After dinner, Yan Meier wandered alone on the garden avenue of the school, and Senior Sister Guan Rujiao stopped by and stuffed her with a letter.

looked at it, it was Yan Mu'er's handwriting, and I was a little disappointed in my heart: Why didn't Han Han reply to me recently?

Take it apart and take a look, my brother bragged in the letter about how charming he was, and if he was the second national husband in Lancheng, no one would be first.

Not only has the future sister-in-law been dealt with, but also the beauty of a big family in the same class, who has always been cold, seems to have changed her mind and has a green eye for him.

Your future sister-in-law is her, she is a chubby and beautiful little banshee with a round face and big arms.

Yan Mu'er said in the letter.

Then he pretended to sigh with emotion: beauty is precious, and sincerity is more valuable. If it is for family affection, both can be thrown.

In my brother's heart, the most important thing is your sister, no one can replace it!

Zhao Zihan has had bad intentions towards you since he was a child, do you think my brother can't see it?

But now, it's okay, that guy is gone! It's hard to save his little life.

He actually stole the exercises of the human race and used the evil dragon sword qi.

......

A bolt from the blue!

Yan Mei'er was stunned for a moment.

Poor Cold! My ......

......

Thinking of the time in Lancheng, my heart was sour, and tears couldn't help but flow down.

Hanhan, where are you? I want to find you!

Yan Mei'er wailed secretly, and the haze soon crawled like a rattan all over her heart.

At this time, the sky is clear and the sunset is shining, the sunset is all over the sky, and the white clouds are like silk, indicating that tomorrow will be another great sunny day. However, there was a sudden "boom" in the sky, and a thunderbolt came from the sky without warning.

A few rolling thunders sounded, and suddenly dark clouds swept the west wind in the sky, boiling and rolling, and suddenly black clouds overwhelmed the city.

Na Qingyun was holding a thread-bound ancient scroll, sitting by a clear river in the suburbs, barefoot, reading a book while wetting the water.

When the west wind rose, her eyes moved away from the ancient scrolls, looked at the surging sea of clouds, and smiled softly: What bastard's mood changed, and it actually caused a vision of the sky, and the flat ground thundered?

Isn't it that some ancestor in the main hall is bored and can't help but show off?

Hey, this movement, this momentum! Only Grandma Nie and the mysterious him... It's time to do it...... He shook his head, glanced at the sky, and then looked down at the book......

On the outskirts of Yandu, on the top of Yuxiang Mountain.

A banshee with a childish face and crane hair, carrying a simple dragon head crutch, has an extraordinary momentum. She was dressed in a bright yellow pleated dress, with a high cloud bun on her head, a yellow crested crest, and golden steps on both sides.

Not far behind her, there was a group of armor warriors armed to the teeth and four bright-looking banshees, standing there without moving, like a statue of a statue.

The old banshee was holding an eight or nine-year-old girl in her hand, looking at the maple leaves that had turned yellow in the sunset, and whispered softly, smiling happily.

"Grandma, Dad said that the frost leaves will be red in two weeks, will you take me to see the red leaves again?"

"Bring it, my good Qing'er wants grandma to come, how can grandma not come?"

She now seems to be just a grandmother, a kind grandmother, with her youngest and most beloved granddaughter enjoying the evening scenery, however, in her slight smile, there is a meaning that cannot be concealed by the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing.

She's not a simple grandmother!

She is the embodiment of the devil in the eyes of the human race, and she is the god of salvation in the hearts of the demon race. She is one of the most prestigious great magicians in the entire demon domain for sixty years, the vice chairman of the Yandu Demon Palace, and "the wind is loud, and the grass and trees are soldiers" Nie Jinghong.

In the evening breeze, she was slowly lowering her body, looking at the little girl and saying, "Grandma will ...... next time"

"Boom!"

There was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and in an instant, the clouds in the sky changed color, and the surging black clouds filled the mountain tops.

The little girl was so frightened that she went straight into her grandmother's arms.

Nie Jinghong protected Qing'er, looked at the sky, his expression changed, and his face showed a suspicious look. After a moment, she seemed to understand something, and slowly turned her head, looking to the east with a pair of deep eyes.

