Walking out of the Wooden Emperor Palace, there are ruins and broken walls as far as the eye can see.

It's a deserted city, but it's not hard to see how glorious it once was.

Centered on this large hall made of vine trees, you can't see the end of the castle from south to north.

Only, except for a few tall buildings.

The rest are all dilapidated, and only a few low fences remain to recount the glory of the past.

The streets intersect and stretch in all directions.

The earth cracked, the bluestones on the streets turned out, and the knife gas leaked out.

In the past, the immortal powerhouse who used a sword fought here and destroyed everything.

Even after many years, it still can't extinguish this sword aura that flows from the ground and underground.

Faintly one could see what once seemed to be a majestic mountain outside the city, but now only half of the bare hill of death remained.

That mountain was cut in half from the middle with great mana, and the upper half of the peak was missing.

But even if there is only half of it, it is still towering into the sky.

The peak of the peak appeared with a rare pale golden light, adding some vitality to this city that was full of dead air and no trace of life.

To the north of the city, a large river runs through it.

The riverbed was dry and cracked, and half of the war spear was stuck diagonally at the bottom of the river.

This war spear was thousands of feet high, faintly exuding a fierce murderous aura.

But I don't know what kind of realm my cultivation has reached, so that I can use such a sharp weapon to carry out killing and conquest.

Even the Wooden Emperor Palace, where a few people are now, together with the several exquisite attic halls surrounding the surrounding area, has lost its former vitality at this moment and is in decline.

Ji Xiaoyue walked in the front, and Xiao Ying followed closely behind.

Jiang Xiaoman and Mu Tingtao walked at the end, silent.

Except for Mu Tingtao, the three of them didn't know whether they were illusory or real at the moment.

But if it is really illusory, such desolation will inevitably make people feel sad.

The Wooden Emperor Hall is more than a hundred zhang high, and several people stand in front of the hall, if they go down the steps, there is still a long distance from the ground.

The stone steps are almost incomplete, and there are countless sword marks, all of which are completely damaged.

In the past, there were also a series of wars here,

It was cold in the heights, and the wind blew.

The sound of the wind is mixed with desolation and vicissitudes, and the decay that can only be found in a deserted city.

Ji Xiaoyue squatted on the stone steps, stroked the damaged ground with her hand, and whispered to Mu Tingtao behind her, "Here, is the Wood Imperial City where my mother was born and lived?"

She already knew that her mother and the Mu Tingtao behind her were an ancient cypress, and the two were really brother and sister.

The wood demon clan, in addition to the descendants who have to cultivate to the human body and whose parents are both big demons.

Most of them are born and raised, and they are born by great chance.

Get the essence of the sun and the moon, and absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Such as Mu Tingtao, such as Ji Xiaoyue's mother-in-law perilla, are all like this.

Compared with taking off birds and beasts, it is more inappropriate for mountains, rocks, plants and trees to be demons.

Even in the Guiru Country, where the demon clan is nourished and the demonic aura is pervasive, the same is true.

A hydrangea is rooted in an ancient cypress, nourished by the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, and the ancient cypress demon power that has already opened its spiritual wisdom is only half a step away from being able to turn into a demon.

In a hundred years, flowers will eventually bloom.

After another hundred years, it will finally be enlightenment.

After another hundred years, he finally gave birth to spiritual wisdom and turned into a demon.

And that ancient cypress was originally able to transform into a demon cultivator three hundred years ago.

But in order to protect this hydrangea well, he was forced to practice hard for a hundred years with the body of cypress.

Three hundred years.

Even if it is a demon clan with a lifespan of thousands at every turn, it will inevitably feel long and dry.

The demon is going to survive the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation.

Compared with other demon clans, the Wood Demon Clan is even more afraid of the Tribulation of Thunder and Fire.

But it was this ancient cypress again, and when it turned into a demon tribulation, it blocked the Nine Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulations for that hydrangea.

After the thunder tribulation, the two demons both turned into human bodies and were accepted as disciples by Emperor Liu, one of the five demon emperors of the Guixu Kingdom.

That year, it happened that the county lord of Forget Worry was found by Emperor Liu from overseas.

