[God Seal] Rebellion

, Maybe my life will really be ruined.Fortunately, my father did not let me go on like this.He captured human beings who had a deep hatred against the demons, and forced me to kill them.He sent me to the battlefield, forcing me to fight and kill.

Finally, I learned to cut off the enemy's head and pierce the enemy's heart with the sword in my hand without hesitation when my life was at stake.I seem to be used to the blood, and the blood belonging to the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon seems to have helped me overcome my fear.On the battlefield, I can kill and kill, and without blinking an eye, I can order my subordinates to slaughter the prisoners who are stubborn and refuse to surrender.My heart really seems to be strong.

Seeing all this, the royal father was relieved in his eyes.

But only I know that, in fact, I am still that weak Fengjing.Every night after nightfall, I seem to be able to hear the cries of the undead coming to claim their lives.

However, it seemed that I was destined to be the Demon God Emperor, and the following incident made me change from the gentle and kind Fengjing to the vigorous and vigorous Fengjing.To be honest, the process of transformation is really painful and cruel.I watched with my own eyes that the child of my second uncle's family, my young second brother, died miserably because of a human being.

I really like the second brother, that little doll who is less than ten years old, with exquisite facial features on a small face, a pair of big violet eyes that are smart and beautiful, and there are two small dimples on his face when he smiles, he has a lively personality Cute and likable.However, such a child died because of human hatred.

A human assassin took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Moon Demon Palace and captured the second brother.I still remember that the human being pinched open the second brother's mouth, and stuffed a pure light attribute spiritual power ball into the second brother's mouth, forcing him to swallow it.Originally, this was not enough to kill the second brother, but the most important injury on the second brother was not discovered until we rescued the second brother.

The second brother's heart had actually been gouged out by the human assassin.It was only later that I found out that the light-attribute spiritual power ball was actually a prop left by a necromancer in the glorious age of mankind.The function of that spiritual power ball is actually just to temporarily replace the heart and prolong the time a person can stay in the world.

I watched my second brother in the arms of my second uncle, moaning/groaning in pain, that immature and lovely face was completely gone from the cheerfulness and liveliness it used to be.He was coughing blood in pain, and the spiritual power of the light attribute was eroding his body little by little. That warm and beautiful light was a deadly poison to us.The second uncle hugged the second brother and couldn't help crying.Because the spiritual power ball was the work of a necromancer, the second uncle couldn't even take the second brother's life and let the second brother be free early.

Because, if he did this, the second brother's soul would not be reincarnated, and would be imprisoned in the light forever until it was wiped out.

In the last days of the second brother, I have been by his side.This is the first time in my life that I have watched someone close to me die in a war, and it is also the first time in my life that I have the courage to watch a life dying in front of me little by little.

I am reluctant to part with my second brother, but my life will not be saved because of my reluctance and pain.After all, the second brother died, in the arms of the second uncle, in front of me.Before the little child died completely, he looked at me, panting in pain, and said to me intermittently-"Big, big brother... I, I don't want to-no, I don't want to die..."

The second brother's hoarse and distorted voice was like a knife, piercing my heart fiercely, torturing my heart back and forth.After the little child died, his eyes were still wide open, and the beautiful violet color was covered with an indelible haze. In those once nimble and cunning eyes, there were desperation, fear, dead silence, unwillingness, and desire for life.

My spiritual defenses completely collapsed. After my second brother's funeral, I locked myself in the bedroom, cursing at my former self.Why don't I have the heart to kill those humans who might hurt my loved ones?Why do you spare as many lives as possible even on the battlefield?

Leaving those humans who are full of hatred for my family is to leave a curse for my relatives!

I hate, how can I not hate?

After that time, I completely transformed into a brand new person, and sometimes even I was shocked by my ruthlessness.

Later, because the inheritance of the Moon Demon Royal Family could not be broken, I had another second brother.However, when looking at the second brother, I always see that little child looking at me and telling me——he doesn’t want to die.Looking at my second brother, my chest will always throb, and after that, I will pay more attention to the demons every time.

