Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

"It's like rain and snow... Gather together first... There is no day to die... Seldom see each other..." When he unconsciously hummed this song along with him, what was willing and unwilling in the depths of his mind belonged to him. Memories, or other people's memories, all come at the same time.

The memories of countless people flashed through his mind.

In the end, it sank slowly, leaving only two paragraphs, engraved into the bones.

A paragraph can't be forgotten.Self-blame, guilt, panic, pain, madness, are your own.

A section I dare not forget.He told himself that he could not erode, transform, absorb, or touch. For 1000 years, he had exhausted all his will to keep it intact, suppressed it in the deepest part of his consciousness, and even formed an independent personality... It was the most important person for him. .

Xiaohuai.

After all, my brother failed to fulfill his promise to protect you and prevent you from being hurt a little.

Even the one who hurt you in the end is myself.

"Ah...ah—" Tears and blood poured out from the eyes and mouth of the Tsing Yi Demon at the same time, his roar hoarse.Those who fought in the tomb, those who wanted to get the ring, those who guarded silently, and those who waited timidly... They were all shocked when they heard this sound, and felt that the devil's breath in the tomb was once again entrenched. Where the devil is, his eyes are full of vigilance and fear.

The poisonous demon and the beast demon immediately ran back to where the demon master was, "Master!" "Master!"

But it was blown away by the violent magic breath.

"Xiaohuai...Xiaohuai..." The demon in green staggered up from the ground, with blood and tears on his face, panic, bewilderment, and pain. "Brother didn't expect it to be like this...Brother never thought that one day he would hurt you..."

He spoke in pain, looked around blankly, saw the fool sitting on the ground, and stumbled towards him.

Completely ignoring that there was still a magic knife scurrying around in his body, his whole body was bleeding continuously.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the devil with a broken finger on his left hand and covered in blood, walking towards the idiot sitting on the ground step by step.

"Brother has been trying to find a way to return it to you... to return yours... to you..." Walking behind the idiot, the long blood-stained hair dragging on the ground at the demon lord's feet all over the idiot The whole body is wrapped in the past. "Can you forgive my brother...?"

After finishing speaking, he slowly bent down along the wrapped long hair, and stretched out his arms from behind to hug the person who was bound tightly by the long hair. "I'm sorry... my brother didn't protect you well... I'm sorry... my brother didn't accompany you to explore the Six Realms... I'm sorry..."

His voice faded from the deep and thick sentence of thousands of voices to a thin and low voice, from thousands of people to one person. "I'm sorry... let you down... sorry... hurt you... sorry... Xiao Huai... Xiao Huai... Xiao Huai..."

The distant voice in the deep memory suddenly echoed, it was the pain that echoed in my mind over and over again for thousands of years:

"Brother, brother! You are already very strong, and you really don't need to do the thing of devouring the yuan anymore. If you devour other people's inner yuan, you will also devour other people's memories. For a period of time, you won't be like yourself. I am very scared. Can you stop practicing Yuan Devouring Demon Art?"

"Is it to become stronger or to protect me? If you continue like this, you will soon become no longer my brother! How can you protect me?! I thought about it as early as the time of the blood demon lord, it is my brothers together So what if you die in his hands?! How can you practice this yin-damaging magic art without any future problems, if you... if you...what should I do?"

"Brother...Brother...don't practice, okay? I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself, I'm afraid you'll devour too many people and you won't be able to tell who you are in the end...I'm afraid you'll forget me and never recognize me again. Don't leave me, brother... don't practice, okay?"

Self-blame, fear, remorse and pain are unbearable in the end, and every sentence is like a knife twisting:

"I told you a long time ago...don't practice it anymore...why didn't you listen...?"

"What does the Heavenly Ruin Demon Realm care about it...? What does the battle in the Demon Realm care about...? He doesn't want us to go back...we won't go back...to wander through the six realms together...to see anecdotes...to listen to the six worlds... Gossip in the world... read all the beauties in the world... eat all the delicacies in the world... be the most chic person... live the happiest life... haven't you already made an appointment? What's wrong? You said wait for you to pull out Yaodao, if you have the ability to protect me, just accompany me...I have been waiting for you."

