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pain.
It hurts.
All internal organs are on fire.
The boy curled up on the green mat, his white shirt soaked in cold sweat.
In the brightly lit hall, the maids filed in with red lanterns in hand. The leading woman wears a red gold crown and a veil covers her face. Those haunting phoenix eyes were raised, and she glanced sideways at the guest table next to her.
Eye movement.
All beings are upside down.
who is she
The boy's lips turned white from being bitten.
"This little thing is the unique blue silk bracelet of my Demon Sect. It means that three thousand blue silks can be held by the king. From then on, the green silk will only tie one's heart."
"It's strange, your body is cold, why are your ears so red?"
"Whether you hit me or scold me, my life is yours."
who
Who is talking
"Does it hurt?"
"No... it doesn't hurt..."
"It doesn't hurt, it's fine."
"Then I won't go back with you."
She walked resolutely, and never looked back in the deep snow.
The pain of broken bones penetrates inch by inch.
Blood meanders all the way.
The scene of the dream changed again.
"My concubine said, Congratulations to Lord Tiandao Hexi Lord Tiandao, you will soon have no children and grandchildren!"
… No.
"You are the way of heaven, the destiny of all people, and the supreme being of heaven and earth. For the sake of justice and equality of all beings, you should not have feelings or desires. Even if it is a temporary fetter, you can only stay in the world."
no.
He desperately wanted to refute, but he could only watch her laughing and crying in vain.
"In order to avoid future troubles, you broke my demon bones on the spot... seventy-two, no more, no less."
"Fate thinks I'm an eyesore, what can I do as an ant? I can't resist, it's just death!"
"How can I!"
"Get out! Don't touch me!"
One sentence is more desperate than the other.
The boy grabbed his chest and murmured, "Lin Lang, sweetheart, don't..."
until-
"died."
"Dead! They say they are dead! Aniang was killed by you! You give me back Aniang! You give me back!"
"Daddy, you, you return Aniang to the baby, the baby will be obedient, baby, the baby kowtows to you..."
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there's nothing my father can do.
"Snapped!"
The child knocked down his father's palm, his eyes full of hatred.
"I, the demon Langya, swear at this moment—"
"The way of heaven is unfair, punish and replace it, until death... only then!"
"No!!!"
A figure fell off the bed.
The dream was broken.
he woke up.
"Squeak—"
The door of the room was pushed open, and the twenty-eighth girl was holding a copper basin, and said with a doting smile, "Brother, your sleeping posture is not honest again, come and wash your face."
"...brother?"
Yu Wuxue raised her eyes, tears remained on her pale face.
Brothers and sisters wouldn't call her that.
This is where.
Who is this person.
"Oh, why are you crying like a little cat? But you've been haunted? Your hands are so cold." The girl took his wrist and breathed into her mouth.
Yu Wuxue pulled away abruptly.
The girl pursed her lips and joked, "Okay, my Mr. Cui Xiaolang said that only your daughter-in-law can touch you—Mr. Cui Xiaolang, it's time to eat. If you don't eat more and grow some meat, you will not mention it repeatedly in the future." You don't even have the strength of your sword, so how can you use it to promote good and punish evil? Little cat, wash your face quickly, the water is getting cold!"
... Mr. Cui Xiaolang
A very familiar name.
Why can't he remember.
Yu Wuxue reached into the copper basin with both hands, holding up a splash of warm water.
A strange, childish, and somewhat fierce face was reflected on the water, but the eyes were clear and cold.
It's like a sandalwood heart Buddha living in a demon king.
Mr. Cui Xiaolang.
Mr. Cui Xiaolang.
Mr. Cui Xiaolang.
"What's wrong with Brother Jing today?" At the dinner table, the mother was a little worried, and poked the child's forehead, "Could it be that it was cold last night and you became sick?"
His lips are thin and pale.
The older sister of the Cui family is gentle and demure, and when she is about to get married, her daughter is a bit mischievous, "Mother, our Hongjing brother may want to play with you, you, just leave him alone, this little devil in the world, he is always messing around with chickens." As a dog, he deserves it."
