This is just a small one among the many battlefields between humans and monsters in the world of Hell.

The Duke of Huai, Zuo Xiao, has left, and the Great Qi Army God, Jiang Mengxiong, has withdrawn.

Tianyao Zhuyi hid himself to recover from his injuries, while Yuanxianting and Qiguanying also left.

A strong man standing at the top can turn the world around with a flip of his hand.

When it came, there was thunder and lightning for thousands of miles, and when it left, the sky was clear and the golden sun hung.

Wenren Shen, the imperial court official of the Qi State, and Mengchen, the true demon of the Yu tribe, are the supreme commanders of both sides on this racial battlefield. They both exercised considerable restraint and maintained a certain tacit understanding. The war since then has been more like military training. , the casualties and injuries are all controlled within a certain range.

During this period of time, Li Fengyao and Li Longchuan from the Shimen Li family, Yan Fu from the Yan family in Bei County, Xu Xiangqian from Qingya Academy, and even Jiang Wuyou, the master of Huaying Palace, have all come to the demon world and Wu'an City in turn.

Everyone knows that it is called experience, but it is actually mourning.

In this city that commemorates that person, mourn the person who may never come back.

After all, this is the battlefield that Qi State is responsible for. After the hustle and bustle dissipates, there are not many "outsiders" left here.

Master Yuzhen is one of those few.

She seems to have a taciturn temperament and focuses on her spiritual practice.

You must participate in every battle, and you must be trapped in every battle. After the war, you return to the temporary nunnery in the city. You light green lanterns, knock wooden fish, and recite Buddhist scriptures.

The Master Yuetian Slave, who did not hide her figure, was always by her side.

"What are you looking at?" From a corner of the city wall, Yue Tiannu walked slowly and asked.

Standing in front of the already mottled city wall, Yuzhen withdrew his gaze. "I didn't see anything."

When Yuetiannu was far away, he noticed that some unethical person had carved words on this wall brick. At this time, he could see clearly when he got closer, and saw that it read - "Driving Horse Mountain Shuang" The proud Xu Xiangqian came here for a visit." There was a red cross above "Yiyou" and the words "Condolences" were written next to it.

The writing is not ugly, but the content is speechless.

Today is the New Year of 3922. Although it is a battlefield in the demon world, houses in Wu'an City are still decorated with peach charms and it is very lively.

Yuzhen and Yuetiannu are both monks and are not used to the hustle and bustle. On New Year's Eve last night, they wandered outside the city.

Officially, the city was built in memory of Jiang Wu'an. One month after the news of the death of Marquis Wu'an, it was already very festive. The sorrow that enveloped the city at that time was real. At this time, it was rare to have a truce to welcome the joy of the New Year. It's true. That's how things are in the world. Life doesn't stop just because someone disappears.

Yue Tiannu thought for a while and said: "Over there at Sanfenxiang Building..."

Yu Zhen didn't wait for her to finish: "Leave the place in the secret realm to Xiang Ling'er. I... can't get away now."

Yuetiannu looked at the sky and said: "Xiyue'an has not yet fully entered the world, and the power we can use is very limited. You have done everything you can... The dead are gone, so are the living. ."

Yuzhen pursed her lips and said, "Senior sister, I'm just practicing here."

"It is impossible for me to completely recover the memories of the past, but I have picked up some bits and pieces. Those memories make me even more confused." Yue Tiannu clasped his hands together with a compassionate expression: "Complete choice

After I became a puppet, I gradually lost my emotions. Master said that if I walked with you, I might be able to recapture the word "love", and then I became spiritual again. Now I feel more and more confused. Yuzhen, you said you

I want both heart fragrance and sandalwood, so why stop here now?"

"Yes, why?" Yuzhen murmured.

"Is there no answer for you in Sanfenxiang Building? Is there no answer for you in Xiyue Temple? Can't you find it in the world of mortals? Can't you find it in Buddhist scriptures?" Yue Tiannu asked questions one after another.

Spending time with her day and night, one can clearly feel that the emotion in the voice of this senior sister who has been rebuilt as a puppet is indeed getting less and less day by day.

The truth of her past is not the truth of today.

Yuzhen then said: "With or without him, everyone must continue to live. Except me."

Yue Tiannu thought thoughtfully: "So you can't let go of the word love?"

"I don't know either. It can have the same description, but it is the self that is unique among ten thousand." Yuzhen said: "Master said, it's good for us to stay together. Senior sister's state will make me realize something, and it won't be bitter.

Confused. I also want to know what it is that senior sister can't let go of after all the emotions are gone."

Confused mind and magical powers, it is difficult to escape self-confusion.

Yue Tiannu wanted to say something more about this, but suddenly stopped.

At this moment, an old monk with a yellow face, dirty and dusty, with injuries on his body, walked into the field of view. His eyes looked over, and his expression became sad: "The old monk said that it's impossible to go out alone for a walk.

If you want to be bald and meet a bald head... it's not a good sign."

"I am practicing with my hair on." Yu Zhen remained calm.

"I am a puppet." Yue Tiannu added.

The old monk Kujue from Xuankong Temple and the two nuns from Xiyue Temple looked at each other like this. Then the old monk continued to walk towards the city, and when he hid his figure in the city gate hole, the old monk felt compassion

He sighed: "Happy New Year."

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

A nun's love affair outside Wu'an City.

The sound of firecrackers in Wu'an City.

As an opponent that has fought against the human race for several major eras, the world view of the demon race is a very important part, and can even be said to be one of the cores of this story.

The difficulty here is how to write a vivid and interesting story while spreading out the world view. (How to write all kinds of exciting things when the protagonist barely appears is also a challenge for me)

Everyone is still very supportive of me, but I also feel the restlessness of some readers.

Of course, I understand the expectations of these readers. Because Xiao Jiang has not returned to the present world, they will be looking forward to his return soon. This kind of expectation will not be satisfied for a long time, and it will be quite depressing to read... I suggest everyone to read books.

Let’s look at something else first.
Chapter completed!