The enemy has a crush on me

For the first time, the majestic Tianzun wished to get out of his mind what he had learned by accident just now.

If he heard it right, the ancient god in front of him, who spoke and acted so utterly effeminate, had that kind of relationship with Ying Long, who was also an ancient god.

No wonder Shangshen worked so hard to collect the fragments of Yinglong Nilin. It turned out that he was anxious to revive his old lover.

He organized his language, and forced himself to open his mouth calmly: "My lord..."

However, Qing Ze seemed completely unaware of the shocking words he just said outrightly just now, still immersed in his own emotions, looking at his sharp long sword, said: "Wuliang Taihua."

His tone was extremely steady, as if it wasn't him who was furious a moment ago.

Wuliang Taihua was stunned for a moment: "My lord, what's wrong?"

Qing Ze turned his head, stared into his eyes, paused every word, and said in a deep voice, "Give me soldiers."

Wuliang Taihua said: "What?"

"I swear here in the name of my ancient divine beast—from today onwards, I am willing to put my life on the line to help the immortal clan with all my strength and completely wipe out the evil." Qingze put away his long sword, put his three fingers together, and made an oath to the sky.

Then he looked at Wuliang Taihua and repeated again: "So, give me soldiers."

Wuliang Taihua looked at his expression in disbelief, and after being glanced at by him, he even forgot the restlessness just now, showing an overjoyed expression, cupped his hands and said: "Okay! How much do you want, my lord! I have tens of thousands of soldiers in the East Heavenly Court!" , at your command!"

Qing Ze put down his hands, looked at the mess for a while, then turned around.

- "The more the better."

The demon god awakens, and the Three Realms are terrified.

The East Heavenly Court enlisted the help of the mysterious ancient gods to lead the heavenly soldiers and fight against evil spirits together.

At first, it was only the East Heavenly Court's reliance, but later it became the trump card held by Sifang Tianzun.

No one knows when he came, and no one knows what kind of deep hatred he has with the demons.

It is said that the ancient deity was dressed in a green shirt, with a three-point playful and seven-point mean look, a pair of eyes colder than jade, and every gesture of his hands and feet carried a coldness of repelling people thousands of miles away. He came to the fairy clan for many days. Kill the devil at the sight, not even a single extra word.

Immortals have always advocated an atmosphere of peace and joy, never have they seen such yin and yang characters, and for a while they respected this god who was born out of nowhere.

But even though he seemed to disdain other people's dealings, he became famous in one battle, and even used his own power to protect the immortal clan from the conquest of evil for more than a hundred years.

Wherever he went, the demon soldiers retreated, and the fairy flag was raised high.

Chaos, the last awakened demon general, faced him in the first battle. He was beaten all over by the red-eyed ancient gods, and the beast retreated back as its name, Chaos Chaos, was defeated.

Go back and look around.

The little ghost was frightened and panicked, saying that he didn't know where he came from, what identity he was, what purpose he had, and why he had a grudge.

Chaos is furious, why don't you know anything? !

The little ghost huddled into a small ball, and said with a trembling voice, I, I still know a little bit.

Chaos said, what do you know? !

——Its name is Qingjun.

Jiuchongtian Qingjun, his appearance is as handsome as a pine tree, and his spirit is as cold as a sharp edge.The sword passes through the oars, and the devil can't live.

Qiongqi jumped off the monster and walked quickly into the majestic palace city.

After a hundred years, the human race has been divided and reunited for several years, and various countries, big and small, have been annexed and divided with each other, and they can't see what they used to be.

They still live in the former Beidi Palace.

The pretentiously cheerful witch and witch swayed hidden in the shadow of the tree, making small and broken sounds.

Pass through the woods, climb up the stairs all the way, and enter the temple along the neat long Baiyan road.

The hall is resplendent with gold and jade, with layers of red gauze hanging high, hanging on the ground, rippling with the wind.

Surrounded by incense candles, on the left and right are two rows of ladies dressed in light clothes, playing melodious tunes.

Behind the throne, two flirtatious ladies with red lips like blood were holding a long palm fan decorated with peacock feathers on the left and one on the right, fanning them again and again.

