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Yuan Zhao was dumbfounded by his corpse being treated like this, and couldn't find a curse word to express his strange mood for a long time.

"Don't you hate me?" Kong Zaijin was a bit puzzled, "If you hate me, get up and kill me, okay?"

The corners of Yuan Zhao's eyes kept twitching: I just want you to get off the body of the demon.

"I humiliate you so much that you have to be female. You should hate me, right?"

Yuan Zhao couldn't help taking a step back, secretly said: Let my body go!

Kong Zaijin saw that the body under him didn't respond, and his shoulders seemed to be crushed by a heavy mountain.He put down his body and thighs, took out a dagger with many hidden patterns from somewhere, and solemnly handed it into the hands of the corpse.

The body of the demon was forced to hold the dagger, and Kong Zaijin wrapped his hands carefully around the ice-like hands of the demon's body, like holding a peerless treasure: "You take revenge, okay?"

After speaking, he tilted his head and waited for the shell's answer.

But he couldn't wait for the answer from the demon king, because that person could never speak.

The long silence was like a pool of stagnant water, trying to drown Kong Zaijin in despair.

He drew the hand of the body, and pressed the sharp cold light of the dagger against his heart: "As long as you open your eyes, I can die in front of you. You don't have to hate Jiuyou when you kill the enemy with your hands. So...so, you Wake up, wake up, I beg you, please..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." He seemed to be unable to breathe, and lowered his head helplessly, "It's all good, even if it's a thousand cuts, I'd be happy. As long as it's you, no matter what, I will All willing."

"Wake up, just take a look at me, okay?" Kong Zaijin pleaded, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Yuan Zhao sighed: If an apology is useful, what do you want me to do here?

Kong Zaijin was in a trance, holding the dagger and slowly stabbing it into his heart.The bright red blood slid down the skin and dripped on the body, blooming blood-red Bana flowers.

Blood dripped intermittently from top to bottom, unable to reach the yin and yang barrier between Kong Zaijin and Yuan Zhao.

Seeing the blood on the body, Kong Zaijin paused in the act of self-mutilation.

He looked blankly at the blood on his body, and suddenly his face turned pale with fright, as if he had caught a poisonous snake that was biting him, he slammed the dagger out!

Taking the snow-white tunic that was thrown aside to smear blood on the body, he said helplessly, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Like a child who has made a mistake, he doesn't seem to be able to do anything other than cover up his mistakes clumsily.

The blood gets dirtier the more it is wiped off, and it cannot be wiped off without water or purification techniques.

It took Kong Zaijin a long time to realize this, he got out of bed, put on his clothes and came back to fetch water to wipe the body.Blood dripped on the stitches on the abdomen of the body, and now, he could no longer ignore the scar.

He poured the water down in despair, sank into the bed, and hugged the body of the demon like a child without saying a word.

He doesn't care if the body is as cold as ice, he only cares that the body is still by his side...

The room should have been as silent as moonlight, but an extremely low choking sound echoed endlessly.

Who is it that engraves the pain vividly for the "hero of the demon world" who can no longer get a response?

"Alas." Yuan Zhao glanced at the first quarter moon tonight, and sighed in his heart: the body of the demon is about to dissipate.

The body of the demon seemed to have heard Yuan Zhao's secret words, and even shimmered a little bit!

Kong Zaijin was stunned, his eyes lit up with the starlight of hope, until a spot of light leisurely floated out of the window from the body of the demon, and returned to heaven and earth.

The light spot is not a sign of the demon king's awakening, but the beginning of the heavenly demon's body completely leaving Kong Zaijin.

"Don't, don't..." Kong Zaijin hugged the body of the demon tightly, as if he could leave the body forever, "If you get angry, just kill me, don't go, don't..."

"Don't...please, don't go, don't...leave me."

"I was wrong, I was wrong...don't go..."

"The food you cook is the best, don't go... please."

A few drops of tears passed through the hair of the demon's body, which had just melted back into the demonic energy, and fell on the bed.

There was nothing in Kong Zaijin's arms, but he still maintained the posture of holding the corpse, his eyes were dull, like a flat side of stagnant water, difficult to make waves.

Tears rolled down from his eye sockets, outlining the hopeless abyss thickly and colorfully.

