Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

The Hall of Yan Luo was established by Feng Lie, the Venerable Red Flame known as the "Devil Lord". It is located at the junction of the human world and the demon world, also known as the small demon world.Not only are the demon cultivators of the human race gathered here, but there are also real demons from the demon world. It can be said that it is now the largest gathering place of evil forces.

And Venerable Chiyan has been a standard Long Aotian routine in his life. Since he was a child, his parents died and he joined the Damen sect, but because of his poor qualifications, he became a handyman. Everyone in the sect thinks that everyone will humiliate him. .As a result, after leaving the teacher's door in anger, he first jumped off the cliff after being hunted down to get an unknown cheat book, and then met his current wife, Mrs. Qingcheng, at some unknown place, and then fought all the way with his wife's ancestral treasured sword, reaching the peak of a monk One step away from becoming a god, but in the end, bad luck happened again.

The brother with the best relationship has been blackened, leading a lot of people to insist that he is in collusion with the devil, but the people who eat melons actually believe it.Several sects united to beat him, but unfortunately the last female sect fell in love with him and let him go.But his wife, Mrs. Qingcheng, was almost killed to protect him, so as a matter of course, Feng Lie hugged his wife and turned into a black man. In a fit of anger, he didn't want to fly up, turned around and fell into a demon. After killing the original demon king, he became the boss of the demon world , United a group of people to make the cultivation world uneasy.

Of course, in Long Aotian's life, in addition to doing some earth-shattering events, there must be another element, that is beauty.Feng Lie's Yanluo Palace is an enhanced version of the imperial palace, he is the uncrowned king, and naturally he also has three thousand harems, besides Mrs. He doesn't hesitate to include anyone who looks good and is interesting to him.

However, even with concubines in groups, Feng Lie still loves to flaunt himself as an infatuated seed, wishing to use a loudspeaker to shout on the highest building of Yanluo Hall every day. He loves his wife Mrs. Qingcheng the most in his life, and he will never change.After all, except for Mrs. Qingcheng, other beauties have no status. How can a concubine who has not been officially married be considered a wife?

At this time, in Yanluo Hall, Feng Lie was having a meeting, and he called all the high-level officials of his power, his eldest wife, and a younger wife.

Originally the meeting was going well, and it was about to end and let everyone go back to their respective homes. Feng Lie's little wife, Hu Yao, who was unwilling to be lonely, stood up and started acting as a demon.

"Oh, why didn't Lord Fenggu come again?" The fox demon pretended to be surprised and screamed at the empty chair in the Twelve Monarchs. After screaming, he looked at Feng Lie's eldest wife, Mrs. Qingcheng. The relationship between Madam and Mr. Fenggu is the best.

Mrs. Qingcheng glanced at her, and explained to Feng Lie for Ku Jing: "Ku Jing was invited to live in Penglai a year ago, didn't I tell you before?"

"Why does she go to the Daoist cultivator's site for a short stay? She will stay here for a year." The fox demon spoke first, putting her arms around Feng Lie's neck and acting like a spoiled child: "Your Majesty, I think Feng Gujun just doesn't want to come back, and doesn't want to obey you .”

"Hehe." Madam Qingcheng sneered.

The whole hall was filled with the atmosphere of Gongdouju. What should the other eleven monarchs do? After all, this was not once or twice, and everyone was used to it.

Feng Li coughed, pulled the fox demon's hand off his neck, and said seriously: "It's your turn to talk about the Twelve Lords."

"Hmph." The fox demon was dissatisfied, and pursed her red lips.So Feng Lie changed the subject, and said to the eldest wife: "But it's not a good thing that Fenggu Jun has been on the Daoxiu site. After all, she is from our Yanluo Temple, and she still has to come back. I will send someone tomorrow... ..."

"No need." Mrs. Qingcheng interrupted Feng Lie, and said very displeasedly: "I will remind Ku Jing, don't bother some people."

"This is covering up." As soon as she finished speaking, the fox demon muttered.

