Xianjun!Keep the fish under the sword!

The hand holding the demon spirit's heart trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was stimulated or irritated, Luo Yan stopped his hand and looked at the blue-clothed demon.

"What did you say?"

Pei Yan's voice tightened for a moment, and then he said softly: "You must have learned about Nanwu's blood curse method. You thought Princess Sheren died in place of her imperial brother, so today..."

"Is not it?"

Pei Yan paused.Swallowing hard: "Yes...but——"

"You know I first learned about the method of the blood curse..." Seeing the response from the monster in front of him, Luo Yan smiled immediately, and then said in a compassionate voice, "Knowing that Rong Rong died in place of her incompetent and despicable brother, I'm sorry." What do you feel in your heart?"

Pei Yan resisted for a moment and did not interrupt him.

"At that time, he was the prince of Nanwu in the human world... and I was the second prince who was the least valued in the demon world... If you kill him, my father will not be able to protect me." Luo Yan smiled and looked down at the heart of the demon spirit in his hand: "But I can't die...Rong Rong is a mortal...should be reincarnated...I haven't found her soul yet."

"But I'm just the second prince of the demon world, my birth mother is a mortal, my magic power is the weakest, and I'm the least favored in front of my father... So I went to the ghost domain to find it, but the ghost domain blocked me; I went to search for it in the dark abyss, but the dark abyss hit a wall... "

"In order to avenge Rong Rong, and even more so to find Rong Rong's soul in various places in the Six Realms, I began to plan for the position of Demon Lord that I didn't even bother with..." Luo Yan looked up at Pei Yan and the white-clothed immortal. , the eyes are leisurely but extremely cold: "The battle between immortals and demons, I deliberately delayed the rescue, and watched my elder brother die in battle. In the battle of Wanmo City, I transplanted the blood curse into the bodies of the third and fourth brothers, so that they would not know who they are. The land disappeared in the magic palace, and eternal life was trapped in the city of ten thousand magic..."

Pei Yan couldn't help being shocked when he heard this, his eyes were filled with shock and coldness.

Did he mean—

"In order to sit on the throne of the Demon King, in order to unify the Demon Realm and strengthen the power of the Demon Realm, for 3000 years, I will marry all my advantageous female demons into the Demon Palace and make them queens... Even my own siblings will be killed one by one..." His face Still carrying the blood and flesh spattered when he crushed the skull of Yumoxin, he looked blood-thirsty and cruel, but his tone was so gentle: "The purpose is to find Rongrong's soul unimpeded in all parts of the six realms."

After a brief pause, his tone became cold again in an instant: "But 3000 years...no result."

Pei Yan immediately snarled: "So you are going to destroy Nanwu now?"

"Couldn't it be that Nanwu..." He laughed lightly, and said sharply, "Shouldn't it be destroyed?!"

Pei Yan saw Luo Yan's hand clenched the demon spirit's heart again.

"Blood curse to change life, respecting men and women! Treating the lives of women and princesses like ants... 3000 years ago, Rong Rong was allowed to die instead of the extremely despicable Prince Nanwu who was greedy for life and afraid of death!" Mou Yingyou Light, the 3000 years of love and hatred in Luo Yan's eyes, can't be ignored, people can't ignore: "If I didn't find Rongrong's soul, how could I keep it in Nanwu until today?!"

Pei Yan's heart was very clear: "You were afraid that you would be punished by the gods for destroying Nanwu as a demon king, so you didn't do it for a long time, just to continue to retrieve the soul of Princess Sheren... The reason why everything is enchanted by hand..." Pei Yan thought of the time he mentioned with Yumoxin before: "It's because the time limit is getting closer...you are more and more sure that you can't find the soul of Princess Sheren..."

Hearing the sound, Luo Yan's eyes darkened: "I use the cold spirit pearl, the treasure of the devil world, to preserve Rongrong's body and her last bit of spiritual consciousness...with a limit of 3000 years, the spiritual consciousness will have no return, and the body will be scattered and the spirit will be destroyed." He raised his head. Glancing at Pei Yan, Luo Yan chuckled: "In 3000 years, if I can't let her spiritual consciousness see her soul and merge into one... At that time, the physical body will be annihilated and the spiritual consciousness will collapse... I will have no bond with her anymore. .”

