The old man grabbed Yan Qiusi's hand, talking in a rambling manner just like before.

It's just that she is getting older and has experienced various changes in the palace, and she is no longer as energetic as before. Before she could say a few words, her eyes began to blur again, her chest heaved and fell, and her voice gradually became weak.asthma.

She looked up at Yan Qiusi in a daze, and couldn't remember what to say, but she kept shouting: "An'er...An'er....”

Even though her mind was in chaos, she still stubbornly held Yan Qiusi's hand and refused to let go, for fear that if she let go, this child who didn't like to go home would run away again...

At that time, the prince will not be able to find him again...

Then the prince should be anxious again...

Thinking this way in the old man's heart, he pulled Yan Qiusi's hand even harder.

She is already old, but at this time she put all her strength on her hands and murmured: "An'er...An'er..."

At this time, the woman behind hurried forward, grabbed the old man's arm forcefully, and comforted her and said, "Mother, I told you that this is not An'er, you, don't drag him away."Let go, let's go, let's go home..."

As she spoke, the woman looked at Yan Qiusi, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my mother is old, and I can't recognize people clearly, sorry."

The woman nodded at Yan Qiusi, turned around and was about to grab the old man's hand and go back to the wooden house.

The old man still refused to let go, looked at Yan Qiusi with those old eyes, and whispered in his mouth: "This is An'er..."

"Mother, this is not An'er, you are mistaken."

"I got the wrong person?"

"Yes, mother, take a closer look, An'er's eyes should be brighter, and his mouth should be thinner, isn't it?"

The woman said to the old man in a persuasive manner, that the old man really looked at Yan Qiusi seriously, then slowly let go of his hand, and suddenly realized: "Ah... yes, this is not An'er.....”

"Yeah, he's not Ann, let's go home."

"What about Ann..."

"An'er hasn't come back yet."

"When will he come back..."

The woman's voice paused, then sighed softly and said, "Soon...soon..."

"My lord is still waiting for him..."

"Soon...soon..."

The setting sun was about to set, and on the shoulders of the setting sun, the woman helped the old man step by step towards the cabin.

And Yan Qiusi's hands are still in the same state as when the old man was holding him just now.

Let her pick it up and let her let it go.

Yan Qiusi just stood there, motionless.

Until the door of the cabin was closed, the young wheat in the field was blown by the wind, and there were waves of fresh green wheat waves, everything seemed to have never happened.

The voices of the surrounding people dispersed, Aunt Lian blamed him, and there were no voices complaining about him.

The voice calling him Ann is gone...

Yan Qiusi suddenly wanted to listen to the sound a few more times, and wanted to follow the sound. He moved his feet towards the direction of the wooden house, and then suddenly stopped.

Yan Qiusi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His hands gradually clenched into fists, secretly wanting to keep the warmth of Aunt Lian holding his hand tightly.

After another long time, the sun has set and the sky has darkened.

A pale yellow candle light was lit in the cabin in the distance, and through the window, the old and the young were seen walking back and forth by the window.

Fang Hua stepped forward and called softly twice: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Only then did Yan Qiusi slowly turn his eyes, his eyes were deep and heavy, almost invisible to the bottom.

Fanghua looked at the small wooden house that Yan Qiusi had been watching, and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, do you want me to go and ask..."

Yan Qiusi asked her back: "Ask what?"

Fang Hua was stunned for a moment, and said falteringly: "They guard this tomb, they should know who this tomb belongs to..."

Yan Qiusi rolled his Adam's apple, and said, "There's no need to ask, just go back."

Fang Hua was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and said, "Yes."

She didn't recognize the old man, and she didn't know what happened just now.

But she has followed Yan Qiusi for many years, and she can feel that Yan Qiusi's mood is not right now.

Yan Qiusi said to go, and they followed Yan Qiusi.

They climbed Fangxu Mountain through all kinds of hardships, but they only stood on the mountain for half an hour.

Yan Qiusi didn't ask who the two tombs belonged to, didn't pay homage to the people in the tombs, and didn't even take a closer look at them.

During the whole process, there was only a confused old man who came over and mistook the person.

This trip to Fang Xushan ended without a problem.

Fang Hua found it strange. In her impression, their king was an extremely paranoid person. If he wanted to get the throne, he would kill his closest relatives to get on the throne.

