Where did this come from? Jiaheru rubbed his eyes, confused.
The soul lamp can indicate life and death. If the lamp is extinguished, the demon will be lost and it will be difficult to find it again; if the lamp does not go out, no matter what the state of the demon's body, it can still pass through a trace of the remnant soul in the lamp to remove its spirit. recall.
Soul lamps are difficult to control, but they are not uncommon among the royal family. Jahru himself has them, and they are kept together with other royal children and are taken care of by special personnel.
The soul lamp in front of me seemed to be on and off, the flame was so dim that it was almost invisible, but it was still burning strongly.
The little devil looked at the lamp and was at a loss. I had to ask the kitten for advice: "Where did this come from?"
"Meow!" The kitten rubbed his hand, turned his head and pointed to the bottom of the table with the tip of his nose.
Jiaheru racked his brains to recall what he had done just now, restored his movements little by little, and finally found the pattern on the wall.
Lying at the bottom of the table, the child pointed to the pattern that looked like a tangle of willow branches and asked the kitten, "Did you take it from here?"
"Meow!"
"Can you put it back?"
"Meow!"
After countless communication and attempts, Jiaheru was surprised to find that the kitten could put things in and out of the wall from a distance. After some tossing, they finally put the soul lamp back into the wall.
Sneak out of the sacrificial hall with the cat in his arms, the sky is already dark. The nanny has already been anxious to find someone. He was complained as usual, but Jiaheru didn't care at all. The next day, he took the kitten to explore with enthusiasm, but he didn't dare to go to the Demon Ancestor Hall for a while, and he almost forgot what he heard in the hall. a clean.
As the years passed, the ambition of the Demon Lord Asabo became bigger and bigger, and the relationship with the southern tribes became more and more tense. At the same time, the atmosphere in the magic palace gradually became tense.
Although the Demon Lord has several concubines, they are rarely favored. Up to now, there is only one youngest son named Jiawu, who is ten years younger than Jia Heru. The born Yuxue is cute and deeply loved by everyone in the palace. However, one day, the child was found lying down in the snow wearing only a single shirt, with blood all over his body. After being rescued, he was bedridden for more than a month. The body recovered, but mentally, he was always like a bird in shock, hiding when he saw people, and he didn't dare to talk to anyone. And after that night, the Demon Lord announced his retreat, and he stayed in the palace for two months before going out.
Rumors abounded in the palace, some said that it was a spy sent by the Southern Demon Tribe, intending to kill the heir of the Demon Lord; others said that it was the ghost of the old Demon Lord in the palace, who used this method to warn the Demon Lord that he had not forgotten the past. how to die.
Jiaheru scoffed at these remarks, the old devil's soul lamp has been extinguished, and his soul has returned to heaven and earth, of course it is impossible to come back to make trouble. And the southern tribes, what is the benefit of such provocation? Moreover, according to the temperament of the devil, if the Southern Demon Tribe dared to bully the door like this, she would not swallow her anger and go to retreat at all, but the leader would fight all the way to the southern region.
But there was a piece of news that caught his attention. A servant inadvertently revealed that the night before Jiawu's accident, he had been recruited to the Devil's Palace. Some people have also heard the loud scolding of the night demon. Jiaheru speculated that the child was afraid that he bumped into someone in the Devil's Palace, or accidentally destroyed the Devil's favorite thing, so he was punished like this.
After Asabo left the customs, his temper was even more tyrannical. Whenever something unsatisfactory happened, he would get angry and take out his anger at others.
In April of the same year, the eldest prince ordered the eldest prince to go to the Southern Demon tribe, and in August, the eldest prince died in battle. Assab was furious and forced the second prince to fill the vacancy. The fighting continued until February of next year, with countless casualties on both sides. After another three months of deadlock, they finally reluctantly shook hands.
This war has caused panic among the princes, for fear that one day the devil will appoint another prince on a whim. Who is not afraid of this matter of life and death
Jiaheru was fifteen years old at the time, and he was of mixed blood and was not taken seriously in the palace. He was not worried that he would be appointed as a general to lead the army, but it was only after the nest was overturned that he began to think about his own way out.
