The day the seal of Wuxi was released, the suppressed Demon Temple escaped.
Catastrophic thunder falls from the sky, and mourning floods the world.
Countless mortals were kidnapped by demons and used as hostages to force Yingzhou to open the Tower of Babel.
Unfortunately, I am one of the hostages.
He was still the unlucky guy with the worst chance of dying at any time, with the demon Lingkong pinching his neck.
At that time, it was the Jingzhe, thunder was rolling, and the demon Jie Jie was laughing rampantly, threatening the man opposite holding the silver halberd: "Hand over the mountain-zhen jade, otherwise none of these mortals will survive."
I quietly looked at the young man opposite.
Under the blood clouds and under the wind and snow, his expression was silent, and his black eyes were as calm as ever.
I lowered my eyes, and when the devil was unprepared, I summoned the dagger that Qi Chaoyu had given me, and then stabbed my own heart without hesitation.
This is the ending I chose for myself.
Even though I knew I was going to die, I wanted to die with dignity.
However, when I closed my eyes, I saw the young man lost his silver halberd and staggered towards me.
How strange.
Can a cold-hearted God shed tears?
*
The sea changes, and a hundred years pass, but I am not completely dead. I eat, drink and indulge in the world incognito.
In the wine pavilion, the storyteller was on the stage talking about the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago.
With a slap in the face, he said with joy: "Speaking of which, the divine monarch's sweetheart died in that battle. The divine monarch personally killed the Demon Temple but did not return to the divine realm. He also gave up the divine bones, all in order to find the remnant soul of his sweetheart!"
I propped my jaw, finished the last piece of pastry, and wiped my hands.
What should I have for dinner today?
*
Qi Chaoyu knew that the eldest lady of the Jing family was arrogant and willful, and was greedy for life and afraid of death.
At first I was extremely disgusted with him, but later I behaved to please him.
However, he was born with a broken soul, heartless and heartless, and he always stood by and watched what the eldest lady did.
Until the day she died, the spring rain was pouring in the world.
For the first time, he experienced an unbearable pain.
Reading guide:
1. Write in the third person, flexible and flexible × weak and pretending to be good
2. This article has a twist, and both the male and female protagonists have vests. They are unorthodox cultivators of immortality. Some private settings are taken from "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"
3. Each character has his own life
4. If you like it, just collect it [Xingxingyan]. Collections and comments are the biggest motivation for the author of Cai Cai.
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5. To the readers who have always been with me: words of thanks are always very pale, but I am extremely happy that you are still here, waiting for next spring.
Intention: See the immortal in the colorful clouds in the distance, holding the flower towards the jade capital