Wanting to kill Lin Qingbai for revenge, he didn't even want to wait for him to get in touch with Ruogui for half a year, but directly went into battle with a knife.

Now came to Fangxu Mountain, but just took a look from a distance and left...

Yan Qiusi walked very fast, and finally they returned to the Demon Race at night.

Yan Qiusi was exceptionally silent along the way, not saying a single word.

Back to the Mozu, it happened to be time for dinner.

The servants put the prepared meals in the hall, Yan Qiusi sat alone in the hall but did not eat dinner.

He stared at the food in front of him and stared blankly for a long time.

Beside the main hall were two large jars of wine. When Yan Qiusi raised his hand, the wine flew directly to the table in front of him.

He lifted the red cloth over the wine, and the smell of strong wine hit, Yan Qiusi picked up the wine and drank it in big gulps.

He has always been a good drinker.

As long as he doesn't want to get drunk, he doesn't have to.

After half an hour, when the servants came in to clear away the dishes, they found that Yan Qiusi didn't eat a bite of the food, but drank the wine from the jar to the very last, as if he was a little groggy.

The servant stood outside the door, looking at the slight chill emerging from Yan Qiusi's body, he only felt timid in his heart, and did not dare to approach him.

In the end, Feng Wan came in, and when she saw the servant who was cowering outside, she said, "Go down."

If those servants encountered a savior, they immediately backed away again and again, turned around and disappeared in front of the main hall.

Feng Wan walked into the hall, knelt down in the main hall, and saluted Yan Qiusi with one hand on her chest: "Your Majesty."

Yan Qiusi drank the wine in the bowl, then raised his head and glanced at her.

His eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, and he only said one thing to Feng Wan.

"Bring the princess of the witch clan..."

Feng Wan lowered her head and nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

When Liang Yaochu was brought up, her body was tied with a black rope, and there were red lightning bolts on the edge of the rope, which tied Liang Yaochu tightly, even strangling her limbs.

She has been imprisoned in the Mozu for a month.

During this period, people from the witch clan kept coming to her, and some even came to important figures from the demon clan.

But the strength of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan are very different, and the Witch Clan has not captured the evidence that the princess is in the Demon Clan.

Every time come to ask for someone, every time return without success.

The current Liangyao Chu Riri was imprisoned in a dungeon, her hands and feet were bound, and she suffered all kinds of torture.

But she felt that the demon dungeon was much better than the mortal dungeon back then.

She was the only one in the mortal dungeon back then, staying in that dark place. Although Xi An never tortured her, the mental torture was more painful than any torture.

This time in the dungeon of the Demon Race, even though she has been locked up for a long time, the air is full of blood, and she is bound by chains every day, but at least there are others to accompany her.

It was also because of the time spent in the Demon Clan Dungeon that Liang Yaochu realized how cruel the methods of the Demon Clan Emperor were.

Every day, she could see some prisoners being taken out, and brought back with torture that would be worse than death.

Not to mention the death penalty prisoners, who were cut into pieces of flesh and bled to death, whose bones were broken and died wailing in pain.

In this way, Liangyao Chu was shocked by Yan Qiusi's cruelty every day, so naturally he didn't take a good look at him.

The servants pushed her into the hall, and she looked at Yan Qiusi coldly.

The servant pressed her shoulders and asked her to kneel in the main hall. Even though she was covered in injuries, Liang Yaochu still had a hard bone, and would rather die than kneel.

"Kneel down!"

"Kneel down!"

Yan Qiusi was sitting in the hall drinking, with a wine bowl in his hand, when he heard the sound, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Liang Yaochu.

The clothes on Liang Yaochu's body were torn, her hair was disheveled, and the blue turban on her head didn't know where to go. She looked very different from what she looked like when she came a month ago.

Yan Qiusi lowered his head and laughed, waved his hands at the servants and said, "Back off."

Only then did the servants loosen the grip on Liang Yaochu, and retreated from the main hall one by one.

For a while, there were only Liang Yaochu and Yan Qiusi in the main hall.

Yan Qiusi drank a little too much. He propped his elbows on the table and drank a bowl of wine by himself. Then he looked at Liang Yaochu with hazy eyes, and said to her slowly: "I went down to earth for a lifetime.trip......."

