The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

"Uncle, do you know Zheng Feiyun?" Lou Yueyang asked the old man standing at the door after confirming again and again that there was only one iron shop nearby.

The old man stopped what he was doing, looked at the beautiful girl dressed as a Taoist priest at the door, and said with caution: "Who are you, and what are you doing with Feiyun?"

Lou Yueyang shook the cloth bag in his hand: "I was entrusted by someone to deliver medicine to him."

Before the old man could speak, the little boy raised his head and his eye circles turned red instantly: "Did Sister Yurong ask you to come?"

Lou Yueyang hesitated for a moment and nodded.

With tears in his eyes, the little boy stood up and ran away from Lou Yueyang.

"Eh--"

Lou Yueyang felt a little bad and was about to ask again when the old man stopped her.

"Girl, you're late. Feiyun just passed the first seven days yesterday."

Lou Yueyang was stunned and stood there blankly.

This pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks...

"Then did he have anything to say to Yu Rong before he died?" Lou Yueyang came back to her senses, thinking that since she had not completed what she had been entrusted to do, she had to bring something back so that she could tell Princess Yu Rong when she met him in the future. she.

Well, that's assuming she wasn't killed by Zhong Liyang.

"Nothing. He was out of breath in the end. But there was something else. I think he wanted Yurong to know. Come with me, it's not far from here."

The old man locked the wooden door, and Lou Yueyang followed him to a hut next to the ruined temple at the entrance of the village.

"He was lonely and helpless since he was young, but later he came to work for me and earned some money, so he built a hut here. After he rescued Yu Rong who was harassed by gangsters at the beach, they fell in love.

He is happy every day and works harder than before, hoping to give Yu Rong a better life. Alas, it is a pity that God does not fulfill his wish! "

The old man said and opened the door. The room was clean, but also really simple. There was a table outside and a bed inside, but there was nothing else.

Lou Yueyang followed the old man in and saw many bloody carvings on the wooden bed, which looked like they were carved by fingernails.

Yurong, wait, jade face, jade face...

Densely packed, layer upon layer.

Lou Yueyang looked at these marks, his breathing stopped, and his head suddenly hurt badly.

Why is this scene so familiar...

My heart hurts so much, as if I've lost something important, but I can't remember it.

She covered her head and squatted down. The old man saw that she looked wrong and said anxiously: "Girl, what's wrong with you? This is not an infectious disease!"

Lou Yueyang shook his head and stood up, thinking that he still had important things to do, so he endured the severe pain and said goodbye to the old man.

After walking out of the fishing village, it started to drizzle, and the cool rain fell on her body. Lou Yueyang's pain eased a lot.

If you can't think of it, forget it. Who knows how many more days you can live?

She never liked to make things difficult for herself.

But when I look back at the thatched house, I feel pity for the fateful couple.

In Zheng Feiyun's short life, Yurong should have been the light that illuminated his world...

But he never saw her again until his death.

Yurong was even more pitiful. She was born with a certain mission. During the wedding, her father and her husband both had their own plans, and she was the only party like an outsider.

Maybe this is a woman's fate.

She suddenly thought of Shen Yulou. How had she ever lived for herself?

Lou Yueyang actually always had a feeling that Shen Yulou was also tempted later on, but in the end she still chose the common people and the great road.

After Zhong Liyang left the South China Sea, he lay on a dilapidated temple to bask in the sun.

He was resting on the ridge of a high roof. The blue-black dilapidated tiles made him look like a man in a painting. He was handsome and handsome.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar female voice.

He raised his eyebrows and looked down, only to see the woman walking out of a hut with a sense of loss.

There was no smile on her pink and white face, and her beautiful eyebrows were full of worries.

Although I hate her very much, she seems more beautiful in this life than before, and her temperament is softer.

But this has nothing to do with him. All he has to do is slowly torture her to death, and then break her bones into ashes.

This is the cost of calculating him.

Looking at the woman's back, he frowned and came up with an idea.

I won’t kill you, but there are ways to make you more miserable than death.

He moved his wrist twice and pointed his toes a little, and the whole view of Luoying Mountain appeared in front of him.

……

Lou Yueyang sat on a rock, watching the distant waves crashing on the shore from far to near. The sound of seagulls was noisy in her ears, and the wind was blowing her clothes.

She sat here to calm down, and then wanted to go to the next place.

Open the route map and turn to the second page. In addition to the precautions and the places where the Demon-Slaying Sword may appear in each level of hell, it also says that the ghost world is full of dangers and you need to keep your spirits up before going.

She glanced at the sky. It was clearing up again after the rain. The setting sun in the distance had slowly set, coating everything around her with a layer of warm yellow light, as dazzling as if it had been sprinkled with gold powder.

She chanted a spell and asked for a guest room in a nearby town. Seeing her favorite brown sugar and honey rice cakes at the door, she bought some to satisfy her hunger.

It's almost evening now, it's time to rest, and the underworld's gates of hell are wide open. Going there at that time may not be so noticeable.

When a mortal goes to the underworld, only the soul can enter it, so she doesn't need the invisibility cloak and the invisibility urine this time. After entering, she can only ask for her own blessings.

After eating the rice cake, she thought it would be difficult for her to fall asleep, but she was so tired from the past few days that she fell asleep directly on the pillow.

Will I still dream about my past life this time...

Lou Yueyang was still thinking about it while half asleep and half awake.

Suddenly, there was a dull pain in his heart, as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out suddenly. Lou Yueyang was so uncomfortable that he turned over on the bed.

After a long time, the pain disappeared, and she continued to sleep holding her chest.

As she fell asleep, she saw a sea of ​​flowers. The red flowers were so dazzlingly beautiful that she seemed to have seen them nowhere else except the sea of ​​flowers.

Where is it——

Oh, it turned out to be the mountain behind Luoying Mountain. No wonder it was so familiar. When she was a child, her master often took her and her senior brother here to practice Qigong and read scriptures.

But when I was a child, I had never seen this sea of ​​flowers.

She approached slowly, and her heart suddenly tightened.

Each flower was dripping with blood, and large areas of blood dyed the pink flowers a dazzling red.

The smell of blood penetrated her nose, and Lou Yueyang was so frightened that she fell to the ground. The sticky blood stains on the ground quickly dyed her clothes red.

She felt something foreign under her hand. She looked at the ground and found that it was a human hand. Looking further into the distance, she saw stumps and broken arms everywhere.

"Xiaoyang, run!"

Master's shout suddenly came from behind. Lou Yueyang looked back and saw that Master was entangled by a giant red dragon and flew into the sky. The Master who had a tall image in her heart was now like an insignificant ant.