Chapter 16: Mortals and Demon Generals

It seemed like the dream he had so often, long and dull, he knew, but he didn't want to wake up.

At that time, Meng Yi was still under the command of the Demon Saint, and he was the most trusted General Yuling of the Demon Saint, with unlimited scenery, which could be said to be above 10,000 people under one person.

He is amorous, and his reputation for being free and uninhibited is widely spread in the demon world, and it is said that there is no place for fireworks in the entire demon world that he has not been to, and there is no top girl he has not lit, but it is common for him to not be able to call the name of the girl the next day.

Anyway, he thinks he doesn't have any grand ambitions, all he thinks about is fragrant flowers and wine, and at the moment of the Spring Festival, he wears his bewitching face all day long, and he doesn't know how many romantic debts he owes for thousands of years.

He has an easy-going temperament and is generous, and there are many people who speculate with him, and the relationship is very good, including the later beast patriarch Feiming.

He is indeed a delicate and transparent, decent genius, seeing that the demon saint does not take care of political affairs, like silk and bamboo sheng songs, he found musicians and dancers from everywhere, so that the demon saint's Chaoyang Palace sang and danced night after night, and staggered. Seeing that the demon saint fell in love with the beautiful jade of Xishan and the crystal of Nangu one day, he did not hesitate to take his subordinates to dig largely, and he couldn't wait to carry the entire jade mountain to Chaoyang Palace.

However, he is by no means a villain who can only slap horses.

He is diligent in political affairs, and he never conceals everything that needs to be decided by the demon saint, and reports according to the truth;

In battle, he was brave and strategic, and he had confronted the divine realm for many years, and he had never heard of any big losses;

And the trivial things that the demon saint was too lazy to take care of, he did everything for him, but he never asked for merit and rewards, and from the bottom of his heart, he was sharing worries for the demon saint.

The insiders saw it clearly, and they all said - what kind of blessing did the ancestor demon saint cultivate in his previous life, and he got such a clone who is more caring and capable than his own son.

But all the glory of the scenery and the seemingly indestructible thousands of pets are no match for the word "suspicion". Gradually, he found that the Demon Saint no longer assigned him to search for all kinds of treasures, and became more and more critical of his work, and finally found a reason to banish him to the frontier.

But he never had a grudge in his heart, guarded the territory of one side, and did his duty.

Later, he heard that someone wanted to take advantage of the night of the demon saint's birthday banquet to raise troops to rebel, so he rushed thousands of miles and rushed to the capital to rescue the driver, who knew that when he arrived at Chaoyang Palace, he inexplicably became the main envoy of the rebellion.

There, he first learned Feiming's powerful cultivation, the little brother Feiming, who was tens of thousands of years younger than him, and his strength was on par with that of the previous demon saints.

He had also wondered if Feiming was the one who framed him, but thinking back on all the heart-to-heart in the past, thinking of the slightest mercy of his subordinates who finally beat him out of his real body but did not hurt the killer, and thinking that with Feiming's strength, he didn't have to be afraid of himself at all, where did the motive for framing him come from?

So during the three hundred years he fled, he just concentrated on hiding his tracks, not wanting to think much about the cause and effect.

But he didn't hate, he hated that when he was in power, he made all his friends with fox friends and dogs, and once he lost power, he ended up alone;

He hated himself for only knowing how to be foolish and loyal in the past, and never speculated on the emperor's thoughts, and when the trumped-up crime was overwhelming, he couldn't even say a word to defend himself;

He hates that cold and affectionate person even more, why can he be so unreminiscent of the old love and wronged the innocent.

However, many years later, when he ascended to the supreme position himself, he finally understood that the person who framed him was the ancestor demon saint himself. It was only because of his foolish loyalty that the heart of the dying emperor grew jealousy.

When he fled, he transformed into an ordinary domestic chicken, hiding in a stinky chicken coop to avoid the pursuit of the demon world, and also transformed into a bird waiting to be fed, and a group of small birds whose fluff has not faded into a nest. It's a pity that for some reason, no matter how he transforms into a form, he will soon be discovered.

In desperation, he could only disperse most of his demonic power, give up all his dignity, and transform into an extremely ordinary-cyan feather.

It was a bleak autumn evening, and the green feathers he had turned into were fished up from the river by a pair of immature hands. Then he sensed a long-lost girlish fragrance, and a human scent that made him greedy.

The owner of the hands was an orphan, because she had wandered from the plague, and the men, women, and children of the village avoided her, and did not allow her to live in the village.

And she is a happy and contented character, she built a simple tree house by the river at the entrance of the village, and the trees on the side are full of her homemade dried fish and sausages, and her favorite thing to do on weekdays is to stick this blue feather in her hair, and secretly smile at the reflection in the river.

