The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends dusk flowers to fall. The wind is dry, and the tears are left. If you want to write about your heart, you will be oblique in your monologue.

Yan Ji sat on the sloping railing in a daze, with a trace of tears on her beautiful face.

Her heart, desperate and aggrieved, was filled with deep resentment.

In this world, the most elusive thing is the human heart.

And the heart of a lover is the most unpredictable.

They could have been as passionate as fire yesterday, and perhaps today they will be as cold as water.

The most despicable is not emotional, the coolest is not people's hearts, and human nature is roughly the same.

The autumn wind rises, the dead leaves fall, and the autumn rain is thin and cool, just like Yanji's mood at this time.

Although the sky is cold, but it is not as cold as people's hearts, Yan Ji at this time is really as cold as water, and she is desperate for the ruthless Demon Emperor.

These days, Yan Ji saw that the Demon Emperor had a bad complexion, so she made nourishing soup every day and served it to the Demon Emperor herself.

However, to her disappointment, the Demon Emperor locked herself in her room and cultivated frantically, not even giving her a chance to meet.

Yan Ji was completely heartbroken, and she was truly disappointed in the Demon Emperor.

Gong E Yuhuan saw that Yan Ji was sullen and her face was full of sadness, so she persuaded on the side: "Madam, the weather is cold and cold, you better go into the house." Besides, Jun will wake up after a while, so you can prepare more clothes for him. ”

Yan Ji's godless beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, as if a person walking in the dark suddenly saw a little light, and her heart was instantly filled with countless hopes.

Yan Ji's cold heart became warm, and infinite warmth ignited in her heart.

She nodded and said, "Okay, tomorrow, we will go to Qingqiu City to buy fabrics, and I will prepare more clothes for the child." ”

Since then, Yan Ji has never gone to the Demon Emperor again.

All her thoughts are on preparing clothes for her son after he wakes up.

Yan Ji was like an ancient tree in spring, suddenly full of vitality, and the whole person became beaming and radiant.

In just one month, Yan Ji prepared countless baby clothes, thick, thin, short, long, underwear, outerwear, one-year-old, two-year-old, three-year-old...... Spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are all in every season, and a room full of them is prepared.

Yan Ji takes the palace e's jade ring every day, hides in the house all day long, prepares all kinds of clothes for the child who is about to wake up, like a demon, indulges in it, and is very happy.

Wu Xian walked in from the outside and couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the palace ladies flowing like water, carrying all kinds of fabrics into Yan Ji's bedroom.

Whether the Demon Emperor's child can wake up is still a question.

It is also unknown when he will wake up. Maybe it's decades, maybe it's hundreds of years, maybe even more than a thousand years.

Now, Yan Ji is like a demon, frantically preparing clothes for the child, which can be regarded as finding sustenance for the spirit.

Wu Xian stood at the door of the Demon Emperor's dormitory, knocked lightly, and waited for the Demon Emperor's answer.

The Demon Emperor said in a deep voice, "Come in." ”

Gong E helped Wu Xian push open the door, and Wu Xian walked into the Demon Emperor's bedroom.

In the Shangyuan Palace, the Demon Emperor had just finished cultivating, and his palm was holding the delicate and small Fuxi Pagoda.

Although the Demon Emperor could not enter the first to seventh layers of the Fuxi Pagoda, he had absorbed endless spiritual energy from the eighth floor of the Fuxi Pagoda.

Now, the demonic power in his body is even more majestic and vast, and the black qi is permeated, the demonic power is shaking, and the momentum is very terrifying.

His lips became more and more dark, and his eerie peach blossom eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and his color was cold and ruthless, which was terrifying.

Under his eyes, there are two big panda eyes, as if he hasn't slept well for a long time.

A vertical line on his forehead protruded a lot, making his face handsome

Rong, it looks a little weird, very bewitching and violent.

The more the Demon Emperor used the Fuxi Tower, the more violent aura in his body grew.

In the heart of the Demon Emperor, there seemed to be countless brutal thoughts surging, roaring and rushing in his mind, making his heart full of ruthless killing.

Today's Demon Emperor's face looks cruel and ruthless, and it is gloomy and indifferent, which is terrifying.

Wu Xian walked in slowly, and when he saw the cold gaze of the Demon Emperor, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Such a demon emperor was something he had never seen before.

Wu Xian suddenly felt that the Demon Emperor at this time looked extremely unfamiliar, which made his heart tremble.

Wu Xian cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, how does your body feel after you finish cultivating?" In the early hours of this morning, her subordinates received a secret letter from Nalan Meidai, although she had not yet found the Seventh-Order Yuan Shen Pill, she brought good news. ”

The Demon Emperor asked coldly, "What's the news?" ”

Wu Xian replied more carefully: "Nalan Meidai heard Wu Xian say that Mingyue is a god clan. ”

The Demon Emperor's blood-red eyes suddenly stared at Wu Xian, his face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he didn't speak.

Wu Xian carefully considered what he wanted to say, suddenly knelt down, and said, "Your Majesty, I have discussed with several Dharma Protectors, and everyone agrees that if Mingyue is really a god race, then this is a great time for the demon race to rise again. It's better for you to take away the Xuanyin Flood, so that you can become the emperor of the three worlds of the human race, the demon race, and the demon race. ”

The Demon Emperor looked at Wu Xian coldly, his face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping water, and the words he said made Wu Xian's body cold: "Wu Xian, do you want to die?" ”

Mingyue is the secret of the Protoss, and he already knew it when Mingyue sneaked into Qingqiu Palace.

The bright moon in this world was once his savior.

And the bright moon in her previous life was Fluttershy.

Fluttershy is the love of his ruthless past life.

