Legend of the Asura

Noticing the strangeness of Totoro, the baby tugged at its ears suspiciously, but didn't think much about it, because at this moment she was a little out of control, and the scenes of He Fengxiao here were replaying in her mind, and there was no Take extra thought to think about other things. It has been half a year, and she has never enjoyed the intoxicating warmth from him again.

Now she is 14 years old, her body has grown a bit taller, and the immaturity on her face is also vaguely a little less, but living in a small world, she is still so pure as snow, even, she doesn't want her grow up. In that way, she can take it for granted to enjoy the pampering of her brother, as well as the pampering of her mother and sisters.

She stared at the familiar hole, got off the chinchilla, and then retracted it into the mount space, completely oblivious to its struggle before it was retracted.

In fact, Totoro's worries are superfluous, if the baby is really in danger, Dreamy Colorful Butterfly will naturally leave the pet space to protect her. Because holy pets have the ability to forcibly leave the pet space. For the level of this peak existence, how can its ability be generally comparable.

It's here that my brother helped me get beautiful shoes and helped me defeat the kitten. That day was the first day my brother and I met, and that was also the first time my brother protected me... The baby said slowly Walking slowly, talking to himself.

She missed him so much, she called out to him countless times in her dream. The most beautiful dream is to wake up and see him beside his bed, looking at him with a smile.

The small steps were slow, but the footsteps were very clear in this long and narrow cave, which woke up the sleeping Moyue and made her nerves tense instantly.

She knew that after using the enchantment of concealing breath, she had no ability to fight in a short period of time. If the opponent was an enemy, she would definitely die.

The cave is slightly tortuous, and the middle of the cave can be seen, but the bright bottom cannot be seen in the middle. Moyue stood up with great effort, grasping the black spear in her hand. At this time, she could only pray that the other party would return after halfway, or... be scared away by her.

Turning a small corner, the scene finally changed from darkness to light. The baby who was in a daze suddenly saw a dark figure appearing in his line of sight, and was slightly stunned.

Moyue pointed her spear forward, just about to expel her, but when she saw who was coming, she froze there.

What a girl!

Poems like dreams are not enough to describe her spirit, disasters to the country and the people are not enough to describe her beauty, and spiritual rain in the empty mountain is not enough to describe her temperament. Her eyes, her snowy skin, and her whole body seem to have not been affected by the dust of the world. Contaminated, the first time Moyue looked at her, she was taken away by this beautiful moment that should not exist in the world,

An angelic girl, where she exists, can make the world lose its color and become dim, and the most beautiful scenery in the world can only become a foil for her pure beauty.

Before she knew it, the murderous and hostile aura she had accumulated with all her might disappeared without a trace. Perhaps, after seeing such a girl, anyone would completely put away his devilish side, because... no one would have the heart to hurt her, That would be an unforgivable sin, more unbearable than killing thousands of innocent lives.

Mo Yue tried her best to restrain her mind, pointed her spear forward, and said in a ruthless voice: Get out!

Her voice also brought the baby back from the confusion, but didn't frighten her, because she was clearly a person, and a woman at that, and not a monster. The baby said apologetically: Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't know there was anyone here, so I'll leave right away. As if worried that his sudden intrusion would make her angry, the baby smiled a little embarrassedly: I really didn't mean to , don’t be angry.”

Mo Yue averted her eyes, in front of the baby, she felt inferior to her own existence. But her voice actually eased her violent mood like magic, and even the previous tension disappeared without a trace.

What kind of girl is this... Almost subconsciously, she asked herself the same question deep in her heart.

She would rather believe that she does not belong to this world.

However, the baby who was about to turn around suddenly stopped her, opened his mouth and looked at her for a while, then said anxiously: You are injured, and it is a serious injury.

Moyue's armor was obviously in tatters, and her body was trembling slightly. Because she was so weak that she could hardly stand still.

It's none of your business, get out!!

Moyue gritted her teeth, and stretched out the magic gun in her hand a little more, the trembling tip of the gun pointed directly at the direction of the baby's chest. But maybe it was too much force due to exhaustion. As soon as she finished her roar, she fell heavily on the ground, the spear in her hand was thrown out, and fell to the ground, making a dull sound of metal hitting the ground.

