Can Haruki rely on it?

Who knew that the little demon was ruthless?

It's just that the world has given them the name of ruthless.

"Wuqing, are you still determined to find him?"

"Master, you know, I... still can't forget him." The man named Wuqing raised his head slightly, but he didn't look at the person who asked the question, but looked at the mountain in the distance. distant and blue-gray.

"Even if it disappears in ashes, is it beyond redemption?"

"Even if it is wiped out in ashes, it will be beyond redemption."

"Why are you bothering?" The old man in white clothes and white hair who still looks like a fairy sighed softly.

Wuqing nodded slightly, and pressed her thin lips together, "The little demon is not ruthless, he knows it."

"Then I won't say anything anymore, you can do it yourself!" After saying this, the master disappeared.

Wuqing was standing in the forest. It was late autumn at this time, and a withered yellow leaf fell on his shoulders, which inexplicably filled him with a sense of bleakness.

Fairies aren't heartless, are they?

The little demon finally became a spirit.

In fact, the little demon has no obsession with becoming a spirit. He feels that as a tree, he should not think about those illusory things. A pile of soil, go nourish others.

Trees have tree spirits, and every tree in this forest has tree spirits.Speaking of which, this is still a magical forest. The little demon has been here since it germinated from a seed. I heard from the old man here that for some reason, there is always a thin layer of blue smoke above this forest. Come on, I don’t know how many high-quality dryads have been nourished, so the trees here regard this layer of mist as a sacred thing. Because of this layer of mist, this forest has produced many dryads in the past hundred years. One is a cypress tree that has grown for 1 years. When it took shape, it was an old man in white clothes and white hair. He became the most prestigious person here. ".

The little demon was the last one to become a spirit. Although there were tree spirits before, they could only communicate with each other and could not take human form. Therefore, when all the trees around them became human, there were old and young, male and female. There are women, there are beautiful and there are ugly.The shapes are different, but the only thing they have in common is that they have all turned into humans, only the little demon is still standing there, motionless.In fact, Xiao Yao doesn't understand why they have to become adults, isn't it good to be a tree?

Xiao Yao is actually not his name, it’s just a nickname. In the eyes of those elders, anyone who is younger can be called Xiao Yao. It’s just that after everyone became a spirit, they all took a very literary name for themselves. The name, what Fen Tao Su Jin, Shen Yuluoyan can be found everywhere.So Little Demon became his name.

So another 1000 years passed, and the little demon was still a little demon, a tree that didn't even have a name.

The surrounding trees are still there, but they have already become empty shells and become ordinary trees.

Xiao Yao just fell asleep, opened his eyes and found that the master came again, and said softly: "Master, you are here."

"Little demon, are you still unwilling to become a spirit?"

"What's the point of becoming a spirit? I just want to be a tree. Maybe after tens of thousands of years, I will quietly disappear from this world. Isn't it great?"

"After all, the life of a tree is limited. If you become a spirit, and practice hard, you can live forever if you become a fairy."

The little demon was silent for a while, then raised his head and said: "Master will become a fairy in a few hundred years."

The master remained silent, and finally sighed and floated away.

Another 300 years in the human world.Today, the sky was full of thunder and clouds, and the blue mist hanging over the forest could no longer be seen clearly. It seemed that there was a heavy rainstorm.The little demon curled up its branches and leaves, ready to fall into a deep sleep. This kind of weather is actually very common. The smaller rainstorm is because a certain monster has become a spirit, and the bigger one is that the spirit has suffered a catastrophe. If it can be safe After surviving the catastrophe, you can ascend to Taoism.

Judging by the situation, another goblin is about to become a fairy, probably Shizun.Xiao Yao thought so, so she no longer cared about these things.

But this sky thunder was too powerful. When the little demon woke up, he found that he was surrounded by fire and smoke. Seeing that the fire was about to spread to him, the little demon smiled wryly, and then wanted to leave. It's just a tree, it doesn't matter how it dies, it will disappear sooner or later anyway.

