The enemy has a crush on me

The fairy air is faint, and the joy is fluttering.

A cool blue flame illuminates a dark room made of cold jade.

There are several smooth steps on the innermost side, on which are placed a futon, a long wooden table, and a zither.

On the corner of the table is a transparent censer, as if carved from ice crystals, burning intoxicating incense.

The smoke and cloud are entangled, making it appear that the things inside seem to be real or fake, ethereal and misty.

Under the stone steps, there is a huge water pool that is out of place.

It is not Xingtan water that blooms in it, but Xingscarlet's foul-smelling blood.

A dragon lay motionless in the foul-smelling bloody water.

He must have soaked in it for a long time, so that every inch of his skin was deeply stained with thick blood, and every wave of light rippling on the scales swayed with a strange and ambiguous fishy smell.

Different from ordinary blue dragons, he seems to have a pair of soft and beautiful wings on the hard and sharp winding spine that seems to be casted by gold.

It was clearly the same as Ying Long's corpse that was protected by Qingze Haosheng.

A huge block of ice stood on the stone wall beside the pool.

The eyes of the person frozen inside were closed, the blood was frozen by the ice and condensed on the huge wound, and the black hair splashed like ink, like a lifelike ice sculpture.

The man in the cloak stood in front of the ice, looking at the Emperor's corpse, he seemed unable to understand, and frowned, "Where did you come from?"

In the starry night, everything is silent, in a place where there is no sound.

East Heaven Court practice room.

A fairy official in a cloak quietly walked out of the night, walked through the empty corridor, and came to the tightly locked door.

Before Wuliang Taihua left, he specially warned all the fairy officials and fairy boys not to approach, and those who violated the order will have their fairy registration revoked.

The fairy official put his hand in front of the barrier at the door.

After a while, the enchantment melted away, and the immortal official gathered his cloak, pushed the door open and entered.

The round and complete dragon scales are floating in the air, and the black magic energy is still rushing around.

Seeing the turbulent demonic energy, the immortal official flapped his hands and squeezed a strange knuckle.

He must have come prepared, and the originally raging devilish energy on the scales gradually became obedient and attached to his fingertips.

After half a stick of incense time passed, just as the immortal official secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Long Lin, who had been motionless all this time, sensed something, and suddenly shook violently.

The fairy official frowned, and the speed of pinching suddenly accelerated, even biting his own fingertips, using his own blood as a medium.

The scale became more and more restless, and finally broke free from his restraint, and broke through the door.

The fairy official stamped his feet fiercely, and hurriedly chased after him.

He just broke the barrier at the door, which happened to give Long Lin a chance to get rid of his shackles.

The moon was thrown behind him, and the fairy official hid his figure and flew after the dragon scale all the way, only to see the road became more and more familiar.

Sure enough, the dragon scale finally stopped outside the stone wall of the dark room.

The immortal official appeared and drew out his weapon, but he heard the roar of a boulder exploding.

Immortal official swung his right hand twice, smashing the flying boulder, only to see a thick smoke billowing in front of his eyes.

There is a fragmented hole on the stone wall of the dark room that fits perfectly.

The fairy official walked into the cave.

A man stood with his back to him.

Straight white long hair hangs down, black and red devilish energy floats around his body, and the tips of his hair tremble slightly, as if he is looking around.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around.

Even his eyelashes were star-white, and a little bit of fishy smell spread out from his pale pupils. The place where the white of the starry eyes was originally filled with scarlet, spread out from the corners of his eyes, turning into fiery and noisy totems.

The whole heaven shook.

The whole world vibrated.

The entire nether world vibrated.

The entire Three Realms vibrated.

"Roar----------------!!!!!!!!"

"Woo—————————!!!!!!"

All demons howled together, all ghosts walked at night, and the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The horror of the six races.

The demon god awakens.

