The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

With Ye Mingjun and Huiyue's cultivation base, it is not difficult to bypass the Xianzhou guards, but the real trouble for these two people is always inside.

For example, now, they quickly investigated the periphery of Lingshan according to Ji Mo's arrangement.However, even though Ji Mo warned him not to break into Li Xianer's residence before going out, when the small courtyard came into view, Ye Mingjun still couldn't hold back the urge to twitch, and urged Huiyue, "Let's go get the deer!" Steal it out to give Ji Mo a surprise?"

Ji Mo knew Ye Mingjun too well, and knew that it would be difficult to stop the bold thoughts of an immortal, so he deliberately gave Huiyue a serious warning before leaving. It was time to check the results, and the sincere Elf King immediately said frankly: : "Are you sure? Didn't Ji Mo say that there is an artifact in it that you can't beat?"

"I can't beat it now, but it can't catch me either."

Shennong Ding is a magic weapon for refining medicine, Ye Mingjun is still quite confident that he can run faster than it, seeing that Huiyue is still hesitant, he suggested in a roundabout way, "Or, let's stand on the outside and wait and see for a while?"

Ji Mo only said he couldn't go in, but he didn't seem to say no when he stood outside and looked around?

Being easily fooled by the immortal, Huiyue proved Ji Mo's concern about her intelligence was very correct, "Well, I also want to see what Li Xian'er looks like."

Lingshan Xiaozhu is not big, and the panoramic view can be vaguely seen from the outer courtyard wall. It is strange to say that although this is Li Xianer's residence, there are no medicinal materials and spiritual flowers. There are only a few acres of melon fields scattered in the courtyard, and there are no immortals at all. breath.

Huiyue scanned the courtyard with the night vision ability of the elves, and soon found a white figure under the locust tree in the courtyard. She was thinking that this might be Li Xian'er, but when she saw the face of that person, she was instantly shocked up

Get up, "Why is Li Xian'er a bit like Ji Mo?"

"No, he is the demon king."

Of course, Li Xian'er couldn't be born similar to Ji Mo. At this time, Ye Mingjun pointed out the other party's identity with a single sentence, but his expression was not surprised. He just said thoughtfully, "My perception is correct, he is awake."

Yes, as if in accordance with the time of Xianzhou, the demon king who had been unconscious for a long time finally woke up from his dream tonight, but at this moment he still couldn't get out of his memories, staring blankly at the boundless night, wondering what he was thinking.

For the past few days in a coma, he has been dreaming. It was a very long dream, which started with the heavy snow in the north, but ended with the light rain of pear blossoms in the south.

In the dream, he became the boy named Ji Mo, and one day he was suddenly awakened by the chill of the wind and snow, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a white deer looking at him with its head tilted.

It was a very beautiful deer, its whole body was pure white and dust-free, and the well-developed ice crystal antlers on its head were like thousand-year-old coral, mysterious and elegant.It seems that it has just finished foraging, and the white deer still has a faint fragrance of snow lotus on its body, which is very reassuring.

The young man didn't know why he appeared in such a place, and he didn't know where it was, he just recognized the identity of the deer at a glance, reached out his hand to touch it in surprise and expectation, and called softly, "Ren Qingya? "

Bailu didn't know why he appeared in this world. Deer lived in groups. His subordinates and clans in the past were not in this snowfield. Although he easily obtained the territory with his strong strength, he was still very lonely after all.

Therefore, in the past few days, he had the idea of ​​summoning his sleeping father with the secret method of the clan.Unexpectedly, after exhausting the demon power, a human boy appeared from the formation. He thought it was a mistake in the formation, but the boy called out his name as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ren Qingya has never revealed his name in this world, and no one in the world has seen his real body in the past. He thought that only his father could recognize him at a glance, so he stepped forward and licked the boy's frozen cheeks. It seemed to be very cold without cultivation, and he squatted down to warm him with his own body temperature, and only responded in the boy's ear: "Father, it's me."

