"No! No!"

Holding Yun Mengxin, I roared, crying almost dead.

But I don't have the ability to stop all this.

The Demon King used the blood-red sword to kill all my family one by one.

None of them remained, and they all turned into corpses.

I sat on the ground with a decadent and powerless heart, with mixed fear and hatred in my heart. I didn't know which aspect had more power, until the Demon King killed everyone and stood in front of me.

"Zhiyue, there is only the child in your arms left, give him to me."

"No! You and I beg you! Don't kill him! Let him go!"

I prayed desperately, and my father and I were useless like this. I knelt down to him and begged with trembling body.

"Actually, I killed him for your own good. Because you are dead, you can hate me without hesitation. If you keep him, you have to compromise for him. Then I will be able to control you easily. So Zhiyue, are you sure? You really won't let me kill him?"

The Demon King squatted down, was close to me, and talked to me gently.

I have never seen such a terrible person. I am sure he is a devil. Even if his voice sounds so nice and gentle, I am still sure he must be from hell.

He said everything was right.

If I keep Xin, it means I leave my weakness.

I had to obey him because I couldn't resist and wanted Xin to live a good life.

But I didn't think about this problem clearly at that time.

With my prayer, Xin survived.

We were taken to the Demon King's capital together and moved into the Demon King's huge palace.

I dream every night because I feel that the devil can't say when it will appear in front of me.

Then take me for yourself.

Isn't this his purpose?

But I was wrong again because I forgot the bet and didn't know that the Demon King was so serious.

What he wants is not my body, but my heart!

For twenty years, the Demon King never came out again.

I live in the walls of the cold palace and have never seen anyone else. Those who deliver food would put food in the canteen. I have never seen these people. They always secretly deliver food and leave secretly.

In twenty years, I have actually forgotten hatred.

It is not about forgetting hatred, but about how to hate and how to get rid of hatred.

Because my enemies have never appeared before, he has given me an extremely peaceful life.

I raised Xin, who was twenty years old and looked as old as me.

There is no way, I can’t do the magic tricks of Jack Yan. I used magic pills to make myself live forever.

In other words, my younger brother will continue to grow older and grow older. In another twenty years, he will mature like my father. In another forty years, he will grow older like my grandfather.

I suddenly became scared. My younger brother was raised by me. I am his sister and his mother. I long for him to have a good life, but what else can he have when he is trapped in this well? He will have nothing! He will feel lonely like me, full of pain!

I could no longer pretend to be so calm, and one night I climbed up the wall and shouted on it.

"Devil King! Come out! I want to see you! I want to see you!"

I shouted for a long time, and when I was a little hoarse, a man in white appeared. He was still wearing that mask, and he was still in front of me twenty years ago.

Kill my entire family’s enemy, but I am humble and no longer have any hatred. I just want to pray for him!

So I knelt there and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Please, take my brother away and let him live like a normal person, get married and have children, and make a living, okay?"

"Zhiyue, this is your choice. You have to wag your tail and beg for me for him. Look at you. Twenty years ago, you were full of anger at me, just like your eyes could kill people, but what about now?"

He squatted down again, raised my chin with his white fingers, making me have to raise my head and look at his mask.

Yes, what about now?

I burst into tears.

I can't see my face, but I can almost imagine my expression.

"Haha, there is no trace of hatred in your eyes, full of cowardice and prayer. You want me to help you, because I am the only one of you, and I am the only one who can help you, so you are full of desire and expectation for me. Time is indeed a good thing, right?"

nod!

I could only nod my head slightly because now I understand that everything he said is right.

"Okay, I can take him away, let him get married and have children, and let him have a perfect life, but you have to figure out that if I take him away, you will be alone."

"One person? Can't you let him see me?"

"I will let him see you, not one or two years, maybe another twenty years. When he comes back twenty years later, he may be a group of wives and concubines, and the family of descendants, and can you wait until that time? Haha, you must wait, because he is here, so I am not afraid of you commit suicide. You must know that if you die, his wives and concubines, and future descendants will not be able to live!"

I cried, I could only cry!

What else can my ending fall into the hands of a devil?

So after crying, I chose to let my brother leave and let Xin have a brand new life that belongs to him.

I continued to be in the cold palace by myself.

In just half a year, I wanted to die alone.

I even talked to myself, and in the yard, a cricket suddenly appeared, which made me cry with joy.

The Demon King lied, and twenty years later he did not come to see me, nor did he let Xin come.

I cried and begged, as if crazy, but this was useless. I was still lonely and still alone in this yard.

Forty years have passed this time, and I have been trapped in this yard alone for eighty years.

Eighty years, so long!

I forgot everything, I finally learned how to be alone, I have accepted my destiny, and I have begun to give up.

And then he finally came, bringing Xin, who still looks very young, with his four wives, twelve children, three or seven grandchildren, and thirteen great-grandchildren.

Xin really lived a very happy life, with many wives and concubines, and many children and grandchildren.

My originally peaceful heart was broken.

I wasn't that happy, I even started to be jealous of my brother.

He survived by relying on me, and I raised him. Why can he get everything but I lose everything?

I cried, and I cried for a long time.

Xin's family left, and the Demon King asked them to leave. They didn't even have time to comfort me, but I really needed a shoulder at that time.

So the Demon King gave it to me, sat opposite me, gently hugged me, and made me lie on his chest and cry.

"I am a bit extreme,

Zhiyue, it’s been eighty years, do you still hate me?”

I just cried, I hate everything, I hate everything, I always seem very calm, but deep down I have already conquered the demons, and I am no longer a normal person.

"I know you still hate me, at least you hate me subconsciously, but you dare not say it out loud. Are you afraid that I will let you be lonely for another eighty years? You have already adapted to all this, but when you see Xin again, you are unwilling to accept it."

I can't refute that the Demon King has understood everything from the beginning. How can a woman like me, who doesn't have too strong magical abilities, resist him?

Finally, I convinced myself and began to obey.

After all, it has been eighty years, and hatred is no longer that important.

I am sure that every human heart is selfish, and I cannot avoid the world.

So I started to learn to get along with the Demon King, and he also gave me a chance, which I could not imagine.

He no longer locked me up, but gave me freedom to walk around the Demon City.

He arranged a few guards for me, and he said that these people were not looking at me, but were only responsible for protection. I could take them with me when I traveled or not.

I thought he lied to me, but after trying it, I found that it was true. I didn't take anyone out, walked on the street, far away from the palace, but no one cared about me.

I am like a free bird that can soar in this sky.

How happy that is, what I lost is again gained, no one can think of how happy I am, only I know.

In order to maintain such loss and gain, I finally worked harder to please the Demon King.

For example, when I was shopping together, I would be like a wife who would choose clothes for my husband. I always carefully choose what I thought was the best and put it on the devil.

For almost a few years, the Demon King and I often stayed together, and I had completely adapted to this kind of life.

But suddenly one day he asked me.

"Zhiyue, have you forgotten the past? I mean, 87 years ago, I killed all your family, in front of you, with your own hands!"

I was shocked and my body began to tremble. This was not what I thought, but my body just trembled.
To be continued...