The old man smiled faintly and said, "When is the time for retribution? girl, don't let hatred lose your mind." ”

"You don't have a low back pain when you stand and talk, he left the sun, and tried to force me to death several times, today, my husband died under his spell, this hatred, I won't forget it." Among these six realms, it depends on you whether you can fight a draw with this king. "Lingluo Yungong, summon more powerful winds and sword rains, and prepare for war.

Yile floated up to the clouds in despair, and said, "Your husband is gone, is it enough for my son to pay him a life?"

The holy doctor who hurriedly walked below knelt down in front of Liyang, who was injured all over his body, and said sadly: "The minister is incompetent, His Royal Highness the Prince... Dead!"

Ling Luo froze in place instantly, and the anger around him slowly disappeared. Lixi died? He dared to die, he didn't pay off everything he owed her, how could he die?

"My son, he has never failed you, even if he lets him drink the water of forgetfulness, he still only has you in his heart, you don't have to hate him, if you want to blame him, blame him for his identity as the prince of the god realm, and he can't be allowed to have anything to do with your demon world. ”

Ling Luo suddenly opened his hands and laughed like crazy, laughing so hard that tears rippled, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the distance, the whole person fell softly, fell from the sky, and a black shadow hurried over and flew up to catch her. Looking back at the embarrassment of the divine realm, he turned around and floated away.

In the prosperous palace, Lixi was lying on the bed, his face was as white as paper, Yile stood on the side wiping his tears, and the god was too injured and sat motionless at the table. The white-bearded old man sat on the edge of Lixi's bed, his fingers on his pulse, closed his eyes and meditated, he wanted to find a little mystery from the pulse that was gone.

After a while, he let go of Lixi's hand and sighed softly.

"God, is my son still saved?"

"No salvation!"

When Yile heard this, his tears brushed the ground and cried again, Liyang was instantly grief-stricken, he wanted to kill the demon king, but he killed his own son, why did he suffer! The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, he was so angry that his eyes rolled and he fainted. Yile hurriedly ran over to help him, calling the holy doctor, and the scene became a mess.

The old man looked at the person on the bed, smiled faintly, waved his crutches, and when Yile turned around after dealing with the gods, the old man and his son on the bed were gone...

Spring went to winter, year after year, and after more than a hundred years of blood lotus closing, it finally opened again.

The door of the glazed hall opened, and Ling Luo walked out, looking up at the sky, everything was as before. It turns out that everything in this world is just changing into people. I walked far away in the middle of the night, and when I saw the blood-red figure, my heart moved, and I was finally fine.

"Are you feeling better?"

Ling Luo turned his head, looked at him and smiled faintly, and said, "It's good." ”

Accompanied her slowly into the house at midnight, Ling Luo got up and picked up a jade bottle from the dresser, and said, "It is the blood of the immortal bird, which should have been given to you a hundred years ago, but these things happened to make me fall asleep for more than a hundred years." ”

Midnight's eyes turned red, and he said, "When you go to the west, you just take the blood of the immortal bird for me?"

"Yes, this blood is Chihiro's, I owe him too much in my life, he has waited for me for more than 10 million years, and in the end, he is still paying off his debts. ”

"What do you owe me?" Midnight's eyes pressed straight at her, and the latter was shocked, and quickly turned away, saying, "It's nothing, I just see that you are so affectionate and want to help you, nothing else." Go back, Lingyao is still waiting for you!"

Midnight put the jade bottle in her hand and said, "This is useless to Ling Yao, she has been gone for millions of years, and the blood of this immortal bird is only effective for people who have died within seven days." ”

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said, "I really don't know." After speaking, he sent the jade bottle into the blood lotus, and the blood lotus closed again.

"What's next?"

"What else can I plan, naturally I am going to do something that was not done a hundred years ago. ”

"You're going south?"

"Yes!"

"When are you leaving?"

"The sooner the better!"

Midnight didn't speak again, and he also knew a thing or two about her temperament.

When the four elders entered the palace the next day, they realized that the demon king had left, and they shook their heads helplessly at each other...

Lingluo went all the way to the south, and the south end was also an existence outside the Six Realms, she traveled south alone for a few days, got lost, and turned around in the clouds and fog for a long time, and did not turn out. Going south is dangerous, she naturally won't take the nine-headed monster to adventure, now that she thinks about it, it's safer to take it with her.

Lying on the fruit tree and eating the fruit, I was thinking about how to get out of here. Suddenly, there was a small human voice from a distance, she dropped the fruit in her hand and floated out, and a voice represented someone, and she could go out if there was someone.

After a burst of fairy mist, a bronze palace was revealed, and there was a little fairy child standing at the gate, seeing her falling down, he saluted respectfully, and said, "The master said that there is a distinguished guest visiting today, but sister, you?"

"I'm passing by here, I'm lost, and I'm asking the little fairy for guidance. ”

"Sister, come with me first!"

Ling Luo followed the little fairy boy inside, passing by a school martial arts field, and saw more than ten children practicing spells, the youngest was only sixty or seventy years old, and the oldest was at most one hundred and sixty or seventy years old. When everyone saw her, they stopped and watched. Ling Luo suddenly sensed a strong gaze, she followed the induction and looked over, a one hundred and sixty or seventy-year-old boy, looking at her with puzzled eyes, that look made her heart tremble for a hundred years, why did this jade-like young man have the eyes of the person in her heart a hundred years ago?

The young man was also full of doubts, why he would have a sense of déjà vu when he looked at this beautiful woman, and his heart would ache for no reason when he looked at her.

"Zixi, everyone is gone, but I was confused by her beauty? I thought you weren't close to women! It turns out that you haven't met someone you like!" A young man of the same age bumped into him and laughed playfully, and everyone laughed too.

The young man named Zixi blushed, did not speak, and turned to leave.

"Zixi, don't think about her, such a beautiful woman won't like your piece of wood! The young man behind him laughed again, his name is Hua Ming, the teacher who worshipped Zixi on the same day, the senior brother for so many years, he tried his best to tease him to talk, make him laugh, he just didn't speak, didn't play with him, and didn't smile at him.

Lingluo followed the little fairy child into a meditation room, the incense burner was bubbling with wisps of fragrance, it was the smell of Xue Youlan, she remembered Chihiro told her that Xue Youlan was the national flower of the god world.

"Demon King, long time no see!" A deep voice came, Ling Luoyuan overlooked, and an old man with a long beard sat in the main hall, looking at her with a kind face.