Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Rather than waiting endlessly and indefinitely, he was more afraid of losing it again after regaining it. If the light he finally caught was lost again, he would return to darkness again.

Wen Xuan thought that he would go crazy, and a hundred years would be enough for him to despair.

Zhao Xuan sighed, and gently stroked Wen Xuan's hair with his right hand. He said in a clear and gentle voice, "Yes, I remember everything. I'm sorry that I only remembered what we agreed to do after so many years."

Who makes their time is not equal from the beginning.

He was destined to have his soul fly to the time point when Wen Xuan was in the lower world a hundred years ago during the great war between immortals and demons a hundred years later. And the Wen Xuan a hundred years ago was destined to experience that great catastrophe and misfortune before he would be completely changed.

Become the demon king that Zhao Xuan met later...

It can only be said that the time between the two people is not on the same channel. Zhao Xuan is destined not to meet Wen Xuan a hundred years ago...

Although Wen Xuan did not cry, his eyes were sore and burning. Zhao Xuan's words were a great redemption for him. Even though it was a hundred years late and he had waited for a hundred years, in the eyes of many demons, he was like a madman.

He didn't care at all. As long as he could wait for Zhao Xuan in the end, it would be worth it.

He kept shaking his head but didn't say anything. Perhaps he was so excited that he forgot what to say, or perhaps words could not express the joy in his heart at this moment.

However, Zhao Xuan knew why Wen Xuan shook his head. He shook his head to tell himself that there was nothing to apologize for. He had never been angry, let alone resentful.

This was what he was willing to wait for.

When Zhao Xuan thought of Wen Xuan, who had pure and clean eyes and was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, a hundred years ago, he couldn't help but sigh again, "I've always been curious about who you wanted to resurrect, but I didn't expect that it would be me!"

Even if Wen Xuan doesn't blame him, he still feels... sometimes fate is so ridiculous.

It seems like he just likes joking with people.

The problem I cared about so much turned out to be not a problem at all!

He deliberately wanted to change the existence that appeared before him and became the cinnabar mole in Wen Xuan's heart. Little did he know that it was precisely because of his appearance and his promotion that the final result appeared!

Wen Xuan was not stupid, he naturally knew the meaning of Zhao Xuan's words, but he didn't mind. Without Zhao Xuan's curiosity and approach, the two of them would never have had the chance to get to know each other.

"For a hundred years, I have been resentful of the injustice of heaven and the ruthlessness of the world, and the battle of Qi Hai that led to your death. Now..." Wen Xuan hugged Zhao Xuan tightly with both hands, his fingers unconsciously fastening his brocade robe.

He suddenly realized that he was still somewhat lucky.

Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan were so close, so he could naturally feel the complex emotions in Wen Xuan's words. He turned his head and kissed Wen Xuan's lips with a very light movement.

"From now on, we don't care about the past, we only talk about the future, and we live a good life."

Let’s live a good life.

This sentence touched the softest part of Wen Xuan's heart. He closed his eyes. It turned out that such a simple sentence could sound so beautiful!

If there hadn't been that accident a hundred years ago, and if there hadn't been thousands of greedy monks besieging them, they would have lived together long ago.

Because that's what they originally agreed on...

Wen Xuan's fingers inadvertently touched Zhao Xuan's back, which shocked his heart and made him feel a little silently sour.

The three realms only knew that he had a bow of mysterious origin, which could easily hurt people without the need for an arrow. However, they did not know that the bow was once pulled out from someone's own body, ignoring the pain.

The moment the bone transformed into a bow, it was stained with bright red blood.

The two of them were inside the barrier, talking freely about their feelings, but they didn't know that Feng Xiu outside was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot, walking around in circles and just couldn't stop.

His anxious and worried eyes were fixed on the barrier. Even though he couldn't see the situation inside through the barrier, let alone hear their conversation, he didn't move away.

Feng Xiu couldn't wait any longer, so he could only draw his sword and chop at the barrier at least twenty times, but the barrier was as solid as ice and didn't move at all.

After so many blows, there was not even a single crack. This made Feng Xiu frightened by the strength of His Highness the Crown Prince, but at the same time he was helpless.

"..." His Highness the Crown Prince's cultivation level is higher than his, even if he chops ten thousand times, it will be useless.

Feng Xiu thought for a while, and could only turn around and tell the Heavenly Soldier next to him, "Go and report to the Emperor, it seems that His Highness the Prince and the Demon Lord are at war. We are blocked outside the barrier and can't see clearly what's going on inside! "

Before the Emperor of Heaven came, Zhao Xuan removed the barrier. Without the barrier, Feng Xiu immediately saw Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan standing in front of him.

...Even if the life-and-death scene that was expected did not appear, the scene of the two standing side by side... was actually a bit inexplicably harmonious.

"Your Highness..." Feng Xiu was about to say something but stopped. She wanted to persuade Zhao Xuan to stay away from Wen Xuan. This Demon Lord had a strange temper. Compared to the previous Demon Lord who was simple and rude and only wanted to become the master of the Three Realms, Wen Xuan was even stranger.

Zhao Xuan chuckled at Fengxiu, "It's okay, I know the Demon Lord and he won't hurt me."

Wind sleeves, "..." (⊙o⊙).

The way he looked at Zhao Xuan was like looking at a simple and easy-to-deceive college student. His expression was hard to explain, as if to say——

I didn't expect that Your Highness would be so naive as to believe in a devil!

Zhao Xuan naturally saw the unsatisfied meaning in Feng Xiu's eyes, so he couldn't help but turn his head and smile at Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan was helpless, his heart was soft, and there was an indulgence in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.

He didn't care what other people thought of him except Zhao Xuan. As long as Zhao Xuan knew what kind of person he was, it would be enough.

Before Feng Xiu had a chance to persuade Zhao Xuan not to be naive, the Emperor of Heaven arrived.

A burst of white mist slowly formed a human shape. This process took only a moment, and the Emperor of Heaven appeared in front of them with an expressionless but extremely majestic face.

Except for Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan, everyone else knelt down and saluted.

"I have met the emperor."

"Get up." The Emperor's voice was slightly cold and his tone was calm.

After a hundred years of loneliness, Wen Xuan's temperament is no longer the same as before. Facing the Emperor of Heaven, Zhao Xuan's father, he should be nervous, but his heart is still as calm as water.

People can come back, but your temperament can never go back.

"The Demon King never comes to visit you for no reason. I wonder if you are still thinking about...the resurrection grass?" The Emperor pointed his spear at Wen Xuan and opened fire.

Wen Xuan glanced at Zhao Xuan subconsciously.

To the Emperor of Heaven, this glance seemed to have noticed that the Resurrection Grass was on Zhao Xuan, so he frowned slightly.

"Demon Lord, it is a rare situation that the immortal and demon worlds can live in peace now. If you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for the army of the Celestial Clan going to war with your demon clan."