Quick Wear: The yandere villain is confused by the host again

In order to prevent these demons from taking his children away, Sanning fought a fierce battle with them.

Young Fan Yuan was also trying his best to help his mother fight them off.

But the strength of these demons... is still stronger than they imagined.

And they are using their numbers to bully the few.

Sang Ning was ultimately defeated and was seriously injured after this difficult resistance.

He had no choice but to drag his dying body and take his child away from here first.

"No matter what... Mother will not let them take you to the demon world."

Finally, they managed to escape the demons' pursuit range and were able to stop and rest for a while.

Sang Ning's original form is an extremely beautiful red dragon, whose scales are like gorgeous sunset, hot and warm.

But the blood flowing from her body at this time was darker than the scales.

"Mother……"

Xiao Fanyuan gently placed his small hand on her wound, trying to help her stop the bleeding, but it was of no avail.

There were so many wounds on her body that it was impossible to know where to start.

"It's okay... don't blame yourself."

Sang Ning put his head on the ground with a tired look in his eyes, his eyelids half drooped.

"You're only over 300 years old... you're still a baby."

"Just now you were able to fight side by side with me like that... it's already great, really."

The fake smile could not hide the underlying sadness.

"It's just... Mother is still not strong enough... From now on, I'm afraid I can no longer protect you."

She knew that her life was about to come to an end.

Fan Yuan was about to become a lonely, helpless child.

She couldn't tell this young child the sadness and helplessness in her heart.

I can only stare at him silently with my last bit of strength.

Fan Yuan seemed to have known something and behaved exceptionally quietly.

The mother and son stayed together quietly for a moment, and then Sang Ning suddenly sighed.

This sound is filled with reluctance, attachment, and worry.

"Yuan'er has always been smart and learns everything quickly... He is much more mature than other young dragons of the same age."

She was saying her final goodbyes and giving her final instructions.

"So... Yuan'er will definitely be able to survive, right?"

She could no longer open her eyes, only leaving a slit with difficulty.

Fan Yuan looked at her motionlessly without answering.

The small body leaned against her trunk and trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

The next moment, her eyes were completely closed and she had no strength left.

The last words he left behind were: "...Yuan'er, I actually never regretted meeting your father..."

Although his father was a demon, he never hurt innocent people.

As the Demon King, I conduct myself in the world with a clear conscience.

But this world... still can't accommodate him, not even his children.

The sky was gradually dyed red by the fiery morning glow, and Fan Yuan watched her die.

Witnessing my own mother die right before my eyes...

As a bystander, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel an urge to go up and hug him.

But this is just a dream.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed again, and the young Fan Yuan had grown into a slightly immature teenager.

Even though he is just a teenager, his temperament is exceptionally dignified and mature.

He was filled with murderous intent, holding a Fuguang sword, and charging into the demon world with an expressionless face.

Most of the demons were destroyed.

Chu Mo noticed that the red lotus between his eyebrows had turned completely black at this time.

"So he was already possessed by the devil at this time? But he's not even an adult yet..."

This darkened state is obviously 100%.

At this moment, he was a real demon.

But unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse.

After avenging his mother, Fan Yuan left the demon world, found a secluded mountain, and took a nap.

This sleep lasts a thousand years.

After waking up again, the mark between his eyebrows turned red again.

The red lotus was washed clean and returned to its previous appearance.

And everything before falling asleep...

It seems that everyone has forgotten.

The only thing that was with him and that he could recognize was the sword made from his own dragon scales.

From then on, he traveled the world with only his sword.

As time goes by, his experience becomes richer and his temperament becomes more mature and stable.

I know more and more things.

No one would have thought that the dragon clan, which was once so prosperous, would not be able to pass on after tens of thousands of years.

From then on, Fan Yuan was the only true dragon left in this world.

Every time it appears, it will be worshipped as a god by all living beings in the world and will be revered and respected.

"Eh, did the dragon race really perish? But I remember the Emperor was also a dragon, wasn't he?"

061 expressed doubt.

Chu Mo answered for him: "Do you know the story of a fish leaping over the dragon's gate? After the dragon race disappeared, the heavens still opened a window for them, giving them several more ways to become dragons."

"A dragon that can be created through this method must be different."

One is born that way, the other is acquired, there is a huge difference.

"Oh oh..." 061 continued to sigh.

“I didn’t expect the Immortal Venerable’s past to be like this.”

Who could have imagined it if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes?

But that time was indeed too long ago.

Chu Mo was about to say something when the scene in front of him suddenly began to distort and collapse.

Immediately, the consciousness left the dream.

The next second, I met a pair of calm yet deep eyes.

The dream ended and Fan Yuan woke up.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy, and there was even a slight feeling of suffocation.

Chu Mo was fine, it was mainly the other party.

Fan Yuan seemed to care a lot about what he saw in his dream.

"In fact, not long ago... I have recovered this memory."

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

The voice is a little hoarse and rough.

"But I don't know how to tell you."

He was once, truly, a demon.

And there is a devil in his body.

If Chu Mo's goal is really to eliminate all evil in the world...

Then he is no exception.

However, Chu Mo did not discuss this matter with him.

Instead, I changed the question.

"Now that you remember the past, have you ever thought about going back to the human world?"

Fan Yuan's mother left the human world.

If I go back to where she sleeps now... maybe I can find something.

"..."

After a moment's silence, Fan Yuan's thin lips moved slightly and he gave a reply.

"it is good."

Chu Mo immediately smiled and took his hand: "Okay, let's go!"

……

At this time in the world, urban technology is developing rapidly, the population is booming, and there are people everywhere you go.

The young people are dressed casually, look listless, and are not as energetic as those retired uncles and aunts.

"Buddha, please make me rich quickly. I really don't want to be a slave anymore..."

What they ask for is basically the same.

The wishes of the grandparents are varied, but they all involve family, children, grandchildren and health.

"Hey! You two guys, are you stars on TV?"

Several middle-aged women noticed them and looked over immediately.

"This one is so well-proportioned, every part of it is beautiful!"

Chu Mo was wearing a clean and simple casual outfit, and standing next to the tall and straight man, he was indeed quite eye-catching.

"No, we are tourists. We heard this place is very famous, so we came here to join in the fun."

Chu Mo said with a smile.

The ladies immediately started talking: "Young man, this temple is not only famous, but also very spiritual!"

Not far away, above the crowded crowd, a plaque with the words "Lotus Zen Temple" stands out, simple and low-key.

This... is exactly where Sang Ning was buried.