[Honghuang] It's not easy to be a demon queen

If one day a very kind person suffers the most heart-wrenching betrayal, what will he do?

Hong Yun looked at Zhen Yuanzi who stood in front of him, everything he could see was bright red, his palms were wet and greasy, he knew... what it was.

It was Zhen Yuanzi's blood.

Hong Yun stared blankly at everything in front of him, he didn't understand, he obviously saved those two people from the hands of Styx and Ran Deng, he had generously donated money many times, and he would not hesitate to help, even this time, he was also afraid of the two people. People were invited to go with them only after encountering an accident again, but why, in an instant, they became what they are now.

Compassionate and merciful to those in need of help, they turned into vicious wolves claiming their own lives in an instant.

He looked at the ferocious faces of those two people, full of malice, no longer crying, no longer begging, no longer weak and helpless, but blatantly attacking him with unprecedented strength.

He was no more than the top of the Daluo Golden Immortal, if it wasn't for Zhen Yuanzi's protection, he would have died at this moment.

But at this moment, Zhen Yuanzi could no longer protect him.

It's just a ray of majestic purple energy. It's good to get him, but it's okay to lose it. If the two of them really need it, if their relationship is deeper... Hong Yun thinks that it's possible that he will give it away one day.

Because others need it, if other people feel happy because of it, then he will also feel happy. He always remembers that when he was just a small cloud, if it wasn't for a tear from Pangu, he wouldn't be able to change form because of it. .

That drop of tears carried the last yearning and care of God Pangu for the Great Desolation, so he also inherited the wish of God Father Pangu, tried his best to guard this wild land, and helped every living being incarnated by the Great God Pangu. Asking for return, not asking for gratitude, he can only do his best.

But why... He obviously helped others in this way, but what he got was not the same kindness, but killing?

At this moment, scenes from the past suddenly came to mind. He saw the people he helped laugh at him in a blink of an eye. He saw the people he gave to but turned around and asked for them insatiably. He found himself standing up for them. The people who came out laughed at him for meddling in his own business... But when these people turned their heads to face him, they all took out knives in unison.

The knife was facing him, but turned around and plunged into Zhen Yuanzi's chest.

"No!" Hong Yun finally wept, he could endure his sincerity being trampled on, he could endure his kindness being ignored, he could endure his behavior being ridiculed, but this definitely did not include Zhen Yuanzi.

That is his best friend, he doesn't care that he is stupid, stupid, naive and bad, he treats him wholeheartedly, takes him in and cleans up the mess for him, but it is obviously his own fault, why should the retribution be on Zhen Yuanzi?

He didn't deserve to be treated like this.

He was wrong...he was really wrong...

Hong Yun hugged Zhen Yuanzi, the attack left scars on his body, but he didn't care anymore.

Why should he retain such kindness, why should he help others so selflessly, why should he be treated like this?

If it's because of Pangu's tears, then he will return Pangu's tears to him, and he will transform into Tao because of this, then he will disperse all his cultivation bases, and he will never be so kind and stupid again. Don't implicate Zhen Yuanzi...even if it means paying for your own life.

A burst of intense light suddenly burst out from Hong Yun's body. The light was so dazzling that Zhunti and Jieyin felt a huge threat for a moment. They retreated desperately, but their hearts were full of hatred. They didn't expect Hong Yun to be so fierce that he wanted to blow himself up .

But when the light dissipated, the place was not as empty as they thought, Hongyun was still there, Zhen Yuanzi was still in his arms, and beside Hongyun, there was another Taoist in white.

He looks exactly the same as Hong Yun, with the kind smile that Hong Yun always wears, but he has an added sense of compassion. If he is not dressed in white, it is possible to say that he is Hong Yun itself.

But the original red cloud... Zhun Ti glanced at it, but was startled.

The usual smile on Hong Yun's face has disappeared, his eyes have become completely black, and the black clouds are surging inside, which is shocking, and his robe has become black and red. He couldn't find any traces of his original cheerfulness, but he was as evil as the monsters that appeared in the western land all the year round. A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, but Zhunti no longer dared to laugh at this person's silly smile. This person.

Hong Yun stripped away all her kindness, just to protect the one she loves.

He picked up Zhen Yuanzi cautiously, and never looked at Zhunti again, but Shanshi, who enshrined Pangu's tears as his incarnation, had already rushed towards Zhunti and Jieying.

The good corpse still had a compassionate smile on its face, but its strikes were extremely ruthless. With such an extremely kind body, who did such a lore-killing thing, who can say whether this is great kindness or extreme evil?

Zhunti and Jieyin were finally defeated and ran away, while Hongyun carried Zhenyuanzi to Wuzhuang Temple, followed by the good corpse, but Hongyun no longer wanted the good corpse to merge into his body.

Looking back on myself, I was so stupid, so stupid.

How could he be so stupid?

Fortunately, he will never be so stupid again.

This time, let him guard him.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was already withered at this time, blood was winding down from the corner of his mouth, his palm changed from time to time, sometimes it would look like a withered branch, Hong Yun pressed his lips tightly, at this moment the speed was so high Ultimate, finally returned to Wuzhuang Temple.

At this time, the ginseng fruit tree was no longer as energetic as before. The branches were drooping and the trunk was broken. The two merge into one.

The ginseng fruit trees are still lifeless.

Hong Yun hugged the gnarled branches in front of him, he wanted to cry, but the person who listened to comfort became what he is now because of him, who was he crying for?

Hong Yun took a deep breath, and called the good corpse to his side, cut the good corpse's wrist, and the blood flowed out, gradually infiltrated from the root of the ginseng fruit tree, nourishing the almost dead root system.

Hong Yun's face relaxed slightly for a moment, and then tensed again, because the root system was soaked in blood, but it only regained a little vitality, but it dispersed again.

Could it be that he really can't save Zhen Yuanzi?

no, I can not!

Hong Yun glanced at his good corpse, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hope so... ok.

I saw Hongyun in white clothes changing his figure for a while, and finally turned into a drop of colorful transparent glass like glass. Hongyun looked at it with an expression of sadness or joy, and dropped it into the root of the ginseng fruit tree.

And almost in the blink of an eye, the ginseng fruit tree in front of him suddenly burst into a burst of colorful light, the glow was like clouds and mist, ethereal and kind, and after a moment of eruption, all of it was gathered into the body of the ginseng fruit tree.

The withered branches and leaves regained their vitality, the broken branches healed and closed again, the lifeless roots took root in the ground again, and the swaying branches and delicate flowers were swaying in the wind.

Looking at everything in front of him, Hong Yun finally smiled.

He knew that Zhen Yuanzi would not die.

He stepped forward again, embracing the gnarled branch, the waistline that could not be closed with both arms, filled his heart with a sense of security, as if the home of the soul was here.

He sat under the root of the tree, embracing, embracing, and finally fell asleep...

Behind the tree, a familiar figure slowly appeared. He looked at the red cloud under the tree with a smile on his lips.

Gently stepped forward to embrace, the two figures overlapped under the tree, as if they were one body since ancient times, and even the fragrance of flowers in the garden was reduced to a foil...