After a lot of hard work and cultivation, I came to this world and walked a trip, but it ended like this. Right now, she just wants to die quickly and end all this pain as soon as possible. In the next life, she doesn't want to cultivate into a human form, she would rather stay under the snowy mountain forever and be that carefree little snowflake.

Her eyes closed slowly, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and in the next life, she wouldn't come to look for him again...

The two worlds of immortals, after the demon king jumped into the flames, they withdrew their troops. After this battle, the demon world suffered a great loss of vitality.

After the four elders returned to the palace, they were all so angry that they vomited blood and were bedridden. This god and immortal world is really too deceitful, and this is the second time that the king of the demon world has been forced to die. In short, this matter can't just be left at that, no matter what, you have to seek justice for the king...

I don't know how long it took, Ling Luo felt a burst of cold liquid fall on him, slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was still alive, the cave was all full of water, raised his hand and looked, the skin on it was like dry bark, and his whole body moved, and it hurt like a heart. Needless to say, the skin on my body is naturally not good.

Bow your head and look at your face on the water... Half an hour later.

"Ahh

The surrounding water rolled like ten thousand waves in an instant with her long roar, and a wave hit and swept her into the water, and the yellow of the whole world hit her, and she couldn't hear any sound.

Maybe just die like this, but it's relieved, and slowly close her eyes in exhaustion, legend has it that after the demon dies, she will return to her original appearance, will she return to the little snowflake under the snowy mountain...

Night Feather stood on the demon slaying platform for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. It was he who killed her, and in the future, he will always carry this hurdle, and he can't let go, and he can't step over. In this life, he will never forgive himself again.

The first seven of the demon king, the demon extermination platform seemed to have made an appointment, and three more people came, the human crown prince Zhao Qi, the demon lord Leng Han, and the prince of the underworld Mo Xun. The three of them didn't communicate much, and they sat quietly in front of the summoning platform they had set up, closing their eyes and meeting their spirits.

There has always been an ancient legend in the Six Realms, the legend that the first seven are the last time the soul of the deceased returns to nature, and if she sees someone, she will always remember him, and she will also cultivate a lifelong relationship with that person.

There was not a single human voice on the demon slaying platform, only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves. The crowd slowly closed their eyes and prayed quietly. After dawn, they began to leave one after another.

As soon as the first seven days of the demon king passed, the fairy prince Ye Yu seemed to evaporate from the world, and there was no trace from then on.

Yile looked at his son who had been in a coma on the bed and couldn't stop crying, it's been a year and a half, people have been in a coma, and the breath is getting weaker and weaker. The holy doctor said that his three souls were long gone, and the faint aura left behind was only one of the six spirits sealed in his body by the Divine Venerable at the last moment, and it did not disperse. If you want him to wake up, you must find the three souls and five spirits that he has already scattered in the Six Realms, and the Divine Venerable summons the elders of the Divine Realm to seek a way to save him day and night. She kept watch day and night, just because she was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, his life would be gone.

The demon world held a national funeral ten years later, everywhere was white, in the city of hundred flowers, the people knelt all over the street, and on the heavenly steps, hundreds of officials knelt layer by layer. Because the demon king died young, there are no descendants, and if the new demon king is born, there will be a hint on the demon world Tongtian mirror, since the demon king Lingluo went, the Tongtian mirror has no hint at all, just like an ordinary mirror, it seems that the new demon king has not come. The demon realm has begun the period of the four elders to support their power again.

In a gloomy cave, cowering a dark shadow, she didn't know how she got here, and she was here when she woke up. She tried to get out of the hole, only to find that her skin would burn if she came into contact with the sun. She could only stay in this dark cave and survive.

Human nature is like this, no matter how desperate before, there is still an instinctive desire to live. Like her, when she is thirsty, she will drink water from the river that crosses the middle of the cave, and when she is hungry, she will catch a fish. She turned the leaves into black veils, wrapped herself tightly, and occasionally went out for a walk at night, picking a few fruits, looking at the moon and stars in the sky, and trying to slowly begin to soothe the hatred in her heart.

She thought that she would be here for the rest of her life, but one day, suddenly the water washed into the cave a little boy with clear eyebrows, eight or nine years old, his eyes were closed, and he had long been unable to breathe. The child is in the human world, and in the end, she used her demon king's Neidan to save him. Only then did I know that the realm where I was located was the human realm.

Under her careful care, the boy woke up on the third day. She was afraid that her appearance would scare the other party, and she only dared to show her eyes all the time. The little boy was only puzzled by the day he first woke up, and he got used to it in the days that followed.

He was very fond of following her and chattering, and he was full of childish nature. He told her that his name was Nan Qingchen, which means light as floating dust. His father said that when he was a child, fortune tellers said that he was not easy to support, so he gave him this name. He also told her that his family had a lot of houses, a lot of beautiful clothes, a lot of good food, and a lot of servants. He said that when he healed from his injury, he would take her back with him, give her a comfortable house, wear beautiful clothes, eat delicious food, and let many people take care of her...

She never spoke, just listened to him, and slowly felt that this day was not so difficult.

Time passed day by day, Nan Qingchen developed a habit, that is, he liked to sleep with her, he said that she had a fragrance on her body, like the lotus fragrance in his pool.

She didn't care too much, she was just a child, maybe she was afraid of the darkness in the hole.

One day, she suddenly found that the clothes she had given him had become shorter on him, and she knew that he had grown taller, and counted on her fingers, and the child had been here for more than a year. It stands to reason that his injuries should have healed a long time ago, and the life span of the people of the human world is not comparable to her, they have only been better for a few decades, and it seems that it is time for him to send him away.

For the first time, she said what she meant, and her voice seemed to have been damaged by the fire, and she was a little hoarse. Nan Qingchen looked at her in surprise for a long time, and said, "It turns out that you can speak, I always thought you couldn't speak!"