Pure Love General Administration Scum Transformation Center

The gale is coming!

On the unattainable cliffs, in an instant, stones and soil hit like shells!

Winged demons are as numerous as a tide, with hatred, resentment, and venomous innumerable dead auras opening their teeth and claws, swarming like a huge net that is sparse and not leaking, covering the top of people.

Passed by excruciating pain.

Chu Ge stepped on the ground, and he hurriedly tried to grab hold of the cliff, but right on the wings of the Winged Demon, the demon with a dark purple head slapped its wings fiercely, and its sharp claws hit the back of his hand.

In an instant, Chu Ge lost his fulcrum and fell into a bottomless abyss.

Are you still alive in this world.

Or is it already heading for death?

Consciousness seems to be immersed in warm water, soft, warm, and powerless.

He floated up and down in the water, then got up in a daze, and floated into the air.

In a distant and elusive place, there seems to be an ethereal singing sounding quietly, accompanied by a fragrant and sweet aroma, every style is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Under the night moon, in the breeze, in the flowers, tossing and turning, lingering.

It's like returning to the curling dream when I first entered Fei Leng Cui a long time ago.

By the green lake, the moon is like water.

—Who is singing there?

—It was the nightingale.

And who is Nightingale?

On the other side of the green lake, at the end of the night, in the endless darkness, there was a figure staring at him.

That person is not tall, not of adult stature, he has a pair of black eyes that are extremely rare in this world.

It's Murphy.

The ethereal singing resounded in the depths of the night, and Murphy stood on the other side of the lake, looking at him sadly.There seemed to be countless emotions contained in those eyes, joy was swept away in sadness, and in the end, it turned into a sigh.

"Murphy"

Chu Ge got up and walked along the small bridge on the lake, stumbling over it.

However, Murphy didn't seem to want to see him, and shook his head slightly towards him.

That was a negative meaning, which made Chu Ge fall into doubt.

--do not come.

"why?"

--go back.

"Aren't you with me?"

Repeated inquiries, but no answer, made people feel anxious,

Chu Ge stomped his feet. Seeing that Murphy would not listen to what he said, he stopped hesitating and walked towards the bridge. He was full of doubts, what was Murphy doing on the other side of the lake, why didn't he follow him back .

Obviously the other side is so dark, it makes people feel scared.

The closer he got, the clearer the expression on Murphy's face became.

But unexpectedly, it wasn't happiness at all, but panic, or even anxiety?

"Murphy?"

He was almost about to run, full of joy, about to step off the wooden bridge and step onto the land on the other side of the lake.

At that moment, Murphy was waiting by the bridge, stepped forward suddenly, grabbed his hand, and firmly pressed it against his body, preventing him from taking another half step forward.

cold.

The cold that almost pierced into the bone marrow.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

He went over with his backhand, wanting to grab Murphy's hand and hold it in his palm.

At that moment, as if awakened suddenly, Murphy struggled and put his arm against him.

It was a looking up pose, one on the bridge and one under the bridge.

Murphy raised his head, stared at him intently, and spoke hoarsely.

— You shouldn't have come.

what happened?

Questions arose quietly in his heart, and he was about to ask them out loud.Before that, Murphy moved his lips, signaling him to bow his head.

Chu Ge bent down.

A cool and soft feeling brushed against the lips, as quickly as an illusion.

There was a gentle smile in the dark eyes, and Chu Ge froze for an instant.

Also at the same moment.

The hands that were resisting him suddenly exerted force, and Chu Ge was pushed and staggered a few steps.

The wooden bridge under his feet disappeared at some point, and he thought of a feather that had lost its weight, retreating with the wind on the emerald lake under the moonlight.

Chu Ge desperately stretched out his hand, but he could only watch Murphy's figure being engulfed in the indelible night.

"I"

still alive.

The thousands of feet below the cliff is shrouded in mist that never disperses, like white clouds, like a veil, covering this place in a dream that cannot be seen clearly.

As the warm water washed over his body, Chu Ge stretched out his hand and slowly pressed his chest.

The heart was still beating steadily and vigorously.

But the vague and vague traction hidden in it has disappeared.

"he died."

Chu Ge murmured.

Thousands of feet below the ground, no one responded to him.

This time, even the blood contract could not be felt.

Who is singing softly on the other side, and who is leaving a soft kiss.

It was as if that was already the last wish, and I was extremely happy to see it.

In that encounter like a dream.

Chu Ge was pushed back to where he came from, while Murphy disappeared into the darkness that could not be stepped on.

