When Bai Yueguang holds the script

Chapter 68

Zhu Zhihan brushed over Luanwu's hair with his fingertips, and patted her on the back lightly.

She could smell the cold sandalwood in her arms, and there was infinite love and pity in her heart, without words. At this moment, she hoped that Luanwu could at least be a child in her arms.

It was so quiet that there was only the sound of breathing.

But Luanwu is rational after all. After a while, she regained her calm tone: "He said that, but I didn't fully believe him at the time."

"On the day I came back, my lord issued a decree—"

The Demon Lord didn't let silence stay between the two for too long, and quickly continued talking.

"'From today onwards, our people are not allowed to invade the human settlements, and we must not take the initiative to hurt people unless necessary. Violators will be punished with the head of the owl.'"

Luanwu frowned gradually: "They are used to killing for fun, and now they deprive them of that."

Won't it arouse fierce opposition?

The demon master seemed to see his thoughts, and stretched out two fingers to gesture: "A very small part of the rebellion was dealt with by our master, and there were very few voices of opposition after that."

"Of course, it's mainly because Miss Manchu plans to find us a place outside the continent for us to live and survive. Isn't this more comfortable than crowding with the human race on the continent?"

Luanwu was silent for a while: "It sounds... somewhat feasible."

But extremely difficult to achieve.

The human race has been attacked by the demon race for many years, causing countless deaths and injuries. How can those who have lost their teachers, friends, or even blood relatives accept it?

The demons were imprisoned in the abyss for many years because of the hands and feet of the human race. How can the resentment be eliminated after so many years of seeing the light of day?

The demon master smiled slightly, sat down at the table beside him, and poured himself a glass of strong wine.

"It started off pretty well."

Because of Man Feiyi's proposal, the demon clan was attracted by the future described in the words, and the emotions in the clan were temporarily calmed down.

And considering the emotions of the human race, Man Feiyi concealed the progress of the task when reporting back, but secretly consulted the classics, and searched for the legendary fairy island with the demons.

"But that's too hard."

"For so many years, the legendary place that countless cultivators have been looking for can be easily found? As the actions fail again and again, dissatisfaction within the clan gradually accumulates, and Miss Man has no choice but to use a backup plan."

"—We want to artificially refine a fairy mountain."

Luanwu quickly figured out the key: "It's like refining a cave?"

Among the cultivators, those who are good at refining tools can use materials to refine Qionglou Yuyu and Xianjiadongfu.It's the same thing here, only bigger.

The demon master nodded, raised his head and drank the strong wine: "But although our clan is good at fighting, we are not skilled craftsmen."

This is why the plan is a backup.

It is naturally impossible to train a master craftsman now, so Man Feiyi turned to Xianmeng for help.

At that time, Xianmeng was still the most powerful sword sect, and although other sects also had their voices, none of them were as effective as the sword sect's words.

Man Feiyi's sect is the Sword Sect, and she is considered an inner disciple of the Sword Sect.

The devil lord drank a few more glasses of strong wine, and his eyes were already drunk: "Miss Riman persuaded my lord that day, she took a knife, and walked into the sword sect alone under the bright and scorching sun."

"My lord has been waiting outside for three days."

"Three days. We couldn't see any movement from the Sword Sect. My lord was able to wait quietly at the beginning, but then he was so restless. Walking around, he almost smoothed the grass outside the Sword Sect!"

"Finally, on the evening of the third day, Miss Man came out."

Luan Wu raised his eyes: "Failed?"

"Success."

Man Feiyi successfully persuaded the suzerain of the sword sect and most of the elders in the sect.

And the change of the sword sect's tendency means the change of Xianmeng.

"The Immortal Alliance agreed to assist us and sacrifice to the Immortal Mountain outside the world together... Don't show such a skeptical expression. Things going in this direction are not all bad things for the human race, otherwise Miss Man would not be able to convince the Sword Sect."

"Hmph, their original plan is absurd if I say it. The existence of the demon lord is a constraint for the demons. Without our lord, we will only kill to the last drop of blood in our bodies!"

The demon lord seemed really drunk.

To be honest, Luanwu was a little surprised, he dared to be so lax in the face of himself whose attitude was unknown.If she wanted to, this was the best chance to take his head off.

Of course, Luanwu wanted to listen to the story, and didn't bother to do sneak attacks, so he didn't do that.

"It was a really good time."

The Demon Lord said in a low voice.

His expression revealed nostalgia and a very peaceful feeling. His voice was a little low, as if it was in his throat, but it didn't sound uncomfortable.

"We all know how much Miss Manchu had to bear when she made this choice. Not only the pressure brought by the uncertain future, but also the scolding from her fellow clansmen, and the secular views...so we all Very happy."

"We held a big wedding for our lord and Miss Manchu, which was done according to the customs of the human race. There was no big event, and we didn't notify Dao Zong. We only invited a few friends of Miss Manchu. The parents of Miss Manchu were on the high hall. tablet."

"My lord drank a lot of wine that day, I have never seen my lord smile so heartily."

"Later, Xianmeng formed a special team and manpower, and the plan was also discussed."

"As long as the steps are completed step by step, everything will be over."

No amount of helplessness and resentment will be washed away by time.

In the past few generations, there may only be one legend left in the Demon Race.

"However, this time we have failed." The Demon Lord said, "We have failed."

His voice was still calm, but unreasonably disturbing.

For a moment, Luanwu thought: She should stop listening.