Emperor Liu let the two little demons who had just turned into human forms become the playmates of the little county lord.

Although they are already brother and sister, in fact, Shiso is more like Mu Tingtao's daughter.

It has only been a hundred years since he became a human body, and he has become the head of the three thousand demon kings under the demon emperor and demon king, and he loves his sister very much.

Even later, Zisu, who was bent on leaving the Guixu Country with the kid from the Beihai Ji family, was like a demon, and he never stopped him.

Even,For this reason, he didn't hesitate to break with the county lord who liked it at first sight.。

Zi Su followed Ji Heng out of Guiru, the main county master who had always been favored by Emperor Liu like a pearl in his palm.

And he just wants to support it.

On that day, he secretly sent the two on board.

The county lord came with the purple and green sword, but he didn't stop him, he just said some cruel words to that Ji Heng and left.

But since then, ten years.

Until the county lord disappeared with Emperor Liu.

Between the two, there was never a word again.

This is the story between Ji Xiaoyue, her mother and Mu Tingtao, and the county lord who forgot her worries.

There are not too many breaks.,It's just the daily life of some ordinary childhood sweethearts.。

But the little girl listened very seriously, and she never left a single bit.

Because, that's the story of her mother's mother.

"Xiaoyue, although you don't like to hear it, then I still have to say it. ”

"I gave my beloved sister to your father, but he failed to keep his promise to protect her. ”

"So, of course, I won't go to the North Sea Country to find trouble for him, but I won't forgive him in this life!"

Mu Tingtao looked at the thin little girl who was sitting on the ground and picking up stones to draw circles, and spoke softly, but her voice was very heavy.

"I know that my father didn't protect my mother. Ji Xiaoyue didn't turn around, just squatted on the ground and kept drawing circles, circle after circle, and said in a low voice: "But if you compare it with your uncle, Daddy will only be more painful." Whether you forgive or not, I think my mother in heaven will only want to see you all well, and you can all be safe and worry-free. ”

The girl surnamed Xiao sat next to Ji Xiaoyue, reached out to pat her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Ji Gongzi......"

Xiao Tangqi smiled lightly, shook his head, and said, "I'm fine, I can know what happened to my mother before, and I can know that I actually have an uncle, I'm already very satisfied." ”

She stood up and patted the dirt off her hands.

Ji Xiaoyue's big eyes were as clear as a lake, she looked at Mu Tingtao, who was extremely silent at this moment, and said happily: "Uncle, I saw the letter left by my mother, she told me that even if I don't have her company in the future, I hope that my father and I can live without worry and not be afraid of sadness." Come to think of it, she hopes her brother does the same!"

With that, she put her hands behind her back and jumped back and forth on the stone steps.

It's just that this seemingly cheerful back makes people inevitably feel a little sad.

The corners of Mu Tingtao's mouth pulled up a not very good-looking arc and nodded.

"Senior, is this a dream or reality?" Jiang Xiaoman leaned on the pillar in front of the hall, looked at the remnant peak in the distance, and spoke softly.

Looking at the remnant peak in front of him and the deserted city under the remnant peak, and then looking at the little girl who was bouncing there, the teenager showed sadness.

This was once the hometown of my grandfather and mother.

Now it is prosperous and declining, and there is no trace of the past life of my mother and grandfather.

Come to think of it, Ji Xiaoyue, this girl is also in the same mood as herself.

The lonely hall of the deserted city, even if it is an unrelated person, it is inevitable that it will not be sad.

What kind of war can make the once prosperous become the clouds of the past, revealing desolation everywhere......

"It's a dream, it's a reality!"

Taking two steps forward and patting the white jade railing covered with a layer of decay, Mu Tingtao said softly, "In the past war, many people of our clan did not hesitate to explode their cultivation. Except for me, none of the three thousand demon handsomes survived in the world. We tried our best, there was no Demon Emperor and Demon King, but those brothers and comrades exchanged their lives for their lives and killed the other four clans and seven demon kings. But in the end, it was still just in exchange for the destruction of the city. ”

Compared with Fang Cai, the voice has an extra vicissitudes.

It sounded in the ears of several people, revealing a touch of loneliness and desolation.

