The Lotus Lantern is with you

If I hadn't left Wanku Mountain, maybe I would still be that naive little fox who doesn't know the world, who doesn't understand love, hate, love, infatuation... It's love, it's resentment, it's all in vain.

Grandma, Xiaoyu is home...

……

The earth-shattering explosion shocked the heavens, and at this moment, everyone rushed to the place of the explosion.

When Yang Jian and Luo Chi arrived at the place, they only saw the landslide that had collapsed, and huge rocks piled up in a mess, forming small hills.

Yang Jian's face paled instantly.

"Second Brother Yang (Second Lord)" Nezha and Meishan brothers also happened to arrive.

"What happened here?"

Everyone looked at Yang Jian and Luo Chi suspiciously, because they arrived at this place first.

However, at this time, the faces of both of them were extremely ugly.Yang Jian's expression was very fragile, and the strong despair and sadness gave everyone a bad feeling.

I saw Yang Jian trembling towards the pile of rocks, he knelt down slowly, moved a few stones, and a blue jade pendant lay quietly in the crevice of the stones.

jade pendant...

With trembling hands, Yang Jian picked up the broken jade pendant. Yang Jian was dumbfounded, kneeling in the pile of rocks like an old fossil.

The breeze blows, bringing a few pale pink peach petals.Some of them fell into Yang Jian's hands, and gently covered the broken jade pendant.

The jade pendant instantly turned into green powder, and another gust of wind passed by, and the petals flew away with the powder.

Yang Jian clenched his hands, his pupils constricted, and desperately called out Mo Chen's name.

Then, he leaned over and began to pick up the messy stones.

He forgot that he had magic powers, but panicked and picked up the stones, looking around, calling Mo Chen constantly.

Maybe it was because the voice was so sad that the gods who came one after another fell silent.

Xiao Tiangou felt sad, so he wanted to go up to comfort Yang Jian, but Feng Ling stopped him just as he took a step.

Feng Ling shook his head at him, Xiao Tiangou lowered his eyes in disappointment, turned around and hugged Feng Ling, and buried his head in his neck.

Why is God so cruel?

The gods couldn't bear to turn their heads away, Yang Jian was almost crazy at this time, his hands were covered with blood, his white robe was stained with red plums, and the stones he moved were also covered with his blood.

He clenched his jade pendant tightly and gritted his teeth, no, nowhere!

Yang Jian finally fell to the brink of collapse.

Nezha couldn't bear it until the flaws in those white and perfect hands were visible. He rushed up and grabbed his arm, "That's enough, Yang Jian, calm down. Maybe Mo Chen isn't dead yet, it's just a jade pendant." Well, it doesn't mean anything!"

Yang Jian froze.

Nezha looked sad, and didn't know what it was like, so he knelt beside him, "He is so powerful, he will definitely not die, we will find him, for sure."

In fact, even he didn't know if he could find Mo Chen.But he only knew that Mo Chen was the man's pillar, and if he died, this man might not live alone.

For the first time, Nezha felt that love was so bitter.

The sky, flooded with gray, soon became snowflakes.

The fluffy snowflakes covered the destroyed valley beyond recognition. Luo Chi was standing in the distance at this moment, looking at Yang Jian who was in despair, the corners of his lips hooked numbly.

Wu crepe is dead.

dead...

Such a person, a person he hated so much, died suddenly.Luo Chi didn't feel the slightest joy and relief, but even more heavy.

Maybe it was because the man was wearing a gnat's shell, that's why he was so sad?

After a long time, he clenched his fists tightly, and the sharp nails pierced the palm of his hand, flowing out winding blood.

How could he have such a sad mood, Luo Chi smiled lowly, he covered the ring that was forcibly put on on his left hand, this thing was forcibly put on by Wu Chi when he was exchanged to the heaven.

At that time, the man said that the ring could monitor him, maybe he was afraid that he would betray him.Luo Chi clenched his left hand and left with a flick of his sleeve.

His deal with the Jade Emperor will continue.

……

The power of the Demon Realm was held by the Jade Emperor. Although Luo Chi appeared to have won the throne and became the new king of the Demon Realm, in fact, he was just a puppet of the Jade Emperor.The Three Realms thought that every movement in the Demon Realm was instructed by the young Demon King, but they didn't know that it was actually the Jade Emperor acting on his own, secretly controlling every direction of the Three Realms.

However, the Jade Emperor didn't hold everything in his hands. Although he was sure that Xiaoyu would choose to die with Wu Chi, then he could easily eliminate an opponent as long as he used the divine seal to fuel the flames.But he also missed that Chang'e would choose to die, which destroyed his plan.

