Cultivating immortals and destroying the world is their duty

Chapter 16 Mortals and Demon Generals

It seemed to be that dream again, long and dull, he knew it, but he didn't want to wake up.

At that time, Meng Ni was still under the command of the demon saint, and he was the most trusted general of the demon saint.

His romantic, unrestrained reputation is widely spread in the demon world. It is said that there is no place for fireworks in the entire demon world that he has never been to, and there is no top girl he has never ordered, but the next day he can't call out other girls. Names are also common.

Anyway, he thinks he doesn't have any big ambitions, all he thinks about is fragrant flowers and fine wine, and at the moment of spring night, he puts on his charming face all day long, and owes countless romantic debts for thousands of years.

He is easy-going and generous, and there are quite a few people who speculate with him. Among them, the relationship is very good, and there is Feiming, the later patriarch of the orc clan.

He is indeed an exquisite, transparent, and decent genius. Seeing that the demon saint ignores political affairs and likes silk, bamboo and shengge, he finds musicians and dancers from everywhere, and makes the demon saint's Chaoyang Palace sing and dance every night.Seeing that the demon sage fell in love with the beautiful jade of Xishan and the crystal of Nangu one day, he led his men to excavate without hesitation, wishing to carry the entire jade mountain to Chaoyang Palace.

However, he is by no means a villain who only knows how to flatter.

He is diligent and conscientious in political affairs, and he never hides anything that requires the decision of the demon saint, and reports it according to the truth;
He is brave and resourceful in battle, and has confronted the God Realm for many years, and has never heard of any big losses;
As for those trivial matters that the demon saint is too lazy to take care of, he does everything for him, but he never asks for credit and rewards. From the bottom of his heart, he is sharing the worries of the demon saint.

The insiders could see it clearly, and expressed their thoughts one after another—what kind of blessing did the previous demon saint cultivate in his previous life, to have such a doppelganger who is more caring and capable than his own son.

But all the splendor and glory, the seemingly indestructible thousands of favors, are no match for the word "suspicion".Gradually, he found that the demon sage no longer assigned him to search for all kinds of rare treasures, and he became more and more picky about what he did, and finally found an excuse to exile him to the frontier.

But he never felt any resentment in his heart, he guarded one side of the territory and fulfilled his duty.

Later, he heard that someone wanted to take advantage of the night of Yaosheng's birthday banquet to raise troops to rebel, so he rushed thousands of miles to the capital to rescue him, but when he arrived at Chaoyang Palace, he somehow became the mastermind of the rebellion.

There, he experienced Feiming's powerful cultivation for the first time. The little brother Feiming who was tens of thousands of years younger than him was actually comparable in strength to the previous generation of demon saints.

He also once doubted whether Feiming was the one who framed him, but thinking back on all the confiding in the past, thinking of how he finally beat him out of his real body but did not show mercy to the killer, and thinking that with Feiming's strength, he didn't have to deal with it at all. I was afraid, so where did the motivation to frame him come from?

So during the 300 years of fleeing, he just concentrated on hiding his tracks and didn't want to think too much about the cause and effect.

But it's not that he doesn't hate, he hates that when he was in power, he had made all kinds of cronies and friends, and when he lost power, he ended up alone and helpless;
He hated himself in the past who only knew blind loyalty and never tried to guess the emperor's mind. When the trumped-up charges were overwhelmed, he couldn't even utter a word to defend himself;
He hated that cold and ruthless superior even more, why could he not miss the old love so much and wronged the innocent.

However, many years later, when he ascended to the supreme position, he finally understood that the person who framed him was none other than the previous demon sage himself.Just because of his stupid loyalty, fear grew in the heart of the old emperor.

When fleeing, he turned into an ordinary domestic chicken, hiding in a smelly coop to avoid being chased by the demon world, and once turned into a bird waiting to be fed, huddling with a group of fluffy little birds.It's a pity that for some reason, no matter how he transforms into a figure, he will be discovered soon.

In desperation, he could only dissipate most of his demonic power, abandon all his dignity, and transform into a very ordinary - cyan feather.

It was a bleak autumn evening, and the green feather he transformed into was fished up from the river by a pair of immature hands.Then he sensed the long-lost girl's warm fragrance, as well as the human breath that made him covetously.

The owner of these hands is an orphan, because she wandered here from a place that had experienced the plague, all the men, women and children in the village shunned her and forbade her to live in the village.

And she is a happy and contented person. She built a simple tree house by the river at the entrance of the village. A cyan feather he picked up stuck in his hair, secretly smiling at the reflection in the river.

Meng Ni was extremely reluctant, so every time she took a picture, he would curse in his heart: "Ugly people do more tricks!"

