There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The emperor refers to the emperor in the east, and the temple is often built in the world. The incense is strong, and the people admire it, begging for the good weather, the country and the people.

From this day on, all the monarch temples in the world, none of which were left, were completely demolished, and the cultivators protested in every possible way, and the new emperor did not take it seriously.

When the last emperor temple was demolished, the high emperor golden statue rolled to the ground embarrassedly. The girl in red raised her foot and stepped on the golden statue's head, instantly stomping it into powder. She looked down at the powder, and finally there was a smile at the corner of her mouth.

The young Taoist priest rushed all the way. In order to prevent the Emperor Temple from being demolished, he kept running. Unfortunately, his power alone was limited. It was not until the last Emperor Temple was turned into ruined walls that the young Taoist priest sat down on the ground. Master once said, Emperor Temple. Suppress all evil spirits. In the past 800 years, the world has been calm and there are no monsters making waves. It is the emperor's righteousness. Now the temple of the emperor is destroyed, and evil spirits are breeding between the heavens and the earth. In the world!

"Why? Madam, why?" He looked at the woman in red and couldn't help asking, "Why do you want to tear down the Emperor Temple? Once the evil spirit bursts..."

"Why is there evil in the world?" The woman in red did not answer the question. A group of butterflies slowly appeared beside her. The butterflies seemed to be alive, holding the embroidered wedding gown and slowly draped them on her body. .

The woman in red puts on the wedding gown, and she does not know when the dressing table appears in front of her. She looks at the mirror and dresses her makeup. She has a fairy-like beauty, and it is even more amazingly beautiful with powder embellishment.

"Because this evil spirit is caused by the emperor, so there are so many temples for the emperor in the world to enjoy the incense of the world."

She smiled slightly and turned to look at the young Taoist priest, as if she was looking at a poor worm: "Why are you so desperate? Who cares about you, and who will thank you? Do you know who you are? Oh. ..."

She prolonged her tone, "Of course you don't know. If you know, you won't be so miserable as you are now."

The young Taoist was taken aback.

"No matter how unlucky a person is, there is always a limit, but you are really unlucky, and you don't want to think about where your luck has gone, who took it away, and why did others ask you to survive? Now?"

The young Taoist priest was completely taken aback, he didn't understand what the woman in red was talking about.

"If the first prince knew from the ground and learned that his son was used as a container for the supply of luck, and his daughter was raised as an illegitimate daughter, he would get up from the ground with resentment, right?"

The woman in red couldn't help but smile deeper, watching this man-made destiny play with it, but she didn't know it, and even thanked the poor fellow Dade. "Your master’s master is no one else. It is the former emperor. As the eldest grandson of the emperor, you did not die and survived, but you lived so hard. In your life, except for the little apprentice you picked up, What is true?"

The young Taoist priest stared at her blankly: "What are you talking about..."

The woman in red does not need him to believe that the last Emperor Temple collapsed, and the sky that had been clear and clear sky quickly changed. Above the Emperor Temple, a black cloud gleaming with thunder and lightning appeared. However, when the thunderbolt came down, it stopped on the head of the woman in red. Then, in the black vortex, the golden light was flourishing, the Sanskrit sound was faintly heard, and an extraordinary and handsome deity slowly appeared in the world.

He stared at a woman in red in a wedding dress with compassion, "Who are you waiting, why ruin my temple?"

The new emperor who arrived as promised felt something out of his body, it was the first chapter of that piece:. Looking at the woman in red with her long hair in the wind, she suddenly felt a very uneasy feeling in her heart. No matter what the origin of the woman in red, she awakened her and helped her. In the heart of the new emperor, she The trust in the woman in red is much better than the eldest son. Chapter 1: Although she has left her body, the knowledge and experience gained through Chapter 1: The knowledge and experience still exist.

The red-dressed woman held the first chapter:, re-embedded in her body, she smiled and asked: "Emperors and nobles forget things, but only 800 years, the world has not experienced the vicissitudes of life, so forget me? "

This world, only 800 years ago, but she didn't know how long she spent returning to the ruins in the deserted sea. During that long time, all the love turned into hate, and it was the hate that made her obsessed.

The **** that descended from the sky is not someone else, but the emperor of the east.

He is the **** of war, suppressing the evils of the world and protecting the health of the world, so temples are all over the world.

After hearing the words of the woman in red, a trace of surprise appeared in those pitying eyes, but he really didn't remember who she was.

In fact, whether he remembers it or not has little meaning to the woman in red. Whether he remembers or doesn't remember, the ending will not change in the end.

The blood-colored butterfly slowly lifted her up, and the pressure from the gods did not make her feel fear, because she was fearless and could live to this day, but only by the remaining unwillingness and resentment.

Hate born of love.

The **** will not remember a small butterfly, nor will he remember the promise he made to the butterfly.

"you……"

The emperor looked down at her aloft and seemed to perceive something wrong. After all, she did not belong to this world, her body had long since disappeared, and now it was just a bud that was ready to be released, and there was an aura from the deserted sea.

The woman in red slowly approached him, he was not afraid, after all, he was too strong, and she looked so weak.

But for such a weak person, resentment persists.

Dijun let out a muffled snort, he lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at the hand that had been embedded in his chest for some time!

The woman in red grabbed his heart and squeezed it tightly, as if she was about to pour out all the love and hatred of countless hours at this moment. Without hesitation, she destroyed his **** bone.

The emperor who lost his **** bone is no longer a god, but an item that will soon belong to her.

She retracted her hand, her fingertips gleamed with a faint radiant light. Chapter 1: Her power was exhausted, and she finally accomplished what she wanted to do the most.

Take the one she loves to die together.

This should have been done eight hundred years ago.

