[Comprehensive] bohemian

Feng Ling leaned against the eucalyptus tree full of youthfulness, the devilish energy in her body gradually disappeared.

The Demon Realm, a gray and bloody world, is the only place that is dyed green and pink, with a strong fragrance, but this beauty is short-lived and precious.

She remembered that she once asked Xifeng like this: "You didn't do anything, why did Shuibi like you so much, so much that she was willing to wait for you for so many years? Moreover, after only being together for one day, you can love each other so much?"

He told her, "Because of the sincerity."

She didn't understand what he meant at that time. She originally came to learn from him, but Xifeng's short words were of no use to her at all. She thought he was teasing her, and even hit him hard There was one.

Only at this moment did she gradually understand the profound meaning behind those simple words.

It's just that she seemed to understand it later.

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Fenling and Chonglou have been partners for many years. As the Demon Lord's Chonglou, he has nothing but martial arts in his eyes, and Fengling, as a demon god, Chonglou's partner, has nothing but Chonglou in his eyes. Nothing more.

However, Feng Ling has always known that Chong Lou has nothing to do but pursue the path of the strong, but Chong Lou has never known Feng Ling's enduring love.

In other words, he didn't understand at all.

In the Demon Realm, almost no one dared to stand side by side with the Demon Venerable and chat calmly, except for Fenling, who had never been afraid of him for thousands of years.

She confessed to him countless times, but each time he only said, "Hmph! Nonsense!"

So, she scolded him in a low voice: "Wood!"

After such years passed, she gradually realized: he, Mo Zunlou, is heartless, let alone ruthless!

But she likes him, and she doesn't want her love for all these years to be wasted. She feels even more that she is the only one who can be with this man in this world.

However, she didn't have any definite solution. As a demon, maybe she herself didn't know much about love.

As a result, Feng Ling would often run to the world.

She heard that only mortals in the world can truly understand love thoroughly.

I often go down to the mortal world to appreciate the world, hear stories, and experience other people's love, always hoping to find a way to enlighten Chong Lou.

However, things often backfired, and Chonglou would complain with a cold face: "Hmph! You've offended a mortal's vulgarity! You are not allowed to go in the future!"

Feng Ling didn't care about him, knowing that he was just talking about it and wouldn't really care about her, so she would still go down to earth every few days, telling Chonglou some love stories that the world thought were epic and moving. Listen, but he often won't finish listening, and cut off her endless words in the middle: "Hmph! The mortal love of a group of mortals! So, mortals can only be mortals, and never try to transcend reincarnation!"

Sometimes, she would learn the customs of the world and buy some small gifts for him as her sweetheart. Of course, she herself felt that these small gifts were quite inconsistent with that kind of body shape and temperament, but in order to let his Qing Po's intention to open up her mind, she has to try everything.

But the result is always so unsatisfactory, or he won't even take a look, and when his temper gets bad, he can quietly burn the things in her hands to ashes with just a glance.

She also lost her temper because of this: "If you burn it again next time, I will burn your magic palace down!"

"You can try it. When the time comes, see who has no place to stay."

With that aloof and indifferent temper, Fenling often has nothing to do.

In fact, Feng Ling is not a good talker, everyone is a demon, not only he has demon nature in Chonglou, she also has it, when she gets angry, although she doesn't look too irritable on the outside, she just sits in the Chonglou with a sullen face Opposite, staring at him: "I really want to destroy the only thing you care about!"

After hearing this, the irritable Mozun would often be provoked to go berserk, run wild in anger, destroy all the items in the place, and then turn around and walk away gracefully, without showing up for several days.

However, like the two of them, it will be fine once the anger is over. As soon as Chong Lou returns, the two of them can drink wine and discuss things together as usual.

The most he talked with her was the recent battle with the god general Fei Peng, how happy and exciting it was.

At this time, Feng Ling will take advantage of the opportunity to talk about the fairy Xiyao who guards the tree in the heaven: "I heard that Fairy Xiyao and God General Feipeng are confidants and good companions. Feipeng is just like you. Fighting martial arts, seeking the pinnacle of martial arts, but still knowing the most important people around you, you two cherish each other so much, why don't you be like him?"

Chong Lou would only turn his head and hum, "Boring!"

Feng Ling took the opportunity to stalk: "Tell me, how many times have I confessed to you, why are you always like a log?"

"Hmph! It's so boring! Don't you live too leisurely!"

This is Chonglou. For thousands of years, she has never answered her confession directly. Feng Ling hopes that even if he can reject her once, it will at least prove that he has taken this matter to heart. As long as she works hard, one day she will be able to impress him.

The scary thing is that he doesn't respond to anything, which means that he is still ruthless and loveless, and he doesn't even understand what she is saying.

