Birdseye

The demon master fell asleep on the swing, the sun fell on him from the gaps between the branches and leaves, and fell on his eyelids, he seemed to feel something, murmured in a low voice, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and continued to sleep go.

The clouds in the sky rearranged and stacked together, and soon blocked all the sunlight from the demon world, and the cold wind came from the sky carrying snow particles, and the wooden man could not easily support the demon lord like Feng Yuan. When the enchantment came, he could only take off his outer robe and put it on the demon lord, as clumsy as an ordinary mortal.

After the devil woke up, he opened his eyes and took a look at the robe on his body. It was piled up under his head, his left leg was bent and stepped on the rope on the other side, and his right leg was hanging down from the swing.

Seeing that he was awake, the wooden man handed him a cup of tea, and asked by the way: "What do you want to eat? I'll make some for you."

The demon master tapped his right foot on the ground, and with a little force, he swayed on the swing. He said to the wooden man, "there should be no kitchen in the palace."

Wooden man: "..."

The devil looked at the gloomy sky above his head, and a few fragments flashed in his mind, but they were fleeting. He didn't have time to catch them. The cold wind became more and more bitter, blowing the grape leaves and rattling, and the rolling mountains in the distance There is still a lot of unmelted snow on the ground, like a large piece of Udumbara flowers. After a while, the demon master came back to his senses, and he said to the wooden man: "I want to go to the world to have a look tomorrow, you Come with me?"

The wooden man smiled and nodded.

Now he has the memory of Feng Yuan and his feelings, but he doesn't have his cultivation, but if he just goes to the human world, there shouldn't be any surprises, besides, the four gods in the heaven are now in the Nine Nether Realm, There is no one in the world who will be the opponent of the devil.

The demon master jumped off the swing, stretched his waist, wandered into the sunset forest, and fought with the demons who hadn't had time to escape. Soon there were wailing in the sunset forest, and the wooden man On the side, watching him quietly.

When all the demons fell down, the demon lord turned back to look at the wooden man, and the eyes of the two intertwined in mid-air. The demon lord was even more puzzled. He always felt that Feng Yuan's return this time seemed to be different from before. But what is different, he can't say it himself.

When I came to the world, it was the New Year's Eve in the world, the lights of thousands of houses, the sound of firecrackers, the stars were frightened by the sound, and hid behind the clouds, only an amber crescent was hanging on the top of a tall tree superior.

People come and go in the streets and alleys, and when they meet, they say auspicious words. The devil walks slowly, as if there is a barrier separating him from the world. Although he is in the world, he is a person with no one. Passers-by who care about, even if there is a wooden person by his side, his heart is still inexplicably lost.

The wooden man turned his head, his face was extraordinarily gentle under the light, he suddenly raised his hand, stretched out his hand to gather the hair hanging from the demon lord's forehead behind his ear, and asked him softly: "What's wrong? You don't look very happy? Who caused it? You're angry?"

The demon master was stunned, and looked up at the wooden man, his figure was reflected in the wooden man's eyes, and the dim lights, at this moment, this scene slowly overlapped with the past film, and the fireworks exploded above his head with a bang, as if The flowers were in full bloom, and thousands of silk threads were drooping down like rain, but they disappeared without a trace in a very short period of time.

The wooden man looked down at him for a while, as if he was still treating him as a child, raised his hand to stroke his head, took his hand again, and led him to the street.

This blow seemed to pull the devil into the human world, he lowered his head for a look, but he didn't pull away after all.

They walked slowly through the crowd, some were humming brisk songs, some were holding up their lanterns to invite God, and some were standing on the attic, looking down at the bustling world of mortals, this road would never end.

"Xing Ru!"

Someone called him that.

But obviously that person was beside him, but he heard the voice coming from behind.

The devil turned his head, trying to find that person in the bustling crowd, he saw countless handsome, ugly, angry, and joyful faces, but these were not what he wanted to see.

"What are you looking at?" The wooden man turned his head and asked him.

The demon master pursed his lips, shook his head, and did not speak.

After a few bangs, several fireworks rose into the air, and they exploded at the same moment, illuminating the deep night sky as bright as day, and in an instant, they flew across the sky like a shooting star, and they were inadvertently invisible.

After returning from the human world, the devil locked himself in the bedroom and did not come out for a long time. The glazed lamp cut through the long night. He sat on the bed alone, playing with the peach blossom next to the pillow, and thinking about Fengyuan's recent past What is going on.

After much deliberation, he couldn't figure it out. He tested him a few times when he was in the human world, at least Feng Yuan's brain should be fine.

A soft sigh echoed in the bedroom, the demon master put down the peach blossoms in his hands, and closed his eyes, he seemed to be sleeping in the rain of peach blossoms in a thousand peach gardens, the black-clothed God stepped on the peach blossoms all over the ground, and walked towards him slowly , he looked down at himself, his gaze changed from indifference to despair.

When the Demon Lord opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight. It was very strange why the corners of his eyes seep out of water, so he wiped it casually, put on a robe and walked out of the bedroom.

Suyin looked at him a little strangely in the past few days, with a hint of condemnation vaguely, as if she was looking at a heartless person who abandoned his wife and son.

Liu Jia was sitting on the bank of Qingxue Lake playing the piano, and Su Yin ran over in a hurry, wanting to criticize the half-hearted behavior of the demon lord with her, but Liu Jia didn't agree with him, and even felt that the people around His Majesty were too few.

Su Yin looked at Liu Jia in shock, she didn't expect her to be such an unfaithful woman, and then Liu Jia kicked him into Qingxue Lake.

