It was already dusk when Qianhua and Han Ge, who was holding Cao Cao, returned to the ancient city in the sky. However, they saw Nangong Xiaoxiao sitting alone on the stone steps of the front hall of the ancient city, which was lonely and slightly desolate. He held his cheek and seemed unhappy. Qianhua slowly He stepped closer and startled her and raised her eyes. Fang restrained his anguish and put on a slightly relieved smile: "Sister Hua, you are back! I have good news and bad news for you. Do you want to hear the good news or the bad news first?" information?"
"Good news." Qianhua came back tired from his travels. He hoped that there would be some good news to cheer him up, so he chose to listen to the good news first.
"The good news is that we fought the battle with the Heaven Realm without disarming our troops for a whole day and finally defended the Demon Realm."
"What about the bad news?"
"The bad news is that we actually lost the battle." Xiaoxiao lowered his head with a gloomy expression, "There were many casualties, and the homeland that was about to be rebuilt fell into a bleak mess. Although the Demon Realm was barely defended, many military fortresses , such as the sea control of the Hopeless Sea and the territorial rights of the Demonic Mountain, have been taken over by the heaven. Now we are like turtles in a urn, surrounded by the sea in front of them and the mountains in the back. As long as they make a little move, we are very likely to be able to survive again. We can't bear it either; now they have ceased their activities, not to give us a chance to breathe, but to trap us who can only defend ourselves and cannot fight back and slowly wait to die... Sister Hua, this is not the worst, the worst thing is that the devil himself He is very sad, he is very irritable, and he is very decadent. I have never seen him with such a tangled and sad expression. Sister Hua, it would be best if you come back. We don’t know how to comfort him... "
After finally being reborn from nirvana and making a comeback, he was strangled in the cradle by the unscrupulous celestial thugs. The military spirit and sincerity that finally emerged, the smile and self-confidence that he finally regained were eaten away by whales, and he struggled to be a trapped beast. He is fighting, but can't see the day when he will come out. How can he, who was once all-powerful, not feel sad, sad, angry and sullen
At that time, Qianhua had already sat next to him, gently held his hand that was tightly fisted, and said softly but not without heartache: "Ali, it's okay. Failure is not a big deal. As the king of the demon world, you First of all, you must not lose your faith! If you are not brave, no one will be strong for you. This is what you told me. How could you allow yourself to be so decadent? "
At this moment, everyone was in the main hall of the old castle, but Nan Liyue was sitting alone in a chair, with a cold face and lowered his head in silence. No matter who came forward to persuade him, even if Heavenly Mother comforted herself, they could not move his lips. At the slightest touch, he was obsessed with his own failure and refused to speak. Now, Luo Qianhua came. With just one word, Nan Liyue suddenly raised her eyes. A pair of deep black pupils were clearly full of scars, but also because of Qianhua's gaze gradually restored her luster. He stretched out his hand and stroked her eyebrows, which were frowned by worry. From the center of her eyebrows to the tips of her eyebrows, from her temples to her earlobes, she soothed her worries little by little and calmed herself little by little. The rage in his heart was so violent that he wanted to kill the gods at all costs, or give up on himself and die with the heavens. This kind of reckless thought even scared him, so he couldn't listen to anyone's advice, so he chose to remain silent until he died. Qianhua arrived, and Nan Liyue suddenly realized: If she really died for the cause of revenge, what would she do? What about their future? It was because of her that he lost his soul in the first place, and it was also because of her that he was reborn in Nirvana. Now that he has put himself and the devil in a situation where he doesn't know whether he will live or die tomorrow, isn't it a waste of his infatuation in the past just to stay with her forever
It's really ridiculous. It's the heart that is blinded by hatred that prevents you from seeing clearly what you really want
Seeing Nan Liyue looking at her with complicated eyes, not saying anything, but for a long time she let out a low laugh that was full of self-mockery. Qianhua was frightened, and hurriedly put his hand on his face that was rubbing her cheek, and asked tremblingly: "Ali, you Don't scare me, you're still smiling at this time, are you okay?" After saying that, he reached out to touch his forehead, but Nan Liyue held his paw in her palm, and the bitter smile turned into a mocking smile, and she said His words were half naughty and half scoundrel: "Of course I'm fine. It's just that everyone in the room is comforting me, but you are the only one missing. Naturally, I have to remain aggrieved until you come to feel better!"
After Qianhua heard this, she threw away his hand angrily and shouted: "Oh! You bad guy! You just came here to gain my pity on purpose, didn't you?"
Nan Liyue frowned and sighed, she was really aggrieved: "Seeing you running around for that perverted master of yours, do you think my Nan family's jealousy won't get sour?"
Hearing him ridiculing himself like this, Qianhua laughed. Although it was joy in suffering, it was good to temporarily soothe the manic and angry anger in his heart: "It's not good for you to be jealous of anyone, just be jealous of my master! Now my master is gone. , I run for him, that is what I should do as his exclusive disciple. If no matter how hard I try, I am destined to be unable to win him back, then I can only worship him with three sticks of incense every day, but when you died At that time, I couldn't live alone in the world, so I chose to accompany you on the road to hell, so you can weigh it yourself!"
After saying this, Qianhua stood up and wanted to leave, with a smile on her lips and full of charm.
Black hair flowed from Nan Liyue's fingertips. He pressed hard, frowned and asked urgently: "Where are you going?"
"Go and send the Thousand-Year Ice to my master!" Qianhua spread her hands and found an exquisite brocade box in her hands.
Nan Liyue stood up with cold eyes and solemnity: "I'll go with you." Then she didn't allow Qianhua to refuse, grabbed the brocade box with one hand, and took Qianhua to the side hall with the other.
And Hange, who had been sneezing non-stop since he came back, wanted to follow him and join in the fun. After all, this thousand-year-old Hanbing had successfully gained the credit of having him in the dark room for three hours, but it was only then that the fat fox in his arms After throwing it to Huan Lansha, another big sneeze almost knocked out the heart, liver, spleen and lungs before she gave up. She sniffed in great depression and felt dizzy and light-headed. She was obviously infected with the wind and cold. symptoms.
Huan Lansha held the sleeping fox in one hand, and raised her other hand high to touch Hange's forehead. She was startled when the hand touched his skin, and she quickly retracted her hand with an uneasy look on her face: "Ah! Ghost Lord, you have a fever!"
Because Huan Lansha's voice was too loud, which alarmed the people in the palace, Heavenly Mother asked with concern: "What's going on? Are you being bullied again in the East China Sea?" Heavenly Mother has inherited the kindness of Lao Guijun, and she has more or less learned from the old age. Guijun has heard about the heroic deeds of that bastard in his family, and his current concern for Hange is also out of love and pity. "You go back to your room and rest. I will make ginger tea and bring it to you later." (To be continued)