"She will never be able to recall the love she had with me 3000 years ago... Regardless of life or death, I will never be able to recognize her among the myriad of beings in the six worlds...From now on...I don't know her life or death...I have never known her for a lifetime... From now on, she and I will be lost in the prosperous three thousand forever, not knowing right or wrong, separated forever, and there will be no such thing as a "reunion day."

Pei Yan looked at him, and couldn't help but twitched his heart following his words. The subconscious reaction was to hold Luo Hanzhou's hand tightly beside him.

The white-clothed immortal followed his gaze, then grabbed him back.

"I know that your heart is ashamed... I just want the whole of Nanwu to be buried with the Sheren Princess." The voice was quiet and slow, Pei Yan said this sentence slowly, and then suddenly fixed his eyes and looked at Luo closely. Yan: "But if you want to destroy Nanwu with all your heart, it is Princess Sheren who will protect it even at the cost of her own life... Accepting the blood curse ceremony and becoming a blood substitute to die for the prince and brother is also voluntary by Princess Sheren. ?”

Luo Yan's eyes snapped, and he said coldly, "Impossible."

Pei Yan recalled what he and Luo Hanzhou followed Princess Qingwan and Prince Qingshuang to the dungeon of the Nanwu Imperial Palace, and couldn't help sighing: "But the truth is so."

……

A few days ago, in the Imperial Study Room, Emperor Nanwu looked at Pei Yan: "It seems that Yaojun not only has a partial understanding of my 'Nanwu Tradition', but also intends to interfere."

Pei Yan was already angry when she heard the words, and was about to respond——

"it's not like that."

Princess Qingwan accompanied Prince Qingshuang, walked into the imperial study, looked at Pei Yan and the immortal in white, and said solemnly: "If His Highness Wuyuan and Immortal Guchen do not abandon you, Qingwan can take you to a place .”

Pei Yan and Luo Hanzhou looked at each other, and then followed Princess Qingwan and Prince Qingshuang to the prison.

In the dungeon of the palace, Pei Yan and the others stood in the dark, just as they saw Princess Changqing of Nanwu, who entered the palace with a horse to assassinate the emperor, kneeling outside the cell, stroking Wu Fuma's face with pain in her eyes: "Why don't you So stupid? After hearing the secret of the blood curse mentioned by the mother and concubine, you want to assassinate the emperor after Ming Le's death before I complete the blood curse ceremony?" Choking for a moment, Princess Changqing cried: "But do you know that I voluntarily became The emperor's replacement...every princess voluntarily becomes the replacement of the royal family, to take the place of the prince, prince, and emperor to bear the pain?"

Fu Ma looked at the princess with shocked eyes, and even Pei Yan and the two were shocked.

"When holding the Blood Curse Ceremony... as long as we have a little reluctance in our hearts, the ceremony will not be successful... From the beginning to the present, this is the choice we made ourselves as Princess Nanwu...Father and brother Never forced me to wait."

Upon hearing this, Xianjun Guchen recalled the last two lines of blood characters seen in the dark pavilion in the imperial study.

——Inheriting the weight of relatives, my life is guilty, the five continents are unified, and the world is in harmony.

It turned out to be the case.

That's why Emperor Nanwu's imperial study had such a quiet room.

It displays all the princesses who died for Nanwu because of the secret of the blood curse... Its existence itself shows that the secret of the blood curse is not the wish of the emperor and prince of Nanwu—otherwise, the royal family of Nanwu will only try to kill the princesses Instead of setting up a quiet room in the imperial study, he always urged the successive emperors to reflect on their sins and work hard...to unify the five continents.

"You think it's unfair, you don't think it's worth it, and you think Princess Sheren shouldn't die instead of the extremely despicable Nanwu prince who is greedy for life and afraid of death..." In the sky above Nanwu, there was no wind in the cold night. "You know what Princess Sheren thinks? Do you think it's worthless?"

Pei Yan looked at the crimson long-clothed demon in front of him, and couldn't help saying in a deep voice: "For the Nanwu emperor and the prince, it is not a pain and a burden for the princess to bear the injury on his behalf? Whether they are the one who chooses or the one who is chosen People are actually bearing it."