"You're gone." His voice was unexpectedly calm, "No, not completely gone. Your spirit body is still there."

He is like a blind man, intending to hold a torch high in the dark abyss.

Yuan Zhao's throat was blocked for a while, but in the end he just sighed softly.

After the corpse was gone, Kong Zai asked someone to repair the tomb of the demon king.

The tomb of the devil's clothes gets bigger and bigger as he builds it up, and the more he builds it, the more luxurious he becomes.Kong Zaijin dismissed everyone when the Demon Lord's tomb was completed.In the silence, he exhausted all his strength and knelt down in front of the tomb of the demon lord.

Yuan Zhao could clearly see that Kong Zaijin's kneecap was smashed by his kneeling stubbornly.

The dense white bones pierced the flesh from the inside out, picking out the blood from several wine jars.

Under the control of Kong Zaijin, the meandering blood gurgled, and refused to dirty the grave of the demon king.

He just knelt like this, his face was pale, dripping with cold sweat, he knelt in front of the tomb of the devil's clothes until he passed out from the pain, and then he also knelt with his back straight.

The sun rises and sets, the moon weeps and the cicadas cry.

The great hero of the demon world had been kneeling and healed automatically before he stood up unsteadily and left in a daze.

Since then, every time he finished dealing with the affairs of the day, he went to sit and drink in his clothes tomb.Kong Zaijin was very good at drinking, no matter how strong the wine was, he never got drunk.

Kong Zaijin didn't get drunk when he drank, so it can be said that he used wine to drown his sorrows and make his sorrows worse.

Since Yuan Zhao's demon body disappeared, Kong Zaijin didn't sleep anymore.Every night he smiled and called the Demon Lord, looking for the Demon Lord's spirit body without stopping.Sometimes the spirit body was found on the dark roof beams, but Kong Zaijin couldn't touch the spirit body, and couldn't make the spirit body leave the beam.

He didn't mind, sat on the roof beam, and spent the night with the spirit body.

He became more and more gloomy and neurotic, but every time he saw Yuan Zhao's spiritual body, his eyes gathered a little bit of light, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He talks to spirit beings who don't understand anything.

He said everything, what he learned from the Seven Lords of the God Crow, what weaknesses he discovered about the Seven Lords of the God Crow, and Zhu Mo's hidden plan, he told the spirit body in detail.

Sitting on the dark roof beam, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and said, "As long as you find the source of eight samples, you can make a wish that will definitely come true. Do you want to come back?"

The spirit body floats quietly.

Kong Zaijin said: "I want you to come back."

The spirit remains unmoved.

Kong Zaijin smiled and said, "Is it because I can't learn to be content?"

Yuan Zhao sighed faintly.

Why bother?Why bother?

While thinking about Hongguang, you also remember hating me, but you don't know that Hongguang is me.

If you really like Hong Guang who is the incarnation of the Demon Lord, how do you hate the Demon Lord, so much that you want to kill me to relieve your injustice?

If...you really love me deeply, why would you be willing to stab me in the back?

Do you know that when I see you stepping on the stirrups in the enemy camp, with hatred in your eyes, wishing to dig out my heart with your own hands, no matter what, I will feel uncomfortable...

Kong Zaijin is very busy these days, he finds the ink demon who tattoos the face of the sinner, and asks the ink demon to teach him tattoo punishment.

Mo Yao was overjoyed to be favored by the prime minister, who was well-known to women and children in the demon world, and she should give it all her money.

Yuan Zhao knew that he was not normal from the day he hugged the body of the demon.

But it's also good, since he found such a new hobby, he doesn't have to say strange things to the spirit body, making himself in a trance.

Kong Zaijin studied very seriously, and after a few months of study, Mo Yao announced that he was leaving his teacher!

Contrary to Mo Yao's excitement, his expression was indifferent, and he was not affected by Mo Yao's joy at all.

Moonlight tilts like mercury.

Kong Zai took a selfie in the mirror, stroked the unparalleled handsome face, and smiled sarcastically, as if what was in the mirror were extremely pickled and disgusting maggots in the sea of ​​corpses.

He raised the tattoo knife, closed his left eye, and carved blood wounds on his left cheek without regret! !

