After he finished speaking, the huge dragon body quickly transformed into a human form. He still liked to wear an extremely large black cloak and hat, and then completely hide himself in the darkness.
After glancing at Zhan Cangqiong, You Jueming suddenly turned into a ray of red light and headed towards the country of the underworld.
And Zhan Cangqiong quickly turned into a human body and chased after You Jueming.
Now, he has an extremely important task and must not make any mistakes.
Arriving at the Kingdom of the Underworld, the sky above there was almost always hidden in darkness. The palace was located on a huge dragon bone skeleton. You Jueming glanced at the palace and quickly fell into the palace.
It was the middle of the night, and he quickly arrived at the door of Youyue's palace.
Since You Yue was gone, You Jueming has never been here again.
It's not that he doesn't want to come, it's that every time he comes he thinks of himself as a child without a father.
This feeling of abandonment made him extremely disgusted.
After standing in front of the palace door for a while, You Jueming couldn't help but push the door open and enter. The scene he entered was almost exactly the same as in his memory, but it seemed much cleaner. In his memory, You Yue's palace was almost completely covered with dust.
Swallowed by dust.
His eyes looked around for a week, and then landed on the main entrance.
After standing for a while, You Jueming slowly moved his steps. Just when he was about to walk in, the sound of men and women making love came from the palace. He was slightly stunned, paused for a moment, and then walked in.
Standing at the door, he could clearly see the scene inside. At this time, on the bustling big bed, a man and a woman were making love to each other. He could see the woman's face clearly. She was his mother Youyue, but the man's
He has never seen the face before, it must be Zhan Jingmo!
The two of them enjoyed the pleasure brought by each other's bodies so much that even if there was someone outside looking at them intently but indifferently, they didn't feel it.
After a loving relationship, the man hugged the woman and said slowly: "Yue, I want to marry you, but I'm sorry..."
When You Jueming heard these words, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Zhan Jingmo is really a man who shows mercy everywhere. He still talks like this after doing something, which really makes him feel extremely disgusted.
He slowly put his hand on the door and was about to push it open when the scene inside suddenly became weird.
You Yue was sleeping soundly, but at this moment she unconsciously turned into a red dragon body, and then she actually ate the man on the bed bit by bit.
Seeing such a scene, You Jueming was so surprised that he was speechless. When he was about to push the door open and enter, there was a sudden weight on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was Zhan Cangqiong.
"Let's go!" Zhan Cangqiong uttered one word coldly, and then the two people quickly left the palace of the underworld and landed on the cliff of hell.
"Zhan Cangqiong, was that man Zhan Jingmo just now? My mother only has one man." You Jueming asked slowly, but there was a tremor in his tone that he could not understand.
He is afraid, he is afraid, he is afraid that what he has insisted on all along is wrong, wrong.
And if this is the case, then why does he want to live? Why?
"That man is not Father Zhan Jingmo, but Emperor Uncle Zhan Jing Xiao. He disappeared a thousand years ago, but Father didn't trace it. So that's what happened." Zhan Cangqiong seemed to understand, he looked at You Jue
Ming, there seemed to be a trace of looseness in his sea-blue eyes.
"What's going on? Zhan Cangqiong, tell me, tell me." You Jueming quickly came to Zhan Cangqiong, reached out and grabbed his collar, her red eyes just stared at him, and there seemed to be something in her eyes.
Full of anger, but more of an indescribable fear.
"Your father is not my father Zhan Jingmo, but the emperor's uncle Zhan Jingxiao. Although I don't know why this is the case, my father will never want his brother's woman, so you will definitely not be his son.
." Zhan Cangqiong's words suddenly reached You Jueming's ears, and immediately, he felt that his heart had been hit hard.
His father was not Zhan Jingmo, but Zhan Jingxiao. It was not his father who abandoned him, but his mother who ate his father...
"Hahaha..." You Jueming suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. His red hair was blown wildly by the wind blowing around him, covering his face and seeming to cover his expression.
