Fly like a dream

Where the sea and the sky connect, the afterglow of the setting sun is shining its last rays.In the blue ocean, the reflection of the waves is full of purple clouds, which makes people feel more relaxed and happy because of the twilight.

Legend has it that there is a divine herb in the Shui people, which can be used as medicine to cure all diseases. If it is fed with spiritual energy, it can protect the corpse from decay.

Not to mention the four races, even the human race has legends about the Merman Grass.

The divine grass in the water area is hidden in the South China Sea.Guarded by the Shark Emperor himself.

It can be imagined that it is precious.

Under the shade of the tree, the black cloak fluttered with the wind, and the face could not be seen, because there was a silver mask under the hood.

Under the setting sun, the fishermen returned with a full load.

Night is approaching, the time has come.

The enchantment that fell subsequently enveloped the entire sea area.

A huge barrier that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Like a hell Shura, one step at a time, the right hand raised high, releasing a powerful airflow from the palm.

The Devil-Breaking Sword condensed in an instant let out a bloodthirsty cry, as if it was desperately wanting to drink blood.

From the shackles on the wrists that had never been taken off, some dirty pus and blood were faintly oozing out.

The slowly sinking body seemed to return to the old battle.

In that battle, he became famous in the Three Realms and was named the number one war god by the gods.

That battle shattered Yaozu's eager ambition.

A hundred years later, he led millions of heavenly soldiers to crusade against the demon clan, and finally forced the new demon master Le Fan to the end of his life and sent him down to the heavenly clan.

The war between gods and demons also affects the lives of the people in the human world.

But in exchange for a century of peace in the world.

But after all, there is a demon master with an evil heart, and stories of demon clans doing harm to the world are not uncommon.

After Zilong succeeded to the throne, the Yaozu existed like a thorn in the flesh.

Similarly, Le Fan's existence is like a thorn in Yin's back.

Rather than saying that he got Zilong's hint, it is better to say that killing Lefan is also his long-cherished wish in this life.

He sneaked into the monster clan silently and managed to destroy the entire monster clan with his own strength, but because of the short separation from the clan, his father seized the gap and imprisoned Yun'er.

It was because at that time, the demon prince was obsessed with male favorites, and left too many blasphemous messages about his ancestors.

Dragging his seriously injured body, not daring to delay for a moment, he knelt in the Mozun's bedroom for five full days.

What he got in return was the eternal kneeling in his private room. If the demon king doesn't issue a pardon for a day, he will kneel forever.

With such a seriously injured body...

No matter how much he begged, Mozun would not let Yun'er go...

All he knew was that with his almost slack mind, he vaguely heard his father say that.

"The monster race has been evil for many years, it should be eliminated...just..."

"It's just Yin'er, if that Zilong wants you to destroy the demons one day, what should you do?"

Those insightful eyes made Yin feel more and more uncomfortable. In just a few days, no one should have discovered that the Yaozu was destroyed, let alone know that he had killed the Yaozu, and no one should have known that the extermination of the Yaozu had suffered. Zilong's intention...

The Yaozu is his mother clan, and the person who exterminates the Yaozu can be anyone, but not him.

Yin didn't answer, but the increasingly hazy consciousness still begged him to let Yun'er go.

"Please, let Yun'er go."

Repeating this sentence over and over again, like a machine, Mozun was almost afraid of such a sound.

His eyes had long lost a trace of expression, as if he was a dead person, but he responded mechanically to these words.

He didn't know if he was still conscious, and even doubted if he was alive.

Jiyu struggled to confirm the uneasiness in his heart.

But still can't let go of the knot that has been inextricable for many years.

Finally, at the moment when the weaker and weaker voice almost completely disappeared, Yin frowned, and bursts of violent coughing suddenly sounded.

Yin pressed his hands tightly to his lips and coughed violently.

Trembling almost convulsively.

Blood slowly oozes out from the gap between his finger bones.

Mozun finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up straight.

"You were hurt! Did Le Fan hurt you? How did he hurt you! It can't be..." It couldn't be the secret blood curse of the Yaozu.

