In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

Tong Huanyou felt his heart suddenly stop and he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

She was so anxious, so eager to find the loophole, that she didn't even have time to react to this detail.

There is nothing more painful than having hope just gained but then not being able to hold on to it.

Tong Huanyou only felt his throat tightening, his head was about to explode, and his face was full of despair and helplessness.

How to do how to do!

She was so anxious that the tears she had just held back began to well up in her eyes again, and her eyes were red, but she didn't dare to panic.

I could only hurriedly raise my hand to wipe my tears, my fingers trembling.

But at this moment, a touch of red entered his sight.

My mind was instantly filled with surprise.

She turned her wrist excitedly and saw that the blood moon mark had become a little lighter than before.

He immediately grabbed Song Yingyue's sleeve tightly.

"This mark is connected to Qing Ci's soul power and is already fading. We need to hurry, Sister Song!"

Her voice trembled and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Song Yingyue nodded quickly: "I can now perform the Twelve Constellations Spirit Gathering Formation by myself."

Having said this, he paused again and frowned.

"But we need someone to be the core of the formation, to lead the spirits with spirits."

"I do!"

"But once the magic circle is activated, the center of the circle can never leave two meters away."

"I'll do it!" Tong Huanyou said firmly, without any hesitation in his eyes.

I used to hate having my freedom restricted the most, but as long as it could save him, I would give up my freedom.

Jueshen Mountain is the highest mountain in the world, and there is no place closer to the sun and the moon than here.

So, the two of them quickly found a large cave facing east at the top of the mountain.

Arriving in the cave, Tong Huanyou hurriedly took out the blood crystal dagger and clenched it tightly in both hands, trembling slightly.

Then Song Yingyue quickly formed seals with her hands, used her spiritual power to extract all the soul power from the blood crystal dagger, and moved it into the bowl.

Soon, the two found the center, and Tong Huanyou sat in the middle.

Song Yingyue just tapped her brows lightly, and suddenly twelve strange lights flew out and headed in different directions.

The light instantly connected into one, forming a circular outline.

Tong Huanyou only felt a strong pressure coming, the air around him seemed to become heavy, and breathing became difficult.

Spiritual power surged out of the body and connected with the twelve rays of light just now.

In an instant, the Bolan Bowl turned upside down and rose into the air, blasting out a Buddhist scripture rune that shot straight into the sky!

In a place invisible to Tong Huanyou's naked eyes, a silver soul floated out from the platinum.

It slowly fell into her arms and was slowly gathering.

Tong Huanyou felt the familiar energy fluctuation and his body trembled slightly.

Tears welled up in my eyes again and I couldn't speak.

"Idiot! Aren't you most afraid of me leaving? Then how can you leave first..."

---

Three years later.

Since the world was reshaped, all the humans and demons who died in that war have been resurrected.

All memories were rewritten.

The two tribes have long been living together.

There are demons in the human world, and there are humans in the northern wilderness.

Because the demons have been influenced by human thoughts, they have long lost their primitive animal thinking.

No longer blindly respecting the strong, but pursuing a more self-happy life.

The food is no longer bloody raw food, but a variety of delicious cooking.

Walking on the streets of Lingcang City, you can see bull monsters selling braised meat, and you can also see rows of monsters sitting in teahouses listening to storytelling.

When each other's civilizations are connected with each other.

The Taoism of the human race has made a great step forward. The most obvious is the sword-wielding technique, where traveling a thousand miles overnight is no longer a problem.

It is very common for a person who falls in love with a demon to marry him or her.

……

At this time, a daunting staircase leading to heaven appeared on the mountain of Jueshen Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a glazed white jade palace stands tall, contrasting with the pure white surroundings, which is magnificent.

The originally sharp and hurtful ice and snow has become soft, like white petals scattered by fairies, fluttering in the air, so beautiful.

The once hideous ice crystals had lost their former sharpness, and as the sun rose, water drops fell, making clear and pleasant sounds.

Halfway up the mountain, a thin waterfall is formed by the melting ice and snow.

In front of the palace, on the huge square, a group of monks dressed in snow-white brocade robes were practicing sword skills while sweating profusely.

There were also older instructors beside the formation, giving them careful guidance.

If you look closely, you will see that some of those young monks have small horns and animal ears on their heads, and some even have demon faces that have not fully transformed and are mixed in with them.

Because Yu Qingci killed the evil god, it became the fulcrum of the new world memory.

This led to an alliance between humans and demons, and the establishment of the Demon-Slaying Hall on Jueshen Mountain, the border between the two worlds.

All transsexuals can join in.

The name Monster Catcher has completely disappeared.

Now, they are called evil slayers.

What is cut off is evil, what is eliminated is wickedness.

It is no longer just aimed at the demon race, it only targets evil.

The rules of the alliance after the formation will be somewhat strict towards monsters.

Because monsters are born with monster powers, while humans need to practice to acquire them.

Therefore, any demon who arbitrarily uses harmful magic will be caught by the evil-slayer, then locked up and punished according to the law.

At the same time, if any evil cultivator causes harm to demons, they will be treated equally.

In the final analysis, any person or monster that uses magic power to harm civilians will be under the jurisdiction of the Evil-Slaying Palace.

As for the others, they are still under the jurisdiction of their respective emperors.

Today, the Demon King of the Northern Wilderness is the only dragon in the world, Xuanlin.

The master of the Demon-Slaying Hall is Song Yingyue who has become an immortal, and the deputy master is Xie Zhili.

As for the Human Emperor, he is still the one who came back to life from the dead.

From then on, the world was peaceful.

Wars rarely occur.

Humans and demons coexist to achieve true happiness.

Peace in the world.

---

At this time, outside the cave on the edge of the steep cliff at the highest point of Jueshen Mountain.

A person in a watercolor jacket and a ponytail is dancing with a silver sword in the falling snow.

The snowflakes fell gently on her shoulders and hair, but did not affect her movements at all.

The sword swept through the snow, bringing up cold streaks of light and shadows, and the surrounding air seemed to be stirred by the sword energy.

Soon, the dance was over, and with the last fierce horizontal slash, the snowflakes dodged one after another.

Sheath the sword.

She raised her hand, letting the snowflakes fall into her warm palm, and watched them gradually melt.

After a while, she turned around and stepped into the cave.

Drops of water dripped down the cave wall, making a crisp sound that echoed in this silent space.

In the center of the cave, there is a star formation, and a sky crystal cold bed is placed in the center.

Above it, there is also a dark blue platinum suspended.

If you look closely, you can see that the platinum seems to be constantly absorbing tiny bits of light.

Following the trajectory, it turned into tiny strands of light and slowly entered the body of a seven-tailed white wolf lying on the Tianjing cold bed.

The white wolf's breath was weak, and its white eyelashes trembled occasionally, as if it was trapped in a deep dream and difficult to wake up.

Tong Huanyou slowly squatted down, lying on the edge of the cold bed, resting his head on his hands, and staring at the coiled seven-tailed white wolf with his head tilted, his eyes as gentle as water.

"Qingci, I recently heard that there is an acacia tree in the home of the fox tribe in Tushan, Beihuang. If the love between a human and a demon is as deep as the sea, they would not want to be separated by life and death."

"You can go and pray under the tree, hoping to be reunited in the next life. Many demon couples go there to pray, it's quite lively~"

As she spoke, her fingertips slowly approached the white wolf's nose. Feeling the gentle breath, the corners of her mouth raised in a reassuring smile.

"I am now very good at swordplay."

She raised her chin, her face showing pride yet a little disappointment.

"But, not as good as your dance."