Ling Yun stretched out his hands, pinched Mo Yan's neck tightly, and roared angrily, as if Mo Yan was the murderer of Nangong Qi.
Mo Yan was left breathless by her, his face flushed, his veins swelled, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Seeing this, Hua Yueran on the side hurriedly stepped forward and begged: "Demon Lord, please let go of Protector Mo Yan, he is about to be strangled to death by you!"
Mo Yan really couldn't bear the Demon Lord to indulge in pain. He knew that if Nangong Qi's body was still alive, she would go crazy endlessly, so he could only help her cut the knot quickly and ordered people to bury Nangong Qi.
He understood the pain in Demon Lord's heart, and he was willing to be that eternal sinner, and did not want her to look at the bones of a corpse and feel sad again.
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Ling Yun showed no sign of letting go, and her eyes were even a little red.
Huayue Ran had never seen the Demon Lord so angry, and she didn't know what to do.
Mo Yan knew that if he didn't say anything, he was afraid that the Demon Lord would really kill him. He said with difficulty: "Peach...Hua...Gu..."
Ling Yun threw Mo Yan to the ground and staggered out.
Mo Yan said to Hua Yueran: "Quick... go and look at the Demon Lord! Cough cough cough..."
Hua Yueran glanced at Mo Yan worriedly, and finally went after Ling Yun.
Ling Yun came to Peach Blossom Valley, and sure enough, Nangong Qi's tomb stood there.
Mo Yan is really a good protector. He chose a good place for Nangong Qi to be buried. It is surrounded by peach trees. When the peach blossoms bloom, Nangong Qi will definitely like it very much. Moreover, he can sleep in the Heavenly Demon Palace and stay with him forever. My beloved Ling Yun.
But Ling Yun still couldn't accept the fact that Nangong Qi was dead. She didn't care whether her white clothes would be soiled. She knelt on the ground with a pop, stretched out her slender fingers, and started frantically throwing the grave.
She inserted her ten slender fingers into the soil, throwing away the soil little by little, crying in grief.
"Nangong Qi...Nangong Qi..."
It was as if Nangong Qi was being buried alive underground and she had to rescue him quickly.
When Hua Yueran arrived, Ling Yun's ten fingers were stained with blood, but she still dug the soil regardless.
In fact, Ling Yun was very conflicted in her heart. She wanted to dig up the soil, but she was afraid of seeing the body under the soil. She was afraid that the moment she saw Nangong Qi's body, she would recognize the reality and accept the fact that he was dead. .
She knew that Mo Yan buried Nangong Qi without her consent because he wanted to completely cut off her obsession with Nangong Qi. She knew that Mo Yan did this for her own good, but she couldn't accept it. She couldn't accept that Nangong Qi had already died. Dead facts.
Hua Yueran hurried over, grabbed her hands, and said: "Demon Lord! Demon Lord! Mr. Nangong is dead... He is really dead!"
"He's not dead... not dead..." Ling Yun said hoarsely while crying.
Ling Yun's hands tightly grasped the wet soil and refused to let go for a long time.
Looking at the blood-stained hands, Hua Yueran felt extremely distressed.
If Nangong Qi saw her digging the grave with her delicate hands playing the piano, he would definitely feel heartbroken.
Hua Yueran couldn't help but cry silently along with her. She reached out and gently held Ling Yun's scarred hands, comforting her softly: "Demon Lord... everything will pass..."
Ling Yun looked at Hua Yueran, hugged her tightly, and cried loudly, as pitiful and helpless as a child.
She knows that from now on, the mountains are high and the water is long, the sky is high and the sky is high, and there will be no more Nangongqi in the world.
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Luochen Mountain.
Clouds and mist shrouded the sky. Baichen Immortal was sitting on the Zuowang Peak, meditating. His white robe was lightly opened and swaying in the wind. Two cranes were circling around the Zuowang Peak, chirping from time to time.
He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the white sea of clouds in the distance. The layers were layered and the wind and clouds were treacherous. His eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.
His three thousand long black hair floated in the wind, and his white hairband swayed in the wind, making his figure look ethereal, giving him a somewhat secluded and immortal beauty.
His heart could no longer calm down, and he felt that the fireworks were already exaggerating his white clothes, and he became upset.
The group of demons in the Valley hollowed out his heart and made it empty.
But he didn't know what was causing this sadness? Is it because of Yanli's departure? Or maybe there was something besides Enri that was bothering him...
I saw him standing up suddenly, his white clothes were like water, swaying gently in the wind, waving his white sleeves, flying out of the Qiongxiao Divine Sword, leaping up, flying with the sword, breaking through the layers of white clouds, heading towards Qiongdao .
The Qiong Island turned into a piece of ice. He felt uneasy and kept calling Shang Yao's name.
The cold wind blew against his face, and he finally found the stone statue of Shang Yao in the ice.
However, Shangyao's stone statue had cracks and was covered with a thin layer of frost, as if it were a lifeless and dead thing.
This was a sight he had never seen before, and he couldn't help but panic inside, feeling as if he had done something hugely wrong.
