It's obviously ridiculous to speculate on what happened at that time based on just one picture, but such a picture seemed to come alive. The same anger and confusion as the girl in the picture suddenly rose in Xiao Wuxin's heart. She

I don’t know why my parents, who have always spoken softly to me, are so decisive on this matter.

She didn't understand why others could practice and become stronger, but she could only look up to the companions she used to play with, and watched helplessly as they drifted away from her because of different circles. Even if she took the initiative to approach him in the end, the other party became a lot stranger.

To be clear, they are not from the same world.

What does it mean to be a worldly person?

She asked herself this, knowing that she understood the source of everything.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to use spells to make me feel the same way, I can understand that feeling." Xiao Wuxin's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet house, and she sighed with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Qingli's eyes flashed slightly, a little surprised, but then she turned calm: "You can break the spell at such a fast speed. You are already familiar with the flaws of this kind of spell. Continue."

Xiao Wuxin hummed. She didn't ask Qingli why she wanted to cast a spell on herself. You must know that people with weak concentration are very likely to gradually think that they are one of them under this kind of spell without anyone noticing.

Rather than empathizing with it, people without consciousness may lose themselves in it.

Another page has been turned.

On this page, after the girl had a big fight yesterday, the picture gradually became no longer rich in color, but the ink seemed to gradually fade a little.

In the picture, she seems to have accidentally broken into a college, and overheard the instructor in the class teaching everyone how to guide the spiritual power in the body and sense the five elements of oneself.

First contact.

It was a strange world she had never been exposed to.

…

Page after page, no matter how thick the book is, it is almost to the end.

Finally, the page that she was looking at appeared in Xiao Wuxin's eyes, and her eyes finally froze.

‘The devil comes and all souls cry in agony’

'Xiao Wuxin, the source of evil disasters, ends evil disasters.'

This is not an obscure statement.

Even she, an outsider who knows nothing about the past of the Middle Realm, knows what it means to the Middle Realm as long as she sees these words. One is a god that symbolizes disaster and destruction. Even the demon god

He is also a god, and it is difficult for humans to resist and even find it difficult to breathe under a god. The ability of sentient beings to see the sun of tomorrow depends entirely on the words of gods. If the word "kill" comes, then no one can save them.

One is the disaster star, which brings about the source of these disasters and destruction, so anyone with a long brain will know which one to choose between the two. Is it to end the trouble forever before everything is irreversible, or to wait for the devil to come again? I believe it is normal.

Everyone knows how to choose.

"Finally, where is the girl?" There is nothing behind it, it is blank.

Turning over again, it was a page of the three realms covered by a dark whirlpool. This should mean that the harm of the magic sound is not limited to the middle realm, and at the same time, he has also reached out to other places.

Qingli didn't look back. Hearing the words, she said quietly: "Die for all living beings, die without regrets."

Die without regrets?

Hearing these four words, Xiao Wuxin raised her eyebrows subconsciously, her eyes fell on the book in her hand, she closed it and placed it in its original position.

She tilted her head and looked at it, and finally said with an unclear smile: "If she lives, it would be better to die without regrets. This would be a good ending for her."

boom!

Just when Xiao Wuxin finished speaking, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly sounded.

Qingli looked at the book at her feet, picked it up with a calm expression, patted it and put it back on the table as if nothing had happened. When she stood up, she said: "She can't live. No matter what the reason is, no one will let her."

She will live. She is a smart child. I just hope that she will not become a pawn of the demon clan in the next life after her death."

"Can she have the final say on such a thing?" Xiao Wuxin asked.

"Maybe, but if she is still a chess piece of the demon clan." Qing Li lowered her eyes, judging from his tone of voice and his normal mood, he paused and then said: "Then...

"

What a cool voice.

There was also a slight tremor at this time.

Xiao Wuxin didn't wait until the next step. Qingli suddenly closed her eyes in silence and walked out.

The wooden door creaked, and Xiao Wuxin was left alone in the room again, but her eyes fell on the visible fist marks on the originally unmarked wooden table. It wasn't that the book had fallen, but that someone had controlled his emotions.

She couldn't live anymore and pretended that nothing had happened. There were still blood stains on the wooden table because of the penetration. From her point of view, the color was much darker than the surrounding area.

"Then...will you kill me again?"

Xiao Wuxin looked away and picked up the book that she put back again. When she opened the page again, she saw that the picture that clearly reflected Ye Chen's face suddenly blurred. Finally, her facial features were clear and lifelike.

Suddenly he was shrouded in a black mist, making it difficult to see his true face.

"I tried again and again with spells. This time, you were defeated first."

