The devil's wife lost her memory

After a catastrophe thousands of years ago, the world is in chaos, evil spirits are rampant, fierce beasts are in trouble, and the people are in dire straits.

Heaven used all its strength to seal the instigator, the beast Qiongqi, in the Nether Mountain.

But how could that poor beast be trapped in this unshitty mountain with peace of mind, he worked hard all day long, trying to destroy this broken mountain, and return to the human world where he can do whatever he wants.

It's not like he can do whatever he wants to be an ant in the world.

The turmoil in Tiangong continued day by day, and the Emperor of Heaven had no choice but to order the prince of Tiangong to descend to earth to sit in the Nether Mountain to suppress Qiongqi.

Qiongqi Beast has a lot of resentment in his heart, which attracts evil spirits to often gather in Youming Mountain. It happened that the head of a family of immortals practiced evil ancient methods and became obsessed.

The demon race has developed for thousands of years, but it is not as vicious as it was back then. With the tenet that if no one offends me, I will die if anyone offends me, this world is also peaceful.

Youming Mountain, as the headquarters of the demon kings of the past dynasties, in the eyes of others, it is heresy. All the immortal cultivators scoffed at them. Although they looked down on them, they did not dare to provoke them openly.

Well, the demon clan has a rule that the new Nether King must go through a catastrophe before he can take the throne. But is the catastrophe something ordinary people can bear?Even if the demons were robbed by the sky, they would lose half their lives.

Some demons also questioned that this may be an excuse for King Nether to inherit the throne. Back then, some people wanted to accept the throne of King Nether because they were not afraid of the thunder, but they were finally smashed by the thunder.

From then on, the seat of King Youming was a hot potato in the mountains, and no one was willing to take it over. There was no way, and the throne of Youming Mountain had been inherited from generation to generation.

It was at that time that Prince Tiangong met the little devil who had just ascended the throne of Nether King.

Prince Tiangong was walking around the Nether Mountain that day, and met the little devil in the form of a snow-white fox. The sky thundered, and the little fox ran away in fright, and accidentally ran under Prince Tiangong's white robe.

Seeing the world in great chaos and the people struggling to survive, the Prince Tiangong didn't want to see any living things hurting his life, so he hugged the shivering little fox curled up at his feet, and received a thunderbolt for him.

A thatched cottage was built by the water in the mountains. The appearance is simple, but the inside is a copy of the palace of Prince Tiangong on Tiangong, which makes people very envious.

The little devil who had suffered the catastrophe was taken to the thatched hut by the prince of Tiangong, and after feeding the elixir, he was allowed to sleep soundly for three days and three nights.

Until the early morning of the fourth day, Prince Tiangong, who was meditating, suddenly felt something approaching his face. He opened his eyes, and saw a hairy head approaching his face, and a delicate nose approaching his face. Sniff lightly at his face.

Subconsciously, Prince Tiangong pushed away the little demon Lord of Youming Mountain who had just woken up.

"Ouch!" The man who was still in a trance was suddenly pushed under the bed, the little devil got up and rubbed his butt, he stared at the handsome face of the Tiangong prince and said, "Are you a mortal under the Nine Heavens Immortal?"

The person in front of him looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pair of clear almond eyes, a red lotus between his eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin lips slightly pursed, and a tall and straight figure. He was frowning his eyebrows and rubbing his butt at the moment.

"Are you... a fox demon?" Prince Tiangong said uncertainly, his voice was clear, like a stream of sweet spring.

"Daddy actually turned me into a fox!" The little devil jumped onto the bed and knelt beside the prince of Tiangong, "I am the new king of the Nether Mountain, so that low-ranking fairy can compete with me? My name is Cang Lin, are you Are you an immortal? Are you the noble person my mother said was destined to help me overcome the catastrophe? Then I can follow you from now on, no, you can follow me from now on."

Prince Tiangong looked at the devil kid who was much shorter than him in front of him, and smiled slightly, "Okay."

It is also good to have someone in this mountain to talk to yourself.

The fact that Cang Lin passed the catastrophe surprised everyone in the Demon Race, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

That Cang Lin was the only son of the Demon King. He was weak since he was a child. I heard that he was like a sick cat when he was born.

"You old bastard, the young master was struck to death by lightning, you let your son go up to the position of Demon King?"

With this in mind, Cang Lin's new king ascended the throne very smoothly.

The new king, Canglin, disappeared on the second day after ascending the throne, and spent the whole day hanging out with the prince of Tiangong, asking what it was like when the sky fell and the earth fell.

Canglin was young but was greedy for wine, and the prince of Tiangong always brought a pot of peach blossom stuffed pear flower stuffed or Baihua stuffed stuff with him every time he came back to Tiangong.

Every time the little ghost drank a lot of water, his face turned red, and he either turned into a fox or a snow wolf, or turned into a mink and hung it on Prince Tiangong's neck, whistling and sleeping.

That day, Prince Tiangong returned to Nether Mountain after attending the birthday banquet of the Virgin Mary of the Western Heaven. He had just stood in front of his thatched hut, which had greatly changed its appearance, when a figure flew out of it, and it was already circling around him in the blink of an eye. three laps.

"You are back! How did you go so long this time? You missed my birthday!" Cang Lin pulled the sleeve of Prince Tiangong, with a look on his face that you missed my birthday and you have to make it up for me.