In her previous life, Fluttershy, in order to save her, regardless of her own life and death, once jumped into the sea of fire in Shennong Ding without hesitation, just to save a trace of his primordial spirit.

No matter how cruel and tyrannical he is, he has a pure land for her in his heart.

In that pure land, there is the beautiful girl who once jumped into the fire desperately to save him.

The Demon Emperor touched the pain in his heart, and said silently, "Fluttershy, you have been living in seclusion in the wounds of the deity for many years. The deity has let go of heaven and earth, but has never let go of you. The thousands of mountains and rivers of the deity's life are up to you to say goodbye one by one. After all, you still forgot about me. However, I have always loved you deeply, what do you want me to do? What should I do? ……”

Wu Xian looked at the terrifying Demon Emperor, trembled with fright, kowtowed desperately, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Fluttershy...... Mingyue, there is still half a year to get married to Feng Chengcheng, are you really willing to watch your beloved woman marry someone else? ”

The Demon Emperor's face turned pale for a while, and he trembled.

Wu Xian kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, Mingyue is a god clan, even if you take away her Yuan Shen and her Xuanming Flood power, she will not hurt her life, at most she will lose her memory and become stupid." In this way, wouldn't she be able to accompany the king every day and never leave the king again? Your Majesty, the contradiction between man and demon has been difficult to coordinate since ancient times, either you die or I die, please focus on the overall situation, you must think twice! ”

The Demon Emperor's body was sudden, with a pair of blood-red peach blossom eyes, looking directly at Wu Xian, his face was unpredictable, his whole body was full of demonic energy, and the whole person seemed to be on the verge of outburst.

Wu Xian gritted his teeth and continued, "If you plan to give up on Fluttershy, of course your subordinates won't have any opinions. It's just that Fluttershy's immortal power has now reached the second heaven of the Divine Realm, and the power of the Mysterious Flood is about to awaken. Suppose, she passes the method of double cultivation

, Give half of the strength of the Xuanming Flood to Feng Chengcheng, then, it is conceivable that the fate of the demon clan will ......"

The Demon Emperor trembled with anger, raised his hand to the desk is palm, and suddenly roared: "Enough! ”

The desk snapped in response to the sound, instantly turned into powder, scattered everywhere, and floated everywhere.

Wu Xian was so frightened that he shivered, and looked at it tremblingly, at this time, the Demon Emperor, who was so angry that his face was hideous and his demonic power was surging wildly, he didn't dare to say a word more.

He has already finished what he should say, as for how the Demon Emperor chooses and how to do it, it will be up to the Demon Emperor.

At this time, the Demon Emperor was furious, and his face was hideous and painful.

A dark black tornado swirled wildly around the Demon Emperor, carrying a trace of earth-destroying energy, which made Wu Xian's heart tremble.

The Demon Emperor is now frequently retreating and cultivating, and his demonic power seems to have improved a lot.

The Demon Emperor felt a buzzing in his head, and the Divine Court acupoint tingled incomparably, as if there were countless sounds, echoing inside:

"There is still half a year to get married to Feng Chengcheng"

"There is still half a year to get married to Feng Chengcheng"

"There is still half a year to get married to Feng Chengcheng"

……

The Demon Emperor held his head and took a few steps back in pain, the black tornado raged even more violently, and the tables and chairs in the room all floated, hitting each other with a loud "bang" sound.

Wu Xian was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, are you, are you okay?" ”

The Demon Emperor held his head in pain, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

He staggered back a few steps, sat on the chair with his butt, and for a moment the true qi in his body was in turmoil, his face was pale and bloodless, and the red vertical lines on his forehead were even more prominent.

A heart beating wildly, making him upset and uncomfortable.

Wu Xian looked at the Demon Emperor worriedly, and his heart rose to his throat.

I don't know how long it took, the Demon Emperor slowly collected the surging demonic power.

The Demon Emperor said lightly: "Wu Xian, you go out, the deity wants to be alone and quiet." ”

Wu Xian opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything, and walked out dejectedly.

The Demon Emperor trembled his hands, adjusting the demonic power in his body, trying to calm the true qi surging in the immortal veins.

However, that true qi was tyrannical and abnormal, rampaging through his body, making his immortal veins almost burst, and he couldn't calm down at all.

The Demon Emperor only felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, a stinging pain in his head, dizziness for a while, a blackness in front of his eyes for a while, and a fishy sweet breath rushed straight to his throat.

The Demon Emperor raised his head and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dark red blood, the blood was miserable, like a flower blooming, poignant and gorgeous.

The Demon Emperor's eyes suddenly became blood-red like a ghost, and there was a crazy light shining in them.

The Demon Emperor staggered to his feet and smiled sadly, "Fluttershy, do you really plan to marry Feng Tingcheng?" When I think of you and him being sweet day by day, my heart aches. Fluttershy, what should the deity do with you, or will you lose your memory and stay with the deity every day? ……”

Wu Xian walked to the outside of the Shangyuan Hall with his head down, and Zhu Yan and Yujin were anxiously waiting there.

The two looked at Wu Xian, who was depressed, and asked nervously, "Wu Xian, what did the king say?" ”

Wu Xian shook his head dejectedly and said, "Alas, it's difficult. ”

Zhu Wei gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "There are three days left, which is Chinese New Year's Eve, the day when the demon beast attacks." Let's start with a war between humans and demons. As for how you plan to treat Mingyue, I think you will definitely have your own ideas. ”

Wu Xian sighed deeply and said, "I'm afraid that the king can't bear it." ”

Yu Jin smiled cruelly: "We can provoke the contradiction between humans and demons first, and we have done what should be done." As for the result, let's take it one step at a time. ”