When the Demon Lord Became Too Ruthless, His Mortal Enemy Lost.

Copywriting of this article: In his previous life, Yan Zhao was bound by the Tiandao sect's system just before he killed the person who destroyed this world. Even though he was born with a semi-immortal body, he was helpless. Like a pig or dog, he was shackled and manipulated at will, and he lost his freedom from then on. The system says that the world here is destined to be destroyed. Even if there is no person who destroys the world, it will move towards the established development due to other reasons. This person will only speed up the process. As long as he captures this person and makes him truly fall in love with him, he can ascend and escape from this place after the destruction of the world. Yan Zhao only felt sick, and endured the system's punishment. He gritted his teeth and endured the endless punishment that the system imposed on his fragile consciousness time and time again, tearing out the guts, tearing out the heart, and painful to the bone, hoping to change the outcome of the future. But he still watched helplessly as all his close friends were wiped out. During this period, he discovered the true intentions of the system, and desperately discovered that he was trying to fight against an invincible and superior existence. Later, both the head brother and the supreme elder died tragically. From then on, the sect withered and the sect existed in name only. The nephew who raised him as his own daughter completely separated from him because he did not rescue him in time, and they turned against him ever since. In the end, before the world slipped into destruction, he devoted his whole life, sacrificed his soul, and set up an ancient magic circle to seal the disaster of the world. During this period, his nephew and the remaining disciples of the sect all died calmly to protect the formation without any complaints. In the end, the formation was formed, and everyone in the Tianxing Sect worked hard to win thousands of years of vitality for this world. Yan Zhao could no longer control what happened after that. The perspective of attacking in a previous life "I'm finally free." Cang Lan watched Yan Zhao's pupils gradually begin to expand, but she still stared persistently into the void, trying her best to calmly finish these words to the unknown existence. After a moment, as if she heard something, the corners of her lips were slightly raised to outline a shy smile, and then the breath completely disappeared. As his aura dissipated, another gust of breeze suddenly blew through the barrier, lifting Yan Zhao's forehead hair, revealing what looked like a blood-red mole at the end of his eye. Yan Zhao's last words were broken and scattered due to his weak aura, but they were still keenly captured by Cang Lan. What secret does he carry? Cang Lan subconsciously held Yan Zhao's body in her arms, subconsciously patted his back gently, lowered her head and thought silently. It's a pity that this person can no longer answer his questions. Cang Lan saw a drop of water fall on the end of Yan Zhao's eye, just crossing the bright red tear mole. It looked as if Yan Zhao, who had always been tough, finally dared to indulge himself in crying after death. Then another drop of water fell, and he realized that it was his own tears that fell on Yan Zhao's face. Cang Lan clutched her chest in confusion and confusion, her heart seemed to be falling endlessly, and she couldn't feel its beating. He thought endlessly, why would I shed tears over the death of this sworn enemy who ruined his plan to destroy the world? Probably because I am happy. The perspective of this life After all the opportunities he had to go back in time, he returned to the place where he met Cang Lan for the first time. He stared at the so-called protagonist in his hands with unpredictable eyes. He was lost in thought for a moment, and silently murmured between his lips and teeth: "You high and mighty beings are always so arrogant. This time, let's all watch!" After this silent murmur fell, Yan Zhao smiled meaningfully at Cang Lan. My great son, you never thought that one day you would fall into my hands. "From now on, just call him Gou Sheng." Persona: You will definitely retaliate, and you will have a hard-core mouth. He will kill you while you are sick and talk harshly. Shou Yan Zhao × looks like an anti-social element and is beaten to death, but in fact he blushes when teased. An honest man - Wife Slave Gong Demining: non-traditional cultivation of immortality, all the settings are pure nonsense, don't be ridiculous, I have never cultivated immortality, so I am having fun just writing pictures. PS: Meng Xin's writing style is gentle. I don't have a few hairs on my head and the contract was not successful. If you continue to spray me, the few sparse hairs on my head will fall out and I will squat on the bedside of your bed along the network cable and burst into tears. Knock on the blackboard: Attack and Shou are both pure. All unreasonable things in the article are foreshadowing. They will unfold slowly in the future, and occasionally they will be cruel. But at the end, I am a vulgar person, and I like happy endings. Even if there are two dogs in my article, I will let them hurt. —————— Copywriting for advance receipt of next copy Copywriting of this article He stared intently at the drops falling silently above his head, not paying any attention to the scene. He coughed hard, caressed the furry body that was still warm in his arms, and wrote lightly: "The world is noisy, the crowds are bustling, and tourists have their own places to go. I am alone, with nowhere to call home. Now even it has left me." When Shi Jing saw him looking so skinny and skinny, nothing could be more sad than his heart-broken look. Listening to his lifeless words, he finally realized the heart-piercing pain. So he felt like his heart was being torn out by these words. He slowly and fearfully reached out to grab the other hand of the man on the hospital bed, and murmured: "Let me leave with you..." But before he could touch him, the man turned his head and looked at him slightly, stared at him with clear eyes and said coldly: "Don't touch me, let me go cleanly, don't touch me when I'm alive, don't touch me when I'm dead. If I violate it, my soul will fall into the Abi Hell forever after death, and I will never be able to escape." The young man's voice was clear and cold, and he said such heartless words without any extra emotion. They have known each other for many years, but now they have reached this point like a pair of sworn enemies. Because they know so much about what each other cares about most, the blades that stab each other are extremely sharp. There was no blood, but the throat was sealed with a knife. The man stared silently at the painful posture of