The Demon God is leaning on the throne, wearing a dark red velvet cloak, embroidered with a gorgeous golden dragon flying on the clouds, dancing with the breeze, the belt is decorated with layers of emeralds, Chinese boots, and a red jade dragon crown on his head. The vermilion color is rich and the water is rippling, like blood flowing under the sun. On both sides of the red jade crown, there is a very thin strand of gold thread hanging down from the white hair scattered behind the ear.The vine-like magic patterns bloomed on the collarbone.He embraced Maggie in one hand, and held a golden bottle of wine in the other. His white eyelashes were drooping, and his eyes and eyebrows were clearly stern and cold, but there was also a bit of unknowing sloppyness.

Seeing that Qiongqi rushed in regardless of the killing spirit wrapped in the battlefield, the Demon God said to Meiji in his arms: "Go down."

Meiji put away Gu Panshenghui's look, glanced at Qiongqi, snorted, and stood up.

The Demon God raised his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"

Qiongqi knelt on one knee in the hall, and said: "Your Majesty, although we have been broken for a hundred years, because of the birth of a Qingjun who does not know the origin, he always blocks us, so that we have not been able to attack the heavens until now. Today, when Linyin raided the border of the heaven, he happened to bump into Qingjun, and was almost captured alive by him. He is now seriously injured in the army camp. At this time, the demon generals under the Linyin seat are leaderless. If they don't send troops to help in time, Qingjun will probably be killed Kill them all."

The Demon God frowned, and stopped Mi Le with a wave of his hand: "Go and ask the other Demon Generals to wait in the training ground."

Qiongqi said: "Yes."

What they call the training ground was originally a shooting range.When the other demon generals arrived, the demon god was facing them with his back, holding a longbow, pulling it to the full string, and releasing it.

Whoosh-!

The sharp arrow went straight into the bull's-eye and went out through the target.

As soon as Zhu Wu whistled, he said from the bottom of his heart: "Beautiful!"

After blowing, he realized who the person standing in front of him was, coughed awkwardly the next second, and knelt down on one knee with the other demon generals as if nothing had happened.

The demon god stopped his movements, handed the longbow to the attendant beside him, picked up the handkerchief on the tray, wiped his hands slowly, and turned around.

Lin Yin and Chaos were stationed outside, and four people were kneeling at the entrance of the empty shooting range.

One looks beautiful and holds a pair of meteor hammers.One has long horns and giant wings holding a big knife, and the other has a huge tiger-toothed sheep face.

One person is dressed in strong clothes, with a slender and straight figure, sickly pale skin, half of the eyes are brown maroon of the human race, and half of the eyes are gray and white of the demon race, and half of the face that should be gentle and handsome is sparsely distributed with texture similar to that of the demon god. Pale magic pattern.

梼杌, Qiongqi, gluttonous.

Anping.

After the awakening of the demon god, the turbulent demonic energy in the Three Realms subsided, and there were no longer any human races who were mistakenly infected with the demonic energy.

90 years ago, the little prince Xuanyong returned to the imperial city for the first time and recognized his ancestors, causing turmoil in the court for a while.

The monarch's whereabouts have been unknown for several years.The prince of the former dynasty died suddenly and unexpectedly, and the crown prince under his knees lost his power.Taking advantage of the trend, the little prince ascended to the Great Treasure and took charge of Xuanyong. Regardless of the dissuasion of the officials, he insisted on giving the notorious former monarch the posthumous posthumous title of "Renlie".

Renlie?

that monster?

This little emperor is really a joke in the world.

But this is not the most rebellious and insolent thing the little emperor has ever done.

The following year, the little emperor, whose buttocks were still warm on the dragon chair, suddenly wore an imperial robe and Xuanyong's imperial amulet, and defected to the demon clan.

This human traitor who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

He handed over the former largest country in the world to others, and became a minion of the demon god.

On the day he joined the Demon Race, he knelt at the gate of the imperial city for three days and three nights under the scorching sun above his head, and finally waited for the rain on the last day.