Liang Yaochu still had that contemptuous look in her eyes, not surprised that Yan Qiusi went down to earth.

This time Yan Qiusi didn't care about Liang Yaochu's excessive eyes when he looked at him, but suddenly smiled and said to Liang Yaochu: "You are right...my master is dead......"

When Yan Qiusi smiled, he looked very pretty.

Just like how he was in the mortal world back then, smiling whitely at Lin Qing, his eyes crooked, all the sternness and blood in his eyes before were gone, and he looked like a cheerful and bright young man.

Liang Yaochu stood where she was, still looking at him.

Yan Qiusi didn't care, he said to Liang Yaochu: "My master is gone, mortals have bad luck...it's nothing...it's nothing..."

Yan Qiusi muttered a few words in a low voice, then he raised his hand and drank the wine in his hand.

Then he wiped his mouth abruptly, raised his hand, and saw a bright light suddenly flashed in the middle of the main hall, and then Lin Qingbai's phantom appeared.

Lin Qingbai was lying in the coffin, his eyes were closed, his face was rosy, and he didn't know what kind of spell Yan Qiusi had cast on him. It had been a month, and his body was still preserved as if in a dream.

Even the Witch Clan's corpse-preserving witchcraft can't do this.

At this time Yan Qiusi spoke again, he tilted his head and smiled and asked Liang Yaochu, "But even if my master is dead, Lin Qingbai is not my master..."

"..."

"Back when I was in the mortal world and broke into the imperial palace, Lin Qingbai turned into the emperor's appearance and bound me with a magic chain! He stabbed me to death with one arrow after another! How could he be my master?!"

Liang Yaochu frowned, it was the first time she heard such a thing, she was dumb for a long time, she suddenly laughed, and asked back: "There are so many powerful people in the fairy world, he is the only one who can use a magic chain?"

Liang Yaochu said so, how could Yan Qiusi not think about this matter.

He used to have hatred for Lin Qingbai, so he naturally attributed everything to Lin Qingbai, but in the month after Lin Qingbai's death, it was rare for him to seriously think about the whole thing.

There are too many mysteries, he doesn't want to believe it, and he doesn't dare to believe it.

Now don't know what to do.

Yan Qiusi clenched his hands into fists, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you say that Lin Qingbai is my master, but now he is dead, how do you prove it?"

Liang Yaochu frowned, not knowing what kind of nerves Yan Qiusi had, she asked in a cold voice, "How do you want to prove it?"

"rumor

The queen and daughter of the Chinese Witch Clan are extremely skilled in medicine. If she is ranked second in the Three Realms, no one dares to be the first... She can confuse people's hearts and bring the dead back to life..."

Speaking of this, Yan Qiusi's eyes flickered, he raised his eyes lazily, pointed at Lin Qingbai's body fiercely, and said to Liang Yaochu: "You bring him back to life, I will ask him personally......"

Liang Yao was stunned for a moment, she looked at Yan Qiusi who was sitting on the main hall, and asked in disbelief: "...What did you say?"

Yan Qiusi kept his eyes down, and continued word by word: "You bring him back to life, and I will personally ask who he is......"

Liang Yaochu suddenly laughed, tears flowed from her eyes, and she bent over.

She really thought Yan Qiusi was ridiculous.

It wasn't until she finished laughing that she raised her eyes to look at Yan Qiusi, and said word by word: "Yan Qiusi, you have already killed him, do you understand what it means?"

"..."

"It means that he is dead."

Yan Qiusi looked at her stubbornly and said, "You can bring the dead back to life."

Liang Yaochu felt it was extremely ridiculous at this moment, and said: "...the demon emperor Yan Qiusi has always been resourceful, capable of both civil and military skills, when will he believe these exaggerated nonsense?"

Yan Qiusi didn't seem to hear Liang Yaochu's words.

He asked Liang Yaochu: "What do you need to bring him back to life?"

"he died."

"Do you need a soul pill? There is no soul pill in his body..."

"Yan Qiusi, he's dead."

"I can give him mine, you save him..."

"Yan Qiusi, he is dead! He was killed by you! He was killed by you!!!"

Liangyaochu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

At the same time, only a loud bang was heard!

Yan Qiusi raised his hand and smashed the wine bowl in front of Liang Yaochu's feet.