Fortunately, he has always prepared with both hands, such as cooperating with the demons. The origin of the cockroach is unknown, and the ambition is too great. The Jade Emperor will never allow the three realms he is in charge of to be coveted by others.

The next step is to find Mo Chen.

The Jade Emperor looked down at Yang Jian who appeared in the water mirror, and sneered, "My sister is really capable, this family is all infatuated." He thought of the woman who looked similar to Mingshang again, "It's just a pity that that beautiful face So, who made you Mo Chen's younger sister? What do you think? Mr. Luo Zhi."

In the silent hall, behind the red and gold pillars, a handsome man in a red robe slowly came out.

The Jade Emperor had a half-smile, this man had always been dressed in a snow-white gown, he was not like a demon, but more like a god, but he never thought that this blood-red gown fit him so well.

Luo Xi lowered his eyes.

"Why me? Now that the Demon Race is in your hands, I thought you didn't need the Demon King."

"Luo Chi, don't try to trick me out." The Jade Emperor raised his eyebrows, picked up a glass of wine from the jade table, and handed it to Luo Chi, "You just have to do what I say."

Luo Chi took a deep look at him, reached out to take the wine glass, and drank it.

The demons became more reckless and rampant. Now there are killings everywhere in the mortal world. Cities have been slaughtered and corpses are piled up on the streets. There is no place for anyone to set foot.

When the army of the Southern Song Dynasty arrived in the Central Plains, they were frightened by the thousands of miles of dead bodies.

The corpses are piled up, and maggots can be seen everywhere, crawling all over the blackened carrion. Blowflies are flying around the corpses. After the corpses rot, they emit a foul smell, but in these rotten corpses, black growths grow. flower.

The flowers exude a charming fragrance, which blends with the terrifying scenes around them, and even conceals the stench of carrion, making it even more weird.

Among them, there was a dying man. He had a broken leg, and there were black and blue worms crawling on it. The man crawled with difficulty, and a long trail of blood was drawn behind him.His empty eyes saw the flower, smelled its seductive aroma, and a greedy, ugly smile appeared on his face.

His almost bone-thin fingers plucked out a black flower growing from a skull, and the man devoured the flower into his stomach.

After a few seconds, his body twitched violently like a fish off the shore, his body bounced wildly, his face turned blue, and only the whites of his eyes remained.

Black mist came out of the man's mouth, and after a while, the man's body was covered by black hard things, and when he opened his eyes again, it had turned into a huge and ugly monster.

The monster rushed to the nearest military camp...

……

The world is about to be destroyed.

Nezha looked down in pain. The gods cannot interfere with the mortal world, and he is powerless now. In the past, he only needed to get rid of the demon that made trouble, but now the mortal world has become the second demon world, and he has no way to do anything.

And there was another thing that worried him even more, and that was Yang Jian.

Ever since Mo Chen 'died', Nezha discovered that there was a faint devilish energy coming from Yang Jian's body, which made him even more worried.

Although Yang Jian was against the heaven on the surface, he did not degenerate into a demon.If Yang Jian also followed Mo Chen, what should he do in this heaven?

Nezha's heart is very heavy. It's not the first time this kind of thing has happened in the world. In fact, it happened 1000 years ago, but this time it gave Nezha an extremely dangerous feeling.

He looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain anxiously.

A few days later, Yang Jian left with Xiao Tiangou and Feng Ling.

After that day, he regained his senses and went back to the destroyed valley to investigate, but he found nothing but the jade pendant and the hair tie.

Mo Chen seemed to have completely disappeared from this world, even the Roaring Dog couldn't smell Mo Chen's breath.

Yang Jian stroked this hairband day and night, it was black with dark red patterns embroidered on it.Yang Jian has never understood why Mo Chen likes black and red so much, because black is too depressing, and red, a passionate color, looks even more bleak when worn on a man.

Only now, he seemed to understand a little bit.

Mo Chen hid too much pain and darkness in his heart, so he couldn't touch the pure white calmly.

Yang Jian wrapped the hair band between his fingers, and he sniffed carefully, as if he could still feel Mo Chen's breath.

Although that child was cruel and reckless on the surface, Yang Jian felt the loneliness and helplessness in his heart. Yang Jian forgot the past between them. He didn't know what happened to Mo Chen as Chen Xiang. Mo Chen was still a young man, with picturesque eyes and a tender smile, he must be gentle.

He piously printed a kiss on the hairband, "Shen...you didn't die, right? It must be like this, how could you die?" He thought of the days when he and Mo Shen were in Sanssouci Palace, and smiled softly "I'll find you, wait for me."

