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Chapter 1298 Zhang Jiulin's past life

This is a warm little house. The roofs of doors and windows are decorated with decorations that only exist when they get married. On the side is a big red joy bed. The Demon Lord leaned on the bed in an extremely charming posture and blinked at me.

I couldn't help but swallowed my saliva, and my breathing became rapid. She was so beautiful.

Seeing her reaching out with one finger and hooking me a little mischievously, I walked over by a silly way, but found that it was inconvenient to walk. When I looked down, I suddenly realized that my original clothes were gone. Now I was wearing a set of clothes worn by the groom in ancient times, and a bouquet of red flowers hung on my chest.

Mom, I understand no matter how stupid I am, now I am. The Demon Lord is probably lonely and wants to find me to have some entertainment.

I suddenly panicked and no longer had the desire, and stood there in a daze and didn't know what to do.

Marry her? It doesn't exist.

But if I didn't obey her, I couldn't think of any way to leave, and I noticed that Li Mazi was not in this house at this moment, so God knew where he had gotten him.

Seeing my doubts, the Demon Lord sat up from the bed, looked at me affectionately and said, "Don't worry, since you have become my husband, your friends will be fine."

The threat is full of danger. If I don’t follow her, Li Mazi will be ruined. But I don’t understand why the Demon Lord fell in love with me? She has reached the supreme level of god, and her throne is higher than that of bald-tailed Old Li, so it’s definitely not that desire has come and wants to do that with me.

Conspiracy? It's not like, I can't stop anything she wants to do to me.

Since I came, I felt at ease. I decided not to think hard anymore and asked straight to the point: "Why is it me."

"Do you know that no one has been able to take that thing from Fengdu for thousands of years, even the most peak Yinwu merchant in every dynasty."

The Demon Lord said something that was wrong. After hearing this, I was stunned. Looking at the Yongling Ring in my hand, thinking about the meaning of her words.

She seemed to be telling me that the Yongling Ring was given to me by her intentionally!

"No need to guess, I have no malice."

The Demon Lord stopped looking at me, and with a wave of his sleeve, a picture appeared next to me.

This is a looted village. Looking around, there are broken arms and limbs everywhere, dead people and those who are about to die. They are lying on the unsolidified blood, all of whom closed their eyes and silently accepting fate.

Judging from the clothing, these are all flat-headed ordinary people. The occasionally armored soldiers in their bodies should be the result of some people's counterattack!

These soldiers dressed in styles that were obviously different from those of the people, similar to Central Asian nations, and should be Turkic warriors.

The Turks invaded China at two peaks. One was during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and they launched a large-scale attack on the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The second time was when the Turks rose again during the social interaction between the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Judging from the people's outfits, it has a good style in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, so I concluded that this picture was in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

The whine continued, but the enemy had already robbed others. All the injured knew that what was waiting for themselves was death.

At this time, a white horse came from a distance, and immediately sat a beautiful woman. She was wearing a red robe and looked like a fairy spirit. She was obviously a practitioner.

The woman got off the horse, frowned and looked at the battlefield like the Asura realm, and rescued the alive people from the pile of dead with tears in her eyes, then went up the mountain to chop firewood, collect herbs, and pulled these people back from the vertex of death.

But the weather was not good. The Northern Zhou Dynasty suffered a lot of natural disasters that year. At night, heavy snow fell from the sky, and the firewood that the woman cut back was not enough to resist the cold winter.

More and more wounded people begged her to leave, and no one wants the kind fairies to die with them.

But she did not leave, but used her cultivation to turn into warmth to help everyone resist the ice and snow.

The heavy snow fell for three consecutive days and melted for three more days. For six days, the woman did not drink a sip of water or a grain of rice.

When the sunlight appeared on the seventh morning and everyone cheered and escaped from death, the woman could no longer get up.

She has been sitting for too long and can't move anymore!

The people are not ungrateful people. Everyone cried and shouted to find a way to save her, but there was no doctor among them, and no one could save her with a cultivating person.

Everyone gave up and knelt in front of her crying, preparing to send her the last journey.

At this time, a young Taoist priest who was traveling all over the world and was very charming. He was very moved when he learned about it from the people. He first used his spiritual power to help the woman open up the numb nerves due to long sitting, and then poured his essence and blood into the woman's throat.

While using his cultivation to protect the woman, the Taoist priest looked for rare medicinal materials in the deep ice and snow mountains. With his luck, he could still get one or two wild game.

He always smiled and nodded as he watched the woman finish the soup with sips.

Three months are not long or short. The woman has recovered her health and there is no problem with self-protection.

After she woke up that morning, she didn't see the simple food that she could see when she opened her eyes every day. She panicked and ran out like crazy to search the world, but never saw Taoist priests again.

She knew that she had gotten used to it, and the habit was really terrible. She might have been in love, but she didn't know.

When I saw this, my eyes were wide open and I looked at the Demon Lord in disbelief. The Demon Lord still didn't say anything. The picture changed after waving his hand.

It was a full moon night, with no people around, only an ancient well, and the woman stood alone in front of the well, looking at the moon and wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly, she looked down at the bottom of the well, and the handsome face of the young Taoist priest appeared inside.

She smiled at the well and suddenly cried again, tears slid down.

This well is called Acacia Well. There is a legend about this well. Every time the full moon arrives, the face of the person you love the most in your life will appear in the well.

After watching all this, I understood everything, because the woman in the picture was obviously the Demon Lord, and the young Taoist priest was me.

To be precise, it is the Demon Lord and a person who looks exactly the same as me.

I sighed, not knowing what to say.

The Demon Lord didn't look at me anymore. She turned her back to me and asked me if I could satisfy her wish that had been waiting for thousands of years.

This time there was no threat in her tone, but instead a prayer.

I dare not think about it. She has been waiting for a thousand years before waiting for someone with the same appearance as her benefactor. How could I bear to refuse?

"good!"

I agreed directly. After hearing this, she was shocked and then turned around and threw herself into my arms.

She talked about her pain and how many years she had been waiting by the Acacia Well, while I listened gently to her crying.

I don’t know how long it took, like a few minutes, and another century later, we stopped.

"I... should leave..." Although I couldn't bear it, I had to leave.

She nodded and waved her hand quietly: "You go! I know you are not him, but I really miss him and appreciate him, I really want to...

As she said that, the Demon Lord cried, and her tears did not fall to the ground, like crystal pearls.

This is exactly the ghost tears I need. I wanted to ask for it, but I was embarrassed. I hesitated for a few seconds, looked at her deeply, and left resolutely!
Chapter completed!
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