I can do anything for the demons.Just like later, after I knew that my existence would only bring harm to the demons, I used the phantom formation to trick Luo Er into killing me and helping him ascend the throne.For another example, later on, I helped my descendants, in order to continue the source of blood, I did not hesitate to destroy the most precious childhood time of an innocent child.

However, the most important person in my life is my father.In fact, the relationship between me and my father is a bit strange, not a complete father and son, nor a complete partner.It can only be said that we are the most important people to each other.

In fact, most of the reasons why I plot against Luo Er are because of the Demon Race, and the remaining part of the reason is because of my father.In my private heart, I really hope that I can be freed as soon as possible, fall down, and go to the dragon tomb to accompany my father.Because, the Dragon Tomb is lonely, and only my father is in it. I can't bear to let my father bear such loneliness alone.

But to be honest, I'm really not a good father.I thought about the Demon Race, I thought about my father, I thought about everything, and arranged everything, but I didn't take Luoer's feelings into consideration.I have failed him in the end for the child who has always admired me.The accusation of patricide is not pleasant, but I still put it on my child.

I knew his pain, but never thought of pity.So, it's no wonder that Luo Er tirelessly came to trouble me after coming to the Dragon Tomb.Oh, it's still a child.Luo'er's temperament is full of childlike innocence, even after hundreds of years of experience, even if he is a proud and stable Demon God Emperor in front of everyone, but in private, he is still the awkward child back then.

Maybe it's because of the loneliness of the Dragon Tomb. After a long time, the hostility in my body has gradually been suppressed, as if I have become the gentle and quiet Fengjing of the past again, and I am more tolerant when facing the juniors.

However, what happened later forced me to pick up the coldness in my heart again.When I got the source of blood and was damaged, I faced Qinger Yaner, as if I had become the ruthless Demon God Emperor back then.Looking at Yan'er, I slowly made a plan in my heart.Although I knew that this plan might make Yan'er regret his whole life, and even make an innocent child suffer for a lifetime, I still spoke up and told Qing'er Yan'er that things didn't turn around.

Hehe, after that transformation, I am no longer the same me as before.I saw my father turned his head and looked at me, with a soft smile on his face, but the slightly lowered eyelids concealed the frost in the bottom of his eyes.

Bing'er is only indifferent on the surface, but I am cold hidden inside.

Except for my father, no one can understand the real me.As I thought about it, a trace of bitterness filled my heart.The death of my second brother finally became my demon.

But what I didn't expect was that in the end, it was the child whom I was plotting to untie my knot and give me a new life...

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☆、Fengluo chapter outside the Dragon Emperor of the past dynasties: no regrets

My name is Feng Luo, and I am the third generation Demon God Emperor of the Demon Race.

Among the demon god emperors of all generations, I am probably the one who is the least in tune.At least, my Binger once asked me with a beautiful face, "Father, are you a sky-defying dragon or a moon demon?" Well, I admit, when I heard Binger When I say this, to paraphrase a foreign land, I just feel a mess in the wind.

It's just that even the worst moon demon I've ever seen, sometimes calms down.It doesn't make sense, I, an authentic demon dragon against the sky, will never be calm.Occasionally, when everyone is going to do their own thing, I am the only one left in the hall.I sat on the throne in the dragon tomb, reminiscing about my life, with mixed feelings in my heart.

Speaking of which, sometimes I feel that I am quite unlucky.Meeting an irresponsible father who would sacrifice even his own life for the sake of the demons, and having the unlucky chance of having a dark-bellied and unbearable moon demon as a partner, it will be a year-round relationship. The son with a smile on the corner of his mouth was pulled by him, and he died in the hands of human beings in the end.After much deliberation, I really don't know where in my life I can be considered lucky.

God knows, when I woke up from the phantom, I saw the assassin's face turned into the appearance of my father, and saw my father's blood soaking my fingers, the feeling of the sky falling in an instant, really What is more is that I don't want to look back on the pain in my life.

