Lu Xiaoyuan's memory is very poor.
She always couldn't remember who she was, all she knew was that she had fallen.
When he woke up, he was already the master's disciple.
Without a father or a mother, he couldn’t have jumped out of a stone, right?
Storytellers say that monkeys pop out from the cracks in the rocks.
She doesn't like monkeys, and she doesn't want to be one.
Every time she thought about this, it always made her depressed.
Perhaps seeing her loneliness, Master and Sake, who was responsible for taking care of her, always praised her.
It's just that the direction of the compliment is a bit strange.
Sometimes she ate too much, and the master said: "Hungry and greedy, the future is boundless."
Sometimes she eats very little, and the master says: "Extravagance and waste will lead to a bright future."
She felt lonely and bored, so she raised flowers, plants and kittens. When her master found out, she was very pleased: "She has done many evil things, but she is very promising at a young age."
She thought, Master, is he a very bad person?
"You are the best in the world in subduing and slaying demons." Sake explained.
Lu Xiaoyuan turned over the ancient files in his hand, feeling both happy and worried.
Master is truly the best in the world at subjugating demons. Because he is the number one demon in the world.
The file says that there is no future for the devil.
Can you run away? Lu Xiaoyuan sat under the eaves, worried.
The summer nights in the villa are cool and the moonlight is thin and thin due to the shrouded clouds and mist.
In the hazy state, she saw her master standing under the pear tree in the courtyard, looking at the same moon.
As the wind blew, he drew a talisman in the air, and the scattered petals rose up one after another, turning into pearls and embedded in the night.
The night became brighter, and he turned around and smiled lightly at her, the scenery was infinite.
Madoka felt very magical, and the flowers in her heart also bloomed.
The next day, Xiao Yuan was sharpening ink for her master. When she saw him drawing a talisman on the paper, she couldn't wait to ask: "How should I draw a talisman that can turn into a night pearl?"
The master smiled and said: "It's not Fu's fault. Refining the demon cultivator defectors into flower fertilizer, the things that grow will naturally be different..."
The flowers in Lu Xiaoyuan's heart withered again.
"Let's talk about the demon king Xia Yan, who was born with no sense of shame. At the banquet in the Dragon Palace that day, Guan Shu was so injured that he lost his soul. Afterwards, he actually said to the Dragon King: "The scenery here is unique. You can build an attic to attract some beauties. With Ji as my companion, all the nobles from the six realms are here, and the house is like a city. As time goes by, no one will remember that a little immortal died." As soon as these words came out, all the six realms were hated..."
On a bright spring morning, Madoka leaned on the swing and read a book, trying to understand her master's life.
"Devil is desire. Being overwhelmed by desire will not end well." A familiar voice came from behind, and there was no discernible joy or sorrow.
It's over, I was caught peeking at the banned book, and the negative comments on it were read out by the person involved. Xiao Yuan's face turned red and she just wanted to run away on the spot.
The boat has hit a big iceberg, and this is a critical moment for life and death.
Madoka racked her brains, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, and finally came up with a topic that could change the conversation, resolve the embarrassment, and be extremely common!
"Master, have you eaten?"
"Oh? Why do you ask this?" Master said regretfully: "I was born without eating. Xiao Yuan, your brain is really broken."
He took the book away from her hand and asked, "What do you think?"
"Master, I was wrong." Lu Xiaoyuan thought he was letting her say her last words, so she covered her neck with both hands.
The air was silent for a few seconds.
She thought about it and felt that she had not found her parents yet, so she still wanted to say some good things, and said, "Xiao Yuan thinks that the master is actually very good!"
"Although sometimes cruel, he is not hypocritical and despicable." He added: "If Master really hated Madoka, he should have taken action long ago. It shows that Master is not narrow-minded."
Xia Yan knew that this was flattery.
However, some words are useless when spoken by others, but they are so touching when spoken from a specific person's mouth.
