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Lin Lang's black hair was untied, loosely loosened, and a lock fell to his neck, entwined with tenderness.
Her fingers slid gently on Tiandao's lips.
His fingertips were stained with dried blood.
"But... the concubine regretted it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Tiandao directly sprayed a mouthful of blood.
"Hey, you, what did you say?"
He obviously had trouble controlling his emotions and was coughing badly. Due to Tiandao's strong self-healing ability, the broken bone wound slowly stopped the bleeding, and he was caught off guard by this piercing words. He was horrified, and seventy-two wounds on his body burst again, which made him so painful that his limbs Presents a state of slight convulsions.
Tiandao was startled and angry, before he had time to question Linlang, the tingling sensation in his body became more and more intense.
Foreign bodies grow wildly in the body.
In an instant, it devoured one-tenth of the divine consciousness of the Heavenly Dao, strong and domineering.
"ah-"
Tiandao had a splitting headache and screamed out of control.
Everyone felt chills down their spines.
In just a moment, the clear sky suddenly became chaotic and dark, with the sun in the east and the moon in the west. When the order broke free from the shackles, the law began to act wantonly.
Across the ages, one eye slowly opened from the darkness.
No desire, no desire, no sorrow, no joy.
Everyone was forced to lie on the ground by the coercion, digging the soil with both hands, struggling in the line of life and death.
The only ones present who were not affected were Lin Lang and the little prince.
Linlang raised her head to look at Tianji's eyes, she was very familiar with that outline.
Double pupil.
The outermost pupils are bottomless black pupils, inside which is a brilliant blood sun, symbolizing the killing and annihilation of the world.
Tianwai's incarnation in Tiandao's subconscious has awakened.
The double blood pupil caught the presence of the intruder, and slowly rolled its eyeballs.
A ray of light shone on Lin Lang.
"Mother, mother—"
The little prince turned pale.
He realized something was possible.
"Langya, Auntie wants to play hide-and-seek with you, okay? You close your eyes first."
A Niang coaxed him with crooked eyebrows, but she wasn't in the slightest panic.
The little guy opened his mouth, became dumb, and couldn't make a sound.
Lin Lang confined his voice with power.
"Shh, it won't be long. Auntie is waiting for you to find me."
The little prince burst into tears.
Crying out of breath.
No, he doesn't want to.
He doesn't play hide and seek.
He only wants A Niang.
The last time the little prince saw A Niang's Yimu, it was she who tilted her head, her black hair was draped all over her body, and a shark tear pendant was tied to her ear. Such a familiar appearance made the little guy think in a trance, this must be a dream .
He and A Niang obviously had a good time in Youyu, A Niang let her hair loose as usual, her eyebrows and eyes were beautifully illuminated by the light, and he was also lying on A Niang's lap as usual, muttering Seeing that he ate peanuts again today, he will become a ball if he keeps going like this, and he will lose his prestige as a prince's soldier.
A Niang must be angry and funny, and patted his arched buttocks.
The little prince's cheeks were blushing, and he said Aunt, how can you spank his buttocks, he is already nine years old, he is not allowed to spank his buttocks, if his little subordinates see him, how can he show off his prestige!
But A Niang just didn't listen, she smiled and reached out to hug him.
The little guy didn't get annoyed anymore, like a fat little piggy, obediently nestled into A Niang's arms.
Soon fell into a deep sleep.
The little prince was crying, shook his head desperately, and retreated desperately.
How much he was nostalgic for the warmth of A Niang's palms in the past, how scared he is at this moment!
Lin Lang was kneeling, leaning forward, grabbing a corner of the little prince's clothes to prevent anyone from escaping.
The little prince watched her stretch out her hand in horror, his body convulsed involuntarily, and his whole body trembled like chaff.
He was terrified, with a look of despair.
There was a smile in the other party's eyes, and he covered the child's eyes tenderly.
"Promise Mom, don't bully Peanut less, and..."
"Remember to grow up well."
Palms are no longer warm.
The little prince didn't cry anymore.
The person who coaxed him is no longer there.
Everyone gathered their mana and desperately resisted the catastrophe of annihilation. What made them even more collapsed was that all levels of magic weapons failed, and their cultivation was completely suppressed, almost equivalent to unarmed ordinary people! The venerables sadly found that when the catastrophe came, they had no power to fight back!
