The world was desolate, and all I had left in my mind was the absurd idea of "it seems that I can eat an old hen to replenish my body".

There seemed to be the sound of a piano lingering in my ears.

A person like me, who has no noble sentiments, can't hear a joy or sorrow, but I vaguely understand that this person who plays the piano is so impatient.

It's probably because I don't understand the rhythm, and it's because I understand the human heart too well.

I opened my eyes slightly and seemed to see the crisp bamboo forest, among which the young man in white clothes was shengxue, playing the piano by himself. I tugged at the corners of my lips, knowing that I had been teased again.

Luo Han, the magic of the mortal world is good, enough to kill me.

Quietly, he is saving me, and he is also warning me that he is a strong man, not a weak man to be slaughtered.

One day he will leave this prison, and he is different from me.

It was dark in front of me, and I completely fainted.

At the sound of the piano, I had a sweet dream.

I have long heard that the magic of the mortal world can phantom the world, and it seems that this matter is true.

The beginning of this long-awaited dream is the edge of the cliff held by thousands of mountains.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in my hand, I lowered my head to look at the top of the clouds, and hazy thought about when this was the scene.

In the past, on the road to this mortal world, there was my mother waiting for her to flee for her life.

That day, I don't know why the demonic nature brought out by my mother's womb was the first to appear, on this heavy mountain cliff wielding a long whip to smoke the creatures around me all over the body, the anger in my heart became heavier and heavier, but no one came forward to comfort me.

Because it doesn't matter if the moon god is in the shadows, or if I was ordered by the moon god to spy on me at the time, but I stayed out of the way. I really hope that I will bring out this magic that is so well concealed.

Because in this way, they will not lose control on other occasions, even if they run for their lives, they need to follow their path at any time.

They don't need to change.

The last whip was swung on a corner of plain clothes, and the force passed through the clothes, leaving a hideous wound in the mother's body.

The frenzy in my eyes subsided, and I looked straight at my tolerant mother, who was smiling at me, and unconsciously called softly: "Mother, you are back." ”。

Memories stop changing scenes, and when I look up, I suddenly feel like a world away.

There was a man walking in front of me, holding a simple mortal lantern, dressed in moonlight clothes, and his steps were just right to make people comfortable, and he walked towards me.

It's Luo Han.

He will carry the mortal lantern I gave him, he will wear a simple moonlight robe, and he will walk at a pace that satisfies me.

This is Luo Han, a Luo Han who is always just right.

Luo Han in the dream was a little weird, he stepped forward to touch my head, my eyes were a little red, and then I looked at his handsome face but slowly put away his tears.

For Du Moyan, for me Du Moyan, there is no one to rely on.

I'm good at suppressing myself, I like to protect myself by hurting others, and I'm always ruthless and unjust.

Even if I'm down into the dirt now, I'm not the target of anyone's bullying.

I will quietly step everything that hurts me into the mud, and before stepping into it, I will break his roots, otherwise the weeds will not be removed, and the evil wind will blow again.

The sound of the piano in my ears was a little confused, I waved my hand and threw out the oil-paper umbrella in my hand, and then the scene changed, and Luo Han and I returned to the cliff.

Pushing out a palm, he fell off the cliff.

I woke up from a dream, and the strings were broken.

In the first three hundred years, I gradually put my heart on Luo Han with nowhere to put it, so that I would not be idle day and night, thinking nonsense.

I always feel that my nervous weakness leads to my body's weakness, but Suyu said that it was very strange for me to think like this, and even I was nervous by this book, so I often asked the people around me about my movements.

Then the answer I got was naturally - lingering on the Heavenly Book Pavilion.

I guess Su Yu's heart must have been filled with horror at that time, after all, a character like Luo Han is not a master to provoke.

So when I knocked on the side of him, I didn't say anything about my mother's instructions.

Maybe in my heart, anyone is an enemy, and any concern is a malicious calculation, this is Du Moyan, who has been suppressed by countless facts and experiences, and I can't do anything if I want to change.

So I can feel Luo Han's close calculation and a slight temptation.

But for the sake of my mother's last wishes, I could turn a blind eye to his attitude—three hundred years later, in the sixth hundred years, he did not live up to my expectations.

Successfully fulfilled his wish, that is, fulfilled his mother's last wish, the only deficiency was the knife he blocked for me that day.

I could have pushed it away, but the firmness in his eyes made me stop.

Oh, there is no need to put such a character on the cage of the Library.

He is the Demon Lord, the overlord of one of the Three Realms, and he shouldn't have anything to do with me in the first place.

However, what made me urge me was that Luo Han asked for a marriage.

It was dark in front of me, and I was swaying from side to side with the rhythm of the sedan chair, scolding the old man of the Emperor of Heaven as a scumbag in my heart.

Luo Han's relationship with the heavenly realm has reached the point of killing and hating, and he actually wants to turn me, a kind, considerate and beautiful scholar who is loved by everyone, into a marriage tool and a victim of history. happy

The cause of this incident, I really didn't know much at first, Luo Han, who had returned to the Demon Realm without any news, reappeared yesterday, and he was extremely red and flamboyant, but what was even more publicized was that he said that if he wanted me to marry, he would not take advantage of the danger of others when the Heavenly Realm was in ruins.

At that time, I felt that this kind of rhetoric was unilateral in the heavenly realm, and the Emperor of Heaven had been on the throne for many years.

My cabinet has been very idle all these years, so the little fairies under this gang are all experts in gossip, and they are quite disdainful of the rhetoric of this matter, but they are just chewing a few words.