Fen Ling often thinks that even one day, if there is a way for him to understand love, then even if he still doesn't love her after understanding, she will feel very relieved.

Originally, since you have a heart, why don't you understand it? Since you don't understand it, your intention is just a decoration.

But the other demon Zunlou is quite willing to treat his living heart as a dispensable accessory to himself.

Once, Fengling stayed in the world for 50 years in order to find a special gift for Chonglou. For Chonglou who looked down on ordinary people, this incident made him very unhappy.

When Feng Ling returned excitedly and excitedly with a bottle of exquisite knife holder, Chong Lou was sitting in the magic palace waiting for her.

She is eager to give this gift to him, telling him that this is the most powerful casting master in the world after how much time she spent finding it, and how much more effort she spent finding the best material in the world, and then He spent a lot of time thinking about the appearance of the knife holder, and told him that this knife holder is different from the ones that we in the Demon Realm conjured up by waving our hands casually.

But she didn't have a chance to say these words, the knife holder had been reduced to ashes under her nose, no, not even ashes were left.

She stared at the disappearing thing in front of her eyes for a long time, and his disdainful anger came from her ears: "Hmph! Just because of this vulgar thing, I stayed in the mortal world for 50 years! You are stained with vulgarity, what are you thinking!"

That time, it was the first time in her history that she really lost her temper with him: "Chonglou! Let me tell you! Even though you are a Demon Lord and lead the entire Demon World, you have a heart and a heart, but you don't know what love is. Don't you feel sorry for yourself?!"

"you!"

"Even if you don't understand and don't want to understand, you can't prevent me from digging into what is love and what is love. You don't have to respond to me, but from now on, I will never allow you to disrespect me!"

The Demon Lord, who has always done his own thing, with his eyes higher than the top, and a loner, has never been dared to reprimand him. He suddenly felt angry, but he was helpless.Seeing that Feng Ling, who was never afraid of him, never avoided him, and always accompanied him, did not appear in front of him again for several days, he felt even more aggrieved.

At this time, suddenly an ordinary man asked loudly in the mortal world for the so-called love.

The demon king, who was still angry, looked down on mortals, let alone love in the mortal world, and went to see him out of the intention of playing tricks on mortals.

This man's name is Xifeng, and he fell in love with the goddess Shuibi, but he dared not meet him because of his ugly appearance. In order to change his voice, he did not hesitate to serve the demon king as a slave for 500 years, just in exchange for a day with Shui Bi.

The devil who doesn't understand love can't help but find him even more ridiculous, so he wants to prove to Feng Ling that love is not worth talking about at all, and it can be destroyed easily.

He teased Xifeng and said: "Whenever you can defeat me, I will let you go!"

At that time, how could Chonglou not know that the chance of this was zero, but he just wanted to frustrate him, because he looked down on mortals, let alone their worldly love!

After Xifeng came to the Demon Realm, Fenling knew his story and often chatted with him, but Xifeng was always reluctant to talk. Most of the time, Fenling was talking and he was listening.

She said: "Xifeng, I'm so envious of you and Shuibi. You don't need to say anything, and you don't need to do much. A piece of shell, a song, you can know each other and love each other. Even if it's just a day, you... Have you ever regretted it?"

Xifeng, whose beautiful voice was taken away, finally spoke, and expressed his thoughts in a voice choked with sand and stones: "I regret it, but I don't regret it."

"What do you mean?"

"At that time, I didn't have the courage to meet her because of my ugliness, but I wanted to see her very much, so I begged to meet the demon king, and exchanged my voice and 500 years of freedom for a handsome appearance, so that I can have Courage to meet her, this, I don't regret it, but now, the longer I stay in the devil world, the more I feel, maybe, Shui Bi didn't care about my appearance at all, then, these hundreds of years, Is it all in vain, this, maybe I'm starting to regret it."

Feng Ling felt that the love between them was beautiful, and she was very envious: "I'm sorry, I can't help you, Mozun is very stubborn and won't listen to what I say."

Xi Feng shook his head and told her: "There is no need to force it. If Mo Zunlou understands love one day, he will naturally let me go. But now, he will only find it ridiculous."

"Will he? Will he understand?"

"Maybe, maybe not, it depends on when someone who can make him understand appears."

Feng Ling thought, in the tens of millions of years to come, will this person be herself, or someone else?

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I don't know how long the boring days in the devil world have passed. Because of the last dispute, although Chonglou and Fengling could be in the same room, they talked a lot less than before.

Firstly, Chonglou's self-willed temper is still very awkward, secondly, Fengling is at her wit's end, what else can she do with the person she has loved for so long?

Recently, Chong Lou practiced a little restlessly, eager for quick success, but was accidentally attacked by evil spirits, and needed to cultivate for a while.