Yuan Zhao frowned tightly.

He remembered that Kong Zaijin was afraid of pain, so he would not let Kong Zaijin get hurt intentionally or unintentionally, and let him feel a little pain, but now...Kong Zaijin is looking for pain for himself.

The person sitting on the bed, facing the cold and lonely moonlight, carved scars on his face without saying a word, ruining that stunning face to the point of blood.

Yaozu's healing speed is fast, so every time Kong Zaijin cuts, he unceremoniously hits the bones of the face.He put down the carving knife, with trembling fingers, dipped in the ink specially made by the ink demon, and applied it on the wound calmly.

Kong Zaijin tattooed two words on both cheeks.

That is the rune that is unique to Heavenly Demon and can only be passed on to heirs and queens.Those two words of magic text refer to Concubine Jin.

Facing the blood-ink skin in the mirror, which is neither a human nor a ghost, he pulled out a strange smile amidst the pain with satisfaction.

Yuan Zhao's throat was choked, and he stared blankly at the hero of the demon world, the concubine Jin who was furious and red-eyed when she knew that the demon king had named herself a concubine.

No one could understand the rune on Kong Zaijin's face.

Although tattooing is a form of punishment, everyone thought it was the prime minister's face, not tattoos, but his special tattoos to show his uniqueness.

Therefore, facial tattoos have become a fashion trend in the demon world.

And Kong Zaijin not only tattooed his face, he carved the word "Zhao" on his heart very sincerely and affectionately.

It seemed that he was full of love and affection, and he was writing his once-in-a-lifetime marriage letter meticulously, stroke by stroke.

Heart, arms, thighs, as long as he can reach, his indifferent expression is restrained, his smile is as sweet as a flower, and the movement of holding the knife is not slow, engraving the word "Zhao" one after another on his body.

Over the years, he has been haunted by the name of the Demon Lord.

From the moment he engraved the word "Concubine Jin", Yuan Zhao deeply realized that Kong Zaijin was crazy.

He couldn't leave, and could only wait for the spirit body to recover by Kong Zaijin's side.

He waited for nearly 30 years, and also watched the heroes of the demon world go crazy for 30 years.

Yuan Zhao often sat on the table, watching him deal with political affairs and implement his own plans in a gloomy, cold and uncertain way, and listening to him speak his noisy love words to the spirit body with a happy face and tenderness.

During the day, Kong Zaijin could order people to be killed without changing his face, killing the people who were unfavorable to him in the God Crow and the Demon Palace, and gradually took the power of the God Crow and the Demon Palace into his palm.He seemed to be more heartless and heartless than any strategist in the world.

When practicing, he can use all kinds of secret techniques to damage his foundation and overdraw his body desperately. He wants to be fast but not stable. He almost died in the process of practicing eleven out of ten times.He is so cruel to himself only because he can gain a firm foothold in the God Crow and realize his plan.

At night, he can take the spirit body to the river and force the whole city to put a lantern on the spirit body, like a young man who has just fallen in love, and asks the spirit body with a shy smile, "Does the lantern look good?"

A sword of crimson pearl destroys grievances and enemies, and nine thousand dark fires break the galaxy.

The jade pillow and gauze cupboard dream of the wind and moon, the quilt is cool and the brocade is greasy, and the lamp is cold.

Gongchou should moisten the blue sky, but the rain and snow tend to grow withered grass.

The sinful slave weeps the cinnabar, hates the love, and the king does not redeem.

During the 30 years of Kong Zaijin's life, he was insanely insane.

In the 30 years of Yuanzhao's time, another group of spiritual bodies was repaired, so that it would no longer be a blurry group, and even in the next few years it could turn into Yuanzhao's appearance before his death.

But the spirit body still can't speak, can't move.But that half of the spirit body can feel the attraction of Yuanzhao.So sometimes, when the spirit body floats to the roof beams, Yuan Zhao will bring the spirit body down and let the spirit body float on the bed.

Kong Zaijin once joked: "Why do you like waiting for me on the bed?" When he said this, he put his hands behind his back.Although the spirit body would not respond, Kong Zaijin would never let the spirit body see his hands stained with the enemy's blood.

