In the chaotic world, life gradually emerges, as if in the underworld, all things are reincarnated
At the end of Huangquan, by the Forgotten River, the shadow of the red shore flower, the underworld looms
Under the Three Lives Stone, all my tears flow, on the bow of Meng Po's boat, all my emotions are gone
A black butterfly flapped its wings and flew into the abyss.
"Okay, okay, father, please stop talking so much! I've heard it thousands and tens of thousands of times!" Little Mu Lin interrupted Hades impatiently, his little face puffed up with anger, like a white and tender dumpling.
She turned her face away and muttered softly: "I just want to go to the human world for a few days. The underworld is so boring. My father is so stingy..."
Hades held his precious daughter's shoulders and patiently coaxed her, but little Mulin turned her head away again, refusing to look at him. Hades had a smile on his gentle and handsome face. He carried his daughter to the throne, squatted down and looked up at her, "My dear, the Three Realms are not peaceful recently, and the outside world is dangerous..."
"Father, I'm five hundred years old!" Little Mulin's eyes suddenly turned red, and he pouted with a look of grievance.
In another four hundred years, she will be an adult. She was born and raised here. Facing the monotony of the underworld, she is almost bored to death! Mu Lin has rarely left the underworld since she was born. She yearns for the bustling and prosperous human world mentioned by the ghosts.
"Lin'er, be good, don't cry, don't cry~ It's all your father's fault. After a while, your father will definitely take you to the human world to play, and also take you to the fairy world to eat peaches, and to the god world..."
The voice of Hades was getting farther and farther away, as if it was a distant world. Mu Lin felt fear for no reason. She stretched out her hand to grab her father, but her little hand waved desperately, but could only grab the turbulent airflow...
The temperature was getting higher and higher, and the eternal tranquility of the underworld was completely destroyed by the true flame of annihilation. The underworld soldiers and generals, countless souls, the beautiful and fallen red spider lilies... everything was burning and burning into ashes.
Mu Lin was hugged tightly by Hei Wuchang and fled in a hurry. She raised her head and looked at the tall and strong man who had protected her for many years with tearful eyes. He stood in the firelight and looked at her from afar with a loving smile.
In this life, eternity, and one last look.
The black robe fluttered in the wind, like a black butterfly, or even more like a black tiger. Even though it knew it would be torn to pieces, it still resolutely threw itself into the blazing flames!
Mu Lin suddenly understood something.
No! No...
“Father!!!” The sharp cry echoed throughout the underworld.
The bright divine light was cold and piercing, and a dark rain of light fell from the sky. The warm and cool rain contained endless energy, and it slowly extinguished the flames of destruction.
The scars on the ghosts in the underworld gradually faded, and the shocking wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The entire destroyed underworld was slowly repaired. However, Mu Lin closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his face.
The mysterious light rain that extinguished the divine flame was the product of Pluto's tens of thousands of years of cultivation and even his soul. From now on, Pluto will disappear forever in the underworld, nourishing the underworld... and never come back to life.
Mu Lin's heart was broken. She struggled desperately and finally broke free from the arms of Hei Wuchang who knelt down suddenly. The little person stumbled into the Jedi.
"Father, what if one day a very powerful enemy comes from the underworld and even you can't defeat him?"
"Be good, Rin'er. Father will protect the underworld and Rin'er with his life. In the future, Father will teach Rin'er magic, and Rin'er and Father will protect the underworld together..."
The kind and resolute words of Hades echoed wildly in Mu Lin's ears. She covered her head and shook her head desperately, squatting at the place where Hades disappeared last, two lines of tears fell from her peach blossom eyes that looked so much like Hades...
"Pluto is dead, attack!" Immortal Lord Musashi saw the battle situation through the sky mirror and did not want to miss the opportunity, so he gave a cold order.
"Woo..." The heavy horn of the god sounded, and a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals poured out. The underworld was in chaos, weapons clashed, and the divine light of immortal arts was brilliant. At every moment, countless creatures in the underworld were dying.
This was a long-planned massacre, a fatal blow launched when the underworld was at its weakest moment!
"Don't..." Mu Lin screamed at the top of her lungs, watching in despair as the underworld that her father guarded turned into a real hell. Hei Wuchang fell tragically in front of her, and the entire underworld, and countless souls, were dissipating before her eyes.
Be good, Rin'er. Father will protect the underworld and Rin'er with his life...
Princess, run, run...
"Ah!" Mu Lin had a splitting headache and finally could not suppress the despair in his heart. He screamed miserably, but lost consciousness the next moment.
No one noticed that a golden mark appeared on her forehead, which was then shattered into thousands of stars. Her beautiful black eyes instantly glowed with purple light, deep and seductive, strange and profound, as if they came from the deepest part of hell, brewing a storm of destruction...
Mu Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and the surroundings... were still dark.
I had that dream again.
Mu Lin leaned against the icy translucent barrier, thousands of divine needles penetrated deeper into her back, but she remained motionless, her eyes dull. Her hands and feet were locked tightly with black iron chains, and her long black hair spread all over the ground.
How long have I been imprisoned here? Hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of years? There is no sound, no light, only endless darkness, which is completely different from the warmth of the underworld. It is so desolate and cold, so... hopeless.
She couldn't even hear her own breathing, and if it weren't for those nightmares being so vivid, causing a slight sting in her numb heart, she would have lost the sense of her own existence long ago.
The two heavenly generals were standing outside the prison on the bottom floor of Yintian Tower. They were both shocked when they saw the girl inside. Is this the underworld demon who killed 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals and severely injured the Immortal Lord Musashi? She looks so fragile, and her acupuncture points are blocked by thousands of godless locks. Alas, the rumors in the fairy world are really deceiving...