The persistence and expectation for several days, the persistence and belief burning in my heart, finally completely collapsed at this moment.

Once again, he became a human being.

A person through and through.

He will always be the one who survived and was left behind. He can only watch the backs of his companions and everyone, and walk away from him.

The breeze gently blows through the treetops and the flower branches, and the pink and white petals are blown off from the branches, swirling and falling on the water.

There has never been the singing of nightingales, nor the whispering of human beings. This secret place hidden underground is as quiet as if sleeping in a tomb.

Just like the person who strayed into it unintentionally, they are all dead.

Chu Ge silently got up from the hot spring, wiped his cheeks, water drops fell down, and he licked his palm as if possessed by a demon.

Warm, with an unresolved astringency.

The longbow floated on the water, glowing with faint silver light. He picked up the bow and wiped it silently.

Along the way, there are countless casualties, and there is not much left of what I brought with me at the beginning.

moon bow, map, ring

The moment his eyes passed over the snake-shaped ring on his index finger, his whole body became cold and stiff.

That was the only Murphy-related item that Chu Ge could find.

In the cedar forest by the Oznachen River, Chu Ge was dying, and Murphy chose to go with him, and quietly put the ring on his left index finger.

And earlier, in the palace under the pillars by the Feilengcui and Cuihu Lake, the nuns sent picture albums.The person who didn't care about the devil pushed the job out with a smile, but taught the other person and put his mind at it.

—It was a wedding ring.

In the wasteland under the night, Murphy hugged Chu Ge, crying silently.

He hid all his love in his heart, and at the last moment of dying, he said softly——

I love you.

The untouchables from the north, the royal family of Fei Leng Cui.

The humble singer finally gained a glimmer of life in the endless torture and flogging, but at that time, his singing voice was already hoarse from the hot coals, and he could no longer sing such beautiful and beautiful songs, and he could not linger in his heart. mind.

Status and identity, time and age.

Slave and princess, this is destined to be a love that cannot be tolerated in the world.

It was dark and the wind was cold.

Steep and straight cliffs, night is coming.

In the mountain range that is difficult to cross, a small path has been eroded in the deepest part of the mountainside. Chu Ge walked forward silently with the bow of the moon on his back.

The parchment map was opened and closed, and the location on it was engraved in my heart.

Traveling through the Snow Moon Forest, crossing the Blackwater Swamp, and climbing over the Howling Mountains, the destination of his trip is just ahead.

The demons above a thousand feet don't know the environment below a thousand feet, they enjoy the delicious food and feast on it.

The lake is continuous in the forest, and the shrubs grow beside the road.

It is clear that the master is the devil in the darkness, full of hatred and loathing, but it still catches the eye, like a grand scene in emerald green.

Chu Ge stepped through the bushes and woods, being careful along the way.

He knew that this was the domain of the Demon King, and perhaps he had set up a net to hide ambushes and dangers, to guard against the arrival of outsiders.

However, unexpectedly, along the way, I have never encountered any demons.

Just like the rotten and decaying Blackwater Swamp and the steep and difficult Howling Mountains are the last barriers he set up, and those winged demons are his sentinels patrolling around.

The Demon King enjoys the fairyland he personally arranged, and does not allow low-level demons to enter.

He crossed to the other side of the lake, shuttled through the blooming flowers, and those lush flowers, without exception, had strong and unrestrained colors.

It's a red rose.

It is clearly the old lair of the devil, but this kind of plant that symbolizes love is planted all over the place.

The moonlight shone through the smooth marble, and Chu Ge saw the sculptures dotted among the flowers, which seemed to be carefully carved by the best craftsmen, with a soft figure and a moving back.

Without exception, they are in the form of girls, standing, sitting, running, or lying down.

After bypassing the flowers and seeing the front, those slight exclamations turned into shuddering.

They have no faces.

Those are the sculptures of countless faceless people, one after another sitting in the garden of the Demon King, under the pale moonlight, they look more and more eerie.

As if his heart was squeezed tightly, Chu Ge left the flower bushes, and he quietly walked towards the deep hall in the flower wall made of red roses.

The palace was hidden in the deep night, and the tall giant gate was actually open, as if the moonlight could not enter.

The figure on the throne turned towards Chu Ge.

He even had a slight smile, as if seeing an old friend who had been separated for many years, familiar and intimate.

However, he clearly has a face that Chu Ge is all too familiar with.

And a pair of bright red, demonic eyes.