The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 146 Thousand Years Ago (Part )

A huge and terrifying ancient pressure emanated from Shang Si.

The ghosts and monsters present felt the oppression and fell to their knees with trembling legs.

The demon-sealing order that suppressed their bodies shattered and disappeared, and waves of demonic energy rose into the sky, strange and dangerous!

The demon-exorcists got up from the ground and found that no matter how hard they tried, they were still unable to use the Demon Sealing Order to detonate the group of monsters. They were horrified and retreated step by step.

The monsters looked at each other and saw excitement and murderous intent on each other's faces.

"We are free!"

They shouted loudly, carrying with them the overwhelming hatred for being enslaved for thousands of years, and fiercely attacked the human race!
...

The demon tribe rebelled.

Xiao Baojing looked at the bloody scene of exciting fighting in the square and couldn't help shivering all over, carefully protecting his oranges.

"You are afraid."

A childish voice suddenly came.

It was the still young Shang Jiu.

He and Shang Si are brothers from the same mother, and the powerful blood of ancient monsters flows in their bodies.

He gently stroked Xiao Baojing's trunk with his little hand, curved his fox eyes, and said tenderly: "Thank you for giving me oranges. Although your oranges are very sour, I still decided to make you the Orange Princess. From now on, you are my little princess. I will take care of you like my brother takes care of Princess Zhiyun."

Xiao Baojing felt goosebumps all over when Shang Jiu gave him two furry animal ears to express his love.

She is a very traditional orange tree. She believes that orange trees can only be with other orange trees. How can she cross species and fall in love with a furry dog? !
This is totally nonsense!
She had just trained her feet last night, so she tried hard to pull them out of the soil and tried to escape while the war was going on.

But before she could run far, Shang Jiu wrapped a red silk thread around the tree trunk and pulled her back.

Shang Jiu had a childish face, but his words were very overbearing: "You are mine, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Xiao Baojing became Shang Jiu's orange tree.

...

Shang Si formed an army of demons and quickly defeated the northern dynasty, building a demon temple on the site of the imperial palace.

The surviving royal family led the army and the people to flee to the south, but they could not live in peace for long, as Shang Si regrouped and marched south, intending to seize all the territory in the world in one fell swoop.

They were enslaved by humans for thousands of years.

Now they are filled with intense hatred and want humans to experience the same suffering they have endured.

When Shang Si was conquering the human race, Shang Jiu watered Xiao Baojing every day, carefully wiped each of her leaves clean, and tied colorful ribbons on her branches to make her look beautiful.

All the demons knew that the Demon Emperor’s younger brother had an orange tree.

"I'm worried about my brother."

"Brother will definitely come back, right?"

The little boy was personally designated by Shang Si as the next Demon King. Every day he walked around the Demon Temple with a stern face. For fear of appearing timid, he dared not mention his inner uneasiness to others, and only confided in Xiao Baojing over and over again.

Xiao Baojing felt very sympathetic towards him at first.

But when he repeated it for the ten thousandth time, she finally became fed up and didn't understand why this little brat was so talkative.

She wanted to escape but couldn't, and she was so angry that the leaves on the tree rustled and she cursed Shang Jiu every day.

The war went smoothly at first.

Later, Xiao Baojing heard the palace maids talking about how the human king had summoned the Sun Golden Crow.

Ten big golden crows appeared in the sky above the demon territory day and night. There was not a cloud or a drop of rain in the sky. The rivers and lakes gradually dried up. The flowers, plants and trees on the plains and mountains withered and died. The vegetarian monsters began to lose their lives one after another.

The demon clan was defeated one after another.

Shang Si returned to the Demon God Temple and personally composed the "Song of Rebirth" for his dead compatriots.

He stood in front of Princess Zhiyun's tomb, and his heavy and solemn chanting echoed for a long time in the demon clan's territory of thousands of miles of barren land.

That night he told Shang Jiu that he wanted to fight a decisive battle with the human race.

Shang Jiu opened his amber fox eyes, stared at his brother seriously, and said in a childish voice: "Brother, you will be safe, right?"