God!Never be that! !

Just like the demon's forbidden technique, rebirth, it also comes at the cost of death. Resurrection is to save people, and the blood curse is the most vicious curse.

From the depths of the soul, from the inside of the body is constantly corroded, under the always glamorous appearance, the internal organs have long been festered and corroded, until finally vomiting blood and dying, the pain is extremely painful.

But the prerequisite for this curse is that the person who is cursed has a strong concern and deep love in his heart.

Every clan has its own secret techniques, but those techniques are all self-destructive tricks. Therefore, no matter it is the resurrection of the demon clan, the blood curse of the monster clan, or the soul-absorbing of the fox clan, they are all listed as forbidden techniques. .

The secret arts of the Celestial Clan are divine fire and thunder punishment that only gods can summon, but no one has ever known the secret arts of the Ghost Clan.

He looked at the son he had always hated so much, but his stubborn and paranoid son still only responded with one sentence.

"Please... you! Let... people!"

He spat out four words with difficulty, coughed again, and the blood increased a bit.

Mozun sat down slumped, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

"In your heart, do you really care about that male favorite?"

"Yun'er is not a man's favourite!" He retorted with all his strength.But he never noticed the pain in Mozun's eyes at this moment.

A calm and ruthless voice sounded from the Demon Venerable's mouth, "From today onwards, the prince of the Demon Race will punish the secluded room to kneel forever!"

The sound was stunned.

He just stared blankly at his father.

"Stupid as hell"

"I don't have your unbearable son. Before you recognize your identity, don't say that my demons can't tolerate you, the number one God of War in the Three Realms!"

"The same goes for the Three Realms!!"

"Go! It's better to die in that secluded room than to cause harm to the Three Realms!"

This time, Yin didn't refute anymore, but trembled, smiled slightly, and got up with the last bit of strength.

"Father doesn't want to see children at all... Anyway, father, take care...!"

But he turned around resolutely at that moment, but he never saw the repeated pain in the eyes of the demons.

Mozun once said: "The demon race has been evil for many years, it should be eradicated..."

Hesitating to speak, Mo Zun asked him again: "If that God Zun wants you to destroy the demon clan one day, what should you do?"

On that day, Yin did not answer.

In the end, One responded with actions.

He can choose to die with the demons, but he will not ignore that person's wishes.

But, after all, Zilong misses the old love...

That divine fire never killed him.

But now... how should he face this crime of murdering the whole family?

No one knows... That night, amidst the sounds of fighting all over the sky, how he gritted his teeth and held on.

It's not that he's incapable of turning the situation around, he's just...

He just... made a choice.

The demons are destroyed.

In this world, he has no relatives, no clansmen.

His unbearable son has really become an outcast in the Three Realms.

No one knew, he would cry too.

The fragility he tried to hide all his life was completely revealed in these short days...

But even so, who ever felt pity for him?

In this world, the little warmth he thought he had had turned into ice cold.

One wrong step, every step is wrong.

Now, the only thing is to make mistakes again and again.

Yin, who was in the depths of the South China Sea, looked at the gradually clear Crystal Palace, his eyes under the mask were slightly red.

"Father, the child will pay for this sin in the end."

Soon... will pay back.

It's just pity for Yun'er, whose life experience is already poor, and her innocence has become a victim.

But he doesn't understand...

The seemingly ruthless Mozun tried to save his life in the most gentle way.

It doesn't matter if he is imprisoned... or fined to kneel for a long time... or the marriage with You Li.

I just want him to live one more day, and live one more day.

What is the forbidden technique of the ghost clan...

Youli only said that if Yin and Yin are husband and wife, they can share her life with Yin...

But what the Demon Lord couldn't predict was.

One rhyme, just for one rhyme...

His Yin'er, the Yin'er that he didn't have time to treat well, will eventually miss that last chance.

Stand under the flames of extermination and enjoy the last baptism in the world.

It was as if seeing the gentle smile of the former demon queen.

Until the end, he thought...

His voice, after all, has a chance to survive.