao secretly thought in her heart, it seems that the two years of tempering have really changed Nangong Yurong, and she has even become much calmer.

No one knew what Ling Xiao was doing when he hid in his training room. What everyone knew was that when Ling Xiao came out, it was already three days later.

Ling Xiao walked out of the training room with a tired face, and in his hands were two more pills that exuded a dense purple light.

Nangong Yurong looked at the two pills Ling Xiao presented to him, her heart trembled abruptly, she glanced at Ling Xiao gratefully, but said nothing.

Afterwards, Ling Xiao took out the bodies of Ling'er and Xiang'er, and asked Nangong Yurong to feed the two pills in person. Not long after, a slight fluctuation of soul power suddenly appeared on the bodies of the two who had no fluctuations in soul power, which made Nangong Yurong overjoyed.

After wandering outside for so long, just to bring them back to life, seeing that the goal is about to be achieved, how can Nangong Yurong not be excited?

However, Nangong Yurong hadn't been happy for a long time, and the fluctuations in the soul power of the two disappeared immediately. Nangong Yurong, who had become very calm, couldn't help being shocked: "Ling Xiao, what's going on?"

Ling Xiao patted Nangong Yurong's shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, these two pills are just for nourishing the soul, if you want to restore the three souls and seven souls, there is still a last step."

Ling Xiao took out the Tianyan Jade Jue, and pressed the two girls' hands on the Tianyan Jade Jue at the same time. Afterwards, Ling Xiao released the part of the souls of the two women that he had taken away from the demon token, and applied it to the Tianyan Jade Jue.

Tianyan Yujue immediately emitted a soft black and white light, spreading from the hands, and quickly enveloped the bodies of the two girls.

This piece of soft light is black and white, one after another, alternating with each other, as if they are working in turn.

After more than an hour of Tianyan Yujue's operation, the two women's bodies experienced fluctuations in their souls.

This time, the soul fluctuations of the two were far stronger than before, and they were no different from normal people!

"Are you finally waking up?" Looking at the two girls' faces gradually turning rosy, Nangong Yurong's bright eyes stared at them closely without blinking, fearing that if he blinked, they would fall into a deep sleep again .

Finally, the black and white light gradually dissipated like a gentle tide until it disappeared completely, and the two women also opened their eyes.

"My son..."

The two of them called Nangong Yurong almost at the same time without any hesitation.

Although Nangong Yu's appearance has changed a lot, in their eyes, no matter what he looks like, that young master will always be the same in their minds.

Nangong Yurong wept with joy, and hugged the two women tightly in her arms: "Ling'er, Xiang'er, you're finally all right!"

Feeling Nangong Yurong's affection for them, the two women's faces became dizzy, and the sweetness in their hearts didn't know how to describe it.

Ling Xiao winked at Nangong Yuzhuo, Nangong Yuzhuo immediately understood, and the two left quietly, leaving the place here for the three long-lost reunions...

"I'm so tired!" Ling Xiao stretched her waist, fell headfirst on her own bed, and fell asleep soundly.

These three days and three nights of refining medicine is really a fucking inhuman job, it almost emptied Ling Xiao's energy, and it really can't make up for it without a good night's sleep.

When Ling Xiaoshui woke up and went out to have a look, yo ho! That Nangong Yurong turned into the appearance he knew before, the only difference was that his demeanor and the appearance of the two women standing beside her had changed a lot.

Seeing that Nangong Yurong was refreshed again, Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Are you ready? Are you ready to leave?"

As soon as Ling Xiao asked this question, Nangong Yurong's face immediately became very serious: "Yes. This time I go back, I can't say how many people will be killed. My father will not die like this for no reason. Who has anything to do with my father's death? , I must make them pay with their lives!"

The Digan Sect is very lively these days, and the battle for the head has already begun before the body of the head is cold.

Nangong Yuhua, as the son of the head, naturally set up the arena for the battle for the head.

The arena was set up on the square outside the Digan Gate, and all the respectable people from the Shenhun sect were invited to participate as witnesses.

On this day, the wind is sunny and the sun is shining. It seems to be a good auspicious day. Standing on the ring, Nangong Yuhua cupped his hands and cupped his fists towards the people from the Shenhun sect who came to testify: "Thank you for coming to my Qianmen, as the notary for the new head. I, Nangong Yuhua, represent my late father , Welcome everyone."

Nangong Yuhua was good-looking, and her words were measured, which immediately won the favor of many people. In particular, Nangong Yuhua brought up his father's name, which made the older generation unconsciously associate this kid with his father, and gained a lot of sympathy points.

Nangong Yuhua knew that her move was good. Although she was proud in her heart, she didn't show any complacent expression on her face, but continued to say sadly: "My father went off the rails because of his practice, and he left suddenly. It's a great misfortune. I didn't intend to compete for the position of head, but it was my father's last wish, so I had to do it. My uncle and cousins ​​all refused to accept me. In desperation, Yuhua could only follow the old Diganmen rules , put down the ring, the winner is respected, I hope everyone will not misunderstand that Yuhua is a ruthless person!"

People from all the soul sects nodded inadvertently, secretly agreeing with Nangong Yuhua's statement. Unknowingly, the impressions of the other competitors in the minds of the various soul sects became sinister villains who took advantage of others' danger and conspired to usurp the throne.

Nangong Yuhua's uncles naturally refused to let the public opinion fall on Nangong Yuhua, and quickly shouted: "Yuhua boy, don't show pity there, if you really have the ability, just start the fight!"

Nangong Yuhua's heart was full of killing intent, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked in the direction of the voice.

It was his third uncle Nangong Yang who said this. Nangong Yang's son, Nangong Yugang, is a strong contender for this battle for the head. Nangong Yuhua secretly made up his mind that if there is a chance, other people don't have to kill him, but this Nangong Yugang must die!

In order to fight for favor, Nangong Yuhua even killed her own brother, let alone a cousin?

Facing his third uncle's yelling, Nangong Yuhua said neither humble nor overbearing: "Okay, since the third uncle is so impatient, then I, Nangong Yuhua, announce that the competition for the head is officially open! Brother Yugang, are you willing to be the first to challenge?" me?"

Nangong Yuhua looked at Nangong Yugang with provocative eyes, and Nangong Yugang didn't want to lose his prestige, so he jumped onto the ring: "Why don't you dare?"

An elder of the Digan Sect stood in the middle of the ring, and shouted at everyone with a blank expression: "The battle for the head of the Digan Sect, the first match, Nangong Yuhua vs. Nangong Yugang, begins! "

Following the shout of the referee elder, Nangong Yuhua and Nangong Yugang both shot at the same time. In an instant, colorful talisman papers were flying all over the arena, turning into various attacks and colliding with each other, shining brightly, blowing up the protective formation of the arena like the sky and the earth were shaking.

The Diganmen are all spirit masters, attacking with talisman papers, what they have learned is almost the same. Therefore, when two people of the same level, Nangong Yuhua and Nangong Yugang, fought against each other, the talisman papers they used were almost the same.

If it was changed to normal times, the spirit masters would naturally be able to cast the talisman paper faster, and who could cast various powerful talismans. But for these two guys who are both at the blue level, and they have learned from the same school, there is no big difference in these things.

After more than half an hour of fighting between the two, there was still no distinction between them. This made both sides who were eager to win the same thought: "It seems that if you don't use a fierce move, you can't kill him!"

Both of them had the same intention of killing each other, as if they had made an agreement, they suddenly closed their hands, concentrated all their soul power on their fingertips, and swiped towards the void!