They are a little worried about their fate in the future, after all, my good-natured boss is gone, and I don't know what cabbage or potatoes will come back.

While pondering, I couldn't help but think of Luo Han's sentence again: "When it comes to candidates, Benjun really has no acquaintances in the heavenly realm in the past thousand years, so it is not difficult to ask for the master of Du Moyan Pavilion." ”

The reaction at that time is now a little vague, but I remember that my brain felt like someone had punched me hard, and the buzzing sound kept coming, as if it had broken an inkstone.

Then I also found the stubble of the Emperor of Heaven.

My attitude made some courtiers complain, and I smiled at them with a pear fan: "I heard that Ling Qianjin is beautiful, generous, elegant and noble, and she is also extremely respectful to Your Majesty, why don't I give up this opportunity?" ”

Then it was all quiet.

The book pavilion has not been lively for a long time, this was originally a quiet place,

But now the first-class phoenix crown, Xia Wei, Ayaluo, silk and satin, these don't need money into the small library, Tianjun also personally came to make an order, so after so many years of subordinate, I was fortunate to experience the cordiality and attention of the top boss for the first time, but the meaning of his words violently reminded me, pay attention to the dignity of the Heavenly Palace, pay attention to the image of the Heavenly Palace, and pay attention to the Heavenly Palace...... Safety.

And most importantly...... Let me keep to myself.

But in fact, everyone understands that this is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, but the news of the return of the moon god still makes them suppress their doubts.

Just like back then, I quietly entered the library for my mother's last wish, which made these people really relieved.

In fact...... My relationship with the moon god is not to the point of being hostages to each other, it's just that they like to look at appearances too much.

However, the only thing I can figure out now that I am overwhelmed by the phoenix crown is that I will not be able to go down for a long time on the gossip list of the heavenly realm.

It seemed to be a valley where I heard a large number of birds chirping.

I thought, it's really good, at least my library, there is no such bright sound.

Listen, much freedom.

Chang Yuyou: The purpose of writing this heroine's confession is to make the plot go more smoothly, Du Moyan's feelings for Luo Han are all on guard before the marriage due to his position, and because of his mother's last wishes, he is very 'spoiled' (may be inappropriate, make up for it by himself), and the overall emotional state is very complicated, so there is this confession.

I was thinking about some useless messy things here, Liuyun had already started to cast spells, and in this fantasy world of Du Moyan, she was the boss.

After all, many people can't manage their own thoughts, and their thinking is crooked, and it is still extremely troublesome to manage.

Du Moyan is a lazy person, and he handed over the pure land of his illusion world to Liuyun, who has been in it for thousands of years, and he has long been familiar with it.

But most of the time, she still can't open Du Moyan's deepest illusion.

Du Moyan's mind was too heavy, and if she wanted to explore, she could only use her life to counteract.

Liuyun held her breath and began to explore the way, and the elves sensed on the road looked at her one after another, Liuyun was a little uncomfortable, she didn't like to socialize, and finally the other elves were very different.

The elves are also very individual, and they are good at communicating, curious, but they are actually very gossipy, and they like to watch the excitement.

She carefully followed the aura, Du Moyan followed her lazily, she didn't use her spiritual sense to watch the road conditions, the first was too troublesome, and the second was that she trusted Liuyun very much.

After all, she had shown Liuyun how to break an ancient magic weapon.

One of them was a sword that she threw into the furnace when the sword spirit had been dead for a long time, and later Liuyun told her that she had nightmares because of this.

While thinking about it, Liuyun suddenly stopped: "The master is here." ”

Du Moyan glanced at the still dark sky and earth, and nodded: "I'm sorry for you." ”

Liuyun nodded, and then she opened her eyes again and stood on a high cliff.

Because Du Moyan was shuttling between the two worlds, he was confused for a while, but he felt a little confused, and his body suddenly tightened, Du Moyan frowned, and his waist was locked.

She was surrounded by enchantments, and the chain stopped a finger away from her skirt, and she was a little surprised when she looked at the end of the chain.

Since coming to the Eastern Wilderness, Du Moyan felt that he had met a lot of acquaintances.

However, they are all ill-intentioned acquaintances, such as this one, which can be described as 'enemies'.

"Lord Tanglin? Don't come unharmed. ”

The man's eyebrows moved, just quietly looking at the woman who was locked by himself, her eyebrows and eyes were different from the fairy who was gouged out by himself in his memory, he squinted: "Are you really the daughter of Suhe Fairy?" ”

Du Moyan raised her hand and waved a fan, the chain was broken, she took a step back and smiled softly: "It's rare that you still remember." ”

The one in front of him is the Donglin Pushen who dug up Su and the fairy back then.

Du Moyan sneered in his heart, and the murderous aura in his eyes suddenly appeared, but he somewhat understood that the lock demon tower that he passed by that day ran out of two big people.

It's a coincidence that they are all her enemies of Du Moyan.

"I know a little bit about the incident in the past, have you ever thought that she made the matter as big as the sea so unrelentingly, but the Emperor of Heaven still ignored it for what?" Du Moyan opened his mouth straight to the point, and picked out the scars of the Tanglin Pushen lightly.

Then she saw that his eyes were a little bit devoid of light.

The god of Tanglin Pushen is a beauty.

Although he has a good face, he doesn't like it everyone, and the older generation of the Heavenly Palace doesn't like him very much.

But he is too powerful, and it has only been more than two hundred years since he came out of the Lock Demon Tower, and he has risen to the top with his great military exploits and sat in the position of the governor of the heavenly generals.