Ghost Diaotang looked at the ghost and was disgusted, as if he wanted to see the shadow of someone else from the person in front of him.

But the ghost was drenched in blood all over his body, and his face was already blurred, and it was difficult to get a glimpse of his former appearance.

The Demon King lowered his eyes and was silent.

The day Jiang Yiru found out the identity of the Demon Clan, his first reaction was not anger, but panic.

The woman who used to always snuggle up to him and coquettish to be with him for the rest of her life, with the fear of the six gods and no master on her face, she said: "You are actually a demon ......"

Ghost Diaotang took a step forward, wanting to appease her, but Jiang Yiru took a step back, looking at him like a flood beast.

The woman was weak and timid, but she packed her bags as soon as she learned his identity, she stood in front of the ghost, and her tone was incomprehensibly cold: "Between you and me, this is the end, there is no need to make mistakes again and again." ”

"Wrong?" He looked at his empty hand, and for the first time in his life he felt dazed.

"You are a demon, I am a human race, there is a difference between humans and demons, the past love, until today. My father has found a family for me, and he will get married next month. She said.

The Jiang family is a well-known and wealthy businessman in the local area, and he wants to marry Jiang Yiru's person to go forward. The old man of the Jiang family had long been dissatisfied with his daughter's relationship with an unidentified monk of his, and Jiang Yiru agreed to marry him, and immediately settled the family matter.

He knew that Jiang Yiru was weak and timid on the surface, but his heart was extremely resolute and enthusiastic, otherwise he would not have been entrusted with his life just by a few faces. He is a demon, and his woman is now going to be someone else's wife, if he wants, he can kill all the people in the city and bring Jiang Yiru back to Black Rock City.

But his plan was dispelled when he saw Jiang Yiru's eyes.

Her gaze was defensive and vigilant, there was no doubt that if Ghost Diaotang really did this, Jiang Yiru would hate him for the rest of his life.

So he said lightly: "You don't have to leave, I'll just go." ”

He left his Sun and Moon Flag to Jiang Yiru, and only said: "If you encounter danger, or if you want to see me, open this flag, and I will come to you." ”

Jiang Yiru lowered her head and didn't look at him.

Ghost Diaotang took a deep look at her and turned to leave.

He returned to Black Rock City, and at first, he hoped that if Jiang Yiru could open the Sun and Moon Banner, their relationship would continue. Later, as the time went by, for a year or two, without any movement, he gradually understood that Jiang Yiru might never open that flag again in his life.

She didn't want to see him anymore, and between the two of them, the fate was over.

Ghost Diao Tang devoted all his mental energy to cultivation, he became the tenth demon king of Black Rock City, busy every day, and gradually, he never thought of Jiang Yiru again.

That delicate little flower has been stripped from the life of the Demon King, this is nature, and the barren land of the Black Stone Mountain cannot grow vivid colors. And as a demon, his nature is affection and ruthlessness in his bones. Even if Jiang Yiru didn't find out his identity back then, even if she didn't want to break off her relationship with him back then, the two of them might not be able to go to the end.

The demons are cold, and they have always been like this. The love is deep and shallow, and it has long been doomed.

In the wilderness, the demon king's green shirt is gentle, condensed here, becoming an incompatible scenery.

The ghost hated but chuckled: "You say, she left you?" ”

He wiped the blood from his lips and said lightly: "Then do you know that not long after she got married, she was found to be pregnant, and she was severely beaten and imprisoned by her husband's family, forcing her to ask her about the whereabouts of her adulterer." ”

The ghost carving tang was stunned.

"In order to protect me in her belly, she desperately escaped from the house and hid in the mountain village, not daring to go out for the rest of her life, and had no chance to get that flag again."

The ghost looked at him sarcastically: "You keep saying that you love her, and you took the initiative to leave for her good, since you love her so much, for so many years, why don't you go back and take a look and inquire?" As soon as you look back, you'll know what kind of life she lived! She and I wouldn't have fallen to where we are now! ”

There was silence all around.

Ghost Diaotang did not speak.

Why didn't he look back? Why did Jiang Yiru say that he broke off his feelings, he left the things to Jiang Yiru, and immediately simply turned around and returned to Black Rock City. Is it because he knows that the combination of the demon race and the human race will not give birth to an heir, so he has never doubted that Jiang Yiru will be pregnant? Is it because he feels that Jiang Yiru has a strong temperament, and once she decides something, the nine cows can't pull it back, and forcing her will only make her depressed for the rest of her life? Or is it because he thinks that Jiang Yiru has followed a mortal husband, and Qin Se and Ming Baitou will grow old together for the rest of their lives than they can have a happy ending with him?

Neither.

He never thought about fighting for it, nor did he think about lowering his proud head for Jiang Yiru. In his heart, self-esteem is better than love, perhaps when he and Jiang Yiru were together at the beginning, he already had a premonition of tragic separation.

In the final analysis, he loves Jiang Yiru more than he loves himself.

After a long time, the Demon King spoke softly: "I'm sorry. ”

The ghost looked at him coldly.

"You have suffered all these years." He looked at the ghost.

The ghost tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if trying to pull a smile. It's just that smile is more ugly than crying.

From the moment he learned about his background, he gave everything and returned to Black Rock City to find his father.

In fact, he didn't want father and son to recognize each other. Perhaps, he just wanted to ask for his mother, for himself, why did he abandon them back then?

He wanted to hear the answer, even if it was just an excuse, and with an excuse, he could convince himself. At least they are not the one who was abandoned, at least when their father left, there was something unspeakable back then.

All his fantasies were ruthlessly shattered when he met Painted Pigu, and in the mighty river of Black Rock City, he lost the most important person in his life.

He has nothing, and his heart is extremely resentful, he killed all the ghosts in the Shura Ghost Path, awakened the bloodline of the demon king, and then entered the Black Rock City.

The two Buddha wheels in the five-wheel pagoda could not modify the destined ending for him, he lost his mother and Xiaochun, so he dedicated himself to Xiao Yuanzhu, and even lost himself.

He doesn't have any thoughts about living, the only thing he wants to do is to drag the world to death. Let the monstrous flood cover everything, let all the damned "rules" in this world disappear, and he will reformulate the rules and become the ruler of the world.

From the mouth of the ghost, he vomited blood in a big gulp, his golden eyes were not as bright as before, and the power of the demon yuan in his body was slowly dissipating.

In fact, even if Hairpin doesn't take away his Xiao Yuanzhu, he won't live long. Cultivating the Ten Thousand Ghosts Shura Dao is a self-destructive exercise, and the higher his cultivation, the more serious the damage. One day, he will be devoured by those roaring remnants, and will be completely reduced to a puppet of remnants, one of the figures in the snow-white umbrella.

It's just a doomed ending.

------Off topic------

Regarding the wife's proposal to break up:

Gu Caiyu: Qinghua, I can't live without you, how can I live without you [heartbreak] [heartbreak] [heartbreak] [cry].

Oni Diaotang: Okay[ok]

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.