Devil [GL]

Time passed quickly, and for the common people in the imperial capital, they could be regarded as feasting their eyes in the next seven days.

Almost every one of the fifty candidates has prepared a unique marriage proposal. Those who have money will work hard with money, and those who have no money will follow the sentimental and simple route. Although not all of them can impress the devil Metvia, But many school-age girls in the imperial capital couldn't help but secretly agree with each other and were moved by it.

I don’t know where I heard that the devil’s son Metvia’s favorite flower is after the winter flower of the soul. There was once a nobleman from a noble family who spent a lot of money to cover the entire street with the light blue color of the winter flower of the soul. colored petals.

Bai Wanwan was once startled by the price of Soul Winter Flower.And from the moment he bought the Winter Soul Flower, the price of the Winter Soul Flower in the entire imperial capital has doubled because of him.Until seven days later, when the time limit is reached, the faint fragrance of winter flowers of the soul can still be asked in the whole street.

There are also people with a delicate heart, starting from Metvia's psychology of longing for a marriage proposal, and thinking that this young His Highness is not someone who will be moved by false rituals.

Aiming at Metvia's more emotional psychology, he personally traveled all over the towns and villages around the imperial capital, obtained blessings from the people there, and inserted them in the land.

Countless blessings have been accumulated together, and Liancheng has a heart shape surrounding the imperial capital, which can be described as well-intentioned, laborious and troublesome.

There are also more powerful people who know how to balance money and mind. They bought the most expensive ingredients with a lot of money and made a bowl of slightly sweet stomach-nourishing porridge.

"As long as Your Highness likes it, I am willing to cook porridge for you for the rest of my life." He once held this bowl of porridge and swore to everyone like this.

In order to make this bowl of porridge, Young Master Gui, who has never touched the sun with his fingers, has cut his fingers countless times in the kitchen. No matter from which point of view, it is enough warmth.

Perhaps it was because of this competition that the recent marriage rate in the imperial capital was much higher than usual. Almost at every time of day, a new couple could be seen walking in love. On the street, make kind comments on the creative weddings of the 50 competitors.

At present, except for a few particularly empathetic ones and a few particularly full-hearted ones, most of the candidates have their own "fan groups" and "black fans". They will like a certain marriage proposal because of some special feelings , They will quarrel with each other because of different concepts and opinions.

But at the same time, while arguing and defending, they also feel the flaws in their preferred marriage proposal ceremony.

It's just that there is nothing in this world that suits everyone's wishes. Even money, some people think it's too vulgar.What Metvia is waiting for is a marriage proposal that can impress her and make her feel that she will not be let down in the future, or a person who can make her feel that she will not be let down in the future.

And this person, in the first six days of the stipulated period, did not show up.

After the seventh day, almost everyone started to feel anxious.After all, they are not Metvia, so it is impossible to guess which kind of marriage proposal this high-ranking woman prefers.However, until the early morning of the seventh day, the number of suitors had reached 40, and there was still no movement from Metvia's side.

From the current point of view, none of the many marriage proposals before could impress her.But among the ten people behind, will anyone stand out?

On this last day, everyone looked forward to it, and in fact, everything that followed did not disappoint them.

From the sound of the first cock crowing, a woman finally stood there after six days of trekking from the top of the most northeast mountain range in Eswino.

She was wearing a large black robe and a black gauze hat on her head, which just covered half of her face.

She is the only color in the desolate vast snow.

Her shoulders were covered with wind and snow, and the hem of her clothes rolled and swayed wantonly with the blowing of the cold wind.Her body was thin and slender, and when viewed from a distance through layers of wind and snow, it seemed that her whole body was about to be unable to withstand the strong pulling force and was about to be blown away by the wind.

But in the end, she still stood there firmly, using her slender and thin body, tried her best, one by one, toward the distant southern imperial capital of Eswino, and shot three spears burning with all her energy. Phoenix Feather Arrow.

Accompanied by the sound of the arrow leaving the string, the arrow made of one of her ribs and a phoenix feather instantly transformed into a huge and gorgeous phoenix bird.

It was born from the fire, and its whole body was covered in red-gold that danced like a flame.It raised its slender neck and let out a crisp cry that resounded through the sky.

At this time, the black-robed woman stretched out an arm, allowing the phoenix bird to stop beside her.She took out a light blue Soul Winter Flower from her pocket, and carefully handed it to Fengniao to pick it up.

The phoenix nibbled on the flower stem, its round golden eyes stared at its master motionlessly, waiting for her final order.

The woman looked down at it, and for some reason, suddenly revealed a faint smile.

"When you finally fly to Metvia, please tell her a story about our world..."

In her soft-spoken narration, the phoenix bird held the winter soul flower in its mouth, flapped its wings and circled around her, then flew high, and finally plunged headlong into the boundless clouds.

Behind it, countless mortal birds rose up and followed closely behind it, forming an extremely powerful team densely packed.

"In the world I once lived in, there was a mythical story that many people knew, it was about God creating man..."

From the moment the phoenix bird flew from afar, someone spotted it in the clouds in the distance.They all exclaimed, wondering what kind of creature it was.

So dazzling, beautiful yet dignified, as if flying out of the sun.

"There, Westerners are used to calling gods 'God'. God created a man. In order to prevent him from being alone, God took out the man's rib and created his wife..."

Sometimes she can't help thinking, can such a couple truly be called "a match made in heaven"?

And such an existence is so enviable.