Compared with the vast and majestic world, they are really small like ants, life and death are involuntary.
My fate is just a joke.
The faces of the venerables are ashamed. Is it true that they are going to die here today
Just as they were remorseful, they suddenly discovered that the deadly storm had stopped at some point.
Everyone raised their faces cautiously and blankly, and everything returned to normal.
The sky is still the same sky, only the sun, no moon.
The peach tree grows well in the soil, swaying brightly with the wind.
The fatal wounds on their bodies disappeared.
As if nothing had happened.
Except for that dull little prince.
Except for the little kid who lost his mother.
Tiandao regained consciousness, he stroked his forehead, bursts of broken pain hit.
And the chest was inexplicably tight.
He unconsciously scratched the skirt of his chest, and the bloody clothes were soaked in cold sweat on his back, numb and itchy, as if he had crawled over a nest of poisonous scorpions.
Tian Dao gasped in pain.
Why so uncomfortable
When he tried his best to stabilize his chaotic situation, he suddenly smelled a very faint fragrance.
This fragrance is incompatible with the floral fragrance of Taolin.
Tian Dao noticed the abnormality and raised his eyes suddenly.
The little prince who was closest to him looked at him coldly.
Obviously they have the same eye color, and they have similar outlines, but Tiandao didn't feel any similarity.
"You... Where's your mother?"
He was a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look directly into the child's overly indifferent eyes.
"died."
The little prince said calmly.
Tiandao's body froze suddenly.
"You, what did you say?"
He unconsciously pinched the little prince's wrist, his tone almost pressing.
He did it himself, and asked himself what
The little prince's suppressed emotions for a long time finally broke out, "Dead! Everyone said he was dead! He was wiped out! A Niang was killed by you! You give me back my Aunt! You give me back!"
He frantically beat Yu Wuxue's chest.
Yu Wuxue's soul trembled violently.
died? Impossible... how is it possible!
His double pupils twirled crazily, and his divine light searched for fragments of time to reenact the past episodes.
The young mother covered the child's eyes to prevent him from seeing the cruel scene of her leaving. She bent down, and her lips touched her young forehead lightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she finally held back, with pity and reluctance.
She turned her head and glanced at the child's father.
Like resentment, like regret.
In the end, everything was relieved.
The tears on the cheeks fell like shark beads, washing away the blood on the lips.
She closed her eyes and accepted the judgment of fate.
Yu Wuxue's flesh and blood were no longer warm, like an exquisite white jade puppet that was radiating cold air.
"Give me back my aunt... Please... please, give me back my aunt..." The little prince's throat was hoarse, and his eyes were red again. The vast man said, "Please, Daddy, please return my mother to my son, and my son will be obedient, my son, I kowtow to you, Daddy, please let my mother go!"
Daddy, he finally heard the title he was looking forward to.
But why now
Why now
Yu Wuxue turned her head stiffly, looking at the last relic she left him in this world.
"Daddy, I beg you, my child!"
The little prince knocked his head loudly.
The child who was most afraid of pain in the past kowtowed desperately for his mother.
The white forehead was stained with mud, and it quickly became red and swollen. In less than a moment, the child's head was smashed, blood flowed all over the face, and the sticky scarlet blurred vision. But he didn't dare to rub it, and he didn't dare to cry out for pain. This was the only chance for A Niang to come back to life.
"Please, please forgive me..."
The child even changed to a more respectful name, his expression was respectful and humble, and he was cautiously flattering him, not at all as smart as usual.
A shrill cry came from the cub's slender throat.
"Ya'er only has one mother, please, please forgive me..."
The child was so dumb that he could hardly speak, and with a blood clot in his mouth, he could only struggle to tear his throat.
His frail body lay on the ground, his back trembling.
"… stand up."
There was a sound above his head, subdued and calm.
It was my father's voice.
The little prince raised his head in surprise, with a look of hope and humility, full of longing, "You... have you promised Ya'er?"
The father hooked the child's arm and was about to pull him up. Hearing this sentence, his lungs felt as if they were on fire, and the pain was burning instantly, and the spirit that was barely stable almost collapsed.
No, he can't pass out.
He still has to protect people to leave this place safely.
Otherwise... how dare he face the child's mother
Tiandao bit the tip of his tongue, crazily stimulating the tired consciousness.
It's just for a brief moment.
