Morning Star

Chapter 331 Sacrifice to the Demon God

"Master——"

A wailing sound interrupted Chujiu's thoughts.

A familiar shadow flew over, flapping its wings and hovering in front of Mo Xinglan. It began to complain pitifully, "Master, you don't know that Fang Hao bullies me every day when you are not around. Woohoo...Master, you have to make the decision for me!"

The ninth day of the lunar month: "..."

It would be strange if she believed it. Even if this guy was not as good as Fang Hao in cultivation, he would definitely pay back the loss he suffered from Fang Hao in other ways.

"..."

Mo Xinglan was also speechless.

Although the Chi Feng had not been with him for a long time, he still understood it.

Mo Xinglan glanced at Fang Hao, who looked aggrieved but didn't dare to vent, and then turned his gaze to Chi Feng.

Fang Hao is the right protector after all. Although he is also a noisy guy, he still has more concerns than Chi Feng. Naturally, he can only hold back his grievances at this moment.

Mo Xinglan raised his slender jade finger and flicked it lightly at Chi Feng's fiery red forehead. Chi Feng's body flew backwards uncontrollably, but the direction of the backward flight was towards Fang Hao.

"Master——" it felt aggrieved.

Fang Hao looked at the flying red phoenix, and was startled. He subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch it and held it in his arms. He was relieved to see that it was fine.

But soon he showed a look of gloating.

Look, look, the little master still ignores you.

Chi Feng: “…”

Humph, stupid devil.

"From now on, you don't have to tell me about what happens between you two." Mo Xinglan glanced at Chi Feng, who was nestling in Fang Hao's arms and seemed very aggrieved, and Fang Hao, who seemed to be gloating.

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Wu Li who was standing aside without saying anything: "Let's go to the Demon God's Palace."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to answer, he just pulled the confused Chujiu forward.

"Yes." Wu Li nodded respectfully and followed.

Fang Hao held the red phoenix and stared at it for a while before following.

An hour later, they returned to the Demon Palace and came to the Demon God Temple.

The Demon God Temple is a forbidden area in the Demon Palace. Only the Demon Lord, Demon King and Dharma Protectors can enter. And the Demon Lord and Dharma Protectors can only enter during the succession ceremony of the new Demon Lord.

The Demon God Temple is a hall as big as the Holy Lotus Demon Temple, and is almost entirely snow-white. However, the white here is not made of condensed ice and snow, but of various rare white stones.

Entering from the door, you will see a ten-foot-wide walkway paved with gold and stone blocks.

There are neatly arranged white jade pillars on both sides of the aisle, and each pillar is carved with lifelike patterns.

From what you can see, there are all kinds of animals and plants. Animals have animal form, human form, and half-human and half-animal form. Plants include flowers, grasses, and trees, and some are half-human and half-plant.

The entire Demon Temple seems to contain everything in the world.

The walkway was about six meters long, and at the end were two stone steps made of white bricks. On the stone steps stood a statue carved from the rarest white snow jade holy stone in the Demon Realm.

From a distance, it looked like a living person instead of a stone statue, because even the wrinkles, patterns, thickness of the clothes, and even the smallest details such as eyelashes were carved out.

The creatures on the pillars on both sides seemed to be the army commanded by him.

Chujiu followed Mo Xinglan and walked in slowly.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I felt an invisible aura of majesty. My facial expression became serious.

Several people came to the statue, Fang Hao and Wu Li stood on each side, bowing their heads respectfully and solemnly. Even Chi Feng became quiet.

Chujiu glanced at Wu Li and Fang Hao and felt a little helpless for a moment, not knowing where to stand.

As he glanced around, his eyes fell on the snow-white statue. He saw the statue clearly and immediately breathed less in surprise.

The statue was extremely beautiful, and it was hard to tell whether it was male or female. It was about 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and stood straight. Its long hair was half tied up, and the two strands of hair hanging in front of its chest almost reached its calves.

Even though he was in such a majestic hall, his features were somewhat gentle as he looked quietly ahead.

Looking closely, he is somewhat similar to Mo Xinglan.

He raised his right hand with his palm facing upwards. In his palm was a blood-red bead.

The bead emitted a strange glow, and was surrounded by a blood-red gas.

After observing the statue in front of him, Mo Xinglan subconsciously looked at Chujiu. However, she stared at the statue's face with her eyes dazedly, and her eyes suddenly became gloomy.

He turned around, facing her to block her view, raised his hands to hold her face, and forced her to come back to her senses and look at him.

"You can be obsessed with a stone statue. Am I, a living person, less attractive to you than a stone statue?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Hao and Wu Li, who were standing on both sides of the aisle, were startled and reminded him in unison: "My Lord..."

As soon as the two words came out, the two looked at each other, and Fang Hao gave them a look that said "you speak first".

Mo Xinglan watched every glance between them, his brows expression calm.

"My Lord, do not be disrespectful to the devil." Wu Li reminded.

Mo Xinglan glanced at him and ignored him, continuing to look at Chujiu and threatening: "Get out if you look at me again."

He held her shoulders and pushed her to his side: "Stand here and don't look around."

"Yes, yes, I don't look around, and I don't look at the stones..."

After receiving two glances, he paused for a moment and said, "I am not looking at the demon god, I am only looking at you. I am only looking at you, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she really fixed her gaze on him.

Mo Xinglan then turned around and faced the stone statue of the demon god, looking at the statue's face. His dark eyes dimmed slightly.

This statue of the demon god is exactly the same as the man I saw when I was unconscious in the secret demon forest.

But why let him see those images?

The Xuan Li Sword, those images, and the blue airflow were all related to the demon god in front of him. The formation in the Holy Lotus Demon Palace should also be related to the demon god. But what did it have to do with him?

He had read the records of the succession of the Demon Lords of previous generations, and they did not mention the formation and the blue airflow. Moreover, none of the records mentioned it. There was no record of the origin of the Demon God.

But he knew how the devil appeared and where the devil came from.

Why did he have to know all this? Was there some connection between him and the demon god?

Don't tell him that he is the reincarnation of the devil. He is just him, not some devil.

While he was thinking, Wu Li's voice reminded him: "My Lord, the time has come. Please drip your blood to melt the pearl."

"..."

Mo Xinglan put away his thoughts and glanced at the demon god's eyes. He frowned, cut his fingertips and dripped blood onto the blood bead in the statue's hand.

The blood drops fell, but they did not slide over the blood beads and land on the statue's hand, but melted into the blood beads.

When the third drop merged into the blood bead, the blood bead suddenly shone brightly. It was a small blood bead, but its light almost illuminated the entire hall.

At this time, the countless creatures carved on the pillars were formed by thin white lines in the air, flying in the hall.

Chujiu, Chifeng, Wuli and Fang Hao all stared at the scenes in front of them in shock.