Fighter of the Destiny

In five years, Luoluo received only a few letters.

There is nowhere to put her thoughts, and her concerns can only be known by herself. Fortunately, she has lived in the palace for a long time, formally studied under Mao Qiuyu, and has some friendship with Archbishop Yulin, so she can still know many things about her. News related to Chen Changsheng.

Especially after Chen Changsheng left Xueling and reappeared in the world, Eucalyptus Lin often wrote to him.

She knew everything that happened these days.

She knew what he did at Songshan Military Mansion, she knew that he passed by Hanqiu City, and that he went to Wenshui and killed Taoist Baishi in front of the Taoist Hall.

There was a pear tree in front of the divine gate of Wenshui Daoist Temple. In the depth of winter, a spring breeze suddenly ushered in, and the pear blossoms bloomed all over the tree.

The breeze blew slowly, and countless small white flowers fell from the branches and sprinkled on his shoulders, as clean as new snow.

This scene was written on the letter paper by Eucalyptus Lin.

Luo Luo thought about it and felt like it, so she drew it very carefully, and she still liked it very much.

Mrs. Mu didn’t know that that scene had actually appeared in Wenshui Daoist Hall, and naturally she didn’t know why she liked it so much.

After thinking about it for a while, she felt that her daughter was moved by the upcoming Heavenly Selection Ceremony.

Baidi City is still warm in late winter, and even if the pear trees on the observation deck suddenly bloom, it won't be too weird.

Then the spring breeze came to the bank of the Red River, making the branches covered with white flowers. Then the Demon Lord climbed up the stairs from the front of the imperial city, came to the foot of the pear tree, and never left again.

These are just for a picture.

Just like Luoluo said, this picture is really beautiful, whether it is a tree full of pear blossoms or the devil himself.

Mrs. Mu's thoughts are indeed meticulous, and her methods are indeed extraordinary.

Unfortunately, she still couldn't turn the devil into the figure in the painting.

Because there was already someone in Luo Luo's painting, and that person was someone who could not be replaced.

"You can paint a new picture, whatever kind of scenery you like."

The Demon Lord looked at Luoluo and said with a smile.

It has to be said that up until this point, his manners had been perfect, and there was nothing that could be faulted.

No matter what kind of scenery you like to see, I can be a part of the scenery.

This is a very touching love story.

It's a pity that I still can't impress Luoluo.

She said: "Sorry, you are not in the scenery I like to see."

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "But it must be him?"

Luoluo said: "I like the spring breeze and the new snow. Sir, he is the new snow and the spring breeze, but you are not."

The Demon Lord's dark eyebrows were raised higher and higher, and as a chill grew, he asked, "Why?"

Luoluo said: "The fresh snow and spring breeze are the cleanest. That's the kind of person Sir is."

There was dead silence on the observation deck.

The meaning of this sentence is very clear.

The Demon Lord laughed to himself and shook his head.

There was no smile in his eyes, and the chill was even more intense.

The so-called scenery originally depends on the mind of the viewer.

The person in the painting is naturally the person in the painting.

If he continues to pester, he will inevitably be embarrassed.

He is the master of the Demonic Snowfield and the most noble god in the world. How could he endure such humiliation?

"It turns out what Xuanyuan Po said is true. Chen Changsheng actually has an affair with you."

He raised the corners of his lips slightly and said with a touch of ridicule: "You are his student, and he can actually do it. Can such a person be called clean?"

"You are wrong again. I do like Sir, but Sir has always only regarded me as a student. What's wrong with him?"

It was still quiet on the observation deck, and only the sound of Luoluo could be heard.

She said these words to the Demon Lord, to the big figures of the demon clan around her, and to the entire continent.

When she said this, she clenched her fists tightly and her voice trembled slightly, but there was no shame on her face and she looked particularly determined.

The Demon Lord looked at her expressionlessly and said, "You actually like your husband, do you know how to write the word shame?"

Luoluo stared into his eyes and said, "You killed your father and all your brothers. Are you qualified to teach me how to write the word shame?"

The Demon Lord was still expressionless, but he was starting to get angry.

He found that the little girl in front of him had a strange and real charm.

Everything she said was so sincere that people had to believe it - even if she was attacking the other person.

It was precisely because of this sincerity that he became really angry.

No one could see the Demon Lord's true emotions at this time, except Luo Luo.

She asked seriously and curiously: "You want to kill me?"

The Demon Lord was slightly startled and discovered something special about this little girl.

She seems to be able to clearly sense the emotions of the people around her, no matter how perfectly the other person hides them.

Of course, her curiosity was also real. She wanted to know if the other party really dared to kill her here.

Listening to Luo Luo's question, the demon generals and guards around the observation deck looked over with vigilance.

The gaze of the Xiang Clan leader seemed to have become countless times heavier, and it fell on the Demon Lord.

This is Baidi City, and even the Demon Lord cannot do anything excessive to her.

And now the Demon Lord has developed some interest in her again.

"You are right, this landscape painting was indeed designed by your mother herself."

The Demon Lord looked at her and said, "It can be seen that she doesn't want you to be too sad, so she hopes you can marry a man you like."

Luoluo asked: "I can see that you don't like me."

The Demon Lord said: "Yes, I am willing to cooperate because of my respect for you."

Luoluo said: "I like such candid conversations."

The Demon Lord said: "I don't like those empty-headed things either, so I hope you understand that you must marry me, and this cannot be changed."

Luo Luo's voice became a little softer and asked: "Is it just to form an alliance?"

The Demon Lord's voice was very calm and indifferent: "Chen Changsheng stole the woman I liked. I brought you back to Xue Lao City as a small revenge."

Luoluo sighed helplessly and said: "If you have the ability, go to Nanxi Zhai and snatch Master's wife away. Saying such words and doing such things is really not in line with your status."

"Then say something we should say."

The Demon Lord walked to the railing, looked at the streets of Baidi City and the mountains on the other side of the Red River, and said: "Your credentials will be promulgated to the world later, and my divine edict will also leave Xuelao City to the mainland. Flying everywhere, the Congzhou Military Mansion will start to gather in two hours at the latest, and then the Tianzhu Stone will fall at Yonglan Pass. Before tonight, the Songshan Military Mansion will issue an order to Xiaban Cliff, and within three days at the latest, The human race will assemble millions of troops, array in front of more than ten heroes, and the war is about to begin."

If an ordinary person said such a passage, they would not feel much like a history lecturer who only knows how to talk.

But when these words came from his mouth, they had a completely different feeling.

Because he is a demon king who rules the extremely vast snowfield continent and has the loyal loyalty of countless powerful demon warriors.

Luoluo knew that what he said would most likely turn into reality, and her face became a little pale.

"But this war will not begin because the humans dare not start a war."

Demon Lord said: "The story between Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng has not been understood yet. The most important thing is that they have no experience, so they have no courage."

The so-called experience naturally refers to the experience of human beings facing demons and monsters at the same time.

From before Emperor Taizong, to thousands of years ago, and even further into history, the human race had no such experience.

The Demon Lord said: "As long as you marry me, there will be no war. At least millions of living beings on this continent will be alive because of you."

Luoluo looked at his back and was silent for a long time, then asked softly: "Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm talking about the scenery."

The Demon Lord looked at the distant mountains and said: "People like you, me and Chen Changsheng are only qualified to see the scenery of the country. If you only want to see the scenery with him, then this picturesque country will be destroyed by war." It would be too selfish to burn it to ashes."