Under the care of Feng Ling, he has just started to improve, and Fei Peng, who doesn't know the inside story, invites to fight at this time, stubborn as a tower, and no one can stop him from fighting Fei Peng bravely.

What's more, there are not many such opportunities, and he will not allow himself to miss them.

Fen Ling knew that there was no way to persuade him, but she was afraid that Fei Peng, who didn't know it, would be overwhelmed and had a plan, so she attached herself to Chong Lou's wrist knife to help.

Chong Lou, who was not vigilant, finally discovered the abnormality of the wrist knife after dozens of moves with Fei Peng, regretfully stopped the fight with Fei Peng, and tried to fight again next time.

Back in the Demon Palace, Chonglou was so angry that he threw out the Fenling attached to the wrist knife: "Fengling! You are asking for your own death!"

With a wave of his hand, Chonglou slammed the bell off the rock wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He grabbed Fenling's neck mercilessly: "Do you know that your behavior is despising me!"

Fen Ling was pinched so hard that she couldn't make a sound, and the moment she was about to faint, Chong Lou let go of her hand.

Falling down on the ground, coughing violently, she looked at his resolutely going back, and left a sentence: "Don't think I'm not willing to kill you, you'd better know your identity! Don't try to test my patience! "

The corner of Fengling's mouth curled up, bitter, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Even though Chonglou and Feipeng had only gone through dozens of moves just now, they were still shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods. The femme bell attached to the wrist knife had collided with Feipeng's demon-suppressing sword countless times. If not for Chonglou's timely truce, she I am afraid that Yuanshen can shatter half of it.

I don't know how long after she fell on the ground, she felt that someone was coming to help her, and she opened her eyes weakly, and saw that it was Xifeng.

Xi Feng sighed, "Why are you doing this?"

Fengling smiled wryly: "What should I do? I suddenly felt that the person who can make him understand love and love will never be me. No matter if I spend thousands of years or ten thousand years, it may not be me..."

Fenling recuperated in the magic palace for a long time before she gradually got better. Xifeng took care of her most of the time, and after a long time, Chonglou patiently visited her a few times.

She thought, at least he can be regarded as a so-called childhood sweetheart by mortals, and he will not be too unfeeling.

Recently, it was heard that Fei Peng fought with Zhong Lou Yu's Well of Gods and Demons again, but because of this, he left his post without permission, causing the God Realm to be invaded by monsters, and was demoted to the mortal world by the Emperor of Heaven, and went through reincarnation.

Feng Ling knew that this incident was undoubtedly a huge blow to Chong Lou, and knew that he would not stop there and stay in the Demon Realm obediently.

As expected, not many days passed in the Demon Realm, and he couldn't wait to find Fei Peng's reincarnation, hoping to awaken his divinity and fight against it again.

After this visit, Chong Lou would not be in the Demon Realm from time to time. The last time he came to see her, he said: "I'm going to descend to the mortal world for a while, you should take good care of your wounds."

To put it simply, there is not much concern and affection, but Feng Ling is also content, which is much better than saying goodbye without saying goodbye.

But she didn't know that this sentence was also the last sentence he said to her.

When he said that he was going down to the mortal world, she suddenly couldn't help but feel a little overjoyed. She thought to herself: Could it be that if he walks in the mortal world, he will be more humane?Maybe, when he comes back, he will be different, not necessarily!

That's what she was looking forward to.

Yes, she was right once in a while, and when he came back, he showed a face that he had never seen in thousands of years: his thoughts were wandering, and his soul was out of control.

Even, he could listen carefully to the song that Xifeng often played from beginning to end.

She couldn't help being both happy and worried.

It's been a long time since Chong Lou came to see her. Once, when he was taking a nap, she cautiously approached him and put her hand on his heart, only to realize that his heart was lost.

Xifeng told her: "He seems to be in love with the descendants of Nuwa."

She was stunned for a moment, her mind went blank: "Really? He's emotional?"

Did you give her your heart?The descendant of Nuwa?

She used spells to see the acquaintance and entanglement between Chonglou and Nuwa's descendants. When she saw their lingering lips and teeth, Chonglou was absent-minded and moved. In the hands of the descendants of Wa, I lost my heart.

However, the descendant of Nuwa didn't love him, and he seemed quite willing to take a step back, watch her and protect her.

Fengling smiled, it was a smile from the heart, but the tears rolling down were so bitter: Did you finally understand?The person who makes you understand is not me after all.

I used to naively think that as long as he can understand love one day, even if he does not love her after understanding, she can try her best to impress him.

Only now did she understand that when the person who made him understand love appeared, and this person was not herself, then it was too late for her.

What's more, it's him, a demon who understands love for the first time after thousands of years of being ruthless and loveless.