His eyes were like knives, he slapped the table fiercely, and asked sharply: "Are you going to save me or not?! If you don't save me, I will kill you and feed you to the dogs!"

Liang Yaochu was still the same as before, her eyes were fearless, she just looked at him and said word by word: "He, dead,! No one can save him, you can't, I can't either!"

"...."

"If you want to kill, kill it! Yan Qiusi, you only have this little ability, but you just know how to kill. Who in the world can't! What else can you do?"

Liang Yao and Chu's sentences are full of thorns.

Yan Qiusi's eyes were blood red with hatred, when he looked at Liang Yaochu, he wished to cut her into pieces.

But don't know why, ever since he almost strangled Liang Yaochu to death, the soul pill in his chest suddenly burst into golden light.

Every time he stretched out the sword in his hand and wanted to kill Liang Yaochu, he would feel a twinge of pain in his heart.

The pain was not serious, but it was preventing him from continuing.

But at this moment, Liang Yaochu suddenly sneered, and continued to stab Yan Qiusi mercilessly with the knife in his mouth.

She said: "Your soul pill? You are so embarrassed to say it, Yan Qiusi, how did you say that you want to give him your soul pill?"

One knife after another, directly stabbing Yan Qiusi's heart.

Yan Qiusi asked sharply, "What do you mean?!"

Liang Yaochu looked at him with cold eyes and said: "Is your soul pill really your soul pill? Didn't you smash your soul pill in the battle between immortals and demons back then to protect Duanhun?"Is there a monster under the cliff? You are the hero of your demon clan! Where did you get the soul pill?!"

Yan Qiusi pressed the desk tightly with his palm.

He seemed to have figured out what Liang Yaochu wanted. During the confrontation with Liang Yaochu, he felt flustered for the first time. His Adam's apple rolled twice, and he said in a low voice: "...youWhat exactly do you want to say?"

"He doesn't have a soul pill, that's because——his soul pill is in your body!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a howling wind and surging waves.

Yan Qiusi's eyes are sharp

The ground tightened, and the voice said in a hoarse voice: "Nonsense! Lin Qingbai killed me with his own hands back then, how could he give me the soul pill?!"

Liang Yaochu laughed, and said: "It's unbelievable, isn't it... I have been puzzled before, why he had already killed you back then, but still fell into the mortal world, mixed with youInjury? Why did he suddenly lose the Soul Pill?!"

Liang Yaochu's eyes turned red as she spoke. She tilted her head and looked at Yan Qiusi and said, "Aren't you curious that when your heart was pierced and your soul pill was shattered...you areHow did you survive?"

"...."

"Yan Qiusi, you don't really think that you are the proud son of heaven, you have an immortal body..."

Yan Qiusi looked at Liang Yaochu motionlessly, his breathing gradually became heavy, and his wrists were trembling.

He just looked at Liangyao Chu for a long time, and suddenly he smiled, his eyes trembling and said: "So what if it's his soul pill... so what if it's not his soul pill...This is what he owes me...he killed me...he! Lin Qingbai! I should pay with my life!"

"Lin Qingbai, he should pay for his life!!!"

The more Yan Qiusi spoke, the more excited he became. Holding the wine jar with one hand, he stood up staggeringly. He really drank too much, and the emotions of many days suddenly surged out at this moment.

"Back then, Lin Qingbai insisted on provoking me!!! He killed me first!!! What's wrong with my revenge!!! He stabbed me with a sword, and I stabbed him with a sword, but it was retaliation for retributionWhat's wrong with me!!! What did I do wrong! What did I do wrong!!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he questioned Liang Yaochu loudly, as if as long as he spoke louder, he could cover up the changes in his heart, restrain himself and let him continue to think deeply about these things that made his heart ache.

As long as you don't think about it, you won't know, and you won't feel pain.

It's just that he really doesn't understand...

He just did the right thing.

Someone slashed him first, and then he changed back with a sword. It should have been like this.

He is not wrong.

This is the case in the mortal world!That's how it should be now!

He originally had a good home in the mortal world, but it was overthrown and destroyed by someone raising his hand. The same is true in the fairy world. It was Lin Qingbai who led the troops to kill his people first, and killed him first.

He deserves revenge!