At that time, Ji Mo didn't know whether he wanted to use him to get out of the snowy field, or if he really regarded him as his son. Ji Mo didn't deny this title.He told Bailu that after he was attacked by a monk and fell into a deep sleep, he was reincarnated as a human being with his soul because he was worried about the demon clan. Although he has no cultivation base now, he can guide him how to practice the demon clan's spells.

The secrets of the monster race that the young man said were all inheritances that only the demon king can get, and the eyes he looked at Bailu were genuine joy and concern. Ren Qingya thought that it was impossible for a stranger to like him so much, so he believed this statement.

Ren Qingya is already an adult demon king and does not need the protection of any elders. He is just lonely living alone in another world, so it is enough to have his father to accompany him.

However, Ji Mo only lived in the snowfield for a period of time before he proposed to visit the human world. Bai Lu didn't understand why his father, who is the demon king, wanted to go to the human territory, but he obediently carried him to the border of the snowfield in the end.

Bailu was bullied by humans since he was a child, and he has a stubborn temperament. He suffered countless whips in the past and refused to obey the monks to become a mount. In this life, he has only carried Ji Mo alone.Perhaps because this was his father, he didn't feel any humiliation. Although he didn't want to be left alone in the snowstorm, he still said to the young man, "Father, there is a human city ahead."

Bai Lu's eyes were very gentle, just looking shallowly at his father who wanted to abandon him, Ji Mo lost his strength in an instant, and asked, "Why do you want to use the spell of licking the calf?"

"I was taken away by humans when I was born, and I don't even know what my parents look like, so I want to see you."

When answering, Bai Lu's tone was still as usual, obviously not showing any self-pity, but it pierced the young man's heart.

As long as he takes one step forward, he can step into the most stable territory of Shenzhou, but after all, he is not willing to take this fate-changing step. He held the white deer's cold horns and turned his head, "Forget it, I won't go gone."

"Father?"

"I'm not familiar with people in this world, and everyone's customs and customs must be completely different. It's better to stay in the snowfield."

At that time, the young man could easily show a cheerful smile. Seeing Bailu's expression of joy because of his words, his tone became firmer, "Isn't there a magical continent outside? Let's also build a demon continent in the snowfield." , I will accompany you to drive out all the poachers, okay?"

At that time, Ji Mo himself was still a student who was doted on by his parents. He had never loved anyone, and he had never tried to accommodate others. Since meeting the white deer he created, he has gradually become like a father.

He used to be a stubborn and willful boy like Ren Qingya, but now he spontaneously learned to consider others, and began to try to comfort Bailu, who had no parents since he was a child, with care. He is growing up, but the protagonist he created is not.

Since Ren Qingya became the demon king, he only feeds on alpine snow lotus, but the number of snow lotus is rare, if he can't find him, he will simply eat nothing.

The situation of his son's hunger strike made Ji Mo very worried. Whenever he encountered a novel plant, he would try to feed it into the white deer's mouth. Ren Qingya had never gotten along with his father before, and only knew that his son would be lovable if he was obedient. No matter how strange the taste of the food was, I forcibly swallowed it down.

One day, this father was able to find the most stinky white snake grass in the world. Although Ren Qingya forced himself to eat it, his stomach hurt so bad at night, Ji Mo woke up immediately in shock, only to realize that the deer was not Any kind of grass can be eaten, and a person like him who can even raise a cactus to death is not suitable for feeding his son!

At that time, the young man was very thin-skinned. Although he regretted it in his heart and eagerly stroked the white deer, he still blamed him: "You can tell me if you can't eat it! Are you stupid?"

Because Ren Qingya is a demon king with tenacious bloodlines, he was often taken by monks to test medicines when he was young. He has long been used to the properties of such medicines, and a little pain will be fine.

No one has ever been so anxious for him before. It was the first time he experienced the feeling of having a father. Bai Lu was very moved and smiled unconsciously: "I never understood why my father used a human body before, but now I think about it." That's good, at least human hands are soft and comfortable to the touch."

Having said this, Ji Mo also remembered the setting of his protagonist's excellent resistance to poison, and knew that he was fine.Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the words, this son liked to be stroked by him anyway, so he pinched Bai Lu's ears like others stroking cats, which shocked the demon king, and he could only protest helplessly, " Father, please don't rub my ears and don't scratch my chin."

