Born to be a demon

There are countless criss-cross paths in the town of Wangchen, in the mountains and forests, in the valleys, and in this big river. The river embankment path goes around the city, and the traffic is like a shuttle. The two banks are shaded by green willows. Many tall buildings are shaded in the shade of green willows. The red and green are alternately red and green, and the scenery is particularly charming.

Suddenly, a figure flashed away, like a stream flying down smoothly, shooting into the forest. Looking closer, I saw that Wangchen only wanted the light to be dark. The tall and straight trees blocked most of the sunlight. Only the dappled and sparse light shines through the branches and leaves of the trees. This makes the forest extraordinarily mysterious and strange. The forest is filled with erratic uncertainty. The mist is surprisingly quiet, as if all creatures have never set foot here.

The narrow old road here, twists and turns, eerie and terrifying. The sky was getting darker, and the moon was covered by the coming black clouds, only a vague dark halo appeared from behind the thick clouds. Xiao Yiwen raised her eyes, and saw the wind swaying on the top of the tall tree, making a sudden and slow rustling sound, if it was a desert-like sea of ​​trees moving above her head, setting off the quiet night.

In the wind, you can clearly feel the meaning of early winter. It's a little bit floating in the air, it's dew or ice chips. It's not clear, but when it touches the skin, it will arouse small goose bumps.

However, Xiao Yiwen didn't care about those. She was constantly entangled with nightmares all day long, immersed in the moment when she was incapable of extricating herself, if it were not for the love princess who had sealed most of her emotions, she would be dragged into by the monstrous pressure and disputes, and she would never be able to wake up again. In the darkness, it seemed that another voice was calling her, as if calling a long-departed child to return to his mother's embrace.

This is a road of no return. Xiao Yiwen thought to herself, she waved a torrent of weather waves with her hand, which turned into stars and then dispersed.

It has been more than a year since she came to Ye Luoli's Wonderland, but she has not been able to break through to the next level. The anxiety in her heart forced her to go here to find help, but she knew that if she faced these things, she might be stuck in it in the future and could no longer stop.

However, if she can't break through, then those gossips in Wonderland will defeat her sooner or later. Now that he joined the Lingxi Pavilion, he couldn't look back. Only strong enough, only by unscrupulous means can we protect everyone.

Looking at the few white bones behind, Xiao Yiwen sighed slightly, lifted her left hand slightly, and turned into a purple-gold rune to disperse the body into light and dust.

"You finally came."

Xiao Yiwen turned around, her slender staff had already been firmly held in her palm, and she took a few steps back quietly. There was a faintly faint aura in her clear eyes. Feeling the change in her expression, Xiao Yiwen frowned slightly, and the staff waved a soft line in the air, and the silver light forced her to calm down.

But even so, Xiao Yiwen still couldn't hide the waves in her heart. She didn't understand why after seeing that voice, the cultivation base that had been suppressed in her body for a long time could not restrain the explosion. What's more terrifying is that she has a feeling of unconsciously wanting to surrender to that voice.

The staff was supporting the ground, and she was facing the dark blue figure. For some reason, she couldn't help but cry in her eyes. Invisible, if there is a phantom in the air forming an invisible woman, open her arms and embrace her.

"mother."