That day, when I went to visit Jiawu, I passed by the Demon Lord's bedroom, and I didn't know what the copper coins saw, but he broke free from Jiaheru's hand and jumped straight to the bedroom.
Jiahe was in a hurry, and chased all the way to the porch of the bedroom, only to see the kitten jump into the false window. I don't know which sutra was wrong, but Jiaheru was pushed from behind by the little devil's desire for exploration for no reason, and he also climbed into the flower window.
There is no one in the temple. Jiaheru called the kitten softly, but was led to the depths of the bedroom by the soft catcalling.
It is a small side hall, next to the inner hall of the devil, the door is closed, and a special pattern is carved on the door, like tangled branches, forming a complex pattern. The copper coin rested its front paws on the door and looked back at Gahru.
Jia Heru squatted down and hugged the kitten with both hands. Suddenly, a burst of spiritual power came out from the cat, and a very complicated image suddenly appeared in Jia Heru's mind - the Xuanjin Jiulong Lock.
This lock is extremely complicated. There is no key. It only relies on spiritual power to walk in the lock and open the mechanism.
Jiaheru no longer remembered how the lock was opened at that time, but only remembered that when the door was opened, he was fighting between two strands, and cold sweat soaked his vest.
The small hall is very elegantly decorated, and there are not many furniture ornaments, but no matter the size of the objects, they are all treasures. In the hall hangs stacked light blue gauze curtains. As soon as the kitten entered the door, it quickly got into the veil. If Jiahe couldn't, he had to lift the veil and walk in. Where the bed was supposed to be, there was a huge crystal coffin.
The copper coin jumped onto the lid of the coffin lightly, looked inside for a moment, and let out a soft cry. Jiahe had an illusion that the cat seemed to have seen a long-lost old friend, and the big round eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia.
Gently stepping forward, Jiaheru looked into the coffin and couldn't help but stay for a while.
That is a peerless beauty. Through the thick crystal cover, you can still see her exquisite figure, and her skin can be broken by blowing bombs. She lay there, her face serene, as if she was just taking a nap, and soon her bushy eyelashes would rise and she would wake up smiling.
Jiaheru stared blankly at the beauty, forgetting what he was going to do.
There was a light "click" at the door, it was the sound of the Xuanjin Jiulong lock being opened, someone came!
Gaheru picked up the cat and hurriedly retreated behind the veil.
A burst of alcohol poured in, and Asabo stumbled in with a jug in his hand.
"Jing'er, I'm here." A vague voice sounded. The Demon Lord, who was always aloof at the top of the mountain, had his hair scattered at this time, half-prostrate on the crystal coffin without any image, rubbing the lid of the coffin with trembling fingers over and over again, murmuring: "Jing'er, Hao Jing'er, Open your eyes, open your eyes and see me, okay? I really like you!"
Sitting on the ground, Asabo took a sip of wine with his back against the crystal coffin. "It doesn't matter if you hate me, as long as you can come back, as long as you can see you open your eyes, as long as you can stand up again..."
A low whimper came from the heavy gauze.
That day, Asabo stayed in the small hall until the middle of the month before staggering away, and Jiaheru hid for another half an hour before unlocking the lock with the cat and leaving.
From then on, Jiaheru began to carefully inquire about the beautiful woman named Jing'er, and went to the library of the magic palace to read the palace archives, but was surprised to find that no one in the huge palace knew about this past, and the archives also There is no record.
"I still haven't figured out who that beautiful woman is. I only heard from Canaan that her surname is Lan, Lan Jing'er." Zhang Jinjin sighed, "It's not a waste of time. I found out that there is another sixth prince who is living abroad. I went to the Soul Lamp Hall to check the soul lamp, and finally determined that the lamp should belong to the sixth emperor who has never met."
"Then how can you be sure that I am the sixth prince in your story?" Gu Qingqiao asked.
