"You said the Demon King comes back, what will he do to you?"
Qingran asked.
Qingran’s words reminded Ama.
"You want to deal with Feng Jian?"
"The Demon King and the Demon Lord exist at the same time, don't you think it's very contradictory?"
Qing Ran asked back.
"People in the God Realm are not blind. They will investigate clearly whether I did all this."
Qingran was not threatened by Ama's words at all.
"You are so stupid! Do you still need me to make it clear? The Gods will not allow it. The Demon Clan is more powerful than the Gods! Starting from the death of Xuan Ying."
Is it really as Grandma thought at the beginning that the current Emperor of Heaven, the younger brother of the Demon King, finally cannot tolerate this era of co-rule by gods and demons?
Feng Ming, where are you?
How can I tell you that your situation is critical and that your future is extremely dangerous?
I'm sorry, I was hurt too badly and I can't do anything to Qingran.
However, I won't let her succeed.
Ah Ma cut open his neck with sharp nails, and the last bit of blood gurgled out and flowed to the ground, forming a curse seal that surrounded Ah Ma.
Feng Yan, when Xuan Ying first brought me to you, you were the newly appointed Demon King. You had a bad temper and scratched my forehead with the broken porcelain piece.
Later, you gave me a colorful musk deer and asked me to drain its blood to heal my body.
I didn't listen to you, I put it away.
At my coming-of-age ceremony, you gave me Cangmu Forest. You said it was the place where your mother and your father met, and the wind there was sweet.
You know I'm afraid of the cold, so I went to the Cangmu Forest to get the hot spring water.
In fact, I am not good at managing things in Cangmu Forest. I prefer freedom, but for you, I am willing to learn.
Feng Ming, I have never dared to like you too much, because I know that I can't even match one-tenth of the kindness you do to me.
I also had the extravagant hope that I would be the most unpopular girl in the smallest clan of gods! In this way, I can marry you without hesitation.
But we, the Fuguo clan, will only bring disaster to those around us. When I was struggling in the endless darkness of the wilderness and the disgusting smell of blood, I never thought that a star as bright as yours would be willing to illuminate the haze in my heart, and that I could even own this light. .
I'm sorry, I lived a humble life and died unjustly, and I didn't bring you any help.
My tolerance cannot be exchanged for any mercy from the gods.
If there is an afterlife, I will definitely retaliate and will never let go of any sinner who hurts my loved ones.
I can only use my last strength to set up a secret spell passed down from generation to generation that only our Naguma clan knows, to reverse time and space and turn back time. I hope that you at that time can prevent all this from happening.
But the price of all this is that I will be erased from this world forever, no matter the past or present, let alone our future...
sorry.
Grandma's vision has gradually blurred, and soon, the secret spell will be completed!
But Qingran took her halberd and pierced Ama's chest hard.
The moment the blood splattered, the curse mark under A'ma's body just lit up, and immediately dimmed again.
A Ma failed.
"Grandma!"
When the surroundings fell into darkness again, Liang Yue heard Feng Ming's voice.
That hoarse voice in despair, Liang Yue seemed to have heard it in her dream not long ago...
Something flowed from the corner of his eye.
Liang Yue reached out to pick it up, and what was flowing down turned out to be blood.
Why is she crying?
It’s just someone else’s story…
Someone else's?
Liang Yue grabbed her shoulders, tore open her sleeves, and saw the bright red word "Slave" on her arm.
Liang Yue always thought that the vague red mark on her arm was a birthmark.
Never thought that when it lights up now, it will confirm an identity that Liang Yue cannot accept.
That's not the case, she doesn't believe it!
All this must be an illusion set by Feng Ming.
Grandma’s story is made up, and there may not even be a grandma!
Flower stuffing! He is the master!
How could such a good person like him condone Qing Ran and do such a thing?
There is also Qingran. The Qingran described in Xuanhui and Hua Niang’s mouths is not like this either!
And Xuan Hui, how could he betray the demon clan for Qing Ran?
Well……
With the low IQ of that big-tailed wolf, this is still possible.
Liang Yue still couldn't believe it.
But what if, if all this is true, wouldn't Feng Jian be so pitiful for these 30,000 years?
He lost his position as the Demon King, lost the person he loved most, was plotted against by his own brother, and lost his most important friend... all the bad luck happened to him.
So now he is not crazy yet, he is already very powerful.
If all this is true, if Liang Yue were Feng Jian, she would also lead the demon clan to the heaven, and she would also step on the waist of the Emperor of Heaven, making him stretch his neck, open his fingers, and shout in panic. A cry: "Help!"
Liang Yueguang could come up with hundreds of ways to deal with the Emperor of Heaven by just using his brain, and he would do it with his sleeves rolled up, and he would never be merciful.
In comparison, Liang Yue really couldn't keep up with A Ma's good temper.
She has taken all the virtuous and virtuous roles, and Liang Yue, who has never been a fair lady since she was a child, really can't find the right fit.
Liang Yue felt that her consciousness was waking up little by little, and the touch of her body was also returning little by little.
The back of my neck hurt so much that Feng Jian was really reluctant to do anything.
"Ahem..."
Liang Yue read so many memoirs that she even got angry. After waking up, how will she face the people around her?
The first one to bear the brunt is Feng Yan!
Liang Yue couldn't pretend to be asleep, Feng Jian knew everything she wanted.
When she opened her eyes, Liang Yue was startled, because in front of her was not Feng Jian, but Ah Ma's body!
The feeling of being shocked by one's previous life is really not good.
Liang Yue and Ah Ma both stood in the air, but as soon as Liang Yue woke up, Ah Ma's body began to turn into powder bit by bit.
"Hey! Don't disappear!"
If you were gone, Feng Jian would be even more sad.
Liang Yue went over to catch Ah Ma, but Ah Ma still floated away, and Liang Yue immediately fell from the air. She was caught by Feng Jian, who fell to the ground. Liang Yue watched Ah Ma disappear completely, with tears in her eyes. It just kept falling.
Feng Jian put Liang Yue down and wiped Liang Yue's tears with her sleeves.
"why cry?"
"I don't know, I just want to cry for no reason."
"What did you see?" Feng Jian asked again.
Liang Yue choked, she didn't want to say anything, but she couldn't lie.
"Grandma's memory." Liang Yue pursed her lips, "It should be."
Feng Jian seemed to know that Liang Yue would not believe it. He pulled Liang Yue to sit on the couch and took out a brown paper bag from his sleeve and gave it to Liang Yue.
"What's this?"
"Didn't you say you've been hungry all day?" Feng Jian opened the bag for Liang Yue.
"Huh? You...you asked me to eat, eat here?"
This is an ancient tomb!
The ancient tomb where all the demon kings are buried!
Isn't this too disrespectful?
