Standing on the Quexian Waterfall again, looking at the wooden house in the distance, there was no longer a figure dancing in the wind and dancing with the sword. The rumbling sound of the Quexian Waterfall echoed in his ears, making him look even more desolate.

In the past few days, I have returned to the wooden house, but only the depression is left. A light layer of gray is covered on the table, and the squeaking sound of the wood standing in the corridor is becoming more and more crisp. You Ruojun did take Meng Yunzhong away, leaving no trace left.

Zhifan told me that the entrance to the Demon Realm was at the bottom of the Quexian Waterfall. The miasma around it was the demonic energy that overflowed from the Demon Realm. To enter the Demon Realm, you need to use the Demon Spirit as a guide before you can pass the seal. I am a demon, so naturally there is no Demon Spirit, and the place where I can find the Demon Spirit is the nearest place in the Desolate Forest.

The Depressed Forest is a name that made me hear the joy and sorrow. It is because there were too many strange and ancient elf stories in that place, the willfulness and willfulness of youth, the love and reluctance I had when I was young, the memories of me and my mother, and the most sincere friendship. It is also because it is also in this place that my sisters who are with me day and night almost killed me with my own hands, let me know a story about betrayal and ruthlessness, which ruined my trust in emotions. In this place, I lost my lover I longed for and watched my mother who was killed by the demons little by little.

In the Demon Realm, I missed every day. I wanted to return to the depressed forest, but I was inevitably full of frustration because I remembered those vivid past events. Now I really want to go back, but my mood has become so heavy and so entangled. Returning to the depressed forest means that I will re-engrave the vows I made to my mother, and will face Nalan Mosheng who had stabbed my heart. But I have to go back, whether it is for the sake of a little love for Meng Yunzhong or the hatred I made for my mother, I think I can't just die like this, and can't look at the hope I still have in front of me and retreat.

Listening to the sound of the water from the waterfall pouring down again, a ripples also emerged in my heart. I looked back at the wooden house standing quietly among the cliffs in the distance. There seemed to be only dead trees left around, losing all the lushness before, but I was not saddened by this. On the contrary, I could only make my heart stronger and be able to deal with everything I was about to encounter in the depressed forest.

I released a piece of down feather from my hand, but there was a stir under the Fairy Waterfall. The dense forest filled with miasma not far away also slightly. Yun Jin's huge body jumped into the sky. Its body was carrying lucid powder and hovered in front of me in a blink of an eye.

"Miss, the Lush Forest is not far from here. Let Yun Jin take you there, and I won't go. The master is gone. I want to watch out for Zhuoyun Xiaozhu for him. Besides, I have many inconveniences when I go to the Lush Forest."

I nodded and thought to myself that it would be better if I went back by myself, after all, there are many secrets of the demon clan in the Depressed Forest.

"Well, then you can wait for me in Xiaozhu."

Yunjin put down the zipan powder, walked to me obediently, and rubbed its huge head against my arm.

"Let's go, thank you for your hard work."

Yunjin made a "whimper" sound, as if she was acting coquettish. I turned over and jumped onto its back. When it was supported, it soared into the air. Another circling, but the fairy waterfall was several feet away. Layers of clouds passed by, and the flowing air flow was in my ears. After about a while, Yunjin slowly fell down. Not far away, there was an open space. When I looked again, wasn't it the Youyou Valley? It was still a brilliant sunflower, with bright flowers blooming, and towards the sun. But I wonder if Xiaolu had been lying inside and basking in the sun lazily after decades.

Standing on this land again, my feet were a little frivolous. I could not describe what kind of mood I felt. I just felt that everything seemed so familiar, but it was faintly strange.

"Yun Jin, go, I will call you after the matter is over." I stroked Yun Jin's neck, and it whispered, and still rubbed towards me.

"It's okay, I'll go back soon."

Then it jumped away reluctantly, watching its figure gradually disappear, and my thoughts gradually returned to the memories I had many years ago.

The golden sunflowers beside me almost blocked their sight. In the past, Xiaolu liked to play hide-and-seek with me the most, but unfortunately, the spiritual energy on her body always betrayed her, allowing me to see the scattered pollen emitted by her at a glance in the vast brilliance. Unfortunately, there is only silence left in the sunflowers now.

I slowly walked out of the Youyou Valley, and the Yueling Mountain Stream was ahead. I couldn't help but think of the old banyan tree. Did he still talk about his miserable past when he saw people? The sun was gradually blocked by the towering trees, and the flowers on the ground began to emit a slight light. The sound of gurgling water under my feet was clear and pleasant, and the "cuckoo" sound floating from afar reminded me of the ancient spirit birds covered with orchid feathers, combing their hair on each other on the branches.

"Who are you! How did you come to the forest?"

"Bang!" I accidentally stepped on a shallow, and the water splashed onto the hem of the skirt. My head turned halfway, but it froze, a little scared, a little excited, and a little surprised.

The golden spiritual energy flashed behind me, illuminating the shadows of the trees around me. In an instant, a golden figure appeared in front of me, less than a few meters away from me. Her slightly golden hair curled and leaned down. A little tender yellow flashed between her eyebrows, and she still had a childish face, and even a slightly delicate voice for questioning. The gauze skirt was stirred by the breeze and swung softly. Just like back then, her eyes were filled with spiritual energy, but there were still something that could not be said.

Isn't this Xiaolu who used to play among the flowers with me? She has been living a life of peace and stability in the forest, but I have become an uninvited guest at this moment.

"Yin... Luo..."

She stood there in a daze, from confusion to surprise, and then from surprise to hesitation. But a hint of warmth arose in my heart. She still remembered me, and that was enough.