The emperor who fell in her arms lost his divine bone, his eyes were still blank and puzzled. He didn't seem to know who she was, and he seemed to remember who she was, "You..."

"Shhh..." The woman in red covered his mouth, "Don't talk, I don't want to hear your voice."

You just need to be my possession quietly and well-behaved, without dignity or thought, turning into a dead thing and staying by my side forever.

That's enough.

As for this human world, what will happen in the future, and what does the life and death of others have to do with her?

She just wanted to take this person away and let him die in her arms, in this butterfly wedding dress.

The young Taoist priest was dumbfounded when he saw this scene, and the little Taoist behind him was dumbfounded. Even the new emperor didn't know what to say.

The butterfly wedding dress seemed to have life, and slowly wrapped the red dress woman and Dongtian Emperor. Then, they disappeared bit by bit. There are no traces of these two people in the world, and everything is calm, as if they had never Appeared.

After a long time, the new emperor slowly looked at the young Taoist priest beside her. She heard the words of the woman in red, which meant that although her parents were dead, her brother was still alive, didn't she?

The young Taoist priests couldn't help but look at the new emperor. In the dark, connected bloodlines are calling each other, even if they have never met, even if they all live in the fate controlled by others, they still recognize each other in the end.

The young Taoist priest finally got the position of the national teacher. He also has real talents. Although he is always unlucky, if he can bless the country and the people at the cost of his luck, then he is willing, no matter if the master raises him. He didn't want to think so much about what he did. He would raise apprentices little by little like the master did to himself.

Although the new emperor is a woman, she has the skills and ambitions that do not lose to a man. She worked hard and worked hard, never forgetting her identity.

Although the Emperor Temple was destroyed, evil spirits and monsters did not breed in the world. Even when the young Taoist priest revisited Yaoshan, the fox demon who received him was very gentle. She told him that the Demon Mountain would no longer appear in front of people in the future, and she would also restrain the monsters from going out, and it was better not to have contact between people and monsters.

In that case, there would be no vows or betrayal, no hypocrisy and no love.

Without love, there can be no hate.

The fox demon said that the lady never came back. The thatched huts and swings on the top of the mountain disappeared. In fact, she didn’t know who the lady was, only that the very rare emperor flow appeared on the day of the lady’s arrival. The monster took advantage of this excellent opportunity to transform into a human form. The wife was very powerful and ruled the monsters. However, who she was and what her name was, no one knew.

The fox demon stretched out her hand. After she gave birth to resentment and took over the princess' body, she once gave birth to a blood-colored butterfly mark on her wrist, but now that mark has disappeared.

The same is true on the wrist of the new emperor.

The resentment they gave birth to was embroidered into a wedding gown by the lady as a silk thread. Her wedding gown was obviously embroidered by the emperor of Dongtian, but no one knew who she was and how she was related to the emperor.

After the young Taoist priest went back, Haosheng searched for a record about the hordes of demons born eight hundred years ago. Unfortunately, that period of history seems to have been deliberately erased, and there is no trace at all. It only emerged eight hundred years ago. No one can tell who built the Emperor Temple.

The emperor who gave a glimpse, finally returned to the embrace of the butterfly and became her possession.

The new emperor worked day and night, but had no children, how could he inherit this great cause? At the insistence of the court officials, the new emperor chose a noble but gentle imperial husband, and then gave birth to a son, a young Taoist priest-no, now he is already a national teacher.

As the elder brother of the new emperor, Master Guoshi was deeply troubled by the new emperor’s marriage. The eldest son obviously has no regrets for the new emperor, but the new emperor is unwilling to stay with him anymore. She has too much When things are done, resentment has been forgotten, and love has naturally been forgotten.

The eldest son has never married a wife, he is talented, and the new emperor is willing to use him. In the end, he still shines on the lintel. The new emperor did not harm the whole family because the second master killed the first prince and the first prince. Old love. No matter how many true feelings and falsehoods there are, it doesn't matter anymore. The **** people are already dead, and she doesn't want to waste time on these people.

The old lady was trembling. She was afraid that the new emperor would gain power, so she counted all the old grudges on their homes. She thought about a serious illness. She woke up a little confused and often cried. She was also called the four girls' nickname. She eats sweets to coax her not to cry because of her father's death.

The new emperor heard it and was silent for a long time, but said nothing.

The imperial husband is docile, without ambition, and he is not ashamed of being a man behind him, because he and the new emperor have only one child, so he threw himself on the child. Hand-handling mischief, also added a touch of popularity to this deserted palace.

The eldest son has worked hard for the new emperor for decades. In the end, the new emperor passed away one step at a time. The old man was old, and when he was about to die, she came to see him.

The "Your Majesty" for decades has finally changed to "Min Min" again.

The new emperor burst into tears, and remembered that that year when the flowers bloomed, he was bullied by the sisters in the Fuzhong, soiled his dress, hid in the rockery and shivered. It was the elder brother who picked him up, gave her dignity, and scolded others. Sister, after that, he wouldn't forgive anyone who bullied her.

But she has made another choice, abandoning the past and love together, and only a few can give him.

"Big Brother."

The eldest son ended up smiling.

But he didn’t say anything. If there is an afterlife, how you and I should be, she has lived hard enough in this life. She has been a boudoir for more than ten years. She must be cautious, flattering, and serving the emperor for decades. There was a moment of frivolity, being able to guard her, not leaving her, and looking from a distance, he was actually satisfied in his heart.

People who are not consummate in this life will yearn for the next life. If it is true, if it is true, it is true.

He hoped that he would be older than her, and before she faced suffering, he would clear all obstacles and prevent her from crying or crying, nor let her resent anyone anymore.

When the person died, the body slowly became cold, and that little bit of temperature finally turned into ashes in the hands of the new emperor.