I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

In the spring of the fourth year, the Righteous Way finally attacked because the Demon Cult had become more brutal over the years.

In the peach blossom forest on the back mountain of the Devil's Cult, the original pink peach blossoms have long been stained crimson by blood. The peach blossoms of the Devil's Cult are indeed the most beautiful in the entire rivers and lakes, enough to confuse everyone's eyes.

Because Meng Xi mistrusted others, he was plotted against by others, and his internal strength was blocked. He could only watch the demon disciples die one by one in front of him. There were many faces he was familiar with among these people, and he obviously only regarded those people as useful Knife, but why is it still uncomfortable.

He was also a character like a hero, and he had exhausted all his tricks, but unexpectedly he was about to die at the hands of traitors in the sect. As early as when Meng Xi noticed that there were signs of inner ghosts in the demon sect, he mistakenly killed many trustworthy people because of suspicion. People would rather kill by mistake than let them go.

He was not a soft-hearted person, which made the Demon Sect panic.

He had thought of many candidates who might be traitors, but he never expected that the last traitor would be someone he had never doubted—he was once the most beloved male favorite, not because he trusted this person so much, but because he didn't trust him at all. They didn't put each other in their eyes.

It's just a little male pet.

But now it's actually this well-behaved and sensible male pet who ruined his life's foundation, how ridiculous.

Looking at the thin and handsome man who was very far away and protected by several experts, Meng Xi raised the corners of his lips mockingly.I still remember when I first met this person, he was still a young boy, timidly holding his sleeve tightly, not daring to let go.Now the other party has become a handsome man, and he can stand on the opposite side of him alone.

For the past five years, he has been thinking about the immortal, but he has ignored him.

I thought it was an obedient little rabbit, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Meng Xi was already extremely embarrassed, but standing on the opposite side of everyone, he still had a chic attitude.

This was the first sentence Meng Xi and the young man said after the young man brought righteous people into the Demon Cult. He didn't question the so-called 'why' hoarsely. His question was too calm, as if this person was already tired of living For him, death may be a relief instead.

It turned out that waiting for someone would be so tiring, waiting day and night, and thinking wildly while waiting, he thought he was already born with a demon, even for a person he didn't like very much, such waiting would also form an obsession. Nian, not to mention that his feelings for that person are not something that can be easily let go.

The elegant young man frowned at Hierarch Meng's words. He heaved a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "It is impossible to succeed with my means."

The young man continued: "The leader has not cared about the Devil's Cult for the past five years, and he has never controlled the Devil's Cult again. His subordinates will inevitably be a little cautious, and I can succeed so easily, otherwise..." This impregnable Demon's Cult How can I be reduced to this point just because I am a mole with no real power.

"You hate me?" Meng Xi looked at the elegant young man and asked.

He was just asking casually.Mostly, he just felt that a normal man would not want a woman to lie under another person, and that's why he asked this question.

Meng Xi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the sunset glow that burned half the sky red, the blood-colored peach blossoms fluttered down the shoulders of people... But there was no tall figure of that person, he couldn't help tilting his head and coughing When he stood up, a lot of blood gushed from his lips.

Four years is enough time for a person to forget a person, let alone such a bad person, it is probably very easy to forget him.He thought that he probably hated that immortal who looked like a god, but why was he the person he wanted to see the most when he knew he was going to die, so he really wanted to...give him one last look, even if it was just one look.

Meng Xi laughed again.

I think this is retribution.

The young man shook his head: "Master, you know that before I just wanted to be with you, as long as I can be with you, I am satisfied, why do you say it is hate?" He smiled softly, as if relieved easy.

"After all, you brought me out of hell, you are like my god, I obey you, no matter what you say, I will always believe, but you, you just brought me from heaven to hell... "

The young man closed his eyes, as if he was trying to wait for a word of liking from the other party, even if it was fake, but he didn't get it. The other party was waiting for an unknown person, so why wasn't he waiting? A wry smile appeared once, no longer waiting for that impossible expectation.

He asked as if his heart was ashes:

"My parents were actually killed by your order. The seven members of my Cheng family, 130, all died at your thought."

"Right, Master!"

Meng Xi turned his gaze and stared at the man unfocused for a long time, finally found that long memory from the depths of his memory, he laughed wildly: "If you don't tell me, I would have forgotten, you are from the Cheng family." A child prodigy, at the age of seven, he can teach the little prince according to the theory!"

Meng Xi coughed up a lot of blood because of the maniacal laughter. He was already at the end of his strength, and the poison that sealed his internal energy was depleting his body all the time. He didn't have any desire to survive, he just... wanted to see that unbelievably beautiful person who was like a flying fairy in the dust.

I don't know the origin of love, but why should I be so passionate.

So Meng Xi didn't care about this young man's identity and what he thought. His only regret was that he died and couldn't see the immortal who didn't belong to anyone. So the immortal can't be trusted? ?It was agreed that he would come when the peach blossoms were in full bloom next year, and watch the peach blossoms with him, but he had been waiting for four years, and this person never came.

A tear fell unconsciously from the corner of the handsome young man's eyes.

If this person says no, if this person says he loves him, then he might try his best to keep him by his side, but this person is Meng Xi, the leader of the Demon Cult. How can such a vile and lazy person be willing to compromise? .

and so……

He can only die!

To the east of the Luan River, there is a group of mountains soaring into the clouds. The peaks of the mountains are surrounded by misty clouds. On one of the peaks, a man in flying white clothes frowned. It's also very good-looking. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a glorious day, like a banished fairy descending to earth.But the narrow and coquettish eye ends gave the other party a bit of glamorous taste.

This handsome man is the revered Qiankun Venerable.

Nan Ming rubbed his temples. He was just retreating to heal his wounds. He thought he would be able to come out in just a few months, but he didn't want this retreat to last for four years. Feeling dissatisfied.

Venerable Qiankun is not a person who likes to be entangled, and he has already come out. Naturally, he went to find the other party immediately, not to mention that he still had inexplicable heart palpitations, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

Just like fate, he had an inexplicable illusion in his heart, the feeling that a story must have an ending.

But why do you feel this way?

He felt that he was a player in the game, but he also felt that he should be a spectator.