"Until that day, I finally knew the reason why the notorious Demon Venerable betrayed the Demon Realm and was willing to defend against the annihilation of the demons..."
This is one of the most popular posts in the category [Anecdotes of Jianghu] in the Xiuling Book.
It described in detail the fierce battle that caused a stir among the major immortal sects a month ago, and used a description similar to a novel to repeatedly stir up emotions.
"He was originally a fearless devil, but he didn't expect to meet her. From then on, Hongluan star moved and became out of control."
"For her, I am willing to return to the Demon Sealing Cave where the sun does not see the light of day, but also forcibly break through the seal and protect her comprehensively. And for him, she also deviated from the morality of her relatives and friends, and was not tolerated by the world..."
This post describes the mysterious woman who made Demon Venerable's heart move like this—
"She is alluring the country and the city, like an exiled immortal, with a pair of almond eyes that are full of love, just one look up will make people feel distressed and pitiful, her skin is as thick as fat, delicate and boneless, and her voice is like an oriole out of the valley."
Xuan Niao, who was peeking at the spiritual book, bit the paper with his mouth and turned another page:
"Since the Demon Venerable died for her, that scene became her nightmare. Her heart was bit by bit stained with hatred, and every day she washed her face with tears, and her heart died like ashes..."
Xuanniao was silent for a while, and looked at the "heart-dead ashes" out of the valley oriole not far away.
She stood in the center of the flowerbed, hands on hips, and tapped the ground impatiently with her toes.
"I count three times. Who pulled the piranha flower I raised? If I don't take the initiative to stand up, I will braise all of you today and feed it to the black bird."
"And how many times have I said, please don't touch the flowers I put in the room as decoration. Who is fertilizing me in the flowerpot on my table?"
Her voice passed the sound transmission spell, and the whole palace could hear it clearly.
Xuan Bird: Am I the kind of bird that eats everything?
But I don't know if it was Xuan Niao's illusion, it always felt that in an instant, every corner of the neighborhood was filled with a tense atmosphere.
The magic generals in the entire palace are very afraid of Shen Wanqing.
Although this person seems to be a well-behaved and beautiful girl, the shadows brought to these demon generals are no less than that of Xie Wuyan.
The matter still has to start when Shen Wanqing just came to the palace.
When she first came, she looked very embarrassed, covered in blood, and the spell made her almost breathless. Xuan Niao dragged and dragged her to place her on the stone bed that Xie Wuyan used to rest on a hundred years ago.
Then she slept like this for three whole days.
Three days later she woke up, put on her clothes without saying a word, walked around the huge palace alone, and then looked in the direction of the window in silence.
The scene was disturbing for a while.
Xuan Niao was also very worried.
It feels that women have always been emotional, and it is very likely that they will give up on themselves like this, and they will be depressed and finally helpless.
Xuan Niao thought about it for a while, and felt that this was impossible.
Although it is also very sad, but now she is the only one who can hope to help rescue Xie Wuyan's soul from the Demon Sealing Cave, so she must not be depressed!
So Xuanniao endured the grief and flew forward cautiously: "Miss Shen, His Highness he..."
"I have a question." Shen Wanqing interrupted.
"what is the problem?"
"You are such a big palace, with such a small window about the size of my head. In the middle of the day, the light can only reach two meters in front of the window and the rest is completely black. Whose idea is this kind of genius design?"
Xuanniao: "..."
"And why is the bed hard?"
"Don't mention these, you actually only built one palace in such a large area?"
"The lights are all gray and broken, haven't you cleaned it for hundreds of years?"
Xuanniao was finally able to interject: "It's like this, our palace is just me and His Highness, and no one cleans."
Shen Wanqing: "I understand."
So the next day, she went out the door, and then came back with a few crooked melons and jujubes and threw them in front of the palace.
"What is this?" Xuan Bird said.
Shen Wanqing: "I call it a magic general."
Xuanniao: "What's the use?"
"Clean up and improve the palace environment."
Xuanniao was terrified: "How did you get it back?"
Shen Wanqing: "Convince people with reason."
Xuanniao glanced at the row of monsters and demons with bruised noses and swollen faces lying in front of him, and fell into deep thought.
Stimulated by that deadly battle, Shen Wanqing's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and his use of the blood-burning technique became more consummate. Not to mention that there is still a part of Xie Wuyan's spiritual support in her body, if it is not a very difficult opponent, she can basically solve it.
At the beginning, there will always be some fish and shrimp provocation at the gate of the palace.
Shen Wanqing killed a few, captured a few alive, and then pretended to be kind and let go a few, and when they were so exhausted that they thought they were about to escape, he brought them back and let them run away again.
Before long, no one came to harass the palace gate, and even attracted a small number of demons and monsters to surrender.
So, Shen Wanqing directed the group of "magic generals" to start the palace decoration project.
First, a general cleaning was done, and then windows were opened for the palace to ensure better light transmission, floor tiles were laid on the ground, various decorations were added, and fresh green plants were added.
The most important thing is that the stone bed is covered with silk quilts and floating gauze curtains, and a few soft beds are also set.
Then Shen Wanqing came to Xie Wuyan's flower garden.
Then I found that the varieties of these flowers could not be called by myself, and no one took care of them for hundreds of years, withered and died.
Xuanniao comforted her: "It's normal, these flowers of Your Highness are precious and difficult to grow."
Shen Wanqing: "How to raise it?"
"It's very difficult to raise," Xuanniao thought for a while, "Probably only the flower demons who live in the depths of Younan Mountain know the specific method, and the flower demons are best at dealing with these plants."