Xia Yan was in a daze, and some old things seemed to be near and far away.
Thirty thousand years ago, when he was being despised by others, she said: "You were just born to be a devil, you don't understand human feelings, and you are not bad-hearted."
Then, under the disdainful eyes of others, she smiled brightly and went with him to Qiyuntai to see the sea of rays of flowers swaying in the wind.
"You need to speak softly here, or you'll disturb the elves in the flowers."
He really stopped talking.
She was looking through the files compiled by the Immortal Immortal in the Sutra Pavilion, and said to him gloomily: "Shhh. The Spring and Autumn writing style of this book is too ridiculous. How about we secretly take this unique copy away before the old man finishes it?"
The Nether Palace was desolate, and there was no wine glass to drink with. She stretched out the index finger of her right hand and lightly touched the index finger of his right hand. The warmth of your fingertips lingers.
It's a pity that they are all fake.
Later, she almost disappeared into ashes and turned into a tiny speck of dust in the world.
During these many years, he used the remaining 10% of his cultivation to visit the six realms to find her soul.
In the human world, he accidentally met a poet who traveled around the world.
The poet boasted that he had an undiscovered talent, so he hung out in the flower restaurant all day long, treating him as a drinking buddy, and reciting some sour verses when he was drunk.
"Nung, moon and new moon."
"If two hearts know each other and share weal and woe, this is the best thing in the world."
He was so drunk that he actually shed some tears.
Xia Yan sadly found that he was being used.
So he asked: "Madoka, is there anything you want?"
Jade jade, gold woven and carved beams, elixirs of immortality, everything is there.
"Can I... know who I am?" Madoka whispered.
A quiet wind blew by.
"No." Xia Yan frowned.
Then he asked, “Where did this dossier come from?”
"Back to Master, there is a bag in the lapel of that lotus-colored cigarette gauze dress, and the bag was shaken out." Xiao Yuan said respectfully.
Seeing that he had been thinking for a long time just now, I was really afraid of offending him.
The file says: Big bosses who have been pampered for many years are usually so easy-going that they are almost undisciplined. But this is just the tip of the iceberg. If you really bump into such a person, you will be in a state of despair while talking and laughing.
Madoka felt like there was an ever-changing cloud above her head.
When this big man is in a good mood, the clouds will glow and everything will be fine; if he is in a bad mood, the sky will be covered with thunder and lightning.
Occasionally, there might be a bolt from the blue.
That's right, no matter what he asks, she must have a correct attitude and tell the truth, which is the best solution.
When she first woke up, she only had one set of dirty clothes on her body.
Qingjiu then measured the size for her and specially ordered many fashionable styles.
When she was dressing up, she felt something like a foreign object at the skirt of her clothes. She took it out and saw that it was a small brocade bag.
He shook it curiously, and a thick dossier fell out.
"How can such a small bag hold such a big book?" she asked Sake.
Sake quickly asked her to put the bag back to its original place, and said with a serious face: "Madoka, just pretend you didn't see anything."
Qingjiu didn't answer the question, but since he spoke sincerely, she didn't hesitate to ask more questions, so she put the bag back.
However, maybe because she had no magic power, she couldn't put the book back.
Although she couldn't find any records about herself after searching over and over, she always had time to spare and had nothing to do, so she made do with reading the contents of the file freshly.
It contains some records from ancient times, using time as the narrative line, storytelling style, and the wording is not very rigorous. The editor will add his own opinions and evaluations in some places.
She mainly wants to know more about the customs and customs of various places in the Six Realms.
Then by the way, we can understand the image of certain people in the mind of the book compiler.
Sometimes, some of the scenes described in the book will appear in front of your eyes, as if you are actually there, which is quite interesting.
She recalled some of the contents in the book and couldn't help but want to laugh. But he felt that the clouds above his head had not dispersed yet, so he pursed the raised corners of his mouth again.
Xia Yan waved his sleeves, and the bag flew into the air and fell into his hand.
