Su Yin maintained her cool expression, but her worldview was almost collapsed. It is true that her worldview has been reshaped again and again, but she still can't stand the crushing of those strange nouns.

Degenerative veterinary syndrome? Immunity hypoxia and scurvy after veterinary transformation? These are all but the most incredible thing is that the demon clan can actually suffer from depression?

Isn’t this a more popular disease in the entertainment industry?

Millions of alpacas rushing by in his heart. Su Yin held them in for a long time, couldn't help but pick the most difficult question and asked: "Uh... why do you only have half a demon pill?"

The other party appeared here because of the demon pill, and she always felt that this was strange.

The middle-aged man was silent, and after a while, he smiled mockingly: "The little demon... is just taking it upon himself. If the adults don't bother, the little demon is willing to complain to the adults."

Su Yin heard it naturally.

His story is simple.

He fell in love with a girl.

That was a long time ago.

At that time, the city was very small and the sky was high, and desolation was always everywhere. People lived in a narrow square inch, and the ten miles around were the farthest place they could reach in their lives.

That year, he failed to fight with other monsters and was seriously injured. He found a beautiful place to sleep. I don’t know how many years he was awakened by a girl, and the first thing she said to him was:

"Maomao, do you eat fruit?"

She was only five or six years old at that time, with yellow and thin hair, her messy braids tied with hemp rope, her little face was thin, she climbed the shaking branches like a monkey, standing in front of the hole where he was resting, holding a handful of red berries stuck to the soil in her hand.

She treated him as an ordinary squirrel, and saw him lying weakly in the tree hole, thinking it was hungry, so she gave him the raspberry.

Later he found out that it was her food for half a day.

She came to see her "good maomao" almost every day, bringing him all kinds of strange foods and herbs, naively thinking that those mortal herbs could cure his injuries.

He was actually halfway through and was in a bad mood, so he just thought she was an optional thing. When he was happy occasionally, he would point her the most abundant place in the pig grass, or bring her some wild fruits growing on high places, and look at the shiny joy that burst out from her eyes, which made him very interesting.

He had seen her home from afar, and he could blow away the house with a tilted thatched roof in one breath. She, her mother and several sisters lived in it. When he was free, he would squat on the old tung tree at the entrance of the village, listening to her breathing from the many breaths in the room, smelling her familiar smell.

He didn't remember how many nights there had been, when the little girl grew up unknowingly, and several sisters got married one after another, and it was her turn soon.

The night before her marriage, she secretly ran out and told him that she would not come again in the future because she was going to marry into a very distant town and would never return to this mountain in her life.

He saw the crystal clearness of her eyes sliding, and also saw her back lengthened by the moonlight. He watched her down the mountain and heard her crying silently in her sleep.

In his long life, these ten years of life are insignificant, and he should have skipped it by chance. But there was another voice in his heart saying that no matter how long life is, no decade has ever been with a vivid soul like now.

He watched the moon gradually disappear in the sky to the east, and the branches wet with dew flashed crystal-like light in the dim morning light. For the first time in his life, he had entered the cause and effect of the world and him, and from the first day he knew that one day he would be retaliated by this cause and effect.

But he went anyway.

He destroyed the marriage and turned into a young and rich young man, and married her. Their wedding caused a sensation. The villagers envied the girl's good luck, saying that she accidentally saved the life of the rich young man and married her wishful husband.

He should have been happy, and he didn't even realize that since he turned into a human body and appeared beside her, she had never been to that mountain again; he had been happy for decades of meeting with each other, and he didn't notice that the smile on her face was getting less and less, and sorrow always stood in her eyebrows.

He couldn't give her a child.

The demons and humans cannot give birth to offspring. He couldn't tell the real reason, so he had to buy her many furry little animals. He remembered that she liked these fluffy gadgets, and also remember that when she saw him the first time she called him "Maomao".

That day, he excitedly went home with a little rabbit, trying to surprise her, but when he pushed open the door, he was injured by a sudden flying sword.

That was the monster catcher she found.

The girl became a woman, but she was still as innocent as she was when she was a child, thinking that as long as he handed over the demon pill, they could live and die together like those mortal couples, and have a child that belonged to them.

It turned out that she had known that he was a demon.

Standing in the center of the formation set up by the girl in accordance with the instructions of the monster catcher, he thought, this was the backlash. He interfered with the fate that he should not have interfered with, and now he wants to return this fate to her.

It's a pity that the little rabbit. He closed his eyes in the magic circle, thinking that it was the long-haired jade rabbit he had finally found. She liked furry animals so much, but she couldn't wait to hug it with her own hands.

He gave up his resistance and waited for the decision of fate, but the Wen Ruan who suddenly hit him awakened him. She protected him tightly, with blood spraying in her mouth, and her clothes were soaked in blood.

She blocked the deadliest joint attack of the monster hunter for him.

Why? He held her. She gradually weakened her breath in his arms. The last sentence she said to him as she died was:

"Maomao, I'm afraid."

His demon pill was shattered in half at that moment, and the pouring demonic power turned all the creatures in front of him into ashes. In the end, he could not tell which ashes belonged to her and which ones belonged to others, because her breath and soul had dissipated.

The innocent girl never knew that monster hunters were monsters. They coveted the inner elixir of the great monster that had never been seen in a thousand years. The one she personally set up was the world's number one killing formation. From the moment she threw herself into his arms, she was destined to be scattered.

He buried the little jade rabbit in their former home and moved the sand to razed it to the ground.

He thought that he had paid half a demon pill to prove a mistake, and there was no need to pay an empty tomb to pay tribute to it. From nothing to something, there will be nothing. That short decades of worldly fate is just a dream, and it is not worth mentioning in his long life.

He embarked on the journey again with the broken demon pill. His long life seemed to have no end. He had seen thousands of people and had thousands of encounters, but occasionally when he was sleeping, he would still dream of the old tung tree at the entrance of the village.
Chapter completed!