During the two years when I first succeeded to the throne, whenever I took off my imperial robe and walked in the alleys of the magic city in my spare time, I could always hear some gossip.It is nothing more than rumors that the devil emperor killed his father and ascended the throne, his six relatives refused to admit that he was moody, and the city was extremely deep.

When I heard these gossips, my first reaction was to laugh out loud, and then a trace of bitterness lingered in my heart, entangled with each other, and intertwined into a faint tingling pain.When the smile on my lips disappears, I can't help thinking—'Father, is this your wish?For the sake of the demons, you can even set your heart on plotting against your own children.The accusation of patricide, how painful and wronged you let me bear it! '

Those days were the darkest and darkest in my life.The second uncle and the third uncle always look at me with a faint pain in their eyes. I know that although the father has greeted them before, there is also a prior arrangement.However, they knew intellectually that I was innocent and that this was not my fault.But emotionally, after all, they couldn't look at me who killed my father and ascended the throne without looking at me with a different look.

Although I have a happy and angry personality, I am not weak. As for my cultivation, because of my father's indoctrination of the secret method when he was dying, I am enough to reach the peak of the Holy Demon.But even so, the heartache and loneliness of being abandoned by the world are always engraved in my heart and cannot be removed.

Even if I guard the entrance to the Dragon Tomb, I never take the initiative to go in.I don't want to see my father, I don't want to see the father who put his son in such a situation.Not only because of his scheming, but also because when we met again, he looked back, with a gentle and cruel smile, and said to me lightly - "Luoer, I believe that with your heart, you can bear everything .”

Take it all?Heh, it's easy to say.Filled with anger, I left in a huff. From then on, I no longer have the same admiration and admiration for my father.

And another person who has a deep relationship with me, I am also full of resentment.Speaking of my bad relationship with my hapless second brother Alison, that's a long story.First of all, I want to explain here that it was definitely Alison's soul that came to hook me up first.Until now, thinking of that idiot discussing such messy books as "23 Ways of Chasing Beauty" and "Teaching You How to Embrace a Beauty" with his guard every day makes me angry.I couldn't help but itch my teeth, why did I fall in love with such a bastard, that I would hang out with him!

Although Alison's soul gave birth to Bing'er for me, but--thinking about it, he seems to have gotten more.When he was pregnant with Bing'er, I was the one who was busy with government affairs. In order to let him have a good pregnancy, I even helped him with entertainment such as making tea, cooking, reading and playing the piano.Occasionally, I listened to some vicious nagging from old guys who couldn't understand his leisure and thought I had conspiracy theories.

It seems that all he wants to do is to enjoy and enjoy. By the way, when I took care of his stomach and didn't dare to fight back too much, he pressed me on the couch and ate me again and again, gnawing clean from inside to outside.

Countless times, when I was rubbing my waist and cursing that Hun Dan was pregnant and uncontrollable while approving official documents, I couldn't help but think—how the development of things in this world is so unfair.If I knew things would turn out like this, I would rather lie obediently on the couch and let you pick them once before living the happy life like this, Kouhu!

Having said that, when I was eaten by him, I thought countless times that after he gave birth to a child, I would definitely eat it back to get revenge for being eaten now.But... why was I the one who was eaten after Bing'er was born?This question seems a bit esoteric, let me think about it.

However, if the previous thought of wanting to get pregnant was nothing more than an unwilling complaint, then when I saw the suffering my second brother suffered when giving birth, the thought of wanting to replace it was a heartache.If possible, I really want that the person lying on the couch sobbing in pain is me, not my beloved him.However, at that time, I could only stay by his side, wipe his sweat for him, and look at him worriedly.

Fortunately, in the end, Binger was a well-behaved child, and he didn't bother his father too much, and he was born not long after.Holding little Binger, sitting next to my second brother, I looked at him and smiled, I suddenly had a feeling that this was the happiest time in my life, bar none!

