little wolf cub

Everyone in the three realms knew that the Yaozun in the demon world was a taciturn and cold person.

In the past hundred years, he has never smiled, and he doesn't even have any superfluous expressions.

His eyes are always indifferent, with a faint emptiness. In his spare time, he often stares at a place in a daze, not knowing what he is thinking, or thinking about nothing.

He is like a stone sculpture, without a trace of life, just sitting quietly on the throne of the supreme being in the demon world, as if waiting for someone to come back.

Except for dealing with extremely important affairs, he rarely appeared in front of people. Whenever there was an emergency in the demon world and no one could be found, Song Zhen would go to the main hall alone.

That place that was as dead and silent as another coffin.

When Song Zhen walked into the hall softly, Fu Xuan was taking a nap on the couch. No matter when he was resting, his face was always facing the magic circle that had been warmed for a hundred years in the room, as if he would be able to detect that person when he came back.

But this wait is a hundred years.

Back then, he cut off half of his body, stepped through the chasm of life and death, and led Lin Yu back to his place.But now a full hundred years have passed, and Lin Yu still shows no sign of waking up.

Although Fuxuan has remained calm for a hundred years, Song Zhen knew that his calmness was only a cover-up appearance, and that countless demons and demons were tightly locked in his heart, making him feel like a normal person Generally alive.That lock is called Lin Yu.

He died a hundred years ago, and he still hasn't woken up a hundred years later.

"Your Highness!"

Just as Song Zhen, who entered the hall, was deliberating whether to wake up Fuxuan, a shadow suddenly appeared behind him. He jumped to Fuxuan's couch, and yelled very loudly.

Song Zhen almost trembled from fright.

A little gray wolf with round ears stepped on the corner of Fu Xuan's robe hanging beside the couch, and the fox tail behind him swayed briskly.

Song Zhen hurried forward, trying to take Tang Xun down.

Tang Xun was not as approachable as his face. He sensed Song Zhen's intentions, turned his head and bared his teeth warningly at Song Zhen, successfully scaring Song Zhen's hand back.

Under Tang Xun's fuss, Fu Xuan also woke up. He grabbed Tang Xun by the back of the neck and threw Tang Xun out.

Although Tang Xun was caught off guard, he still tried his best to plan a few times in the air, letting himself fall to the ground in a posture that didn't hurt much.

Tang Xun's primordial spirit has been carefully maintained for a long time. After being brought back to the demon world by Song Zhen, he woke up within a year or two.

When he woke up, he was obviously stunned, as if he had never thought that he was still alive. After knowing what happened over the years, he didn't say a word, but just sneaked to the main hall, curled up in Lin Yu's soul cultivation circle I slept through the night before.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Xuan ignored Tang Xun, there was still some sleepiness in his eyes, and a strand of forehead hair drooped down, blurring the indifference between his brows and eyes.

He stroked the Bijue sword that was restless because of being disturbed, which was placed by his side, as a comfort.His fingers holding the sword were slender and well-proportioned, no longer the bone-like appearance of the past.

"My lord, Sect Master Yan of the Chongshan Sect, along with the masters of Feijingfeng and Qiushuifeng, have come." Song Zhendao: "My subordinates have placed them in the front hall."

Over the past hundred years, although the Chongshan faction did not take back the Longevity Lock that kept Lin Yu's soul, they did not show much favor to Fu Xuan. They would come to Yan Bo almost once a year to see how Lin Yu's soul was doing.

Lin Yu's soul was stable and full of aura, but for some reason, he never woke up.

Hearing the words, Fu Xuan only gave a soft "hmm", indicating that he understood.He got up from the couch, straightened the clothes that were crumpled due to the nap, put on his outer robe, and was about to leave the hall to meet Yan Bo and the others.

Due to the annihilation of Tang Xun's physical body, his cultivation base was exhausted. Although he saved his soul and woke up, he still failed to transform into form after practicing for nearly a hundred years.He was lying on the table, thinking secretly for a while that after Fuxuan left, he would sneak into the secret room to see Zhenjun.

How could Fuxuan not know what Tang Xun was thinking, before he stepped out of the palace gate, he turned his head and glanced at Tang Xun who was secretly excited: "Follow me."

"Otherwise you will disturb my master's purity again."

Tang Xun: "..."

