A thousand days after the immortals raised demons

Lu Mo agreed not to bully, but it was just that he didn't have negative distance contact and made the last step. As for the others, he didn't fall behind as he should do.

In the early morning of the second day, when Lin Chiqing woke up, she deliberately wrapped herself tightly with clothes, her steps were flimsy, and she walked like floating, and she meditated on the deck with a dark face.

Lu Mo followed slowly behind, pulling his clothes and playing with his hair, trying his best to disturb, but the man didn't even look up.

Lu Mo knew that he was being bullied a lot at night, so he leaned over, leaned into Lin Chiqing's ear and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "It was my fault, don't be angry, please be considerate, you know I waited so long for a day."

Lin Chiqing stretched out his finger and said, "Five times."

What he meant was that last night Lu Mo deliberately harmed someone, blocked Lin Chiqing from getting out of bed, and forced him to release him five times by means, but the man spent all his time doing it in the early morning to refresh himself.

Lu Mo admitted his mistake with a good attitude: "I promise I won't bully you like this again in the future."

Lin Chi snorted coldly, although it was your wish, but it was too embarrassing, but he couldn't bear to go against Lu Mo's soft words and pleading.

Lu Mo glanced around, pecked Lin Chiqing's lips quietly, and helped him comb his hair.

Returning to Life Jing was awakened by the first ray of sunlight, put away the quilt, and greeted Lin Chiqing, who was ascetic and upright, and then nodded to Lu Mo, and left consciously.

The soul of the charm fox demon is already very thin, and a gust of wind can blow it out.

Shen Wu's eyes were dull, his eyes were black and blue, and he didn't sleep for about a night.

Suddenly seeing the light, his eyes hurt, he closed for a moment, and looked at the few people indifferently, his success was on the verge of failure, but in a blink of an eye, it was man-made, since he could not achieve his wish after hard work, he should face the worst outcome calmly.

However, his calm eyes fell on the bottle containing the spirit of Meihu, and there was still a crack in it after all.

Without joy or sorrow, he said calmly: "I will plan everything, let her go."

Lu Mo helped the master to pull his hair, raised his eyelids slightly when he heard this, and sneered: "It must be a very important person who can make you intercede, why should I let it go?"

Shen Wu looked at the waves, the silver light dazzled his eyes, and said indifferently: "It's just an outsider, and I don't want to implicate innocent people."

The spirit of the charm fox that was lying peacefully on the bottom of the bottle suddenly struggled violently and went on a rampage, trying to break free from the restraints, whimpering and howling in words that humans could not understand.

Shen Wu didn't look at her.

Lu Mo didn't think he was a kind person. On the contrary, every penny must be repaid. He cleaned Lin Chi's hair as a whole, put the comb in Master's hand, and sat in front of Master.

Lin Chi paused for a moment, motionless, and then Lu Mo gently shook his arm, so he got up helplessly and helped Lu Mo comb his hair without saying a word.

Lu Mo squinted at Shen Wu, his eyes contained anger and killing intent, and sneered: "Innocent? Outsiders? Many years ago, Master and I were innocent outsiders to you, but did you let us go?"

Shenwu looked straight at him: "You have great potential."

Lu Mo waited for his next words.

Shenwu: "At that time, the monster clan was weak, they were hunted by humans, and their corpses were refined by the demon clan, and they were almost exterminated. In that state, as a demon king, I would not die in peace, but as a demon, you have unlimited potential and are the hope of the monster clan. .”

Lu Mo: "So you try to separate us."

Deep without acquiescence, but without regret.

Lu Mo held back his anger and asked calmly, "When did you notice Master and I?"

That was too long, and Shenwu felt that when he failed and became a prisoner, he would lose his last dignity by saying those words again, so he kept silent, leaving the last strength of character before his death.

Lu Mo has a way to know the truth, but let's put it aside for a while, and stated: "Master's soul is separated from the body, and you did it."

Shen Wu acquiesced, Lu Mo's pupils suddenly shrank into cold thin lines, and when Lin Chi had finished his hair and closed his hands, he rushed towards Shen Wu and grabbed his neck forcefully.

"Say! What did you do to him!"

Shen Wu closed his eyes, his will to die was evident.

People are mortal, and he should return to ashes and ashes, but he has lingered on for a single obsession until now, his soul has long since withered, and only the future remains in his heart and mind.

Future future!

The future of the Yaozu!

Lu Mo let go of his hand and threw him on the deck. Shenwu coughed violently and lay there powerlessly like a corpse. After a long time, he moved his fingers and raised his arms in front of his eyes.

There have been pains, tribulations, luck, and true feelings, but all of them turned into bubbles and gathered into two big characters.

future!

In fact, what does the future of the Yaozu have to do with him?

How many of those who followed him during his lifetime still remember him after death?

From the beginning to the end, there are only two people who live and die together.

But!I am king!Break out of the siege, crush the thorns, march with blood, and step on the king of all bones!

Climbing from the quagmire to a high position, from being weak to being bowed by thousands of people, power gradually replaces feelings, he wants to become stronger, stronger, so that all monsters will trample the human race and demon race under their feet.

