Ling Tiansu rubbed her warm fingers with his cheek and said softly: "It's my mother who owes me to my ruthlessness or loneliness, even when facing the empty and empty ancient palace, I never felt bitter. My mother was not harsh to me, because I only saw her, and my father never allowed me to visit Muxue Palace. He said that his weakness and kindness should not appear on the God's crown prince.

At that time, I clearly had the most noble and powerful parents in the world and countless temples in the star field. But when I saw the lights of thousands of families, I felt that I had no home. Before I turned 1000 years old, I needed to complete my studies and obligations as the crown prince every day. The place where I could go back was the shogunate temple at the end of the galaxy cloud stairs."

His story is very far away, so far away that Cang Lian doesn't know what the story of the emperor's son's childhood has to do with the soldiers and demons in the chaos land of the Great Wilderness.

But she didn't interrupt and was gentle and patiently a listener.

"I thought that at that time, I would have gone through my life as the 'Emperor' day after day, live for the will of others. If I get used to loneliness, I will no longer be lonely. Until one day, I met a woman at the other end of the cloud stairs."

"Woman?" Cang Lian, who remained quiet, responded with a keen sense of smell. Her ears moved and she asked softly, "What woman?"

Because she could feel the subtle changes in Ling Tiansu's expression at this moment.

Who is it that can make the former emperor son feel lonely.

Ling Tiansu, who had been closing his eyes, finally opened his eyes. He sat up and looked at her with a smile on his eyebrows: "Cang Lian'er, are you pretending to be jealous in your stomach?"

Cang Lian hummed twice, leaned over softly, held Ling Tiansu's arm and shook it, pulled him down with him, and snuggled in his arms: "Little Yao'er continued to say, I want to hear your childhood story, who is that woman?"

The little green snake did not dare to move around, but just lay on the edge of the bed and looked at the two of them, and his blue eyes did not blink.

Cang Lian noticed the movements of the little green snake, looked at her squatting on the ground, hesitated for a while, but finally waved to her with a soft heart.

If it were someone else, like an ice-faced or a little demon girl, she would probably have hugged her little demon tightly and would not give them a single finger.

But now this silly little snake is the little snake disciple who saved her and protected her many times.

He rolled into the fox hole with her little demon again, and it was more times than her master. It was really helpless, so he could only accept it with a tough bullet.

The little green snake did not move, biting its slender fingers and looking at Ling Tiansu waterily.

Ling Tiansu pretended not to see the little movements between Cang Lian and Xiao Wan, kicked his legs, shook the curtain and hung it down, and isolated the little green snake from the outside of the bed.

He remembered that before the little green snake went to heaven, he had a love affair with him. He soaked in the ice sea for two hours, and was frozen until it was hard to get salvaged and became honest.

If she was asked to go to the Emperor's Couch and disguise him in front of Cang Lian, what would happen?

Cang Lian glanced at him with resentment.

Ling Tiansu pressed her little head up into her arms, and her voice was low: "That woman is my sister, and her name is Qing Yuetang."

Cang Lian, who was nestled in his arms, trembled and said in surprise: "Little Yao'er's sister?"

"Um."

Cang Lian was confused: "How could it be? I remember that Xiao Yaoer, you are the eldest son of the legitimate son. There has never been any words in the seven realms that the God Emperor has a daughter."

Ling Tiansu smiled, but his smile was a little bitter: "I always thought so before I met Qing Yuetang. At that time, I didn't know who she was, and why she appeared at the end of the Three Thousand Clouds. At that time, she looked at me in blood. I recognized the black mark between her eyebrows. It was the mark of the fallen god. A fallen god man, but she called me A Xie and said she wanted to take me home."

Cang Lian's cheeks were pressed against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

Ling Tiansu closed his eyes and closed his eyelashes, and his voice was low: "I have never been there. At that time, no one had ever said such a thing to me. There was a command in the God Realm, and anyone who fell from the God Realm would be killed without mercy. As the crown prince of the God Realm, I was even more willing to give up on this order of killing."

"But when I looked into her eyes, I knew that I could not refuse her."

Cang Lian raised his head, looked at his pale chin stained with sweat, and asked tightly, "What about that? Have you gone with your sister?"

As soon as he finished asking, Cang Lian realized that he had obviously asked such an extra question.

If the emperor's son really left with the fallen goddess, how could the emperor's son come from among the seven realms, how could the crown prince come from, and... how could her slutty mother come from?

Ling Tiansu's voice became very dull and he said calmly: "No, there are three thousand cloud stairs between me and her, and 100,000 gods. When she dies, she dies in front of me. Three thousand layers of clouds are dyed with red frost. It is a red of resentment that cannot be washed away by the stars and the sky."

Cang Lian trembled, and he couldn't help but hug Ling Tiansu tightly, and couldn't help calling him in a low voice: "Little Demon..."

Ling Tiansu said: "It's strange that it was the first time I felt heartache. Such a deep feeling, but in the next ten thousand years, I actually forgot all the blood-stained day. I forgot the end of the cloud stairs, the sister who killed all the way from the Demon Prison to the Ninth Heaven and took me home desperately."

