Demon Becoming the Lord

In the rear courtyard of the Herbs Pavilion, Xiao Lang stood outside the pavilion with a Heartless Sword in his hand. The Princess He Miao had already been standing in the pavilion for a very long time. Xiao Lang did not even turn around to look, and after she pondered for a long time, she finally shouted and gritted her teeth and said, "Xiao Lang, Big Brother Mo Han will come and duel with you tomorrow. I don't want to see your life and death duel! If any of you die, I won't be able to live anymore, so ? You can go! "    

When he said the last sentence, even his heart broke. Grief is greater than death. He was disappointed and heartbroken again and again. She had already given up all hope. Xiao Lang had become an ice mountain. Even if she turned into fire, it wouldn't be able to enter his heart.    

Xiao Lang finally responded and turned his face to the side and asked: Go? "Where to?"    

Seeing that Xiao Lang was still as heartless as before, He Miao turned his head and no longer looked at him, and said dejectedly: "Go back to Tianzhou, Xiao Lang. Actually Heer has already collected some information about you, but ? I didn't want to tell you. You're from the Tianzhou, and are the Palace Chief of the Divine Soul Prefecture. It's said that you have a beautiful wife called Dongfang Hongdou? Go back to the Tianzhou and find Dongfang Hongdou! Maybe if you see her, you will be able to recover your memories and change back to your original self! I have already gotten Aunt Xin to arrange for us to send you off to the Ice And Snow Sea overnight! "    

"Oh!"    

Xiao Lang responded, but his eyes became confused and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Dongfang Hongdou, why do I feel a familiar feeling about this name? But why can't I remember him? Is she my wife? I have a wife? "Hmm ?" Then I shall go to the Tianzhou to look for her. "    

Princess He Miao turned around and stood inside the pavilion. Naturally, when she wasn't strong enough, she wouldn't be able to hear Xiao Lang's mutters. Seeing Xiao Lang casually replying, her heart once again ached, and her tears rolled down. In the end, she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Aunt Xin, take him away!"    

A ray of shadow flashed out, the Aunt Xin looked at He Miao in pain, caressing her shoulder, sighing without saying a word, he looked at Xiao Lang and said: "Follow me!"    

"Oh!"    

Xiao Lang numbly nodded his head, he carried the Heartless Sword and walked into the pavilion indifferently, and followed the Aunt Xin forward. When he walked past the Princess He Miao, he did not say a single word, nor did he look at her once.    

Looking at Xiao Lang's back figure that was not attached to him, Princess He Miao's tears flowed even faster. She bit her lips with her red eyes, forcing herself not to make a sound.    

Just as Xiao Lang was about to leave her line of sight, she suddenly could not endure it any longer, sprinting a few steps forward, walking out of the pavilion and bending over with all her might as she shouted: "Xiao Lang!"    

Xiao Lang turned his head in shock, and looked at the crying seedlings, as though he was looking at a stranger, and indifferently said: Miss Heer, is there anything else?    

"I'm fine ?"    

She shook her head with a bitter smile, and in the end, still asked while hoping with all her might: "When you return to the Tianzhou, will you one day remember that there's a little girl in the Hetang named He Miao who once loved you?"    

Xiao Lang's pupils contracted, her soul shook, but she immediately recovered. The expression of the outside world did not change, and she said coldly: "Maybe."    

Finished speaking, he turned resolutely and followed the Aunt Xin out. His steps were extremely resolute, without a single trace of trembling!    

"Maybe?"    

Princess He Miao powerlessly knelt on the ground, kneeling in the thick snow outside the pavilion. He covered his face with his hands, trying to stop his tears from flowing down, but his tears still flowed out from his fingers and fell onto the snow, splashing out plum blossoms.    

Her body trembled slightly, and she crawled on the ground like a devout believer. She cried until her heart was broken, crying until she was hysterical. Suddenly, she had a feeling, it seemed like Darknorth's naivety was very cold ?    