Since he left the demon world and went to the mortal world to look for Fei Peng's reincarnation, he never came to see her again.

She knew very well that he was a stubborn and single-minded person, even extremely single-minded. There were two things in Chong Lou's heart now: a martial arts student, and Zi Xuan who was a descendant of Nuwa.

As for the others, he didn't pay any attention to them.

She, Feng Ling, a person who has chased him for thousands of years who is ruthless and loveless, is one of them. He has long forgotten, completely forgotten.

Not long after, because of Zixuan's help, Chonglou let Xifeng go and let him go back to reunite with Shuibi.

Xifeng left and was so anxious that she didn't even have time to say goodbye to her. Fenling didn't feel sad, she just felt a little sorry for him: since Xifeng came to the Demon Realm, Fenling had begged Chonglou several times, hoping that he would He could let Xifeng go, but he never listened. Now, Zixuan just said a few words and looked at him, and he realized it, and let Xifeng go without hesitation.

She was really useless.

Later I heard that Xifeng died, and died with Shuibi when they met again.

She couldn't help sighing that she could only envy such true love in her life.

Recently, Chonglou has become more and more humane. He has friends, confidantes, and sweethearts. Now he is helping Sedum, who is the reincarnation of General Fei Peng, to save the six worlds of the common people and fight against evil swordsmen.

One day, when she saw Chong Lou coming back from a serious injury, she felt distressed, but he still didn't see her.

She suddenly felt that maybe, in the years to come, he would be able to live well without her, because he has affection, whether it is friendship or love, as long as he has affection, he will not be lonely anymore.

Since forcing is fruitless, then don't force it.

But there was one last thing she wanted to do for him.

In a corner of the Demon World, there is a forbidden place. This forbidden place is not a compulsory place, but because there is a magic tree named Luanqing in this world. It is normally full of dead branches and rotten leaves, and the surrounding is filled with rot. There is no life at all.

And it is precisely this seemingly dead tree that is a forbidden area that the entire demon clan dare not set foot in.

Luan Qingshu can only grow one fruit, and this fruit, regardless of the six realms, as long as one eats it, one's mana will be greatly increased, and any serious illness or injury that cannot be recovered can be fully recovered.

Although the demons covet it very much, the reason why they dare not set foot in it is that this tree is very demonic. Once a monster with a cultivation level approaches, it will immediately absorb its demonic energy until the essence dissipates. If you want it to grow leaves, blossom and bear fruit , this procedure is mandatory.

Moreover, the more advanced the magic power and Taoism of the demon that has been sucked from the magic energy, the greater the effect of the fruit it will produce.

But at this moment, in this gloomy place, there is no old tree that is about to die, only a towering tree full of youth, with a red fruit looming among the lush leaves in the center of the tree.

And the beauty of this moment comes from Fen Ling sitting on a branch, the hem of her skirt scattered all over the ground along with the pink cherry blossoms.

The indistinct body seems to be about to blow away with the wind.

Feng Ling raised her hand to pluck a Luan blue flower, pinned it in her hair, and pulled the corner of her mouth slightly.

She thought: from now on, even if he forgets her forever, at least, he will never lose her.

She once asked Xifeng: "You didn't do anything, why did Shui Bi like you so much, so much that she was willing to wait for you for so many years? Moreover, after only staying together for one day, you can love each other so much?"

Xifeng told her, "Because of sincerity."

Yes, sincerity, if one person has sincerity, it will only be one person’s suffering. Only when two people give their sincerity at the same time can the spring blossom.

When you meet the right person and give the same true feelings, let alone a day, it will take too long to look at it.

Fen Ling thought, maybe she loved the wrong person, so everything she had done for thousands of years was doomed to be fruitless wishful thinking, but now she asked herself "Do you regret it", and the answer was clear.

She doesn't allow herself to regret, and she doesn't need to regret.

Chonglou, the immortal Demon Lord, from now on, you won't be lonely.

The red fruit took shape, but the person who was sitting on the branch turned into dust, and disappeared into the sky together with the profuse Luan Qinghua.

Chonglou healed his wounds in the magic palace, and the sudden strange feeling made him open his eyes, and there was a red fruit emitting a faint light floating in front of him.

As if driven, he ate it in a trance, and half a moment later, his heart skipped a beat.

Chong Lou stroked his heart and murmured: "Fengling..."

Luan Qinghua floated from the magic palace, and some of them fell indistinctly on his hand, and he watched quietly.

A moment later, like a dream bubble, everything in his hand disappeared before his eyes, as if it had never existed before.

Is it an illusion or is it real? A raving whisper rang out leisurely in my ear, soft and illusory like a breeze passing by:

"Chonglou, I like you."

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