However, the relationship between me and my second brother was not without some ups and downs.After the second brother gave birth to Bing'er, our clan has an heir, but the heir of his Moon Demon clan has no shadow yet.However, after the third brother checked the pulse of the second brother, he admitted frankly that he absolutely cannot bear the consumption of pregnancy anymore, otherwise, it is very likely to hurt Yuanyuan.And my physique is not suitable for conceiving a child, so the third brother does not suggest that we have a second child.

Furthermore, the strength of the blood of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan is far higher than that of the Moon Demon Clan, so the children born from the combination of our two clans will be more or less like our clan in appearance.

After thinking about it, I finally had no choice but to push my second brother out and send him into someone else's arms.And that kid didn't know how to be kind, because he even got into trouble with me, and I was so angry that I always had the desire to beat him up.But fortunately, in the end, I ended up with him in a peaceful and beautiful way, and my temper matched his. The time when we played tricks on our third brother and watched each other make a fool of ourselves, now that I think about it, it was for me in the Dragon Tomb. Add some fun to the lonely life here.

As for the person who has the same high status in my heart, it is my precious son Feng Bing.Speaking of this kid, I can't help but want to complain.This kid has facial paralysis since he was a child.

Facing him, my black history can almost be traced back to when he was one or two years old-every time I think of it, I can't help but get a black line.Well, it’s true that I ate his dim sum in advance, but he didn’t have to hold my hand holding the dim sum with his white and tender paws when I reached out to take another one, with a cold little bun face Just stare at me.

Moreover, the reason why I was so angry that I wanted to pick up this kid and beat him up was that this little thing held my hand with one hand and gnawed a snack slowly with the other.In the end, I swallowed all the snacks under my silent gaze, and finally let go of my hand calmly, and signaled that I could eat with a generous look.It made me want to poke this lawless little thing hard and tell him who is Lao Tzu between me and him.

And waiting for the little ones to grow up... well, let alone my day.

The thing that makes me want to hide my face the most is undoubtedly that on a certain day of the year, after I had a good time with my second brother's unrestrained soul, I opened the door of the palace and stared dumbfounded at his cold face, holding a stack of The file stood outside, asking me seriously how to deal with the matter...

Moreover, after I suppressed the embarrassment and finished approving the documents without even caring about my still sore waist, this kid actually made a serious suggestion to my second brother, hoping that it's okay for us to do it, but don't do it too much. For a long time, so as not to delay official duties...

Bing'er's mental toughness made both of us bow down to him, even Alison, who has always been thick-skinned.As for how we knew—nonsense, Binger told us very seriously, he stood at the door when we were halfway through, and heard the follow-up development clearly!

Seeing Binger like this, I had a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat, and I almost didn't choke to death. 1 Zero One was mad at the bottom of his heart—who exactly does this kid look like! [Author Chaos: Your Majesty Feng Luo, Your Majesty Feng Bing's situation is completely reversed.If he didn't calm down, he might be the one who went crazy.Feng Luo: ...]

In short, although in the end I died in the hands of human beings because of my age and the backlash of the spiritual power that my father passed on to me with the secret method back then, it was unlucky to create another precedent in the history of the Demon God Emperor.

However, compared to the history of blood and tears of my grandfather's entrepreneurship, the history of my father's transformation with a pure appearance and a dark heart, and Binger Qinger Yaner, plus Yuer, a child who has never encountered a few lucky things in his life , my life experience is pretty good.

At least, I have loved, owned, and guarded.At this moment, I can say frankly that I have no regrets in my life.

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☆、The Maple Ice chapter of the Dragon Emperor of the past dynasties: Regret at the beginning

Condensate into snow, sink snow into ice.

My name is Feng Bing, the fourth generation Demon God Emperor of the Demon Race.My person, like my name, is chilling to the bone.My third brother Kroto once said to me that sometimes facing me is like facing a piece of unmelted ice, no matter how much he gives, he will not get anything in return.

