A memorial service.

A remembrance.

A reminiscence.

In a flash.

Liu Yunyan was stunned!

Obviously, the answer was completely beyond her expectations.

She could imagine that Qin Fan in the past could not stand at the top of invincibility in the demon world.

It is also conceivable that thousands of demons at that time respected and believed in it.

But she never imagined it.

Even though 90,000 years have passed.

But their nostalgia for Qin Fan still exists!

It is said that time is the natural enemy of all worlds.

In the words of the human world, people go tea and cool, these are the most classic four words!

And now, 90,000 years have passed, and the bowl of tea made by these thousands of magicians is still not cold!

At this moment, Liu Yunyan couldn't imagine how much Qin Fan had given to these thousands of demons in those years!

To be able to worship the Demon Emperor at any time after 90,000 years, under the invisible pressure of the Heavenly Court and the Demon Palace, and to risk the possibility of a catastrophe at any time, what kind of belief Qin Fan has in their hearts!

Although this is a silent worship, although they only take it as their sincere desire to raise their heads and look at the sky, what will be the consequences if they are detected by the Demon Temple or the Heavenly Court?

According to the understanding of the history of immortals and demons during this time, it is not difficult for Liu Yunyan to imagine!

The same.

It wasn't just Liu Yunyan who was shocked.

After Qin Fan heard these three words, his scalp stood up as if he was about to explode!

The surging inner mood is crazy at this moment!

He had no idea that it would be such an answer!

Ninety thousand years have passed.

He thought that the background of the new emperor's ascension to the throne was that people walked away from tea.

He thought he had long since been lost to the cross-currents of history.

I never thought that I would be forever in the hearts of those thousands of magicians.

What kind of sentiment should it be to choose to make a silent and sincere tribute to yourself on the Devil's Day?

In a trance.

He looked like sand in his eyes.

He struggled to blink his eyes to get rid of the rustling feeling.

He was afraid that he would not be able to help but burst into tears in his eyes.

Sweeping the shadows in the distance who kept kneeling and bowing and then looking up at the sky.

He knew, they were all the same!

They are all making silent and sincere tributes to themselves!

Suddenly.

He wanted to indulge his emotions and shouted, your faith will not be extinguished, and your Demon Emperor will always be eternal!

But he held back.

"Whew!"

Exhaled deeply.

The flirtatious look completely dissipated.

Instead, it became a sad solemnity.

Those are his people!

"Damn, what did you do to me?"

In addition to Liu Yunyan's stunned shock.

She ceased to control the warlock, and the result was that the warlock's mind was restored.

After recovering his mind, he thought of what had just happened, and thought of the subconscious words he had spoken when his mind was controlled by the other party.

In an instant, he surged with monstrous killing intent, and even more with endless anger!

Damn, shit, shit!

Once Heavenly Court and the New Demon Temple learned of this, all that awaited them was the endless nightmare abyss!

When the time comes, it will not be him alone, but thousands of magicians!

He, then, will become a demon of endless sins, demons of sin!

Hysterical roaring.

The demon burst out completely uncontrollably.

Stop thinking that you are no match for the other person.

Fierce demonic qi gushed out from his hands, like twisted flowers, and his hands quickly wrapped towards Liu Yun's cigarette roll.

Syllable-!

However, he did not wait for his offensive to come.

Liu Yunyan flicked his sleeves and danced casually.

In the invisible air, it was as if two forces had collided together.

The magician's hands couldn't move half a minute.

Liu Yunyan's dancing sleeves are back to their original state!

"What did I say, what did I say, what did you hear, damn it, tell me! Who the hell are you? Who are you!"

It's not just the hands that have trouble moving forward.

The whole body of the sorcerer seemed to be frozen.

In the blink of an eye, he was a fish on the board.

And this made him even more panicked and hysterical.

Because Liu Yunyan's move made him realize that the other party would definitely not be an ordinary person.

has the purest demon breath, this-even if it is not a demon palace, it also has something to do with Li Dusong!

Damn, if that's the case - the consequences, the consequences are unimaginable!

This also led him to choose to deceive himself and shout, saying something - he knew it himself, but he did not dare to face the words he said.

"You didn't say anything, I couldn't hear anything!

There was no dissatisfaction with the attack.

Liu Yunyan shook his head and chuckled.

"Really?" the magician's eyes shook as if he had heard something incredible.

"What? What secrets do you have in your heart that can't be told to the outside world?" pretending to be suspicious, Liu Yunyan asked with a cry.

"No, no, no!" the magician shouted in alarm.

"In that case, let's leave it at that!"

Dao Luo.

Liu Yunyan waved his long sleeves again.

Suddenly, the demonic body that was imprisoned by the demon was instantly released.

After regaining his freedom.

He didn't choose to run away right away.

Instead, he glanced at Liu Yunyan and Qin Fan with a struggling face, and then continued to kneel and knock three times and nine knocks, even raising his head to the sky to pay a silent tribute to him.

Somehow, after his mind calmed down, he always felt that the demon breath of the man and the woman was so familiar, like the demon disciples in the demon hall now, but when he went deeper, it was not quite like it.

It's just that as the worship continued, he quickly got rid of all the distractions in his heart.

"This answer is beyond my imagination!I didn't expect you to have such a status in the Demon Realm, this--beyond the so-called imperial throne!" Returning to Qin Fan's side, Liu Yunyan reached out again to put his arm on his hand, and looked at Qin Fan's side face and said.

"It was also beyond my expectations!" Qin Fan paused, and then said in a deep voice.

"Is it a miracle that millions of people can still be deeply reverent in the midst of 90,000 years of vicissitudes?"

Turning his head to look at the countless magicians who were looking up at the sky on the way to worship, Liu Yunyan asked in amazement.

"Isn't it important to wonder if it's a miracle, those are not important, the important thing is that the Emperor is starting to owe them!" Qin Fan shook his head and said.

"And what are you going to do with it?"

Knowing what Qin Fan's voice meant when he began to owe, Liu Yun said.

"Let them start living the life they want again!It seems that the progress is going to be accelerated, and Bendi - it is time to delay!"

The corners of his mouth are trembling.

The corners of my eyes are shaking.

Qin Fan stared at the magician on the pilgrimage path with deep eyes, and said it in a deep voice, word by word.

For him now, every moment of relief makes him feel sorry for these thousands of people, and he is adding to the sense of indebtedness imposed on him in his heart!

(End of chapter)