This obsession became deeper and deeper, and finally he became a puppet who has no feelings, only fights south and north and keeps provoking killings.

Yes, he personally went online for himself, set goals, and repeated the same thing day after day until he died.

Obsession becomes a hindrance, can't let go!

So Fukura said without any waves: "For the sake of race, anyone's sacrifice is worth it."

Meihu broke through the bottle and flew into the corpse of the beautiful fox demon. After a moment, she got up tremblingly, threw herself at Shen Wu, grabbed his neck and shook violently.

"What about me! What about Eleven! What are we! Do we deserve to die too?"

Meihu said, shedding tears: "The three of us finally survived from hell, why did you take us into another hell on earth!"

A few years ago, the demons and the human race were of comparable strength. In order to compete for the supremacy of the world, the human race hunted monsters and used the monster cores to speed up their cultivation.

The demons hunted monsters in large numbers, and locked them in the arena to fight each other. The last one who survived would be killed and turned into a puppet that would not suffer from pain or fear death.

But the soul is still there!

Those dead souls gathered in the puppet body and howled day and night.

In the huge demon fighting arena, thousands of monsters are named after code names and fight each other. Friendship and family affection are the cheapest things here.

Code-named Sixth, Eleventh, and Nineteenth, the corpses were thrown in the mass grave. After a heavy rain and landslide, those who survived woke up in the underground river, went down the river, fought against strange beasts, and finally survived to see the sun.

But all the corpses in the fighting arena were burned, and all the bones of the monsters were gone, so they could no longer find their relatives.

The three lived their lives with the same desire for revenge, and finally got their revenge many years later.

The rescued monsters support the strongest Shenwuweiwang.

The scattered monster clan finally twisted into a rope, slowly turned around, gained a foothold in the world, and counterattacked bit by bit.

With a high position and authority, it feels so good to be supported, Shenwu gradually puts friendship second and race first.

Time flies, time flies, and the long time of living and dying together seems to have passed away.

The charm fox demon did not go down to Shen Wu, crying, biting deeply on his shoulder angrily, his mouth was full of blood.

With a ferocious face, he asked, "In your heart, am I an outsider? Eleven is an outsider?"

"Do you have the heart! What's so good about the Yaozu! It's worth your service for thousands of years!"

"They give you money? Give you power?"

"No! It's all fake! It's all the shackles that bind you!"

Shen Wu pushed her away and coughed up blood: "No! I volunteer!"

Meihu: "What's so good about that! What have you got by working so hard for your future! Nothing!"

Shenwu repeated the same sentence over and over again: "Voluntary, I am voluntary."

It seems that if he loses this goal, he will lose his spirit and the pillar of his life.

Meihu was pushed to the ground, her soul left her body and floated in the air, but no one could see her anymore.

She drifted towards Shen Wu, crying, "I'm dead."

300 years ago, for Shenwu's plan, an accident happened when he set up a formation to attack the Dragon King. A ball of dragon's breath fell on him, and he died before he could react.

For hundreds of years, she has guarded beside her well-preserved corpse in the state of a soul, and Shen Wu and Niu Mo come to see her every now and then.

She thought naively, with no heart in her heart, that we were still close friends like childhood sweethearts when we were young.

But she was wrong.

This man has no heart.

Can't tell, can't wake up.

Meihu stabbed Shen Wuxin's hand and passed through the void, stunned for a moment, then broke down and cried bitterly: "I'm dead! I'm dead! Can you take a look at me and feel sorry for me?"

But no, there was no wave in the deep expressionless.

Yes, in his heart, all sacrifices are worth it.

I am an outsider.

Just outsiders.

Meihu walks towards her dead body pale and lonely, she wants to lie down, but she doesn't have such good luck anymore, how can it be so easy for a dead person to come back to life?

Shenwu's nails were deep in the flesh, looking at the corpse, pain and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Do you really not regret it when you firmly talk about the future of the Yaozu?

Regret?

He stared at the corpse of Meihu, the corpse that lost its maintenance quickly turned blue and black.

The once lively life, noisy and noisy, the life of laughing in front of and behind me, will never speak again, and laugh at myself.

Does it hurt?Do you regret it?

What does pain feel like?Do eye sockets get hot?

Fukari stared at her, and some memories suddenly became vivid.

The years of sharing joys and sorrows, the years of working together to avenge hatred, the joy of finally succeeding in killing the enemy, and the oath of being elected king.

What did he say then?

Why can't I remember?

All I know is that on the night of ascension to the throne, the three of them did not return home without getting drunk, and drank all night under the moon and stars.

It looks very happy, but what did I swear at that time?

Meihu turned her back to Shenwu, staring at her body with a dead heart, she thought, what a mess.

Ugly and embarrassing, it is not as good as buried deep in the ground 300 years ago.

What vows, what childhood sweethearts, fuck you.Damn it!

Lu Mo knocked out Shen Wu, who was indifferent to the death of his companion, and gave Huisheng Jing a look. The latter stepped forward, with his palm hanging in front of Shen Wu's forehead.

Then he greeted Lin Chiqing: "Come and see the truth together."