Feng Lie saw his old and young wives had a headache, so he hurriedly dismissed the meeting and went to find another young wife to have fun.

And that night, Mrs. Qingcheng stayed up all night.

Mrs. Qingcheng was sitting on a chair, staring at a painting on the opposite wall without blinking. It was a portrait.The painters have great skills, and they painted this painting so vividly.Except for the absence of eyeballs, the facial features and temperament are the same as those of the person depicted.Obviously, looking at the entire Yanluo Palace, the only one who can draw to this level is Fenggujun.

As we all know, all the birds, beasts, insects and fish painted with spring breeze brushes in the dry mirror can come alive with the touch of the eye, so what if the painting is a person?

"Feng Lie..." Mrs. Qing Cheng walked up to the painting, stroked the face of the person in the painting and called out in a daze.This painting depicts her husband Feng Lie, but it is Feng Lie in his twenties, and it is his appearance when Mrs. Qingcheng first saw Feng Lie.

"Why have you changed so much!"

Mrs. Qingcheng spoke with tears and hatred in her voice.

Love is a very selfish thing. Many people think it is a demon, but it happens to be an emotion that everyone has, and it is even an element of some people's soul.

In terms of the ruthless way, love should be something that needs to be abandoned, but throughout the ages there have been countless ascetics who have met others and formed a path on the long road of seeking the way, so the so-called ruthless way is just a general concept.At least, Hua Yan thinks so.

She hasn't seen Dry Mirror for a week since she asked that question.The main reason is that Hua Yan didn't dare to feel ashamed, because she didn't know which tendon was cramped when she was touched by the scene, she just hugged the dry mirror and cried, and even cried and tossed all night, which was very embarrassing and childish.

"The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop..." Standing in front of the window, Ku Jing sighed faintly, looking at the clear water and blue sky in the distance of Penglai.She saw a person appearing outside the Huayan enchantment, it was a woman riding a fire phoenix, holding a scroll in the woman's hand.

The woman effortlessly broke into the enchantment of Huayan without disturbing anyone. She got down from the fire phoenix, took off the cloak she was wearing, and revealed a face that was unparalleled in the world and the world.If there is really any number one beauty in this world, it must be her, Mrs. Qingcheng from Yanluo Palace.

"You really came." Ku Jing hadn't spoken in such a sigh-like voice for a long time.

"Yes, I still came to look for you." Mrs. Qingcheng walked to the window, and she saw the chains that trapped the dry mirror at first sight, so she was surprised: "It turns out that you haven't returned to Yanluo Palace for so long. But it’s involuntary.”

Ku Jing shook his chained feet, and said in a low voice, "Although I can't help myself, it's true that I don't want to leave."

"Although you are trapped, you are very happy..." Mrs. Qingcheng couldn't understand this frightening mentality, so she said again: "But whether you think about Shu or not, it's time to go back." Mrs. Qingcheng untied the tie of the scroll in her hand, unfolded the unfinished portrait in front of the withered mirror, and said quietly: "I want to find him back from the beginning, and I want to change the Yanluo Palace. need your help."

Ku Jing looked at the portrait and nodded happily, "Since Madam needs it, I am naturally bound to do so."

"However, I have lost the Spring Breeze Brush now, you have to wait to get it back."

"Do you need my help?" Mrs. Qingcheng asked.

"Need, it's just this." Ku Jing looked at the immortal lock on his feet.

Mrs. Qingcheng walked into the room, and just flicked the chain lightly, and the chain lost its golden light and changed into two pieces.Then she looked at the dry mirror, and suddenly asked: "Why is your hair turning gray? Isn't it a joy to leave?"

"Hair?" Ku Jing touched the top of his head subconsciously, then smiled and said, "It's just that I have studied too much recently and spent too much effort." It takes only a moment for the cured hair to go back to jet black.

"That's good." Madam Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions, put away the scroll, and said slowly: "Since you are not with Chunfengbi now, then I will wait for you in Yanluo Palace first."

