A gate of gods and demons shining with colorful light divided the god realm and the demon realm into two completely different worlds, but after the baptism of this war, it was the same desolation, and it was full of devastation at a glance.

The firelight, the corpses of the demon soldiers, the scorched and dead trees, the lingering smoke of gunpowder. The originally vibrant lands of the Divine Realm were also desolate, no different from the barren lands of the Demon Realm behind them, and even a little more barren than them.

The battlefield after the Great War was unusually quiet, except for the painful humming of some of the wounded. Under the haunting barrier, the demon soldiers silently carried the corpses of their companions, and there was a sad atmosphere everywhere. On the other side of the barrier, the soldiers of the two realms of immortals were looking at the demon soldiers who were busy with resentment. There was a little sadness and envy in those eyes.

They can also take the corpses of their own companions, and they can also take some thoughts with them, but what about them? When he died, there was nothing, and even the blood that fell on the ground disappeared in the air.

Come gently, go gently, bring nothing, leave nothing, this is their sorrow. How they wished that the corpses lying on the ground would be theirs......

"Shenzun, I found a little Xian'e, seriously injured and still alive."

The two demon soldiers dragged a little girl who was bleeding profusely to Yingchen, the little girl was very young and cute, combing a cute bun head, but she still had the long knife that almost killed her on her body.

Yingchen frowned, stepped forward and decisively pulled out the long knife on her body, and the blood splattered out as the knife left, leaving a blood mark on the flowing white clothes. Yingchen squatted down, looked at the frightened little girl and smiled lightly, and cast a spell to treat her wounds.

"Divine Venerable?"

"Master?"

Everyone was puzzled by Yingchen's approach, could it be that because this little girl was cute, Yingchen suddenly became sad and let her go?

Streamer raised an eyebrow, he felt that things would not be so simple.

"What's your name?"

“……”

"Ask you again, what's your name? This is your last chance, if you don't say it...... These companions who are watching from the periphery of the enchantment will soon be gone. ”

"Qing'er, my name is Qing'er." The little girl said hurriedly, her voice full of fear and trembling.

"Qing'er? What a name. ”

Yingchen smiled lightly, his eyes soft, but in the next moment, the softness in his eyes turned into ruthlessness and coldness. A sturdy, cold iron chain was bound around Qing'er's neck by Haunting Dust, and at one end of the long iron chain was Hingchen's pale fingers. Hingchen pulled her and walked leisurely on the border of the enchantment, looking at the resentful eyes that stared at her, and smiled contentedly.

"If you want to kill yourself, you can save this effort. Princess Ying Dai of your god realm is a guest at my place, I don't know how many ways to kill yourself have been thought of, and now she is not alive and well. Girl, your life is mine now, and you will never die without my consent."

What a humiliating thing this is, a slim fairy in the fairy world is now being held in his hand like a dog, insulting and playing with at will.

And so it was......

Streamer smiled lightly, he really didn't guess wrong......