"You have to ask Canaan about this!" The other party was his elder, but Zhang Jinjin's tone was not respectful at all: "I don't know how that old fox knew about it, but it just happened that one day, I found that a servant was secretly trying to enter the soul lamp. Dian, I was tied up and asked, only to know that Canaan was quietly investigating the soul lamp of the sixth prince. Later, when I wanted to develop a business in the world, he took the initiative to find me and provided a lot of financial support to exchange the soul lamp. ."
"Hmph," Zhang Jinjin sneered, "That old fox is really lucky, he asked the right person."
After speaking, he looked at Gu Qingqiao and said, "Sounds a bit absurd, doesn't it? It seems like it was arranged by God. Canaan and I are alone, and no one can help you regenerate, but we just got together. You must get an explanation, just treat it as your unjust death, and God will help you if you can't see it!"
Gu Qingqiao was silent for a while, and then said: "You are doing business for the rebirth, and he is doing that for the thousand-year contract?" Although he knew that his rebirth would be used by others, but now he really knows The reason is still ironic.
"It's not just because of these. Since that year, Asabo has become a madman, and his emotions have been up and down. He has provoked wars from time to time, and appointed princes with the blood of the Northern Emperor to lead the army. After decades, the adult prince is not To die in battle is to be disabled, and all of them wither."
"All withered?" Gu Qingqiao looked at him and said, "Isn't there still you?"
"Me?" Zhang Jinjin sneered: "My mother is an ordinary human slave. In the eyes of the demons, I am a mixed blood of human and demon. The magic power in my blood has been weakened, and I can't bear the responsibility of sealing. I have been in the palace since I was a child. China will not be taken seriously, but now it seems that it is a blessing in disguise."
"Am I not also a mixed race? Is it different from you?" Gu Qingqiao wondered.
"I have to ask Canaan about this." Zhang Jinjin was also confused about this, and continued the previous topic: "Assab deployed the power of the whole domain to expand the army, intending to unify the demon realm, and then unify the three realms. The demon realm has flowed a lot over the years. Blood, if the thousand-year agreement expires and cannot be contained, it will be an earth-shattering catastrophe, which will not only be detrimental to the Demon Territory, but will also endanger the Central Plains. And he himself is ready to take advantage of the chaos to march south. If he succeeds, it will be a disaster. Between heaven and earth, there is always friction between the three races of humans, demons and monsters, but there has always been a delicate balance. It is said that a thousand years ago, it was precisely because of the imbalance of the three realms that the heavens brought down the disaster of fire and flames, and the three realms were killed and injured countless times. Fortunately, the leaders of the three realms at that time cooperated together to seal Nan Yuan, and the three realms survived."
Zhang Jinjin paused, then said: "Although the seal has been established, the power of the Three Realms is limited in confrontation with the heavens. After every thousand years, the three people's direct bloodline needs to strengthen the seal again. Now that the thousand years have passed, if the Northern Demon Royal Family Really only Asabo has the ability to participate in the seal, and he ignores it, fearing that disaster will come again."
The devil, war, disaster, all of which made Gu Qingqiao chaotic and confused, he rubbed his temples and asked, "According to what you said, Canaan provided me with the relic of the ancestor of the devil, and his conditions were Do you want me to participate in the seal of the flames of the earth?"
"Yes." Mu Lin, who had been silent all the time, said: "Canaan said that the relic of the demon ancestor will allow you to recast the magic crystal, and even gain some of the ancestor's power, plus the blood of the Northern Emperor you own, Canaan thinks, you He will be the best candidate to seal the Millennium Disaster."
"That being said, even if I don't agree, I won't do it." Gu Qingqiao sighed: "But I'm not that noble. What do I say for the sake of the Demon Realm and the Three Realms, when my skills recover, I still have my own things to do, and That Canaan, I also have something to ask him."
"No problem," Zhang Jinjin took the tea from Mullin and drank it in one gulp. "There aren't that many selfless people in this world. If you really have no desires and no demands, I won't believe it. As long as our interests are the same, what are you going to do? I have no opinion and will provide you with the necessary help."
He stood up and said with a smile, "If Uncle Huang has thought it through, we will start preparing."
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Alas, the hero is saddened by the beauty