"Qinghui."

Yu Feng untied the sleeping spell and gently woke up Qinghui, "You're home." ”

Qinghui opened her worried eyes, she looked at the blood-colored sky in front of her, the dark earth, and her eyes flashed with puzzlement.

"Master, where is this, am I not sleeping?"

"My home, here?"

Because he was in the jade pendant, Yan Yun couldn't know the situation outside, and could only barely understand through the words of the two.

She really is Qinghui.

Yan Yun couldn't wait to go out and kill this Yu Feng now, but she couldn't, the matter was not completely over, she wanted to find Song Qingyue.

If Song Qingyue, who came back at the beginning, was Qinghui, what about Song Qingyue?

If Qinghui can come back, it means that Yu Feng has already cast the Chaos Array, but maybe something went wrong.

What could go wrong?

Is it that demonic energy cannot be eradicated at all? There is still a problem with the demon root, so he will transfer the carrier again and again.

"This is the main city of the Demon Capital."

They came to the mottled city wall, and even after all these years, the blood stains on the wall were still heavily scorched.

A trace of indescribable emotion flashed in Qinghui's eyes, and then it was replaced by innocence.

When they entered the city and walked through the streets, they saw that there were still broken weapons on the ground, sparse, desolate and lonely.

When they passed by a mansion, Yan Yun was suddenly attracted by a strange force.

She was in a daze, and suddenly the whole person lost consciousness, like a grain of sand falling into the water, whirling and falling.

……

When Yan Yun regained consciousness, she was in the bustling street market.

The heads of the people here are all weird red lights, and they are all demons...... It's like an ordinary human world, they still open their shops and sell them.

It's just that the things sold are strange, bones, flesh and blood, and Neidan......

She tried to shout for more money, but got no reply.

Is this another illusion?

"Eh, how do you feel like you're not a demon?"

A person passing by her sensed that something was wrong, and looked at her with a wicked look in his eyes.

Yan Yun was shocked that the demons here could see her, so she ran away in a casual way.

She couldn't figure out the mechanism here, so she was afraid that it would die inside and outside.

Yan Yun ran into an uninhabited alley, this place was really different from the demon world she imagined, she thought it would be the same as just now.

An impenetrable blood-colored sky, a heavy and oppressive black earth.

"You're a Terran?"

The voice was so gentle, "This is not the place for you. ”

When she looked up, she saw a camellia tree emerging from the wall.

In the clear light, the red of its trees was breathtaking, and one by one they overlapped together to form a cluster of flowers.

They stretch out in all directions, telling the world about their fragrance and beauty.

The people under the wall can see a tree and flowers, but the people on the wall are staring at her through the flowers.

Yan Yun couldn't help but clench the sword in his hand, this person was a demon, his face loomed under the dense camellia tree, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"In a quarter of an hour, there will be demon soldiers patrolling the city."

Rong Hui was lying in the corner, looking at her face carefully, she was a bit similar to Qinghui.

But she looks better.

"If you believe me, I can help you."

"I don't believe you."

Yan Yun was direct, and seeing that he didn't mean to hurt himself, he held the sword and prepared to leave.

But from a distance, she saw the breath of a demon soldier coming, and she was still attacked from both sides.

At the same time, there were several voices, "The human race has come to our demon realm, I just saw her coming here." ”

She was in a dilemma, seeing that they were about to find themselves, Yan Yun reluctantly jumped into the courtyard with camellia trees.

"I'm also a Terran, and I'm not fully human."

Rong Hui, who was lying on the wall, turned his head to look at her, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"My mother is a Terran."

No wonder, she felt an aura of contradiction in this person.

There was demonic energy in his body, but the aura he exuded was so pure.

Yan Yun looked up, his face was slightly blurred in the light, his eyebrows were as warm as jade, and he was looking at her with a faint smile.

In him, it is a kind of affinity that is not too ostentatious, not too exquisite, and just right.

"Thank you, where is this?"

Yan Yun did not let his guard down, but he also withdrew the Daybreaking Sword in his hand.

"This is the main city of the Demon Capital."