In fact, what the third brother said is true, but not entirely true.Most of the time, I'm just not used to showing things on the surface, just like my relationship with him, like my feelings for the demons.

Before me, if a demon god was captured, no matter how low the ranking was, my parents and grandparents would try their best to rescue them.Even if they were to be executed, they would never be allowed to fall into the hands of humans.Not to mention that those captives are members of our Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan.

But for this rule, I think it is completely unnecessary.Anyway, back and forth is death, why should I bother so much, probably because of my reason, when faced with such problems, most of the time I use reason and interests to measure everything around me.

For example, when faced with the human being's offer to exchange twenty non-attribute spiritual stoves and one of their hostages captured by us in exchange for a completely abolished member of our clan, I chose to refuse without hesitation.Even if that clansman's father is an elder of my clan's Presbyterian Church, even if, because of him, the relationship between me and that elder suddenly deteriorated.However, I still didn't let go.

The non-attribute spiritual furnace is also a huge wealth for our family, and the hostage is a genius with an innate spiritual power of more than [-].How could I use such a condition in exchange for a clan member who has no value other than family background?

So what if his father is the elder of the Heaven Defying Demon Dragon Clan?The emperor of the Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragon Clan is I, Feng Bing, and I can only decide whether to save people or not.That clansman should blame and blame, he should blame his father for not having enough energy to shake my decision-making, he should blame himself for being captured by humans because of his incompetence.

He can't blame me.And I think the only thing I can do for him is to take back his magic crystal, so that his soul does not have to be defiled by humans.This is the pride of my clan, and the only kindness I can give him.

Of course, the development of the next thing is as I expected, and it is also reasonable.That elder treated me with the same respect and humility on the surface, but in fact he was doing some tricks secretly.Although due to his status, I have been watching coldly, but in fact, I have already started preparing to get rid of this elder who wants to challenge my position as emperor.

In the end, I succeeded, but seeing the hazy sneer on the other's lips as I personally sent it to the execution platform, I felt a little uneasy in my heart.Although there was no follow-up to this incident at all, I carefully investigated and deliberated the incident over and over again, but I didn't notice anything wrong, and slowly fell silent in the passage of time, as if it had become a passing cloud.However, there is still a trace of uneasiness in my heart, which makes me restless.

Moreover, it was the follow-up of this incident that made the incident that made me sad and regret half my life happen before my eyes.But for the first time, I was powerless to stop it.

To talk about that matter, I have to talk about the grievances and grievances between my third brother Croto and me.Generally speaking, to him, I was probably a thorn in his heart, a thorn that he could not bear but could not lose.It is undeniable that he loves me, and I understand it, but I can't give him the kind of warmth he wants, even if I exhaust everything he has.

This matter made him regret for the rest of his life, and he could not forget it even when he died.

But—so what?All I can give him is such inseparable feelings.Again and again, silently watching his back.All I can do is to keep me where I am, so that he can find me every time he leaves and returns.

Because of our respective identities, not to mention that our relationship is not strong, no matter how deep the love is, we must each have their own heirs with other women.Therefore, Qinger, Moros, and Xiaotong were born in this way.These three children are the valley between us.

Because—the third brother actually knows who my parents are.That's right, the person who gave birth to me was the former Moon God Alison. There is a drug in this world that can make a man pregnant.But there is a price to pay for conceiving as a man.My father Alison is also a talented person, his aptitude is even better than my father's, and the reason why he didn't have the chance to hit a million spiritual power is because he gave birth to me.

I knew that incident accidentally, and since then, it has become a thorn in my heart that cannot be touched.

Although my father has said to me countless times that he is willing to give birth to me, it is not my fault that he cannot reach the million realm.However, I still remember it, and I have been brooding about it all the time.It is impossible for me to give up the chance of becoming a god and the chance to completely change the fate of the demons just because of a simple word "love".

