The moonlight in the courtyard was still cold, and I propped up my somewhat dizzy head, thinking that I really shouldn't have drunk those glasses of wine when Childe answered.

The bitterness in his mouth had not yet dissipated, and when I heard his answer, I subconsciously thought that his sweetheart was mortal. After all, immortals, because of their long lifespan, unless they encounter a catastrophe, the chance of death is very small.

When I thought about it, I felt some pity in my heart, and comforted me vaguely: "Hmm...... It's okay, the lifespan of mortals is very short, don't be sad, childe. If you really like her, you can go to Hades and find out where she was reincarnated. ”

I paused, feeling that it was not enough, and at the end I kindly reminded me: "But Childe, according to my experience of reading so many words of Senior Sister Jiu's book, there will be no good results for immortals and people to fall in love." Well, so...... You'd better give up before it's too late......"

Childe looked at me holding a glass and a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Who told you that my sweetheart is mortal?"

"Guess." I burped and said justifiably.

Childe saw me holding the cup and continued to drink, with a hint of inexplicable emotion in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said very badly: "You drink less, this wine looks light, but the stamina is very great, when you get drunk, I am not responsible for taking you back to the room, you can lie outside all night."

I looked up at him in a daze, but the son in front of me was split into two, I pointed at him and smiled "hehe", and burped: "Childe, you...... How did you become two? Hmm, did you learn the doppelganger technique? ”

I stood up and walked over to him, my steps vague: "Hmm...... In the past, Master would also teach me the doppelganger technique, but I wouldn't learn it, it was too troublesome......"

It was as if I had touched something, and I stumbled under my feet, making my already unstable body even more unstable. I shook it, thinking that I would have a close contact with the earth, but I didn't expect to fall into a warm embrace surrounded by the smell of wine.

I grabbed his clothes and stood firm, and smirked at him, "Childe, your sweetheart is not a mortal, so how did she die?"

Childe lowered his eyes and quietly watched me go crazy, and my cheeks were reflected in the red appearance of my eyes, and it took a long time before he said softly: "Three thousand years ago, she died on the battlefield of the Great War of Immortals and Demons."

I pushed him away and spun around, burping from time to time: "Oh, the fairy and demon war...... Immortal and Demon Wars ......"

But before I could remember what the fairy and demon war was, I just felt that everything in front of me was shaking, I shook my head, trying to see it clearly, but I didn't expect to shake my head too much, and accidentally planted the wine in my hand on the ground.

I touched my buttocks, which hurt from falling, and didn't bother to get up again, so I rolled over on the ground and fell asleep quietly.

In a trance, I seemed to hear a soft sigh, and then a pair of arms lifted me into the air. The tip of my nose was surrounded by the crisp aroma of wine, and I smelled very pleasant, so I turned my head and rubbed his chest twice, found a comfortable position, and then fell asleep peacefully.

I didn't sleep soundly this night, and when I was half-asleep and half-awake, I seemed to see a figure sitting next to my bed, and the candle flame of the bean size illuminated his half-blurred face. I tried hard to open my eyes and see what he really looked like, but I couldn't resist the weight of my eyelids and finally gave up.

In a trance, I seemed to feel something cold on my face gently brushing over me, from the tip of my eyebrows to the corners of my mouth, with lingering softness little by little.

"You used to drink a lot better than you do now, but now you get drunk after two or three glasses, which really doesn't look like you." He said in a low, soft voice.

I rolled over, and I heard him sigh softly.

"Little ballad...... What the hell am I going to do with you......? ”

I woke up the next day and it was already three days old.

The sun fell on my face through the window, stinging my eyes. I raised my hand to cover it, and the pain in my eyes decreased slightly, and as soon as the pain in my eyes decreased, I realized that my head hurt badly.

The sequelae of the hangover were really great, and the headache almost wanted to blow up, so I held my head and shrunk on the bed and thought about it for a long time, only then I remembered that I sat in the courtyard with my son last night and drank in the cold. The wine I drank seemed to be still bitter, and it was called "Changxiangshou". Then I seemed to ask Childe if he had a sweetheart or something, how did he answer?

I patted my head, but I couldn't remember anything, only vaguely remembered that Childe seemed to be talking about the fairy and demon war or something. Thinking of this, I was stunned, what happened to the Childe's sweetheart Guan Immortal and Demon War?

I sighed, thinking that I was really drunk. I didn't expect that Childe's wine was not only bitter, but also had great stamina, so I couldn't drink it indiscriminately in the future.

But I've heard a little about the battle between immortals and demons. I heard that it was 3,000 years ago that the Demon Realm took advantage of the Guardian of the Seven Nights in the South, the Vermilion Bird, to send troops to commit the Tribulation. The southern enchantment was torn open due to its weak strength, and seeing that hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers were about to attack the Nine Heavens, the emperor of the Phoenix clan stepped forward and sacrificed the ancient artifact Donghuang Zhong with her own flesh and blood, sealing the demon lord Beicang on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Although the Demon Lord Beicang was sealed, the hundreds of thousands of troops could not be ignored. As a result, the Heavenly Realm experienced another great tribulation because of this, and those ancient gods who survived the Void Tribulation that was born at the beginning of the Six Realms were half destroyed in that immortal and demon war.

Of course, half of this fold is not all killed in battle, but because the battle of immortals and demons has brought the Six Realms into chaos, and the qi of heaven and earth has been stirred up.

Thinking about it like this, these ancient gods are quite pitiful, they finally survived the Void Tribulation, but they lost their lives in the three thousand years of the Immortal and Demon War. But this is probably the responsibility, and they enjoy a status different from ordinary people, so they need to take on the responsibility of maintaining the peace of heaven and earth.

I squinted, felt the stinging in my eyes subside a little, and took my hand, but I didn't want to take it away, and I saw a terrifying scene—a woman's face gradually enlarged in front of me with the movement of my hand.

The woman was born very delicate, her facial features were upright and soft, and she looked very comfortable. In particular, those eyes seem to contain thousands of stars in the night sky, twinkling and twinkling, and they are extraordinarily spiritual. If I ignore her pale, transparent, lifeless face, I would think that this is a very good-looking girl.

I lay motionless on the bed, and she looked at me with wide eyes, also motionless. I looked at her calmly, and there was an eerie atmosphere in the room, and it was a long time before I saw her blink and grin at me.

"Big sister, are you awake?"

As she said this, a cold wind blew gently across my neck. I craned my neck and looked at her very calmly, "Well, wake up."

She pulled a bigger smile than just now, and handed me a cup: "Big sister, do you want to drink water?"

I continued to look at her and shook my head without hesitation: "No."

She tilted her head and looked at me carefully. I didn't avoid my gaze either, and calmly made eye contact with her.

She looked at me for a long time, and her face suddenly became ugly. She raised her hand and pointed at herself, with a cautious expression: "Big sister, you ...... Can you see me? ”

I looked at her and nodded.

"Ahh

She suddenly screamed and hurried away from me. I propped myself up to look at her, and was about to ask me if I looked so scary, but she was curled up in the corner of the bed, looking at me in horror and disbelief.

She raised her hand and pointed at me tremblingly, "You can really see me??"

I watched the sunlight through the window fall on her, and then unhindered on the quilt embroidered with tiny flowers, raised an eyebrow, and nodded calmly again in her horrified gaze.

This book was first published on Kanshu.com