He smiled lowly, and there was a sadness in his eyes: "Once, I was standing here, watching the brothers next to me die brazenly, watching many brothers finally blow themselves up, to stop the butcher's knives of those former partners and now enemies, to exchange for a glimmer of life for the clansmen." ”

Ji Xiaoyue stopped moving, turned her head to look at Mu Tingtao's eyes full of vicissitudes, and said softly: "Uncle......"

Mu Tingtao waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, and continued: "On that day, I should also go to life and death with the Wood Demon Clan. But in the end, like a lost dog, he fled from his homeland with the remnants of his clansmen. All the way north to Kyushu, like a wandering lonely soul, looking for the whereabouts of my master and the lord of the county of forgetfulness, as well as the ancestors of the Lotus King and the East King. Later, when I came to the village in the Southern Regions, I found that the old temple in this village actually enshrined the sculpture of the Lotus King, so I took my people to settle down here. ”

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the back and said softly: "The predecessor is not a lost dog, you have left a bloodline for the Wood Demon lineage, and you are a real hero." ”

He could feel the loneliness and desolation hidden in Mu Tingtao's body.

"...... heroes?" Mu Tingtao muttered in a low voice, his expression was sad, revealing endless sadness, and he laughed at himself: "I can't even get revenge on my clan, what kind of hero is it, just a lost dog who lives in a hurry." ”

"In the stone sculpture of the old temple at the entrance of the village, I found the nine natal lotus seeds left by the Lotus King. I think that the Lotus King should have expected that one day someone from the clan would find here, so he left his back hand early. ”

"In the first year, I swallowed three lotus seeds to break through the realm of demon handsome and incarnate as a demon king. ”

"Twenty-one years ago, I swallowed five lotus seeds and became a demon emperor. ”

"Seventeen years ago, I re-entered the ruins to avenge my Wood Demon clan. In the end, he killed the Fire Emperor who killed the most people of my clan at the beginning, but he was unable to fight with the other three emperors. ”

"In the end, I did not hesitate to kill the Demon Emperor Daoji to perform my clan's secret method, and moved the homeland belonging to my Wood Demon clan from the Guiru Country here. ”

He stood there, speaking in a slow tone, as if talking to himself.

Jiang Xiaoman knew that Mu Tingtao could move hundreds of thousands of miles of giant cities here.

It must have been the supreme secret technique of the Wood Demon Clan to move mountains.

Thinking like this, an obscure trick naturally came to his mind.

This is the art of moving mountains, which is one of the six supreme supernatural powers of the wood demon clan.

Cultivating to the extreme, you can start to shake Kunlun.

As soon as the palm falls, it can move thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

According to legend, if it is performed by an immortal who has survived the five decays of heaven and man, he can even raise his hand to pick up the stars.

It's just that at the cost of the Demon Emperor Dao Fruit, to move a city.

This price is a bit too great.

At this moment, in him, in addition to that touch of sadness and loneliness.

There was also a cold and huge aura buried deep in his body, emanating from it.

Born from nowhere, from nowhere.

This aura surpassed anyone Jiang Xiaoman had seen before.

Soaring straight into the sky, the wind between heaven and earth was dispersed, and it came to an abrupt end.

Lifting the flask, he took a big sip.

Immediately, he threw the flask to the young man behind him, and said with a smile: "Boy, take a sip of wine, and then leave here with Satsuki." Remember, don't come back here in ten years!"

Jiang Xiaoman took the wine jug, thought about it and didn't refuse, unplugged the kettle and took a big sip.

Into the throat, hot and scorching.

Just for a moment, Jiang Xiaoman was sweating profusely.

It's as if all the limbs and lungs are going to burn.

But even so, he still couldn't bear to put down the flask in his hand.

"Don't tell your mother you've been here, don't tell her everything here. Mu Tingtao raised his head, looked at Jiang Xiaoman, and said softly: "Also, let your father treat your mother well, don't bear her in this life." ”

Cultivation is like him, where can he not feel it, there is a faint and familiar aura hidden in this young man.

This breath belongs to the county lord of Forgotten Worries in the Kingdom of Ruins.

"Daddy, he is very good to his mother, and I think it will only be better in the future. Jiang Xiaoman lifted the jug again, put it to his lips and took another sip of the liquor in the jug.