"It feels so good now, you must have been very tender when you were young..."

The white deer's ears are extremely soft. Seeing that it felt so lacking in majesty but did not resist, Ji Mo suddenly became depressed when he remembered the settings he had written, and only whispered to him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You will never be caught by anyone again."

Ren Qingya still couldn't understand the remorse in Ji Mo's words, he only thought his father regretted not resisting the monk's attack, so he licked the young man's cheek comfortingly, "It is human beings who are greedy and enslaved the monster race, father has tried his best."

At that time, Ren Qingya thought, after all, he escaped from the hands of human monks, and also pulled out the Neverwinter Sword to become the real demon king.Now no one can put him in a cage anymore. His cultivation level is enough to protect the safety of the entire snowfield. As long as he sits in Yaozhou, the monsters here will not be treated cruelly by monks like he was when he was young.Now that he has awakened his father again, everything will get better and better. Those painful memories are just the past after all.

Unfortunately, all this is nothing more than false happiness.When the truth surfaced, all the warm memories of the past suddenly became cold.It turned out that the person who really dominated his past was his most trusted father.

"Father, all my painful memories are arranged by you, is this true?"

When he asked this sentence, Ji Mo's face turned pale instantly. Such a terrified reaction already explained everything. The young man finally understood why he was suddenly thrown into prison, gave up struggling, and only managed to answer: "You locked me up here, and you must have got the answer."

"You lied to me, you are not a demon at all."

Ren Qingya never showed mercy to the enemy, and Ji Mo's expression became even uglier with just one word. He hated this kind of reaction, so he grabbed his father's wrist and forced him to look at him.

"The monks captured the monsters to improve their cultivation, but you arranged this fate just because it would be fun to watch me struggle to survive. Whether it is me or the monks in the world, they are all your pawns, you Just let us fight and fight, and even feel excited and satisfied. Such a god is more hateful than all human beings."

What he said was the truth, but it wasn't the truth. Ji Mo didn't know how much he knew when he was young, and he didn't even have a clue how to organize his words to defend.

However, seeing that he was silent, the cold demon power from the demon king poured in from the meridians bit by bit, and the pain from the completely destroyed meridians woke the young man up. hand.

"Ren Qingya, everything about you is set by me, even the Neverwinter Sword in your hand is given by me. Without me, you would not have been born at all."

"How can you become a strong man without going through ups and downs? You won't understand. I have to make the background setting logical. What I want is a story of blood and tears in the world, not a story where the protagonist starts Hanging brainless cool text!"

"I just didn't expect that you would actually exist."

Ji Mo talked a lot, and at first he was very angry, but gradually he was left with sadness. He just remembered that his whole body was in pain, and the demon king would answer whatever he asked. In the end, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe, so he could only make one last request. "kill me."

"I was captured by a monk when I was young. Because I have the blood of the demon king, my whole body can be used as medicine. I don't know how many times I have been cut. If you can't bear such injuries, I won't kill you."

"Now you are the same as I was back then. You have no cultivation base and no support. You go to the dark by yourself, and you go through all the disasters to become a strong person. Don't ask me to complete your story because it has nothing to do with you. That's too much." Cunning."

Ji Mo remembered every setting of Ren Qingya clearly, knowing that his speech has always been to poke the enemy's sore spots, but when the demon king's heart-breaking words fell on him, he still couldn't help crying.

Ren Qingya still remembers the young man's tear-dropping eyes until now, just looking at them made him feel very uncomfortable, so he drew his sword and destroyed those eyes, and also cut off all the fate between the two, leaving only one sentence, "You and I In this life, we will never meet again."

This is the past that Ren Qingya knew, but the dream didn't end, Ji Mo never had a chance to tell him the truth, this time, after all, he heard it himself.

do you know?I'm just a student, not to mention manipulating the fate of others, even my own future is still blurred.All my life, I have been living according to the arrangement of my parents. The only adventure I have ever had is to insist on creating you.

