Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

However, when Xingshu got out of bed and ran some distance down the corridor, he realized that something was wrong.

It's not that no one on the promenade seems wrong, but the structure, decoration, shape, and...

Xing Shu slowly turned his head, his eyes converged on the palace under the moon.

The moonlight is far brighter and dazzling than the sun, not to mention that the moon here is red, and everything it illuminates is smeared with a strange color.

But this does not prevent Xing Shu from seeing part of the palace's shape.

Xing Shu's pupils shook sharply, and the gentle wind blew over him, making him feel chills.

Like, it's so alike.

This palace is exactly the same as the palace of the Demon Palace.

He has lived in the demon palace at the last door for so many years, it is impossible to remember the appearance of the place where he lives.

Here, it is simply a perfect re-enactment of the Demon Palace.

So, who is that Demon King?

"Sushu!" A cry of surprise evoked Xingshu's thoughts. Xingshu quickly turned around and was rushed into his arms by a snow-white fur ball.

"How did you come in?" Xing Shu hugged it and knelt down, "What are you doing in there? Can't you wait for me outside?"

The little white dog had a grievance: "You haven't come out all the time, I'm worried, and..." Qiuqiu showed a puzzled expression: "On the way I came in, there was no one, no one, it is really here. It's too quiet and weird."

"Yeah, it's so strange. Have you noticed that the structure here is a bit familiar?" Xingshu said as he pointed to the palace.

Qiqiu was still a little puzzled at first, but after careful observation, he also showed the same shocked expression: "Isn't this the palace of the Demon Palace?"

Xing Shu nodded and stretched out two fingers: "I have two guesses now. One is that these trials are limited in scenes, so when it comes to places like palaces, there will be places with the same structure. Not so much. This Demon Palace is a replica of the Demon Palace. Rather, these two palaces are both replicas of the palaces that originally existed in this ghost city."

Xing Shu put a finger away, and continued: "One is that the demon palace and the demon palace in reality are indeed exactly the same, perhaps because of the same designer's hands, or maybe it's...in the imperial city. The same person lives."

"Same, the same person?" The ball was stunned: "Zhushu, what do you see again?"

"I haven't seen it yet, but we can verify it." Xing Shu stuffed the smaller ball into his arms and returned to the moon sacrifice pool again.

This time, it only took half a stick of incense, Xing Shu put the ball in a hidden place, and he took off his clothes in twos and threes, and replaced it with the one that the Demon Emperor placed by the pool. Set of clothes.

This is a large long robe with a black primer. The waist and sleeves are all outlined in the shape of a long-eared rabbit with teeth and dancing claws.

Of course, it just looks like a rabbit. In fact, apart from the face and ears, nothing else resembles a rabbit. The ears are too long and can even be used as wings. The mouth also protrudes sharply, and all four claws are sharp as knives.

This is the most admired moon beast of the demons, and the most powerful and noble symbol.

In addition to the moon beast, the clothes are also embroidered with golden moonflowers, which occupy the front and back respectively, and are surrounded by golden clouds.

Black, red, gold. These three colors are clearly the Demon Royal Family, oh no, they are the exclusive colors of the emperor, how can the Demon emperor use this to change his clothes!

Xingshu was naked, holding the dress, messy in the wind.

A large part of the smoke dropped by the side of the pool, Xing Shu took a deep breath and put on the clothes one by one.

In any case, the Demon Sovereign personally took this dress for him, and even if it was taken wrong, it was the Demon Sovere's fault. He was just a clothes rack with no emotions.

When he fastened the wide belt, the sound of footsteps appeared in the empty and silent palace.

However, what makes Xing Shu feel strange is that the footsteps are rustling, intermittently, with a deliberately extreme caution.

Xing Shu intuitively felt that this was definitely not the footsteps of the Demon Emperor.

Who would sneak into his own territory?

So Xingshu stood by the Jiyue Pond, ready to see the appearance of the people through the moonlight. Although the Jiyue Pond was placed in the palace, there was no cover directly above it. When the moon was in the middle, the reflection of the moon would appear in the Jiyue Pond.

I don't know if it was a coincidence. When the incense was completely burnt, the reflection of the blood moon in the pool also reached the middle of the pool.

With the sparkling water waves, the blood-red moonlight reflected on the wall inside the palace, and was reflected by the mirror on the wall, shining layer by layer, instantly illuminating the entire palace.

The person who came sneaking in suddenly saw the bloodlight in the pitch black, and screamed in fright, and then let out a muffled noise on the ground.

"Who?" Xing Shu asked deliberately.

