The three-day meeting of nine Lords will soon be over. Today is the last day.

Liang Yin is about to follow the Vatican City Master back to the Vatican City.

In the wind and snow, there is a transparent streamer. The Silver Butterfly falls into the cool voice's hands and dissipates in an instant.

The information from the Silver Butterfly poured into her mind.

It was the butterfly demon who invited her to meet in the side hall.

Cool tone tight neckline, not let the cold wind into, sighed, turned away.

If she went this time, I'm afraid the butterfly demon will take her directly.

Through a long corridor, Liang Yin saw the tall man who just came out of the main hall door.

The man is still wearing a black robe, the body of black fox fur paint, with a light luster.

That face is always covered with gold mask, which makes people can't see what expression is inside.

"King." Liang Yin respectfully saluted.

"Let's go," the Lord of Luocheng didn't say much, just dropped a sentence lightly, and then went to the direction of the gate.

Cool sound did not go a few, behind the sudden spread of a man's urgent voice: "wait a minute!"

Looking back, I saw the butterfly demon in the corridor.

The butterfly demon is still a crimson robe, dressed in bright red fur, like the red flowers blooming in the snow in winter, gentle and beautiful.

The assassin's bewitching, more beautiful face than a woman was full of anxiety: "you can't go!"

The butterfly demon ran to Liang Yin's body and wanted to catch Liang Yin's arm.

But in this moment, behind the butterfly demon, suddenly sounded a woman's gentle and surprised voice: "brother Honglin Where are you going? "

When the butterfly demon heard the words, he was stunned. His hands were stiff in the air. He looked at the cool sound in front of him. His eyes flashed with panic and his face turned white.

"Brother Honglin?"

The footsteps of the woman behind her approach, and the butterfly demon finally drops her eyes and retracts her palm.

The woman who pulled up the butterfly demon was no one else. It was the woman who had been following the butterfly demon before Liang Yin saw it.

"Brother Honglin, why did you suddenly run out? Didn't you say we went back together

The woman looks at him with soft voice and soft gas, and looks sweet with a smile.

The butterfly demon drooped his eyes, and his emotion was completely covered up. He raised his head and looked at the cool voice deeply. He lost and said:

"nothing, let's go."

Cool sound looks at the butterfly demon that pulls the woman to turn around to leave, slightly Leng Leng.

I don't know if it's an illusion. She just felt a little helpless in the deep look of the butterfly demon?

Is it an illusion?

Butterfly demon is so casual, what else in the world will make him feel helpless?

"Do you like him?"

Behind him suddenly came a man's cool and indifferent voice, cool voice slightly a Leng, turned back on the golden mask behind a pair of blood pupil.

That pupil is full of cold, unhappy, seems to have a trace of jealousy?

Jealous?

Cool sound again fixed a look, but found that the man's eyeground only cold meaning, body cold terrible.

"The king is joking. Although the Demon Lord looks good, his subordinates also have people who like him."

There are no waves on the main surface of the city of Brahma, and the voice line is still cold and piercing:

"what's that man like? Can you compare the Lord of the demon kingdom

After so many days of getting along, cool sound seems to have been used to the man's indifferent voice, no previous conversation when the formality and vigilance.

The red figure flashed in her mind. She was in a very complicated mood. She was relieved with a smile, half bright and sad:

"the Demon Lord is not bad, but in my heart, the person I like has a peerless face, power dominates the world, spoils me to the bone, and he has done too much for me..."

When the Vatican City Lord heard the speech, his eyes under his mask flashed slightly:

"then if one day he does not dominate the world and no longer looks outstanding, will you think that no one can compare with him?"

"What I like is him, his soul, his character, his everything, good and bad."

Liang Yin hooked his lips, looked up at the Vatican City Lord, and said with a smile, "when the king meets his beloved woman, he will understand."

The Lord of the Vatican turned away and did not speak.

At the moment, the cool voice could not see the man's expression, nor did he find his fist tightly clenched under his sleeve, slightly shaking.

……

In the distance of the city tower, a handsome man in a golden robe, looking at the glass carriage moving away, was deeply sad.

"Yin er Why are we here? We used to talk about everything

Shenzi was standing on the tower. The snow fell on his long golden hair. His eyes were full of nostalgia for the past.

Time can dilute everything, let people only remember the past beautiful, forget the past once ferocious.But even if the bad past is buried by the long river of time, it will still be remembered one day.

Just like the present Shenzi, since seeing Liang Yin is still alive, it seems that he has ignored who led the people to encircle the Jiuyou demon three thousand years ago.

Think cool sound does not remember the past, everything can start from the beginning.

But in this world, some things are not yours, they are not yours. No matter how you struggle and how you demand, they will only get farther and farther away.

"son of God, your highness is sick again!" Behind him came the hustle and bustle of the servants.

The son of God smelled the words and frowned and did not leave the railing: "did you feed her medicine?"

"Your Highness overturned the medicine bowl and said that unless God's son once went there, he would drink medicine."

Hearing this, the son of God is as handsome as a di Xian. My face is more and more ugly

The city of the Vatican.

Liang Yin went back earlier. When they arrived at the city of Brahma, it was just dark.

Liang Yin habitually sends the Vatican City Lord into the hall, and prepares to close the door and go out.

As soon as her hand touched the earrings of the gate, a man's clear voice came from the hall:

"close the door and come in."

Yeah?

Cool sound slightly a Leng, quickly took the door and walked in.

I thought that the Lord of Brahma would have something to tell her to do, but I didn't expect that the Vatican City Lord just turned around and handed her a brocade box.

"There are ten thousand years of crystal in it. The one month deadline has come. You go."

Cool voice subconsciously took over the cold brocade box, and it took a long time to respond: "king, do you mean that this brocade box contains ten thousand years of crystal?"

Liang Yin never thought that the Vatican City Lord should be so faithful.

The brown brocade box with complicated patterns was opened, and a golden transparent crystal stone lay quietly in the box.

"Thank you. Thank you, Lord!" Liang Yin raised his head and looked at the Vatican City Lord gratefully. His eyes were red and his mood was too excited to be calm.

"You go. I'm tired." The Lord of the Vatican turned away and stopped the urge to hold the cool voice into his arms to comfort him.

"Please rest early, Lord. I'm leaving."

Finally, Liang Yin did not think about it, so he went out of the room and ran to the master's Inn.

The man standing in the hall felt the girl's footsteps. At the moment when the mask was removed, the man's dark hair spread to silver from the top to the tail.

The upside down face of all living beings is even more beautiful. The narrow peach blossom eyes are still as beautiful as before.

But some places are not the same, the original corner of the eye under the blood rose demon text, now turned into a bloody manzhusha Hua mark.

In the past, the pink corners of the mouth are now as red as blood, and the ceramic skin in the past is as white as paper. Like the vampire count of central Europe, she is charming, beautiful and treacherous.

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