"That's good...... The Wood Demon Clan, from now on I will be the guardian. Mu Tingtao looked at the remnant mountain in the distance, and then looked at the riverbed that was dry and full of cracks, and said slowly: "I will be here, in this old temple village." Wait for the day when the bloodline of Emperor Liu will reign on the earth again, and then follow behind him to recover that blood debt for our clan. ”

"Xiaoman, did you think there would be such a day?" he asked softly.

"Definitely. Jiang Xiaoman looked at him and could feel the eagerness in his heart.

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Mu Tingtao closed his eyes slightly.

Two lines of tears, slowly extended.

With his cultivation, he has long forgotten what tears are.

But today, it tastes bitter.

"On this trip north, no matter who you meet, even if it's a loved one, don't let people know that you have the blood of the Liu Emperor!" Mu Tingtao opened his eyes, looked at the young man behind him, and secretly said.

Jiang Xiaoman was silent, but still nodded.

From beginning to end, Mu Tingtao never went to inquire about the whereabouts of his mother and grandfather as he did when they first met.

But he knew that this man who entered the Demon Emperor first and then fell to the Wood Demon Clan must have guessed his background.

Otherwise, there would be no conversation like before.

"It's not too early. It's time for you to keep going!"

Mu Tingtao whispered softly, his voice hoarse.

He waved his hands again, and several people felt a flower in front of them.

When I opened my eyes, I was once again standing in that quiet and peaceful courtyard.

The tea cup on the bluestone was still hot, but it was already noon.

"This is your mother's ring, and now it can finally be handed over to you. ”

Mu Tingtao smiled and handed Ji Xiaoyue a purple ring, engraved with a blooming hydrangea, which was lifelike and full of vitality in the sun.

Ji Xiaoyue took the ring with big eyes and wore it on her hand silently.

She moved very gently and gently, carefully lest one accidentally break the ring.

Reaching out and rubbing the little girl's head, Mu Tingtao laughed softly: "This is the space ring, which contains some precious things that the girl of Shiso didn't take away back then, you have to keep them well." ”

Ji Xiaoyue nodded solemnly and did not dodge.

The three taboos that Yu Jiang Xiaoman said in front of him were completely ineffective in front of the man she should have called her uncle.

After doing all this, Mu Tingtao sat on the stone pier, didn't get up, waved his hand at the three people, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's not early, let's go! I won't leave you to eat!"

"Take care, senior!"

Jiang Xiaoman nodded, not pretentious, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

The little girl turned back step by step, looking at the slightly lonely back, and was reluctant.

From the small courtyard to the carriage in front of the door, but it is more than ten steps away, and no matter how reluctant you are, you will soon have to separate.

"Boy, catch!"

The carriage traveled not far away, and a streamer flew out of the small courtyard where a towering ancient cypress grew.

Jiang Xiaoman reached out and shook his hand, and when he looked down, he was holding a cyan lotus seed the size of a palm in his hand at the moment.

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaoman to react again, the voice sounded again, "Don't refuse, it's not for you!

"Thank you, senior!" the young man nodded, flicking the leash in his hand, and the carriage drifted away.

Until the carriage disappeared into the village and disappeared completely.

A figure slowly walked out of the small courtyard, and Mu Tingtao looked at the direction in which the carriage left, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised.

"Father-in-law, who are you waiting for?Is there a guest coming?" The boy riding a ox returned from the private school, but he saw that the figure in front of the small courtyard was still straight, staring into the distance.

"It's Nian Worry back!" the man smiled lightly and said bitterly, "No one waited, no one will come......"

"Then I'm hungry, is my father's meal ready?"

"Hehe, little glutton, let's go, I'll take you to Xiaoyu's house to eat today!"

"Long live my father!"

Looking at the cheerful figure of the bull riding boy named Bai Nianwei by himself, Mu Tingtao muttered: "I didn't expect that after many years of separation, even her children would be so old. ”

Immediately, he shook his head slightly, raised his hand and took a sip of the wine jug, and chuckled: "However, as long as you can be happy, it is enough." Forget your worries, forget your worries, but you have to forget your worries for a lifetime. ”