The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

The little sapling is Shenyang wood, this kind of wood was born in the extremely dark place in the Northwest Demon Realm, where the spirits of the heavenly demons of the past dynasties were condensed.

Shenyangmu was nourished by the spirit of the demon clan day and night, born in a place of extreme shade, but bathed in sunshine.

It is obviously an extremely sinister thing, but it has golden branches and green leaves, which looks extraordinarily sacred.

Shenyang Mu Nai is a sacred object handed down from generation to generation by the Heavenly Demons. Shenyang Mu Nai can nourish the soul.

Shenyang wood can be said to be the second life of the demon clan.

With the Shenyang wood, even if the golden body is damaged, as long as the soul is immortal and stored in the Shenyang wood, the golden body can be reshaped.

After Jiang Zinian heard his explanation, for some reason, he didn't seem as surprised as he thought at the moment.

Qiongtian's personality, he has been able to feel it most clearly these days.

Qiongtian said that he never hated him.

With just this sentence, he was able to expose his lies when he met Qiong Tian in the original world.

Qiongtian said he hated him and wished he could kill him.

It's just bragging rights.

Qiongtian blamed him, but never thought of really killing him.

Jiang Zinian thought of the life-and-death contract that this person had placed on him.

He thought of what he had seen in that dream, the appearance of this man desperately looking for him after he fell off the cliff.

He even wanted to form a soul bond with him.

A soul contract is life for life.

Jiang Zinian looked at Qiongtian for a while, and Qiongtian only felt that his eyes seemed a little strange.

Jiang Zinian suddenly said, "This Shenyang wood, if it's not from the Heavenly Demons, can it be used?"

Qiongtian glanced at him, wondering why he suddenly had such a question, he thought for a while, and said: "No one has ever done this before..."

But Shenyang wood has always been the last magic weapon used by the Heavenly Demons to save their lives, and the second life of the Heavenly Demons. Who would be willing to give their lives to others?

After thinking for a moment, Qiongtian said: "Shenyang wood is originally used exclusively by the demons. If other races are to use it, Shenyang wood may not be able to grow by itself. It was born in an extremely yin place but needs an extremely positive thing. to grow."

"I'm afraid it needs the blood of the heavenly demon to water it."

"Ordinary blood has never had the pure and hot yang energy. It needs blood from the heart."

After Qiongtian finished speaking, Jiang Zinian was slightly silent.

Jiang Zinian looked at him with more complicated eyes.

Qiong Tian said: "The Heavenly Demon is arrogant and powerful, no one can get the blood of the Heavenly Demon, unless it is voluntary."

After Jiang Zinian used the opportunity to ask for help twice, he was already weak in spirit and spirit.

When Qiongtian saw him again for many years, Moyo had noticed this.

The Heavenly Demon is the blood of the ancient Demon God, and the blood in his heart is hot and pure, so it will naturally be painful to water the Shenyang Wood.

Jiang Zinian didn't know his intentions at first, but he really thought he was trying to torture him on purpose.

Thinking about it now, there are many suspicious things about what happened at that time.

Qiongtian has always treated him with sincerity and sincerity. He looks arrogant and difficult to approach, but in fact, once he really gets into his heart, he will overthrow all sincerity without hesitation.

But Jiang Zinian never believed him, and never even gave him a little honesty and sincerity.

Qiong Tian Neng chose to believe in him again after his betrayal, but Jiang Zi Nian had been with him for hundreds of years, but he still never believed in him.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps Jiang Zinian owed him too much.

Seeing that Jiang Zinian suddenly stopped talking, Qiong Tian thought it was because he was tired.

Qiongtian glanced at the Shenyang wood.

The Shenyang wood is still bathed in the bright sunshine.

Qiongtian held Jiang Zinian's hand tightly.

He suddenly glanced at Jiang Zinian, but he didn't say a word.

He is the queen of the devil, and Qiongtian is the king of the devil, and his is Jiang Zinian's.

If Jiang Zinian is really useful in the future and will be able to use this Shenyang wood one day, why would he need to say more.

But this is just what Qiongtian thought in his heart.

After all, he never told Jiang Zinian himself, and he didn't know that one day 50 years later, he would really do what he thought.

Qiongtian immediately took Jiang Zinian to find a palace to rest.

It was night, and the palace was a little bit cold.

There are stone walls everywhere, and the two sleep on stone beds.

Jiang Zinian found a source of warmth beside him, and immediately turned his side slightly.

Qiongtian immediately took him into his arms.

dong dong dong...

Jiang Zinian heard the sound of Qiongtian's heartbeat again.

So obvious.

The two were too close, and he had never felt that the sky was so close to him.

When he closed his eyes, the sound of this man's steady and powerful heartbeat lingered in his ears.

The faint body temperature on his body makes people feel so warm.

It's just that Jiang Zinian always felt empty in his heart.

No matter how warm that person's temperature was, he still just felt empty and lonely.

Jiang Zinian moved slightly closer to him.

It was cold at night, and they wanted to hug and sleep just like in the snowy peak that night.

After many years, after experiencing such an accident.

Finally, going round and round, experiencing too many misunderstandings and too much pain, finally, at this moment, the two of them may have returned to the beginning.

They can still trust each other, and they can still be honest.