Xiao Wuxin chuckled lightly, and brushed her fingertips over the place where Ye Chen's face originally appeared. She was affected at first. She knew there was something wrong, but she couldn't help but care about it, but in the end she thought about it. If Ye Chen was

If you want to leave, then leave. If Ye Chen treats her sincerely, then she will treat him sincerely. If Ye Chen really treats her as someone else's substitute, then he has to hide it. She rarely gets angry and almost never gets angry, but she

What I said was never a joke.

The grass on the grave of the person who deceived her is already three feet tall.

During the Qingming Festival next year, she thought she would prepare an extra bottle of wine for people because of this special feeling. There was no need to be suspicious and make herself anxious. How could she be so irritable in such a beautiful world...

"I really want to be able to clarify something. The people who drew these people should be the people around the girl. Only people close to her know so much about the girl, and can understand what the girl is happy about today and what she will be happy about tomorrow.

The reason is sad, this person knows everything from the little things outside to the things that happen at home."

"...There are only two possibilities, either he is a perverted voyeur, or this person is the parents of this girl!"

As for whether the mother, the father, or both parents were involved, I don't know, and it doesn't matter.

Judging from the abnormality of Qingli, he might not be sure that he is really the girl's father or other relatives and friends. He is so emotional and hesitant to let go, but he pretends not to take it seriously and is ruthless and unjust. He talks about being righteous for the sake of the people.

But only he himself knows what it feels like in his heart. He should have hated the word common people.

"I can have some leisure time from now on." Xiao Wuxin sat back, yawned and lay down lazily, closing her eyes slowly.

…

When Xiao Wuxin lay down happily and fell asleep, Qingli rushed out of the wooden house in a panic and almost ran away, but she clenched her teeth, and her usually cold eyes were now swallowed by severe pain.

"How many times is this this year?"

The space was rippling, and there was no one around, but a man's voice came.

The black air wrapped around Qingli's body like chains and climbed up crisscrossing her legs. Every inch it rose, there was a stronger sense of suffocation. Just as Qingli's red eyes gradually became blurred, the black mist suddenly dispersed.

Opening the door immediately allowed the drowning person to regain air.

"One more time, the suppressed demonic energy in your body will directly kill you. The demonic spirit is out of balance. How many times do you think you can survive." The voice seemed to be mocking, but it also meant to warn Qingli.

in.

But why does Qingli care about this? He has been supporting this broken body for tens of thousands of years. He is already destined to be lucky. If he lives an extra moment every day, he will earn it. Hearing this, he naturally smiled in a low voice...

The laughter got louder and louder, and there was a hint of madness in it.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Qingli said softly: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about this life, it should have ended long ago."

"In this case, you shouldn't have asked me to save you back then. Speaking of which, the human race should have hated you and you should have been the most victorious at that time. But you actually asked your enemies for help. This is what I least expected." In the air.

The person's tone was wanton, and his identity had been exposed in his words.

It was actually the demon clan that came to the middle realm with the demon god tens of thousands of years ago!

And it seems that his status is not low.

"I deserve to die, but I have to live and not die. Now that my death is coming, there is nothing to be afraid of." Qingli didn't refute. He knew what he was doing, including the things that made his hatred even more profound.

They all remember that they have never forgotten it, and now they are mentioned again without losing their composure.

too long.

He waited too long, lost his composure for too long, and at the last moment he felt as calm as dead water.

"Changing your fate against the will of heaven is your stupidest behavior!" The Demon Lord in the dark sneered, but there was a little more irritation in his eyes that shouldn't have appeared at this time, especially when he thought about how many times he could occasionally talk to himself over the years.

The guy with the sentence is even more violent when he is about to die.

Human race, what a fragile ant...

Although many years have passed, he still remembers the scene from that year. Under the leadership of the Demon God, it was the largest attack in the history of the Demons. In fact, there were demon armies not only in the middle realm, but also in the lower and upper realms.

It's just that the lower realm is very lucky, and the upper realm is also very lucky, but the devil has focused on the middle realm, so that the middle realm has directly become the main battlefield filled with blood.

That time was the time when the demons were most likely to go to the middle and upper realms together, but in the end they were forced to stop all actions. The demon god ordered not to attack anymore. Anyone who disobeys will betray the demons! The demons have only one master.

A ruler, no matter how many powerful demon lords appear in the demon world, will ultimately be commanded by the demon god, but they are convinced not only because of the demon god's power but also because of their belonging.

Under such a completely unified and powerful force, the scattered human forces were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Even though they finally realized how powerful the demon army was and knew that they must unite to resist, they had forgotten it at that time.

The whole world knows that demons are cruel and bloody, and there is a very obvious difference between demons and humans.
To be continued...