Meng Shun was extremely reluctant in his heart, so every time she took a photo, he had to scold in his heart: "Ugly people are so weird!" ”

Until one morning, she was awakened by a terrible scream, the warm morning sun stained the sky red, and the blood of the villagers stained the river in front of her door.

More than 100 families in the village were killed by a gang of ferocious horse thieves and only young women remained.

The thieves chased her, and she ran up the hill until she reached a cliff in the mountain, where there was no way out. The thieves surrounded her like hungry wolves, and she took a step back, and behind her was an abyss.

She suddenly heard a voice, urging in her ear very eagerly: "Jump, jump, ugly, if you don't jump, you will wait to be eaten alive by them." ”

The thieves grinned closer and closer, and her legs shook violently, so the voice seemed to sigh deeply, and then a great force pulled her back......

"Ahhhhh

If it weren't for the fact that the valley below the cliff had a bottom after all, Meng Yi suspected that he would die from an ordinary human woman's sonic attack.

The most incomprehensible thing for him was that after the woman landed safely and saw herself, she screamed louder and more terrifying than before.

Meng Yi tried a lot of effort to suppress his urge to knock her out with a punch, and tried his best to make himself look very cultivated, and said: "Cough, I was fortunate to be taken in by the girl not long ago, and now I have saved you once, so I can be regarded as repaying the kindness." ”

"What to take in, what to repay?" Her big watery eyes flickered, and she couldn't stop trembling, "You, are you a ghost who came to lure me to the Netherworld?" ”

"Girl, didn't you hear what you were saying?" Meng Yi touched his head and said angrily: "Since I saved you once, it means that you are not dead!" Besides, how can the ghosts of the underworld grow to be as stunning as I am? ”

She seemed a little incredulous, pinched her cheek hard, and finally let out a sigh of relief: "Whew...... It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die. ”

The first meeting with her was not legendary and treacherous, nor was it romantic, both of them were gray-haired, their clothes seemed to be rolling in the mud, but their expressions were so natural and open.

She innocently wiped her face with the back of her hand, and there were a few more mud marks on her white jade-like cheeks, Meng Yi burst out laughing and muttered, "Ugly people make a lot of mistakes." ”

So, they traveled together, wandering the world together, the years of war in the human world gave Meng Yi more vitality, he wandered around the countries of the human world, with a delicate mind to become the most wanted talent of the kings and ministers, and he had another plan in his heart.

Ordinary human beings have a life expectancy of less than 100, so what are the grand plans to talk about with these people? Even if it is to help them fight for the supreme position, or even to become a great treasure themselves, what about it? Could it be that he is the patriarch of the Bird Clan in the Demon Realm, who has practiced for 10,000 years, but has been reduced to being a mere human advisor?

But she seemed to be very happy for him, the emperor gave Meng Yi a big mansion, she went in and out all day long, from repairing the roof to cleaning the dust, all by herself, always with a smile on her face.

She prefers the various hairpin jewelry specially made for her by Meng Yi, and often asks him in the mirror with hope: "Do you think I look good in this blue or cyan one?" ”

"Ugly people are weird." Without raising his head, he continued to review the official document in front of him.

The cold wind blew the fallen leaves up the stone steps, the sky was overcast, and after a while snow began to fall.

Meng Yi suddenly wondered in his heart: Why is it that with her, the chaser of the demon world has never appeared, and what is even more mysterious is that his cultivation and demon power are increasing day by day, is it ...... He looked at her back in front of the dresser, which seemed to shake for a moment, and then he heard the sound of hairpins falling to the ground.

"Hey! Feed! Wake up, what's wrong with you? The fingertips released the demonic power, reaching from the center of her eyebrows, Meng Yi gritted his teeth and went up and down in his heart.

Her breath was disordered, her face was pale, and she seemed to have exhausted all her strength with every breath, and her lips were closed one by one, but she couldn't say a complete word.

This was the first time she had an illness.

When the imperial doctor in the palace came to see him, Meng Yifang understood the reason.

It turned out that his demonic power was improved because he was opposite to her day and night, and the inner dan in his body had been silently absorbing her vitality, and she was the purest body that was one in ten thousand, perhaps when he became a feather and drifted aimlessly, the inner dan essence was invisibly looking for a human with this kind of physique.

That's why he was able to meet her, and her purest vitality also protected his demonic energy from scattering, so that people in the demon world could not find it.

Later, she became more and more ill, her health deteriorated, and later, she was so weak that she could not stop wheezing when she even walked and dressed, and could only sit under the porch all day watching the servants busy, and she just wanted to sweep the snow in front of the steps, feed the finches in the courtyard, and just want to wear her favorite blue feather hairpin, standing under the tree and waiting for him to return......

Outside the window, the flowers and birds were singing, and the daylight was very good, Meng Wei turned over lazily, but he still didn't want to wake up.

Because, in the dream, she is still there.