But he didn't expect that this would anger Wujiang and make him kill someone.
"It's okay, it's just some meat. Maybe they didn't cook it well." Feng Lan said quickly, "Don't be angry. I'll ask them to prepare vegetarian dishes for you."
"Meat?" Wujiang thought for a while and said, "I have never eaten it."
"If you don't like it, I won't let them cook it for you in the future." Feng Lan said carefully, for fear of making him unhappy.
"It doesn't matter." Wujiang shook his head, and in his heart, he didn't really care.
Feng Lan raised the corners of her lips and wanted to laugh, but she felt miserable in her heart.
Wujiang, is it really like what the elder brother said, that he has demonic nature in his heart?
He has now killed people and eaten meat. He has broken so many of the eight Buddhist precepts.
Boundless...you can't go back anymore...
Maybe, I should let you stay in the devil world as my brother said.
Feng Lan looked at Wujiang's picturesque features, raised her hand and caressed his handsome outline, feeling filled with emotion in her heart.
"Wujiang." She whispered his name.
"What's wrong with the princess?" Wujiang asked him.
"Can you call me Lan'er?"
Wujiang looked at her: "Did I call you that before?"
Feng Lan nodded.
"Lan'er." Wujiang smiled, that kind of compassion and purity, as pure as a smile holding flowers, but it can no longer be seen.
Feng Lan slowly leaned into his arms, "Wujiang, you are a demon and I am a demon. We were born to be a couple. From today on, we will never be separated, okay?"
"As long as you agree." Wujiang held her shoulders and raised his head, as if there was an empty corner in his heart.
In that empty corner, a name always echoed, as if countless people were calling in his ears:
Hua Xi, Hua Xi...
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"Hua Xi?" When Feng Ling rushed to Huangquan Waterfall, he saw a slender and delicate figure standing proudly on top of the tall stone statue.
Facing the wind, the clothes are flying, and there is a sense of beauty and aloofness that is independent from the world.
The girl's figure has appeared thousands of times in her dreams, so Feng Ling knew who it was without getting close.
Hua Xi stood on the shoulders of the stone statue of Princess Hua Xi and looked at the stone statue of Chong Xi opposite.
Hearing Feng Ling's voice, she lowered her head, looked at him and smiled slightly: "Master Feng Ling, are you demons afraid of these two stone statues?"
"Nonsense!" Fengling said disdainfully, not wanting to admit that the demons had been suppressed by these two stone statues for more than nine thousand years.
This is the biggest shame of the demon clan!
"Humph." Hua Xi chuckled, a light flashed in his hand, and the God-killing Blade suddenly appeared in his hand.
The sharp sword blade cut through the air with a sharp edge, swaying from Feng Ling's eyes.
"What are you doing?" Feng Ling cried out in shock.
But at the same time as his voice, there was a huge roar.
The head of the stone statue Chongxi suddenly fell down under the light of the God-killing Blade.
The smooth cut was cut from the shoulders up and rolled down the body of the tall stone statue, causing gravel to fly.
The people below were so frightened that they fled and retreated.
Feng Ling jumped up and stood on the shoulders of the stone statue with its head cut off, looking at Hua Xi in shock.
These two stone statues symbolize the two strongest people in the divine world and even the six realms. As the exit of Huangquan Waterfall, the stone statues of Chongxi and the empress represent the supreme power of the gods.
Back then, these two people worked in tandem to block the demon world in this desolate and dark place, never being able to come out.
