"Little sister, do you crave power?"

"No, but I miss the young master very much. ”

"Then do you want to go back to the young master?"

"No, I don't want to!"

"Why?"

"Because it's good, at least I like it!"

......

In the Demon Sound Palace, Shanshan's small body curled up in the purple robe, suddenly sweating down, her face was a little pale, her lips began to dry out, and a voice in her head kept asking her the same questions repeatedly, and she answered the same question every time, undoubtedly.

Although she didn't know who this voice came from, Shanshan understood that she had nothing to do with the Demon Dao, and every time she answered the last question, she felt a little low in her heart, but when she thought about it, it would not affect the young master, and it was difficult to hide her joy.

The spell of Si Yue's ruling power floated from above and fell below, causing the light formed by the crescent moon mark under Shanshan's body to flicker, sometimes weak, sometimes strong.

Si Yue's eyebrows changed when he was in power, and his dry face showed an expression of disbelief, this was the first time in his life that he was so shocked.

Since ancient times, many Demon Dao Holy Masters who succeeded to the throne abandoned everything when they knew their identity, just in exchange for the thousand-year-old inheritance of the Demon Jing Emperor and the supreme magic skill.

And in front of the little girl in front of her, her eyes full of determination and innocence and innocence, it seemed to become worthless, and her resolute pupils seemed to have something beautiful sealed in them, and no force could touch them.

The festival has reached the last moment, as long as the dedication is successful, the Demon Jing Emperor can be reborn, but no one would have thought that a simple, weak and ignorant little girl would have such perseverance, and no trace of her sealed memories could be revealed by any secret techniques.

The inheritance festival of the Demon Jing Emperor, the soul of each generation of heirs must be destroyed, and then reborn, only by erasing all the memories in the host's soul can the effect of the Demon Soul Seed be maximized, and condense into a wisp of Demon Soul of the Demon Jing Emperor.

When they abandoned the baby girl in the barren mountains and snowy realms, when they planted the seeds of demon souls, when the baby girl was picked up by a pair of weak and weak little hands, Shanshan was no longer their holy master.

She was just her, an abandoned orphan. A surviving pampered and loving child.

In fact, these are the plans of the demon powerhouse, only the destroyed soul can generate hatred, and the stronger the hatred, the more it shows what happened to her.

These encounters are also more helpful for inheritance. It's just that Si Yue was in power, but he didn't expect that the abandoned baby in adversity would be so clean.

"That's it, that's it!"

At this time, Si Yue was in power no longer, what could she do if she had a memory, the demon soul of the Demon Jing Emperor Venerable was extremely powerful, how could she let a girl's memory back?

Si Yue took power and let go of his scruples and recited the incantation again.

Shanshan is very glad to have left this memory, and she is also grateful that Si Yue's power gave her a chance.

It was this memory that finally gave the Demon Dao a way out, otherwise they would not have been able to inhabit a place with such a strong aura.

......

In the blink of an eye, Shanshan's consciousness was numb, the darkness around her made her tremble, and her whole consciousness curled up in the place of projectile light, panicking all day.

......

When the snow fell, a little boy rushed into a small cabin with the burden in his arms.

After a long time, there was a sound in the room, and it was difficult to hide the joy.

"Lord Xiong, it's a girl, is it okay to be called Shanshan?"

......

In the dark night, in a room not far ahead, the man could be seen in the orange light, and the woman's infant child was placed on the bed, expressing milk little by little, feeding the child with an iron spoon, and the child fell asleep quietly.

The woman poured boiling water into a wooden bucket in the middle of the room, slowly removing her clothes and filling the mist.

At this moment a small head appeared through the crack in the door, and his eyes were fixed on the half bowl of milk, and he had peeked for a long time, knowing that the woman had now stripped naked and entered the bucket, so he sneaked into the house and walked away with the bowl, leaving only the woman's scolding and some splashing sounds.

"Great, you can still drink it while it's hot. ”

The little boy slowly used the iron spoon in the bowl to hide behind the wall, not paying any attention to the man who came back in anger, and poured the milky white liquid into the baby's mouth in his arms little by little.

......

"Stop, little bunny!"

On the street, two strong men with wooden sticks in their hands chased a little boy and cursed a lot of ugly things.

"I'm just going to see if there is any nai water there in that girl's **, hey, don't chase it......"

The little boy was holding the package in his arms and running vigorously, and there were more and more people watching the excitement on the street.

At night

"Shanshan, hungry or not, the young master is going to steal goat's milk for you, Lord Xiong said, I grew up drinking goat's milk since I was a child, and it tastes good. ”

The little boy looked at the baby who could only pout his little mouth, and did not even grow teeth, put the little girl in the quilt on the kang, touched a few bulges on his head, and then ran out in the dark night with the criticism of "Lord Xiong".

After some time, the little boy came back again, holding a large bowl in his hand, and the smell of heat came out......

......

Day after day, year after year, the little boy grew up under the stick in the face of abuse, and the little girl learned to speak and learn many words.

On this day, they came to the top of Cangshan Mountain in their hometown, it was snowing heavily, and the little boy had become a man, still holding a little girl of seven or eight years old in his arms, and climbed up in the snow step by step, not afraid of the cold at all.

The north wind was whistling, blowing their heavy cotton clothes, the man poured a sip of wine, wiped the snowflakes on his face, put down the little girl in his arms, and wiped a smile on his face, extremely relieved, "Shanshan, I'm home!"

......

In the Demon Sound Palace, Shanshan opened her eyes again, and there was a crescent moon mark in her amber pupils, which was exactly the same as the one above her eyebrows, and her body under the purple robe had grown much taller.

The purple robe, which was originally almost dragged on the ground, is now only a little bigger on the body, and the purple robe above the chest has become a little swollen.

The skin on the calves, which was originally a little yellow, turned out to be a lot whiter, and in just a few hours, Shanshan was like a different person, and the immaturity on her original face disappeared, replaced by indifference that despised all beings.

"See the Demon Thorn Holy Lord!"

"See the Demon Thorn Holy Lord!"

......

In the main hall, Si Yue was in power, and everyone knelt down one after another, so everyone knew that the Demon Jing Emperor had been reborn, and as for the girl, she could only live in the memory of the projectile land, and her consciousness would never recover.

"Hahaha, Holy Sect Terrans, tremble!"

......

"Holy Cult Terrans, tremble!"

A burst of wild laughter spread throughout the Seven Realms Heavens.

Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically, and there was a howling wind, blowing the sky full of booty disorder.

Some began to spread rumors from hundreds of years ago, prophesied that the continent would be destroyed and the Seven Realms would cease to exist.

Jiang Guo and even the powerhouses of Dajin all trembled, their faces rose with unprecedented solemnity, and some of the Holy Sect elders and the old man in the Sleepless City seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and they opened their eyes together.

"Is it Shanshan?"