In the eyes of the little prince, he saw that the man's brows were slightly frowned, and the next moment he returned to normal, calm and calm.
The child's heart that had just warmed up fell into the cold abyss again.
"Your mother..." the father paused, not wanting to deceive him because of his young age, "her fascination disappeared too early, and there is no trace left. I... I'm sorry, I can't do anything."
The hand in the man's sleeve was tightly clenched, twitching, not daring to teach the child to discover his fragility.
Ya'er has lost his mother, and urgently needs a reliable, strong backbone who can withstand the wind and rain.
As a husband, he can grieve, he can be ashamed, or even a walking dead.
But as a father, he has to think about his children.
He is innocent and should not be buried with his parents' grievances.
"I'll take you back to Jianmen." Tiandao said in a low voice, "Your teacher and uncle are very good, and will take care of you to grow up safely."
The little prince clenched his teeth, "I don't want Shigong Shibo, I want mother."
"I said, your mother is gone." Tiandao endured the sweetness in his throat, his condition was very bad, both physically and mentally, to the point of desperation, even when he was born, he was not so fragile.
The way of heaven worked hard to support him so that no one would see his weakness, lest someone with a heart take advantage of it, but the child didn't understand his father's painstaking efforts, and insisted on pouring salt on his wounds if he refused to forgive him. Reminding him over and over how cruel and ruthless his incarnation in the sky is, making his beloved one disappear in ashes.
"No matter what you think, I am your father, you have to go back with me." Tiandao looked very calm, "You are still young, you need someone to watch over you, otherwise you will easily go astray, just like..."
Unconsciousness, he suddenly stopped the second half.
The father subconsciously looked at his younger son.
"...like what? Like my mother? You...why do you call my mother?!"
The little prince clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red and swollen, like a sensitive little hedgehog, who dared to say that A Niang was wrong, he dared to go all out.
Tiandao was slightly disturbed.
"Ya'er—"
Just as Tiandao was about to explain, the child's resentful eyes hurt his whole body, and he froze in place for a moment, losing the ability to speak.
The moment before, he lost his love.
At this moment, the only bloodline was hostile and hated him, refusing any approach.
He was not good at words, he opened his mouth, but remained silent, and gently picked up the little guy.
"Snapped-"
The back of the hand was hit hard.
The child knocked down his father's palm hard.
Yu Wuxue was startled.
The little guy backed away.
A full ten steps.
It became a world with a clear distinction.
The little prince bit his finger and solemnly took a drop of blood.
A layer of faint golden light floated around.
How sharp is Tiandao, his expression changed drastically.
"Stop—"
It's a pity that he was still a step too late.
Outside the golden light was the father who was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.
In the golden light, there is a son with an indifferent face and a decisive heart.
"I, the demon Langya, swear at this moment—"
The drop of blood fell into his eyes, forcing open a round of blood yang, deduced the power of Hetu Luoshu penetrating heaven and earth, faintly showing a bit of majesty to order all living beings.
The innocent color in the young child's eyes disappeared completely.
"The way of heaven is unfair, punish and replace it, until death... only then!"
Heavenly Dao's Qi and blood surged, and a smear of scarlet overflowed from the corners of his lips.
But the little prince didn't even look at it. After he made his oath, he left without looking back.
Momen's confidants naturally wanted to follow His Highness the Crown Prince, and His Majesty had issued an edict before she was alive, and if she died, the Crown Prince would ascend the throne at any time.
"The master..."
The elder of Jianmen called out worriedly.
They don't know what's going on now, the closest father and son turned against each other.
"Shall we... let's chase the young master back?" the older elder suggested cautiously.
Father covered his lips and coughed softly.
Just when the elder was about to take it back on his own initiative, he heard the cold and heartless voice of the headmaster, "No need. Don't call me little young master anymore. I made a mistake, and he is not my real blood. You are lawless, and you will get into trouble sooner or later, and you will be smashed to pieces. Jianmen must not make friends with such a madman."
This means that Jianmen will continue to suppress Momen
The elder couldn't help but think of the heavenly witch empress who was so fragrant and shattered, her eyebrows were burning like peaches, and she lost countless cities. However, her heir is only nine years old, even if he is placed in the sword gate full of immortal talents, he can only swing the first sword. Can he really guard the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Empress? Not to mention that the current situation in Taishi Continent is complicated, with many powerful countries and wolves around, these old slickers are giving the empress enough face if they don't eat the children's bones clean.
