She looked down at her chest, the light flickering brightly, and the lines on her arms looked like marks carved from the blood of her heart.

All was silent.

Meng Shu looked at the sky, as if it was an ordinary day, and the sun rose in the distance as usual.

She dragged out the Tai Chang Ling from the bottom of the deep sea, and the originally dim Tai Chang Ling suddenly became dazzling and radiant, as if she felt the call of her master. She suddenly remembered that someone had told her that only the dead could wake up the sleeping Tai Chang Ling. Meng Shu didn't believe it before, but now he does. She gently stroked the fine lines, which had their own demonic power on them, as well as a little bit of Zhu Chi's divine power, glued together like glue.

She took out the hairpin that Zhu Chi thought had been smashed to the ground from her own bad, and the red beating flames in it were as dazzling as life. She smiled, put it to her lips and kissed it gently.

Go back, make a break with everyone, and make a goodbye.

Stepping on the smoke and dust, the long journey, the mountains and rivers are wide.

She left Xiandao and went to Kunlun, through thousands of mountains and rivers, shallow peach blossoms, through cause and effect, and finally found a beautiful palace in the valley. Meng Shu quietly landed next to the high wall, looking at the picturesque scene, between the pavilions and pavilions, Zhu Chi sat on the edge of the pool, playing with a cluster of flames, and there were fairies singing and dancing beside him. The rain stains on the walls were like tear stains, and the girl couldn't bear to bother with the hairpin, and she didn't know what identity she needed to disturb.

"What are you looking at?" Suddenly, a boy sounded behind him.

She looked back in a panic, and the Xihuang Venerable God stared at her with a hint of cunning Danfeng eyes.

Meng Shu took two steps back, and the long whip in his hand loomed.

Xihuang looked at the frightened little animal girl in front of her, she was covered in scars, and there was no intact place. He smiled, "I'm not going to hurt you, what are you going to do?"

"I'll ...... I thought, I wanted to come and see him. Meng Shu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little trembling.

Xihuang looked at her, and said in a deep voice: "The gods and demons are different, Zhu Chi doesn't want to see you, so don't be obsessed with it." ”

Meng Shu retorted firmly: "I don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe me, ask for yourself. ”

As soon as Xihuang's words came out, suddenly Meng Shu was a little wrong, like a child, "But... Is that okay?"

Xihuang nodded.

Her son also suffered a lot because of the girl in front of him, she wanted him to forget everything, so he made a limit on his memory, he remembered Meng Shu, but as long as he saw her, he was disgusted.

Her clothes had been torn in the scuffle, and she stood like a beggar in the clean and splendid palace. She stood behind Zhu Chi and called her name as usual: "Zhu Chi." ”

Zhu Chi turned his head, twisted his brows, and felt disgusted in his heart, "Why are you here?"

"I ...... I want to see if you're okay. ”

"You hurt me, and you still pretend to run around?" Zhu Chi asked rhetorically.

"I ......" she did hurt him, but ...... Meng Shu pursed his lips, "Don't hate me." ”

"Get out. Zhu Chi let out a muffled voice and disdainfully ordered the expulsion.

Meng Shu was stunned in place, turned her head and was about to run, tears rolled down and hit her head on the chest of Xihuang Venerable, she handed the hairpin into the man's hand, and said lightly: "You throw it at him." After saying that, he turned around and ran away, Zhu Chi frowned and looked at the thin back of the girl in front of him, his head was dizzy, and his heart hurt very much, as if he had been thrown to the ground hard.

Meng Shu fled in a panic, and Xihuang was also annoyed by the appearance of losing her soul, she was not like the rumored demons, those of them who lived in the Kunlun Valley rarely had contact with the outside world, and he only heard the words of quelling the war in the demon world from Shangning Zunshen, looking at the little girl's appearance, he suddenly suspected that he had been deceived by Shangning's lies. Who is not intrinsically good?

originally thought that the demon that Zhu Chi liked must be very bewitching, with charming eyes and a graceful figure, but the girl in front of her had a childish face, and her eyes were full of kindness and disappointment to the world. Xihuang looked at the crystal hairpin in his palm, which contained memories of the past. He didn't destroy this thing, sighed, and handed it to Zhu Chi.

Zhu Chi looked at his father suspiciously.

The hairpin in his hand is shining.

The wind in the sky is light and cloudy, and it is as quiet as a pool of lake water.

Her once deep dependence has turned into regret.

Meng Shu returned to the small fairy island, she closed her eyes, and slowly felt the magical power, and suddenly it was too often to pierce her cold hands, and the blood was connected. Meng Shu cried, her own body trembled, her eyes were full of tears, but suddenly her eyes were dull and focusless, and the corners of her mouth cracked into a terrifying smile.

When the demonic power soared, the wind was fierce, and she surged up like a green python, and rushed towards the heavenly gate of Kunlu without shying away, as if hurting the popularity of purple mist, and suddenly burst out with huge sparks.

The long whip rolls up the wind and snow for thousands of years, like the high-spirited and graceful of youth.

Flying ink hair, the divine soldier could not resist the sudden attack at all, and the demonic aura surrounded by her purple gradually turned black, like the waves of the undersea of the netherworld. Meng Shu's thoughts were already out of control, and she suddenly hated this world and killed all the divine soldiers. Blood flowed from her hands, and the girl laughed wildly. The whirlwind swept up the ice and snow in Kunlun, the snowflakes were boiling, and the gods and gods would come in a mighty way, but they saw a girl with disdain in her eyes, "You should die." ”

Where is this demon?

Meng Shu became a demon.

She grinned and dragged the whip, the corners of her eyes reddened and rippled with murderous aura. The snowflakes that fell in the air suddenly turned into sharp blades and passed through the shield, and the grievances and grievances were like the wind and rain of knives. Meng Shu rushed into the crowd, and the long whip rose flat to divide the person into two, and the scales cut through the stone pillars, which were clear traces. The officers and soldiers of the guards kept poking their spears at the girl's body, but they couldn't even touch her hair, and with a single look, the body of the divine soldier exploded.

In an instant, Kunlun's gates were covered with corpses.

The girl clapped her hands and raised the Tai Chang Ling in front of Kunlun's gate. The light shone on the girl, who was like a goddess, waiting for the ceremony. In an instant, too often to expand infinitely, like an infinite sky. Meng Shu's body gradually rose, shrouded in aura. Her mind was so calm that she couldn't even remember the good old days. The mirror surface of Tai Chang Ling is very warm, like a fairy river, gradually enveloping the fragile girl.

In the distance, there was a lot of fighting, crying and shouting.

But this will soon be over, and everything in the world will re-exist in another way.

Zhu Chi, who was originally in retreat, suddenly felt a powerful impact.