Until one morning, she was woken up by screams in her sleep. The warm morning sun dyed the sky red, and the blood of the villagers dyed the river in front of her door red.

More than 100 families in the village were killed by a group of ferocious horse thieves, leaving only a young woman. In the years of war and chaos, human life is like a waste, and she is like a weed in the wind, swaying and helpless.

The horse thieves chased her, and she ran up the mountain until she reached a cliff on the mountain, with no way out.The horse thieves surrounded her like a pack of hungry wolves with fierce eyes, and when she took another step back, there was an abyss behind her.

She suddenly heard a voice, urging eagerly beside her ear: "Jump, jump quickly, you ugly monsters, if you don't dance, you will be eaten alive by them."

The horse thieves were getting closer and closer with grinning grinning, and her legs were shaking violently, so the voice seemed to be a deep sigh, and then a huge force pulled her back...

"Ahhhh-"

If it weren't for the bottom of the valley below the cliff, Meng Ni suspected that he would die from the sonic attack of an ordinary human woman.

What he couldn't understand the most was that the woman saw him after landing safely, and she screamed louder and more terrifying than before.

Meng Ni spent a lot of effort to suppress his urge to knock her out with a punch, and tried his best to look well-bred, saying: "Hey, I was lucky enough to take you in not long ago, and now I will save you once. Even if it is repaying the kindness."

"What kind of shelter, what kind of favor?" Her big watery eyes flickered, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, "You, are you the ghost who came to fetch me to the Netherworld?"

"Girl, didn't you hear what I said clearly?" Meng Ni rubbed his forehead and said sullenly: "Since I saved you once, it means you are not dead yet! Besides, how can the ghosts in the underworld grow so big?" As stunning as me?"

She seemed a little unbelievable, pinched her cheeks hard, and finally let out a sigh of relief: "Phew... It's good that I didn't die, it's good that I didn't die."

The first meeting with her was neither legendary nor romantic. Both of them were disheveled, their clothes seemed to be rolled in the mud, but their expressions were so natural and open.

She foolishly wiped her face with the back of her hand, and there were a few more mud marks on her jade-like cheeks. Meng Ni burst out laughing, and murmured: "Ugly people make mistakes."

Therefore, they went together and wandered in the world together. The years of war in the human world gave Meng Ni more vitality. But he had other plans in his mind.

Ordinary human beings have a lifespan of only a hundred years. What grand plans and great achievements can we talk about with these people?Even if it is to help them fight for the supreme position, or even be crowned a great treasure, so what?Could it be that he, the majestic patriarch of the sparrow clan in the demon world, has practiced for thousands of years, but has been reduced to become a mere human adviser?
But she seemed to be very happy for him. The emperor gave Meng Ni a big house. She went in and out all day long, from repairing the roof to cleaning the dust, doing everything by herself, with a smile on her face all the time.

She prefers all kinds of hairpin jewelry that Meng Ni specially made for her, and often asks him expectantly in the mirror: "Do you think I look better in this blue one, or the blue one?"

"Ugly people often do mischief." He continued to review the official document in front of him without looking up.

The cold wind rolled the fallen leaves and blew up the stone steps, the sky was gloomy, and snow began to fall in a short while.

Meng Ni suddenly wondered: why was the hunter of the demon world never shown up when he was with her? What was even more mysterious was that his cultivation base and demon power were increasing day by day. Could it be... He looked at her back in front of the dressing table, The figure seemed to shake for a moment, and then he heard the sound of the hairpin falling to the ground.

"Hey! Hey! Wake up, what's wrong with you?" Meng Ni gritted his teeth and felt his heart tremble.

Her breathing was out of order, her complexion was pale, it seemed that every breath took all the strength in her body, her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't say a complete word in a daze.

This is her first time getting sick.

It was only when the imperial doctor in the palace came to see him that Meng Ni finally understood the reason.

It turned out that his demonic power increased because he faced her day and night, and the inner alchemy in his body had been silently absorbing her vitality, and she was the one-of-a-kind pure body. When the feathers drifted aimlessly, Neidan Jingyuan was invisibly looking for a human being with this physique.

That's why he was able to meet her, and her pure vitality also protected his demonic energy from scattering, so that people in the demon world could not find it.

Later, she got sick more and more often, and her health was getting worse and worse. Later, she was so weak that she couldn't stop breathing when she walked and dressed. She could only sit on the porch and watch the servants busy all day long. Sweeping the snow in front of the steps, feeding the sparrows in the courtyard, just wanting to wear her favorite cyan feather hairpin and stand under the tree waiting for him to return...

Outside the window, the flowers were fragrant and the birds were singing, and the sunlight was very good. Meng Ni turned over lazily, but still refused to wake up.

Because, in the dream, she was still there.

　Well, writing is indeed a lonely road.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)