He and It

If we were to look at the whole thing from the perspective of an outsider, our inner demons would have to say that as the ultimate evil, Yan Huan was actually extremely impulsive and stupid.

The real immortal first asked him to have a red line marriage with Liu Fuguang, and they became a couple witnessed by heaven and earth. Then, he could not restrain his anger at being deceived and his greed beyond restraint, and recklessly killed Liu Fuguang - from then on The moment Shan fell off the cliff of Zhongshan Mountain, he failed to live up to his debt and Yan Huan could not escape no matter what.

Sure enough, when he came back to his senses, whether it was the pain caused to him by the defective "Tao", whether it was the deep opportunity to realize the most evil and the best, or whether it was the knowledge that Liu Fuguang's love for him was always true, the karma of living up to his marriage was Regardless of whether the force backfires... internal and external forces add fuel to the flames, really driving the evil mad for six thousand years, and at the same time giving birth to him, the Dragon God's inner demon, who was also delayed for six thousand years in the excruciating torture. A long-standing inner demon.

However, he had nothing to laugh at Yan Huan. Because stupidity is an evil, and recklessness is also an evil. As a combination of all evils, it is natural for Yan Huan to end up like this.

Just understanding does not mean tolerance. Countless times, the inner demon has secretly been grinding his teeth and sucking blood.

——As long as we go back to before everything happened, before those immortal immortals thought about getting married and united the most evil and the best together, things can still be undone! At this moment, Yan Huanlong has lost his heart. If I were to change my identity completely, who would be able to notice it? When time goes back in time, I will disappear from the world on my behalf, and I will be crowned and enthroned, becoming a dragon god who is not at the mercy of the Supreme Good.

At that time, I will hold the ultimate good in the palm of my hand. Regardless of good or evil, black and white, pure and turbid, yin and yang...all merged into one, I am the incarnation of the most terrifying and great. How honorable and proud I am, and I have not suffered more than six thousand years of torture in vain!

The plan was well thought out, but he didn't expect Liu Fuguang's surprise.

The demon in his heart took over his body. However, indulged in years of fantasy, this body from head to toe, down to the hair on his head, was extremely sensitive to Liu Fuguang's every move. Where to go?

Perhaps because he remained silent for a long time, Liu Fuguang slowly raised a hand and spread his jade-like palm.

"You once said," he started, "that you will give me whatever I want. Now, does this promise still count?"

The inner demon was speechless and he was speechless.

The original form of the dragon is extremely huge. As early as the era when the ancient gods were rampant, the eleven dragon kings ruled the eight wastelands, held the two rituals, and regarded the heaven, earth, sun and moon as their own things. As an heir, Yan Huan was the only one left behind. Although the power of the gods is not as strong as that of their predecessors, they are still the giant dragons of the zodiac who can shoulder the sun. A drop of blood can create an ocean.

Now he was shaking and trembling. Every drop of his blood boiled, and every bone screamed hoarsely.

The dragon heart that he had been dormant for thousands of years and had only stolen with great effort was like a giant bell that was about to burst. Every beat was as hard as breaking the heart.

He suddenly felt very weak, and his inner demons felt extremely frightened. Being exposed to such attraction, such a storm of obsession and delusional love, his soul was as small as a grain of dust. He almost fell to his knees... He thought Trembling, he huddled into a ball and retreated into a corner where he could not see the sun. He wanted to wrap himself tightly with countless tentacles. He even wanted to cry and beg, although he had nothing to say, and he didn't know what to ask for.

The demon's gaze was fixed on Liu Fuguang's palm.

For a long time, he stared at it blankly, not daring to look away, let alone closing his eyes, until his vision shifted and he saw the skin from his wrist down.

The cuffs were loose, and Liu Fuguang raised his hand to reveal the lower part of his forearm, as well as the dark scars that spread crisscrossed on the forearm. Looking at them, the inner demon suddenly realized something slowly.

——The hand is shaking.

The vibration is very slight and difficult to detect. The inner demon slowly raised his head, and he subconsciously looked into Liu Fuguang's eyes, looking for the answer there.

Facing his gaze, Liu Fuguang's expression did not change. He still had a calm and composed face. Only his expression and the brilliance in his eyes... The demon in his heart looked at him for a moment, and he had already captured the perfection. Momentary dodge and flinch. The amplitude of the slight trembling of the eyelashes is like the ripples of a dragonfly on the water.

For a moment, the inner demon was stunned at first, and then he was enlightened and suddenly enlightened.

Like him, Liu Fuguang was also afraid! Zhishan is not someone who is strategizing and confident, he is bluffing. Perhaps in Liu Fuguang's heart, he has never come out of the shadow of being murdered... When facing Yan Huan, he was always the pitiful person who was thrown off the Zhongshan cliff and lay at the bottom of the cliff, enduring the torment of the drum beast. insect.

The pain of mutilation and betrayal, the death-like silence of lying in a cold coffin for more than six thousand years, the regret of being forced to part from your loved ones... These things are deeper than the sea of ​​blood. How can Yan Huan repent and make amends when he talks about it? Got it?

It wasn't that Liu Fuguang didn't care, he just understood the pain so deeply that he was too scared to show even the slightest emotion in front of Yan Huan.

There was a hyena with its tail between its legs lingering in his heart, fearful of strong enemies. At this moment, this despicable beast finally keenly smelled the fresh wounds hidden deep in the opponent's body.

The excessive panic gradually faded away in the eyes of the inner demon. He gained confidence and could control this body with ease again.

It turns out that you also insisted on negotiating terms with me. The inner demon thought, if this is the case, why should I be afraid?

As he thought this, a smile that couldn't be more humble and gentle appeared on his face.

"It counts, why doesn't it count?" He imitated the tone of the deity and promised firmly and forcefully, "Even if I die, I will not break my promise to you. It's just that your body is not healed... Even if you get back the soul and Taoist heart, Dantian can't bear it either. Fuguang, I'm really worried about you..."

After a pause, he tried his best to imitate Yan Huan's tone and manner, making confused and arrogant remarks: "What's more, you are finally willing to speak to me. You don't know, I am really happy to death... "

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