He whispered, as if he was afraid of scaring her, and the clothes on his body were a little white from washing, and they flowed like water as he walked down.

"In exchange, can you tell me what your name is? My name is Rong Hui. ”

"My name is Xiaohu."

The main city of the Demon Capital?

"What time is it?"

A thought flashed in Yan Yun's heart, and he asked tentatively.

Is she going back in time?

After listening to Rong Hui's answer, she was sure that she was indeed back in the past, and it was the eve of the battle between humans and demons, the battle of Yushui City.

She's going to Yushui City.

"Yushui City is on the border side, well, if you want to go, you may have to wait three days to open the city gate and go out."

Rong Hui's eyes fell on her, full of spring in the courtyard, but not as beautiful as her.

He couldn't help but wonder what she was here for.

Rong Hui is the only one living here, he arranged a room for her intimately, and also gave her all his favorite pastries.

"Don't you suspect that I'm a spy?"

Yan Yun quietly wanted to talk to him, she didn't believe that there was anything good for no reason.

Hearing this, he just shook his head, "Yes and what, no and what?" ”

No one will care about him here, he is an unpopular son of the Demon Venerable, even if he is a spy, what can he get from him?

When he said this, Yan Yun was slightly stunned.

Although several teams of demon soldiers also came outside the door to ask questions, they were also sent back by him.

"Cut, a half-demon still regards himself as his master."

He didn't seem to see the naked contempt in the eyes of the demon soldiers, and just thanked him and closed the door.

"Sorry for the trouble, I'll leave now."

Yan Yun walked out of the darkness, listening to the looming mockery outside the door, his eyes full of apologies.

She headed to the back, trying to jump out of there.

"No, I said I would help you,"

Seeing that she was really leaving, Rong Hui hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm, but quickly let go like an electric shock, "Now there are demon soldiers outside......

"They won't come in and search, they won't dare."

"And even without you, they'd say that to me."

He's used to it.

Looking at the slightly flustered and cautious look on his face, Yan Yun was a little confused, "Okay." ”

Hearing that she stayed, Rong Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and joy flashed in his eyes, no one had spoken to him for a long time.

Yan Yun stayed here honestly for the past two days, and on the third day, Rong Hui suddenly went out.

When he returned, he handed her a token to leave the city and a green bracelet that could restrain the scent of the Terrans.

"Why is it so good to me?"

Yan Yun didn't understand, and it took a long time for her to come up with a reason, and asked tentatively, "Do you want me to take you with you?" ”

In the past two days, Rong Hui asked her a lot of things about the outside world, and she didn't see the envy and yearning in his eyes.

Whenever this happens, she feels deep helplessness and sadness.

"I can't go, if I'm gone, my mother won't be able to live."

Rong Hui shook his head, his mother was still locked up in the Demon Palace, only if he lived, his mother could live.

"You help me see the outside world."

……

On the fourth day, the city gate finally opened, and it was time for Yan Yun to leave.

"I know your name is not Xiaohu, can you tell me your real name?"

Rong Hui stood under the camellia tree, the shadow of the tree fell on his face, and his narrow eyes were like gurgling spring water.

He looked at Yan Yun, there was no trace of impurity in his eyes, and he was always smiling.

At this time, a camellia fell down.

"Look, it's sad for you to go, too."

Rong Hui smiled and bent down, his pale pink clothes flowing like water with his movements, he picked up the camellia that was about to wither and stretched out his hand to her.

"Thank you, my name is Yan Yun."

Yan Yun was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared in his eyes, burying the sadness in his eyes.

She took the camellia, and it was pale in color, but it was still fragrant and beautiful.

"Okay, no thanks, I wish you all the best."

Rong Hui was still smiling lightly, silently reading her name in his heart, giving her sincere blessings.

He knew that he couldn't keep her, so he might as well help her.

"If you're tired, you're always welcome here."

"Okay."

She replied softly, her fingers trembling slightly.

At this moment, she began to feel a helpless anger.

Looking at Yan Yun's departing figure, Rong Hui did not leave for a long time.