She can't come back.

In the middle of the night, these four words lingered in her heart like a spell. More than once I thought of that pink face, I opened my eyes in a trance, and looked at the world without half a cent of dust, with the brightest smile.

He cried once when he was born, and has been very well-behaved ever since. Wanyu is very gentle, even if the situation outside is changing, Yi'er is never noisy. Always meek with a smile, as if when he smiled, the clouds above his head dispersed.

"Ahma, do you have a clue?"

He asked, how could he hide his grief, though he tried to hide it. His drooping eyes had no light, and the wind blew through his hair. willfully covered his eyes, as if to hide the gloomy look.

"Gardenia is gone, you knew she was coming? But when did you know what you wanted...... She was reluctant to say it, even though her mind was no longer there. Her heart throbbed and throbbed, and she couldn't breathe.

He's still so young, and he still has so much time. I haven't even had time to enjoy the love of my parents.

"I," all the justifications paled, but he still had to give her an explanation. That is their only flesh and blood, the lingering period in the mortal world, until death until the end of heaven and man forever, how cruel the fate is.

finally reunited, and he took her with him to protect her. I'm afraid that she will be hurt in the slightest, and I'm embarrassed to say it, so I'm serious and don't talk much all day. But she always lost her sense of proportion.

"Ah, let's go see Yi'er. I've already heard that he's buried in Spirit Cliff, and he's probably going to be lonely there. He suddenly regretted sending his heart away, if it weren't for that, he would still be able to grow up with him. Spend the long years.

He once conceived everything, taught him to read and learn calligraphy, and taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Teach him to be wanton and teach him to be promising. It's a pity that it's just empty talk, and he and she have completely lost their minds.

"We'll go now." She said. The corners of her eyes were red, and the days of torment had made her lose a lot of weight.

"I'll take you." Prisoner Zhan said softly, she closed her eyes, listening to the wind whistling in her ears, he grabbed her hand, and his heart fluctuated.

The teleportation technique of the divine realm can be teleported to any place where it wants, and the caster must have a high level of cultivation, otherwise it will be difficult to withstand the damage caused by time and space. Time is like a knife, if you don't cultivate enough, it's easy to be delayed to death in the process of teleportation.

Sensing his gentleness and caution, she closed her eyes. Such a proud man should be struggling in his heart at this moment. He almost wanted to speak, to comfort her, but the words turned into silence again.

No matter how you explain it, Yi'er has already left.

In the ice coffin of a cave in the Spirit Cliff, a child about ten years old was lying quietly inside, his face was a little pale, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes, which had already condensed into ice.

Perhaps because of the use of special spices, the child remained as if he had left. Her mind turned out to be so big. For ten years, she has not been with her, and she has never had the opportunity to accompany her.

"Yi'er." Tears fell silently, and she couldn't hear the voice of her mother who wanted it. There was a cold man lying in the cold coffin, he was unconscious, but the person outside the coffin was crying and breaking his bowels.

He walked over to her and raised his sleeve to wipe away her tears. He loves neatness the most, and Wanyu couldn't help but look at him suspiciously, but she didn't have a look of disgust. "Ah Qi," is the long-lost title again.

In the mortal world, she likes to call him Ah Qi the most, and she has called him for a lifetime.

"Look at Yi'er's eyebrows, there seems to be something strange there." Wanyu said. Hearing this, the prisoner looked down carefully, he brushed his sleeves and opened the coffin, only to see the ice-carved child lying quietly inside.

The lid of the coffin opened, and air poured in from outside. The weak aura poured in, and the little demonic energy in Yi'er's eyebrows gradually fainted, covering the lid of the coffin. Prisoner Zhan furrowed his brows, he had just probed his breath and noticed something abnormal.

I never thought it would be like this.

"Yi'er, died from the demons." The woman said indifferently, her expression cold, as if the ice in winter had condensed.

"It's indeed the breath of the demons, it's just Yi'er's whereabouts, how did the demons know?" The prisoner asked suspiciously, but saw that her expression was slightly dark.

"Yi'er, he has the Mu Jin flower sachet I gave him. It must be this unique aroma. ”

Then he saw that the baby was wearing a delicate sachet around her waist, which must have been sewn by her own hands before parting. He gently grabbed her hand and met her beautiful eyes.

"Ah, do you doubt him?" Looking at the confusion in her expression, he knew that the man might mean a lot to her. An inexplicable feeling lingered in his heart, and he couldn't help but be jealous.

"He has already gone to the demon clan, and there is no eternal love between gods and demons." Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head, and the sun slanted right in time, sprinkled on her face.

Only half of the puff remained.

"I didn't doubt him," she denied, clearly seeing the other party's fleeting sadness, "The demons have been moving more and more frequently these days. But the underworld has always been very peaceful. ”

"You've forgotten about Crane Mountain," she said, and she thought of some tricks. The incident of Crane Mountain seems to be an accident, but Crane Mountain is not far from the Demon Realm, and it is not close to it, so the right angle destroys the barrier of Crane Mountain.