Similarly, it is impossible for me to let my third brother bear the pain of pregnancy and childbirth because of such feelings.

As the star demon god, the third brother has a gentle personality, meticulous and considerate, and there is never a shortage of women who want to lie on his bed.It couldn't be easier to pick one that is easy to handle.Therefore, when the veterans of the Star Demon Clan came to me for help because the Star Demon God had no heir for a long time, I secretly supported a woman who had the ambition to become a star queen without the slightest hesitation, and successfully made the third brother spend a good night with her.

Early the next morning, I personally went to the Star Demon Palace, and stopped the long sword that the third brother stabbed at the woman's heart in rare anger.After blasting everyone away, I looked indifferently at the painful eyes of the third brother, almost desperate voice, and felt a slight pain in my heart, but on the surface I was still indifferent.

At the end of the third brother questioning me with that almost broken voice, it is undeniable that for the first time in my life, I regretted my indifference. "Feng Bing, Feng Bing, are you really a piece of ice that won't melt? Brother, do you—do you have a heart?"

However, due to my personality, it is impossible for me to comfort my third brother like my father comforted my father, or my father comforted my father. I just remained silent for a while before opening my mouth lightly. "Vasago, you overstepped."

"Yes, I know I'm wrong." He looked at me numbly, and after a while, he knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.Looking at him like this, I don't know why, but my heart feels a little blocked.I turned around and left in a huff. Before leaving, I only left him a word. "Also, if you think I don't have a heart, then just pretend I don't have a heart."

After that, I have no idea what Croto thought.I only know that after that, he came to me to reconcile on his own initiative, and our relationship remained the same as before.And within a few years, his son Moros was born, but in the end he executed his son's mother for some reason, the woman who succeeded in becoming a star queen.And after that, he never raised a concubine again.

I have to say that the behavior of the third brother has indeed slightly melted the indifference in my heart.It is undeniable that I enjoy such emotions and cherish his affection for me.But, as I said before, I never knew how to express my emotions.At that time, I just thought, I still have a long time with him, and one day, I will tell him——I love him.

But, in fact, before that day comes, we have already divided.

The third brother died at the hands of the human demon hunting group. He was successfully attacked by humans while he was weak after performing the big prophecy.By the time I arrived, he had only breathed his last.I injected my spiritual power into his body, and looking at him who was dying, I showed a flustered expression for the first time, and felt the piercing pain for the first time.

Looking at the tears sliding down my cheeks, he smiled so contentedly.He said to me—"Brother, you shed tears for... me, it's... good. I'm... caring about me. If this is the case, I... will have no... regrets in this life."

After saying this, he closed his eyes with a smile. After all, he didn't wait for my "love you".

After the death of the third brother, his son Moros succeeded to the throne and became the new Star Demon God, and I, because of the death of the third brother, became even more ruthless.Except for Qinger and Xiaotong, the rest of the people can only see the bone-chilling chill in my eyes.

Because of the death of my third brother, I launched an almost crazy revenge on human beings.I was originally a person who was good at planning. Although I was angry, my reason was not completely burned by anger.So, I just soberly and coldly issued the series of killing orders.Human beings became very sad under the fierce pursuit of the demons during my administration.Because, for me, only the series of death lists of human beings, only their blood can temporarily relieve the grief and crazy blood in my heart.

Then, I got another blow.The third brother's death was actually related to his son Moros, and my daughter Zitong fell in love with Moros.

How could this be?

Rao, I couldn't help standing up suddenly after hearing such news, and then sat backward on the chair because of my unstable body.Why did Moros take credit for the third brother's death?Why, my precious daughter, fell in love with the white-eyed wolf who killed my third brother.

Xiaotong's temperament is the stubbornness inherited from the lineage of the Heaven Defying Demon Dragon Clan.Even if I say that if she dares to marry Moros, she will no longer be a princess of my family, she will still go her own way.In the end, I still lost this daughter.When I crossed out her name on the family tree with my own hands, I once again felt the heartache.

