Devil's way

The mausoleum stood in the courtyard, and the prince walked towards the mausoleum with a black jug in hand.

The single tree in the yard was specially planted by the prince. It has been around for many years, and it is almost too big for several people to hold it.

The stone tables and chairs under the tree are just right for a plate of wine and a jug of good wine to enjoy the moon while drinking.

"You also said that it has nothing to do with Ranyue Xianjun. When you saw him injured yesterday. His eyes were almost killing people."

The prince hadn't understood what happened yesterday, so the sudden appearance of the mausoleum was really surprising.

"Have it?"

Mausoleum looked calm, turned his head and smiled slightly, but there was a hint of sadness in his expression.

"Is there any more!" The prince sat aside, "I tell you, there are too many!"

"It's the first time I saw you like that, and I wondered if I was wrong"

If he hadn't actually seen it with his own eyes, the prince would not have believed that the mausoleum was still so irrational that it would show murderous looks towards a mortal.

"But speaking of it, isn't Ranyue Xianjun a fairy, why is he so easily injured?"

"There are regulations in the fairy world. In the human world, unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not use mana to reveal your identity."

"You know it well"

The prince was joking. When he saw the mausoleum secretly following Jiuranyue, he already felt that there might be something between the mausoleum and Jiuranyue. Now that he saw the performance of the mausoleum, he was even more certain.

"What is the relationship between you and Xianjun Ranyue?"

The prince was just concerned and didn't want to ask more questions. Seeing the mausoleum's hesitation, he didn't want to pry into other people's thoughts, so he kept silent and said:

"It's fine if you can't say it, let's have a drink, come!"

Mausoleum remained silent, picked up the wine glass, swallowed it in one gulp and let out a long sigh.

"There's nothing I can't say..." Ling Gui gently held the wine glass in his hand, and said with a sad wry smile: "It's just that he and I have nothing to do with each other..."

3 years ago...

When Mausoleum was passing towards Liushan in the human world, he met a little white rabbit lying motionless in the middle of the road.

Seeing a man riding a horse coming at a high speed, Ling Heol rushed up without hesitation and grabbed the horse's reins.

The fierce horse jumped high, and the man on the horse clung to the reins tightly, almost falling off.

"Damn you!" The man on the horse looked rough, with a hulking back, like a robber.

"How dare you stop my uncle's horse and block my way!"

No matter the person was cursing or cursing, Mausoleum directly ignored it, bent down and squatted down in an unhurried manner, and gently picked up the little white rabbit for inspection. It turned out that it was because of an injured leg that it squatted motionless in the middle of the road.

Mausoleum doesn't like any animals, but it loves the white rabbit very much.

"I want you not to take grandpa seriously!"

The man on horseback seemed very dissatisfied with Mausoleum's calm and composed attitude, so he pulled up the reins and wanted to ride his horse over Mausoleum.

Mausoleum looked coldly, without raising his head, with a wave of his hand, the legs of the leaping horse were broken!

If the horse stumbles, it will inevitably become unstable. The horse and the rough man on the horse will both fall to the ground.

Mausoleum turned his face to the side and looked at that person. He didn't need to speak, but people dare not underestimate him.

Perhaps it was because seeing that the mausoleum was not an ordinary person, that person did not dare to talk too much while lying on the ground, and was so frightened that he kept silent, with a face of greed for life and fear of death.

Ling Gui gently touched the rabbit in his arms, this gentle movement was in harmony with this serious and cold appearance.

He brought the rescued white rabbit back to the devil world, bandaged it with medicine, and healed it.

The dark demon world doesn't match the white rabbit at all, but even so, Mausoleum still keeps the white rabbit in its own hall to take care of it.

A few days later, one morning, the mausoleum slightly opened its eyes, and saw a beautiful face beside the pillow, peaceful and peaceful, and for a moment mausoleum had the illusion of being in a dream.

Soon the Mausoleum woke up immediately, this was still his bedroom, and there was an extra person on his bed!

Lifting the sword and pointing at the person in front of her, the sword light flashed, the beauty on the bed squinted her eyes, instinctively stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, woke up and slowly opened her eyes.

"Who are you?"

Mausoleum asked sharply, moving vigilantly and standing in front.

The beauty sat up slowly, but she didn't look scared. She had white hair, icy muscles and bones, like white jade, not stained by a speck of dust.

The two eyes were clear and bright, without saying a word, just looking at the mausoleum quietly.

"Answered my words"

The beauty still didn't speak, but gently raised her hand and opened her sleeves, revealing the ribbon on her wrist.

His Highness took a closer look, thought about it, and came to a conclusion.

"Are you that white rabbit?"