But at this time, even Zhan Cangqiong felt You Jueming's sadness.
He has always relied on this hatred to support himself, so he gritted his teeth and carried on.
But at this moment, he has no reason to live anymore.
You Jueming's right hand quickly turned into a dragon claw, and then suddenly moved towards his heart.
Extremely fast and without a trace of hesitation.
"No!" Seeing this, Zhan Cangqiong hurriedly stopped him, but it was too late. He saw that You Jueming's dragon claw was already about to reach his chest.
At this time, suddenly a small figure suddenly rushed towards You Jueming, and then only the sound of something entering the flesh was heard.
The smell of blood filled You Jueming's sense of smell, but this was not his blood. He looked at the sudden arrival of Bi Luo in his arms. The hand that inserted into her heart, he didn't know what to do at this moment.
"Master Ming, don't die." Bi Luo's gentle voice came slowly from You Jueming's arms, a little weak, a little weak, and a little pale.
She raised her head with some difficulty, looked at You Jueming and said, "Master Ming, don't die."
Those six words made You Jueming's heart feel as if something had suddenly struck him, painful and complicated. He looked at Bi Luo in his arms and quickly withdrew his hand.
Because he pulled out his hand, blood quickly spread out from Bi Luo's chest. The bright red blood color was very much like You Jueming's eyes.
With the smell of death.
"Luo'er, why?" You Jueming's blood-stained hand gently touched Bi Luo's little face, and he asked gently: "Luo'er, I am the one no one wants and I shouldn't be alive. I have always been
I have hatred to support me, so I can't die, but my hatred is wrong. I, abandoned by everyone, don't need to live anymore. Why do you?"
"No..." Bi Luo shook her head gently. The pain in her chest made her feel drowsy, but she knew she had to be strong and not sleep. If she slept, she would never see her favorite person in her life.
Lord Ming.
"Do you know why I am not with my sister and have to follow you?" Bi Luo said softly, her breathing seemed to be much weaker than before. She was now relying solely on her will to support herself.
She looked at You Jueming, and her dark eyes seemed to be covered with an indescribable beautiful mist.
You Jueming was stunned immediately. Her words were so clear, like crystal. At a glance, she could see everything inside.
He looked at Bi Luo, and his heart seemed to be struck violently by something.
Do you know why I am not with my sister and have to follow you?
Why? He has never thought about this why. It's not that he hasn't thought about it, but he has never thought about such a thing in his heart.
Why……
Why……
Because she wants to be with him...
You Jueming looked at Bi Luo and the determined expression on her small face. Suddenly her heart seemed to be strangled by a thread, and then it tightened gently and never let go.
This kind of pain is not that strong, shocking, or unforgettable.
But it is indeed eternal, lasting, and can never be forgotten.
"Luo'er, why are you so stupid? I am the Demon King and I have no heart." You Jueming gently held Bi Luo into his arms, his tone of voice gentle as he had never been before.
Bi Luo looked unusually petite in his arms. She raised her hand with great difficulty and placed it on You Jueming's chest. The beating of her heart came slowly through her clothes. Bi Luo smiled slightly and said: "Heart, here...
…”
Her words reached You Jueming's ears, and instantly he felt that the new string that bound his heart became even tighter. He let go of Bi Luo, and when he was about to speak, Bi Luo placed her hand on his heart.
It fell suddenly.
Suddenly, You Jueming was stunned. He watched the little hand fall down slowly, desperately and painfully, and then fell into his own palm.
Such a small hand, such a small life, was ruined in his hands.
"Hahaha..." You Jueming suddenly looked at the sky and laughed. But his eyes became moist for some reason, and the sky was now a deep gray.
Desperate, as if everything has been lost.
His right hand quickly turned into a dragon's claw and mercilessly moved towards his chest.
But as soon as he touched his coat, he trembled suddenly and stopped.
"Master Ming, don't die..." This sentence came to his ears for some reason. Such a gentle voice sounded so comfortable and heart-warming, making people feel like they wanted to get closer.