……

It snowed for three days and three nights, and finally stopped.

What followed was a month of continuous exposure to the sun. The strong and hot sun enveloped the town. The scorched sun was hotter than the fire, and the heat was billowing, blurring people's vision.

It's just that this town is unusually quiet. The town is very dilapidated, the walls have fallen off, and there are traces of being scratched by weapons on the walls. Most of the houses have collapsed, and only a few sporadic ones are still barely supported.

This place is relatively remote, but it has also been affected by the war, but fortunately, the scope of the demons has not spread here.So you can still smell people's breath.

It is now afternoon, and the weather is hot, but there is a sound of punches and kicks. Three middle-aged men in ragged clothes grabbed wooden sticks and hit him hard on the back and legs. Dozens of blows in a row The beating made the man shrink back in pain, and he gritted his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound of pain.

The wooden stick hit his head hard, his whole body twitched, and his body shrank even tighter.Seeing this, the three of them frantically grabbed his clothes and bit his body with their mouths open.

He trembled all over and scratched feebly, but he couldn't catch anything.A piece of meat was bitten off, and he could hear the sound of the flesh being torn, but he just hugged his body numbly and closed his eyes tightly.

Then, he heard chewing and swallowing, his blood gurgling.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" But it was only in the blink of an eye that he lost his breath and was corroded by blood into a pool of pus.

The people around looked at this scene in fear. They let the three of them attack first in order to steal the food while they were not paying attention, but they didn't expect the three to die so strangely.

Hearing the screams and the horrific screams around him, he didn't show the slightest expression, but stood up tremblingly, more blood flowed, and he fell to the ground with a squeak.

His body is full of bruises, bite marks, scratch marks, burn marks... This is not the first time he has experienced this kind of thing. In this month, he has been caught and eaten raw by many people, but none of those people survived .

He moved his body, and the black hood on his body was loosened, only to see a head of pure white long hair was uneven, but it slid straight to the ground, and everyone around took a step back.

He slowly opened his eyes, the scarlet eyes were empty and lifeless.

He couldn't see, didn't know where he was.He just walked forward numbly, and if he encountered an obstacle, he would continue walking in another direction.

He won't be hungry or tired, just a little dazed, he doesn't know where he should go.

He lost all his mana, and now, is just like an ordinary mortal.

Even, he couldn't summon the flame of the abyss, and he lost his last bargaining chip to save his life.

He staggered forward, a large piece of flesh had been bitten off his arm by someone before, and the bones could already be seen.But he didn't care because he knew he wouldn't die.

Three days ago, someone punctured his heart. Although there was a big hole in his chest, he was still able to walk and breathe.

He also doesn't know what he is now, not a god, not a demon, and not a human being.

Mo Chen walked forward aimlessly and in a daze.

Everyone around looked at him in horror, with white hair and bloody eyes, like a demon.Immediately, everyone screamed in horror and fled with hands and feet.

Mo Chen walked very slowly, because he lost too much blood, so he is a little dizzy now, and his consciousness is a little fuzzy.

He grasped the black cloak on his body tightly, and he seemed to kick something under his feet, his body tilted, staggered, and fell heavily to the ground.

The surroundings were very quiet, and a cool wind blew, blowing his long white hair, exposing his blood-stained face.

Because it was stained with blood and mud, he couldn't see his face, but he didn't care about it. Mo Chen struggled to support his body and climbed up. His wound was torn and it hurt, but he was used to it. The pain, maybe the pain gave him the feeling that he was alive.

So, he just stretched out his hands blankly, exploring around.

The cold wall, the old curtains were thrown aside, it turned out to be a corner.

He dragged his body exhaustedly, leaning against the corner of the wall, curled up, and closed his eyes.

There is only the sound of spiders crawling in my ears, and the noise of flies flying not far away can be vaguely heard.He could smell dead bodies, so he wasn't surprised.

Suddenly, a crow landed on a branch, and its blue-green eyes stared at the man leaning against the corner.

Mo Chen raised his head and followed that line of sight.

"Who are you?" he asked.

No one answered, only the sound of a bird flapping its wings, Mo Chen smiled wryly, lost his mana, lost his eyesight, could he even be unable to tell the difference between a human and an animal?

He buried his head in his knees, and suddenly a thunder flashed in the sky, and it began to rain.

The rain hit the ground hard and hit him, and the black robe was instantly soaked.Mo Shen tightened his robe, leaned against the corner of the wall and fell into a deep sleep.

The crow flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder. It looked at him quietly, raised one wing, and covered his head.

Mo Chen's body trembled slightly, leaving crystal drops of water on his cheeks, whether it was rain or tears.