But think about it, if it wasn't a demon, how could it survive for tens of thousands of years under such torture
Mu Lin had her eyes closed the whole time. Every time a invisible lock was unlocked, a piece of flesh was torn and a heart-wrenching pain was felt. Her lips were so pale that they were almost as pale as her skin. When the last lock was unlocked, her whole body was already a bloody mess, and her skin was in a horrible state.
Mu Lin slowly opened her dark eyes, and the two heavenly generals who were watching her closely were startled, but then she didn't move at all, and didn't look threatening at all.
Mu Lin was taken away from the Yintian Tower, through a series of magnificent and ethereal fairy palaces, and was sent to the Wuheng Hall of Feiyun Palace. She was not like other prisoners who had been released from the prison, crying bitterly in the sun as if they had found a treasure - in fact, she could not move, trapped by thousands of invisible chains for tens of thousands of years, even the highest gods would probably not be able to move.
The torture she suffered was probably no worse than the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.
Mu Lin had been placed in the Wen Yu Pool for exactly eighty-one days. Most of the wounds on his body, large and small, had healed, but the pool water, which was once like nectar, had turned into a pool of black, smelly, stagnant water. I'm afraid it can no longer be used.
Mu Lin was put into Hanyue Pond again. Unlike the warm and mellow water of Wenyu Pond, which nourished the noble spirit, Hanyue Pond was icy cold. Although it was not as desperate and torturous as Yintian Tower, it was also extremely overbearing. After 8864 days, Hanyue Pond once again became an abandoned pond.
The Lieyan Pool, Qingshuang Pool, Zhishan Pool, Taoyan Pool and other treasure pools of heaven and earth that were nurtured by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth were abandoned one after another as Mu Lin's injuries improved.
Mu Lin gradually recovered his strength, and with the help of the fairy maid, he became able to stand and walk, and his fairy body was almost restored.
The seven-foot-long hair quietly spread on the ground, as thin as a silk thread, as deep as an abyss, and so dark that it seemed that any light would be swallowed up. This is a unique symbol of the royal family of the underworld, and perhaps only Mu Lin knows it now.
Mu Lin was helped by the palace maids to put on a fiery red fairy dress. Her long hair was tied up into a noble and elegant style, and she was adorned with glittering and fairy-like jewelry, which was very much in line with the aesthetic of the fairy world.
In fact, Mu Lin couldn't stand such a bright blood-like color. It was an extreme stimulation for her. But she was tough and knew that she was just a puppet at the mercy of others. How could she have the qualifications to make conditions
Be patient, you must be patient, this is the best policy.
The table was filled with all kinds of wine and hundreds of delicacies from the mountains and the sea, but Mu Lin had no appetite to move her chopsticks. Suddenly, she felt something, and she slowly turned her head and faced an old man in silence.
The old man had white hair and beard and looked vigorous. Even if he was just standing there, he exuded an undeniable majesty and dignity, not to mention the intricate and exquisite imperial crown and robes.
He is the Immortal Emperor.
Mu Lin had seen him once from afar ten thousand years ago, but was then taken away by his father to play somewhere else.
The Immortal Emperor had a complicated look in his eyes, and finally he just sighed with emotion: "You are the daughter of Hades, Lin."
Her public name is indeed "Lin". Except for the people in the underworld, few people know that the first character of her name is "Mu". However, when Mu Lin heard this name from the Immortal Emperor, she felt a little subtle, perhaps mocking, and she looked at him indifferently.
"You are very similar to the Queen of the Underworld." The Emperor of Heaven did not mind her silence and suddenly said this as if talking to himself.
—A sentence that is almost offensive.
He recognized the Queen of the Underworld, and Mu Lin was slightly surprised. She had never seen the Queen of the Underworld before, and she vaguely knew that she was not from the underworld.
She never missed the Queen of the Underworld either.
You can say she is indifferent and cold-hearted, she has always been like this. As the princess of the underworld who is the center of attention and the most adored person in the world, countless people pamper and love her. What does the Queen of the Underworld have to do with her
The Immortal Emperor slowly walked out of the Wuheng Palace, his gorgeous and intricate hem dragging on the ground. He gazed into the distance. The scenery of the immortal world was bizarre and magnificent, with pink peach petals flying all over the sky.
He had his back to Mu Lin, but his ethereal voice lingered in Mu Lin's ears. As an emperor, his tone could almost be described as amiable.
"You have exhausted the last of the Hellish demonic power in the underworld. This ten thousand years of punishment is enough to atone for your sins. From now on, you are a free person, and you can go wherever you want in this world."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from behind him: "What about you? There are more than a hundred thousand creatures in the underworld!" This was the only time Mu Lin spoke. His cold voice was filled with anger, hoarse like a ghost, and high-pitched into the sky: "Are they wrong?"
Are they wrong
How could they be wrong!
Baibai became a victim of the war between the two worlds. Whose ambition and cruelty did he pay the price for
The Immortal Emperor was silent for a long time, then calmly withdrew his gaze from the horizon, but still had no intention of turning around to explain to her. He just casually changed the subject, "From now on, you are no longer the princess of the underworld... Lin, leave the Heavenly Palace."
In the blink of an eye, the Immortal Emperor disappeared.
Mu Lin returned to her expressionless look. She slowly walked to where the Immortal Emperor had stood. The peach blossoms were bright and beautiful, but she didn't know what the Immortal Emperor was thinking, so how could she understand the deep meaning behind it.
After standing still for a moment, Mu Lin finally raised the corners of her lips slowly, revealing a nonchalant smile, but there was no smile in her eyes, which seemed inexplicably deep.
On the table behind him, a colorful glazed fairy cup was shining brightly, and half a cup of crystal dew was filled.
Mu Lin left the fairyland without hesitation.