The beauty nodded her head, still looking at the mausoleum, her eyes seemed to be as beautiful as the sun, moon and stars.

"I didn't expect you to be able to transform into a human form. You must have cultivated into a monster, but you don't have any monster aura on your body. It means that you have a certain level of cultivation, and why did you get injured in the human world?"

The beauty paused for a moment, and finally said, "It's inconvenient to tell me, I hope you can forgive me..."

"Are you a man?!"

Mausoleum's first reaction was a little bit of surprise. At first glance, he thought it was a woman. After hearing the voice, he realized that the other party was a man.

"But what's wrong with it?"

Mausoleum looked away, calmly said "There is nothing wrong"

Thinking of the white rabbit that he held in his arms and gently stroked suddenly turned into a human, and it was still a man, Ling Gui felt embarrassed.

The person on the bed was smiling, as clear and bright as water, as pure and beautiful as the bright moon.

"What's your name"

"I..." The beauty paused and then smiled slightly, "Just call me Jiu'er!"

Jiu'er looked at Mausoleum with a different feeling in his eyes, gentle eyes, and a happy and beautiful smile.

Looking at Jiu'er, the mausoleum blushed unconsciously, and shifted his gaze to the ground calmly.

After that, Jiu'er voluntarily asked to stay in the Demon Realm and became a subordinate of Lingyao. He was loyal to Lingyue and Wei, and never left.

Mausoleum has become a habit because of Jiu'er's meticulous care by his side. From childhood to adulthood, from birth, no one has ever been willing to care for himself and be loyal to himself without asking for anything in return.

As the noble Second Highness of the Demon Realm, Mausoleum has only subordinates and subjects in this Demon Realm, and has never had any friends.

Because of Jiu'er's appearance, Ling Prison experienced for the first time what it is like to have friends.

Dissatisfaction with one another can only be buried in one's heart silently, but now there is someone to confide in, the loneliness and helplessness of the past can only be hidden under the cold appearance, now with Jiu'er, it is Really no longer lonely, because no matter what time, Jiu'er is always by my side, giving company.

In the process of growing up alone, a heart that had gradually become cold, because of Jiu'er, seemed to be slowly warming up, and felt happiness again.

"Why did Second Highness save me?"

"You mean when you were in the human world?"

"Um"

"When I was very young, I raised a little white rabbit, so when I saw you, I remembered it, and I couldn't help but save you."

"Can the devil world still raise rabbits?"

"I didn't raise it specially, I just picked it up. I don't know where it came from. Maybe I strayed into the devil world and couldn't find the way out. I was trapped, so I had a chance to pick it up."

"and after"

"Gone, as if it had never been there, leaving nothing behind"

"Compared to that, I am much luckier"

Jiu'er has a contented face, which always makes people feel that she wants to get closer unconsciously.

Perhaps it is just like this that the mausoleum regards Jiu'er as a friend so easily, because Jiu'er can give people peace of mind and peace.

"Jiu'er. You've been by my side for a while, and I've never heard you talk about your relatives."

Jiu'er didn't think about it, she was calm and natural, and had no feelings for her relatives and parents.

"Jiu'er, I have no relatives, and I don't have any parents in my memory."

Mausoleum looked at Jiu'er and said, "I will be your relative from now on."

This is the first time Mausoleum has made such a promise to a person, without any hesitation or reluctance.

One day later, this friendship changed unexpectedly...

Mausoleum was in a deep sleep, and when he felt someone touch him, he woke up immediately.

When she opened her eyes, Jiu'er was gently kissing her forehead

Perhaps Jiu'er was frightened by the sudden waking up in the mausoleum, her face paled and she looked very nervous.

Mausoleum didn't respond obviously at the time, but then deliberately avoided Jiu'er for nearly a month, and finally drove Jiu'er out of the demon world.

"you go"

"Sorry, I offended you that day"

Jiu'er's expression was full of guilt and regret.

Jiu'er seemed very reluctant to leave, but perhaps because he had no face to face the mausoleum, he readily accepted the request of the mausoleum and chose to leave the demon world.

But who would have thought that Mei Qing, who had been eyeing Jiu'er all along, had captured her before she left the Demon Realm.

"Your Highness"

"what's the matter"

"Ninth Young Master was taken away by Meiqing"

When Li Ya knew about it, he hurried to tell the mausoleum.

"Didn't you let him go out of bounds to protect him! What are you doing!"

"Your Majesty, please punish my subordinate for dereliction of duty!"

"You can be fined!"

Mausoleum is in the mood to punish people at this moment, and they are afraid that they will not be able to save them in time.

Meiqing belongs to the category of sex demons, who specialize in having sex with people to absorb the aura of men.