Luo Yan's face was extremely pale under the cold moon, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"It's just that this is really the tradition of Nanwu. It is the way they protect their monarch and country as the children of the royal family and pass it down from generation to generation... and those who are willing to inherit it choose to believe it." After a moment of pause, Pei Yan said: "Believe in those who are chosen, and also believe that your sacrifice...is worth it."

Pei Yan looked at Luo Yan again: "So at this moment, His Majesty the Demon King should be able to understand... the Nanwu under our feet is the one that all the Nanwu princesses, including Princess Sheren, are willing to sacrifice their lives to protect... the throne The one sitting on the top is the descendant of the prince and brother who the Princess Sheren exchanged her life for safety..."

Seeing the growing disbelief and madness in Luo Yan's eyes, Pei Yan finally said: "You may be the one who loves her the most...but you are trampling and destroying what she wants to protect."

In the back of her mind, the words she said to herself 3000 years ago inadvertently surfaced: "Everyone has their own born responsibilities, if one day I suddenly leave you..."

……

Luo Yan stepped back in pain: "This is not right."

"Isn't that right." Pei Yan looked at him: "But they didn't find a better way."

"Men are inferior to women, and women are their children's lives... This must be wrong!" The voice was mournful and mournful.

"Yes!" Pei Yan answered him without hesitation: "All the princesses are taught by Nanwu traditions since they were young, so they volunteered. They will subtly think that this is their mission, and this is their greatest responsibility and value as Nanwu princesses—to use their lives to protect their relatives, guard their king, and maintain the stability of the country." Pei Yan added. Repeatedly: "So...they will volunteer."

Looking back at Luo Yan who was staring at her with open eyes, Pei Yan's voice became hoarse, and he asked him softly: "But do you have the heart to touch her?"

The crimson long-clothed demon shook for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"It's true that the methods they used may be wrong, but Princess Sheren, like all Princesses of Nanwu, wants to do... is to protect."

Luo Yan's hand holding the demon spirit's heart suddenly trembled.

Pei Yan could understand his feelings.

The person she desperately wants to protect, but she doesn't hesitate to protect something that she doesn't know right or wrong.

If it weren't for this thing, he wouldn't have lost the love of his life... How much he wants, how much he wants to destroy this thing!

But it happens to be the one that the beloved wants to protect even if he sacrifices his life...

"Heh...heh..." Luo Yan laughed a few times, and then wept unbearably angrily: "Ah—" His red eyes were filled with tears in an instant, he lowered his head to look at the heart of the demon spirit in his hand, and also looked at it. The Nanwu Imperial City under his feet...anger, hatred, anger, and sadness.

I can't bear it, I can't get angry.

So angry and so sad.

"Rongrong..." He whispered softly, tears streaming down his face: "Rongrong..."

It was like an unrelieved emotion stuck in his chest, and he couldn't release it bit by bit.

He stood dazed and sad in the night sky, and suddenly cried helplessly: "Rongrong..."

The demon spirit's heart in his hand was hard to crush, and hard to let go.

He cried helplessly like a child, sad and pitiful.

Just sad, uncontrollable sad. "Rongrong..."

Pei Yan looked at him, unconsciously, his eyes were full of pain.

Looking up at Pei Yan, he smiled sadly, and Luo Yan disappeared into the night sky here in the next moment.

In the end, he was reluctant to say that his beloved woman was stupid, but it was also difficult to forgive the Nanwu Dynasty who took advantage of her and sacrificed her.

Seeing his figure disappear in front of him, Pei Yan's heart tightened.

Immediately, the immortal in white took a step forward: "What will he do?"

"I don't know...to protect what she wants to protect...or to destroy what is sacrificed and used her like this..." Shaking his head slowly, Pei Yan whispered in a daze, "I don't know what he would do...because if it was me, I wouldn't know How to do……"

The immortal in white turned his eyes to look at the demon beside him, and held him tightly with one hand: "Luo Yan took away the heart of the demon spirit, that is, he has not given up on destroying Nanwu."

"Yeah." Pei Yan nodded: "He still hates Nan Wu."

The two immediately chased after Luo Yan's disappearance, and arrived at the palace in an instant.

In the Nanwu Imperial Palace, Prince Qingshuang and Princess Qingwan were led by the ghost king and Yilu to come before Pei Yan and Xianjun Guchen.

