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"It hurts,"

Yu Qingmo stood up staggeringly, rubbing her thin arm that was hurting from the fall with a bitter face, but she didn't notice the old man not far away at all.

The pictures are superimposed one after another, and the man in the memory frowns and smiles, sometimes frowns and thinks, and sometimes smiles.

His handsome and unparalleled face was full of high spirits. He once pointed to the vast sky and said to him that one day, he would make the whole world surrender to him.

The distant consciousness gradually returns to the body,

"Wuchen..."

A slightly hoarse voice attracted Yu Qingmo's attention, her eyes lowered for a moment of panic, waiting for the other party's reaction.

The old man stood up abruptly, but accidentally tripped. Fortunately, Yu Qingmo supported him with quick eyes and hands.

The thin hand that seemed to be left with only a skeleton tightly grasped Yu Qingmo's arm, and she couldn't help frowning in pain, "...Are you Wuchen's child? Are you the king of the demon world?"

Ye Zhuting's eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked up at Yu Qingmo's clear black eyes.

A thick celestial power spread to Yu Qingmo's whole body, she was also shocked, the other party actually saw through her identity all at once.

"Yes or not?" Ye Zhuting trembled with a hoarse voice, tears even overflowed from his eyes.

"I...how do you think so?" Yu Qingmo felt a little fear in her heart, her identity has always been a secret, if Ri Mu found out her true identity, the consequences would be disastrous.

What's more, she still has a lot of unfinished things now, and she can't give up halfway. Thinking of this, Yu Qingmo secretly gathered a touch of fairy power, and a delicate and small dagger appeared in her hand.

"I remember...the twins."

Ye Zhuting let go of his hand with a silly smile, and even smoothed Yu Qingmo's wrinkled sleeves.

His dull eyes gradually regained consciousness, regret buried him for thousands of years, many people and things were forgotten by him, only the big and small things of that person are still vivid in his memory.

"Who are you?" Yu Qingmo stepped back a little, shaking off the immortal power that the man had left on her arm.

"It's your father-killing enemy."

Ye Zhuting lowered his head. He once climbed to the altar with that person, but both fell to the top of the sky.

Even if Yu Qingmo had an artifact to protect his body, it was impossible for him to hide his identity as a demon from the gods, even if he was not a complete god.

"Kill your father and enemy?"

Yu Qingmo repeated inexplicably, the old man in front of her seemed harmless, but it was not enough to make her take it lightly.

Seeing the other party's staggering steps, Yu Qingmo almost couldn't help but stepped forward to support him, "I don't understand what you are referring to. It is my fault to trespass here, so I will leave now."

"Don't you know? This old man is that Ye Zhuting."

Ye Zhuting has not used his celestial power for a long time, his cultivation level hovers between a celestial being and a god, he is the person closest to a god in this world.

Hearing this, Yuqing Mo paused, staring in astonishment at the old man in old clothes and with vicissitudes.

Ye Zhuting has clearly become a god, ascended to the God Realm and ranks as the master of all living beings, no matter how he thinks about it, it is impossible to be reduced to this appearance.

"I killed Yu Wuchen with my own hands back then, and saved the Six Realms from the flames of war. At that time, I also lost the qualification to become a god."

Ye Zhuting naturally saw Yu Qingmo's distrust, and stretched out a bone-like hand from his sleeve, "...do you recognize this?"

Yu Qingmo followed his gaze, and saw that a long emerald green chain was interlocking and wrapped around his thin wrist in six turns.

The fine workmanship makes it refract a round of light under the moonlight, and a faint magic power quietly surrounds it.

"It was given to me by Yu Wuchen before."

Ye Zhuting caressed the patterns on it, as well as the unique magical power of that person.

The millennium of chaos suddenly dissipated. Although he discovered Yu Qingmo's little actions, he had no intention of stopping them. Even if the other party wanted to take his life, it was right.

"Ye Zhuting..."

Yu Qingmo closed her eyes halfway, with mixed feelings in her heart, recalling the past, she did not rush forward recklessly.

"Since that day, I have been staying in Nightmare City, accompanied by this Nightmare Flower."

Ye Zhuting moved his body lightly and wanted to lean against the big tree, the dead leaves on his white hair fell to the ground gently, "Maybe it's because they all think I'm crazy."

"It's just that I didn't expect to meet you." Ye Zhuting's consciousness became more and more lucid, and the past few decades seemed like a nightmare.

It was because he was a demigod that he could get rid of the illusion created by Nightmare Flower so easily, and also because Yu Qingmo's appearance aroused his remaining consciousness.

Even if he wakes up, what can he do?

Yu Qingmo stepped towards Ye Zhuting, a strange purple flashed across her dark eyes, and the dagger in her hand was replaced with the long sword Huangpu Zhisheng gave her.

Under the moonlight, that beautiful long black hair was suddenly dyed pure white, and Yu Qingmo walked towards him with heavy steps.

The scenes before her mother's death came to her heart, and the pain and hatred that had gone away all returned because of Ye Zhuting's appearance.

The bewitching purple vertical pupils were full of hatred, and she raised her long sword and pointed it at Ye Zhuting, "You know, because of what you did, the entire demon world was ruined! You don't deserve to be killed, you don't deserve to die Yes, but none survived..."

The hand holding the sword trembled, and Yuqing Mo held back what was almost overflowing with red eyes.

Too many people died in front of her back then. In that turmoil, the royal city was destroyed by the flames of war. When she was young, she could only watch helplessly as her mother guarded the city gate with a sword in hand. She never thought that the farewell would be forever.

No matter how glamorous she was, she was just an ordinary mother at the moment of her fall.

In that glance, she was full of nostalgia and heartache for those two daughters. There is nothing in this world that is crueler than not being able to let a mother watch her children grow up.

The demon world has changed hands, and Yu Qingmo was protected by several dead men, and she was taken away from the chaotic demon world and fled into the human world.

This escape lasted for decades.

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(???ω??)?? cheeky to ask for flowers