Lu Xiaoyuan was stunned again.
He opened the bag and the thick book fell into it.
Hey, the boss is the boss, and he never gives much explanation when confiscating things.
As if aware of her subtle look at him, he said, "Do you want to meet the editor?"
"I think!" Madoka nodded quickly.
It is true that the editor likes to criticize demonic cultivators, but he must know many, many things.
Even if there are only a few words, she still wants to find clues to her life experience.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt wings growing out from behind her. She became so small, and the things around her expanded several times.
Eh? Butterfly.
She saw her reflection in her master's eyes.
Small, light, flexible and cute.
Xia Yan bent over and twirled the butterfly on the swing into his sleeves, then kneaded it and went up to Yunting.
In Kunling Palace, in the Palace of Eternal Life.
A long-lasting light went out.
Immortal Immortal's heart skipped a beat.
The weather has been chaotic recently, and he had made an appointment with the immortals to go to the mansion of Immortal Si Chen to discuss the matter.
Sensing something strange, he had no choice but to ask Jin Feng to apologize and go back halfway.
When he returned to the palace, he saw the evil-doing beast sitting in his seat with a file spread out on the table in front of him.
He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he only extinguished one lamp in time. If he didn't come back, this mad dog would probably extinguish all the ever-burning lamps in the palace.
To soothe his grief and anger, he humbly cupped his hands and said, "I didn't know that the Demon King was here, but I didn't expect it to be received from afar."
Mad Dog was reading a book without raising his head: "You're welcome, Immortal Lord."
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You rude beast, you should get down from my seat!
Immortal Immortal asked resentfully: "Why did the Demon King come to visit you this time?"
"Guess." Xia Yan said lightly.
The emotions that had just calmed down began to waver again. This beast's thoughts are really hard to fathom.
More than 10,000 years ago, this beast came here to find the remains of Yu Fu.
The heavens had already predicted that that day, and the Taoist God ordered the three gods to unite and lead the troops to set up a demon-killing array at Qintianmen in advance, just waiting for him to fall into the trap.
Unexpectedly, even with only 10% cultivation level left, this beast destroyed the entire divine army in an instant.
The huge evil energy gathered together, like a dagger hitting the gate of life, dispersing the immortal energy to nothing, excitingly threatening the formation of the gods.
The gods did not dare to move at all.
In full view of everyone, Xia Yan stepped into Qin Tianmen and said in disbelief: "I can't even use the Meteor Sky Sword."
He went into Kunling Palace to get what he wanted and left directly.
After he left, the evil spirit disappeared, but the immortal evil spirit still enveloped the entire Yunting.
What a dark day that was, Immortal Immortal no longer dares to recall, it was so terrifying.
However, the demonic energy lingered in the palace for a long time, and the immortals with low cultivation level panicked to save their lives. There were many people who resigned, and there were also casualties in the collision.
Immortal Immortal Immortal almost thought that he and his disciples were going to bid farewell to Kunling Palace forever.
Fire God Liu Zhu was compassionate and couldn't bear to see this, so he exhausted his own cultivation, caused lightning to strike the wood and made a fire, and used the Lihuo to light ninety-nine and eighty-one everlasting lamps, so as to ensure that the immortal energy expelled the evil energy and everyone was safe inside. .
And the above is just a part of this beast's success.
Now he is back again, entering Yunting is like entering a deserted place, showing off his power and arrogance to this point.
Immortal Immortal felt sad in his heart. However, after practicing for many years and ascending to the throne of immortality, he still has the spirit of an immortal and cannot tolerate a demon king wantonly infringing on his dignity.
"I don't know." He straightened his shoulders and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "I hope the devil can speak frankly."
"Look for her wisdom." Xia Yan patted the immortal on the shoulder and narrowed his eyes. "Actually, it doesn't matter if she is stupid. After all, she was stupid before. But if someone kills that thing, I will be a little sad."
