After the general demon enters the demon path, he gives up his original state surname, family name, the name given by his parents, and the name given by his teacher. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like Shen Yi, the original state surname is Shui, the family name is Shen, the parents give the name Yi, and the teacher gives the name Mingtang. In the past, people called him Shen Yi, and later in order to show respect, they all called him Mingtang. For more respectful occasions, call him Shen Mingtang. On formal occasions, he is called "Shen Yimingtang". On the most formal occasion, his title is "Lingsheng Feng Shen Yiming Hall".

But what if he entered the demon path? Ha! All of a sudden, what kind of wind, Shen, Yi, Mingtang, Lingsheng, all the wind blew away, and it was clean, and he had a new demon name, what kind of charm, what heaven cried, and so on.

Su Jiang Jingyu is an exception.

She is from Diling Prefecture, and her family is considered to have a head and face, and she worships a very famous master. After entering the demon road, she still showed people by Su Jiangjing's name. The state surname, the family name, the parents' name, and the teacher's trombone, none of them shy away from it, as if they intended to humiliate the original family and teacher.

Her expression was calm, as low-key as what she was wearing.

She wore a jet-black robe. The clasp of the robe is buttoned down to the bottom of the chin. The black hair is combed very softly and hangs down on both sides, and the bangs are also very neat, hiding a plain face.

Her face was not very good, as if she was malnourished.

The demon cave where she lives is very neatly tied, and the walls are full of shelves and lattices, which contain all kinds of animals and plants. Three hearths, of different sizes, are always on fire, boiling something. The smell is very complex, and it is between "what is cooked, it smells" and "what is burned, it smells". The dog's nose has been sin here for a few hours, and then he will be deaf.

Xin Mei came to her, and couldn't wait to take out all the grass and give it to her: "Senior aunt, look, I got it all back!" ”

Su Jiang nodded with a smile and poured the contents of a small jar into his hand. It seems to be a liquid, and as soon as it touches the palm of the hand, a small flame ignites.

Su Jiang quietly held this little flame to him.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Xin Mei said smugly, "I'm amazing this time!" None hurt! ”

Su Jiang Jingyu insisted on holding the little flame in front of him.

Manshu noticed that she didn't speak.

Is she mute?

The only decoration on her body was a silver spider button. The clasp was right at her throat, and it seemed to be the culprit that silenced her voice and made her malnourished. Manshu didn't want to stare. But her whole body was from head to toe, black hair and black robe, only the little silver spider flickered, which was particularly dazzling. Even if Manshu staggered her eyes, it burned in the corner of her eye, like a burnt spot.

Xin Mei had already taken Su Jiang's handful of flames, put it in her heart, and the flames disappeared. Su Jiang poured another puff of flame and handed it to Manshu.

"Don't give it to her!" Xin Mei hurriedly stopped Su Jiang, "She's not our own person!" Auntie, our grandfather is dead! That army, I will destroy it with my children! Not great at all! How did they kill Grandpa? I think this woman killed my grandfather! Pointing at Manshu.

"Not me." Manshu grimaced, "It's a long story......"

She tried to make a long story short, and she didn't know if Su Jiang could understand, if she could believe it, and if she could believe it, she could find out the truth behind it, such as why Zhang Caizhu was rushed by the morning breeze and the two of them died or something......

Lacking strength, Manshu had to stop a few times. Su Jiang still held the flame to her. Manshu followed the example of Xinmei and brought the flame close to his heart.

Under normal circumstances, she would not dare to do this kind of action, for fear that her clothes would burn. However, the situation in this world is not normal.

The flames were close to her chest, like small iron filings attracted by a magnet, licking into her body. Manshu felt a heat rise from the bottom of his heart, like drinking wine, and like pouring down a hundred bottles of Red Bull.

Zigui Flame. Because it is produced in Zigui this place, it is named. That place also produced a fool who was bent on entrusting his ideals to others to implement. In fact, his ideals are not very operable. People thanked Bumin and avoided him. He was so angry that he committed suicide by throwing himself into the water.

Since then, Zigui's water has produced this kind of flame, which can replenish people's vitality, just like beating chicken blood.

With Ziguiyan's support, Manshu finally finished telling her story. Xin Mei summed up next to him: "Look! Auntie, it's not credible at all. Isn't it? The tone was full of expectation, and I didn't know whether I expected Su Jiang to agree with him or oppose him.

Su Jiang took Manshu's hand, and his movements were very soft and resolute.

If a girl is going to be bent, then the other party's actions must be so soft and resolute.

Su Jiang's fingers and Manshu were intertwined, palms facing each other. The lower edge of the palm, where the skin is thin and the blood is abundant, is also attached together. The sound of their pulses blended together.

It seems like only half a second.

Manshu shook off his hand as if he had been struck by lightning, and retreated, gasping for breath.

She saw Su Jiang's silver spider, which was the family crest of the Su family. Those who enter the demon path cannot keep their original name and emblem. Otherwise, these things outside the body will cause wonderful damage to the demons.

For Su Jiang, it is aphasia. She has to endure the pain from the throat to the five internal organs, and she must take spiritual herbs all year round in order to continue to advance in the demon path.

Even so, she kept her name and family crest, not because of love.

Often, hate can go deeper than love.

Manshu saw a face that was said to be famous and respected, distorted by desire; She saw the girl's pure chains being smashed to the ground; She saw the figure of her family hiding in the distance. She also felt pain from the bottom of her body to her heart, more terrible than death, and the despair that accompanied it.

Even if you have fallen into the abyss, the people you thought were dearest and loved are still trying to live their own good lives, turning their backs from you, leaving you with despair, like the highest mountain on earth, pouring all shadows on you.

Su Jiang calmed down in such despair and abandoned his soul into the devil. As long as she keeps her name and family crest for a day, it will be a heavy slap in the face of her relatives, forcing them to turn their backs as if nothing happened. Forcing them to face the humiliation and pain, as she had endured.

Unlike other demons, Su Jiang never believed that demons could really win a battle with a cultivator. But as long as the demons exist for a day, some pampered cultivators will not be able to sleep and eat for a day. It's worth it.

The most pessimistic pessimists are the same as the most optimistic optimists. Optimists are not worried about the outcome, while pessimists are not hopeful about the outcome, so they are fearless and only want to do what is in front of them, and every moment has value.

When the palms touched, Su Jiang revealed such a state of mind to Manshu.

If you want to take it first, you must give it first.

What did Su Jiang see from Manshu?

She took half of the jar from the shelf, and put it in front of Manshu, and told her to eat; Mix all the herbs that Xin Mei managed to retrieve with great difficulty, and let Manshu eat them.

"What are you doing!" Xin Mei jumped.

Su Jiang's face was solemn, he picked up a strand of black hair, and made a sharp stroke; The other hand picked up the morning light outside the cave and paved it into colored paper.

Write down the morning note.

Xin Mei is illiterate. Su Jiang painted, drawing the appearance of Fuzuo.

"Grandpa." Xin Mei recognized it.

Su Jiang pointed to Fuzuo, and then pointed to Manshu.

"Grandpa Shi lives in her body?!" Xinmei's eyes are about to fall out.

Manshu ** snorted, standing against the wall.

"What are you doing?!" Xin Mei turned to question her again.

Don't ask. She just wanted to be quiet. Don't ask her who Jingjing is......