I smiled at her: "Well, Xiaolu. I'm back."

She was still standing there, not seeming to react, but immediately, she burst into tears without expectation, ran over and hugged me, crying constantly, and I couldn't hear what I said. I also hugged her, patted her back gently, and gently coaxed her. In an instant, it seemed that she had returned to a long time ago. She was wronged and was coaxed by me.

I was immersed in the little bit of happiness I had just recovered, but she stood up straight and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Tears! Xiaolu is a demon, how can there be tears! In my memory, in this depressed forest, except for the special tears that I have been crying since I was a child, other demons have no tears. I sighed slightly in my heart. It seems that these decades have indeed changed too much. What I missed is more than time?

"Where have you been? When you were gone, we looked for you for a long time... Just come back, just be fine..."

Xiaolu's hand gently placed on my shoulders, and the warmth was transmitted to my body, but for some reason, she made me feel a little numb.

"What about you? Are you okay now? What about the others in the forest? Are you okay?"

Xiaolu looked at me, her hand moved away from me, and she didn't speak, and then gradually lowered her head.

"Think about it." She smiled miserably, this was a smile she had never shown in my memory.

Judging from her appearance, I felt a little pity and didn’t want to ask any more questions. Time no longer exists, and maybe they have their own itineraries, so why both of them have missed the interlacing points?

"Come with me home and have a look. I want to see my mother."

She nodded, perhaps it was my inquiry just now that she was trapped in worries.

Along the way, I paid close attention to the scenery along the road. I walked out of Yueling Mountain Stream and didn't see the old banyan tree. Xiaolu told me that because many years ago a demon hunter broke into the lush forest and injured the old banyan tree and stole his banyan tree, Nalan Mosheng reset the seal of Yueling Mountain Stream, and the path of the mountain stream changed from then on, and there was no need to pass the old banyan tree anymore. Although I was not sure, I thought of the demon water transformed in You Ruojun's hand. Could it be that the demon hunter who stole the old banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's banyan tree's trait had something to do with her?

In contemplation, a tree house coiled by branches was already close to me. The whole body of the tree house was covered with black and purple branches and leaves, and there was only a wooden door left at the entrance. The picture of the flying cranes on the wooden door also looked old. In front of the tree house was a stone bench, and vines were pouring down like curtains. This place had been quiet for too long and was no longer angry.

Next to the stone bench, there was a small stone tablet. I slowly walked up to it and looked at it carefully. I activated my spiritual power and let the stone tablet emit a white halo, so that I could see the scribbled words on the stone tablet - "Yinluo". This is the word my mother asked me to carve with spiritual power. I wanted me to remember the promise I made. Only one day after realization will the words engraved will disappear, and the soul of my mother sealed in the stone tablet can be released. Otherwise, this strand of spirit will turn into an evil spirit and slowly devour my spiritual form. I squatted down and stroked the two words deeply engraved into the stone tablet with my hands, as if I touched my mother's cold hands again.

"Mother, I'm back."

Xiaolu walked behind me and squatted down with me.

"But, I don't know how to realize my promise to you. I have always been afraid that I can't bear such hatred, just like I was afraid that I would never meet your standards. In fact, I really want to live peacefully in the depression forest and protect everything here, just like you did before. But you left and left such a promise full of hatred for me to carry it." I sighed deeply, "I'm back now. I'm here.

The Demon Realm almost lost his life, and was stabbed hard by his once beloved person. The person who protected me lost his life for me, but I was helpless... My power is so small, how could I fulfill my promise to avenge you? How could I kill all the demons? Can you stop leaving? Can you let me unload my heavy burden? I have really seen too many hatred for love and separation from life and death. I just want to protect the tranquility of the depressed forest for you. Is this OK?"

All emotions tilted out in an instant, and even I was surprised. I was still indifferent when I returned to the depressed forest just now, and it collapsed in an instant. I realized that it was because the emotions were too crowded and hidden too deeply. Suddenly, I found a crack and all my defenses collapsed completely.

The light of the stone tablet gradually disappeared, just like the hope that gradually rose in my heart.

I collapsed to the ground, and the warm liquid in my eyes was also soaked into the soil drop by drop. This scene seemed to have traveled through time. What I should have thought of was that no matter how strong I had enough heart to resist temptation, loneliness, and imprisonment, it still completely collapsed at this moment and lost its defense line. Mother, what do you want me?

Time flies, and a hundred years flies.

At that time, the future was just a pure and ignorant dream; at that time, life was just a simple and simple determination; at that time, friendship was just a smile of chasing and playing; at that time, happiness was just a piece of love in every move...

The past is vivid in my mind, and I can always remember clearly that on that day, my destiny changed completely, and the things I wanted to cherish were completely destroyed. If time could be reversed, if I could choose again, I would rather live in the strict care of my mother, rather than try to achieve the status of a depressed forest master, rather than fight for the so-called freedom, rather than step into the temple filled with darkness, and rather than accept Nalan for me

I would rather... If this is true, can I still talk and laugh with Xiaolu leisurely? Can I still feel the joy that my mother can sneak out when she was recuperating? Can I still talk with Nalan to tell him the sadness and regrets in my heart? But, in the final analysis, it is my own willfulness and nonsense that ruined the worry-free life I longed for, and it is my excessive strength and anger that ruined the peaceful environment that the depressed forest has always maintained.

That day, Xiaolu's crisp voice echoed in his ears all the time; that day, the scene of Nalan falling down in pain in front of me was repeated in his mind; that day, the scene of his mother lying in a pool of blood still appeared in front of him...

And now, everything is all back to memories.
Chapter completed!