Demon Lord, he is rebellious

Chapter 1 Lord Killing Pagoda

"Am I going to die here eventually?" Xianyu Haoyang thought.

He curled up his thin body tightly, wearing only an old leather jacket, and a hole in the ill-fitting shoes on his feet, exposing his purple toes from the cold.

Hungry in his belly, he could only curl up tightly to resist the cold and hunger.He was really hungry. He had been locked in the iron cage in this tent for a whole day, and the little goat milk he secretly drank had been completely digested.

Xianyu Haoyang was born in the Tuva tribe, which is just a small tribe on this vast Mobei grassland.When he was 5 years old, the Tuva tribe was attacked and occupied by the Tuni tribe, which was stronger than him. Since then, he has become a slave of the Tuni tribe.

The life of a slave is naturally difficult. There is not enough food and clothing, and every day is endless hard work.

Even life is in the hands of the master, and he will be beaten, scolded and tortured by the slave master at every turn. In order to survive, Xianyu Haoyang has to endure the pain and beg for mercy like a dog with a smiling face.

I spent five years in such an environment.

Ten-year-old Xianyu Haoyang was as thin as a seven or eight-year-old child due to long-term malnutrition. In order to grow up, he has been enduring it, even if he is not as good as a dog.

Enduring insults from others, beatings and kicks from slave masters, heavy work, and all the malice that this world brings to him.

When he was young, he never understood, what did he do wrong?Why should he bear all this.

When Umber's bloated body was pressed against his body, he saw Umber's small bloodshot eyes looking down at him who was trembling with desire, his big greasy hands stroking and kneading his thin body, The big mouth exuding the smell of alcohol and stench approached his dodging neck, and Xianyu Haoyang finally couldn't bear it any longer.

The fear in his eyes gradually turned into ruthlessness, he turned around and pulled out the scimitar that Weng Bei had placed on the side, and fiercely slashed between Weng Bei's legs where his trousers had been half drawn.

The drunk Weng Bei didn't expect the weak lamb under him to attack suddenly, and he couldn't dodge it in time. With a scream, the severe pain made Weng Bei temporarily lose his ability to resist.

The little lamb Weng Bei thought of suddenly turned into a ferocious prairie wolf. The cruelty in his eyes darkened Xianyu Haoyang's bright eyes. On his face and body, Weng Bei's screams became lower and lower, until finally they disappeared.

"Kang Dang", the scimitar fell to the ground, Xianyu Haoyang seemed to have come to his senses, looked at Weng Bei who was no longer human on the ground, and looked at his trembling hands full of blood before realizing what he had just done What.

Weng Bei is the son of the leader of the Tuni tribe, and the master of Xianyu Haoyang. If a slave kills his master, he will be cut open and skinned, and his bones will be ashes.

The guards outside were used to the screams coming from the tent, and no one would feel that there was anything wrong with just killing a few slaves and child prostitutes.

But today's screams seem a bit like the little prince Weng Bei.

After not hearing any movement in the tent for a long time, the guards boldly opened the tent and entered, and were immediately stunned by the sight in front of them.Weng Bei was lying on the ground and was chopped into a pile of meat, and there was a bloody child standing next to him, who was undoubtedly the culprit.

The guards regained their composure and immediately shouted: "Catch him! Catch him! He killed the little prince!!"

"Go and tell the prince, go and tell the prince!"

Without any effort, the guards caught Xianyu Haoyang who was stunned in place, and escorted him to the royal court.

Xianyu Haoyang was kicked in the crook of his leg by a soldier and knelt on the ground, his thin body trembling uncontrollably. Helian Sule roared from the throne above: "Damn slave, you are not as good as pigs and dogs, how dare you kill him?" kill me!"

"Come here, push this lord-killing little bastard in front of the Demon Suppressing Tower. This king will dissect him and skin him, and his soul will stay under the Demon Suppressing Tower forever!! No rebirth!!"