He reached out and touched the face of the Shangyao stone statue. The coldness of the stone statue spread across his palms. He felt the sea of memories surge up. He suddenly had a splitting headache, and the sounds of the past came to his ears.
"Master...Master..."
"Master...you are my love..."
Suddenly, the Lingxi Heart Jade he was wearing fell down and split into two.
He lay in the snow and watched the white snow falling from the sky, just like the purple rain that year.
The memories erased by the Rain of Forgetfulness, for some reason, finally broke through their confinement and resurfaced in his mind.
Everything in the past appeared in his mind bit by bit, his eyes were red from the cold, and tears fell silently from his eyes.
"Shang——Yao——"
His desperate hands fell into the ice and snow, holding the ice and snow tightly in his hands. Ice shards pricked his palms, and blood slowly flowed out.
However, this pain was far less than the heartbreaking pain in his heart. What had he done? It was he who killed his master, the person he once admired most.
Bai Chenxianzun stood up slowly and knelt down in front of Shangyao's stone statue with a pop. He knew that she would never wake up again.
Even if she lives the same life as heaven and earth, she will eventually die in love.
I don’t know how long it took, but the heavy snow finally covered them again.
Under a stone statue, kneeling was a snowman. This snowman turned out to be Baichen Immortal Lord Tian Liuyin.
He had closed his five senses at this moment and fell into a deep sleep.
The wind and snow were blowing, and the entire Qiongdao was completely silent. Apart from the cold ice, there were only two broken hearts.
Perhaps, this is their ending.
"Immortal Lord..."
Yanli suddenly woke up from her sleep. She didn't know why, but the appearance of another man appeared in her mind. The man was fluttering in white clothes, as gentle as jade, like a banished immortal who was not stained by dust. In the dream, she called the man Xian Zun.
In the dream, as if in another world, there seems to be someone waiting for her, but who is he?
"Snake Queen." Palace
Yao walked in and saluted her.
Yanli said: "Gong Yao, please call me Yanli from now on."
Gong Yao hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly and said: "Yanli."
Yanli smiled slightly and said, "By the way, what do you want from me?"
Gong Yao said: "Since the Demon Emperor woke up, he has been depressed and has not said anything to us, which is really worrying. I think the incident in the Demon Valley this time has hit him. He listens to your words the most. Why don't you go and persuade him."
Yanli thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
On a hillside, Nai Hetian was sitting on a big rock. His red clothes were rustling in the wind, and his unruly red hair was really eye-catching. He was looking into the distance, thinking deeply.
Yanli tiptoed to his side, then stretched out her soft little hands to cover his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Master Demon Emperor, guess who I am?"
Although she deliberately changed her voice and pretended to be gruff, Nai Hetian could still guess who she was as soon as he touched her little hand.
"Homura."
Yanli pouted, let go of the hand covering him, and said, "It's not fun, it's not fun at all! How could you guess it was me right away?"
Nai Hetian took her hand and pulled her into his arms.
Yanli sat on his lap, the two of them were almost so close that they could feel each other's breathing.
Yanli's big, watery eyes looked at Nai Hetian's handsome features, and he suddenly felt a little panicked. The love between a man and a woman hit her heart, making her heart beat faster. She couldn't help but blush, and looked away from him.
Nai Hetian seemed to have noticed something. He smiled evilly and said, "You are my wife, why do you still blush when you see me?"
Yanli hurriedly explained: "Wife? How do I know if what you said is true? What if... what if I am a good woman kidnapped from the mountain by a big monster like you!"
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Kidnapped?" Nai Hetian suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. How could he, a majestic demon king, be reduced to kidnapping a good woman?
Seeing his bright smile, Yanli couldn't help but feel relieved, and said: "I have seen you depressed these days, and I was worried that something would happen to you. Now that I see you smiling, I feel more relieved!"
Nai He Tiandao: "I feel happy from the bottom of my heart when I see you. The reason why I am depressed is because I cannot open the restriction of the Demon Valley."
Yanli said nothing, just listened to what he said.
Nai Hetian said again: "I thought that by combining the power of the strongest people in the demon world and the demon world, we could open the seven heavenly gods' restrictions. It seems that I underestimated the seven heavenly gods' restrictions. Alas... the demon clan trapped in the Valley of Demons I don’t know when I will be able to come out!”
Yanli thought thoughtfully and said: "In that case, then look for a more powerful existence, so that we can definitely open the seven gods' restrictions."
Nai Hetian shook his head and sighed: "The most powerful existence, is there any existence more powerful than the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord in this world?"
Suddenly Nai Hetian's eyes lit up and he said thoughtfully: "The most powerful existence..."
The word "Destroy Heaven" suddenly appeared in his mind.
Yes, in addition to the demons, there is a more powerful existence in this world, and that is the Destroying Sky Organization.
According to the records in "Secret Records of the Monster Clan", it is speculated that since the Destroying Heaven Organization was able to overthrow the Heavenly Court, it must have powerful gods as internal agents. Although these people's ambitions failed, he could sense that the people of the Destroying Heaven Organization must also have Having come to the human world, they want to turn the human world into a world dominated by another master.