"… yes."
The elder did not dare to refute the opinion of the head.
"The battle is over, let's go."
The leader in white turned around and left, choosing another way to leave.
Walking in opposite directions, like a stranger.
The turmoil in the ancient country finally calmed down, but the ripples it brought were silently brewing changes.
In just a hundred years, Jianmen is like a sword drawn from its sheath, becoming sharper and more rigid.
And the ruler of the Demon Sect also changed his cautious style in the past, annexed the Demon Sect of the Western Regions, wooed the Great Wu Dynasty, gathered three forces, and isolated the Sword Sect.
One day, when the time was right, millions of demon soldiers approached the sword gate.
"Langya the Heavenly Demon, come to experience the unparalleled swordsmanship of the master of the sword gate."
The leader was a young man with eyebrows flying into his temples and an elegant complexion. His tall and slender figure was accentuated by his white clothes.
Just like her mother's elegance.
"He's still here."
The white-haired elder Taishang sighed and turned to look at the disciple who was neither sad nor happy.
"Wuxue, do you really want to fight him?"
"nature."
This pair of father and son, who should have been the most inseparable, still came to the most tragic ending.
The Supreme Elder regretted it a little. If he had no selfish intentions at the beginning and agreed to the marriage of the two, would the cause and effect be different in the end
It was always snowing heavily at Jianmen, and the head of the gate in white stood on the top of the mountain, with his robes in the wind, as ethereal as a fairy.
"You are really not afraid of death. You can't bear it for a hundred years. What are you talking about about longevity."
Tiandao lowered his eyelids, as if overlooking the ants at the bottom of his feet.
The young man sneered, "Okay, Lord Tiandao, you can kill your wife to prove the truth. I, a son who is not recognized by you, it is not your turn to teach me a lesson. It just so happens that you claim to be the leader of the immortal way of Jianmen, and you disdain to fight with the Demon Gate." Being a member of the company, you still make trouble for me every day, and it is really annoying after a long time, so I simply took this opportunity to end it together."
He saw that Tiandao didn't have any sword on him, and said, "You and I are neither father nor son, so don't talk about those hypocritical benevolence and morality, you can do whatever you want. A Niang is dead, and you don't have to keep those ridiculous promises. You should know why I came here, my mother can't get her own justice, and as a son, I will naturally inherit her will. I am willing to die in martyrdom, and I will never regret it!"
Tiandao said coldly, "No need. I don't use a sword, and you are no match."
The corner of the young man's mouth slanted, sarcastically, "It's up to you."
A shocking change has taken place on the mountain peak.
Both days appear at the same time.
All living beings bow their heads for it.
"buzz—"
The Supreme Elder's expression changed slightly.
Once again, ten thousand swords blared together.
"Master, junior brother..." the fat elder looked at the weapons of the riot in the sky, and asked hesitantly, "Is there anything wrong?"
The elder Taishang said lightly, "Your junior brother has already broken free from the shackles, and the laws of heaven and earth are on him, Langya is no match for him."
The fat elder heaved a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he saw someone walking down the mountainside.
The man was dressed in white, like a green lotus shining in the water.
"Junior Brother—"
The fat elder let out a cry of joy.
The other party seemed to be aware of it, and turned his face sideways.
The color of her lips was slightly pale, and she was shocked.
It's a young junior.
No, it's not.
The fat elder took a step back in shock.
The other party withdrew his cold gaze, and walked down the mountain at a leisurely pace.
The snow is falling more and more.
In the dark world, someone was buried in the endless deep snow.
"He has grown up, you should rest assured."
On a certain day of a certain year, a passer-by found an unknown corpse in the snow-capped mountains.
Face and identity are no longer recognizable.
Only the left wrist bone wears an emerald ring, which is immortal, indestructible, and warm as ever.
"Grandpa, what is this?"
The little girl was carrying a small bamboo basket and looked at it curiously.
"I heard that it was a long, long time ago, a token of love agreed by the demons, called the blue silk bracelet."
The old man touched the child's head.
"Wow, it belongs to the demon clan! The emperor is also from the demon clan! Then why doesn't he go to get married and stay here? It's so cold here." The little girl asked innocently.
"Maybe the way back is too far..."
So I spent my whole life, but never arrived again.