I, I gave up work, marriage, pension, and all the basic living conditions of human society. I didn't think about any future at all, and let you be born when everyone said you were crazy.When I first started writing, no one paid attention to me, thinking that I had to work harder, so I stayed up late every day and only slept for three or four hours, desperately using the amount of updates to attract readers.

I want you to be seen by more people, I want you to be recognized by the world, and I want to use all my time to write your story until the end. This is the only dream of Juvenile Mo.

Perhaps in your opinion, such a sacrifice cannot be compared with the bloody battle of a demon king, but for me, who experienced the biggest setback at that time was the failure of the exam, it was already a gamble on the whole life.

It is precisely because I value you and like you very much that I must make the story exciting. Such a thing, as the protagonist, Tianren will never be able to understand.

After all, I was too young at that time, and I would always emphasize my position blindly when arguing with others. If I was not understood, I would be full of anger. Before I could say a few words, tears would fall by myself.How could it be compared to now, the big things can let oneself calm down and discuss slowly.It's just that in the past three years, I have learned to give in and be rational. I have completely forgotten the love and liking I was good at.

You are used to being tough, and I am not sensible enough to deal with it calmly like a wise elder. It is probably doomed to come to this point.

The protagonist I cared about the most, whether you still hate me or really forget me, the story of "White Deer and Green Cliff" is over, I hope, we can never see each other again.

At the end of the dream, all the illusions are slowly disappearing. In the first snow, the immature young man is still persuading Bai Lu: "Don't be too picky about food, you don't eat anything except snow lotus, and occasionally you can eat cabbage. nice."

Among the monster clan's army, the young man said to him who held the sword with great expectation, "When the world is settled, I will plant snow lotus in the yard to raise you. We will do nothing but watch the snow and bask in the sun."

In the dungeon where we parted, the young man covered his blood-filled eyes, and he didn't know whether it was tears or blood that overflowed from his fingertips. In the end, he swore to him hoarsely, "I will definitely live a good life, but in this life, I will never die again." see you."

At the border of Shenzhou, Su Ge asked the boy standing in the snow, "I am the high priest of the temple, where do you live? I will take you back."

This time, he didn't look back, just grabbed the hem of the high priest's clothes and said indifferently: "I have nowhere to go back, take me to the temple, I will be useful to you."

Finally, at the Yaozhou battlefield in Shenzhou, Song Qiao pointed at the Yaozhou camp, and asked the morning star priest who never took off his mask: "Your son is there, are you sure you don't want to see him?"

Now he seems to have regained some of his youthful appearance, and his answering voice is flat but without any worries, "Go and work on your Chang Hui, I already have Mr. Ye Ming, what do I need my son for? "

"Tsk tsk, everyone else has a son and forgets their mother. You just find an old Gong and forget your son."

The companion's unintentional teasing made Priest Morning Star smile slightly, and a gust of breeze blew the pear blossoms all over the tree, like fine snow. He walked slowly through the rain of flowers like this, and only replied lightly, "Yes, I have done everything in the past. Can't remember."

With the disappearance of Priest Morning Star's back, the world will eventually return to the darkness of nothingness. Ji Mo struggled for a long time and finally woke up from this dream, and now, Ren Qingya has also woken up.

"Did you have a good dream?"

Ye Mingjun's gentle voice floated from afar, the demon king raised his head, the hatred in his eyes was finally replaced by fatigue, he just calmly looked at the white-haired fairy who was walking towards him, then gently threw down the Neverwinter Sword, breaking it personally The ruthless oath when the two broke up,

"Tell father, I will see him in ten days."

Father, Ren Qingya hated you the most in his life, and loved you the most.You created me, and this time, I give everything back to you.

Since then, you and I have truly belonged to strangers, and we owe nothing to each other.

The author has something to say: Ren Qingya: Father, life is just a mirror image, and in the end, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust. You and I will eventually come to an end.

Ji Mo: What about literature and art, speak human language.

Ren Qingya: Don't break up with me, I'll talk to you privately, don't feed me dog food.

Ji Mo: Ye Mingjun, give him a luxurious dog food set, thank you.

Song Qiao: My son, the identification is correct.