demon god please let go gl

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The demon god Hua Qiangu was awakened by the cool feeling of the water droplets hitting her face.

She frowned, and slowly opened those deep purple eyes, where is... where?

Sitting up with support, I found myself in a dense forest, surrounded by a pool of clear water.The few drops of water that have just fallen are dew accumulated on the leaves of the bushes.

The demon god bluntly reached out his hand to dip a drop, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but it is slightly sweet.

Since becoming a demon god, her five senses have become much sharper.But at the same time, the response was much slower.It's because my heart is tired, and I can't be active anymore.

The demon god supported the tree trunk and stood up, still wearing the long dark purple dress, and his long black hair was randomly tied up by a flower branch.Hua Qiangu stared blankly at the reflection in the pool for a while, no matter how many times she saw the evil appearance, she couldn't get used to it, so she simply stopped watching.

She waved a wave of magic power to break the calmness of the pool, and the beautiful reflection in the water was also distorted into unidentified ripples.

Reluctantly, she looked at the Nuwa Stone and the Kunlun Mirror floating in the air, which fell out of her sleeve when she waved her hand just now.

Seeing the Nuwa stone, the demon god began to think why he was not dead yet.

It's a pity...why didn't he die?

Obviously, she should be dissipated after being pierced by the Xuanyuan Sword, but not only did she not die, but she also appeared in this strange place, and even the power of the demon god that had been instilled into the artifact also returned.

Nuwa Stone...Kunlun Mirror...Why these two?

The demon god slowly stretched out his hand to hold these two things tightly, feeling the closeness coming from the artifact, his dead heart relaxed slightly.

Unknowingly showing a smile, just like a dead tree in spring, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming in an instant.

She got it.

The demon god excitedly held the two artifacts close to his chest, bowed slightly, panting desperately, suppressing the sour grievance and emotion in his chest, he couldn't shed tears, he couldn't...

Tears could not stop flowing down.

The Nuwa stone is a god of mending the sky, life and death, human flesh and bones, and even helped her condense her soul and cured her inability to cry; the Kunlun mirror is a god of time and space. Going back to the past to measure the future, it even sent her back to the beginning of everything .The current Six Realms has not been eroded by demon gods, and there have been no heavy casualties. Although there are dangers everywhere, it is indeed a real, peaceful and peaceful past, a past that she dare not dream of every midnight.

The demon god collected his mood, and carefully put the artifact back into the ruins cauldron.These two artifacts were among the sixteen artifacts that she refined most thoroughly, so they were the closest to her, and they jumped out to help her when she was in danger.

The artifact is alive, it's just never been known.

The most urgent thing is to quickly find yourself back then.

The demon god hurriedly flew away from this valley, and she absolutely must not allow herself to embark on that road of no return again.

...

In the distance of a small village, there is a single hut in which a father and daughter live.The father is a scholar, and the daughter is a hardworking and capable little girl. Although she was born thin and small, she has a pair of unusually bright black eyes.

This is Hua Qiangu father and daughter.

The demon god hid aside and stared greedily at himself and his father who died young.

Hua Xiucai has always been a responsible father, although sometimes he is a bit harsh, but it is all for the good of Hua Qiangu.His body was in dilapidated condition because of Hua Qiangu's physique of attracting ghosts, and he didn't know when he would die, but if Hua Qiangu didn't have the ability to survive independently, how could he die with peace of mind!

Hua Qiangu's father and daughter don't live in the village because they are afraid of causing trouble to the villagers. Hua Qiangu's physique of attracting ghosts makes the villagers dare not let them get close to him even if they sympathize with them.

Today Hua Xiucai seems to be in better spirits, he took out bamboo sticks to make kites for Xiaohua Qiangu.Every time around this time is Hua Qiangu's happiest time.Her father seldom made kites for her, and every time she made one, she would cherish it carefully.

The demon god looked at the warm father and daughter almost obsessively, just like this, how good would it be if it continued like this?There is no Dongfang Yuqing, no demon god, no... Bai Zihua.

Seeing that Zi Hua has been wrong all her life, she is just a madness in her youth, and in the end she got out of hand and suffered the consequences of herself in the end.Love is such a nasty thing.

Looking at the black air on Hua Xiucai's forehead, the demon god couldn't help pinching his fingers and began to count. In fact, he knew without counting that Hua Xiucai would not survive tomorrow night.

Now that she is a demon god, she can extend people's lives. As long as she moves her hands, Hua Xiucai can survive... The demon god looked at his slender fingers, and suddenly tightened them into fists.

This is not her hand, but the hand of the demon god. She just wants to be that carefree little bone.

Do you want to tamper with the fate?

...

The demon god stood beside Hua Xiucai's bed, with a complicated expression on his face. On the bed was a tall and thin man who was dying of illness, and he was still holding on, telling Xiao Hua Qiangu to be strong and not to cry.The memory came back, she vaguely remembered that it was the same back then, father was about to die, but father still did not show the slightest fear, only worried about himself.

Do you want to change your life?

The demon god hesitated. The strange man on the bed was her father and her most important relative.However, this relative left too early, so early that after so many things, the demon god almost forgot his feelings for this man.

If Hua Xiucai is not dead, Hua Qiangu will continue to be so innocent, and the demon god has a strange jealousy in his heart.At that time, I didn't have anyone to help me, but now Hua Qiangu has...

In her heart, she wanted Hua Qiangu to experience her own pain, but she didn't want her to follow in her own footsteps.Obviously, no one in the world will hurt me anymore, why don't I let myself go?

This hesitation made her dazed for a long time, and when she regained her senses, Hua Qiangu had already put on a cape made of black dog skin, and went out with a lantern.

Before the body could react, the demon god followed quickly.

The thin girl seemed to have been frozen by the cold night wind, so she quickly wrapped her cloak tightly.Once again, the demon god's body was faster than his mind, and cast a spell on Hua Qiangu to block the cold. The little girl's face immediately turned a little rosy, and she looked a lot more pleasing.

"It's strange, it's not cold anymore." Hua Qiangu muttered, speeding up.She had to find the old doctor in the village quickly, otherwise her father would be in danger.

The demon god showed a smile unconsciously, and felt a little relieved.

The cloak on Hua Qiangu's body and the string of Buddhist beads in her hands have a certain effect of warding off evil spirits. She murmured "Amitabha Buddha" while walking, but unfortunately she still encountered a ghost.

On the small wooden bridge in front, a beautiful figure holding a paper umbrella stared at Hua Qiangu who was walking more and more slowly, making Hua Qiangu feel hairy all over.

Knowing that she had run into something unclean again, Hua Qiangu tightened the prayer beads in her hand, trying to run away from the female ghost. Her eyesight was very good, and she could clearly see the red plums on the female ghost's white dress. It's not plum blossoms, but bloodstains.

The female ghost obviously didn't want to let Hua Qiangu go, she stretched out her pale hand to catch Hua Qiangu.Hua Qiangu was startled, and ran away, as long as she crossed the bridge, she was safe!