The situation in the human world has been a little unstable recently, and there are many incidents in the Chongshan faction. Yan Bo and others did not stay in the demon world too much. After confirming that Lin Yu's soul is safe, Yan Bo and Fang Churan left some rare treasures , and left with the reluctant Cheng Zhenlu.

After seeing off Yan Bo and others, Fu Xuan walked back towards the main hall, with Tang Xun trailing far behind.

It's spring again.

When Fuxuan passed by the courtyard, he stopped to see the pear blossoms blooming in the courtyard like a tree of frost and snow.

For some reason, when he saw Pear Blossom, he always had a long and long-lasting sense of familiarity in his heart.He walked under the pear tree, looked up for a moment, then reached out and picked a pear blossom that was in full bloom.

When he picked the flowers, the white pear blossoms fell down and landed on his black robe, like a thin snowfall.

He looked at the pear blossom in his hand, his expression suddenly became a little lonely, but before Tang Xun, who was following him, could see clearly, he moved his eyes away.

He bent down, and the petals on his shoulders fell one after another, and fell to the tip of Tang Xun's nose, making Tang Xun sneezed.

He handed the pear branch in his hand to Tang Xun, and Tang Xun bit the pear branch clearly.

"Okay, this is for Master to take back."

Tang Xun heard that it was brought back to Lin Yu, and immediately picked up the flower branch more cautiously.

But before they walked back to the main hall, a hidden guard chased after them.

"My lord." The hidden guard knelt down and saluted, "The chief elder, the second elder, and the third elder of the clan are waiting for you in the front hall, saying that they have something important to discuss."

"Deacon Song sent a special subordinate to inform."

Fu Xuan looked at the gate of the main hall in front of him, and frowned slightly.

He was silent for a while, and said to Tang Xun: "I'll go back to the front hall, you take this flower back first, remember to be gentle with your hands and feet, don't disturb my master's cleanliness."

Tang Xun was holding a pear blossom branch in his mouth, unable to speak, he just wagged his tail to signal that he knew.

Fuxuan still looked at Tang Xun worriedly, but he didn't say anything, and returned to the front hall with the hidden guard.

In the front hall, the three elders of the evil wolf clan were quietly waiting for Fuxuan.

When Fuxuan entered the front hall, he saw Song Zhen standing in the corner, quite far away from the three elders, Song Zhen frowned and stood alone, as if he knew what would happen next.

"My lord." Seeing Fuxuan entering the hall, the three elders of the Shalang tribe immediately stood up and saluted Fuxuan.

"What's the important thing?" Fu Xuan didn't bother to waste unnecessary words, he walked to the first place in the hall, and after sitting down, he asked indifferently.

The Great Elder hesitated for a moment, but still walked in front of Fuxuan, he took a deep breath, looking like he was about to give up.

"My lord, it has been more than a hundred years since you ascended the throne."

"We don't know what the lord is thinking, but the demon world has always had no descendants, which is really against the rules."

"There are many beautiful women from all races in the demon world. If the lord really doesn't want to bother with this matter, as long as the lord agrees, we can immediately choose for the lord from all races."

"..."

Fu Xuan didn't listen to what the Great Elder was babbling about. He sat on the ice-cold seat, gently caressing with his fingertips a pear blossom petal that accidentally fell into the sleeve of his robe while picking flowers in the courtyard.

He suddenly remembered a sentence that Lin Yu had said to him many years ago.

Lin Yu said to him: "You will meet more people in the future. Only after you meet the person you really admire, you will know that your unswerving love for me until death is just a little bit of love."

Even though it was spring, when the gentle wind outside the window blew through the palace, it was still tinged with an unconcealable chill.

Fu Xuan looked at the petals flipping gently between his fingers.

Lin Yu didn't know that at that time, but now he has met many people, but none of those people was named Lin Yu, and there was no one like him. When the sun shines for the first time, it can make one's mind and soul chase him away.

There is only an empty shell left, lingering on, waiting for his return.

The great elder of the evil wolf tribe chattered for a long time, but seeing that Fu Xuan remained silent and looked completely indifferent, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"My lord!" He called Fu Xuan, and when he was about to unite with the two elders around him to persuade him, the closed door of the palace was suddenly slowly pushed open by a slender hand.

The east wind blew up outside the hall, and the corner of a blue robe that had been separated for a hundred years fluttered faintly from behind the hall gate.

"I want to see, with me here, who else is not afraid of death and dares to enter his apse."

The pear blossom petal between Fu Xuan's fingers suddenly fell to the ground.