Shi Jing at this moment. He was silent for a long time, coughing and gasping for a while. When his breathing calmed down, he cleared his throat, took a breath, and gently raised his lips at Shi Jing: "Shi Jing, you and I will never see each other again. Happy, happy in each life, I hope that after death and reincarnation, there will be no more... Any involvement, even if..." His breath became weaker and weaker, and his voice gradually became smaller, but he still tried his best to finish the sentence, but in the end he still failed. When Shi Jing heard what he was going to say, he quickly stood up and knelt beside him, staring at him. He listened slightly to what the man said next, just wanting to hear his voice at the end. But he watched helplessly as the man managed to take a few breaths at the end. As these unfinished words extinguished all life, his dark pupils began to expand, and then he slowly closed his eyes. Didi, didi, didi... The instrument continuously issued warnings indicating death, and the electrocardiogram turned into a straight line. … That man is dead... Suddenly, a wailing sound like a wild beast came from the ward, like a cuckoo weeping blood, and it continued for a long time without stopping. The situation turned out as the man wished, and he was never touched again. Even the funeral was handled by a professional funeral team using that man's inheritance. His ashes were buried next to his parents with the highest standards, and he was allowed to return home. There were the parents he missed the most, his kitten, the place he longed for, and his complete home. From now on... The deceased embarked on the joyful journey home with smiles on their faces, while the living were alive and well in the world and rotting away in prison. Year after year after that, Shi Jing lived alone and bored in the lonely years, year after year, until he had white hair and wrinkles covering his face, sagging skin and age spots all over his body, and his waist could not be straightened and he looked like he was getting old every time he took a step. He kept in mind that man's disgust for him until his death, fearing that he would disturb their family's purity, and never visited their graves once. He didn't even dare to worship from a distance. … Even if he really wanted to, the thought almost made him crazy. He asked Master Jiku to suppress his soul under the formation after his death, so as to avoid reincarnation. After a long time, his soul would naturally disappear under the formation. That person hoped that they would never have anything to do with each other in all their lifetimes. This expectation was too painful and he really couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, I can only stop reincarnation and keep all the memories I share with him, both sweet and bitter. The soul that punishes me also dies in loneliness. Thinking about it this way, he might be able to feel at ease in his heart. Finished —————— Demining: A vulgar and abusive article about a dog chasing his wife at the crematorium. It's so vulgar, I'm a cuckold~~I love writing. Character design: The gentle and tough little sun Pipi shrimp is attacked by the summer drought × the cold and fragile big iceberg and the thin skin. When he passed by and saw a dead tree on the roadside, he thought of the summer dry season, and he was so scared to death! All unreasonable things are foreshadowing for the future. Don't ask. If you ask, I will write it down later. I have kept a small book to record all the foreshadowing. I am a fool and even let them bite the two mosquitoes in the article. The author is new and gentle. Please read the author's pen name before spraying. The hair on your head is getting thinner and thinner. Now you are very anxious about not being able to sign a contract. The few hairs on your head have fallen out due to your spraying. I squatted on the bedside of your bed with the Internet cable and burst into tears. Knock on the blackboard: Mainly accept, double clean he Although it is a bloody and cruel article, the emotional line is not abusive. The author will never tarnish any feelings, including family, friendship and love. All the points of abuse between the protagonists in the book are all kinds of incidents where they are unable to resist and watch each other drift away. Those things cannot be undone and cannot be undone. ———— The author has something to say When writing about this topic, I thought of some intimate words to say to anyone who can read this article. The writing may be rough and hard to read, but every sentence comes from the heart. It was Teacher Luo Xiang's words that woke me up and supported me through these years. There are a lot of heartless people in the world, and there are also people who are just butchers of dogs. If you fall into an abyss, don't give up easily. Please be sure to believe that there are many people who will overcome all obstacles to save you. They will be your parents, lovers, friends, or even strangers you have never seen on the roadside. They are doctors, nurses, policemen, firefighters, and the great country we love. If you don't have that person around you for the time being, then go search for Teacher Luo Xiang and listen to his words - please do it again and again, and again, and again, and thousands of times, and without hesitation, save yourself from the fire and water in this world. Life lasts only 30,000 days, it's just a borrowed skin, why bother to cling to all kinds of things. No matter how bruised and bloody you are now, please stand up immediately, pick up any weapons you can resist, and fight back hard. If you don't save yourself, who can save you? Please all the obedient babies who are currently stuck in the quagmire, please engrave this sentence into your DNA. Anyway, when I think about it, I am almost alive for 10,000 days. Excluding the time for eating, sleeping and squatting on the toilet, how much time can I use to hold my phone? Thinking of this, I feel like I have nothing to fear. The sky is blue and the water is clear. Even the smell of my husband's stinky feet is not so unbearable. I hope that all the treasures who can read these words will be happy today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and all the days after. We will not be happy all the time, but we must make ourselves happy every day. I wish that countries with wars in the world can restore peace as soon as possible, that there will no longer be people who don't have enough to eat in the world, and that this global epidemic can be over soon. Finally, I would like to wish everyone who sees my article and likes and adds it to my collection can make a fortune hahahahaha! Akimbo Please accept me, editor of Make a Wish to the Sky. I haven't signed the contract yet and I'm about to die. Purpose: Protect the environment and care for animals.