Let’s talk about Morrow.

After Hua Tiancheng cut off his head, he was panicked for a moment. He flew out a hundred kilometers in one breath, and then came to an underground palace that only he and the witch knew. This was his and the witch's Xiaoyao Palace.

Although Moluo pressed his head, a deep scar was left on his neck. At this moment, Moluo was lying on the bed, and the witch was tearfully smearing the potion made by fairy grass on the wound on his neck. The witch gritted her teeth and said, "Master, you are here to recover your wounds and let me avenge you. Last time I was not good at doing things, and neither killed Jinbao nor Dingxiang. This time I want to completely break the relationship between Hua Tiancheng and Fairy Chang'e. Didn't Hua Tiancheng love Fairy Chang'e very much? I want to make him feel in pain. I want to make Fairy Chang'e hate him. My witch's greatest ability is to walk into the dreams of anyone and gods, and to transform into many unexpected real scenes."

Mo Luo stroked the witch's hand and said lovingly: "Although I am very good at immortal art, I am still afraid of Hua Tiancheng's magic axe. I am afraid that he would cut me to death with an axe. But I didn't expect that I was cut off by an axe. I am still alive and my head grew on my neck again. My master taught me the Demon Nine Profound Art back then, but I was unwilling to learn it. Now I realize how powerful this kind of kung fu is. If I don't know the Demon Nine Profound Art, I will definitely die this time.

If you go down to the world again, don’t be strong with Hua Tiancheng. It’s best to take guerrilla warfare. Restore your energy during the day and take action at night. Although I, Moluo, have a bad reputation in the fairy world, I still have a daughter who loves me and a woman who loves me. Even if I, Moluo, dies now, is worth it. My only regret is that I have not yet fulfilled my grand ambition to revive the demon world.

So far, not only has the Demon Immortal Sword not been taken back from the Jade Emperor, but most of the 5,000 believers of our Demon Sect have died tragically under Hua Tiancheng's Tiantian Axe. I feel very sad when I think of this. I wish I could strangle myself to death. I am incompetent——” Speaking of this, Mo Luo's voice began to choke. The witch had never seen Mo Luo so sad.

Moluo was still wearing a golden mask. His face was scary, and he didn't even dare to look in the mirror. However, since the witch had plastic surgery by Hua Tiancheng, she has completely become a young and beautiful middle-aged woman. She has regarded Moluo as her husband. Although Moluo's face is scary, Moluo is the only man she loves in the demon world. She really wants to be Moluo's wife, but Moluo has never proposed to her.

Even so, she was willing to follow Mo Luo. If Mo Luo was cut to death by Hua Tiancheng and the Demon Cult disappeared, her witch could not go to the Heavenly Court or survive in the Demon Realm. She was still so young, how would she live in the future? Thinking of this, the witch shuddered. Although she looked beautiful now, there was no witch who loved males. What was the point of living in this world?

She understood that men live in my career, while women live for men. If there is no Moluo and no Demon Realm, she will be like a lonely ghost. A lonely wandering in the Demon Realm, and she doesn't want to see such things live in her life. Therefore, she has to try every means to protect Moluo and let him recover as soon as possible. As long as Moluo is there, the Demon Realm will rekindle again in the Not long.

Just like an ancient poem says: wildfires cannot be burned, and spring breezes are reborn again. Floods invade the ancient road, clear green connects the deserted city. They send the princes to the grass and the grass is full of farewell. Thinking of this, the witch actually lay on Moluo's wide chest and started crying. Moluo patted the witch's shoulder with his hand and comforted: "My beautiful military advisor, don't cry, am I still alive? As long as I have a breath, everything can be started over again."

"Master, if you are really killed by Hua Tiancheng's magic axe, you leave me alone in this world, what should I do? Have you ever thought about me? Why do you have to fight with Hua Tiancheng? I will fight my best strategy, and the best strategy is to fight my wits. Our Demon Cult has been exhibiting for many years before it reaches its current scale. We accidentally returned to the state of the first disaster. All of this is not done by my military advisor. Master, do you punish me severely?"

Moluo smiled bitterly and said, "Stop talking stupid things, how can I bear to punish you? This is because my leader, the one who did not do well, brought a catastrophe to the Demon Cult. He almost lost all my life. I have lived for so many years and have never encountered a chess opponent in the Demon World, but Hua Tiancheng scared me. He rode the tall nine-headed fire kirin, holding the golden opening divine axe in his hand, and rushed in the Demon World majestic. Wherever he went, he cried and howled, and was invincible. He had already broken the courage of the Demon Cult brothers. I, Moluo, did not have this momentum of Hua Tiancheng.

Hua Tiancheng's temperament is a kind of kingly demeanor. Witch, you have two choices: If one day I am really killed by Hua Tiancheng, you will quietly leave the demon world and hide your identity. With your beauty and wisdom, you will find a man to marry in the world, and don't be a witch. Another road is more difficult. After I die, you peel off the treasure map on my back, and then find these buried treasures in the demon world to revive the Demon Sect. You are the third leader of the Demon Sect.

The Demon Lord token has been hanging around my neck. After I die, you can wear it directly on your neck. As long as the Demon Sect brothers see this Demon Lord token, they will obey you. If you can revive the Demon Sect for me, I will still be smiling even if I die."

After hearing this, the witch lay on Moro's shoulder and cried: "Master, you can't die. If you die, I will not live anymore. I will die with you. If you die, I will bury you with you. If you die, I will not be a couple. If we live, let us be husband and wife after we die?"

The witch's words moved Moluo very much. He smiled: "Don't cry. Since Hua Tiancheng's magic axe did not kill me, then Moluo would not die casually. I swear I would not get married before the Demon Cult has grown completely. You have been by my side in the past few years. You are both the military advisor of the Demon Cult and the equivalent of my wife. I love you from the bottom of my heart, but over the years, I have never said that I love you.
Chapter completed!