Return of the Demon God

Looking at the vast blood in front of me, I seemed to see blazing blood splashing and merging into the broken petals flying all over the sky, and my heart sank to the lowest point.

I always have the same dream, in which the other shore flowers are blooming in full swing.Among the endless blood, there is a man with red hair like a song and demon eyes like stars.

The white-winged angel watched indifferently what happened in the sea of ​​bloody flowers.She looked at me, her cold gaze seemed to sweep across the most secret place in my heart, and my heart couldn't help trembling slightly.

The white-winged angel's eyes were still cold.I seem to see her slightly mocking smile, "Zhiyan is not dead."

I was so excited when I heard her words.

"For angels, there has never been the word death, that is called returning to the original." She said lightly, with her slender and white fingers slightly bent, touching the tip of her high nose.

Looking at the bloody petals gradually dissipating between the sky and the earth, I feel inexplicable sadness in my heart.

In the gradually clear vision, I saw another angel with the same white wings fanning the broken manjusawa around, and a pure white light shield in his hand, reflecting the dazzling light.

Behind her, a man with long fiery red hair, his dark pupils were shining brightly under the pure white light.

The angel with the light shield said: "The queen said that there is no need to judge him, let him go."

"Yes." The white-winged angel with a lightsaber said.

"Let's go." The two angels waved their hands lightly, and the weapons in their hands turned into soft white light clusters and merged into their bodies. The white wings fanned a soft breeze, and in an instant, only a few white feathers were left among countless blood-colored petals. swaying.

......

Chiyan opened his mouth and said: "I have no surname, my first name is Chiyan, and my name is Phantom." His voice is gentle, deep and deep, which makes the listener feel a sense of security and an inexplicable sense of wonder.

"I know, you said before that your name is Zhiyan." The man's voice made me slightly distracted, and said, "My name is Liuli."

The man frowned slightly, his eyes were no longer as cold as they were at the beginning, like melting ice and snow, "Liuli..." He chanted my name, "What a feminine name."

He lowered his head in shame, and his cheeks began to heat up.I said, "I'm an elf in the forest of flowers. I don't understand why the angel's wings are black."

Zhiyan smiled softly, at this moment, Zhiyan really couldn't remind me of his Shura-like appearance when I first met him."The black-winged angel is a symbol of the fallen angels," he said.

I heard from that white-winged angel before that I don't know why he betrayed the angel family and was willing to become a fallen angel.I didn't want to continue asking.I know that everyone will have their own secrets, like a deep-rooted poison, every time they are mentioned, they will cause heart-piercing pain.All the past will also be sealed in memory with the passage of time, so that many years later, it will become the most precious memory on the long journey of life.

I didn't have much conversation with him, just said, "You take care."

He said, "Yeah."

I think if there is a destiny, we will definitely meet again.

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About love, I asked my sister Avril a long time ago.

I asked my sister, "What is despicable and dirty?"

She said, "Beautiful, cute, and smart."

I said, "Sister, you are so mean and dirty."

"Crack." My left face was swollen.

I asked again: "What is shameless?"

Avril Lavigne: "Industrious and brave, tenacious and unyielding."

I said, "Sister, you are so fucking shameless."

"Crack." My right cheek was swollen.

"Then what is love?" I looked into my sister Avril's bright eyes and asked.

"It's despicable and shameless." She replied.

I said, "Sister, you don't understand love at all."

After a long time, my sister said "um".

For a long time, I couldn't understand why tears suddenly rolled in her eyes.

I always think of Xi Ya, the day I become an adult is getting closer and closer, I don't know if I really have the so-called "love" for her.

I still have the same dream, the man in the dream moves gracefully, with ethereal steps.Above the endless sea of ​​blood, skirts fluttered and danced like butterflies.

I always wake up in that same dream.

In the final decisive battle between the goblins and the monsters, the goblins paid a painful price of more than half of the casualties to win the final victory.And the inner self of the Forest of Flowers, the manjusawa that bloomed all over the blood on the day it was born, is more delicate and thicker.Just like in a dream, how tall a person is, she is so beautiful, like a dream, like a dream, like a song like blood.Looking from a distance, there are large expanses of bewitching red, countless flowers on the other side blooming in full bloom, endlessly growing.

The outside races would never have imagined that the Forest of Flowers, which they have always called "Fairyland", would gradually change into what it is now in just a few years: red mist and mist, no longer the original rain and mist Surrounding like a fairyland on earth.They gave Huahai Forest another name—Blood Mist Forest.

The strength of the goblin clan is determined by the strength of the flower soul, the more solid the flower soul is, the stronger the goblin will be.The goblins cultivate their flower souls in the sea of ​​flowers in order to continuously increase their strength.And blood is the best nourishment for the flower soul.Fairies are kind by nature and never take the initiative to water the sea of ​​flowers with blood.In this battle, endless blood was sprinkled on the sea of ​​blood-colored flowers. Under the baptism of the war, the strength of the surviving goblins got a qualitative leap.I can even use the flower soul to condense the petals on the other side into bloody wings, flying in the air for a short time.I know that the present of the goblins is all bought with the blood of countless gone goblins.

I told my father, the current king of the goblin clan: "I want to marry Xiya as my wife, and I want her to be the future queen of the goblin clan, and she will be the mother of the world."

When my father heard my words, his eyes, which had been slackened by the tragic casualties of the goblin clan, flashed a light that he hadn't seen for a long time, but he said the words that could change his life, "It's impossible for you to marry her."

I said, "Why?" Why should my fate be controlled by you, and why my choice must be changed because of a word from you.So many years later, I often think, if I hadn't said this sentence to my father at the beginning, wouldn't everything have evolved into what it was later?

My father's eyes became sharp and full of sharpness. In my memory, this was the first time he was so angry.He said to me in an irresistible tone: "Xi Ya is not a fairy, she is a woman who does not belong to the fairy clan, you will become the king of the fairy clan, and every demon king cannot allow a woman from a different race to marry. "

Ignoring what his father said, he was extremely angry and left.

For the sake of Xiya, I don't have to be the king of the goblin clan, I can even give up everything.Although I don't know who else will fall in love with myself who has nothing.At that time, I thought, maybe Xi Ya is the only reason why I want to be on the throne of the goblin.