The Path of Evolution

He has been studying classics and history since he was a child, and he has become a powerful man when he grows up.

Just like a tiger lying on a deserted hill, its minions are lurking and endure!

Unfortunately, tattoos on both cheeks would be worthy of being in Jiangzhou.

If he could avenge himself in his youth, the mouth of Xunyang River would be stained with blood!

This was when Song Jiang was convicted and assassinated in Jiangzhou. The resentment he had accumulated in his heart burst out due to drunkenness, and he expressed his extraordinary embrace deep in his heart with great passion. He was called anti-poetry by the court, and he walked up a mountain from then on. The path of the king.

The Demon Emperor's Descendants shamelessly plagiarized the first half, deeply irritating a certain literary young woman.

Yeseniya is well-read, but unfortunately she has never read "Water Margin". She was shocked by the anti-poetry on the mountain wall.

She is proficient in demon writing and demon language, and can recognize the ancient demon writing on the mountain wall at a glance.

The style of the poem is high and exciting, and the writing technique is stated and expressed step by step from low to high, from soft to strong. Although the language is plain and clear, without any embellishment, what is rare is that the true feelings and aspirations come from the bottom of the heart without any pretense. Qi, a surge of heroism straight into the sky, reading his words is like seeing his person.

The words with vertical and horizontal sword energy allowed her to see the ambition in the heart of the successor of the Demon Emperor, as well as the heaven-defying ambition.

"What a sentence [crouching and enduring]..."

Yeseniya sighed in admiration, feeling the forbearance of a descendant of the Demon Emperor who was a puppet of the Demon Cult.

She felt the same way.

How could she have just hunkered down and endured it all these years?

She couldn't remember how many years she had not experienced this feeling of inner excitement and emotion.

Next, she did something she didn't expect.

According to her original plan, she was to hide in the dark and observe the descendants of the Demon Emperor, waiting for them to reveal their flaws.

But now she walked out directly and said something that even she couldn't believe: "Hey, you practice swordsmanship all day long and don't you do something else?"

Her demeanor and tone were like a young girl meeting a handsome and troubled young man, and she couldn't help but ask some little questions about a young woman.

As soon as he saw her, a smile rarely appeared on the cold face of the descendant of the Demon Emperor, and he asked: "If I don't practice swordsmanship, how can I survive that level?"

"Sounds very reasonable." Yeseniya curled her lips, unable to refute the other party's words, but she was unwilling to admit defeat and decisively changed the topic: "Big liar, what is written on the mountain wall? Is it demonic writing? I can’t understand it, please translate it for me.”

The descendant of the Demon Emperor looked very hurt: "Meng Gu, please call me Meng Lang, don't call me a big liar, okay?"

"You are a liar to begin with, and I will not be fooled." Yeseniya seemed to have acquiesced in her identity as Menggu, but refused to admit the identity of Menglang. She pouted cutely and said: "Big liar, Don’t change the subject, translate for me quickly.”

"Nothing." The descendant of the Demon Emperor was quite reserved, as if he didn't want others to know about his ambitions.

Yeseniya became unhappy on the spot, and her tone became more and more like an innocent girl: "You keep saying that you have dreamed of me for ten years and are infatuated with me. But when people ask such a simple question, you hide it and refuse. Say. Humph, you still dare to say that you are not a liar!"

"Menggu, don't be angry, I'm telling you." The descendant of the Demon Emperor seemed a little shy, and was shy for the first time in history. A man like him with a cold and devilish appearance can suddenly become shy and very charming, and neither girls nor young women can resist him.

I just heard him say weakly: "The words on this mountain wall are really... a bit hard to read."

"Is there something unspeakable? Do you dare to write it down? Are you still afraid of being seen?" Menggu said arrogantly like a little princess holding the moon in front of the stars: "Hurry up and translate. If you don't say it, I will I’ll never ignore you again!”

"Okay, the meaning of the words on the mountain wall is: Menggu, Menggu, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..." The descendant of the Demon Emperor translated it shyly, and there was a click deep in his heart, and he heard the sound of his moral integrity. Broken sounds.

"Shameless, shameless, you are indeed a big liar!" Yeseniya's face turned red all of a sudden, and she didn't understand why she was blushing suddenly and her heartbeat was beating. She knew clearly that the other person was bragging with his eyes open, but when she heard the shameless and disgusting dialogue, she still felt inexplicably confused in her heart.

"No, that's what it means when translated." The descendant of the Demon Emperor said bravely.

Seeing his somewhat helpless look, Yeseniya suddenly felt a little gloating about his misfortune. She felt that this was a man with great ambitions in his heart. He did not want to show his inner world in front of the world, and deliberately hunkered down and endured.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that the descendant of the Demon Emperor was a bit pleasing to her eyes.

Despite this, she had no intention of letting go of the descendant of the Demon Emperor. At least she would not admit defeat. She scolded her head and face: "Liar, do you think my aunt really doesn't know the demon script? The words written on the mountain wall are obviously from me." When I was young, I attacked classics and history, and when I grew up, I also became powerful and resourceful. Just like a tiger lying on a barren hill, its minions are lurking and endure it!"

"Ah?" The descendant of the Demon Emperor slapped his forehead and said stupidly: "So you knew earlier, you are the liar!"

"I... cough!" Yeseniya was at a loss for words and coughed twice. She said confidently: "I am deliberately testing you to see if you are sincere. You are not honest at all. Just give it a try. The fox’s tail is exposed underneath.”

The descendant of the Demon Emperor was silent. Based on his experience, it was useless to say anything at this time. The more he said, the more wrong he would be.

Yeseniya suddenly took out two swords. The swords were originally a pair. They were all blue and shorter than the common three-foot Qingfeng, about two feet. With both swords in hand, she said fiercely: "Big liar, if I don't beat you today, you really think you are invincible. Don't blame me for not informing you, my sword is quenched with poison. It will seal your throat when it sees blood. You will die." Don’t blame me!”

Before she finished speaking, she struck as fast as she could, using her two swords in a superb manner.

The descendant of the Demon Emperor became more and more frightened as he fought. During the previous seven consecutive days of fighting, he once thought that Yeseniya only knew boxing and kicking. Only today did he discover that the seventh elder of the Spiritual Tribe was good at weapons.

Holding two swords, Yeseniya's combat power increased dramatically, putting considerable pressure on the descendants of the Demon Emperor.

The descendant of the Demon Emperor, who was originally able to crush the Seventh Elder to a certain extent on the sixth day, had a tendency to be crushed in turn under the fierce attack of the two swords.

Considering that the pair of swords were quenched with poison, the descendant of the Demon Emperor was very alert.

This is no joke. Once the skin is cut, you may be poisoned and die.

However, Yeseniya struck very harshly and had no intention of letting off steam. Look at that posture, it would not be finished until she slashed the opponent with a few swords.

Under this kind of pressure, the descendant of the Demon Emperor inspired his motivation and performed extremely amazingly.

The two fought hard for hundreds of rounds, and occasionally exchanged words with each other, like vindictive boys and girls.

On this day, neither the descendant of the Demon Emperor nor Yeseniya behaved normally.

They were never like this in their daily lives, and today was very abnormal, even a little unreasonable.

There is something incomprehensible in the world called love.