Shang Si stroked his head gently, smiling warmly: "Well, everything will be fine."

"When will you be back, brother?" "I will be back when you have learned all the techniques I have taught you."

"But I have already learned it! Brother, have you forgotten? I am as smart as you!"

Shang Si's smile deepened, and he said softly, "I lit three incense sticks by the East China Sea. When the three incense sticks are burned out, I will be back."

Shang Jiu brought out a magic mirror and performed a little magic. Through the mirror, he could see that there were indeed three incense sticks lit on the edge of the East China Sea.

He pursed his lips and asked in a childish voice, "What if brother doesn't keep his promise?"

Shang Si scratched the tip of his nose and said lovingly, "Brother, I swear to you, if your words are not in accord with your heart, your life will end like the incense."

If one's words are not in harmony with his heart, his life will end like the fragrance of incense...

He actually swore such a vicious oath!

Shang Jiu felt an inexplicable palpitation at that moment, as if something bad was about to happen.

After his brother left, he put his anxiety behind him and just concentrated on waiting for the incense to burn out.

But those three incense sticks burn so slowly!

Shang Jiu was eagerly waiting, holding the magic mirror and waiting again and again. He didn't know how many days and nights he had waited. Finally, one morning when he woke up and picked up the magic mirror, he found that the three incense sticks had finally burned out.

"Brother!"

He jumped up, not even bothering to put on his shoes and socks, and ran out of the Demon Temple excitedly.

But the moment he stepped out of the hall, he saw that the originally clear sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Young Emperor!"

The loyal servants fell to their knees, crying and hugging his legs: "In the battle of Qingfengling, your majesty turned into a big heavenly dog, intending to devour the sun's golden crows, but this morning he died of exhaustion when he devoured the tenth one! The smallest golden crow escaped and swore that its light would never shine on our land! Now our army is in disarray and retreating, and has been forced back by the human race! The various countries have joined forces to build the Demonic Wall to suppress us forever in the land of eternal night!"

Shang Jiu stood there in a daze.

The only words that flashed through my mind were "death from exhaustion".

My brother is gone...

He raised his head.

The sky was dark, with only a few stars vaguely visible.

sun……

It was the sun and the human race that killed my brother!
The seeds of hatred were planted in the hearts of young children.

As time passed, the loyal servants of the past all turned to ashes, and the area north of the Great Wall of Demons became a place of eternal cold and night. The monsters living here gradually turned into strange appearances that were neither human nor ghost, and they were extremely vicious, strange and mysterious.

Shang Jiu always protected the orange tree, and from time to time he used a few drops of blood to nourish its roots so that it would not die or mutate like other monsters.

He gradually felt a deep loneliness in his eternal and long life.

He often asked Xiao Baojing: "Why haven't you learned how to transform after so many years?"

Xiao Baojing: "..."

As a tree, she doesn't even have sunlight or rain, how can she transform? !
After so many years, she practiced diligently every day, but she only managed to develop a pair of legs!

She had no mouth and could not answer Shang Jiu's questions, so she could only shake the branches angrily, making the leaves rustle to express her anger.

Shang Jiu held his head in his arms, and paced back and forth under the orange tree in the boundless dark wilderness like a wild fox, muttering to himself: "I miss my brother! I should have someone to accompany me, I should have a brother to accompany me..."

He was happy, sad, angry, and dazed at times.

When hungry, it becomes as ferocious as a wild dog, greedily devouring all the monsters and ghosts around it.

When she was in a good mood, she would pull out the red hair on the tip of her tail and make it into red silk threads. Some of them were braided into bracelets, and some were wrapped around Xiao Baojing's tree trunk. She would praise her affectionately, "My little princess is so beautiful."

time flies.

He was too lonely, so he gradually split into many different selves.

Those fox-faced boys gave themselves different names.

Shang Bingjiu, Chao Yuan, Lan Ji, Yue Li, Cen Wuzhao...

They were crying, laughing, singing, and dancing, talking and making noises, and the originally quiet area under the orange tree finally became lively.

　Good morning! !
　　(End of this chapter)