The newborn demon god Yingxing saw him, but seemed to have no energy left to pay attention to him. He frowned, closed his eyes, and gasped for a while. For the first time, a ray of impure, black hair condensed on his fingertips. Mo Qi, and then looked at it a little blankly.

Immortal official still star stood where he was, silently pinching the decision with both hands.

Sing softly in his mouth.

Before the Demon God could figure out what he had done, he stopped, covered his head, his knees were weak, and he knelt down trembling all over, as if he was suffering.

The fairy official's ten fingers fluttered, the demon god's eyebrows frowned and tightened, and he let out an extremely dull scream, his hands changed to scratching the ground, his neatly trimmed fingertips gradually became sharp, cold sweat slipped to the ground drop by drop, he struggled for a long time, and finally collapsed As if raising his head and screaming, he swiped his palm towards the fairy official and came out through the air.

Leaving behind a pool of dirty blood, melting ice, and a shattered dark room.

disappeared.

Qing Ze slowly opened his eyes.

The drowsy fairy boy sitting beside him sat up straight, stared at him with his big round eyes for two seconds, jumped off the stool, and shouted to the door: "Quick, quick! Hurry up and notify Lord Tianzun! God has woken up!!"

Qing Ze coughed twice, sat up straight, and was about to get out of bed after throwing off the quilt.

The little boy turned his face away, ran over in a panic, and said, "Master Shangshen! Lord Tianzun will be here in a while, you should rest a little longer!"

Qing Ze ignored his words, stood up, and said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"You, you..." The little boy opened his fingers and began to count, "You fainted... one, two, three... uh... ten, eleven..."

When the little boy finished counting his fingers and began to take off his shoes, Qing Ze's expression finally changed a bit.

"My lord, you have been in a coma for a whole month." Wuliang Taihua stepped in and gave the answer directly.

"What?" Qing Ze said.

Wuliang Taihua walked to the porcelain table in the room, pulled out two stools, and motioned for Qingze to sit down.

Qing Ze rubbed his shoulders, walked to the table and sat down.

Wuliang Taihua sighed, looking very tired, and repeated again: "My lord, you have been in a coma for a month."

Qing Ze looked at his expression, and was a little surprised: "Why haven't you seen me for a month, and you've been so emaciated?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "My lord doesn't know, this month, the Three Realms have undergone great changes, Xiaoxian really..."

Qingze listened, the tiredness of long sleep gradually faded away, suddenly remembered the scene before he was devoured by mana, opened his eyes wide, his face changed drastically, he didn't care to interrupt him, looked around, said: "Wait a minute, I Remember... Where is Ying Long? Where is Ying Long?"

Wuliang Taihua looked a little embarrassed, and said: "My lord, Mr. Yinglong, he died a long time ago."

Qing Ze sneered: "Don't I know he's dead? But I've already gathered all his reverse scales, he, he—"

Wuliang Taihua interrupted him: "My lord...we were fooled."

Qing Ze let go of his arm: "What?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "My lord, we have been fooled by the demons. Lord Yinglong is dead, and there is no way to resurrect him. The matter of collecting Nilin is a scam."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qingze shook his head, paused, and then said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wuliang Taihua held his forehead.

Qing Ze said: "Xing Bu Xing is a scam, how could I not know about it? I decided to collect Fragment Stars myself, and there is clearly the aura of Ying Long on Ni Lin, I can even see him, touch him, I... I remember clearly, how could it be fake?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "My lord, have you forgotten? In addition to the aura of Lord Yinglong you found on the fragment, there is also a layer of demonic energy. I thought that there were some stars attached to it. The ancient beast on your star , Naturally there is a way to purify it, but now that you think about it, the breath of Lord Ying Long you feel is probably disguised by the demonic energy on it. From the beginning to the end, there has never been the breath of Lord Ying Long on this scale."

"My lord, I'm talking about the conspiracy of the star demon clan. Xing because... maybe my lord can't remember clearly, but after Mr. Xing gathered Nilin, a lot of demonic energy suddenly gushed out from the house. And, just when my lord passed out and passed out. That night, the Demon God awakened."