On the third day, he knelt and sat in the rainstorm, looking at the closed gate of the imperial city.

After an unknown amount of time, the female demon general named Wuwu finally walked out of the city, frowning and looking at him suspiciously.

"Little ghost, is there something wrong with your mind? Your majesty said that you don't intend to disturb the order of the human race too much. You are not a good emperor. Why come here and kneel?"

The little emperor turned his gaze to look at her, his hair was sticking to his cheeks, and his eyes were a little bit dizzy from the rain.

He was still a young, normal human being at this time, with brown eyes and smooth and healthy skin, not as pale as he had been since then.

He said, "I want to become a demon."

Wu Wu looked at him in surprise and said, "What did you say?"

Perhaps consciously he had considered it well, the little emperor knelt in the torrential rain, his tone was so calm and breezy as if he was saying that he had eaten a steamed stuffed bun in the morning: "I want to become a demon."

The female demon general with gray pupils was very angry when she heard this: "You want to become a demon?! Are you sick? Do you know how many ghosts and ghosts practiced hard for hundreds of years just to become a human being. You are lucky to die, just pass it So many people can’t live a comfortable life. Do you think that being a demon is just a joke?! Do you think that becoming a demon can live forever and go to heaven and earth?! You see us are amazing?! Do you know what a demon is?! If you can Become a human, do you think...!"

She stopped talking here, and smashed a deep hole in the ground with a meteor hammer: "Idiot!"

"You can just kneel and die here." Seeing that the little emperor was unmoved, Zhuo Wu raised the meteor hammer, turned around and was about to leave.

But behind him he said calmly: "Demon General, since you have come out, help me bring something to Lord Demon God."

Wu Wu turned his head impatiently: "What?"

The little emperor felt in his bosom, and took out a talisman with both hands.

Carved in pure gold, with complicated patterns, engraved with a dragon-flying phoenix "Yin" character.

The little emperor handed the talisman to the female demon general with a mean face and a ferocious expression: "Please give this talisman to Lord Demon God."

Seeing that he was determined to go his own way, Wuwu frowned for a long time before taking it, looked at it, and shook his head: "Little devil, I have already said that the demon god is not interested in you, and it is useless for you to give me Xuanyong's trump card."

The little emperor also shook his head: "This talisman is a token given to me by a person. He told me that no matter how long it takes, as long as he sees this talisman, he will recognize me. I don't know if more than ten years have passed, this sentence Words can’t be counted.”

Wu Wu looked at him suspiciously, but the little emperor lowered his head and remained silent.

The heavy rain drenched the dragon robe, making the young Yellow Emperor feel a little pitiful.

"Okay." Zhu Wu said, "It happens that my wife is bored."

It takes half a day to go to Wuwu.

In the evening, the rain gradually stopped.

The little emperor knelt in the setting sun without moving.

The red lacquer door slowly opened again.

The demon god who lived deep in the palace came out from the door and stood in front of him.

Behind the demon god, Pinpin Tingting followed two demon beauties, shaking their feather fans and poking their heads to see the uninvited human emperor.

The Demon God held the trump card in his hand, looked at the trump card, and then at the young man.

He said, "Is this yours?"

The little emperor looked up at him and nodded.

The Demon God looked at him with a dazed expression.

He said, "I gave this to you?"

The little emperor nodded again.

The demon god said, "Who are you?"

The little emperor said: "Anping, I am Yin Anping."

The Demon God turned his head and thought about it for a while, his brows became more and more wrinkled, as if he didn't have any impression.

The little emperor looked down at the ground for a while sadly, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and tried his best to touch in his arms, and found a small package, opened the package, unpacked it layer by layer, and found a yellowed sheet. note.

"This is my name," he said word by word, and stretched out his fingers to make gestures in the air, "Yin-an-ping—"

The demon god stared at him for a while, took the note, and slowly opened it.

The words on it were written with charcoal pencils, and many places have been peeled off and mottled, but the outline of the charcoal marks that used to be faintly visible.

The Demon God was silent for a long time, closed the note, looked at the familiar trump card, and finally realized that there was a word engraved on it: "... Yin?"

