Demonic nature is difficult to eliminate, and evil roots are difficult to eliminate.

Going berserk, even he was afraid of himself......

Day 5.

Quan Xiao seemed to finish painting, and showed him the long, long painting around the enchantment.

"You said you forgot, so I'll show you our life." Quan Xiao looked at him, like a simple teenager who had not been hurt.

Cang Lin looked indifferent, just looking at him.

Hehe.

At this moment, a blank face is the best expression.

Sure enough, he saw a flash of loss that the young man's eyes couldn't hide.

Canglin's face was cold and there was no crack, but his heart ached for a while.

Even when he was injured by the Spirit King and the Eighteen Arhats, it was less than one ten-thousandth of the distress at this time.

"Woo Moon Hyun, how did you feel when you first met me?" This time, he didn't call him Quanxiao, after the words fell, he turned his eyes slightly, glanced at the distance full of snow, and fell into the dark and soft eyes of memory, "The first time I saw him, I knew the so-called love at first sight in this world, the so-called love at first sight, the so-called love at first sight, the so-called love can't help but be what, even if the world doesn't want to see me, even if the world thinks I'm ruthless, unrighteous and heartless, I can't wait to peel my skin, cramp and crush my corpse, and scatter my soul, only that person thinks I'm the best, and I feel that I'm unique and indispensable in this world...... But why don't I think so? I am a demon, I am evil, I only want one person to bear everything, and I never want to implicate him......"

"You say what's the use of you staying here, but it's just to stay here to get my eyes on it. The Demon King also has a heart and understands love, but it is not Quanxiao who loves......" he said.

Every sentence is a headache in my heart.

However, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, thinking of the person who looked like a teenager at first, and then turned into a middle-aged handsome uncle with slightly frosty sideburns, and finally reached a little old man with gray hair.

The love of the world is mostly due to the decline of color and relaxation, and it is because the hypocritical women in the world always like to ask their lovers: When I am old, do you still love me?

When you are young, sweet talk.

When you get old, love dissipates.

He also thought that it would be like this, and he always accompanied Yu Wenhyun with peace of mind, thinking in his heart that in the future, when he is old, he must not like him so much.

However, I later learned that this man, he couldn't let go of it day by day, even if he became wrinkled.

It turns out that when you are old, I still love you deeply.

"yes, it's just ...... It's not me who you love......" Quan Xiao stared at him in a daze, even if it was just looking at his side face, but he also showed all the tenderness that appeared for the lover he said.

Syllable......

The drawing paper in his hand fell to the ground.

In the next moment, he waved his hand and reduced it to nothing.

I turned my back and waited for a long time, thinking that I would cry.

However, he remembered in a trance that he was the king of ghosts, and there were no tears.

He opened his mouth to tell the demon king that this bastard was no longer serving

However, I can't say it.

He raised his hand and put away the barrier, he stood still, motionless, the wind and snow were very strong, blowing his cheeks like a knife, but his heart was already twitching with pain, so that he could not care about the frost that had congealed on his cheeks.

After a long time, he pursed his dry lips, and his voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry, I'm in the way of your eyes......" He took a big stride, and he left in the wind and snow.