If Man Feiyi realizes that these people are demons, and the two go to tragedy, she can say that the love that started with misunderstanding and deception is not strong and ridiculous.

If Man Feiyi failed to persuade Dao Zong, and Dao Zong forced Man Feiyi to harm Mi Chen, she could be silent for a while and say that their fate is still shallow.

But at this time...

But she still didn't move.

She just stood there, listening to the ending as if ruthlessly.

"It's only one step away," said the Demon Lord.

"It's the day of the sacrifice."

"Refining such a divine tool with human power requires a huge amount of strength. For this reason, the refiner proposes to refine each part separately, and finally use a formation to gather the power of the spirit stone and the powerhouses. My Lord is among them. "

"But we were duped. It's a deception."

The demon master simply picked up the jug and took a big gulp of wine.

"My lord was drained of strength by the formation and was besieged by others. At that time, Miss Man was pregnant with you, and those despicable people even used Miss Man as a threat to ask my lord to kill herself."

"...When I realized something was wrong and came here, it was already too late. Seeing that our clan was approaching menacingly, the human race changed the formation into a reverse formation and opened the door of space. So our clan was sealed into the abyss again."

He smiled shortly: "In the end, the two useless subordinates, Kui Meng and I, survived."

Then there is the story that Luanwu is familiar with.

The demons lost their king and were sealed underground again.

Naturally, they couldn't be reconciled, and tried their best to contact their old troops that still existed on the ground, ordering them to break into the human race, and wait for the opportunity to open the door of space again.

The perpetrators and the victims have long been indistinguishable, there is neither black nor white, only the remnants of the messy incident.

Luanwu was silent for a while.

The demon lord said softly: "You are very similar to your mother. When I first saw you that day, I recognized you at a glance... I didn't expect that you were still in the situation that day, and you were already so old."

"What happened later? The human race has always regarded the event of that day as a scourge all these years. Although I can contact the old tribe on the ground, it is very difficult to get news related to that day."

Luan Wu raised his eyes: "I'm not sure if what you said is true or not."

The questioning tone was not as firm as expected.

The Demon Lord seemed to have guessed that she would say that, raised his hand, and a few diamond-shaped crystals were suspended in his palm.

"Give."

Luan Wu frowned: "This is..."

"Image stones." The devil paused, "You may not be aware that your mother has a small habit of recording at any time. When I rushed to the altar that day, she was dying and gave these image stones to me."

"There are some daily trivialities in it, and there are also some important events worth recording. Because your mother happened to have this habit, what happened at the altar that day was also recorded."

"Miss Man must want me to give it to you. At the end of the image stone, there is what she said to you."

Hearing this, Luanwu tightened his hands, and the sharp stones made his palms tingle.

reality.

Zhu Zhihan was startled when he heard this: "Master..."

Luanwu said: "I saw it."

She turned her head slightly to look at the red candle in front of the hall.

The swaying flames trembled in her pupils.

"Because I watched it, I realized that I have been deceived a lot these years... It's ridiculous."

It all ties together.

Why did the demon lord show mercy to her when he first met her, with a different kind of tolerance.Why did the demon lord ask her to succeed the king.

Because of her... parents, the relationship between those two people is different from what she imagined.

It is not a life and death enmity, but a pair of lovers who die together.

She saw the mirror-like bubbles being shattered, saw the painful faces, and the splashing blood.

She saw the two blurred figures that had appeared in her dreams many times, and she finally knew what they looked like... It turned out that her mother was still very young when she died.

She also saw...

The woman collapsed among the ruins, beside her lover's corpse, she clasped her hands on her stomach, trying to grab the image stone, her voice was barely audible.

"The child I have never met, I locked my last life into this body... I should have been gone when you were born, it is useless to be a mother, I can't protect you..."

"Maybe you will hate me, but I still want to bring you to this world to have a look."

"...Mom loves you."

"Clap."

Candle tears fell from the red candle.

Luanwu felt his cheeks feel warm and soft, and after a while, he suddenly realized that it was Zhu Zhihan's hand.

He raised his eyes and met a pair of clear eyes.

Zhu Zhihan's eyes are narrow and cold, just like her name, she looks very cold, but Luanwu knows how soft-hearted her little apprentice is.

Zhu Zhihan held her face, his eyes were full of her, and said seriously: "It's not ridiculous."

"It's that person's fault, Master is very good."

The feeling of being empty and unable to guess the truth suddenly disappeared.

A ray of inspiration flashed through Luanwu's heart, she thought: Yes, it is different from before, now...she will always have a place to dock.

Her weakness, her contempt, all her impenetrable things that are bound in a hard forged shell have a home.

Thinking about it now, although her life had twists and turns, it was actually not bad.

There is a lover who can accept her devil blood, and a junior sister who tries hard to tolerate her even though she is twittering, and now she has a pair... Although they have not been able to witness her growth, they are eager for her parents to be born.

Zhu Zhihan leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

Luan Wu closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

A certain cynical thorn in my heart that had been sticking out suddenly dissipated unknowingly.

The kiss is instant.

Luanwu didn't let Zhu Zhihan back away.

She opened her eyes, her pupils were as bright red as blood, as if her deep desire had been shattered.

He raised his hand, stroked the back of Zhu Zhihan's neck with his fingertips, and rubbed it gently.

"Queque." Luanwu said, "The devil master has already taught me how to control the devil's blood...do you want to try it?"