Who would have thought that after a big circle, I would return to this mountain, this valley.

It is still a wooden door bamboo garden, and it is still a sea of butterflies.

It's ironic enough to think about.

But these days are rare and idle.

No one will regard me as a demon, no longer have to listen to the ghosts crying and wolf howling outside, in this valley, there will always be an endless sea of flowers, and there will always be colorful butterflies.

It's like being in a dream that you will never wake up to, and you are so drunk that you forget the sins in yourself.

Mortals are often absent.

When I came back, I was always stained with blood.

At this time, it will remind me that everything that happened before was not a dream, the demon god was really born, and this world has finally become a crazy slaughtering field.

How much grudge and hatred there are in the demon's body, in the netherworld, I more or less understand.

They have been in the dark for too long, and once they are given a chance, they will unleash their fury and devour everything.

……

On this night, the moonlight of Cangling Peak was like water, and it was so white that it was sacred.

Lying in bed, I couldn't sleep.

It seems that at this point, I don't know what I really want in my heart. Every day I open my eyes and close my eyes, I am still in this world.

A figure pressed down in the darkness.

The bed was slightly sunken, the futon was lifted, and a cold man lay in.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my back, exhaling with a faint scent of Sanskrit and a faint smell of blood.

I was slightly stunned: "Are you injured?" ”

“…… Well. He buried his head in my hair, rubbed it gently, and snorted.

For some reason, I felt that he seemed a little fragile at the moment.

I was a little surprised when this thought crossed my mind.

This mortal ...... It can't be said that he is a mortal, now he is the god of war above 10,000 people under one person in the fairy world, and he is respected by the Li Immortal Venerable, who has killed countless demons and made countless meritorious achievements, and is admired by the world.

He is powerful. Once upon a time, whenever I saw him, he was always breezy and calm, as if the world was under control, and nothing could make him panic.

But at this moment, I really felt his vulnerability.

"You...... What's wrong? He hugged me tightly, and his cold hand was on my waist, so that I could not turn back to see him for a while.

He didn't speak, his faint breath sprayed on the back of his neck, cold and itchy.

"Are you okay?" He didn't answer, and I could only keep asking.

Suddenly, he reached out and pulled off the hem of my shirt and groped my back.

I shuddered, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

His hand is so cold, and my back is a sensitive part of me, so I subconsciously want to avoid his hand.

But suddenly I heard him say: "Xiaoxiao, I have a way to help you pull out the lock demon nail." ”

I was stunned, but I didn't dodge.

After a pause, he said again: "Xiaoxiao, if I help you pull out the nails, will you disappear again?" ”

I was slightly frightened, and my palms were sweating.

These days...... He's a mortal, it's so strange.

Listening to his low question, I muttered for a moment, "No." ”

He seemed happy to get my affirmation. He rubbed me into his arms, and in the darkness I could see his starry eyes.

"You said, don't go."

"Well, don't go." I'm so weird.

These mortals are really like children. Just a few words actually made him as happy as eating honey.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sleepy." He said lazily.

"Sleep." I sighed faintly.

He put his arms around me, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep. In my ears was the sound of his steady breathing.

But I didn't feel sleepy.

I don't know what mortals have experienced outside and why they have changed