Painful torment

The piano sounded in my ears.

The Water Moon Fairy stared blankly at a picture in the room, and the scenery inside looked familiar.

Inside the waterhole outside the house, a woman with a snake body for a few days, with her hair scattered, circled around the lake, looking at the people inside the house, singing outside.

The violinist is dressed in fiery red clothes, the neckline is embroidered with a butterfly pattern with golden silk threads, the skirt is embroidered with a golden auspicious cloud pattern, embellished with gemstones, a pair of sharp and charming Danfeng eyes with a smile, the phoenix luan in the center of the Lingyun bun has a pearl in his mouth, and the bundle of tassels under the pearl hangs down gently, reflecting the magnificent and charming.

The piano in his hand was rippling, and it was higher than a while, and the nine-tailed fox dragged his chin to see where the Water Moon Fairy was struggling, and the beads on his head were scattered, but his hands were all holding together and struggling.

"It's worthy of being a fairy, but it's also a taboo of the gods, since it's a taboo, there's no need to be afraid." The nine-tailed fox said playfully.

"But it seems like I won't wake up for a while."

Sure enough, the nine-tailed fox waved his hand, and the woman of the snake clan outside the door sang even louder, and the strings in the pianist's hand began to stand more and more numerous, and some were out of tune, but the nine-tailed fox looked more and more happy, and he had not met such an interesting woman of the god clan. This is Yuan Shi Tianzun's favorite apprentice, if he doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean that he will never be silent, the king is always the king.

The Water Moon Fairy's heart began to slowly be filled with pain, and at that time, she remembered that her name was changed to an ordinary woman from the Water Moon. Floating invisibly in the sea of clouds in the distance, he saw himself struggling to break free, and finally did not hesitate to slap him back. The pain exploded crisply in the bottom of her heart. And in the mirror, Mu Ran let go of his hand, and the sparks in his eyes fell into ashes. Shui Yue's heart hurt more and more, why did she get such pain, why did she do it at that time.

There is such a feeling in the world, the wind and frost of the years cannot be eroded, and the loneliness and famine cannot be broken.

Thousands of years have passed, and the soul has been shattered. It's always there.

She finally understood that there was such a feeling in the world, that the years could not be eroded, and that the loneliness and famine could not be broken.

Thousands of years have passed, and the soul has been broken, and it has always been there.

And the loneliness and pain that can't be eliminated, she is the goddess of the gods, with the best everything in this world, but at the same time she also has a heart of love, and she was once the love and hate of mortals, swallowing blood together. Sleep in the depths of time and never wake up.

At that time, the heavenly realm was in turmoil. The world is full of gunsmoke and disasters. Only the Demon Realm is leveled.

A large number of people who wanted to convert to the Demon Dao suddenly gathered outside the Ninefold Palace. There are generals who have galloped across the battlefield for many years, fought bravely and well, but in the end they couldn't even protect their relatives; Some of their houses were burned down due to the fighting. orphans separated from their parents; There are also mediocre people who regard the demon world as a paradise in order to protect themselves. All of them humbly prostrate on both sides of the lake.

But he sat upright. His face was calm, and his gaze seemed to be casually aimed at a certain place. Seven days in heaven and a thousand years on earth.

The only thing that the gods and demons have in common is that they live with heaven and earth. Year after year, the mountains and rivers have been seen over the years, and loneliness will be like a seed, always stubbornly wanting to break through the ground. It's unbearable.

No matter how mellow the wine is, there will be a greasy day. The witch, such a proud person, sat there and looked at everyone boredly, Shui Yue saw him kneeling in front of her for himself from the delicacy given by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, the witch is the witch, she pushed her fingers lightly, the wine jar fell, and the clear liquid flowed out.

Someone outside the Nine Palaces rose up to resist, and several demon envoys besieged him, but they were not his opponents. He was so brave that he didn't know why his heart hurt so much.

Hearing the news, she raised the corners of her mouth with interest, gathered her breath and flew away, and saw the calm young man in the crowd just now. He held an ordinary soft sword in his hand, but the sword aura was like a swimming dragon surrounding his body. The cultivation of swordsmanship should not be lost to the Heavenly Realm Immortals.

"If martial arts are so good, why bother to become a demon? Let's go. ”

He didn't seem to appreciate her affection: "I'm here to see the Demon Venerable." ”

She suspected that she had misheard, and sneered: "Do you think that Lord Mozun is a girl in your backyard, and as soon as you beckon, he will come over to tease you?" ”

He was not angry, and sat calmly in a wheelchair. Unable to walk on his legs, he relied on one hand and a sword to repel the oracle. She couldn't help but be curious: "Why did Lord Demon Venerable come to see you?" ”

"Because I'm going to make a deal with him."

An ordinary man wants to make a deal with the god of the demon world, and this time she didn't laugh, because he was determined in his eyes and the awe-inspiring temperament around him. Make her believe what he says, and one day he will be the only opponent of the Demon Tower.

"It's better for me to do this deal with you." With a wave of her long sleeves, the aura condensed by her fingertips poured into the bone marrow of his legs.

Shui Yue had wanted to do this for a long time, but she had to see how much she could do for her, whether it was sincere.

"Wine, flowers, and grass for me to play chess. In short, you do what the slave should do. ”

"Hmph." He showed a hint of contempt, "I only saw Lord Demon Venerable. ”

"Presumptuous!" She suddenly whipped it hard, and he didn't hide, his face like a shattered white jade overflowing with blood.

She was suddenly a little at a loss, but he wiped the blood from his face lightly, and said with a smile: "The girl doesn't have to blame herself, if I can see it, I will definitely avoid it." "His eyes are invisible, but his gaze is as warm as water.

She "looked at him", and her heart was like a windy lake: "What is your name?" ”

"Spiritual Realm."

She reached out to examine his eyes and smiled slyly, "Lord Mozun will only gouge out a dog's eye for you at most." And I, there is a way to heal you. ”

When he opened his eyes again, there was a spark blooming in his pupils, and the joy of rebirth overflowed from them.

Before he came to the Demon Realm, he was the young master of the Dijing First Martial Arts Sect and a young hero. Born with insight, swordsmanship is unfathomable. At the age of sixteen, he set up his own door, built his reputation little by little, and laid the foundation for the country. But Shui Yue hadn't seen him scold Fang Yu and be in high spirits. When she appeared, it was a fault line in his life.

If the limelight is too strong, it will always provoke enemies. He was attacked by a sneak attack, and a poisoned secret weapon was hit in the leg. There was no way to return to the sky, and the other leg was also affected, and since then he has become a waste and has been in a state of collapse. Ridicule and snubbing hit together, and no matter how hard the young heart was, it couldn't survive such ups and downs. He finally fell. The disciples were scattered.

Shui Yue appeared at the moment when the sword in his hand pierced into the skin, and she was also a woman with a special skill, spreading the sword in his hand in three or two. (To be continued.) )