The man was so scared that he let out a small whimper: "Devil, Lord Demon..."

After reciting these four words, she seemed to be comforted in her heart, and she summoned the courage to say: "Master Devil, I admire you so enthusiastically, admire you, and love you deeply."

"For you, I am willing to dedicate everything I have, my heart, my loyalty, my purity, my life..."

"I am the heir of the Moon God. I have the blood of the Moon God on my body. I have the power of eternal life. I can give birth to the noblest child for you. I am the most suitable person in the entire demon clan to be your partner."

The woman knelt down on the ground, and the wide red sleeves spread out symmetrically on both sides following her movements, and the light of the blood moon reflected on her body, shining brightly with the silver jewelry on her red hair.

A closer look reveals that the silver ornaments are in the shape of butterflies. Each butterfly's wings are inlaid with brilliant crystal beads, which makes them shining extremely under the light, and they seem to dance gracefully under the slight trembling, which looks lifelike.

Although she knelt on the ground, she exuded an indescribable ultimate charm from every strand of her hair, which caused people to step forward and lift her trembling from the ground, and put her helpless body on the ground. Soothed in a firm embrace.

Such thoughts passed by, Xingshu didn't move at all, but he felt a little puzzled.

This woman clearly saw her face just now, why did she kneel down and call him the Demon Sovereign? It's impossible to be too dark and too scared to see clearly?

But Xingshu soon understood that perhaps, that Demon Emperor, he had never taken off his mask, and even the high priest of their Demon Race could not recognize him.

Yes, the blood-colored red dress is a color that only the high priest can wear.

The man kneeling on the ground in front of him was the high priest of the demons.

And if Xing Shu heard it right, the high priest in front of him who was supposed to worship the gods, serve the gods, and deliver the oracle had moved the mortal heart and tried to become the pillow man of the demon emperor in such a humble pleading way.

Xing Shu didn't think that the high priest's behavior had defiled God, but simply wanted to gossip.

After all, throughout the ages, there have been stories about the love between the royal family and the oracle, but most of the endings are miserable. After all, imperial power and divine power cannot be completely integrated. The attributes of the two are destined to check and balance their relationship. , Also doomed the restraining relationship between the emperor and the oracle.

The two want to be reconciled, and only when one party gives up on himself can it be realized.

However, when one party renounces himself, the rights of one party no longer exist.

Holding such a heart of gossip, Xing Shu raised his head and looked at the Demon Emperor who had been standing in the dark for an unknown amount of time: "Don't you say something?"

Xing Shu’s words made the woman kneeling on the ground hear something wrong. She raised her head cautiously and noticed that Xing Shu’s gaze was looking at her back, and she felt a little bit of a heartache, and then followed Xing Shu’s gaze somewhat with difficulty. Turn your head slowly.

The Devil Emperor wearing a mask appeared in her vision, making her worried and frightened. Then, an indescribable ecstasy came to her heart.

Maybe she was too happy, she blurted out almost without thinking: "He couldn't take off your mask!"

In the extremely empty palace, the excitement voice was simply amplified and looped infinitely, so that the pronunciation of the last word "gu" reverberated for more than twenty seconds before it barely faded.

The high priest was also frightened by his own voice, so he hurriedly went down and told forgiveness.

But Xing Shu could still see the excitement and excitement of her mood from the corner of her mouth.

She even took the time to cast a provocative and contemptuous look at Xing Shu, as if he was a ridiculous joker, embarrassing and useless.

"Master Demon King, let me come. I am the heir of the Moon God. I am the person most qualified to take off the mask for you. He is just someone who got the net by chance, a dirty civilian. How can I touch the noble you?" The high priest crossed his hands on his chest, once again bowed deeply on the toes of the demon emperor, and kowtowed very piously.

The high priest holding the divine power, in a gesture of absolute surrender, bowed at the feet of the Demon Emperor, willing to become his subsidiary, his vassal, and his woman.

Xing Shu showed an expression of watching the show.

Anyway, when he came back, he wanted to see the face under the mask of the Demon King. If that face is not a ball, Xing Shu will eat a bowl of dog food, if the face is a ball, Xing Shu will eat it. Dog food for your own jerk.

The cub has an affair, which is a happy thing for the father.

But... a little Xingshu is really hard to understand!

Just take off a mask! Why are you making it so grand!

It was parading again, throwing balls, throwing flowers, bathing, and cleaning the body with a stick of incense, which made him think that this was going to be an eighteenth ban.

Xing Shu silently slandered: And how long will you have to look at each other, right? I should go after reading it!