Chapter 130: Old Memories Become Paintings (26)

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Haolian City Demon Clan Demon Cave.

Although it is said to be the palace of the demon race, it is self-consistent with the "demon", but the demon clan in the ancient capital of Haolian is not the "evil" that people expect, but the blood of the ancient demon god is circulating in the body, and the water tribe and the dragon clan are no different.

The magnificent Mojing Cave does not show the slightest cold atmosphere. Like all the palaces in the world, the watchtowers are painted, the bamboo forest is shaded, and the colorful glazed tiles are carved with flying dragons and phoenixes. The center of the Demon Cave is the main hall, the residence of the Mo clan of the demon kings of the past dynasties. The golden roof of the palace and the red door, this antique style, make people feel solemn spontaneously. At the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate, there is a black gold silk nanmu plaque, and there are three big characters "Tongxin Palace" inscribed on it. The name of the Tongxin Hall is newly changed by the contemporary demon king Mode, which is very simple, taking the meaning of "eternal union and concentricity", in order to show the love of the demon king Mode and the queen Han Yiyun for a lifetime. Around the main hall, the ancient trees are towering, the green trees are shady, the red walls and yellow tiles are splendid. The singing and dancing in the hall are leveled, and the sleeves are fluttering; The bell rings and the chime is struck, and the music is melodious. The sandalwood lit on the pedestal was smoky. Deep palace, erosion and drunkenness, the decay of human nature.

Everything, just like the palaces in the world, is luxurious and decaying. The glazed tile heavy eaves roof, the vermilion lacquer door, and the same pedestal, how many kings of the past dynasties have been tied. led to the overthrow of the dynasty, the people were displaced, and the world changed to his surname. There is a saying, "Feng Shui takes turns", and the king who looks down on the world should also take turns to be the one who has talents. And the strange thing is that the Mo clan is like the descendants of the gods, and they have been born from generation to generation, and they have been sitting on the demon clan for thousands of years. Until the hands of the contemporary demon king Mode, he entered his most powerful era, and even the descendants of the sea god, the water tribe, were to be left behind, not to mention the dragon clan who were obsessed with aesthetic art. In the first decades. The Demon King Mode is friendly with the surrounding tribes, and the envoys are constantly coming and going, and he has won a good reputation among the three major clans. It's just that in the last few decades, I don't know if it's the greed of the people's hearts or the drive of **, the hard-working demon lord Mode has also fallen and corrupted like the last monarch, and the battles around him have been endless, causing the people to complain, and all ethnic groups are dissatisfied.

Still, when a country is strong, it will inevitably embark on the path of external expansion. There is no such thing as a "ceremonial state" forever. The temporary ritual was just a build-up of explosive power.

On the golden throne of the Tongxin Palace, leaning on the legendary Demon King Mode. At this time, it was no longer the time to go to court, and he was still sitting upright. The body is stiff, the pupils are dilated, and there is no expression on the face. The face of the demon king was grayish-white, filled with a trace of death, and he couldn't see the heroic posture that guided the world back then. It's like an old man who is about to die. On his lap, there was a woman in red who was very enchanting, her head resting on the legs of the demon king, her eyes slightly closed, and her small feet swaying leisurely in the air. She was undoubtedly extremely beautiful, so bewitching red. The three words of "Tongxin Palace" are dripping blood, and they will be united forever, what a beautiful word. engraved an eternal oath, but the woman beside her was no longer Han Yiyun of the past. Behind her, stood two women with very similar faces, one green and one white. The person in Tsing Yi has a dull face. Standing with a sword; The one in white is pale and has a vermilion mouth.

The breeze flowed, and the blood-colored veil was lifted slightly, and half of it was lifted. Mo Ruowei returned in purple, looking at the scene in front of her, she closed her eyelids helplessly, and her feet became dignified. When the woman in white behind Bing Ningxue saw it, her face was a little happy, and she wanted to catch up, but when she moved slightly, she leaned over and was a mouthful of blood. Mo Ruowei raised her eyes and motioned for her to stop.

Mo Ruowei lifted the curtain and stepped into the inner room, her light purple beautiful eyes did not leave half a point for the bewitching woman.

Bing Ningxue brushed her hair, her eyes were contemptuous, the corners of her lips slowly curled, and she laughed, "Princess." ”

She didn't seem to hear, and her steps didn't freeze for half a minute.

"Do you want to save your brother?" The wind was light and light, and it came into Mo Ruowei's heart, but it was like a heavy hammer, splashing majestic water. Her body trembled a little, and she turned around, "Yes." ”

only heard the "pop" twice, and the loud slap fell on Mo Ruowei's face without warning, and the strength was so strong that she turned her head sideways and vomited vermilion.

"Don't fight back if you want to." The woman on the golden throne shook her wrist that was a little painful, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, her phoenix eyebrows were slightly raised, and she snorted softly, which was to press back the doomsday monarch who was almost out of the sheath in Mo Ruowei's sleeve.