After Prince Qingshuang heard what Pei Yan said, he immediately said: "Actually, there is another secret in the blood curse ceremony, only Nanwu Chujun knows, if I tell him, maybe there will be a chance..."

"What's the secret?" Pei Yan was taken aback.

Prince Qingshuang's eyes showed hesitation, but he didn't answer. He looked at the people in front of him and said: "In fact, no one knows the truth... This prince can't make sure that he listens, so he will definitely be able to let go of the old princess who was born in the past. The death of the ancestors." After a pause, Prince Qingshuang continued: "It's just that the concubines in the palace and the daughters of the common people in the city are suffering from headaches, and the magic lines are looming on their faces... Even the imperial sister has been affected."

It was only then that Pei Yan noticed that Princess Qingwan, who was held tightly in the arms of His Majesty the Ghost King, could not hide the pain on her face, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she was pale and trembling.

"The prince must try it, no matter it's true or not... I just hope to shake this lord of the demon world more..." Looking back at the pale and weak Princess Qingwan, Prince Qingshuang showed a rare serious expression on his face. Concern: "If the Demon King Luo Yan still can't let go of the heart of destroying Nanwu... This prince has to replace the ancestor prince of the year and repay the life of Yu Sheren's former princess, so that he begged His Majesty the Demon Lord to let the royal sister and queen mother go... ...Leave Nan Wu alone."

Hearing this, Pei Yan couldn't help but look at the Prince of Nanwu who had been doing nothing and being too frivolous in Six Realms Academy for five years with admiration.

It seems that even the dandyish prince of the human world has righteousness in his heart and knows what to pay attention to.

"He must still be holding the heart of the demon spirit tightly in his hand, otherwise the woman in the city will not be able to absorb the fierce evil energy quickly and suffer so much, and gradually tend to be in a state of demonism." Yi Lu withdrew his gaze from looking at Prince Qingshuang , turn to say.

The ghost king's eyes were serious, and he said immediately: "Although there is no certainty of victory, if His Royal Highness talks with him to no avail, we will have to try our best to wrest the heart of the demon spirit from his hands."

If he accidentally provokes him at the moment of capture, Luo Yan may crush the heart of the demon spirit immediately... At that time, all the women in the city will be possessed by the demon, and Nanwu will be in chaos and in danger of being destroyed.

Although they all knew it, they could only nod secretly.

"Before that, please take care of yourself, Your Highness."

Upon hearing this, Prince Qingshuang nodded silently.

"Do you know where the Demon Lord has gone at this moment?" Ghost King asked again.

Pei Yan: "Although I couldn't find his magic breath after chasing him, I can still know where he went."

Prince Qingshuang and the others couldn't help turning their eyes to Pei Yan.

A corner of Nanwu Palace.

At the end of the bluestone path with luxuriant spring grass, a dilapidated old palace stands in the quiet and deep night.

Several people looked at the "Sheren Palace" in front of them, and remained silent.

Prince Qingshuang turned his eyes and glanced at Princess Qingwan who was supported by His Majesty the Ghost King.

To the ghost king: "Please trouble your Majesty to take care of the prince's imperial sister."

The ghost king looked back at him, and nodded solemnly: "His Royal Highness, you can rest assured."

"Thank you Qingshuang." After saying that, he went to the Sheren Palace in the distance.

"His Royal Highness is really determined to take the risk alone?" Pei Yan looked at his back: "If Luo Yan turns his anger on His Highness, I may not be able to rescue you in time while waiting for an opportunity to snatch the demon spirit's heart..."

Prince Qingshuang turned his back to several people and said: "Born as the son of the Nanwu royal family, we have benefited so much from the secret of the blood curse for thousands of years, now we have to pay for our sins, and I think it is our duty." After saying that, there was no hesitation He walked towards the quiet and cold Sheren Palace in the night.

"Brother Prince..." Princess Qingwan lay beside the Ghost King, and at this moment raised her head and called him weakly.

Pei Yan suddenly couldn't understand, whether this Crown Prince Qingshuang of Nanwu had always been so careless and incompetent, or was he under heavy pressure not to behave freely...to bear the burden of the unbearable?

The author has something to say: the next chapter will come to an end (cover your face.jpg) I promise to jump out of this dungeon and return to the main thread!

I want to sacrifice this prince of the human world, and mourn for him for a second

But with his sacrifice, this incident is completely over!finally!