The little emperor nodded: "Yin, that's your surname."

The Demon God said: "...Yin Anping..."

The little emperor nodded again.

Black clouds gradually covered the setting sun, and the moon halo rose into the sky little by little.

Behind him, the imperial city was lit with bright lights.

——I have no children, if you... would you like to take my surname?

"I remember you." The Demon God said.

The little emperor let out a long breath, and heard the demon god ask him: "Are you my son?"

The little emperor was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I am not your son."

He said with a smile: "But I am willing to become your son."

How does a human being become the son of a demon?

He would rather kneel and die outside the city gate than go back to be a well-clothed and well-fed emperor. He gave up his life as a human being, cut his own wrist, and received the blood of the demon god when he was about to die.

Go back and come, go and never return.

The only way to follow in the footsteps of a man who never returns is to follow him on the same road of no return.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned into a demon.

This world is no different from before, but it has become a completely different existence for him.

The whole world is filled with a faint, fishy and strange stench.

The sky is no longer blue, the flowers are no longer fragrant, and the willow branches are no longer soft and swaying. Spring has come to an end, the gorgeous colors are dimming, and the bright fireworks are all gone in an instant.

The ear-piercing roar never stopped, and the tiny voice was infinitely amplified, scratching his eardrums.

Black chains and sharp thorns are spread everywhere, thick or light malice rises from the heads of the rushing creatures, condensing into wisps of black air, turning into new chains and sharp thorns, or piercing through His body, scattered the slight joy he finally felt.

The sun weighed heavily overhead, as if it could fall at any moment.

The good and good weather is pressing on the top of his head, scorching him viciously, as if he is a piece of garbage that should not exist in the bright world.

Everything is so bad.

All happy smiling faces become dazzling.

These black, dull, sharp, these sharp thorns and shackles, can these people not see?Can't they feel it?They touched, wouldn't it hurt?

They have always been here, but these people do not feel it, but they are not affected.

Only he was struggling.

The original world was gone forever, and he couldn't go back.

Why can they still have happiness?Why are they still so ignorant?Why can they still see the blue sky, smell the fragrance of flowers, caress their cheeks with soft willow branches, and send out green buds in spring?

Why can they have what I have lost?

I want too.I want too.I want too.I want too.

Me, me too... I don't want to become a monster either...

—He felt jealousy, greed, anger.

Young men and women walked past him, revealing a small part of their arms or necks, dazzling.

— and desire.

The little emperor wandered around for a long time in dismay, and returned to the imperial city where the demons lived, and vomited for a long time holding the wooden barrel.

When he woke up, the Demon God was sitting by the bed, looking at him with lowered eyelids.

He laughed and laughed, and burst into tears.

"Get up." said the Demon God.

He was holding a huge marching map in his hand, and the parts marked in green were the directions where Qingjun's troops would be deployed.

"Linyin lost to Qingjun and was seriously injured. Thousands of demon soldiers were trapped on the border of the heavens. What do you think?"

Qiongqi said: "Naturally lead the troops to fight that Qingjun!"

Ever since Qing Jun appeared, there have been rumors in the Three Realms:

The former demon god died in the hands of the ancient god Yinglong, and the new demon god will also die in the hands of Qing Jun, who is also an ancient god.

This ancient god is the great weapon bestowed by the heavens to defeat demon gods.

It is the hope of saving the Three Realms.

Anping had been only a human race before, and had never heard of Qing Jun's name, but because of the more exaggerated rumors he heard, he had always hated this ancient divine beast that had never been masked.

Things like this don't happen.

Whoever cares about Qing Jun, Zi Jun and Hong Jun will be defeated by them sooner or later.

After all, Anping is a person who has studied the art of war and was an emperor. He is really speechless to this group of demon generals who rely on their own magic power and only know that they are on the hard front. Hearing Qiongqi's words, he retorted: "The heaven is above , The world is below, attacking from below, and only knowing to fight head-on, it is extremely stupid. No wonder you can only return home in defeat when you meet Qingjun."

The Demon God glanced at him: "An'er, what do you think?"