- It was the direction of Yandu University, she saw it......

You're a little guy? Hehe, it's funny.

What are you crying about? What sad thing did you encounter when the pear blossom brought the rain?

At this moment, the color of her face suddenly changed, and the dragon head in her hand shook: "Heart Moves, Demon ......!"

I don't know what she thought, she seemed to be so shocked that she forgot where she was, and she didn't know it when she let go of her granddaughter in her arms.

"Wow", Qing'er cried.

Nie Jinghong ignored it, and suddenly danced like an elf, the figure was like a shadow, and the dragon's head turned slowly towards the black sky.

There was another thunderclap, the direction of the wind in the sky suddenly changed, and in a moment, the dark clouds went away, and the sky slowly showed its eyes again.

Xiao Qing'er was crying, and suddenly saw her grandmother dancing in the wind for no reason, and the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and she couldn't help but be curious: It is said that my grandmother is an immortal fairy, but it really is?! I couldn't help but look at my grandmother and grin.

After Nie Jinghong finished casting the spell, she reached out and took Qing'er, smiled gently at her, and said, "Obediently, go down the mountain with grandma." ”

led his granddaughter to the stone path down the mountain, but his heart was treacherous, and he thought about it: I think that back then, there was a defeat by the Daling River, and it was so sad that my demon clan was killed.

At the time of life and death, the master and her old man used the "secret method of sacrificing blood" to cast the "net of heaven and earth" to trap the human race in the south of the Daling River and could not enter an inch.

After the human race reluctantly retreated, the master also felt the call of the immortal heaven, and his life was in the dying line.

His Majesty the current Demon King was only a great prince at that time, and he had never succeeded to the throne.

His Royal Highness the Prince's heart was as painful as a knife, but for the sake of the future of the demon clan, he still endured all the heartache and asked the master and her old man to divinate the last hexagram for my demon clan.

The master couldn't bear to refuse, so he looked at me, a ray of divine light burst out of his eyes, and said weakly: "Disciple, I'm sorry for you!"

Naturally, I knew the meaning of Master's words, and without a moment's hesitation, I resolutely took a drop of virgin blood and dropped it on Master's palm.

From then on, with the rare qualification of three hundred years of demonic cultivation, I can no longer reach the peak of the peak, and my descendants will not have the opportunity to awaken my magic.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at my granddaughter, and her eyes were full of love and guilt,...... But for the sake of the future of my demon clan, how can I not be willing.

I remember that at that time, after the master cast the spell, he opened his cloudy eyes and muttered: "A hundred years of demon stars, two scholars and two elephants." How to argue yin and yang, but look at the heart. ”

In this way, those four children are the two soldiers and two elephants around her?

I was silent in my heart, and I remembered the account in the secret book, and I had some realization: The day the demon star was born was the time when my demon clan was prosperous.

However, the demon star is born, and there are many disasters, and it is difficult for the world to have peace.

That's your destined path! You have to walk steadily, this is related to the future of the entire demon clan. Fortunately, you are not too late, and I am not dead yet, so I will do my best to protect you.

However, what kind of catastrophe will befall the world?

...... How could the heavens be so obscure, I couldn't see clearly?

Nie Jinghong sighed wordlessly, put away the joy and sorrow in his belly, and helped Xiao Qing'er slowly descend the mountain......

Strange to say, Yan Mei'er was extremely sad, but after a thunderclap in the sky, the clouds suddenly opened and the fog dispersed. Her mood slowly calmed down as the weather improved.

She picked up the letter again and continued to read: But don't worry, I whispered to him when I went to visit the prison: You look like a dog, if you can break through the wasteland, you might as well live like a person.

That's a different kind of life.

Isn't it? His ugly appearance is no different from that of the evil and despicable human race, and it is better to be a demon than a human being......

Yan Mei'er's heart moved: He used the sword qi of the human race? Then he must be the same as me! No wonder he said that... Dream...!

It turns out that he may have been having those strange dreams all the time. If that's the case, then he really won't die.

He went to the Terrans? I ......?

Yan Mei'er touched her long flying hair, thought of a possibility, and resolutely decided: I want to learn the sulfur language!