Ah... The baby let out a low cry, and hurried forward, trying to help her up. But before she got close, Mo Yue snorted coldly: Get out, get out immediately!

She forced herself to support her body and slowly sat still, but she could no longer stand up.

When has this girl who is loved by thousands of people been yelled at so rudely? The baby flattened her lips a little bit aggrieved, but the purest and kindest heart still made her ask cautiously almost instinctively: But, you It seems to be seriously injured, is it really okay? I... I have a very powerful sister, she can help you.

If you don't go out again, I will make you regret it.

Moyue turned her head to her, and she didn't know what kind of expression she had under the black mask.

The baby had no choice but to stop insisting, but still hesitated a little before leaving, but her hesitation made Moyue think that she still didn't give up and wanted to meddling her own business, she stretched out her right hand, pulled down her mask violently, and then Almost roaring loudly: Get out yet!

What kind of face is that...

Every one of her facial features was distorted, every inch of her skin was pitted and scarred, and countless nicks of various shapes covered her entire face, almost submerging every organ on her face.

This is a face that is so ugly that it can hardly be described in words. Even the legendary evil ghost still has a complete face, but she... that can no longer be called a face. This face will become pale in front of it. Scarier than evil spirits, more horrifying than the scariest gods. Against the baby's extremely perfect appearance, there was an unacceptable huge contrast.

Moreover, it was actually a woman's face.

Perhaps when ordinary people see this face, their first reaction is to faint from fright.

Although Moyue is called a demon god, she is still a person in essence. It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and Moyue is no exception. Thus, this face became her greatest pain, her greatest hatred, and also the source of her inferiority and resentment, because it was the humans of Tianlong Continent who gave her this face.

There used to be wars in Tianlong Continent, and if there is war, there must be blood and casualties, and there must be pain and resentment. After countless years of accumulation of various negative auras that cannot be dissipated, they finally formed a demon—that is, the demon king of the demon clan, the three major demon gods, and the ten guardians. Mojun bears the most and strongest resentment, Mosha is arrogance and arrogance, Moyou is greedy and obscene, and Moyue——she bears ugliness and jealousy.

So she has the ugliest face ever. Born as a devil that everyone avoids and rejects!

Resentment, therefore born. For an unknown number of years, she hadn't seen her own face, because even she hated it to the extreme. In the past, every time she saw it, her strong resentment would crazily boil. Although she is a demon god, in the final analysis, she is just an extremely pitiful woman, because she was born with the most important part of a woman disabled, and it was completely disabled.

Because of this, she hated the Tianlong Continent that gave her this face, and hated all the women on the Tianlong Continent. Jealousy is half of her original sin.

In front of the baby, she couldn't bear the desire to kill, but she couldn't help feeling jealous.

Then, to her surprise, the expected screaming and running away did not appear. The girl in front of her opened her mouth wide and looked at her face with wide eyes. Her star-like eyes were motionless and flickered slightly, making her Incomprehensible light.

Have you lost your mind already... Mo Yue thought miserably. What a tragedy it would be for a woman to have a face that could scare people into fainting or even death.

The next moment, she was completely stunned.

A small white hand stretched out, touched the face that was too ugly to describe, and then groped lightly twice, caught off guard, Mo Yue was completely stunned.

She is a demon god, with extremely strong strength and state of mind, but her state of mind can be easily broken now, because no one has ever dared to reach out to touch her face, and just one look is enough to make anyone fall into despair. escape.

The ingenious jade fingers in front of me are crystal clear and slender, and the skin exposed from the wrist to the fingertips is as delicate as snow. Just this small hand is enough to make Mo Yue's jealousy swell to the peak, and the owner of the hand is curious as if He was probing for something, but he didn't show any fear or disgust.

What are you doing! Mo Yue suddenly shrank her body when she came back to her senses, her eyes were fixed on the baby, she couldn't understand the girl who broke in more and more.

Did someone scratch your face? The baby asked suspiciously. Moyue's face seemed to be full of grooves, but under her curiosity and exploration, she didn't feel the traces of the grooves, on the contrary it was very smooth. The scars all over his face seemed to be painted on.

Injured? Moyue sneered, showing a trace of usual ferocity on her face, which made the already extremely terrifying face even more terrifying: I was always so ugly! No one hurt my face, It is you hateful humans who make me inhuman and ghostless!

{Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}