Demon Lord 3

Of course, some are happy while others are sad. Liu Yu started to worry because his lover was gone. He couldn't even find his soul. His expression was the same as Chen Lei's just now, with a dull look in his eyes. He asked me for sleeping pills. Of course, I couldn't give him more, so I could only give him two. He shook his head and said it was far from enough. I asked him how many he wanted, and he said at least ten. I said it would eat dead people, and he said it was just right that he was dead. I asked him what he wanted, and he said that it was his lover, and he couldn't give up his lover. But I said that if your lover is gone, you can find another one, but if you are gone, everything is gone, and your lover may not be gone either. Maybe she can come back in the future, but if you are gone, who will your lover go to when she comes back? Will you let her die for you again? Liu Yu stopped talking at this time, and his eyes were a little dull, but he blinked and asked me: "Sister Yue, I have followed you for so many years, do you trust me?" I rolled my eyes at him and said, "What you said is nonsense. If I don't trust you, who should I trust? It's been so many years, and you said that you have been following me for quite a while, but you still don't know who I am, your sister Yue? It's not that I don't give you sleeping pills, and it's not that I don't want you to have love, but I think these things can be put aside. I won't pressure you with the task, but if you die now, who will your lover go to when he comes back? Don't we still have a glimmer of hope? What will be the result of doing these impulsive things now?" Liu Yu was very helpless, so he nodded, and then said that he would listen to me in everything. I shook my head and said that he was not listening to me, but was developing the matter according to a good result. In the end, I really gave him all the sleeping pills. He only took half of them and didn't finish them. Maybe he knew that he would die on the spot after taking all the pills, and he also knew that those things were poisonous, so he wanted to leave a glimmer of hope for his lover and then fell into a deep sleep. I don't know how many hours it will last. I was also a little dizzy because I had just entered the cave. I felt that there was less oxygen and the air pressure was low. I felt like I was going to suffocate. I took two steps back helplessly. After returning to the room, I also fell into a deep sleep. In my dream, I also came to the dark realm. It was different from what I imagined. This place is indeed not the so-called real darkness, but a place where you can see light, but the light seems fake and extremely dazzling. I know all this may be true, but the sun here is definitely different from the sun over there. What is the specific difference? We don't know, but I vaguely sense that many things are different. The longer I stay in the Dark Realm, the more hollow I feel. I have to seek shelter. The sun here feels like it could kill me. My father had previously told me about the high-end places here, where low-class people would suffer skin ulcers if they stayed there for too long. We can't absorb this energy. I asked curiously, "Is there any solution?" My father nodded and said, "Of course there is, but we need to constantly improve our strength and bring our strength to the same level as theirs." My father also told me that while the Dark Realm's abilities are powerful, they cannot naturally nurture life. Sometimes, the higher the dimension, the less likely it is to nurture life. This is the limitation, this is the drawback. No one can escape the laws of nature. Only in natural places can true laws prevail. The Dark Realm is like a door, a gateway connecting the upper and lower realms. It's not really a world at all, but merely a foothold, a gate between two borders. After arriving in this world, I had no family or friends, leaving me to navigate this place alone. I vaguely noticed many plants growing here, and curiously asked, "Isn't there life here? Then what's here?" Of course, it was the flower seeds I brought over from over there. Hearing this, I became puzzled and asked who was speaking. The Dark Emperor emerged, smiled, and said it was him. He asked if his words sounded good. The Dark Emperor spoke like a young man questioning his girlfriend. I smiled slightly and curiously asked how old he was. He counted on his fingers, but couldn't figure it out. He said he was quite old, saying that the timeline here was different from ours, so normally, he would be in his 30s.