A blood-red moon hangs in the sky outside Gengshi City, densely packed floating corpses float on the river surface, ghost energy hovers over it, and soon they are all sucked into the Nine Nether Realm, and the stele spirits outside the Nine Nether Realm sit on the stone tablet with their heads down However, if the Nine Nether Realm is destroyed, he should also dissipate into the world along with the Nine Nether Boundary Monument.

He turned his head, and there were some withered petals at the entrance of Nine Nether Realm, and some red moss grew in the gap between the bricks. She died here at that time.

Life and death are but a moment, looking back, all kinds of prosperity are just a big dream.

Stele Spirit sighed, leaning against the stele and closing his eyes.

All the ghosts and ghosts in the Artemisia forest had dissipated, and countless gravels were turned into powder in the hurricane. When the wind subsided, the world was silent, and lingering blood rain fell from the sky, falling on Fengyuan's black robe, It fell on his smooth forehead.

After the heavenly demon in the seal found that he could not get out in a short time, he began to concentrate on absorbing the evil spirit in the Jiuyou territory that Si Quandu had entered before. The cracks on the seal were closing at an extremely slow speed. His face was as sinking as water, his eyes were dim, and his movements quickened, forming golden seals one after another.

In mid-air, Siquan and Jianwu fought for a long time, without losing the wind at all, but became stronger and stronger. Jianwu had already spent too much divine power on the seal of the demon before, and now he was a little bit reluctant, and the two divine lights intertwined Together, like a red sun rising, the radiance is shining everywhere, breaking through the darkness that shrouds the territory of Jiuyou.

Si Quan poured divine power into the long sword in his hand, and swung it down again, the divine light shattered, and Jian Wu spat out blood, but he didn't take half a step back.

Si Quan smiled, looked up at Feng Yuan, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "How long can you hold on like this?"

Feng Yuan didn't speak, as if he didn't hear his words, Jian Wu wiped away the red blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Si Quan, with a little regret in his expression, and asked: "Si Quan, why are you like this?"

"How could this be?" Si Quan said softly, with the corners of his mouth curled up and his brows stained with a smile, "I just want you to taste the pain I have suffered. People torture and kill people, but they are helpless, they can’t do anything, and they have to pretend to forget everything, I just want you to do the same, to taste this kind of pain.”

The cold wind blew and the rain of blood swayed, Jian Wu was unmoved, his eyebrows seemed to be covered with frost and snow, he said coldly: "If you hadn't left a puppet in the Wangchen Thunder Formation at that time, I would have suffered nine Wangchen attacks for you. Lei, definitely won't be as distressed as today."

"Heavenly Emperor, Jianwu, do you think you will never regret it?" Si Quan laughed lowly and mocked, "Look at Feng Yuan, isn't he what you look like now?"

"Back then, it was his decree that made the immortals who had returned from calamities see their past. Since then, no immortal monarch has fallen into demons and disturbed the reincarnation of the world, but he is bound in a cocoon. In order to see him again, Xingru was tortured in the heartless sea. After a hundred years of torture, he doesn't know anything, but just be his high god in the heaven, is this what he wants?"

Feng Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he knew that this incident was a punishment that he could never escape in this life, but he would not fall into the demons like him just because of Si Quan's few words.

Si Quan didn't mind either, he continued: "Feng Yuan, how did you treat Xingru when you were in the heaven? He was tortured by the dream barrier of the ruthless sea for so many years, but you gave the awakening dream fruit to him casually. Give it to Xi Gu, you go to the Thousand Peach Garden to look for Wei Lu, did you see at that time that he was stuck in a dream barrier, shed a lot of blood, and called out to His Highness, did you ever look back at him ?”

"Do you feel very painful and sad now? At that time, Xingru was also like you now?"

Si Quan laughed while talking, seeing the bitterness on Feng Yuan's face, his laughter became louder, "You forget the past when you come back from calamity, but even so, he still doesn't want to forget If I hadn't helped him in the end, he might have to be tortured by you again in the heavens."

It shouldn't be like this, if Si Quan hadn't pushed him down to the Xiantai, maybe...

Maybe they should all be fine in heaven.

But at that time, if he didn't think that Xingru lost his soul under the immortal platform, Feng Yuan probably wouldn't have made up his mind to go to Wangchen Leizhen to retrieve those forgotten memories.

Right and wrong, cause and effect, who can tell clearly?

Feng Yuan finally opened his mouth, his voice was cold, and only when he listened carefully could he hear a slight tremor at the end of his voice, he asked, "Did you push him off the immortal platform?"

"Yes," Si Quan nodded without any regrets, "I heard that he is now the Lord of the Demon Realm, how wonderful it is."

As soon as he raised his hand, a water mirror appeared in front of Feng Yuan's eyes, and what was reflected on it was the scene in the demon world.

The grapes in the garden behind the magic palace were all ripe, and there were clusters of purple gemstones hanging on them. The demon master in white was sitting lazily on the swing, and ordered the wooden man to help him pick the best bunch.

Feng Yuan knew it would be like this, this is what he hoped for.

Seeing that the wooden man has replaced him by Xingru's side, he is still heartbroken and in pain like a knife.

But he hoped that Xingru would never know, never find out.

Si Quan waved away the water mirror, clapped his hands, and sighed: "It's really touching, do you regret Feng Yuan? Do you regret it?"

Feng Yuan lowered his eyes, did not speak, and only held a golden seal with one hand, covering the seal until his cultivation base was exhausted, and he became annihilated.

As if Si Quan had already heard the answer he wanted, he lowered his head and smirked for a long time, then murmured: "But I don't think it's enough, it's not enough..."

How is it enough?Si Quan looked up at the sky above his head, and the blood rain fell on his face, as if no matter what he did, it was not enough.

None of his children can come back.