The North Marsh Demon Venerable walked out of the cave, and the others followed.

Ming Yuan slowly fell behind, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Today was a rare sunny day, but the wind was a little noisy, and he suddenly recalled his life.

Mingyuan's ancestor was also the descendant of the demon clan, but after such a long time, the family was mixed with relatives, and slowly deviated from the most noble position.

It's just that although it is not the first, it also occupies a pivotal position in Kitanuma.

Until Mingyuan's father, it is said that he was deceived by a mortal woman who knew witchcraft, engaged for life, and gave birth to him privately.

Most mortal numerology is weak, and as soon as Ming Yuan was born, because of the mixture of demon and mortal flesh and blood, he fell into a deep sleep until his biological mother turned into a pile of white bones, and he really woke up.

He has a special physique, and he can't practice spells, so he can only refer to the pharmacopoeia left by his biological mother and study some poisons.

He has no playmates, no bosom friends, although he is under the care of his father, no one dares to bully him, but a cold look and a ridiculous whisper make him feel deeply inferior.

He locked himself in his home all day and hardly went out except to collect medicine.

Under the pattern of the four battles of the demon race, Mingyuan's father went to the battlefield as a general.

When the bad news came, he didn't cry, just held a box and knelt at the door of the Demon Venerable, just asking to see him.

There was no one to speak for him, and he remained motionless, wind and rain, almost still as a sculpture.

It wasn't until three days later that the Demon Venerable Lou Wanyu, who was recuperating behind closed doors, went out of the door, and he saw Ming Yuan kneeling straight, with a red flame sign on his arm.

That is the generational mark of the Mingyuan family.

He took a few quick steps and pulled his arm: "Are you Mingxin's child?"

Ming Yuan looked at him with wide eyes and nodded.

"Why is there some white in the flames?" Lou Wanyan squinted slightly, expressing his doubts.

Ming Yuan hung his head and said very lightly: "Because the bloodline is not pure..."

The Demon Venerable nodded, vaguely remembering that Min Xin had married a witch and had a child.

"What's your name?"

"Mingyuan. His head was lowered even more, and even his voice trembled a little.

"Haha~" Demon Zun laughed, pulled him up, and slapped him on the back, "Your father is so dedicated to Kitanuma, how can you, as his child, be so unconfident when answering your name!"

"I... I can't practice spells, I can't work for Kitannuma like my father, I humiliate my father, and my father can't be proud of me..."

Lou Wanyan patted the top of his hair: "However, Ming Xin didn't say that himself." Min Xin once proudly told me that his children, without their own anxiety, are particularly familiar with the pharmacopoeia, and have produced many drugs that can kill people invisibly and save people in minutes. ”

Ming Yuan raised his head suddenly, and a flame burned in his originally dead eyes.

The Demon Venerable continued to ask, "Are you kneeling here to see me?"

"Yes. ”

"What's the matter?"

Ming Yuan raised the box in his hand and said, "This is my mother's ashes, and I want her to be buried with my father." ”

"Then be it, I'll do it!" Lou Wanyan said lightly.

Ming Yuan stared at him incredulously: "My mother is not a member of the demon clan, and according to the rules, she cannot be buried in the tomb of the Beinuma lineage." ”

Lou Wanyan sighed softly: "Your mother is a mortal, they can't live for much time, do you want to break them up when they die?

Ming Yuan had never heard such remarks, but he was so moved that he couldn't talk to himself, he could only kowtow to him, three times heavily, very religious.

Lou Wanyan helped him up: "You will follow me in the future!" Mingyuan, the sign on your arm is not humiliation, but the common love of your biological mother and your father for you. It's not a big deal not to know how to spell, this North Marsh, everyone can spell, but it's rare to have someone like you who can use medicine. ”

Ming Yuan raised his head, and on that day, he saw the sun of the North Marsh clearly for the first time. It's a bit harsh, but it gives people a warm power...

And today, he had to watch Lou Wanyan make that heavy decision, and he was sad and sad.

But he understood that this was the path that the Demon Venerable had chosen himself, and he also knew that no one could make him change his mind again!

The group passed through the confinement until they reached a stone chamber underground.

Tilting Miao sighed slightly, not expecting that this immortal silk was indeed sealed here.

Lou Wanyan stopped, he used a knife to cut a small infusion in his fingertips, took the blood from his fingertips and drew a pattern on the stone door.

There was a loud bang, and the door of the stone chamber slowly opened.

The smoke dissipated, and the central fairy aya floated in the air, overflowing with brilliance.

Ming Yuan grabbed Qian Miao: "We have to move quickly, once this stone room is opened, the traces of Immortal Aya cannot be hidden." Especially when I use it, its aura will reach its maximum, and then the Celestial Realm will immediately deploy troops. ”

Ming Yuan explained as he began to draw a formation.

Leaning Miao stood in the middle of the formation, a little dazed.

She looked around and looked at the faces of her family.

The brothers, the Mingyuan, and the father's all have serious expressions.

She couldn't imagine that if the war between the two clans broke out, even these unsmiling expressions would never be seen again.

She didn't want to die, but she didn't want to live with this guilt.

Ming Yuan poured some medicinal powder in the formation, and then raised his hand at Xian Aya.

Xian Aya fell into the formation with the command, and stopped in front of the misty.

Ming Yuan said in a deep voice: "Miao, now let's take the last step. You hold the fairy silk and gather your mind on it, and recite some incantations like I did. ”

Tilting Miao slowly took Xian Aya in her hand, half warm, half cold.

