"Girl, I don't have to lie to you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Aunt Lu looked at Huang Bing sadly, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in her tone. "The Phoenix Clan, there are no more. ”

Huang Bing didn't know how he should react at the moment, and it seemed that all his thoughts were covered by those three words.

Without.....

"Alas......" Aunt Lu sighed and said faintly: "Maybe I should tell you that our ancestors were also from the Phoenix Clan, and they were the ones who escaped in that war. ”

Huang Bing's body stiffened, his face showed surprise, and there was a trace of inexplicable horror.

Aunt Lu's eyes looked into the distance, as if she was reminiscing and remembering.

"My grandmother told me that a thousand years ago the Phoenix was a very beautiful place, just like a painting. ”

"At that time, the three races of gods and demons and phoenixes were still friendly with each other, and the god king, demon king, and phoenix king were like brothers, and the three queens were also like sisters. ”

"But suddenly one day, the Demon King and his wife disappeared, leaving only the current Demon King. ”

Huang Bing's heart froze slightly, it turned out that whether it was in the Canglan Continent or the Gods and Demons Continent, Shen Xichen was a person.

Even if he treated her so excessively before, she still couldn't help but think of him.

Yu Wuxian and Cassia also sat down and listened to Aunt Lu talk about those things in the past.

"At that time, the god-king couple also had a child, and that was the son of God. The god-king couple took pity on the little demon lord and often took him to the gods to play with the gods. Later, the phoenix queen gave birth to the little young master, and the god son and the little demon lord loved the little young master very much, and often went to the phoenix clan to visit the little young master. Purple Smoke Peak became a place for three people to frolic and play. ”

Huang Bing can imagine the scene of three children frolicking in a sea of flowers. Suddenly, she was stunned, as if she remembered something.

The memory suddenly returned to the Xuanyou Mansion where the cold shadow was found, at that time, there were several reliefs carved on the wall, and the picture described by Aunt Lu gradually coincided with the first one.

It seemed that something suddenly exploded in her mind, and she intuitively felt that the relief murals in the Xuanyou Mansion left by her master had a great relationship with the Huang Clan.

Later, the three of them grew up. The little young master and the little demon lord fell in love. ”

As Aunt Lu's voice fell, Huang Bing seemed to see a picture of a man and a woman leaning together, and in the distance, another man watched quietly.

This is the second of the fresco reliefs.

Everyone envied and blessed them, and the queen of the phoenix decided to set this marriage for the two of them when the little young master and Lu were married. ”

Aunt Lu looked at Huang Bing and smiled, giving Huang Bing an illusion that the little young master was herself.

Huang Bing's heart suddenly beat faster, and her heart seemed to be filled with happiness between the lines. It's just that for some reason, behind that happiness, there is a feeling of desolation.

However, the day before the little young master and the concubine, the phoenix queen suddenly disappeared. The next day, the Demon Lord set foot on the Phoenix Clan with tens of thousands of demon soldiers. The unprepared Phoenix people were killed and wounded all over the field under the wanton weapons of the demon soldiers. And the little young master and the young master also fell in that battle. ”

Suddenly fell from the bubbling happiness into the abyss, and the depression swept through the whole body. A tear quietly crossed the corner of his eye, I don't know if it was for the Phoenix clan or for the little young master. A certain part of my heart hurts badly, but I can't find a trace.

"After the death of the two young masters, the Phoenix Clan disappeared mysteriously, and no one found it anywhere. And our ancestors, at the time of the war, escaped this catastrophe because they happened to be not in the clan. ”

Aunt Lu pinched the handkerchief and wiped the moist corners of her eyes, even though the Phoenix Clan had long since perished, the ancestors passed down this story from generation to generation, in order to let them remember, they had the blood of the Phoenix Clan on their bodies.

Although Aunt Lu's narration was over, Huang Bing had not yet recovered from that atmosphere.

There is a hint of saltiness on the lips, with bitterness.

She had thought of thousands of reasons for the extermination of the race, but she had never thought of this one.

The truth turned out to be that the little demon lord who grew up took the demon soldiers to level the Phoenix Clan. Huang Bing didn't understand, didn't he love the little young master, why did he do such a thing, and even killed the little young master with his own hands?

From childhood to adulthood, can the relationship between day and night really deceive people?

And the little young master must be very sad, the closest clansman was wiped out by the person she loved the most, how desperate she would be.

Because of her, the little demon lord was able to enter and leave the Phoenix clan at will, but this caused the destruction of the entire Phoenix clan. The little young master must have been in a state of death at that time, and she was ashamed of her own people.

She is the expectation of the entire Phoenix clan, but the Phoenix clan died because of her. If she were still alive, she would have lived in remorse all her life.

Huang Bing thought of the woman in white lying in a pool of blood on the last painting. The dead silence and despair in her eyes were so heart-wrenching and tear-jerking. Betrayed by the one you love the most, it's as if your whole soul has lost its luster.

That little demon lord is naturally talking about Shen Xichen, and the god son is Mo Linyao, and the little young master ......

A thin layer of paper separates the truth and breaks when it is stabbed. But Huang Bing was scared, she didn't dare to think about it, she didn't want to think about it.

"You hate her?" her lips trembled a little, and her eyes were full of nervousness as she looked at Aunt Lu.

Aunt Lu looked at Huang Bing suspiciously, and after a little thought, she understood what she meant.

She smiled faintly, with some helplessness.

"Don't hate. How can you hate her?" these words seemed to be said to Huang Bing, and it seemed to be said to the little young master.

didn't hate, but the two words lightly caused Huang Bing's whole heart to tremble.

"But the Phoenix Clan perished because of her?"

If she didn't love the little demon lord, the little demon lord would not have a chance to enter the Phoenix Clan, how could the Phoenix Clan perish, how could they be displaced?

With such a mistake, the people of the Phoenix clan must be extremely disappointed, how can they not hate it?

"The demise of the Phoenix Clan was unexpected by everyone. The little young master is also a victim of it, how can we hate her? She is innocent, kind, lively, noble, and elegant, and she is the princess we hold in the palm of our hands. How can we hate her? It's love. ”

"But ......"

Huang Bing still couldn't understand how they could be so generous and love a culprit.

If there were no young masters, maybe they would still be living in their beautiful homeland.

"I know what you're trying to say. Aunt Lu's loving eyes kept looking at Huang Bing, which made her suddenly feel ashamed of herself, and her face was hot. She avoided Aunt Lu's loving gaze and didn't dare to look at it.

"It was the demon soldiers who caused the destruction of the Phoenix Clan, what was wrong with the little young master? At the last moment, she couldn't bear to escape alone, but desperately tried to save us. How can we hate such a little young master? The little young master has done nothing wrong. The Phoenix clan is our home, and it is also the home of the little young master. She suffers much more than we do. How can we bear to hate her? ”

Aunt Lu touched Huang Bing's hair as if she were her child.

"If we can, we hope that the little young master can live well. ”

(To be continued.) )