The sun came out and dispelled the darkness of the grassland, but it did not bring hope of life to Xianyu Haoyang.

Xianyu Haoyang was escorted to a huge five-wheel stacked tower and appeared in front of him. People on the grassland also believed that the Zhenmo tower was the body of a god in the sky, and the five wheels represented the head, face, and chest of the main god. belly, foot.

After the heinous person died, his body was burned, put in a jar, and pressed under a tower, and his soul would reflect on himself and repent of his sins in purgatory forever.This is the most serious punishment on the grassland.

There was a lot of voices in front of the Demon Suppressing Tower, and people pointed at Xian Yu Haoyang on the altar. Only the most evil people would be suppressed under the Demon Suppressing Tower. Not every criminal has such a "honor".

Xianyu Haoyang looked around and saw people looking at him with hatred, hatred, and sarcasm in their eyes, and countless malicious words filled his ears, the fear in Xianyu Haoyang's heart suddenly disappeared.

Seeing all this, Xianyu Haoyang suddenly felt ridiculous, and his heart was filled with strong unwillingness and resentment.

What's wrong with me!

He has never felt the kindness brought to him by this world. There is no light in his life, and the world is a dirty and muddy swamp to him.

And he was struggling in this swamp.

In a war, he became a slave at a young age, struggling to survive, and his only wish was to grow up.

He just resisted once, and he became the heinous sinner that people said, and even his soul would have to repent in hell forever, why is all this?

The resentment in Xianyu Haoyang's heart welled up in his brain, his eyes turned dark, and a voice in his heart kept saying to him: Kill, kill, kill them...

This world is so miserable, only blood can wash away sin!

The guards beside him who were about to execute met his dark eyes, and there was endless fear in his heart. The fear came from the depths of his soul. He seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. he growled.

With a "bang", the sacrificial knife in his hand that was about to cut his heart fell to the ground. Fear made him completely lose his ability to move, and he froze in place.

Xianyu Haoyang took the opportunity to break free, picked up the sacrificial knife on the ground, the resentment in his heart made him want to kill everything in front of him, and slashed at the wizard who was standing there.

Soldiers continued to kill him, but when they saw Xianyu Haoyang's pitch-black eyes, they all froze in place like that guard. The boundless fear made them lose their ability to move, and they let Xianyu Haoyang harvest the sacrificial knife in his hand. their lives.

Blood stained Xianyu Haoyang's thin face, dark eyes, and a cruel smile on his mouth, like a ghost crawling out of hell. People fled in all directions, shouting for help, and the scene was chaotic.

Xianyu Haoyang walked down the altar step by step, his bare feet were covered with blood, one step at a time made bloody footprints, and he made a hoarse voice: "Kill, kill, kill."

"Go and invite Master Baiyun, go and invite Master Baiyun!" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and the clever guards had already rushed to rescue the soldiers.

Master Baiyun is a Golden Core cultivator. When he came to the Demon Suppressing Tower and saw this terrifying scene, panic appeared on his old and thin face. Without saying a word, he directly stabbed Xianyu Haoyang with the fairy sword in his hand.

The fairy sword carrying spiritual power stopped less than ten centimeters away from Xianyu Haoyang, black devilish energy overflowed from his body, and surrounded him like a piece of armor, the fairy sword couldn't penetrate a single bit.

Master Baiyun uttered a mysterious incantation, sprayed three mouthfuls of heart blood on the sword in his hand, and his expression instantly became sluggish.

The fairy sword absorbed the master's heart and soul, and the sword light became brighter, and it approached Xianyu Haoyang a little bit more.

Xianyu Haoyang smiled charmingly at Master Baiyun, raised his left hand to hold the fairy sword, and the black magic energy entangled up, and the extremely sharp fairy sword was broken into pieces inch by inch.

Bai Yun, who had lost his fairy sword, yelled: "The heavenly demon has descended, the heavenly demon has descended, and he came to the world with a hatred that will destroy the world!!" After finishing speaking, his breath died, and Zhang fell to the ground.