"Brother... In fact, it doesn't matter whether you can protect me or not... I am not afraid of death, nor danger... As long as we brothers live happily together... We will live a few days... We will be happy every day... Just the best..."

"Brother...Brother...don't be sad...I don't blame you."

"Ah—" The heart-biting pain is unforgettable.

In the tomb, more and more long hair wrapped around the idiot who was sitting on the ground casually, and the idiot who was picking monster fungus and smirking was suddenly covered by jet black dazzling black hair, and kept struggling in panic and discomfort. "Ohh Ohh ohh……"

Bloody tears rolled down from the eyes of the Tsing Yi demon suddenly, he knelt behind the fool, lowered his head against the fool's back tightly, let out a hoarse and vague growl, as if crying.

The crying sound became low for a while, hoarse for a while, and it made people stunned and shocked.

"I'm leaving, from now on, you take good care of yourself." Suddenly, he seemed to hear this sentence from his mouth.The next moment, the powerful and terrifying pressure of the demon breath in the tomb was instantly gathered, firmly covering the two demons bound together by black hair by the blood pool.

Pei Yan suddenly saw the demon in blue and turned his head to look over.

The eyes are clear and clear, seeming to be warm, but full of lingering grief and pain, sorrow and silence, they are looking at themselves.

He slightly opened and closed his lips, and actually opened his mouth to himself.

"Thank you for your trust in Luo Huai."

The voice is gentle but pale, like Luo Huai's voice, but clearly not.

"I also apologize to you on behalf of Luo Huai for failing to keep your promise to escort you out of the city."

Pei Yan felt his heart tighten for a moment, and he called out almost instinctively: "...Luo Huai!"

"Luo Huai is me, the devil is me, and neither is me." At that moment, he showed a gentle and easy-going smile exactly like Luo Huai, closed his eyes and leaned behind the fool, leaning on him quietly: " My name is Luo Cang."

The Poison Demon, Flame Demon, Sword Demon, and Beast Demon all recalled the day when they first saw him outside Wanmo City.

The dark long clothes floated far away, and the overlong black hair fluttered and danced. With his back to the five demons, he paced quietly under the night sky outside the city of ten thousand demons, like a lonely soul with no home or direction.

At that time, he should not have gone crazy... His voice was also so desolate and distant, unintentional.

Gently and slowly asked them: "Entering the city... What are you doing?"

Later, reciting Luo Huai, retreating, cultivating, and devouring Yuan, his voice became more and more crazy, and his breath became more and more violent. He led the five demons to devour the inner Yuan of foreign immortals and demons. He became the demon lord who everyone said was insane.

But the poisonous demon and the others were frightened by the powerful demonic breath around him from the beginning to the end, and they never dared to look up at him.

In the next moment, a source of magic power that was so powerful as to shake people's minds was pushed away from the blood pool.

"Wuyuan!" The immortal in white was the first to be alert, and grabbed the blue-clothed demon in front of him, and threw himself on the five-colored demon fungus all over the ground.

The ghost king then protected Princess Qionghua and retreated to the corner.

The young master of the Demon Realm and the great fire vulture were startled, but also dodged.

With a bang, the devil's breath and Yuan power swayed, and wherever it went, the broken walls and high rocks of the tomb were blown away... The blood of the devil was splashed, and the bones were broken and the flesh exploded.

Pei Yan was firmly protected by Guchen Xianjun, blood splashed in his wide-open eyes, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Luo Huai—"

The magic element blew itself up.

"Master!!!" The four demon generals exclaimed in pain in disbelief, their liver and gallbladder were torn apart by the impact of the explosion of the magic yuan, and their internal organs were shattered, and they rushed forward desperately. "Owner--"

"I'll get out of here soon!" The ghost king said with all his might, "The power of this demon is too strong, and the tomb here can't bear it at all! Dust!"

As she spoke, she condensed the remaining ghost energy, wrapped Princess Qionghua inside, and pushed towards the stone door at the corner of the tomb first.

