Mo Qianqian's falling in love with the Dryad was a mistake in itself, of course, it was only relative to the Miao Immortal Sect Master. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mo Qianqian's master, the sect master of Miao Xian Sect, told her since she was a child that the demon clan always harms the world without evil, but it is one thing to listen to her master, and it is another thing to have her own personal experience. As Mo Qianqian's cultivation gradually improved, the more places she walked, there was no way for her heart to agree with her master's statement.

In this life, she dares to love and hate, although she is arrogant, she is not arrogant, and she retains the kindness that immortal cultivators should not have in her heart. She is upright and resolute, so when she walks in the world on various tasks, she finds that the demon clan is not all damned, and there are many good demons among the demon clan.

In fact, the demon race, like humans, is also a self-contained living group. Just like there are bad people and good people among human monks, and there are good and bad people in the demon clan.

But Mo Qianqian couldn't tell her master these words. Especially when she had feelings for the dryad who often appeared by her side but didn't say much. She knows the rules of Miao Xianzong, if her master knows that the holy daughter of Miao Xianzong fell in love with a demon, then she can't imagine what her ending will be, besides, she has lived in Miao Xianzong since she was a child, and has deep feelings for Miao Xianzong, she can't betray Miao Xianzong, she is a saint, she has her own responsibilities.

The behavior of the dryad has not changed, he still comes and goes like the wind, as long as he is sure that Mo Qianqian is no longer in danger, he will not stay any longer. He knew that after such a long time, Ah Qian had developed feelings for him, but he was still like this, so that Red Scales and even Bai Xue couldn't understand it.

The dryad left again, but Mo Qianqian grabbed his sleeve and forced him to stop, and he turned his head to see Ah Qian's eyes that were tumbling with thoughts, and his eyes were slightly closed.

Mo Qianqian looked at him fixedly and said: What is the purpose of your approaching me?

The corners of the dryad's mouth curled, and he said, "I have no purpose. ”

It's still the same answer, the wind is light.

made Mo Qianqian bite his lip tightly, and his heart swelled with unwillingness.

The Dryad raised his head to look at her, approached her and hugged her for the first time, and whispered in her ear, "Are you afraid? I am a demon clan, but you are the holy daughter of the Miao Immortal Sect." If you're afraid, be strong, so strong that no one can influence your decisions. ”

After saying that, he disappeared in front of her. Only the aftermath remained in Mo Qianqian's ears.

Is it so powerful that no one can influence his own decisions? Mo Qianqian stood alone in the woods, looking at the direction in which the dryad had disappeared, and his face was obscure. But his hands were clenched tightly.

She understood that her master would never allow her to fall in love with the demon clan who had been her long-standing enemy for thousands of years, and she knew that the dryad would never love her less than she loved him.

From every time she encountered danger, the nervousness that the dryad involuntarily revealed, from every time she was injured, the distress and deep guilt that involuntarily revealed in the dryad's eyes, etc., could make Mo Qianqian understand a lot of things.

Sometimes she would ask why the Dryad loved herself, and why did she fall in love with the Dryad? Was it just because of his desperate rescue every time, every time he guarded, or was it because of something else? Why did she trust a demon so easily, why did she have a sense of déjà vu when she first met him? Why... Mo Qianqian always felt that no matter what, the dryad would not hurt herself... It seems that there is an incomprehensible relationship that haunts them from the beginning.

Bai Xue looked at this scene with a very indifferent face, and said in her heart, this is the purpose of the tree demon.

The change happened after that, when Mo Qianqian returned to the sect, rarely went out, and cultivated with his heart. Thousands of years have passed, and her cultivation has jumped to a level that others can't imagine.

The dryad will still come looking for her, and will still look at her from afar and smile softly. The Dryad's feelings have never changed. He didn't bother her, just accompanied her as a guardian as a grow-up. He watched her grow from a disciple to the sect master of the Miao Immortal Sect, and then to the Supreme Elder of the Miao Immortal Sect who had retreated into the background. No matter what, he'll be there for as long as she needs him.

For thousands of years, not only Mo Qianqian's cultivation has grown, but the cultivation of the Dryad has also progressed rapidly, but no one knows what level his cultivation has reached.

He did not become the King of Ten Thousand Demons, but became a hidden powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Demon League, just as he promised at the beginning, he would send a thousand years for the Ten Thousand Demon League. He will guard the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance.

But although he did not become the new Ten Thousand Demon King, because of his reasons, because his cultivation shocked everyone, the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance grew stronger and stronger, and no one dared to wipe its edge. And since Mo Qianqian became the sect leader of the Miao Immortal Sect, the relationship between the demon clan and the Miao Immortal Sect has also begun to ease day by day.

Mo Qianqian had become a Supreme Elder, and no one could influence or question her thoughts and decisions. She came to the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, and saw that the dryad who had been waiting under a big tree could finally avoid anyone anymore.

The tree demon turned his head and looked at Mo Qianqian dotingly: "You are here." ”

Mo Qianqian: "Well, I'm here." ”

The wind rustled through the huge trees in front of the dryad.

Mo Qianqian couldn't help but look at the giant tree, and a sense of déjà vu appeared in his heart again. Her eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the words on the trunk.

She walked over and stroked her hand gently, muttering, and she didn't know why there was a slight tingle in her heart.

"Evil, I want to know with you, and live a long life..."

Mo Qianqian was not the simple saint she was at the beginning, her eyes were a little moist, and she looked at the tree demon and waited for him to explain to her.

The dryad smiled, took out his hand and tapped it on her forehead, and Mo Qianqian silently closed her eyes. When he opened his eyes again, Mo Qianqian was crying and laughing, touching the line of inscriptions with his hand, and kept saying, "I see... I see..."

She turned her head to look at Ali, wiped away her tears, and sighed: "Alley, thank you..."

Thank you for loving me, thank you for waiting for me so long.

The dryad shook her head and took her hand. It's worth the wait. Now that Ah Qian has a life as long as his, he no longer has to endure the pain of losing her.

Everything is beautiful, and if that's the end, that's the best thing it is. But if this is the end, how can there be the snow now.

Just when the dryad thought that everything he had done was worth the wait, and just when he thought that he could finally be with Ah Qianchang at any time, the invasion of the demon clan caught him off guard.

[PS: Daily Small Theater.]

Mu Yan: Do you know what you've been writing lately?

Bai Yun Yuyue (cautious): I... I'm writing about the past and present of Shiro's life...

Mu Yan (grim): Hmph!

Bai Yun Yuyue trembled.

Xiu Ye shook Bai Xiao in his hand, and smiled evilly: Hurry up and let me out, otherwise...

Bai Xue Yuyue trembled again. (To be continued.) )