Four years later.
During the Chinese New Year, the people of Evian Town still spend their days leisurely.
The teahouse was full of people, and a storyteller was talking on the stage.
The door of the teahouse was suddenly pushed open, bringing in a chill, and a young man in black walked in.
His face is ordinary, but for some reason, it makes people feel a sense of alienation and coldness. After everyone glanced at him, they didn't dare to look at him again, and then turned to look at the storyteller on the stage.
"What I'm talking about today is the battle of the Demon Territory four years ago!
At that time, the fires of the spiritual veins appeared frequently in various places, and all the three worlds were about to be wiped out. Just across from the teahouse, in the Moyun Pharmacy Hall, the Demon Lord Agu Luo stepped forward and went to Qin Le, the little hero of Qin, and the little demon king of the Tianyao clan. Flame Valley, kill the flame beasts, recover the fire, and save the Three Realms at once.
Who would have guessed that later, when they were weak in the battle, Asabo, the Northern Demon Lord, actually sent troops to the south, approaching the Southern Demon Palace City, and wanted to eliminate this opponent while the Demon Lord was seriously injured..."
The man in black asked for a pot of tea and a plate of snacks, and he ate and drank leisurely, but his eyes were looking out the window. The cold wind was blowing, and he seemed to see the heavy snow in the Demon Realm four years ago.
Assab attacked while taking advantage of the heavy snow.
Although Canaan was ready to fight, the northern demon army was pressing down on the border, and everyone was beating drums in their hearts until Gu Qingqiao entered the battlefield.
This young man, who was respected by everyone as the "Demon Lord", but was considered by most to be a puppet, gave all those who despised him a loud slap in the face.
With a silver spear and a black robe, he led a team of people, demons, and demons, and plunged straight into the heart of the enemy. The silver spear was invincible and unstoppable.
What's more terrifying is that his magic energy is endless.
On the battlefield where the killings are endless, there are countless casualties, and the demonic energy remaining in the air is like a black fog, condensing and lingering, adding more unknown dangers to the battlefield. However, when Gu Qingqiao rushed into the battlefield and set off a vortex of spiritual power, all the black mist turned with the wind and was inhaled into his body for his own use.
In the face of such a terrifying opponent, what chance is there to win
As a result, poisoning and assassination followed one after another. Five times and three times, his life was hanging by a thread, but he survived them all.
Gradually, when everyone called out the word "Demon Lord", their voices became more and more fearful, and their expressions became more and more respectful.
He is like a killing god, galloping freely on the battlefield.
It's just that few people know that whenever the Demon Lord returns to his huge tent, he will take off his armor, carefully wash the blood from his body, and sit quietly beside a huge ice coffin, tenderly looking at the white clothes lying inside. Xianjun.
"Ayun, today I won another city. We are one step closer to the Northern Magic Palace."
"Ayun, remember that you fought against the Northern Demons before, and you liked the cavalry to charge straight at the enemy, divide the enemy into several sections with quick collisions, and then break through each one. Today I also used your tactics, it's really big Complete victory. My Ah Yun is really smart!"
"A-Yun, today Asabo sent a demon beast to be the vanguard. The huge terrifying beast came rushing forward, and the ground was cracked by their footsteps. Guess what? The demon beasts went up to them, frightened the other's terror beasts, turned their heads and fled, and instead trampled their army to a pulp."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, do you still remember the little Feng'er we rescued back then? His father's clan was actually the biggest orc breeder in the Southern Demons, and our monster army was bought from him. Feng'er said, when you wake up, you must go to their tribe, he left you a few kittens, but the copper coins got angry and ignored him for the past few days..."
"A Yun, today is the New Year, we haven't celebrated the New Year together yet, will we be together next year?"
"Ayun, I miss you so much, when will you wake up..."
The young Demon Lord fought all the way and finally came to the gate of the Northern Demon Palace.
The gate of the magic palace was closed, but there was no guard.
This way, the attack is like a broken bamboo, and the cities of the Northern Demons have turned their backs.
Asabo's tyranny and politics have long aroused people's dissatisfaction. This time, for the sake of the southern expedition, he even ordered all the teenagers over the age of ten to participate in the war.
At this moment, he betrayed his relatives and left, and only this palace remained.
Gu Qingqiao ordered someone to break open the palace gate, and with Zhang Jinjin, Qin Le, Luo Qingwen, Zhu Yicheng and others, and a small team of guards, entered the inner palace of the palace.
There was silence inside.
In Asabo's bedroom, there was a faint black smoke coming out.
When they opened the gate of the temple, a raging fire was already burning in the temple.
After taking a risk and opening the Xuanjin Nine Dragons Lock, people discovered that Asabo had opened the jade coffin of Lan Jinger, holding Lan Jinger's body, he had already dissipated his work on his own, and had been dead for a long time.
Unable to mourn for him, Zhang Jinjin led Gu Qingqiao and others to the Demon Ancestor Hall in a hurry.
The sacrificial hall is still the same as before, quiet and solemn.
The spiritual plaques were hung all over the wall, and the portraits of the ancestors of the past dynasties swayed gently in the breeze. Gu Qingqiao raised his eyes and found the demon ancestor from a thousand years ago. The old man looked down at him with a kind face and a smile.
And in front of him is the portrait of his father, the previous demon king.