The immortal in white grabbed Pei Yan's arm and led him towards the stone gate without hesitation, but his figure faltered in the next moment, his feet staggered, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Luo Hanzhou! What's wrong with you?!" Pei Yan turned his eyes and saw his dark face and pale lips, and his heart twisted immediately.

"It's nothing." The white-clothed immortal said this in a very low voice, then got up again and wrapped the spirit vines around him, leading him away.

The ghostly spirit pushed Princess Qionghua far away, and the ghost king pursed his lips to follow. He suddenly remembered that when the poisonous demon needle was shot at himself who was just awakened from the wound, the young master of the demon world quickly threw it at him with a flick of his sleeve. A thing used to knock down magic needles.

At that time, I heard a "ding dong", it should have fallen into...

A ghostly energy silently sneaked into the surging pool of blood.

The power of the demonic energy was raging, and the gravel, flying sand, monster fungus, and broken stones in the tomb were all instantly turned into dust in the violent demonic energy.

When the Young Lord of the Demon Realm and the Fire Vulture were fleeing towards the stone gate, they saw the Ghost King supporting himself on the stone wall of the tomb with one hand, as if struggling, he immediately threw off the Fire Vulture and rushed to the Ghost King.

"What are you delaying!" With the power raging, the young master of the demon world quickly raised the void fan in his hand and swung a crack, grabbed the ghost king and dragged her in, and then disappeared into the crack.

Seeing that they had all left, the fire vulture demon turned around and kept looking around in the gravel and monster fungus all over the ground. He was struck by the power of the tomb several times, causing severe pain in his heart and vomiting blood. When he was on the verge of accepting the limit, he saw the ring inlaid with the blood-colored jade falling into the monster fungus in the corner.

The fire vulture demon covered his bleeding mouth and nose with one hand, and picked up the ring tremblingly with the other hand, his eyes flashed with excitement.

From now on, people in the six realms will all look up to me!

On the street of Wanmo City, all the demons heard the movement, and when they looked up, they saw the entire Blood Demon Palace in the middle of the Demon City trembling faintly. Not long after, the huge Blood Demon Palace collapsed suddenly, leaving only a cloud of flying ash and dust.

"Yo?" On the top of the dark building, the enchanting and charming Dove Demon looked at the direction of the Blood Demon Palace, and the corners of his lips curled up, not without interest: "What happened?"

The six of Pei Yan fled the Bleeding Demon Palace hundreds of feet away in embarrassment. Looking at the collapsed Demon Palace, they felt lingering fear. He said to himself: "Why did the devil blew himself up?! Are we safe now?"

The six people were seriously injured. Hearing the words of the princess of the human world, she didn't answer for a while. Pei Yan stared blankly at the blood demon palace where the embers had not fallen, and the last words that person said were still echoing in his ears:

"Luo Huai is me, the devil is me, and neither is me. My name is Luo Cang."

Luo Cang.

He should be Luo Huai's elder brother, and also the devil's master, and even the master recognized by the city of ten thousand demons and the five demon generals thousands of years ago.

What did he mean by "hurt", "give you back what's yours", and "sorry"?

When Pei Yan thought of something, his eyes suddenly trembled.

Is it...

"This king thinks... a thousand years ago, Luo Cang practiced devil art to the point where he couldn't control himself, so much so that he devoured the person he least wanted to hurt, so he went crazy." , and said at the same time: "The magic power he cultivated has the ability to devour the essence, and it can also make people lose their souls and become stupid. It is very likely that it can also devour that person's memory, so there will be a suspected double soul in him. A contradictory move. The memories of other people who were swallowed by him should have been transformed and absorbed, but he tried his best to preserve the memory of his brother who was swallowed by him, and even gave up his own will to protect Luo Huai's will. As time went on, He also thought that he was Luo Huai."

After hearing this, Princess Qionghua felt a ripple in her eyes: "Then he didn't remember his brother when he was Luo Huai... he didn't remember the devil... because..."

"Because of guilt...because of fear...Luo Cang deleted himself from his brother's memory..." Pei Yan subconsciously said.