Anping said: "Father, according to what Anping saw, if you just want to save the Linyin army, the best way is to build plank roads openly and hide Chen Cang in the dark. Qingjun's mana is indeed powerful, but after all he has no skills to separate himself, so he ordered a demon general to pretend It is the easiest way to make a surprise raid on the heavens, to lure him to another place, and let a demon general lead an army to rescue the Linyin army, and the loss is the least. It is just that the time and place of this raid must be carefully considered to ensure that he has to fight against Qingjun The troops can retreat in time with minimal casualties."

He paused and then said: "Actually, I heard that the reason why Qing Jun helped the immortal clan was for a reason. If my lord father can trust me, why not send me to feign an attack this time, so I can take this opportunity to test it out. Qing Jun's details."

The Demon God pondered for a moment, lowered his head to study the map, stretched out two fingers to poke one of the places, and said: "Then it will be in Taihan."

It took Anping several years to escape from Taihan's enchantment, and he was stunned when he heard the name: "Where?"

"Taihan is far away from the Linyin army. Because there is an enchantment, the defense of the immortal clan is the weakest. An'er, you lead a small group of rangers to attack the heaven from the outer city of Taihan. After the Linyin army successfully retreats, divert to Zilu escapes. Zilu is adjacent to Taihan, surrounded by sand and sparsely populated. You will be broken into pieces, so that you will not attract attention and reveal your whereabouts." Demon God said, "Taotie, I will leave it to you to rescue Linyin. No If Qing Jun stops you, those heavenly generals should not be able to stop you, give me a victory and come back."

Taotie laughed loudly and said, "Good!"

The demon god nodded, lowered his head and studied the map again, and found that he hadn't heard Anping's reply for a long time, so he raised his head in doubt.

He said, "An'er?"

Seeing his expression, Anping came back to his senses and lowered his head: "Your servant takes orders."

The Demon God said: "Go down and get ready."

Anping and Qiongqi left.

The demon god put away the map, looked at the other pair of demon generals still kneeling in front of him, and said, "What did the demon emperor say?"

Tao Tie said: "The Demon Emperor agreed to help them break the curse of the demon clan as a condition, ordering all the demons to hide, not to be born for a hundred years, and not to participate in our future war with the immortal clan. Now the two clans of demons and ghosts surrender, and the other avoids war. The human race is still a piece of sand, only the immortal race is still stubbornly resisting, and the day when we counterattack the heavens is just around the corner!"

The Demon God said, "Okay."

He turned around and looked at the neatly arranged archery targets, wondering what he was thinking.

It is clear that they are extremely familiar with the formation of troops and everything is under control, but they are obviously not happy at all.

Taotie is still kneeling on the spot, even after more than ten years, every time he sees the demon god, he will still be unconsciously startled.

Even if he racked his brains, he couldn't guess that the new Demon God was actually Ying Long.

It turned out to be that Ying Long.

That face was extremely familiar, and it became their nightmare existence in the late stage of the battle with the Emperor.

He remembered that when he first came to the world, gods blocked and killed gods, and Buddhas blocked and killed Buddhas all the way, the first defeat he suffered was at the hands of Yinglong.

On the second day after the Demon God awakened, he opened the city gate, and for the first time saw that face with more dense and beautiful magic lines than theirs.

Gazing into the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back.

The gods who treat them like shoes, seal them completely, and are higher than anyone else, also have their godheads completely destroyed, fall from the clouds to hell, be buried in the abyss, and fall to the day that they will live and die with them who will never see the light.

No one knows what happened. It took only a short thousand years to degenerate the heroes who killed them into an even more hopeless appearance than them.

There are legends in the world that the hero who slays the dragon turns into a dragon in the end.

And the dragon in front of him even forgot that he was once a hero.

Sinking into the boundless darkness, I no longer remember who I used to be, thinking that I was born here from the beginning.

He didn't even doubt it because he was too handy.

Accepting without struggle the fact that he was born this way.

The long memory of being a god is corroded by desire.

In hell, use his talent to destroy little by little what he once desperately guarded.