The fire burned continuously for three full days. When the little demon opened his eyes, he found that the surroundings had turned into a piece of ashes. In fact, it was nothing to those trees that had become spirits, because their tree spirits had already left with their bodies. And if they leave, the rest will become a truly ordinary tree. Rather than saying that the tree body is their body, it is better to say that these trees are a place for them to grow up. Therefore, even if they are burned to ashes, very few people come to see them. one look.

After thinking about this, the little demon suddenly realized that he hadn't been burned to death, but when he lowered his head, he found himself in human form. What.

Master still didn't show up in the end, which was a bit beyond Xiao Yao's expectation.I thought he would say something to himself, but he still didn't.Just when Xiao Yao decided to leave, Shizun appeared, his body was surrounded by a layer of faint golden light, it seems that being a god is really good.

"Master." The little demon said lightly.

"If I don't help you, I'm afraid you will only be left with a pile of ashes at this time. Xiao Yao, I know that you don't have the wish to become a refined cultivator, but after all, we live in the same forest, and I can't look at you One was left behind, and turned to ashes."

Facing Master's sincere words, Xiao Yao just hummed lightly, and made no further reply.

"Now this forest can't stay anymore, what are your plans?"

"Then practice!"

"Did the little demon choose a name for himself?" Master asked.

"Never."

"Then how about you call Wuqing?"

"ruthless?"

As if knowing what the little demon asked, the master said indifferently: "This Wuqing is not that ruthless, and that ruthlessness is related to this Wuqing. Flowers do not have a hundred days of redness, and the sky does not have a hundred days of sunshine. Xiaoyao, you have to remember, the demon itself Ruthless, if you fall in love, you will never be yourself again."

Xiao Yao didn't quite understand what Master meant, but seeing that the other party didn't mean to be joking, Xiao Yao had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Wuqing is the name of this little demon.

Wuqing has a high level of comprehension, but because she doesn't want to become a fairy, she only cultivates when she wants to, but even so, Wuqing's cultivation is still growing at a not slow speed.Wuqing is idle most of the time, and the way Wuqing spends her free time is to sleep.When she is awake, she wanders around, the human world, the demon world, as long as she can go, Wuqing has basically been there.

When you feel sleepy, Wuqing turns into a tree and grows beside the road, ranging from decades to hundreds of years.

In fact, Wuqing used to take a nap. Once, she passed by the world, where the mountains and rivers were beautiful and the climate was pleasant. Wuqing felt tired while walking, so she stood by the road and turned into her original shape and went to sleep.I don’t know how many years I’ve been sleeping for this sleep, anyway, Wuqing’s sleep was very restless. Sure enough, when he woke up, he found a group of children around him, all about four or five years old, laughing and playing. From time to time, I went up to the tree and picked off a few branches.Wuqing is so quiet, she already has a headache, she wants to move to another place and continue to sleep, but she also thinks that this is in the world, if a group of children see a tree disappearing from their eyes suddenly, they will be scared to cry if they are not scared.

Wuqing knows that mortals are very afraid of monsters, even if he has no malicious intentions, he still doesn't want to become a tree that can eat people.Therefore, Wuqing had no choice but to endure, wanting to wait until they were all gone before disappearing.

When night fell, the children all went back, Wuqing was about to disappear, but found another little boy sitting at his heels, with his face buried in his knees, Wuqing couldn't see his face clearly, but he was sure He is the son of a rich family, because his clothes are not worn out, and they are even made of high-quality fabrics.Wuqing wondered why such a wealthy son was here alone, and was about to ask, but she was afraid of scaring the other party, so she had to give up.As if he had been wronged, the boy started to cry. Seeing no one around, the little boy cried louder and louder, as if he wanted to shed all the grievances through tears.

Wuqing had no choice but to stand there quietly and listen to the little boy's sobs: "I...I didn't want to cry, my mother told me that a man should stand upright, bleed, sweat and not cry, but my mother is no longer here, No one loves Mumu anymore, Daddy doesn't want Mumu anymore, Daddy has a vixen, and the vixen killed mother..."

Wuqing finally sorted out the ins and outs of the matter, Wuqing has seen this kind of thing before, a motherless child, a seductive vixen, all kinds of things in this world are beyond his control.