【Chapter 063】The two hearts are close and repellent

The gauze tent is long, and a dream is deep in spring.

That good time, that wrong person, that prosperity of the tree, that wisp of incense, are all so clear in the dream, there is no way to forget, there is no way to hide, you can only watch...... watched everything that should have been prosperous turn into nothingness.

All of this is not what she should bear as a supreme demon king, whether it is wrong or not, all the consequences are borne by herself......

What she owes him is just a life, but she doesn't know that what he owes her is a sincerity, a fight, 5,000 years of self-blame and 8,000 years of concern!

Human life can still be paid off, although the soul is difficult to preserve, but after all, there is still an expectation, but the dust spirit, if one day, he knows what the demon Zixun has done for him, I don't know what he will think in his heart.

Of course, that's another story.

When I woke up from a dream, the familiar fragrance was still burning in the incense burner, and the mist rose in a swirl in the air and began to dissipate.

Demon Zixun thought back to the scented dream, and there was still the figure of the dust spirit in her mind, but her heart hurt and she couldn't breathe, because she stayed in the dream, and the sword of the dust spirit opened a red flower on her chest, such a gorgeous flower, just like that...... Bloom under his sword, on her!

Resolutely, without the slightest hesitation, he stabbed into her body!

The cold fingers ran in front of the chest that was also not warm, and the heart was pounding, there was no wound there, but the heart was more painful than when it was really hurt that day......

There was no expression in his wide eyes, and he didn't know where to look through the gauze tent wrapped with gold thread on the top, hollow as if he had no soul.

What was she thinking?

In fact, she didn't know it herself, but she inexplicably felt a suffocation, a twitch-like pain in her heart, and the corners of her eyes were slightly sour, almost crying.

She is a demon king, supreme, but she is also a woman, and she still has the sensibility that a woman should have.

The corners of his eyes were moist, but the tears did not fall, and the demon Zixin slowly closed his eyes and forcibly forced the tears back.

She can't cry, no matter how sad or sad she is, she can't-

I don't know how long it took to calm down like this, and there was always such an intermittent pain in my heart, and over time, I gradually got used to it, and after the discomfort, I was numb to the pain, and I didn't feel anything.

Slowly getting up, the aroma in the incense burner still surrounds the temple, but the smoke on it has long disappeared, and the incense should have burned out.

A wisp of lingering fragrance lingers around the beam, all day long, this is the Demon King Palace!

Sitting in front of the dresser, he hid the tiredness on his face, applied a little fat powder, changed his clothes, and turned around and walked towards the Cangning Palace.

Cangning Hall is the residence of the woman, at the end of the Lan River in the demon world, continue to go up along the Cangning Palace, and you can see the fairy world enchantment.

Because it is the junction of the two worlds, it is also very clean here, except for the occasional spirit that has just turned into a human form without knowing anything will accidentally break in, the others, no one will trespass, after all, the position of the high priest of the demon world is still very deterrent.

Demon Zixun couldn't bear to see that she was alone in this Cangning Palace, which was far away from the prosperity of the demon world, and hinted to her more than once that she could move the Cangning Palace closer to the Demon King Palace.

But she always refused with a smile, explaining that she liked to be quiet.

After a long time, the demon Zixin no longer mentioned this matter, and she also knew that the woman was taboo about the rights in the hands of the high priest and the rights of the demon king, and deliberately avoided those powers that belonged to the high priest.

These, the demon Zixin didn't understand it, she knew that the woman was too worried, but this matter naturally couldn't be said.

However, in recent years, the demon world has been in a peaceful and prosperous era, and there have been no major incidents, and there have been occasional accidents, and the demon Zixun has not troubled the woman.

And last time, when the woman came back, it was to punish the demon Zixun for all kinds of crimes as a demon king, and finally admitted his mistake and punished him, and the whip marks did not leave a scar on his body, and he didn't even feel pain.

The demon laughed bitterly, remembering the ridiculous punishment last time, is this also called punishment?

There was no trace left that should have appeared, and she saw it clearly, for example, the affection of leaving the underworld......

On the corner of the blue skirt, Long Ju Fengxiang, the gold edge on the cuffs made the skin slightly itchy, the gold thread was rough, and it was actually not comfortable to wear on the body at all, but the momentum of this gold thread could not be imitated by other embroidery threads!

Liming went to find the woman yesterday, and she must have left today, she had asked Qianyue to do a hint, but Liming didn't come to her when he left the demon world, it seems that he really didn't want to tell himself the secret he hid, but ......

The demon hooked the corners of her lower lip, she just wanted to know! The taste of being concealed was not pleasant.

No matter how majestic she is, she is also a king, what she wants to know, how can she not say it?

The demon Zixin was thinking in his heart, what is this matter of leaving the underworld?

Flying against the wind, the demon power on the demon Zixun's body has lost some, the speed is not very fast, the oncoming breeze with a fragrance of flowers swept slightly from the ears, at this time the demon world is early summer, the breeze is not strong, blowing the earlobe is like a lover's murmur, making people feel extraordinarily comfortable.

The demon Zixun pulled up the wide sleeves a little, revealing a white lotus arm, and hung the arm in the last wind of spring, enjoying a moment of peace and quiet.

The three thousand green silk on the head is not tied up, only a little bead is added to it, a round pearl hangs down on the center of the eyebrows, with a luster that can melt people's hearts, and there is also that kind of light on the eyelashes, and the eyes that were originally as deep as stagnant water are also stained with another layer of indescribable color.

Lan River water mirror, next to Cangning Palace.

Cangning Hall has a sense of loneliness at the edge of the Lan River, and the Lan River next to it does not have the vast water surface of the sea, but it has the deep color of the sea, which makes people feel depressed and unable to relax.

The demon Zixun flew and stayed next to the Cangning Palace, slightly straightened his clothes, and walked towards the palace gate.

The hall door of Cangning Hall Vermilion is not the same as elsewhere, the doors of the Demon World Hall should be blue, and the Ducangning Hall is different, the kind of color that makes people feel solemn when they see it, giving people a sense of mystery and an attraction that wants to go in and find out.