The Devil is My White Moonlight

Four years later.

During the New Year's Eve, people in Yiyun Town still spend their days leisurely.

The teahouse was full of people, and a storyteller was talking on stage.

The door of the teahouse was suddenly pushed open, bringing in a burst of cold air, and a young man in black walked in.

He has an ordinary face, but for some reason, it makes people feel chilling and alienated. After everyone glanced at him, they didn't dare to look at him again, and then turned to look at the storyteller on the stage.

"Today we are talking about the battle in the Demon Realm four years ago!

At that time, spiritual pulses and earth fires appeared frequently in various places, and people in the three realms were about to die. Just opposite the teahouse in the Moyun Medicine Hall, the demon king Aguluo stepped forward and went to the Flame Valley, kill the flame beasts, collect the ground fire, and save the Three Realms at once.

Who would have thought that later, just when they were exhausted from the battle, the Northern Demon Lord Asabo actually sent troops southward, approaching the Southern Demon Palace City, and wanted to eliminate this opponent while the Demon Lord was seriously injured..."

The guest in black asked for a pot of tea and a plate of snacks, and ate and drank leisurely, but his eyes looked out of the window. The cold wind blew by, and he seemed to see the heavy snow in the Demon Realm four years ago.

Asabo attacked while taking advantage of the heavy snow.

Although Canaan was ready to face the battle, everyone was beating drums in their hearts when the army of the Northern Demons was pressing down on the border, until Gu Qingqiao entered the battlefield.

This young man who was respected as the "monarch" by everyone, but was regarded as a puppet by most people, slapped everyone who despised him.

He is in a black robe with a silver spear, leading a mixed team of humans, demons, and demons, and pierces directly into the heart of the enemy army. The silver spear is invincible and unstoppable.

What's even more frightening is that his demon energy is endless.

On the battlefield where there were endless killings, there were countless casualties, and the demonic energy remaining in the air was like black mist, condensed and lingering, adding more unknown dangers to the battlefield.However, when Gu Qingqiao rushed into the battlefield and set off a vortex of spiritual power, all the black mist swirled with the wind and was sucked into his body for his own use.

Facing such a terrifying opponent, what chance is there for winning?

As a result, poisoning and assassination followed one after another, and his life was on the line five times and three times, but he survived them all.

Gradually, when everyone called out the word "Devil Lord", their tone became more and more fearful, and their expressions became more and more respectful.

He is like a god of killing, galloping freely on the battlefield.

However, few people know that whenever the Demon Lord returns to his huge tent, he will take off his armor, carefully wash off the blood on his body, and sit quietly beside a huge ice coffin, looking tenderly at the white clothes lying inside. Xianjun.

"Ah Yun, I won another city today. We are one step closer to the Beimo Palace."

"Ah Yun, I remember that you used to fight with the Northern Demons, and you liked the cavalry to charge straight at the enemy, split the enemy into several sections with a fast charge, and then break through one by one. Today I also used your fighting method, it is really great Complete victory. My Ah Yun is really smart!"

"Ah Yun, today Asabo sent monsters to be the vanguard. Huge monsters galloped forward, and the ground was cracked by their footsteps. Guess what? The copper coin turned into a huge leopard and led us The demonic beasts went straight up, frightened the opponent's horror beasts and turned their heads to run away, but trampled their army to pieces."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. Do you still remember Xiao Feng'er we rescued back then? His father's family is actually the largest beast breeder in Nanmo, and our monster army was bought from him. Little Feng'er said, when you wake up, you must go to their tribe, he left you a few kittens, but Tong Qian got angry and ignored him for the past few days..."

"Ah Yun, today is the New Year, we haven't celebrated the New Year together yet, how about we spend next year together?"

"Ah Yun, I miss you so much, when will you wake up..."

The young Demon Lord fought all the way, and finally forced himself under the gate of the Northern Demon Palace.

The gate of the magic palace was closed, but there was no guard.

This attack was overwhelming, and the cities of Beimo turned their backs one after another.

Asabo's tyranny has aroused people's dissatisfaction for a long time. This time, for the Southern Expedition, he actually ordered all the teenagers over ten years old from every family to join the war. The Beimo family wailed, and the enemy finally defected.

At this moment, he has betrayed all relatives, leaving only this palace.

Gu Qingqiao ordered someone to break open the palace gate, and together with Zhang Jinjin, Qin Le, Luo Qingwen, Zhu Yicheng and others, led a small group of guards into the inner hall of the palace city.

There was silence.

In Asab's bedroom, there was faint black smoke coming out.

When they opened the door of the hall, the hall was already on fire.

After taking the risk to open the black gold nine-dragon lock, people discovered that Asabo opened Lan Jing'er's jade coffin, hugged Lan Jing'er's body, and had already performed his own kung fu and died for a long time.

Regardless of lamenting for him, Zhang Jinjin led Gu Qingqiao and the others to the Demon Ancestor Sacrifice Hall in a hurry.

The sacrificial hall is still the same as before, quiet and solemn.

Spirit tablets hung all over the wall, and the portraits of the demon ancestors of the past swayed gently in the breeze.Gu Qingqiao raised his eyes and found the Demon Ancestor thousands of years ago. The old man looked down at him with a kind face and a smile.

And in front of him was the portrait of his father, the previous Demon Lord.

Different from other portraits, the portrait of the father is standing sideways, and the man in the painting has distant eyes, quietly looking at a woman painted in very light colors.That woman has elevating eyebrows and clouded temples, her eyes are like pearls, and she has an innocent smile. Behind her is a pattern decorated with deer antlers.