Mausoleum knows that since Jiuer came to the Demon Realm, Meiqing has been eyeing Jiuer, but she has no chance. This time to capture Jiuer, she will definitely try her best to eat Jiuer!

The mausoleum didn't delay for a moment, and felt that Shi Meiqing was already making a move, and it seemed that she couldn't wait!

Jiu'er looked uncomfortable, but Mei Qing was proud.

Just as he reached out to untie Jiu'er's belt, he was lifted from Jiu'er's body by the mausoleum and fell directly to the ground.

Before Meiqing could stand up, she was strangled by the mausoleum again.

"It's so uncomfortable." Seeing Jiu'er lying flat on the bed in torment, Mausoleum quickly withdrew the hand that was pinching Meiqing's neck, and strode quickly towards the bed.

"What did you do to him."

"It's nothing, I just gave him my specially prepared □□" Meiqing pulled the thin sand coat on her shoulders nonchalantly, "Anyone who eats this □□ must understand it, just Even the gods can't save it, if His Highness the Prisoner is really worried, he shouldn't come to disturb him."

"Even if you want to solve it, it's not your turn." As soon as Mausoleum finished speaking, Po Jie flew out with Mausoleum's hand, pierced Meiqing's body and plunged into the ground, and Meiqing disappeared in ashes.

Jiu'er seemed to wake up a little when he heard the voice of the mausoleum, and stood up with difficulty to look at the mausoleum.

Mausoleum looked at Jiu'er, turned around and walked out.

After a while, a girl was brought.

"Ninth Young Master" Shen Yao approached Jiu'er cautiously,

"Why are you here?" Jiu'er forced herself to sit up and looked at Shen Yao with doubts.

"His Highness Prison asked me to do it for you..." Shen Yao blushed, faltering, perhaps feeling too embarrassed to speak out.

"Get out!" Jiu'er wanted to get out of bed, but almost fell to the ground as if her body was not in control.

"Ninth Young Master" Shen Yao hurriedly supported him with a panicked expression.

Jiu'er threw Shen Yao's hand away and shouted loudly, "I'll let you out!"

In fact, maybe he didn't want to get angry with Shen Yao, he looked at the door with an unknown sense of grievance, as if he couldn't control himself.

Shen Yao also had a grievance on her face, the mausoleum insisted on her serving Jiu'er, and Jiu'er insisted on her going out, so she was in a dilemma.

Perhaps Shen Yao couldn't care less, so she took the initiative to approach Jiu'er first, and undressed.

"What are you doing!" Jiu'er looked at Shen Yao in surprise, and frowned as if involuntarily.

"I do it voluntarily, so Young Master Jiu doesn't have to worry about it." Shen Yao slowly approached Jiu'er with one hand gently holding Jiu'er's arm, and the other hand on Jiu'er's shoulder. Pushed away by Jiu'er forcefully.

"Jiu'er picked up the sword that had just been stuck on the ground and pressed it against his neck.

Because the skin had been touched to the blood by the sword, Shen Yao yelled out in fright, and the mausoleum kept guarding outside the door.Hearing the call, he broke into the door immediately.

"I'm sorry, I have no intentions for Miss Shen, and I can't spend my whole life with Miss Shen together, so I would rather die than destroy Miss Shen's innocence." Jiu'er's character is such that he wants to be with others casually under this situation. He can't do it either.

"You go out." Seeing this scene, Mausoleum was a little surprised. He didn't expect Jiu'er to be able to do this. He would rather die than treat others lightly, so he had to ask Shen Yao to retreat first.

Shen Yao panicked and picked up her clothes and walked out the door, closing the door behind her, and backed out obediently.

Seeing that Shen Yao had gone out, Jiu'er slowly removed the sword from his neck, and then sat down powerlessly on the ground.

Ling Gui approached and bent down, and carried Jiu'er back to the bed again.

"Her, you don't want to, what about me?" Ling Gui lowered his body and almost pressed Jiu'er's face, looking seriously into Jiu'er's eyes.

Jiu'er was surprised at first, then raised his head and put his lips gently on Ling Gui's lips, which was a response to the question that Gui had just asked.

Ling Gui didn't know whether he had such an idea because he just wanted to cure Jiu'er of his love poison, or because he had other feelings for Jiu'er, and his heart was vague.

……

the next morning...

"Thank you." Jiu'er lowered her head, not daring to look at the face of the mausoleum, and sat quietly on the bed, like a painting, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Thank you for what?" Mausoleum's tone was usually as if he really didn't know.

"Exactly..." Jiu'er's Baimei's face turned even redder, she still lowered her head and did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the mausoleum, this kind of thing has to be thanked to others with gratitude, Jiu'er's mood at this time should be described as indescribable , Hearing this question from Mausoleum again, he was so shy that he almost couldn't speak.

