The breeze is everywhere, and the cold winter is heavy.

In the temple of the gods, the demon god stood among the gods, and when he heard the words of the generals in Pingxi, he felt thoughtful.

"Gods, let's go back. This evil seal will be sealed for the time being. The God of Reincarnation, you can come here to get the power of the evil seal at any time."

The Qingyuan God's face was as calm as the deep sea, his expression was calm and indifferent, and his words exuded a breath of uneven power.

The immortal gods bowed and left the temple.

As soon as the Qingyuan God flicked his sleeves, he saw the spirit of the weapon floating in the air falling into his sleeves.

The demon god stood up, dressed in red, as gorgeous as fire, and a strange stream of light flowed in his eyes.

"Demon." Qingyuan God looked at her back and felt the alienation from the demon god. Even though it was not the first time, his heart still pounded.

It was like a gap was torn into the chest cavity and it was still spreading.

The dull pain like tearing spread to the limbs and bones.

The demon god paused his feet and his expression was as cold as frost.

Her back was facing Qingyuan Shen, and there was no trace of the warmth of the past on her face.

That day, the actions of the Gods, Qingyuan God, hurt her unchanging feelings for thousands of years.

Who would have thought that the Qingyuan God and the Demon God, who were once known in the world of immortality for their support for each other a few months ago, are no longer husband and wife.

To be honest, it's also funny.

Qingyuan God looked at the woman's back and moved his mouth, wanting to speak but stopping. After all, he couldn't even speak a word, but just tightened the sword eyebrows that were inserted into his temples.

He lowered his head and sighed, and in an instant he seemed to have grown many years old.

There are thousands of words, but I don’t know where to start.

"If the God of Qingyuan is nothing, I will leave first."

The demon god didn't even look back at the beginning and end.

The cold and decisive look was like a piece of thousands of years of black ice.

The love that has lasted for thousands of years seems to have been broken and clean.

"Are you still angry with me?" asked Qingyuan Shen.

The demon god turned around, sneered and smiled contemptuously: "How dare I be angry with your god in Qingyuan? I am just an insane person."

"Nonsense, where are you not healthy? In the immortal world, who dares to say that you are an incomplete person?" Qingyuan Shen was angry.

The woman's eyes were as if frost was tempered, and her alienation and indifference made Qingyuan God scared.

"I'm a dark person

Master, but there are no evil spirit tendons. You said, am I an insane person?"

"Divine Qingyuan God, do you know that I have done many ridiculous things in my life, but I have never regretted it. I only regret one thing."

Her voice was very light, her tall and thin figure was between the open gilded gates of the Temple of the Gods.

The light of the green sun shines in from outside, like a layer of sacred golden light.

At this moment, the Qingyuan God felt that there was a chasm between them that was difficult to cross.

And that chasm was blocked by him.

Be self-inflicted.

It is your own fault.

These eight big words suddenly flashed through the mind of the Qingyuan God.

"Do you regret it? Have you cut off the evil spirit tendons?" asked Qingyuan Shen.

"I regret meeting you."

The demon god sneered: "I should have stepped into the realm of Yama, but I came to immortality because of you, but you take it for granted. Qingyuan God, don't you know how important the evil spirit tendons are to me? Don't worry, I will never let Ge'er give up the evil spirit tendons. If a feeling exists and needs to stab yourself, then there is no need for this feeling to exist."

"I stayed in the Immortal Realm for 10,000 years, but I was tired and very tired."

"If you think about it carefully, this is not my home at all. Now, it's time for me to go back to my own home."

The demon god's tone was plain, but he exuded a bloodthirsty cruelty!

"Where are you going? What do you want to do?" Qingyuan Shen sat up suddenly.

"Yan Luo." The demon god looked up at the sky outside the temple of the gods, showing a calm smile, and his eyes were full of yearning.

Her original dream was to go to the paradise of the dark masters and dominate the world in the ten directions.

No one has ever been able to shake his choice, and the God of Qingyuan is the only one.

When the evil spirit tendons were cut off at Zhuxiantai, she was not reluctant to leave, but she was just regretful that she could no longer dominate the dark aura.

Now, tens of thousands of years have passed, like a puppet, and blood and will have been cold in this immortal world.

It's OK.

It was just that the words of the Qingyuan God made her feel that these years were too worthless.

One day and night, I suddenly wanted to see the scenery of Yan Luo.

Like a seed buried in the heart, it will quickly take root and sprout with the passage of time.

This idea is getting worse

strong.

Until it finally became a firm choice and impulse.

Yes, after ten thousand years, she wants to go to Hell.

Qingyuan God was shocked and blurted out: "Are you crazy? You don't have evil spirit tendons and are no longer a dark master. How can you get to Yama?"

"This, I won't bother Qingyuan God to worry about it."

The demon god sneered, moved his slender legs, and walked towards the avenue outside the hall.

Qingyuan's divine eyes shrank suddenly—

The cold winter wind lifted up her skirt, as before, amazed the girl he had in his youth.

The figure of the demon god was destroyed in the flowing light. Qingyuan Shen walked forward a few steps and finally stopped.

He frowned, thinking.

The God of Qingyuan gave up too much for him. Perhaps this time, he should not stop him in the name of love.

Qingyuan God lowered his head and took out the evil seal on his cuff.

He stared at the evil seal and pondered for a long time.

...

The demon god walked forward and slowly stepped into the mansion.

Feng Qizun waited for a long time with a little bun in his arms, but found that something was wrong with the demon god.

The little bun jumped out of Feng Qi's arms and ran happily towards the demon god. Standing in front of the demon god, raised his head, opened his watery eyes wide, and asked, "Grandma Demon God, are you in a bad mood?"

The demon god squatted down and picked up the little bun. The little bun wrapped his hands around her neck, leaning against the demon god, and whispered: "Damn Grandma Demon God, don't be upset. Ye'er will always be with the demon god, and will also help the demon god grandma drive away the bad guys!"

The little bun's eyes are bright and innocent.

"Fengqi, go and let that child Ji Yue come here."

The demon god pinched the little bun's face, looked at Feng Qi, and said in a deep voice.

Feng Qizun vaguely realized the seriousness of the matter, nodded, and left the Demon God's Mansion.

"Grandma Demon God, is something happening?" Xiao Baozi asked angrily.

The demon god looked around, and the cold wind and fragrance of flowers in winter were gently blowing by, which was particularly refreshing.

She couldn't even wait to go to that place called the realm of Yan Luo.

She wanted to write her legend in the ten directions of heaven and earth.

only……
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