Seeing that Kong Zaijin was so insane, Yuan Zhao could only sigh.

However, there is good news recently, that is, the spiritual body is almost repaired, and he can prepare to leave.

That night, Kong Zaijin was sitting in the tomb, with a spirit body sitting beside him.Kong Zaijin took a sip of his wine and said, "I can finally find you with only one search."

The spirit body was silent.

Kong Zaijin seemed to have heard the spirit body speak, and said with a smile: "I know I've made progress." After speaking, he said again: "30 years, the origin is gathered, and tomorrow I can make a wish to let you come back .are you happy?"

Yuan Zhao raised his eyebrows, and he heard the spirit body seem to hum.He floated over, and the spirit turned to look at him!

It was the first time that Kong Zaijin saw the spirit body turn his head, and he still turned to himself, surprised: "Did you hear me?"

The spirit body stood up, and Kong Zaijin also stood up with the spirit body.The spirit body walked towards Kong Zaijin step by step, Kong Zaijin's heart beat like a drum, ecstatically said: "Are you willing to come back?!"

But the spirit body bypassed Kong Zaijin, made a turn, and entered Yuan Zhao's body.

The joy on Kong Zaijin's face froze, he looked around, but he didn't see the spirit body.The corners of his eyes were red, and he said blankly: "The devil?"

The entire cloak mound was not lit, and it was pitch black.

Kong Zaijin walked a few steps, opened his lips several times, and then called out weakly and tremblingly: "The devil?!"

No one answered him, no one will answer him.

That night, Kong Zaijin yelled "Devil Lord" with a strong face and laughed, and searched for the spirit body in the Clothes Tomb more than 100 times.

He found the sun three poles from the middle of the moon, and he was still yelling "Devil Lord" hoarsely, quite hysterically.

It wasn't until someone came to call him that he realized that the spirit body was gone.

Finally, the spirit body also left him.

He was in a daze, as if he wanted to cry, but his eyes were so dry that he couldn't cry.

Like a puppy that has been completely abandoned, standing alone in Yuan Zhao's tomb, not at a loss.

But soon, his expression was extremely stern again, and he stepped out of the tomb.

God Crow has collected all the sources and is ready to start the ceremony.Zhu Mo glanced at him and said, "You are late."

Kong Zaijin said flatly, "I'm sorry."

At the beginning of the ceremony, the source turned into small light beads, just when they were fused and Zhumo reached out to touch, Kong Zaijin wiped Zhumo's neck with a knife!

Chilling the back of his neck, Zhu Mo turned his head in disbelief, only to see his subordinates fell to the ground at some point!

He was powerless, as if some suppression had stepped him on the ground!

Zhu Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, and actually laughed loudly: "You are crazy too! You are crazy too!! You burned all your cultivation bases!... No, more than that! You also burned the rest of your fate! Haha Ha ha……!"

Kong Zai glanced at Zhu Mo, and stroked the origin of the world.

In an instant, the whole world became pure white!

"You came."

Kong Zaijin looked around but saw no one.

"Everything is me, you don't need to look for me. Do you have any wish to wake me up?"

Kong Zaijin took a deep breath and said, "I want the Lord of the Demon Realm, the Demon King Yuanzhao, to come back to life."

"But isn't he always by your side? Now, he is too."

Kong Zaijin couldn't believe it, looked around, and confirmed that there was no one except himself, his heart sank again.He murmured: "Impossible. Last night, last night, even his spirit body disappeared..."

Yuan Zhao, who was right behind Kong Zaijin, sighed faintly: Although his spiritual body has returned, the two halves of the spiritual body have not completely merged.He can't go for now.

Kong Zaijin heard a vague sigh at the tips of his ears, his pupils trembled, but there was still only a vast expanse of white around him.

The corners of his eyes were red, and he shouted immediately: "I want to see him, I want to see him again!"

"Son, your real wish is not only that?"

Kong Zaijin was stunned, and then smiled wryly: "So what? I have made a big mistake, what right do I have to say..." He concealed the following words, and Yuan Zhao didn't know what he wanted to say.

"You burned your life to come here. What you paid a huge price to achieve is your deepest wish. Now I have heard it. Child, I have heard your wish."