Gu Qingqiao respectfully bowed three times to the ranking of the demon ancestors of the past, and said coldly: "Move away!"

Immediately, a guard moved forward to remove the altar. Zhang Jinjin took the copper coins and searched the wall from memory, and soon found the wall brick with a special pattern engraved on it.

In the small pavilion behind the brick wall, the soul lamp has already been taken out by copper coins, and nothing else can be found.

The copper coin meowed, and turned to look at Gu Qingqiao.

Gu Qingqiao squatted down and carefully observed the wall brick. The patterns of layers of antlers are so familiar. Where have you seen this before?

"Devil...Senior Brother Gu." Luo Qingwen spoke softly, and stuffed something into Gu Qingqiao's hand.

It's that jade.

On the way to Linmoyuan, the saint happened to pass by Jinxiu Village, and saved Luo Qingwen's grandfather, leaving behind this jade.

The walls are dusty and colorless.Jade Jue jade is white in texture, with traces of red lines inside, along the lines of the antlers, converging to the position of the deer's eyes.

Gu Qingqiao sat down cross-legged, holding Yu Jue in his hand, staring at the same pattern on the wall.

That night, the young Demon Lord sat in meditation in the Demon Ancestor Sacrificial Hall.

When the sun rose again, Gu Qingqiao bit his finger and smeared blood on the wall where the deer's eyes were.

The wall suddenly trembled, making a low humming sound.

Around the patterned wall tiles, two wall tiles protrude out of the wall and stand out.

Gu Qingqiao's heart was tense for a while, he stretched out his hands and pressed down on the brick surface of the wall, secretly channeling his spiritual power.

A soft light shines from the brick surface and casts into the air.

Gradually, a figure appeared in the soft light.

It was a woman with a pretty face and a smile on her face. She was still in her twenties, with a little innocence of a girl. She was exactly what Gu Qingqiao remembered her mother was like.

The woman lowered her head, and gently caressed Gu Qingqiao's face with her shimmering hands. "Son, I'm sorry, I went down the mountain because of my own selfish desires and gave birth to you, but I have no ability to protect you. Your life is doomed to be rough, and I can only use this method to give you a little hope."

"If you see me now, you must have come here to find Qingyu jade. My child, I have nothing left for you. Although Qingyu jade is a sacred object, it does not have any miracles. If you are useful, you can use it." You don’t have to worry about the Protoss…” She chuckled lightly: “The Protoss, there’s no need for them to exist.”

The woman in the sky gradually faded away, and Qingqiao raised his eyes to look at her, "My child, live the life you want, mother only hopes that you will live happily!"

The image completely disappeared, and Gu Qingqiao's eyes were filled with silence.

His birth was a mistake, and the nearly 30 years of his previous life were full of pain, but now that he is named a Demon Lord, he feels no joy in his heart.What is his life for?

With a click on the wall, a gap was opened, and a beautiful jade rolled out of the gap and fell into Gu Qingqiao's hands.

Xiao Xianjun's smile appeared in front of his eyes.

"You still have me!"

When Huang Zelin took the green jade, his whole body was trembling.The beautiful jade was radiant and colorful, and the aura contained within, made him very excited.

With the help of the Little Demon King, everyone went directly to Moyun Mountain and put the ice coffin back into the Tianji Peak Grotto.

Su Yanjun also came in a hurry and tried his best to provide medicinal materials and manpower, and announced to the outside world that Master Mu was in retreat.

"Five years!" Huang Zelin blocked Gu Qingqiao from outside the cave, "Five years later, I will pay you back, little fairy!"

"Good!" Gu Qingqiao smiled.

He lived in Moyun Mountain for two months, and then went to the territory of the northern demons, summoned all the demon tribes including the southern demons, explained the cause and effect of the matter clearly, and gave way to Zhang Jinjin.

Zhang Jinjin did not get the support of all the tribes due to his pedigree. In the end, he brought Jiawu, the parent and son of Asabo, and the major tribes elected three auxiliary ministers to train Jiawu to become the new demon king.

With nothing to worry about, Gu Qingqiao then went to Qingcheng Mountain, Qin Family, Lingshan and Donghai to report the situation of the Demon Realm with the major immortals. At least for the past 100 years, the Central Plains can recuperate and the Demon Realm is unable to invade the Central Plains.

Gu Qingqiao was dragged by his friends to reminisce over the wine, and made an appointment to meet again when Mu Xiyun woke up.

There is still more than half a year before the five-year period, Gu Qingqiao really does not want to wander here and there, and has returned to Yiyun Town unknowingly.

Night falls.

Gu Qingqiao was walking on the streets of Yiyun Town, and suddenly realized that today is the Lantern Festival again.

On the night of lanterns, the blue bridge remains the same, silently waiting in the joy of thousands of families.

Sitting on the railing of the ancient green bridge, you can see the lights all over the street, and there are many tourists.

Late at night.

The lights went out one by one, and the long street gradually became silent.

Light footsteps came from the bridgehead.

A rabbit lamp trembled slightly.

Gu Qingqiao jumped off the railing.

Fifty years of time came whistling like a gust of wind, but in the end it was just like a lover's whisper, touching the hair on the sideburns.

On the visitor's left wrist, the red string lights up.

At that moment, forever.

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The author has something to say:

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Thank you for your company all the time. This is Tsing Yi’s first article, and there are many flaws in all aspects. Here, I would like to express my gratitude to all the friends who supported me!

Regarding the extra episode, it will drop from time to time, and it is estimated that there are not many.

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