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something, his expression shook again, his heart couldn't help twisting, and he suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the Blood Demon Palace.

The immortal in white seemed to have sensed something at this moment, and the aura around him suddenly trembled.

Suddenly there was a rush of coughing sound from the dusty embers, and a figure struggled to crawl out from the powder ruins where the Blood Demon Palace was located.

Princess Qionghua let out an "ah" and immediately retreated in fright.

The big fire vulture demon reacted the most, and the moment he saw it, he stabbed at him mercilessly with the flaming thorn spear in his hand.

"Stop!" Pei Yan yelled, endured the pain and swung a water whip to strangle the fire vulture's thorny spear.

"Meddle in your own business!" The Fire Vulture demon was about to strike again, but when he saw Immortal Lord Guchen's gaze, he retracted the thorn spear coldly.

When I go back and put on the Demon Emperor's ring to confirm that he recognizes the Lord, it won't be too late to deal with you pair of sluts!

The man was wrapped in layers of black hair, and a strong magic breath circulated around him, separating him from all the dust and foreign objects surging around him.

The Young Lord of the Demon Realm watched him tear away the long hair that was tied to his body, struggled to get free, and walked while picking it up... His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Where did you get so much hair..." He muttered softly, still picking up the long hair on his body, when he looked up, he saw Pei Yan and six people in front of the ruins of the Demon Palace looking straight at him, stunned for a moment.

The man stood in front of the billowing dust after the fall of the Blood Demon Palace, looked at Pei Yan and the others for a moment, and after a moment of silence, suddenly laughed. "You are all fine, did you get the Blood Demon Ring and defeat the demon lord and several demon generals?"

Princess Qionghua's eyes widened suddenly: "Hey? You, you are...!"

The man who was dressed in filthy clothes that were even more dilapidated than a beggar looked back at Princess Qionghua for no reason, and said softly, "What's wrong, Your Highness? Suddenly you don't recognize me?" Noticing the dirty, dirty and disheveled long hair on his head, he stood in front of the six people and thought about it: "I wonder if Luo Huai will help you after he arrives? The demon sword...I didn't pull it out later, but I don't remember how you fought against the demon generals after you pulled it out..."

He turned his head to look at the Blood Demon Palace that had already been reduced to flat ground, feeling both emotional and relieved: "It seems that you have finally defeated the Demon Lord and the remaining Demon Generals. It is a blessing that you are safe and sound."

Princess Qionghua looked at the ragged man in front of her, who was supposed to be the filthy fool in the tomb, and for some reason felt her heart suffocate, and she couldn't breathe for a while. "You, you don't remember that the poisonous demon said...the devil is your brother...brother..."

The demon in front of him immediately looked up at Princess Qionghua, and asked earnestly, "Is he?"

"He..." Princess Qionghua stared at him blankly, speechless.

The demon in front of her interrupted her very casually: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, it's just that Luo Huai has never met the demon master, and he doesn't remember having any older brothers, so he doesn't insist on it. "

All of a sudden, all words were lost.

Pei Yan looked at him, and suddenly felt his chest trembling and numb, numbly tingling.

——"Brother has been trying to find a way to return it to you...to return your...to you..."

——"Can you forgive my brother...?"

—— "I'm leaving, from now on, you take good care of yourself."

He really returned all the memories and internal elements that had been swallowed, and even returned the memories he had experienced for him in the past 1000 years.

The only selfishness and cowardice is that he cut himself out of his memory forever.

From then on, he is Luo Huai, the landlord of Qunfang Zhengyan Building, a demon with a free and easy nature in this city of ten thousand demons.

But it will never be anyone's brother.

He will no longer have a brother in his memory, and he will never think of the person he once loved most—named Luo Cang, who is his biological brother and the most important relative in his life.

Once regarded him as life, loved him deeply.

Suddenly, he recalled how fiercely, desperately, and without self-pity when the demon lord in the Ten Thousand Mortons tried his best to protect Luo Huai, who was still a fool.

——Even though I am crazy and you are stupid, I still know that you are the one I should protect.