The father coughed, "Hongjing, you are also ten years old, stop bullying the little girl, Mr. Yu is weak, and there is only one daughter under his knees, and he is pampering like eyeballs—"
The boy dropped the bowl and chopsticks and ran out like crazy.
The family is not surprised.
"Why did you run away again? Brother Jing, come back quickly!"
"Forget it, he will eat when he is hungry."
The aroma of red bean rice and whispers wafted from the courtyard.
The boy rushed out of the courtyard gate.
Bumped into someone around the corner.
The little girl was crying, got up from the ground, and ran.
His heart stopped, and he grabbed the opponent's wrist.
"Ah, it hurts so much, let go!"
Delicate and reckless, it is when Xingzi is immature.
"... Linlang." He was silent for a moment, "You are Yu Linlang."
He was the one who burned the incarnation of Tianwai and returned to the Lin Lang he saw in the past. When he found her, her seventy-two demonic bones were shattered and she lost her will to live. He erased her half-life memories of grievances, and took her to a place called Liuli Town, where she recuperated and lived in seclusion.
But, why did he become the young gentleman of the Cui family
Cui Xiaolangjun, Cui Hongjing, the little devil king who can't be avoided by neighbors.
At the end of last year, his little girl got into a fight with someone, and the corner of her mouth was broken, which made him feel very distressed.
later…
Later, the little friends got married.
It was his marriage.
It was his hair.
It was also a marriage gift from him.
He changed from her man to her father.
Can-
He is the supreme being of heaven, what qualifications does ordinary fate have to play with him again and again
Knuckles tightened slowly.
His eyes grew angry.
"It hurts, it hurts so much, let go, little bastard!"
The little girl shook angrily.
Yu Wuxue raised her head slowly.
From now on, he is Cui Hongjing, the young gentleman of the Cui family.
"Hey, you bumped into someone and didn't squeak, it's too much." His tone changed from jerky to natural, "It's just that you were unreasonable last time and kicked me in the face, which hurt me a lot." After half a month of recuperation, it is not too late to settle the debt today."
Xiao Qingmei was afraid of him, but her mouth was still so arrogant, "You are a man, and you don't rely on your face to make a living, so it's interesting to hold on to him like this?"
"Interesting, this young master thinks it is very interesting."
The little girl choked.
She kicked the pebbles on the side of the street, and said depressedly, "Daddy bullied me, and you bullied me too. They are all bad people."
Mr. Cui Xiaolang took her hand.
The little girl froze for a moment, trying to break free, but was held even tighter.
"You, what are you doing!"
The boy looked straight ahead, "Want to venture into the rivers and lakes? I can take you elope."
"... Jianghu? Elopement? What is this?"
The boy turned his head.
It was obviously a young and delicate body, not even the waist of an adult man, but his tone was firm and convincing.
"We can go to a lively place with lanterns and peach cakes, just you and me, no one else."
The little girl hesitated for a moment.
"Then my dad..."
"We'll come back to see him when you're tired of the world. The Cui family will take good care of him." His temple hair fluttered in the wind, "Why, don't you want to? Or continue to be bullied?"
Xiao Qingmei thought hard, and finally let out a breath.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Two little hands are held together.
The eaves and bells are ringing, the cars and horses are sparkling, the sun has broken the mist, and the streets and marketplaces are full of laughter and cursing. Destiny took his little girl and walked past wine shops, teahouses, pawnshops, gold and silver workshops, Baoqin Terrace, past hawkers, tourists, wealthy businessmen, officials, monks, and children. .
Walk.
go quickly.
"You're walking too fast, I, my feet are numb."
Yu Wuxue pursed her lips and looked at her, the little girl lowered her head timidly, "It's true, I have never traveled far."
"... squeamish."
"People are not squeamish."
The little girl stared eagerly at the strings of candied haws passing by.
After a while, she had a bunch of them in her hand.
"The surname is Cui, Cui Hongjing—" the little girl licked two mouthfuls of candy residue, "well, for the sake of your kindness to me, I don't care about the previous things."
The boy stretched out his fingers and hooked her hair sticking to her lips back to her ears.
"I can do better for you."
She stared round.
"Can it be better? Could it be that you treat me to Yunpian Cake and candied haws every day?"