Prince Tiangong nodded between his eyebrows, and casually threw two cans of century-old hundred-flower wine into his arms, "You rebuilt my hut?"

"It's me! It's me! What? Do you like it? You don't know. I don't know if this Lei Gong has enmity with me in Youming Mountain or something. That day a thunderbolt struck me and the mountain was full of fire. If I wasn't powerful, you The broken thatched hut has been wiped out long ago! Thank you very much!" The monkey chattered after Prince Tiangong, wanting to be praised by others.

Prince Tiangong didn't know what he was thinking, but he just didn't answer Cang Lin's words, and the anxious kid frowned and pouted.

"Here, here it is for you." Speaking of the thunder, it was Lei Gong's unintentional behavior when he was drunk. Fortunately, it didn't hit the human world, otherwise it would be bad.

Looking at the gourd-shaped jade pendant handed over by the god in front of him, Cang Lin just swept away the psychological dissatisfaction, "A birthday present for me? It's very beautiful, I like it very much."

That day, Cang Lin drank two altars of century-old wine and was very drunk. Prince Tiangong packed up his things and went back to the house, and found that the little ghost had turned into a snow wolf and fell asleep. He covered the snow wolf with a blanket and sat on the side to rest at ease. He meditated, and only closed his eyes and fell asleep next to Snow Wolf in the middle of the night.

It rained lightly on the mountain at night, and the snow wolf huddled beside Prince Tiangong in fear of the cold, one paw was still pressing on his chest, and the pink tongue was drooping around his mouth. No one would believe such an image of a demon king.

Prince Tiangong slept soundly that night, but when the sky was slightly bright, a fiery gaze looked at him, his gaze was like a torch.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the kid who had transformed back was sitting beside him with one leg bent, with his arms on his knees. When he woke up, he smiled, and the dark sky seemed to light up with that smile.

Before he could react, Cang Lin lowered his head, and his slightly cool lips touched the warm lips of Prince Tiangong, "You are so beautiful, you haven't told me your name yet."

"Prince Tiangong..." was completely subconscious and without thinking.

"Prince Tiangong! Alright, I'll make a note! Wait for me to come back!"

Cang Lin went back to the Demon Clan Hall, he hated the dark buildings in the hall, but it didn't matter that he was always in the bright and white hall of Prince Tiangong, this time he came back just to tell his parents that he wanted to marry Shangshen as his wife!

The old demon lord became angry immediately, that day when the crown prince was on his Nether Mountain, they did not interfere with the well water, and now he actually kidnapped his son?How can it be true!

"Husband! No! Prince Tiangong is the son of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"So what about the son of the Emperor of Heaven? The son of the Emperor of Heaven can abduct my son? This is not paying attention to my demon race! Don't be afraid, Madam, the mere God Realm is nothing to worry about!"

"Husband, if you do this, wouldn't my son want to hate you forever? Listen to my plan..."

The old devil's wife is his childhood sweetheart, although she was abducted from the world by the old devil, but after all, the husband and wife are deeply in love, and he can still listen to most of his wife's words, not to mention, what his wife said is reasonable.

At the end of the couple's evening conversation, the old devil called Cang Lin to him, and said earnestly, "Son, it's not that the father doesn't agree with you marrying him. You know, the prince of Tiangong is the son of the emperor of heaven, and the gods and we have never been on good terms with him at all. Will agree, besides, you know that Prince Tiangong also likes you as much as you like him?"

The old devil's words made Cang Lin quiet for a few days.

Today, Prince Tiangong is looking after his flowers and plants in the yard. These seeds were given to him by the flower fairy. The raw material of Baihua Brew has been stored for a hundred years, but for some reason, he planted it recently.

"Hi! Prince Tiangong!" Cang Lin sat on the roof. He had been sitting on the roof for a long time, watching the people below watering and weeding for a while, but most of the time he was in a daze, and he didn't even notice that he came.

Flying to that person, after such a long time, Cang Lin is now as tall as the Tiangong Prince.

Cang Lin stared at Prince Tiangong's prosperous beauty for a long time, "I like you very much, do you like me as much as I like you?"

This question stopped Prince Tiangong, he was at a loss for words for a while, but in Cang Lin's eyes, this reaction meant that he didn't like him, "Well, it's true."

The little ghost was a little disappointed, "Go ahead, I'm leaving."

His throat moved, but in the end he didn't say a word. When he disappeared into the mist, Prince Tiangong looked back at the small garden he had just mined, and tilted his head.

Throwing away the hoe and going back to the house, the smell of the scorpion is still in the house. I can't cultivate the Heart Sutra well, and I can't concentrate in meditation. I have no choice but to squat by the garden in a daze.

Like it?Like it, I have been alone in the mountains for thousands of years, and I accidentally picked up the new king of the demon clan who has gone through a lot of calamities.

He was greedy for wine, so he planted the raw materials of Baihua Niang for him, and gave him the jade pendant that he brought up since he was a child, don't you like it?

Raising his hand to touch his lips, the lonely back made him a little flustered, and Prince Tiangong got up suddenly.

The person who was whipped by Cang Mo raised his hand and touched his lips, and the child's slightly dry and slightly cool lips in the morning were printed on his, as if it was just yesterday.

The author has something to say: Well, I wish everyone a happy new year in advance www

The group portrait of the teacher who sang and collapsed Au before produced a happy ^_^