"This Hades King, who has always stayed out of things, has always valued peace. The battle of the Underworld seems to have been planned for a long time, and it makes sense. However, the change in the mountain is too abrupt, and it seems that this Hades King is not as kind as he seems on the surface. ”

Wanyu answered.

She reluctantly turned around, only to see that the prisoner had already withdrawn the demonic qi and sealed it in the sachet, and with a slight hook of his fingers, the sachet fell into her palm. With a gentle withdrawal sound, she saw that there was an extra jade hairpin in Yi'er's palm.

The jade hairpin, she couldn't help but grope her hair, the good flowing cloud bun had already spread out, the green silk was like a waterfall, delicate and silky. Seeing the man raise his eyes, "If you want to accompany him, let Yuchai follow him, we should leave." ”

The coffin was clear, and the gloom in Yi'er's eyebrows had subsided. Because he has restrained his demonic energy, this place is not as depressing as before. She suddenly looked up, "I remember that the demonic energy in your body doesn't seem to be exhausted?" ”

He smiled, "Except for a long time ago, when I was a human being, I couldn't do anything." Now the deity is a high prison war master, but the remnants of the demonic qi have become what kind of climate. ”

Wanyu shook her head in disgust, and listened to him again, "Isn't it your lost father who is under the Hades King's account?" ”

"He," the woman fell silent suddenly, "let's go back." Instead of worrying about Hades, it is better to care about the next move of the Demon Realm. The ambition of the Demon Venerable is well known. ”

Prisoner Zhan walked forward, shielding her face with his sleeve, "Close your eyes, you'll be here soon." Teleported as she came, the wind whistling around her, and she clearly heard the sound of time and space splitting.

It was only a moment, the noise in his ears gradually subsided, and when he caught a glimpse of the familiar palace, he directly teleported back to the Prison War Hall. Wanyu stood in front of the door and walked to the side. She didn't want to go in, she just wanted to go back to the Fang Yun Hall to be quiet for a while.

The tall figure stopped in front of her, and she didn't need to look at her to know what kind of expression the person in front of her would be at this moment. "Ah Zhan, I want to go back."

It was not the tone of the request, but there was no doubt, she had made up her mind to go back, and naturally she didn't want to stay longer. She needs to think about something and doesn't want to be disturbed.

"You stay here, by the way, the fairy heron was assigned by me to the queen mother for two days, and she will not come back for the time being." The prisoner fought lightly.

In the next second, Wanyu couldn't turn around anymore, and the prisoner entered the hall first. Hearing the sound of people behind him entering the door, he closed the door of the temple with a "bang". Wanyu lowered her head and realized that the ban had been lifted.

She looked at the spotless dormitory in front of her rather helplessly, and the fairy heron must have cleaned it carefully before leaving. He doesn't like messy anymore. The Xuanguang Sword is still hanging in its original position, and the seal has been lifted, and it looks much better.

She was just about to take it off and take a closer look at it when she heard a cold snort. "Come in."

I can't help but wonder if the one in the Spirit Cliff just now is illusory. "Ah Zhan, you don't have anything to do here, why don't you let me go back to Fangyu Palace? Both of them are little immortals in the Nether Realm, and their spiritual power is low. If someone breaks in, they can't even stop a move. ”

The prisoner turned a deaf ear and said coldly. "The demon world has not yet been presumptuous to the point of looking for trouble every day, what are you worried about? It's been a long time since you've been here, and the heron has a big temper when it comes to doing things, and the deity is so good that a prisoner battle hall has been ruined. ”

A pleasant laugh rang out, and she raised her sleeves and lit the light, and it was already night. The hall was spotless, and she had seen it clearly. It's just that she deliberately made excuses to find faults, and she spoke, "Where does the Lord feel that something is wrong?" It couldn't be more neat here. ”

"Xianlu has a bad temper, it's not that you feel that you have lost her master. The lord himself owes the amorous debt, but he takes Wanyu and puts his anger on it, where is the reason? ”

"You know I didn't mean that." The prisoner responded with some weakness. At the mention of that person, his whole person lost his usual calm. Qingchen is like a thorn in his heart.

It's a pity that she doesn't know.

"The deity doesn't need to be reasonable, are you jealous?" He seemed to react suddenly and said happily.

"No," again a quick denial, listening to his slightly cheerful tone. There was also warmth in her heart.

"You've always been domineering." She always felt that he was a little similar to Si Chen, but also a little different, Si Chen was gentler and more elegant than him. One is the stars and the other is the night sky.

Maybe it's because of his killing aura of perennial battles that makes her more awe-inspiring. But she is free by nature and does not like to kill. All kinds of mortal worlds, bloody and cold, are all love words.

"Fang Tong Palace, you might as well give up. Re-inhabited in the Prison War Hall. ”

She was puzzled and looked at him suspiciously.

"In the divine realm, we all know that you are a woman of the deity, but when you reach the divine realm, all kinds of things in the mortal world are not justified after all. For the return of the divine realm, the deity is a lifetime. ”

She knew what his life meant, and looked at him quietly, listening to his voice, "The deity wants the entire divine realm to witness the fate of you and me, Ayu, are you willing?" ”