Qing Ze said: "Demon God?"

Wuliang Taihua said: "Xing, afterward, I asked several immortal officials who collected the fragments to recall and found that there seemed to be some traces of formations on the reverse scale. Xiaoxian guessed that perhaps the formations had a great connection with the awakening of the demon god. .”

"Although Xiaoxian hasn't found out what the relationship between the stars is, but...Master Yinglong's Nilin must have been tampered with by the demons, and even, it may not be Lord Xingyinglong's Nilin at all, and Xing's tool to revive the Demon God .My lord, we have been used by the demons."

Qing Ze said: "Your star said that the Demon Race completely killed Ying Long in order to revive the Demon God?"

Wuliang Taihua saw that he had completely misinterpreted his own words, and was still obsessed with Yinglong's death, and finally became anxious: "My lord, Mr. Yinglong died a long time ago! He died by the Huai River hundreds of years ago!"

Where did Qingze hear such words, he stood up abruptly, and viciously grabbed his skirt: "No! What do you know! You think you know everything, but what do you know?!"

"He's not dead!"

"He's alive...he...I know he's alive! That impossible disguise of Star Demon Qi...I can feel his breath...I can touch his skin...I can feel his breath... ...I can hear him talking...I...I every night...he...I, I remember very clearly...I remember every moment very clearly."

"I know that star..."

"Although it's only a little bit...Although it's all my wishful thinking...I took advantage of it...but I know that he..."

"Ke Xing is gone now... not anymore..."

"I can't smell him anymore...I can't see him anymore...I can't touch him...I can't talk to him...I can't hold him in my arms...I can't kiss him...not even Become an enemy with him again..."

"His breath has disappeared...he is really dead..."

"he died……"

"He was still alive before, but now he is really dead..."

The voices of the ancient gods lowered little by little, as if they were whining from the depths of their souls.He looked at the smooth tabletop, murmured to himself, shook his head, he didn't know what to think, his sad expression became fierce again, and he questioned nervously.

"Awakening of the demon god? What demon god? What the hell is the demon god who deserves to die?! This gang of bereaved dogs killed Ying Long in order to awaken the demon god! How dare they kill Ying Long?!"

"How dare they kill Ying Long! How dare they kill Ying Long!"

"This group of bereaved dogs regards the new demon god as their life-saving straw? The previous demon god, Ke Xing, died so badly that he couldn't even find his body!"

"What demon god? What a demon god! Since he dared to awaken, I dared to let him die worse than Chi You. I want him to live but not die, I want him to live forever, and I want him to do what he did Pay the price!"

Qing Ze's eyes were red, he let out an angry roar, loosened Wuliang Taihua's collar, drew out his long sword, cut off the porcelain table with one sword, dropped the cups and cups all over the floor, and stopped panting.

"Damn them!"

Wuliang Taihua stared at him dumbfounded, as if he was looking at a lunatic.

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The author has something to say: sort it out for Dakar:

Yin Luo is Yinglong Benlong, not reincarnation.He wasn't completely dead back then, he was only half angry, and after waiting for hundreds of years, he borrowed the belly of the imperial concubine to come to the world to look for Qing Ze.

Knowing that he is powerless, he adheres to the principle that what he can do is one day, and he wants to use the spare time to confess to Qing Ze, fulfilling his long-cherished wish, but he is too weak and accidentally lost his memory.

Qing Ze can see Ying Long in the illusion, also because Ying Long is not completely dead yet.

With Yin Luo dead, Qingze would no longer be able to see Yinglong in the illusion.

Originally, it was impossible for the ancient gods to be revived after death, but before Yinglong died completely, he was infected with evil energy by the bad guys (the seal on the scales was sealed by someone after being infected with evil energy).Because of the magic energy, collecting all the scales is indeed a necessary but not sufficient condition for resurrecting the completely dead Yinglong.