Cang Lian's eyes widened, as if puzzled, and asked blankly: "Why is this happening?"

Ling Tiansu pursed his lips into a cold line: "Because memory is damaged?"

Cang Lian fell silent.

Memory is damaged...

A daughter of the God Emperor who was deliberately erased from existence and the Emperor's son who was wiped out from memory.

There is only one person in the seven realms who can do this.

It seemed as if he deliberately did not let him know that in this world, in addition to his parents, he also had a close relative and sister.

Cang Lian asked softly: "Why did he... do this? My memory is damaged. How did the little demon know that there is Qing Yuetang in the world? He still knows so clearly that she is your relative?"

"I don't know..." He murmured softly: "I still fulfill my duties day after day, and live for all the tasks assigned to the Emperor of Father. But from that day on, I will no longer have to lock in the divine palace at the end of the clouds in the divine realm. The Emperor of Father will no longer let me approach the divine palace."

But how could he not feel the abruptness of his memory, the red blood clouds, and the ominous everywhere?

Since that day, the Yunduan Palace where he lived for a long time turned into a wave of demon clouds that never dispersed all year round without him knowing it. The God Emperor gave an explanation that a true demon who had entered the God Realm from the Nine Nethers attacked and killed the Nine Heavens, fought with the Emperor's son, and eventually died at the hands of the Emperor's son.

Both aspects were damaged, which led to his memory loss.

The true demons and resentment turn into clouds and never disperse all year round.

The explanation was perfect, and all the gods who participated in the battle in the clouds that day died at the hands of Qing Yuetang, and no one could witness the scene of that day.

But even the God Emperor didn't know that, that day, when Wu Qi Xie saw the woman covered in blood disappearing, he could not touch her.

But there was a blood-colored butterfly flying through the long sea of ​​blood-stained clouds.

He held the blood butterfly, and black blood flowed between the butterfly wings, carrying the black fate of his alien twins.

No words to prove anything.

My heart is already clear.

At that moment, he knew clearly what was holding in his palm.

He even predicted what he would face when the Milky Way broke through the darkness.

Living for the will of the people?

No.

He just wanted to live a better life.

In the same world, black and white are separated by their hearts, and he doesn't care whether the night swallows the day or whether it replaces the eternal night at the end.

What determines good and evil is not the sharp blade in his hand, but the original heart of the sword holder. He quietly opened his own horoscope, held his own destiny, hid the blood butterfly in his heart, and inherited the twins together.

No one knew that night.

He became the twin god-killer who has coexisted with black and white gods and demons since Piyi.

In the long blood cloud corpse, he cut off his own soul and fate and threw it into the tide of demon clouds at the end of the galaxy.

God said that the end of the Milky Way clouds is the sea of ​​tides that are unwilling to be transformed by resentment after the death of the true demon, and is a place where no gods can be used.

But who knew that the unscathing "resentment" was a woman named Qing Yuetang. She spent her whole life cultivating the true demon body, scattered into blood clouds all over the sky, just to protect the half of the souls in the Cloud Temple.

Just as Wu Qixie thought, that night, the God Emperor transformed his memory and regarded that sea of ​​clouds as the forbidden place of the gods.

No one dares to invade.

The sunset is tomorrow.

He is still the emperor's son who is highly anticipated.

She is still a forgotten true demon.

The black and white are still clearly divided, just like the horizon in the horizon, clearly dividing the sky and the earth.

He continued his mission, and continued to look at the bloody sea of ​​clouds in the long night of bright lights in the bright night of thousands of homes.

If you want to hide from the eyes of sentient beings, you must first turn your mind.

He hid half of his soul, and he did not leave anything for himself, and he did not resist when his father took away his memory.

He only left a doubt for himself.

The life of the gods is long and endless. In these long years, the ruthless and desireless emperor son will mechanically engrave the scroll of time of gods and demons in his heart in the middle of the night, accompanied by the fire and blood clouds.

Kongcang's gods outlined the mountains and rivers of history in detail, and left behind a picture of Fan Hao's living beings in a volume.

It records unknown mysterious information.

Cloud Step Divine Palace, Palace of Eternal Life.

It's just a place to change into a cage.

His words and deeds are all wished by all living beings, and the only thing he does for his own will is the engraving of a scroll of time.

Finally, he waited for the Great Wilderness Soldier Demon to rebel.

Find a gap that only belongs to him for a year.

It is basically impossible to quell the riots and demons in the hearts of the gods.

In the sight of the gods, he entered the Great Wilderness with his sword alone, setting up a barrier of sealing heaven, where no one can enter, and no demon can come out. Naturally, Wu Qixie can disappear in this world for a year without going against the wishes of sentient beings.

The return period of one year is in a state where no one can see the situation of the war.

A god once predicted that the emperor's son would fall into the chaos of the great wilderness, and that the divine path would disappear without a return date.

There is also a dream master who calculates that the emperor will return after a delay, and it is difficult to get rid of the remaining demons. He advises the God Emperor to make arrangements in advance to prepare the war demons to break through the realm and leave the world.
To be continued...