When the woman opened her eyes, the woman's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Yao'er!"

Ximen Lang hugged her excitedly, "Yao'er, it's me! I'm your brother Lang!"

"Brother Lang?"

The woman frowned, and the memory rolled in her mind.

The one who occupied her most memory was the handsome, handsome boy in bright clothes and angry horses, the talented Saint Son brother, who was also the Taoist couple she had agreed to live for the rest of her life.

She looked at Simenlang in a daze and looked at his cheek.

The latter suddenly realized something.

He took a sudden step back and covered half of his face.

Half of the mask covering her face had long been shattered by thunder. The ugly face of the mask, which was as hideous as a skeleton ghost, looked extremely scary.

It is very different from the energetic young man in the painting.

It is also much different from the "he" in the woman's memory.

"You are Brother Lang."

After a brief moment of stunned gaze, the woman's gaze suddenly became gentle again. She reached out to touch Simen Lang's face, but the latter subconsciously avoided it.

"Brother Lang, what's wrong with you?"

"Yao'er has been waiting for you for a long time, and you finally come back to see Yao'er!"

"This time, can you marry Yao'er?"

The woman's eyes were filled with tears.

Simon Lang seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Although Yao'er has a little breath of life, she does not look like she is resurrected from the dead at all, and she is more like a soul that has passed away for a short time on this body.

"I'm back!"

Simon Lang hugged his lover again, but tears could not stop flowing down.

His heart was trembling.

He could feel the breath of life on Daoyao'er's body being passing by, but the plan still failed. He could not resurrect Yao'er, nor could he save his past!ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

At this moment, he was suffering like the heart-eating pain of thousands of ants, but he did not dare to tell the one he loved.

I'm afraid in Yao'er's perception, she thought she had returned from the war that year and married her home as a hero.

Lu Nianli and others who were watching also discovered something was wrong.

They could see the woman, but the woman could not seem to see them.

"Brother Lang, have we won the fourth battle between the righteous and the demons?" Yao'er asked.

When she asked this, Simen Lang finally confirmed that Yao'er was really just a partial memory and would soon dissipate.

Knowing this, he did not dare to show any abnormalities.

"Win!"

He smiled and nodded.

In fact, they lost in that battle, and they lost a lot!

I can't help but recall the scenes of that year.

At the beginning, he was the first saint son of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and Yao'er was also a candidate for the saint of the Immortal Sect. The two of them were in love and should have become a Taoist couple that night.

On the wedding night, he received an emergency secret order from the head of the sect, asking him to rush to the Jiuyou World immediately.

It seems that it is because the demon master who was in trouble in the Nine Netherworld, who was about to break through the realm and overcome the disaster of the world.

If the Demon Lord succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, I am afraid that the entire righteous path will not be peaceful.

The moment he received the news, all the righteous sects led by the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism all sent their strongest combat power to the Nine Netherworld World to prevent the Demon Lord from breaking through the realm and pursuing the tribulation.

The slightest loss in this battle is a thousand miles away, and Ximenlang dared not delay any delay.

As the first sect son of the sect, he must participate in the war.

That battle almost shattered the entire Jiuyou World.

With control of the Nine Netherworld, the Demon Lord, who was unknown to anyone, fought against many powerful masters of the same realm with his own strength and forced the Zhengdao Alliance to repel it.

Later he heard that the demon lord was injured in a dying state and fell into a deep sleep from then on.

The righteous powers of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were unable to attack the Nine Nether World and instead rest and recuperate.

No one knows whether the Demon Lord has survived the catastrophe of the world.

They could only hope that the seriously injured Demon Lord would die in the world, and from then on, one great disaster would be reduced in the vast world.

After the Fourth Battle of the Demons, Ximen Lang, who had experienced the battle, returned to the sect.

In that battle, he was affected by the demonic energy, and his cultivation was lost, and he almost died there.

Even so, he still has full confidence.

With his talent, he will definitely be able to reach the top in time. This setback is nothing to him. As long as he can go back to marry Yao'er, everything is worth it.

But when he returned to the sect, he received only one bad news, and Yao'er committed suicide.

Because in that battle, the high-end combat power of the sect was almost killed in battle, and the sect power plummeted from then on. Without investigation, the elders of the sect told Yao'er that he was dead.

Then he forced Yao'er to marry the sage sons of other sects to gain support from other forces.

Yao'er didn't want her body to be defiled, so she chose to commit suicide.

At that moment, Simen Lang suddenly understood.

Why does the devil exist?

The existence of the devil may be just to give those who are oppressed by the so-called righteous path a way out and a chance to avenge their revenge.

At that moment, his heart of Tao that he had been persisting in completely collapsed.

In the past, he hated the Demon Lord and felt that the Demon Lord would cause trouble in the world for his own will. Eliminating the Demon Lord is justice! It is the mission of everyone in the world!

Yao'er's suicide made him feel that it is not necessary to fall into a demon.

The so-called righteous alliance took the initiative to launch a war when the Demon Lord was about to overcome the Red Dust, resulting in the destruction of hundreds of millions of creatures. However, all the sins caused by the war were pushed to the Demon Lord. The righteous alliance won the praise of all living beings in the world.

Now it seems that this behavior is ridiculous!

So he pretended to carelessly, returned to the sect, showed amazing talent again, and used the sect's resources to cultivate and rise again.

In fact, he has already joined the devil.

He wants to kill everyone who killed Yao'er with his own hands.

He also went to the Jiuyou Demon Tomb and received guidance there. The Demon Tomb's guidance told him that when he came here, he would get the results he wanted.

"Where is that result?"

Simon Lang was confused again.

He only wanted two results, resurrecting Yao'er and avenging Yao'er.

The former violates the rules of the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation. It is possible to do it unless a person of the Demon Lord takes action personally. If he fails, the expected failure.

And the latter cannot be achieved by his own strength. Where is the guidance of the Nine Nether Demon Tomb?

"Brother Lang, what are you thinking?"

Yao'er's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"I……"

Ximen Lang's eyes were full of tears and he swallowed even more: "Because I'm going to marry my Yao'er, I'm so happy. I've been waiting for this day for too long."

He held her hand tightly, "Yaoer, are you willing to marry me and become my Taoist partner for life?"

"I do!"

"I am willing to be the Taoist couple who will be with you for the rest of your life. Yao'er will always be with Brother Lang."

The two hugged each other and cried.

In this scene, there is only Ximen Lang in Yao'er's world.

"Then we will get married now!"

Simon Lang held her hand and walked step by step along the ruins of reality and the dreamy road.

When passing by, Ximen Lang's voice sounded in Lu Nianli's ears.

"Prince Lu, please draw this wedding ceremony for me and Yao'er, okay?"

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.
To be continued...