Shen Wanqing: "Oh, simple, I understand."
Xuan Bird: ... ? How is it so simple
So that night, Shen Wanqing left the palace.
A few days later, she came back with Xiaohong, a crying flower demon.
Mysterious Bird:…
I don't know why, but I always feel that this woman and Xie Wuyan are more and more alike.
A few days later, Shen Wanqing found that there was a small building behind the palace, so she asked, "Who lives here?"
Xuanniao proudly raised his chest and raised his head: "The harem."
Shen Wanqing: "?"
What the hell? Can you say that again
Xuanniao explained: "I built this for His Highness! Although no one has ever lived in it, I still feel that a person as powerful as His Highness must have a harem."
"You're right." Shen Wanqing smiled in agreement.
Then the next day, a large group of monsters and monsters with ferocious looks and strong looks brought in a large group of five, three, rough, strong, powerful, and ferocious, and stuffed them into the "harem", and then said to Xuanniao, "Are you surprised? Now this is your harem."
Xuanniao: …Women are so scary.
After a long time, it was inevitable that some demon generals would guess that Shen Wanqing might have to occupy this palace and become a faction of his own, completely replacing Xie Wuyan.
But Xuanniao knew that she wanted to see Xie Wuyan more than anyone else.
Shen Wanqing seems to be busy all the time, busy planting flowers, repairing palaces, filling up dry lakes and raising fish in them, hanging lanterns on high-rise buildings, and even directing the group of demons to get up early to do radio gymnastics every day to keep fit. .
She seemed to have forgotten Xie Wuyan.
But in fact, Xie Wuyan was in everything she did.
"what is this?"
"Heating stove, didn't you notice that Xie Wuyan's body temperature was always cold? It would be more comfortable to carry this."
"Why are the pillows one soft and the other hard?"
"Because I like soft ones!"
"Then why is it hard."
"Are you still his pet? I don't know that he is not used to sleeping with soft pillows. He will be more comfortable when he sleeps hard."
"You go to bed so early every day, why do you keep the lights on at night, and the lanterns outside are so fancy."
"I found out that you, a broken pigeon, don't know anything about your master. Didn't you realize that Xie Wuyan didn't sleep at night?"
Xuanniao knew that everyone felt that it was almost impossible for Xie Wuyan to be rescued, and even if there was hope, it was too small.
But Shen Wanqing seemed to be convinced from the beginning that Xie Wuyan would definitely come back.
She hung a plaque in front of the hall, and wrote the words "Xie Wuyan's nest" stroke by stroke, and hung it up, and showed it to Xuan Niao proudly, saying that this is called calligraphy.
But Xuanniao has never been embarrassed to expose her spelling of the word "wo" is wrong.
The spell on her body will always happen every few days. Xuanniao has never seen such a spell before, and it seems to be comparable to the seal spell on Xie Wuyan.
Then one day, the spell struck again.
At that time, Shen Wanqing was looking for the trace of the Demon Sealing Cave through Xie Wuyan's broken soul left on the sword, but he was always unable to accurately lock the direction.
Finally, at a certain moment, a purple light surged in a certain direction, but the movement was fast and fleeting.
is opportunity.
But at this moment, the curse mark lit up.
Xuanniao has seen this black lotus-shaped, tattoo-like curse mark countless times, it seems to be resisting and controlling her behavior with all its strength, until she subdues and stops her movements.
However, this time Shen Wanqing did not stop.
Without batting an eye, she held a knife, scalded it with fire, and then neatly cut out the curse mark on her shoulder.
The attack was very ruthless, and blood came out in an instant, dripping down her shoulders.
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Shen Wanqing's lips turned white, there was a large drop of cold sweat oozing out from her forehead, her eyelashes trembled, but she didn't snort, until the place where the curse mark on her shoulder was gouged out, she didn't stop to push the soul to sense it. .
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"No one's resistance is in vain."
But in the end it failed.
There are too few remaining souls, and there is no way to accurately guide them.
She coughed up blood and put the knife down.
The talisman that had been cut off appeared again, and it was as clear as it was carved into the bones on the bloody left shoulder.
Shen Wanqing closed her eyes, rested her head on the back of the chair, threw the knife in her hand on the table, and raised an arm against her forehead.
Xuanniao said cautiously: "Miss Shen, we..."
"Play flying chess with me." Shen Wanqing put down her arms, stood up, and opened her eyes, "I can't sleep at night."
Xuan Niao had seen her Highness play this seemingly boring game with her countless times.
Shen Wanqing's luck today is very good, the number thrown from beginning to end is always six, Xuan Niao has just left the house, and her four children have already flown to the finish line.
Xuanniao can't afford to play: "You are cheating!"
"It's your dish!"
"I don't believe it! You throw it again!"
Shen Wanqing threw it again.
Unsurprisingly six.
Only this time, she found something different.
The dice was surrounded by a layer of purple light, very faint, but it was always there.
She was familiar with the source of this power.
It is Xie Wuyan's spiritual power.
When Shen Wanqing played chess with Xie Wuyan for the first time and was sulking because of his bad luck, he cast this little spell.
As long as she is using it, the number thrown by this dice will always be the number she wants.
A little spell that has no other use except to make a little girl happy.
Shen Wanqing clenched the dice tightly, then raised her arm to hug her head, and pressed her other hand against her lips, but she couldn't help crying anymore.
After so long, Xuan Niao finally saw her tears.
She didn't cry when she cleaned up the demons and monsters.
She didn't cry as she cut her flesh to resist the curse.
But because of such a small chess piece, I cried like this.
She said, "I want to save Xie Wuyan."
"I want to see him."
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