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"Why?" asked the Demon Lord.

Feng Yuan thought for a while, then sighed softly, "I don't want you to regret it in the future."

There's nothing to regret about it, it's just that a red thread was broken, that's all, when the Yuelin Immortal gave him the red thread, he also said that it doesn't matter if the thread is broken continuously, and it doesn't matter.

But at this time, he could hear endless grief in Feng Yuan's voice, Feng Yuan's whole body seemed to be soaked in a vat of Coptis chinensis water, the devil master had never felt such a heavy pain on his body.

He pursed his lips, pulled his wrist out of Feng Yuan's hand, and said with some helplessness: "Okay, okay, the deity is gone."

Feng Yuan slowly put down his hand, returned to the stone table, raised his head and looked at the Demon Lord again.

His Majesty listened to his words, and now he was sitting obediently on the swing, looking at the red line on his little finger, as if in a daze.

He promised himself that he would definitely not regret it.

But Feng Yuan didn't feel any joy in his heart.

In the future, other people will take care of him, and he will eventually become a complete passerby in Xingru's life.

Although he doesn't ask for anything, he always thinks that if Xing Ruo has someone he likes in the future, it will still be him, and now this makes him completely sober.

At that time, Mengshu failed to help him find Xingru with the red thread in the heavenly realm. He said that there might be other reasons, but it turned out that there was no other reason, but that his relationship with Xingru was over.

In the past, he didn't believe in fate. He always felt that as long as it was what he wanted, no matter whether there was fate or not, he could always get it.

But he has fallen into the field he is today, and finally he has no choice but to believe it.

Back then when he was Ji Huaizhou, after returning from Northern Xinjiang, he had tried everything possible to figure out how to catch him, but now he had to learn how to let him go.

Feng Yuan smiled miserably, this is what he deserved.

He didn't know how long he could stay by Xingru's side like this, and how long he needed himself.

The devil leaned on the swing behind him and looked into the distance along the red line. Before that, the distance was vast. He moved his little finger, wondering what he was thinking.

The wind in the demon world has not stopped for a long time. The yellow sand is everywhere, covering the sky and the sun. It is impossible to see whether the opponent is a human or a ghost five steps away. Even the heaven has been affected. The frozen guards worked together to prop up a barrier, isolating all the wind and sand from the outside.

The scenery in the Jiuchongtian is as beautiful as before. After learning that Xingru Xianjun is not dead, Yuelin, Songzhou, and Heyi took a few jars of good wine and gathered in the Thousand Peach Garden to drink. After talking for a while, the three of them talked about Xingru Xianjun, and then sighed.

In the dark, everyone has a destiny. Who would have thought that Xingru, who was suffering from illness in Qiantaoyuan that day, would become the master of the demon world when he turned around?

The God of Fengyuan was not in the sky that day, did he know about it?

It's a pity that Xingru Xianjun has forgotten his past.

There is a saying in the world that Feng Shui takes turns, and it is probably like this now.

Peach blossoms fall one after another in the Thousand Peach Garden, with thick layers layered on top of each other, and a lot of white skirts spread out with ripples. The white boulders by the Tianhe River sleep quietly under the moonlight, and the water of the Tianhe River gurgling torrent.

Songzhou was drunk, holding a peach tree and crying non-stop, howling His Majesty, howling so sincerely and affectionately, Heyi quickly sealed his mouth, if he howls like this again Going down, it is estimated that the Heavenly Emperor Jianwu is about to howl.

And Yue Lin also drank a lot of wine. After coming out of the Thousand Peach Garden, she staggered across the Tianhe River. The cold river water did not wake her up, but made her even more drowsy. She clutched her forehead and looked around in a daze. Finding a red thread coming up from under the clouds, she chuckled, staggered over, and stretched out her hand to grab the red thread, but the red thread was so flexible that it seemed to avoid her fingers with disgust. He flew in the direction of Ziwei Palace.

Yue Lin was so angry that she immediately wanted to find a pair of scissors to cut the red line, but looking around, there was no scissors in her hand. She got up from the ground and chased after the red line, until she reached Ziwei. in the palace.

Strangely, after the red thread flew around the Ziwei Palace twice, it actually flew to the Ruomu tree behind the Changqiu Palace. The end of the thread rubbed against the trunk intimately, and then tied itself around .

Yue Lin looked at the scene in front of her and almost couldn't help laughing out loud, whose fate is so inexplicable, and who can have a marriage with Ruomu Shu, is it possible that the other end of the red line is also a tree.

It was just this smile that finally woke up the drowsy Yue Lin instantly. She vaguely felt that the red line on the tree in front of her was somewhat familiar, so she stepped forward quickly and checked the red line.

Isn't this the red thread she gave to Xingru Xianjun?How did the thread get tied to a tree?How is this going?

In an instant, countless questions drilled into Yue Lin's head, did her technique go wrong again?can't you?She has obviously tried many times.

Or is it that the Ruomu tree in front of him was transformed by the God of Fengyuan.

Thinking of the possibility, Yue Lin immediately gasped, God forbids the immortal to drink too much alcohol, God of Fengyuan saw her like this and wouldn't throw her directly into the Taixuan Pond.