"Since you are already mine, I will treat you wholeheartedly." There was gentleness in Ling Gui's voice, and he looked at Jiu'er seriously, thinking that maybe he really fell in love with this person in front of him, fell in love with the same person Jiu'er is a man.

"His Royal Highness..." Jiu'er raised his head slightly after hearing this, and looked at the mausoleum.

"I like you, Jiu'er."

He Ling Gui has always done things clearly, if he likes it, he likes it, he doesn't hide, he doesn't hesitate, he tells Jiu'er clearly what he wants.

Before, she wanted to push Jiu'er away because she wanted to understand her own intentions, but now she just wants to protect the person in front of her.

Looking at His Highness Prison, Jiu'er burst into tears, and hugged His Highness Prison, "I thought I was the only one who silently liked, thank you for liking me too."

His Highness Prison didn't need to ask Jiu'er what he wanted, Jiu'er said it himself, His Highness Prison stroked the hair of the person in his arms, and smiled from the heart.

"His Royal Highness"

"Nine children"

"Being able to hold you like this is like a dream. It was something I didn't dare to think about. Now that it has come true, I feel scared instead."

Jiu'er gently embraced the mausoleum from behind, his eyes were as gentle as the moon, and his voice was as gentle as the breeze.

"afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid you'll lose me one day." Jiu'er whispered softly, "Losing is more terrifying than never having it."

"Jiu'er, why do you think so, how can I not want you?"

"His Royal Highness..."

"I will love you for a long time, as long as I am still alive, I will always love you, I will never forget you, I will never want you, I will always be with you."

Two people who truly love each other should have stayed together happily forever.

But people are unsatisfactory, many things are so unpredictable, once some secrets are discovered, it may change everything.

Break the beauty that you want to protect, smash that dream that you don't want to wake up...

"Brother asked me to come, what's the matter?"

"The person next to your pillow was born so beautiful, it's really rare, but it's just a pity..."

"What do you want to say, brother?"

"It's a pity that the two worlds of immortals and demons don't communicate with each other. It's hard to form a faction. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep him this time."

"What is the relationship between me, him, and the world of immortals and demons?"

"Do you really think he is a demon?"

"What do you mean?"

"He is the ninth Xuanjun among the Nine Sovereigns of Xuanli in the Immortal Realm, Jiuranyue! If he is with you, it will definitely cause chaos. At that time, how can the Immortal Realm tolerate him, and how can it tolerate you? There may be another war in the future, the importance of which, I don’t need to say, you should know.”

"How could it be? Impossible! Jiu'er is so possibly a fairy, how could it be Jiuranyue?"

"Did he ever tell you that he is not a fairy?"

"No... no"...

Although Mausoleum doesn't want to believe it, facts are facts. After thinking about it for a few days, I finally made up my mind...

"You go away"

"What happened to you?"

"I already know"

"what do you know?"

"Your True Identity"

"I... I didn't mean to lie to you"

"Don't say anything, let's go"

"No, I'm not leaving, I want to be with you"

"I don't need you to be with me, you go! It just so happens that I'm tired of you too, I've had enough fun, and I don't want to see you anymore."

No matter what harsh words Mausoleum said, Jiu'er was still unwilling to leave.

There is no way for the mausoleum, for the sake of peace, we can only choose the last solution, a solution that can be completely solved...

"I beg you, I promise you, leave the devil world, leave you, but I don't want... don't forget you, don't forget all the memories between us!" Jiu'er knelt on the ground, hugging the mausoleum tightly. legs, begging...

"Don't forget. I will be tortured for the rest of my life. When I go back, it should be completely broken."

Li Ya advised from the side, "His Royal Highness, think clearly! Once the love-forgetfulness curse is cast, it can only be undone if the person who cast the curse dies. Remember you, remember everything between you!, are you sure you really want to do this?"

Mausoleum is still determined...

"To him, I'm just someone who shouldn't be loved, and it's best to forget."

"No! I beg you not!"...

Even though Jiu'er was absolutely unwilling, the mausoleum was cursed after all, making Jiu'er forget everything, and become the Ninth Profound Lord of the Immortal Realm, Jiuranyue again!

The Mausoleum knows that keeping this memory will be endless torture for the time of eternal separation in the future. In order for Jiu'er to return to the peace of the past, the pain is so cruel that Jiu'er will forget himself, but let himself bear all this alone , silently guarding.

This has been going on for tens of thousands of years, but Mausoleum has never regretted its original decision.

No matter how hard it is to guard silently, he has never regretted falling in love with the one who is so precious in his heart...