"Girl, how can you be rude?" Zhu Lip opened lightly, and reminded lazily, "Take 10,000 steps back, this palace is also a demon king, the Ming media is marrying, and the queen who was canonized in person, my princess - child, don't forget your duty." ”

Mo Ruowei turned her head, laughed hideously, raised her hand to wipe away the blood gushing out of the corner of her mouth, and then closed her eyes and knelt on one knee, "Queen Chitose." ”

"Hahahaha......" The bewitching woman's laughter echoed in the empty palace, adding a bit of wildness. That kind of laughter was like a sharp knife, piercing into Mo Ruowei's eardrums, engraved in her heart, and smashed it hard, almost dripping blood.

"You're going to see him?" Feng Mei raised lightly, bringing out a bit of blame that could not be concealed, hiding his face in a trance, and laughing, "I forgot about this palace, my little princess is also at the age of falling in love." ”

"Are you afraid that he will marry the third lady of the Zhu family?" Bing Ningxue raised her hand, a crystal ball looming in her palm, and her eyebrows were raised, "It's just a deception, it's just a game, why take it so seriously, the princess is moved?" ”

Although Mo Ruowei bowed her head, her light purple eyes covered by her long hair suddenly moved, and she flew forward and snatched the crystal ball in her hand. Bing Ningxue didn't dodge, she let go of her hand and let her take it.

"What if you get it, if you can open the thousand-year-old ice prison that God has knotted, why should you lock up your amazing brother? It took a lot of effort to catch him. Bing Ningxue sneered and spread her hands, "Take it, my little princess." ”

Mo Ruowei gritted her teeth and calmed down the look on her face as much as possible. took a step forward and handed the crystal ball into Bing Ningxue's hands.

Bing Ningxue didn't say much, and stretched out her hands to her, straight to the point, "What I want." ”

"I can't get it." Mo Ruowei closed her eyes, concise and clear.

The shallow smile on the bewitching woman's face gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a cold coldness to the bone. She took her skirt and walked slowly off the throne, staring directly at Mo Ruowei, "My princess, this time, you made me lose face in front of Xuanniao." The red nails gently lifted Mo Ruowei's chin, and her gaze became cold inch by inch, "No matter what, the princess should always give me an explanation." ”

"Hahaha." Mo Ruowei brushed away the frivolous fingertips with one hand and let out a long laugh, "What kind of explanation does the queen want?" If you can't beat it, if you don't believe it, the queen can try it herself. ”

"What do you want you to do, incompetent general?" Glimpsing Mo Ruowei's contemptuous expression, Bing Ningxue was really uncomfortable in her heart, and she wanted to be slapped in the face, but Mo Ruowei grabbed her wrist and sneered, "If that's the case, kill me." ”

Bing Ningxue withdrew her hand and flicked her sleeves angrily, "Do you think I don't want to kill you?" ”

Mo Ruowei raised her eyes, her purple eyes smiled slyly, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't, and I don't dare." ”

"It cost so much, and even designed to capture my brother, if I could, my life would not be saved today." Mo Ruowei flicked her sleeves, her eyes were contemptuous, and she flowed around the bewitching woman a few times, and then turned around and went back to the palace.

Bing Ningxue stared at his eyes, smiled indifferently, turned back to lean on the golden throne, and closed his eyes. It was as if a piece of snow had appeared in front of me, so pure white and spotless. She suddenly felt a little nostalgic, pulled a handful of hair between her lips, and tasted a trace of blood in her mouth. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and between the bewitching lips, there was a bend of bitterness.

Above the moonlight, the June sun was still raging, scorching the land and almost smoking. The cicadas on the tall trees couldn't hold back, squeaked and screamed, and their throats were broken, and they couldn't call back Ganlin. Jiang An was dressed in white, standing beside the small bridge and flowing water, looking at the red fish chasing at the bottom of the pool, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

He closed his eyelids, and missed Mo Ruowei a little. The beautiful woman with purple eyes and purple hair in the ring that day, is it Ah Wei? Is that what she is? The scars on her face...... Did the Phantom King also help remove it? She should have been a woman who had fallen into the country, if she hadn't been so badly injured. She...... Did she also know martial arts? Or in the past three years, I have encountered strange people and strange things to become what I am today? Jiang An lowered her head, her heart was a little abrupt, Rongcheng had only been separated for three years, and she must not have remembered all kinds of past.

Qiu Feng didn't know when he stood behind Jiang An, raised his hand on his shoulder, patted him a few times, raised his eyebrows and said, "When will you leave?" ”

Jiang An chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and didn't look back, "What's the matter, Brother Qiu Feng finally couldn't help it and gave an eviction order?" ”

"You ......" Qiu Feng hammered Jiang An a few times, so angry that he couldn't speak for a while. After a long time, he coughed a few times, "Brother Mu Yu is not looking for your flowery wife?" His voice was a little abrupt, "This...... The rivers and lakes are sinister, and the girl's family is out alone, it's really ......"

"Brother Qiu Feng is too worried." Jiang An turned his head and sighed, lowered his eyebrows and said, "The world is impermanent, let's leave tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow?" Qiu Feng was a little surprised, "Are you in a hurry?" ”

Jiang An stared at Qiu Feng's flickering eyes, and sighed helplessly, he couldn't tell whether the man in front of him was pretentious or insistent on keeping it.

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