Qianli didn't say anything, and was silent and returned Neidan to his place.

At the same time, the blackening value is completely removed.

"Whoa, baby, you're amazing. The big boss's blackening value has really dropped to zero! ”

The first time he completed the task, Huo'er was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he was bold enough to speak.

Shi Huan smiled slightly.

Under the night, the girl's eyes are bright and bright, bright as a pearl, as gentle and beautiful as the wind.

Qianli's blood pupils also slowly bent, her cold big hand supported the back of the girl's neck, her petal-like lips covered the girl's softness, and the two were intertwined.

In the sky, the purple thunder retreated, and the blood moon was neon.

The gray clouds seemed to be filled with a heavy sadness, gloomy and melancholy, hovering overhead, refusing to leave.

"Shi Huan."

Two words, overflowing from the throat of a thousand leaves.

Hoarse, affectionate, nostalgic and reluctant.

Shi Huan's eyes widened, and the pupils that were gradually losing their vitality suddenly regained their vitality like a dead tree in spring.

The four eyes are facing each other, and everything is silent.

"In the future, can I call you like this?"

Qianli said softly, his blood pupils showing unprecedented tenderness.

"Okay."

Tears burst out of his eyes without warning, and Shi Huan stretched out his little hand, wanting to touch the great demon king's prosperous beauty again.

But in a short distance, it seems to be separated by two worlds.

She tried so hard to get closer to him, but she still couldn't reach him.

"Brother Qianli, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm ......"

said that he would be your bride, but he left you alone.

The last words stuck in my heart, and I couldn't say them in the end.

The moment the girl closed her eyes, Qianli grabbed her hanging hand and held it in the palm of her hand.

He slowly lowered his head, his thin lips pressed against the girl's cool skin, and his voice was soft:

"It's okay."

Don't be afraid, kids.

Heaven or hell, my brother will always be there for you.

This night, red rain fell in the sky of the Demon Domain.

On this night, the Demon Venerable and the Demon Queen held a wedding.

On this night, the Demon Venerable Qianli disappeared from the world.

At the bottom of the spiritual pool of the Thousand Machines Palace, Qianli and his bride were wearing black wedding dresses and lying in white shells.

He propped his chin on one hand and looked at the delicate-looking girl with doting eyes.

"Shi Huan," his kiss fell on the girl's smooth and white forehead, and he said in a clear voice:

"I love you, from the moment we meet."

From the moment you walked into my heart, I had no intention of letting you out, and my life could not be ended.

The shell slowly closed, and the two people inside held hands and held hands together to the end of their lives.

At the bottom of the spiritual pool, a large number of manju sawa began to bloom.

These fiery flame-like flowers spread rapidly, covering the entire Thousand Machines Hall, forming an extremely spectacular sea of flowers.

The sea of flowers is surrounded by an impregnable barrier, isolated from the world.

Since then, no one has been able to disturb the peace of this pure land.

Demon Domain, the longevity was ignited by the previous Demon Venerable, advanced into shape, and became the new Demon Venerable.

Terran, Lu Yuanhao became the new patriarch.

This patriarch is handsome and dashing, and his strength is extraordinary, and countless women flock to him.

Sadly, he never married.

Except for official business, he is rarely seen.

No one knew that from time to time, he would go outside the Flower Sea Enchantment of the Demon Domain, looking at the fiery Manzhu Sawa in a daze, and it would be a whole day to look at it.

No one knew that when he dreamed back at midnight, he would always dream of the scene of the girl's bloody battle.

It's just that she in the dream is her, but it doesn't seem to be her.

On the day when the deadline was approaching, he came to the edge of the sea of flowers again and feathered here.

Before he died, looking at the brilliant red flame, he smiled.

Kagura, I believe, you are not dead.

May you wake up with blooming flowers and a spring breeze.