"I took out one of my ribs and made these three arrows, also because of the reference to this legend,

"Metvia, I have a crush on you. I hope that I can become such a unique existence with you. I hope that our story can last for a long time and be passed on to thousands of generations. I hope that as time goes by and the vicissitudes of life change, my affection for you will always be Indestructible..."

When flying to a place full of thunderstorms and overcast clouds, the phoenix screamed sharply, and faced the difficulties without dodging or dodging.

But at the same time, it also lowered its high head.Walking through countless flickering thunder and lightning, it carefully protected the winter flower of the soul.

"I did and missed a lot of things..."

Piercing through the dark clouds, Fengniao flew across the deserted border and came to the first population gathering place.

"I also had to take on a lot of responsibilities..."

Under the amazed eyes of countless people, Fengniao proudly raised her neck, shaking off a halo of red and golden light spots.

It spreads its beautiful tail feathers, just like an ordinary bird, showing off its gorgeous feathers in front of the female it wants, trying to attract the other's favor.

"In these days, I have thought a lot, and I have thought a lot..."

"In fact, I should have died a long time ago, but because of their help, I survived and received a lot of favors, and because of this, I had to complete what they wanted me to do..."

After showing off briefly, Fengniao withdrew her attention again, and cast her gaze not far away, on the unremarkable black tall building in the imperial capital.

It knows that there is someone it needs to find, and it wants to give her all the master's thoughts and words.

"Yu Qing, I don't want to betray my will; Yu Li, I have to walk on this destined path..."

The world is safe and sound, can you live up to the Tathagata and live up to you?

In the past, it only made her feel that the sentence was not bad, but now it seems that it has already made her feel deeply.

"In the end, in order not to violate love and reason, and to live up to everyone, I decided to give up everything I have obtained and give them all back, whether it is my life or my abilities..."

Not wanting to take action against Metvia, and not wanting to owe too much to the God of Light and Maha, Bai Wanwan finally chose to give them back everything she had ever obtained.

In this way, she will not have to hurt the one she loves, nor will she have to bear huge favors and grievances.

She transferred the energy of her whole body to the God of Light, and gave up the body of the phoenix bird she had obtained, and also gave it to the God of Light.

She turned back into that ordinary, incompetent, and dying ordinary woman.

And she should have died in that earthquake from the beginning.

"I probably should have died."

she said with a chuckle.

"I don't expect your forgiveness, and I don't want you to wait... I hope that from now on, you can meet the person you like, be with him, and live happily every day..."

"I just beg that when you dream of me at midnight one day and think of me again, you can shed a small tear for me, or just a shallow sigh."

As the reincarnation of Maha, she has been forced to read Metvia's hand, and Metvia, who was born as the reincarnation of the demon, may suffer no less than her under the influence of the memory of the demon.

So now, let her end this fruitless mutual torture.

As if aware of the gradual loss of the master's vitality, the phoenix screamed loudly and sprinted for the last road quickly.

"Your Highness, there is a huge golden-red bird outside, exactly like the legendary phoenix!"

Phoenix...

When Metvia heard the servant's words, her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly stood up and walked to the tall building, when she happened to hear this clear and sweet bird song.

If she realized something, she stretched out her hand, and felt a warm wind caressing her face, messing up her hair.

A flower, accompanied by a burst of fragrance, gently fell into the palm of her hand.

As the flower reached its destination, the phoenix bird was completely shattered and dissipated in the twilight. It turned into a golden spot of light and was blown away by the wind to the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Amidst the sound of regret, Metvia was slightly startled, lowered her head and sniffed gently.

This faint smell is exactly her favorite soul winter flower.

She was born in spring, and her favorite is summer, but her favorite winter soul flower is a kind of flower that only blooms in cold winter.

A long time ago, when there was only a faint ambiguous relationship between her and Bai Wanwan, she once expressed this regret to Bai Wanwan.

She stood still and could recall very clearly what Bai Wanwan said at that time.

"Anyway, I am the reincarnation of a demon god, and a demon god is also a god!"

"Wait until one day, when I can cultivate to be as powerful as in my previous life, I will help you change the flowering period of the winter flowers of the soul, so that they bloom in your favorite summer, how about it?"

Until now, she can still think of the smile on Bai Wanwan's face at that time, and how her heart beat uncontrollably following these words.

Thinking of what happened at that time, Metvia lightly held the soft winter flower of the soul, feeling lost, wondering what she was thinking.

Just as she finished listening to Bai Wanwan's words, she sighed, and was about to turn around and leave, when a servant's exclamation suddenly came from her ear.

"Your Highness, what's going on here? On the winter winter tree on the hillside outside the imperial capital, it was suddenly full of winter winter flowers?!"

It was clearly midsummer, but the buds of the soul winter flowers that hadn't matured, seemed to be stimulated by something, and they bloomed all over the branches within a few breaths.

As dusk came, the winter winter flowers all over the mountains were shaking their light-colored branches, emitting a faint halo, illuminating the entire hillside.

Countless common people were amazed by this rare scene, and they called their friends one after another, and walked there together.

In the darkness, their backs pulled further and further away, and gradually turned into countless black dots in the distance, similar to those lonely ducks in the sky.

When the darkness fell, the lights of Wanjia were sparse and scattered, and all voices, figures, and stories were submerged in this darkness.The vast world is lonely, only the sound of crows in the distance continues for a hundred generations.

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Finally the heroine is dead