As far as her eyes flickered, she saw that her father had turned around, as if he was about to start preparing to fend off the Celestial Clan's attack.

"Will you be happy if I saved her?" suddenly remembered that he had asked Mo Yi like this.

At that time, he came to find her specifically for Qing'e, and the word 'yes' naturally answered without a trace of hesitation.

If she used Xian Aya, Qing'e was afraid that she would not be saved...

Speaking from the heart, she actually doesn't hate Qing'e, it's just a poor person who is indulgent, so she knows that she will die because of this, and her heart is not happy.

On the contrary, he must hate himself, and maybe he will still be in pain?

Although he has always said that he is a stupid stone, although he can't say anything nice, there is always a reason for doing something for her.

However, there are so many shortcomings, but it is still love...

Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed in her misty eyes, she pinched Xian Aya with one hand, and immediately broke Mingyuan's formation with the other.

"What are you doing here?" Mingyuan was angry.

But he ran over and hugged the North Marsh Demon Venerable from behind.

"Father, don't go! I don't want to heal the disease, I'll return Xian Aya to Mo Yi. I'll let him do everything he can to cover it up, you know, he's always been smart!"

Lou Wanyan's body trembled, slowly turned his head, and put his hands on her shoulders: "It's come to this moment, how can you still regret it?

Tilting smiled faintly and nodded: "When I was young, you said that I was stubborn and always very persistent about my beloved things. I remember that my mother once gave me a pearl, which was not big, but it was pink, which was very rare. One day, I accidentally lost it and kept crying. You've gone to great lengths to get a bigger pearl, and it's more noble than pink. But I don't want to, I just want to go back to the one I used to be! You also said at the time that my daughter is generous and intelligent, and she doesn't look at the preciousness in the eyes of others, only her own preferences, and she doesn't flatter, this is everyone's demeanor!"

Lou Wanyan's expression moved, and he seemed to recall the past.

"Father, in my heart, I have always been uncomfortable because of the loss of that pink pearl! I don't want the golden one, that can't make up for the pain in my heart! I want to choose my own life, only in this way, can I be truly happy!"

Lou Wanyan squatted down, hugged her tightly, and said very lightly for a long time: "Go, child, do what you want to do..."

Tilting smiled and replied softly: "Being your child is the happiest thing in my life..."

Then, she took the fairy silk and rushed straight out of the cave.

"Miao!" Mingyuan wanted to chase, but was stopped by Lou Wanyan.

He said in a deep voice: "I have been thinking about what kind of happiness I should give to Miao. It wasn't until I realized that she already had a choice and a concern in her own heart, and she didn't need anything I could give her. She's my daughter, so she can't even choose her own fate!"

Ming Yuan looked at the Demon Venerable, feeling that he had aged a lot in an instant, and a huge tear fell on his battle armor, imprinting the desolation of the room.

Tilting Miao ran out of the forest, and before he could reach the place where he was separated from Mo Yi before, he saw him standing quietly in place, as he said before, he would always wait for her.

She knew that this was the end, but she felt more relaxed than ever, as if she would be reborn after today.

"It's okay, it's me..."Tilting Miao said to herself in her heart, if the person who needed Xian Aya was really the youngest daughter of the Eastern Desert Demon Venerable, she really wouldn't have done this.

Qian Miao felt ridiculous, it turned out that in the end, she was the only one who could be cruelly treated.

She jumped over quickly and threw Xianya into Mo Yi's arms.

Mo Yi was unexpected: "This is?"

She didn't want to say more to him, her eyes were cold, she raised her hand to him, and shouted loudly: "Mo Yi, I will return Xian Aya to you today, I don't care if you do it or not, you will definitely find a way to cover up this matter and protect the safety of our clan! If we are implicated in this matter, I will not let you go!"

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, then carefully put away Xian Aya, and replied solemnly: "Don't worry, I will do my best!"

Tilting Miao turned her head to leave, Mo Yi couldn't help but take her hand: "You're not with me?

Trolling thought it was funny, what's the point of asking these now?

She turned to look at him, her eyes that had always been gentle as water had a sharpness that Mo Yi had never known.

And that graceful and agile expression no longer appeared, and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed again.

She paused word by word, and her voice was resolute: "You saved me several times in the floating mirror, and I will return Xian Aya to you now." Although I am persistent, you have never accepted that feeling. You and I are clear, we don't owe each other, say goodbye today, and look forward to the future... Never again!!"

When the words fell, he broke away from Mo Yi's hand and turned forward.

Mo Yi instantly felt empty in his heart, and continued to pull her, but only tore down the corner of her sleeve.

He just rubbed his fingertips for a moment, and then went......

He looked at her back, and quickly disappeared behind the crown tree, never to be seen again.

He suddenly remembered that the timid White Rabbit would be difficult to get close to people if he had been hurt once.

Perhaps, there really will be no goodbye.

He silently lifted his head and rushed to the Nine Heavenly Gates.

The North Marsh beneath his feet was unusually quiet, as if he was mourning something that was about to pass away.

Running fast, the sparse forest and deep grass retreated like an illusory shadow.

She slowly closed her eyes and said bitterly in her heart: The disease of the remnant soul cannot be cured, even if I really want to see you again, in this life, I am afraid that it is hopeless.

The brain relay recalled all kinds of him, and couldn't help but bend his lips and smile.

Mo Yi, I hope you will get what you want in this life, don't be like me, trapped by love, burdened by love, and hopeless...