"Is one week enough? I can't wait."

"It doesn't take three days." Ku Jing stroked the magic pattern on his forehead and said, finally it was almost time to do something.

"Okay." After saying that, Mrs. Qingcheng turned and left.

Ku Jing stood in front of the window for a while, then opened the small cabinet under the mirror stand, and took out the bracelet that Hua Yan made with her own blood.Ku Jing pinched the blood-red beads on the bracelet, and the cyan devilish energy kept swirling around these blood beads.Ku Jing thought for a while and took out a drop of blood, which instantly turned back to liquid in her hand. She picked up the cinnabar on the table and infiltrated the drop of blood. When the blood dripped into the cinnabar, the green air After swinging for a while, it converged into the cinnabar.

That night, the banquet still came on the moon.

Ku Jing was in a daze in front of the table, looked at Hua Yan when Hua Yan pushed the door open, and said, "Why did you take a painting?"

She omitted the word 'also'.

"You said before that the only person you drew was me. I thought if it was true, it must have been when I was still in Penglai, so I went looking for it." Hua Yan said, walked to Ku Jing and walked down, seeing As long as there is no paint on the table, he spread out the scroll in his hand and put it on it, and said with a low laugh: "It turned out that I found it."

Ku Jing looked at the open painting, it was indeed that one, the only portrait of her left in Penglai.Ku Jing lied and did not lie, Hua Yan's portrait was indeed the only person she had ever painted, as for Feng Lie's painting for Mrs. Qingcheng, Feng Lie is now a demon, and the painting was finished without finishing touches.

Hua Yan on the painting is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it is in the blooming season, holding a plate of orchids and smiling. The most important thing is that Hua Yan's hair at that time was not the silver gray it is now.

"You were much cuter when you were a child than you are now." Ku Jing looked at the Hua Yan in the painting and smiled, then suddenly turned to look at the current Hua Yan, and said, "But the crying character has not changed."

"I..." Hua Yan understood that she was referring to the thing she cried a week ago, and the psychological construction she had made with great difficulty collapsed in an instant, and she wanted to cover her face immediately.But she couldn't do that, she could only helplessly say: "Senior sister, can we forget about it."

Ku Jing shook his head directly, no one would choose to forget this kind of joke.Then she was hugged by Hua Yan, who bit her neck with one bite, and muttered childishly: "I am your junior sister, you can't bully me."

She bit very lightly, Ku Jing had no choice but to tilt her neck to let her bite, but felt a little itchy, so she said: "Then why are you still bullying me, Senior Sister?"

"Because I'm young, you have to let me go." Ku Jing was confident.

Enough... This person is so childish that Ku Jing has the urge to touch his forehead, and she suspects that Hua Yan has been stimulated by something.

Hua Yan was indeed stimulated, but in another sense. She turned from nibbling Ku Jing's neck to kissing her, her eyes gradually deepened, and she whispered: "And I not only want to bully you...... Want to..." She reached into Ku Jing's clothes.

"Wait a minute." Ku Jing stopped her, Hua Yan looked at Ku Jing dissatisfied, Ku Jing leaned into her ear and whispered: "I want you to do something for me."

"What?" Hua Yan calmed down a little, and let go of Ku Jing.

Rong Jing picked up the cinnabar on the table, said something with thin lips, and then Hua Yan's eyes widened.

"Do you really want to do this?" Hua Yan looked at Ku Jing with an incredulous look.

The cinnabar is mixed with water, and it is usually used as a paint for makeup. Ku Jing dipped the cinnabar with a pen, and then nodded.

"Why don't you do it?" Ku Jing's voice sounded like a sigh, with misty eyes and brows.

"Come on." Hua Yan took a deep breath, took off his coat directly, and showed his clean back in front of the dry mirror, with a look of death.

Behind her, the dry mirror and the cinnabar, showing the same fox-like expression that Hua Yan had never seen before.