Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 127 Blood Sword Yu Zilan
Bei Muge pursed his lips, he was also very helpless at this moment.

However, the beauty in her arms dreamed of meeting Zhou Gong, so I forgot about him as a husband!
Well, although his name is still unfair, but at least Xiao Wuer called him her husband, right?

"My lady..." Bei Muge murmured, hugged her, and fell asleep again.

Outside the Purple Moon Palace
It was night and the Ziyue Palace was heavily guarded, and the well-arranged palace was hidden in the desolate and inhabited forest.

Here is the Thorn Forest, the only passage leading to the Western Continent, and it is also the original address of Ziyue Palace, where the demons lived for a long time.

The moon here, looking out from the thorn forest, is a blood-red color.

The moon is dazzling and hot.

It's like the sun emitting heat and light during the day, but it's a pity that the moonlight that was supposed to be warm and cool is now full of blood red.

"How long has it been? These eyes have never seen this blood-red moon again." A murmur was filled with nostalgia and deep memories.

I especially remember that thousands of years ago, he fell into the devil alone, and was also trapped by love. It was because of the discarded family affection and the rejection of his parents that made him jealous. From then on, he fell into the devil with a mortal body.

"Zilan, thank you for bringing me here."

"No need." Yu Zilan smiled self-deprecatingly, shrugged, and leaned against the tree trunk.

That smile, reflected under the blood moon, became more and more bitter, only he understood, and only he once understood.

Bewitched by love, hurt by love, even if he kills all the people in the world, how can he soothe a heart that has been so traumatized?If he hadn't fallen in love with her, maybe he wouldn't have brought her here?
After all, she begged for all of this.

Demons, how long has he not wanted to step here again? The Twelve Heavens Demon Blood Sword has never been related to him. It was only when Molu, the master of the blood sword, died a thousand years ago that he had the opportunity to resonate with the blood sword.

So he became one of the Twelve Heavenly Demons, the inheritor of the blood sword, right?
"Yan'er, you have to know that if you go this way, you may be getting farther and farther away from the second senior brother." Rather, it's getting closer.

"I know." Dongfang Yan's voice was muffled, she lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking about.

Only the little black dragon on his forehead glowed black under the blood moon.

Yu Zilan knew that it was a symbol of enchantment, and he had it before.

Sighing lightly, Yu Zilan turned around and walked towards Ziyue Palace, hoping that Yan'er could get what she wanted.

Since ancient times, there has been no balance between good and evil, let alone Dongfang Yan and Bei Muge today?

Just like him, he can love her, but he has to give up his identity as a demon, right?

Why isn't all this repeating the Lich War hundreds of millions of years ago?

The battle between good and evil has never stopped.

What's more, now?
The way of heaven does not want itself to be destroyed, but the demons want to unify the six ways. Yes, the six ways.

Only the celestial girl who controls all of this has a lifespan of only a hundred years in each life. Only the psychic girl can be truly reborn if the world is to return to its original track.

Even if it is the way of heaven, it will not work.

Otherwise, Kyushu will be destroyed, there will be no spiritual energy in the world, and there will be no practitioners.

Even if hundreds of millions of years later, another continent may be derived, and there may even be people living on it, so why won't another civilization appear?
All this is due to the greed of heaven.

All because of the annihilation of humanity.

"Yan'er, take care of yourself." Yu Zilan stared at Dongfang Yan, and walked quickly towards Ziyue Palace.

He thought, should he go back to the original point?
Twelve Heavenly Demon Blood Sword Yu Zilan.

Thinking of this, Yu Zilan shook her head lightly, if he is the blood sword, then he can protect her in a fair and honest way, can't he?

He helped her find what she wanted, and he helped her kill the person she wanted to kill, just because of her hands, he didn't want her to be stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)