He is never wrong!

Someone stabbed me, and I paid ten knives, what's wrong with that?!

It was Lin Qingbai who was wrong.

It was he who provoked him first!

It was he who killed him first!

Yan Qiusi clenched his fists and glared at Liang Yaochu like a tiger, as if as long as he killed this truth, he would not be wrong and he would be right.

"Yes! Damn him!"

Liang Yaochu nodded, and asked him with a mocking smile: "In that case, why didn't you let the thunder strike him from the sky that day? Why did you protect him! Why are you still there?Find someone to save him!!!"

Yan Qiusi gasped heavily in his throat.

Liang Yaochu didn't wait for Yan Qiusi to refute, and continued: "You are right! He should die, he taught you for twelve years! You still don't know how to repent! If he sees it now, he will definitelyI feel damned! I want to die thousands of times! But it doesn’t matter, he’s already dead, he can’t come back, and your wish has come true, isn’t it great? It’s a great thing to have the best of both worlds!”

Liang Yaochu's mocking tone echoed back and forth in the air, Yan Qiusi clenched his teeth, and stared at Liang Yaochu like a knife.

Liang Yaochu had no doubts at all, if Yan Qiusi hadn't been slapped by the soul pill that day, she would have become Yan Qiusi's dead soul by now.

Liang Yaochu thought about it, and questioned him even louder: "You know it in your heart! Is it difficult to admit it?! Is it difficult to admit that he is your master! It is you who killed him and you dug hisHeart.....is this difficult?!"

Twelve years...

Liang Yaochu gritted her teeth and said to him with red eyes: "Twelve years!!!"

Later she

Staring at Yan Qiusi with angry red eyes, he was suddenly discouraged again, tears overflowed and said, "Yeah...it's only been twelve years, how can you warm your thousand-year-old heart....."

She gritted her teeth tightly, looked up at Yan Qiusi and said, "...Yan Qiusi, ask yourself, when you were in the mortal world, you just knew that he was kind-hearted and wholeheartedly for you, so you lied to him so far!!!He died for you all three lives! Even if he owed you back then, he should have paid it off long ago...It's just a pity...Demon Emperor Yan Qiusi is really like thisRumor has it that such a heartless and ruthless person, who has never been sincere, let alone cared, even if he gave you his heart, you would still trample it on the soles of your feet! People like you don’t deserve to have a family! You don’t deserve it!!!"

After finishing speaking, Liang Yaochu didn't want to say anything more to Yan Qiusi, she waved her sleeves and turned around, step by step towards the outside of the hall.

Liang Yaochu's back is thin, her clothes are torn, her body is covered with scars, her feet also limp when she walks, and she no longer has the aura of a princess from back then.

This time Yan Qiusi did not stop her from leaving, but watched Liang Yaochu walk out of the palace with silent eyes.

He was the only one left in the hall, and the darkness of the night was like poison, gradually spreading into the hall.

Yan Qiusi smiled disapprovingly.

Liang Yaochu was right, everyone in the world knew that Yan Qiusi was heartless and painless.

His heart is made of stone, and every inch of skin on his body is like armor, so he can't feel any pain.

Back then, it was because he was heartless and ruthless that he was able to kill his close relatives, climbed to the throne step by step, and got what he wanted most.

Although he already holds great power and powerful mana, he is still young, just a new emperor who has been on the throne for a few years.

He doesn't understand the good and evil in this world, and he doesn't want to understand.

He only understands whoever hurts him, and whoever hurts someone he cares about, he will redouble his revenge.

It's just why... that person killed him, it was the right thing, the whole world celebrated, and was regarded as a hero.

And it was wrong for him to kill that person, thousands of miles were filled with sorrow, and he was scolded by thousands of people.

Where did he go wrong?

He just did the same thing as that person!

he doesn't understand...

He should have done the right thing, but why...his heart hurts so much?

Why is this world so unfair?

Why does he feel no pain all over his body, but his heart hurts......

Yan Qiusi lowered his head slowly, and clenched his hands into fists. He sneered for a while, and said in a low voice as if he was talking to himself: "The person I care about the most? I have never had the person I care about the most......"

He is Yan Qiusi, he is heartless and ruthless.

He doesn't care about anyone.

It didn't happen before, and there won't be any in the future.