When they came, she had said that no one was allowed to enter the backyard, so at this moment, not a single Palace Maid entered. She seemed to have known that this would be the result, so she wanted to cry alone to pay tribute to the utter loss of her love.    

If Xiao Lang could show a trace of affection today, it would be as if he did not want to leave at all. She would definitely try her best to keep him here, and would not allow Sir Mo Han to duel with him. But Xiao Lang didn't, she could only send him on his way, hoping that when he returned to the Tianzhou and saw his wife, she would be able to recover her memories, recover her original appearance, and remember this naive, foolish and cute little woman ?    

"Three years!"    

After a long while, Miss He Miao cried until her voice turned hoarse, she then stood straight, opened her red and swollen eyes looking at the sky where Xiao Lang had left from, gritted her teeth and muttered: "Xiao Lang, I do not believe that you will be forever ruthless. Heer will not give up, I will wait for you for another three years. If you still don't come and find me within three years, Heer will find someone to marry. Xiao Lang, do you know that the Heer is waiting for you? Will you disappoint me again? "    

Xiao Lang didn't know that a little girl had been hurt so badly by him. Although his heart hurt a little at that moment, it had been a long time. He had been continuously training the Heavenly Dao of Affectionlessness, and his heart had already been broken into pieces. He had almost mastered the first stage of the Heavenly Dao of Affectionlessness, and perhaps because he kept injuring himself, he kept making the Princess He Miao Love Hurt cultivate so quickly ?    

Under the Aunt Xin's arrangements, he changed into a set of night clothes, then followed a teleportation formation that teleported him to the city at the southernmost Hetang Domain. He then walked out of the city and entered a Iron Ship.    

The Iron Ship quietly started moving towards the Ice And Snow Sea. Aunt Xin promised Princess He Miao that he would be sent to the Tianzhou safely. If he was allowed to wander around alone, he might even die inside the Ice And Snow Sea. Furthermore, he had lost his memories, so he probably did not know where the Tianzhou was anymore ?    

The Iron Ship was moving swiftly in the night like a nether demon. Aside from Aunt Xin, there was no one else on the bed, the boat was actually similar to the Heavenly Secret Boat, using its will to move forward.    

Xiao Lang stood alone on the deck, while the Aunt Xin stood silently in the corner, observing the surroundings to ensure that no one would attack.    

The night was incomparably safe, and the Iron Ship had passed through several domains as well, as they were currently travelling within a stretch of the inner ocean. They would probably be able to exit the Ice And Snow Sea tomorrow morning.    

"Xiao Lang, one month's time is up. Today is the day of our duel. Do you think you can escape? The Realm of Ink is the greatest realm in Darknorth. If even a single person can't stand up to it, then isn't that the same as making the Darknorth people laugh? "    

A cold voice suddenly rang out. Seven to eight people were treading on the sea, braving the wind and snow. The black curly hair of a young master at the very front danced wildly in the wind, and the sternness in his eyes made him look like an injured Devil Wolf.    

"Ugh ?" Xiao Lang, run!    

The thing that the Aunt Xin was most worried about happened. She rushed to the front of the deck and shouted at Xiao Lang. Then, his body shot out violently towards the sea, and spoke to Young Noble Mo Han in the distance: "Young master, Xiao Lang has no relationship with Princess He Miao anymore, nor has any relationship with him. Princess He Miao has requested me to send him to Tianzhou, so let's forget about this!"    

Young Master Mo Han sneered, and shouted, "Forget it?" Sir Xin, if you were me, would this matter be resolved? This is related to a man's dignity. Xiao Lang, if you're a man, then stand up. Don't make me, Mo Han, look down on you! "My people will never make a move. Come, let's fight one on one, regardless of life or death!    

Xiao Lang did not escape. He did not know the way, nor did he know where he escaped to. He did not stand out, but stood on the deck and looked at Sir Mo Han indifferently: Who are you? Why do you want to fight me to the death? I don't know you, so don't provoke me, and scram! "