The boy's brows and eyes flickered a little.
"Yes." He coaxed slightly, "You only like me, and I will treat you to dinner every day."
The little girl seemed to understand but not understand.
"Hook."
"Hook!"
An anxious call came from not far away.
"... Lin Lang! Don't scare Daddy!"
"Little brother, little brother, where are you?"
The two families came out to find someone.
Cui Hongjing watched coldly as the man hugged his little girl in his arms, rubbing her hair, like a treasure lost and found again.
Weak, incompetent, and soft-hearted.
Therefore, "he" could only watch her marry someone else.
This time, he will never let go.
"Wow-"
The sycamore leaves rustled.
The young man in white held a long sword, like a river surging like a thunderbolt, his whole body was clear and brilliant.
The little girl next door stepped on the low ladder and watched the battle with great interest.
Soon.
She's old enough to get married.
Yu Wuxue put a crabapple flower on her hairpin and presented it with a sword.
"Send it to me?"
Miss Yu raised her eyebrows excitedly.
"Lin Lang, marry me."
She twirled the flower branches with her fingers, smiling with crooked eyebrows.
"OK."
On the big day, the groom leads the bride across the threshold and brazier by holding the red silk.
"Congratulations, a match made in heaven, to have a precious son early!"
"Come, come, have another drink!"
Cui Hongjing was dressed in red silk, with a handsome face, surrounded by guests. He heard "myself" say, "Uncle is not good at drinking, I will drink for him."
Ah.
He looked at the lines on his palm, which were so faint that he couldn't see the number of life and death clearly.
But so what
He finally won.
Cui Hongjing smoothed the messy skirt and stepped into the wedding room.
He poured two glasses of wine and approached the bride with them.
The hijab slid off the shoulders.
Tonight, she was dressed in red makeup, which he once asked the most blessed old man Shiquan in the town to dress up. As a father, he watched the whole process and knew how to draw beautiful eyebrows and how to paint lips.
"Cui Hongjing—"
"My husband."
She shyly said, "Husband."
He handed the wine glass to her eyes, "After drinking this glass of Hebei wine, you and I will be united forever, and we will never be separated again from life to life."
The two drank with their arms intertwined.
"Boom—"
The gold bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Dark red blood spilled from the groom's lips.
And the bride smiled all over her face, "I've waited for so long, and I finally waited for you to throw yourself into a trap, Yu Wuxue, do you think I won't recognize you after you change your appearance? You smashed me seventy The two heavenly demon bones have ruined my foundation and destroyed my Dao heart, and today, I want you to die without a place to bury you."
Cui Hongjing is leaning against the red mantle, her face is like gold paper, and her breath is like gossamer.
He smiled lowly.
The laughter was desolate and cold.
"False, after all, can't be true."
"You're not her, you're not... Damn, everything deserves to die!"
He was full of resentment, and the Tianque long sword came out in response to the oath.
The wedding banquet became a purgatory on earth, and blood spattered his eyes.
Cui Hongjing remained expressionless, he stretched out two fingers, wiped away gently, and cut a dark bloodstain.
It's cold.
Holding a bleeding sword, he stood in the middle of the courtyard for a long time.
I do not know how long it has been.
The moonlight has never changed, turning the body into a corpse.
Until one day, someone broke in.
"No snow—"
familiar voice.
He lifted his frosty eyelashes.
The man was wearing a red dress with a blood fan around his waist.
"An illusion, how did you make it look like this?" She ran up, cupped his face with both hands, and gasped, "You have a red line between your eyebrows... Are you possessed?!"
Obsessed
It is a joke that all sentient beings are destined to become demons.
"Tianmo Shahua."
"… What?"
Lin Lang raised her neck and her eyes showed confusion.
The bewitched Tianming hugged her waist, like a Buddha with delicate bones and fine bones, opened his eyes of desire.
"The moonlight is very good tonight, I want to see clearly..."
He rubbed the cinnabar mole behind her ear with the tip of his tongue.
"When you made love with me, how did it bloom on you step by step."
Have you ever tasted the taste of falling and sinking with the devil
Let your husband help you.