Unlike other portraits, the father's portrait is on the side, and the person in the painting has a distant vision, quietly looking at a woman depicted in very light colors. The woman had raised eyebrows and clouded temples, her eyes were like bright pearls, and she had an innocent smile. Behind her, there were patterns decorated with antlers.
Gu Qingqiao respectfully bowed three times towards the ranking of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and said coldly, "Move it away!"
Immediately, a guard stepped forward and moved the offering table. Zhang Jinjin took the copper coins and searched the wall based on memory, and soon found the wall tile with a special pattern.
In the small pavilion behind the brick wall, the soul lamp had already been taken out by copper coins, and nothing else could be found.
The copper coin meowed and turned to look at Guqing Bridge.
Gu Qingqiao squatted down and carefully observed the wall brick. The pattern of the layers of antlers was so familiar. Where did you see it
"Devil... Senior Brother Gu." Luo Qingwen spoke softly and shoved something into Gu Qingqiao's hand.
It's that jade.
On her way to Linmoyuan, the Holy Maiden happened to pass through Jinxiu Village and rescued Luo Qingwen's grandfather, leaving behind this jade.
The walls are grey and colourless. On the other hand, the jade jade is white in quality, with red lines inside, along the lines of the antlers, and converges to the position of the deer's eyes.
Gu Qingqiao sat down cross-legged, holding the jade in his hand, staring at the same pattern on the wall.
That night, the young Demon Lord meditated in the Demon Ancestor Hall.
When the sun rose again, Gu Qingqiao bit his finger and smeared blood on the wall where the deer's eye was.
The wall suddenly trembled, making a low humming sound.
Around the patterned wall tiles, two wall tiles protrude out of the wall.
Gu Qingqiao's heart was tense for a while, and he stretched out his hands to hold the brick surface of the wall, secretly using spiritual power.
A soft light lit up from the brick surface and cast into the air.
Gradually, a figure appeared in the soft light.
It was a woman with a beautiful face and a smile on her face. She was still in her twenties, still carrying a little girl's innocence. It was exactly what Gu Qingqiao remembered as her mother.
The woman lowered her head and gently stroked Gu Qingqiao's face with her shimmering hand. "My child, I'm sorry, I went down the mountain because of my own selfish desires and gave birth to you, but I have no ability to protect you. Your life is destined to be bumpy, and I can only use this method to give you a little hope."
"If you see me now, you must come here to find the green jade. My child, I have nothing to leave you. Although the green jade is a sacred object, it does not have any miracles. If you are useful, then Use, don't care about the Protoss..." She chuckled: "Protoss, there is no need to exist at all."
The woman in the air gradually faded away, Qing Qiao looked up at her, "Child, live the life you want, mother only hopes that you live happily!"
The image disappeared completely, and there was silence in Gu Qingqiao's eyes.
His birth was a mistake, and the nearly thirty years in his previous life were full of pain, but now that the name of the devil has been added, there is no joy in his heart. What was his life for
The wall clicked, a gap opened, and a beautiful jade rolled out from the gap and fell into the hands of Gu Qingqiao.
Xiao Xianjun's smile appeared in front of him.
"You still have me!"
When Huang Zelin took the green jade, his whole body was trembling. The beauty of jade is full of brilliance, and the inner light of aura makes him excited.
With the help of the Little Demon King, everyone went directly to Moyun Mountain and put the ice coffin back in the Tianji Peak Grottoes.
Su Yanjun also came in a hurry, did his best to provide medicinal materials and manpower, and announced that Master Mu was in retreat.
"Five years!" Huang Zelin stopped Gu Qingqiao from the cave, "Five years later, I will return you Xiaoxianjun!"
"Okay!" Gu Qingqiao smiled.
He lived in Moyun Mountain for two months, and then went to the Northern Demon Territory, summoned all the demon tribes including the Southern Demon, explained all the causes and consequences of the incident, and gave way to Zhang Jinjin.
Zhang Jinjin didn't get the support of all the tribes due to the issue of blood. Finally, he brought Jiawu, Asabo's parent and son, and the major tribes elected three auxiliary ministers, focusing on cultivating Jiawu to become a new Demon Lord.
No matter what happened, Gu Qingqiao then went to Qingcheng Mountain, Qin Family, Lingshan Mountain and Donghai, and communicated with the major immortals about the situation of the Demon Realm. For at least this hundred years, the Central Plains can recuperate and the Demon Realm is powerless to invade the Central Plains.
Gu Qingqiao was pulled by his friends to reminisce about the old times, and made an appointment to meet again when Mu Xiyuan woke up.
There is still more than half a year before the five-year period, and Gu Qingqiao really does not want to wander east and west, and unknowingly has returned to Evian Town.
Night falls.
Gu Qingqiao was walking on the streets of Evian Town, and suddenly realized that today is the Lantern Festival again.
On the night of lanterns, the green bridge is still there, waiting silently in the joy of thousands of families.
Guqing Bridge sits on the bridge rail, watching the street lights and tourists like weaving.
Late at night.
The lights went out one by one, and the long street gradually became silent.
Light footsteps came from the bridge.
A bunny lamp trembled.
Guqing Bridge jumped off the bridge rail.
Fifty years of time roared like a gust of wind, but in the end it was just like a lover's whisper, lightly touching her temples and breaking her hair.
On the person's left wrist, the red rope lights up.
At that moment, forever and ever.
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