Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

The Demon Palace is surrounded by a huge lake, and every time the blood moon reaches the summit, the glistening water will shatter the moonlight, mottled into a blood-colored beauty.

Echoing the vermilion mandala on the shore.In an instant, it was so beautiful.

I once wore a white robe and walked here with bare feet.There will be two blue spirit birds coming over with a small gift in their mouths, stopping in my palm, chatting with me.

But later, Xiu discovered them.

They never came again.

Tens of thousands of years of bitter cold and loneliness ruined my curiosity about the world, and I began to fall asleep. At least in my dream, there were many strange people talking to me and spending some broken time with me.

——Although, these dreams are bloody.

In the forbidden area deep in the magic palace, there is the relic of the dark god, the ice, and the cold breath will penetrate these places.

So much so that the water in the lake is so low that no living thing can survive at this temperature, making the lake look abnormally clean.

No one can explain why the lake doesn't freeze, and no one is bored enough to think about it like I do.

I had a strong desire to leave this place and see the wonderful world outside.

But now, I just wish I never went out.Don't look at those strange things, don't understand the so-called truth of everything.

Just stay here with peace of mind, be a carefree devil, live in harmony with Xiu, and then secretly complain about the people here.

Now that I am back, I am no longer qualified to be happy.

I am burdened with blood and deep hatred, but I don't even have the courage to cut off the enemy's head.

I forgot the person I should love deeply, but when the other person came to me after all the hard work, I would sing and sing with my enemy every night in front of him.

I am angry at the person sitting in the Holy Church of Light, angry at him enjoying the glory that should belong to me, and angry at his imprisonment of me, but now, I can't even summon up the power to hate.

I am a dignified holy son, a dignified movie king, and a dignified devil king.How did it come down to such a situation?

Maybe it's because you think too deeply, or maybe you don't have enough strength.When I was pushed from behind and fell into this cold lake, I didn't know what happened.

"Okay! You still dare to come back!! Do you really think that I have the protection of some kind of demon, so I won't dare to touch you?!

"A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy looked at me angrily. He was wearing a patrol uniform of a guard, holding a long sword in his hand, with hatred in his eyes, and pointed the tip of the sword at my throat.

The cold water wrapped my whole body, and my lips turned purple from the cold in an instant, and my long hair was sticking to my body with wetness. I was really embarrassed.

"Fighting is forbidden in the Demon Palace, calm down." Another young man in the same guard outfit stopped the young man's hand, and said calmly, "He is Chi's subordinate.

If he died here, the island owner will definitely investigate thoroughly, let him go. "

"Let him go?! How can you let me feel at ease and let him go!! He insulted my sister, and let other people...

I can't even forget my sister's expression when she committed suicide, this bastard! !How do you let me let him go! "The boy's eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"None of the Twelve Island Masters is good, and their subordinates are also extremely disgusting!

Wang has always disliked the Twelve Island Masters. I killed a young man today. How could that pervert who is greedy for life and afraid of death investigate this matter thoroughly! "

The point of the boy's sword scratched a little bit of skin on my throat, and a little bit of blood seeped out.

Could it be that these two mistook me for the subordinate who was killed by Ba before?

In order to distinguish, the clothes of each island owner's subordinates are different, with specific signs.

My clothes belonged to the subordinate I was wearing, and I was wearing a mask. They must have mistaken me.

I opened my lips slightly, and was about to speak up to defend myself, when another voice stiffened my body.

It is the usual elegant and magnetic, with a little polite alienation and a faint smile: "Private fighting is forbidden in the Demon Palace, everyone."

The two immediately knelt down and saluted: "My lord!"

I froze, not daring to look at him at all.He stayed in the water in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Xiu stood on the mandala all over the sky, the bloody moonlight blurred the indifference and slight killing intent in his eyes.

There was a perfect smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he said gracefully: "The king has already arrived at the Demon Palace, you will disturb him if you make such a noise."

The young man looked at me with grief and resentment, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "My lord! As long as I can kill him, my subordinate will definitely apologize with death!!"

The young man tugged at the corner of the boy's clothes in disapproval.

As if he finally noticed me, Xiu chuckled lightly.Kneeling down gracefully, her red eyes fixedly looked into my eyes, and there was a little interest and a touch of tenderness in her eyes.

"Did you hear that? They're trying to kill you."

I shivered and avoided his sight, not daring to make a sound.

Xiu leaned down slowly, and whispered in my ear: "I can kill them for you, as long as you tell me..."

"Under this skin, who is your real soul?"