Fenghua Peerless: The Demon Concubine is proud of the sky
Chapter 1 Death and Resurrection 1
Chapter 1 Death and Resurrection 1
Magical Continent, a mysterious continent that is not recorded in the history books, is said to be surrounded by the sea, but the people who actually live in the magical continent have hardly ever seen the sea.
Its vastness is self-evident.
The cool breeze is blowing, and the snowflakes are dancing.
The Magic Continent, Cliff Valley, is named because it is at the bottom of the cliff. It is called the Demon Realm by the various sects in the rivers and lakes. Thousands of families live here. At this moment, it is rendered into a cold white by the ice and snow.
In the flying snow, mournful cries drifted across the ocean, heart-piercing, like weeping like complaining, wanting to break up.
Everyone closed the door tightly, lowered their heads and sighed, their number one beauty in the Demon Realm died unexpectedly a few days ago.
On the day of her death, there was a heavy snowfall in the sky, and the supposedly hot June day entered winter in an instant, and it is still the same today, which is really weird.
Or God can't bear to see such a kind woman leave, everyone thinks.
After she passed away, her dependent mother cried loudly by her bed every day, refusing to let her rest in peace no matter what. Fortunately, the temperature is freezing cold now, and her body was frozen intact.
Her mother's cries traveled thousands of miles along the wind and snow, and everyone in the Demon Realm knew about it.
In the Demon Realm Palace.
A man in a black brocade robe was holding a jasper cup and drinking tea calmly. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and his tea-sipping lips were as red as blood. There was a faint charm and an indescribable sharpness. Majestic, with fair skin and no blemishes, it is definitely God's most perfect masterpiece.
Mo Yulan looked at the flying snow outside without any color.
"Bu Le, tell me, when will the snow in June stop?"
The thin lips parted slightly, and he threw out a faint sentence, still drinking tea calmly.
A man in white beside him bent down slightly, with a gentle and bookish expression on his face. He looked only in his early thirties, but he faintly revealed a kind of maturity and stability that had gone through the vicissitudes of the world.
He quickly pinched his fingertips a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and after only a second, the light in his eyes instantly dimmed, and the fingers continued to pinch, followed by infinite sadness, and finally, turned into indifference, A kind of indifference to accept fate.
"Bingjun, the snow will stop in June today." With a word of respect, he stood up straight, but his eyes looked at the lonely monarch with some reluctance, as if he was about to part with him.
Hearing the sound, Mo Yulan looked back lightly, glanced at the person who grew up with her, and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to be so polite to me."
After saying that, he turned his head and admired the beautiful snowflakes outside. He never doubted Bu Le's words.
Bu Le nodded when he heard the words, and looked at the monarch who turned his head away, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red.
It is said that a man does not flick his tears lightly, but he knows it, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness.
The monarch started killing the world at the age of 15, without mercy, many sects called him the devil, everyone got it and punished him, and was reviled by thousands of people.
He just sneered coldly, not ashamed of what he had done.
Others said he was heartless, but Bu Le knew that on the contrary, the monarch valued love and righteousness, and he killed those enemies who had exterminated his nine clans, and there were no other innocent people.
Those people should be killed.
It's just that no one can understand.
No one wants to explore the monarch's cold and arrogant personality.
Only he, only he understands the joy, anger and sorrow of the monarch, but he is destined to be doomed and will be separated from the monarch forever.
(End of this chapter)
Magical Continent, a mysterious continent that is not recorded in the history books, is said to be surrounded by the sea, but the people who actually live in the magical continent have hardly ever seen the sea.
Its vastness is self-evident.
The cool breeze is blowing, and the snowflakes are dancing.
The Magic Continent, Cliff Valley, is named because it is at the bottom of the cliff. It is called the Demon Realm by the various sects in the rivers and lakes. Thousands of families live here. At this moment, it is rendered into a cold white by the ice and snow.
In the flying snow, mournful cries drifted across the ocean, heart-piercing, like weeping like complaining, wanting to break up.
Everyone closed the door tightly, lowered their heads and sighed, their number one beauty in the Demon Realm died unexpectedly a few days ago.
On the day of her death, there was a heavy snowfall in the sky, and the supposedly hot June day entered winter in an instant, and it is still the same today, which is really weird.
Or God can't bear to see such a kind woman leave, everyone thinks.
After she passed away, her dependent mother cried loudly by her bed every day, refusing to let her rest in peace no matter what. Fortunately, the temperature is freezing cold now, and her body was frozen intact.
Her mother's cries traveled thousands of miles along the wind and snow, and everyone in the Demon Realm knew about it.
In the Demon Realm Palace.
A man in a black brocade robe was holding a jasper cup and drinking tea calmly. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, and his tea-sipping lips were as red as blood. There was a faint charm and an indescribable sharpness. Majestic, with fair skin and no blemishes, it is definitely God's most perfect masterpiece.
Mo Yulan looked at the flying snow outside without any color.
"Bu Le, tell me, when will the snow in June stop?"
The thin lips parted slightly, and he threw out a faint sentence, still drinking tea calmly.
A man in white beside him bent down slightly, with a gentle and bookish expression on his face. He looked only in his early thirties, but he faintly revealed a kind of maturity and stability that had gone through the vicissitudes of the world.
He quickly pinched his fingertips a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and after only a second, the light in his eyes instantly dimmed, and the fingers continued to pinch, followed by infinite sadness, and finally, turned into indifference, A kind of indifference to accept fate.
"Bingjun, the snow will stop in June today." With a word of respect, he stood up straight, but his eyes looked at the lonely monarch with some reluctance, as if he was about to part with him.
Hearing the sound, Mo Yulan looked back lightly, glanced at the person who grew up with her, and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to be so polite to me."
After saying that, he turned his head and admired the beautiful snowflakes outside. He never doubted Bu Le's words.
Bu Le nodded when he heard the words, and looked at the monarch who turned his head away, his eyes suddenly turned slightly red.
It is said that a man does not flick his tears lightly, but he knows it, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness.
The monarch started killing the world at the age of 15, without mercy, many sects called him the devil, everyone got it and punished him, and was reviled by thousands of people.
He just sneered coldly, not ashamed of what he had done.
Others said he was heartless, but Bu Le knew that on the contrary, the monarch valued love and righteousness, and he killed those enemies who had exterminated his nine clans, and there were no other innocent people.
Those people should be killed.
It's just that no one can understand.
No one wants to explore the monarch's cold and arrogant personality.
Only he, only he understands the joy, anger and sorrow of the monarch, but he is destined to be doomed and will be separated from the monarch forever.
(End of this chapter)
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