Later, I found out that the origin of all this, whether it is Xiaotong's love for Moros, or Moros' hatred for his third brother, all originated from my side concubine Mo Ningxiao.And Mo Ningxiao, the elder who rebelled because his son was abandoned in the early years, and was finally sent to the execution platform by me, left behind a dark move.

But now, I have long since regretted that...

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☆、The Maple Light Chapter of the Dragon Emperor of the Past Dynasties: Gains and Losses

I am Feng Qing, the fifth generation Demon God Emperor of the Demon Race, and the only alchemist among the Demon God Emperors of all generations.

To put it bluntly, my alchemy is considered to be at the top of the pyramid even on the entire continent.Although there are two old things on the human side that can be compared with me, but on the demon side, I am the well-deserved number one.

I enjoy the feeling of thunder and fire beating in my palm, and every piece of utensils is forming in my hands.Alchemy is my hobby, but at the same time, as the Demon God Emperor, I want to explore ways to help myself realize the dreams of our ancestors.But, in the end, my idea also failed.

In that year, in that secret room, I silently watched the materials turned into ashes in my hands, and finally I stopped fantasizing and recognized the reality clearly.Because of the destructive aura tainted with the aura of divine punishment in my blood, it is impossible for me to refine alchemy works that are higher than divine weapons in my whole life.This is such a big blow to an alchemist, and this is such a big disappointment to me who wholeheartedly want to use alchemy to remove the destructive aura in our demon blood.

I am not reconciled, the stubbornness in my bones makes me not willing to give up my dream like this, let alone give up my goal.Therefore, I bet my hope on the source of the blood of the Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragon Clan.However, in the end, it was still a failure.Those days were probably the darkest and most obscure years in my Fengqing life.Fortunately, I still have Ruoruo, Yan'er, and sister by my side.

Speaking of it, my childhood was not very happy.Father is too cold-tempered, so it can't be said that he doesn't care about my sister Zitong and me, but I can't always feel the complete father's love from him.Father is a person who doesn't know how to express his emotions at all. In addition, he was indulging in the grief of his third uncle being killed by human beings.What I have the most impression of him is that he is taciturn, expressing his kill order expressionlessly.

It's not that there's nothing wrong with him being like this, but for a child, a father like this is obviously impossible to be what he thinks he should be.

Therefore, my sister Zitong and I have more or less special hobbies.For example, my elder sister is a bit bloodthirsty, because when she was young, she once saw the shadow left by the scene of a person being mutilated by his father.Another example, in fact, I am a bit moody, smiling on the surface, but actually more cruel than anyone else.

In fact, I was not very old when I succeeded to the throne. My father fought all the year round, and he never refused to treat him well, so he left behind a lot of old illnesses.I, right after the fall of my father, became the new master of the Demon Race.

Speaking of which, those days were not very easy.My third brother is a very ambitious person. His father, my third uncle, the former Star Demon God Kroto's death is inseparable from him.And my elder sister, who has always been in love with me, fell in love with him, even at the risk of being punished by being expelled from the Heaven-defying Demon Dragon Clan by the emperor, she would not hesitate.

Although Moros is indeed very kind to his sister, he may not be merciful to me.He succeeded to the throne earlier than me, and his foundation is stronger than mine.Although I am the Emperor of the Demon God, as the Prince of the Demon Race, if he wants to make things difficult for me and cause me trouble, it will be a big disaster.At that time, because I couldn't bear to see my sister being in a dilemma between us, Moros and I avoided my sister very tacitly when we played chess.

But I don't know if it's a husband and wife who are united, or a sister and brother who are united. In the end, when my sister was pregnant and about to give birth, she still knew the thunder and fire that was secretly surging between us.At that time, my sister's already unstable fetal image became more chaotic, and finally she had a dystocia, leaving behind my little niece and then passed away.

Moros was depressed for a while after losing his sister.At that time, I didn't take the opportunity to drag him down the abyss in one go