She managed to calm down the worries in her heart, boldly stepped forward drunkenly, supported the Ruomu tree, and called out in trepidation: "God?"

The moon is as cool as water, the North Star arches over the stars, and no one responds.

Perhaps Shangshen was in a daze and didn't hear his call, Yue Lin paused, and called out again: "Fengyuan Shangshen?"

Still no one answered her, after Yue Lin yelled a few times in a row, she was getting a little drunk from the previous drinking, after thinking about it, she simply kicked the tree hard.

Thankfully, the Ruomu tree in front of him still didn't respond.

In this way, there must be a genuine, unquestionable, and true Ruomu tree in front of you, without any pretense.

A hundred swear words ran through Yue Lin's mind in an instant without repeating them. They had all heard of the heroic deeds of Feng Yuan Shangshen after Xingru Xianjun jumped off the immortal platform. God knew that the red thread she gave to Xingru Xianjun was finally tied to a Ruomu tree, but it was not much better than her kicking Fengyuan Shangshen's foot, so he couldn't kill her.

Yue Lin only felt that the time of his death was approaching.

Maybe it was the threat of death that made her more awake and stimulated her potential. Yue Lin's hand shone with silver light, and that silver light covered the red thread. Having fought against Yuelin's divine power, he reluctantly rubbed against the tree trunk, finally got down from the Ruomu tree, and slowly retreated under the clouds, as if it had never appeared before, and everything that happened before was caused by Yuelin fantasy.

Yue Lin breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the divine light from her fingertips, and collapsed directly under the Ruomu tree, gasping for breath, stroking her chest, praying to Xingru Xianjun and Fengyuan Shangshen, don't let her go any further. Something went wrong, and her heart wasn't that strong.

But is he that powerful?It can even change the red line.

Compared with this guess, Yue Lin still felt that the guess that there was a problem with the red line that he gave Xingru Xianjun before was more credible.

He was really too useless, Yue Lin groaned, tilted his head and fell asleep against the Ruomu tree.

The moon was shining brightly, and the hills in the distance became more and more hazy in the night.

Feng Yuan had almost refined the longbow in his hand, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he put the longbow aside, lay down on the stone table for a nap, the demon master on the swing opened his eyes at this time, saw After a while, he took off his robe and threw it on Feng Yuan.

And when he raised his head, he saw the red thread he released before, and it came back at some point, and it was resting on Feng Yuan's finger, as if he just moved slightly, and the red thread would come from him. fingertips falling.

The demon lord lowered his head and stared at the red line on his little finger for a while, and felt more and more that the fairy in the heavens was not reliable. What kind of red line is this? His reaction must be a bit slow.

He hesitated, and moved his fingers slightly, hiding the red line between him and Feng Yuan.

He is not a fool, he went to the heaven and heard a story, and those immortals all called him Xingru Xianjun in that story.

It stands to reason that when he was guarding Fengyuan a few days ago, he read some messy scripts, and immediately felt that Fengyuan regarded himself as a substitute.

But from the first time that fairy called him Xingru, he knew that he was probably that Xingru fairy, and Xingru jumped up to the immortal platform, and he could correspond to him now. superior.

Why is Feng Yuan staying in the Demon Realm now?

Do you want to reconnect with him?Still feel guilty?

The devil propped his chin and thought about it for a long time, but he had to figure it out. It happened that Suyin came to the garden. Seeing the devil's distressed expression, he immediately ran over to ask himself Is there anything that can relieve His Majesty's worries.

The Demon Lord really didn't think Suyin's brain could relieve his worries, but at this moment he also wanted to find someone to talk to himself, so he opened his mouth and said to him: "Isn't the God of Fengyuan a little too nice to this deity?" Already? He and the deity..."

As soon as the demon lord opened his head, he saw Suyin's eyes brighten in front of him. The demon lord was slightly stunned, stopped what he hadn't said, and wanted to see if Suyin had any unique insights. Then he heard Suyin ask him Asked: "Your Majesty, do you know everything?"

He looked at Suyin in front of him with some doubts, what did he know?

Does Suyin know something that she doesn't know?

Suyin chuckled, and said narrowly to the Demon Lord: "I have noticed all these days, God Fengyuan has treated you with heart and soul, caring and considerate, you are in his heart Definitely different."

Who doesn't know the virtue of that God of Fengyuan, that is, he was a little gentle when facing the demon lord.

The demon lord hummed lightly, and Suyin could say such reasonable words today, he couldn't help but treat Suyin's brain differently.

Suyin was affirmed by the demon lord, and she immediately puffed up her chest, feeling that she was so awesome that she could find out the truth so early. Liu Jia kicked him into Qingxue Lake because of this guess. She should really come here now to witness this historic scene.

He said proudly: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much. The relationship between our Demon Realm and the Heaven Realm is actually not too bad. It's okay even if it spreads in the Demon Realm that you have a godfather. When we were together, there was still a bit of resemblance, it was your own father at first glance, and I believe that many demons in the demon world must have guessed your relationship."

Well, this time the demon lord really knows, Suyin thinks that she has lived too long.

The demon master stood up from the swing, lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, and asked in a dark voice, "Shangshen's father? My dear father?"

I am like your uncle!