However, at that time, the demon was dominant, all over the world obeyed his orders, and all the people were enslaved and bullied by him, he was a little boy with no father, no mother, no race, and a young brother who was waiting to be fed, and even surviving was a luxury, let alone revenge.

If the Demon Venerable is a majestic mountain, he is like a speck of dust at the foot of the mountain, and a speck of dust wants to shake this huge mountain, which is simply a daydream and wishful thinking.

But he was stubborn, he forgot the tragic humiliation of his parents' death, and he secretly swore at that time that he would do whatever he could do as long as he could get revenge.

For so many years, he has been living for this goal, in order to take revenge, he reluctantly pulled out the love thread, cultivated the ruthless way, and can no longer feel the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the world, in order to take revenge, he uses his body as a sword, tempered into a knife, and is always preparing to fight to the death with the enemy.

That momentum has been strained for so many years, first for his parents and clansmen, and then for the people of the world, and finally, he exterminated the demon path and got revenge.

Before taking revenge, he drank ice for ten years, and his blood was hard to cold.

After taking revenge, there was suddenly no goal and direction in life, he relaxed, but he didn't know what he should do, what ordinary immortals diligently pursued, to him tasted like chewing wax.

On the contrary, it was the painful struggle of his childhood, and with the cold poison to torture him, he was used to being the god of war who was decisive in killing, but he didn't know what the god of war would rely on to pass the long time of eternal life when he was idle.

In order to find the direction and answer to live, he hid his true face and walked freely in the four seas and eight wildernesses, watching the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the people in the world, but the more he looked, the more desolate he felt in his heart.

He found himself unable to empathize with them at all.

Even if they cry so much, there is no wave in his heart, they laugh freely, he can't feel that joy, but he understands, he knows what joy and anger are, what sorrow is, but he can't feel that kind of taste exactly.

The more you can't feel, the more you crave it.

However, once you have cultivated the Ruthless Dao, it will be difficult to return to the original state.

He can go back, but he can't go back.

Demon Qi is the same as righteousness, eternal and eternal, indestructible and indestructible, it is the Demon Venerable who is immortal and indestructible, he can only be sealed, he is the weapon that seals the Demon Venerable, if he abandons the ruthless Dao, the Demon Dao will inevitably be chaotic.

One day, he was wandering in the mountains, and heard the roar of a fierce beast, and Jier, a weak and delicate "meow" sounded in the mountains and forests.

That wail, pitiful, frightened, but fierce milk, made him, a stagnant person, even have a slight wave in his heart, and when he looked over, he saw a fluffy snow ball in the cherry blossom forest, rolling in the cherry blossom pile, the snow-white hair was stained with pink petals, and the pink heart on the tip of the tail was picked one by one, and the fluff on the back was all blown up!

In front of it was a monstrous beast hundreds of times her size.

It's a Soul Eater!

The Soul Eater has always been dormant in the abyss, but for some reason it suddenly appeared in this deep mountain and old forest.

This kind of fierce beast lives by devouring souls, and it is extremely dangerous, so even Dong Rin does not dare to underestimate it.

But the little dough was a little like a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger, and although he trembled with fear, he stood there motionless, grinning at the beast.

Dong Rin watched the beast's saliva dripping down, and he suspected that if he didn't step forward, this saliva alone would be able to drown this little lump!

After all, it's not as big as a beast's fingernails!

With such a huge disparity in strength, but daring to fight, Dong Rin couldn't help but glance at this little kitten, and drew his sword to save people.

No, it's to save the cat!

That battle was very hard, he was confused every day, he didn't realize that the cold poison had devoured part of his strength, and that soul devouring beast was more powerful than all the fierce beasts he had seen before, and in the end, although he killed the beast, he was also seriously injured, and his chest was cut by the claws of the beast, and he was almost disemboweled.

He felt that he should not be able to live, but he did not feel too sad, but there was an indescribable relief.

He just lay there and watched the cherry blossoms in the sky

The flowers were falling like rain, waiting for his life to fall into a real emptiness, however, a fluffy snow ball jumped lightly on him at this time.

It's the pink-fronted, powder-tailed cat.

It was looking at him worriedly, and in its round blue eyes, there seemed to be a starlight twinkling, reminding him of the sparkling sea in the sun, and it stretched out its front paws to wipe the blood on his forehead, and carefully took the hook, leaving only the soft flesh pad, its flesh pad was also pink and warm.

It's a good match for the cherry blossoms in the sky!

At that time, he vaguely thought, this kitten should be called Sakura, right?

Sakura stuck out her tongue and licked his wounds sweetly, its tongue tickled with tiny barbs, and it licked and meowed, as if it was calling him, or talking to him.

It's a pity he didn't understand.

But he could read the worry in the kitten's eyes, so he reached out and stroked her lightly as a sign of comfort.

It was a sunny afternoon, the sun fell through the gaps in the flowers and leaves, sprinkling fine golden light, he lay there, holding the cat and admiring the flowers, his soul floating, and a feeling rose in his heart that he had never felt before.

He couldn't tell what it felt, but he felt a sense of peace and tranquility that he had never felt before, and with that feeling he fell asleep.

This night he slept very sweetly, he hadn't slept so deeply for a long time, and when he woke up, the sun was shining a little dazzlingly, he covered his eyes with his hand and looked around, and found that he had actually lived in a flower room.

It is a real flower house, a small house built with flower branches, even the soft petals spread underneath, and there is a faint fragrance between the nose, I can't tell what the fragrance is, it is extraordinarily relaxing and pleasant.

Thinking of these four words, Dong Rin was slightly startled.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

"Eun Gong, are you awake?"

A sweet and delicate voice came, and the next moment, a delicate white shadow appeared in front of the flower door, the girl was graceful, her face was delicate, her red lips were slightly raised, and a touch of cherry pink between her eyebrows was particularly eye-catching.

"Who are you?" Dong Rin wrinkled his eyebrows at her.

"It's the cat that Eun Gong saved!" The girl smiled in response, stooped in, and walked in as quietly as a cat, and she went straight up to him and reached out to untie his clothes.

Dong Rin was startled and quickly stepped back: "Girl, don't move!"

"Turmoil?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm not moving! I'm here to help you heal! Your wound is so big! It took me a lot of effort to help you fix it!"