"To bring that person back to life, you have to go back in time. I can't do it, but... someone can. I can make it all over again, and preserve the memory of you and your loved ones."

Kong Zaijin blinked, as if he was dazzled by the huge surprise, then he panicked and asked: "But he, will he forgive me?"

"You have to ask him, the one you love."

Yuan Zhao sighed.Then, he saw his body gradually becoming unreal, and knew that he was going to be taken back by the staff.

"Son, he is going to disappear now, let you take a look at him."

Kong Zaijin looked at the phantom figure that suddenly appeared beside him in astonishment, wanting to cry and laugh, but he couldn't laugh or cry all of a sudden.

He didn't dare to reach out, fearing to shatter the dream in front of him, so he shouted loudly: "The devil..."

Yuan Zhao turned his head sideways, and only had time to glance at Kong Zaijin, who seemed to have a thousand words to say, and then, the world fell into darkness again.

There was a discussion in my ear.

An anxious voice came, it was Long An's voice.Long An said: "Yuan Zhao has been sleeping for a month, spring is coming, why hasn't he woke up yet!"

"Oh my god, isn't he hungry?!" Teng Snake cried.

An impatient voice said: "Stop barking, both of you." It was Feng He.

"He's gone back." It was Kong Zaijin's voice, sounding extremely helpless.He said slowly: "Master is not from this world, he will go back sooner or later."

"What do you mean someone who is not from this world?" Feng He asked Yuan Zhao's doubts in a daze.

"Zhumo's lover Wu Xing, a person from another world, can only live for 200 years. Shizun and Wu Xing are from the same world, so... I wanted to keep Shizun, but it didn't work... Instead, I let Shizun go away. It's already..." Kong Zaijin finished stumbling.

"Tsk." Yuan Zhao said, he has been here for more than 200 years, okay?

Feng He was puzzled: "Which of you made a 'tsk' just now?"

Long An and Teng Snake both shook their heads.Then the three thought, could it be...? !

Sure enough, the three of them watched in shock as Yuan Zhao propped himself up and sat up.

The three of them were overjoyed: "You're awake!"

Kong Zaijin looked happy: "Master!"

Yuan Zhao stretched his waist and said leisurely, "I'm hungry."

After solving the stomach problem, Yuan Zhao commented sincerely: "This porridge is really unique."

The three of them: "..." At least this is still edible, what the three of them cooked is unbearable.

Kong Zaijin said weakly: "Change it next time."

Yuan Zhao glanced at him: "I'm already back, and I still need you to cook?"

Kong Zai bowed his head: "Then I will help Master."

"En." Yuan Zhao replied, then stroked Kong Zaijin's snowy hair.

Everyone present was shocked!

Kong Zaijin held his head in both hands in disbelief, like a fawn at a loss.

His voice trembled slightly, as if trying to suppress something, he called out, "Master?"

Yuan Zhao glanced at him, got up and left.

Kong Zaijin held his head stupidly, and subconsciously asked: "Master, where are you going?"

"Cooking. Are you going to have porridge at noon?"

Kong Zaijin seemed to finally realize that Yuan Zhao just touched his head, as if he had received the reward he dreamed of, his eyes lit up: "Master, I will help you." After speaking, he stepped forward and ran out.

"Follow you." Yuan Zhao's voice floated from afar.

In the yard, the remaining three people looked at each other.

The early spring wind blew past, Long An was taken aback, and asked: "Is this... forgiving Kong Zaijin?"

Teng Snake was also in a daze: "Should?"

Feng He pondered, and said: "I should forgive you. But we are still close to reconciliation."

During the month of Yuan Zhao's coma, Kong Zaijin's mental state had problems again. The three of them went to talk to Kong Zaijin in succession, for fear that Kong Zaijin would do the stupid thing of putting a knife on his neck again.

Fortunately, Kong Zaijin saw them coming to talk, so he also told them about the Three Realms.

Kong Zaijin seemed to force himself not to be depressed.

Suddenly, Long An pulled Feng He and kissed her.Feng He blushed and pushed him: "What are you doing?" Long An said with a smile, "I can eat the rice cooked by Yuan Zhao again, I am happy, let's celebrate." Feng He's mouth curled up: "Silly dragon."