When I Abandoned the Protagonist

Chapter 232: Postscript

Afternoon.

The roses were blooming all over the ground, and it was almost impossible to recognize the sinister appearance of Mo Yuan a hundred years ago.

Beside the rose bush, in a chaise longue woven by ivy, there was a figure leaning lazily on it, and in his hand he was flipping through the woven book of “Jiuzhou Fengyunlu: When I Abandoned the Demon Lord” “After”, after reading the last paragraph, I saw the bushes of roses in front of each other, huddled against each other, the buds next to the petals, looking out for gossip, without the fairy spirit of flower essence, but like a group of dogs on the prairie Son, I wish I could climb down this wicker chair to the student.

“Later?”

The student pondered for a moment, as if thinking about something. At this moment, a sunflower leaned in from the slant, and the plate-sized flower pursued towards the sun in the sky.

But the attitude of looking at the sky does not have the style of recalling the past, “I know! Later, the demon naturally proposed a successful marriage and lived happily with the queen. Just like our master A hundred years ago, the big wedding with Heaven as a match-”

“Hundreds of beasts congratulate, hundreds of birds play music, cranes carry gifts, and they come from all directions! That big wedding was a prosperous age that Jiuzhou has never seen before. Hundreds of sects in the world sent gifts. Mo Yuan even did his best to arrange the wedding venue in Heishiwu as if the spring light of March in the world was cut here. It will be engraved on it forever, and finally, there is a concentric knot from heaven, and their oath will be engraved and written into the three thousand laws here, which means that the effect of this big marriage will be with heaven and earth, until heaven and earth are destroyed!”

The petite roses exclaimed “wow”, as if they wanted to be born a hundred years ago and witness that grand wedding that was celebrated by all over the world, and couldn’t wait to rush to Qingteng In front of the chair, he asked as if to verify, “Master, Master, is this true?”

The woman on the ivy chair has a gorgeous face that is even more gloomy than the roses in the mountains, but now she looks lazily and drooping her eyes and smiling with a low eyebrow. If anyone who has visited this place sees it, they will surely think that they have met a god.

She responded casually, with a somewhat perfunctory tone: “Really?”

However, there was a faint smile in his eyes, and he didn’t know who he was thinking of.

, grew up, and immediately drew a strip from the sea of blood into a hundred zhang shape, fell on the edge of the cliff, the pink and white petals spread, and a weak voice hurriedly said: “It’s not good, Master! The mistress blew up the dining room again!”

The man who was still basking in the sun suddenly changed his expression, sat up from the reclining chair, the blue silk slipped down his shoulders, and the loose collar was gently closed by a white jade hand: “Why? Is that so? Isn’t she drinking tea with the King of Hell? I remember I prepared her cakes, and they ran out so quickly?”

The pink and white petals of Hanli trembled, and the lotus whispered, “Originally only the King of Hell came as a guest, but who knew that the new head of the Hundred Flower Sect, Yan Miaomiao, also came to visit, saying yes I wanted to discuss with the Demon Venerable about the participation of the demon disciples in the next Cultivation Society. Seeing that the leaders of the three realms gathered here, Tiandao thought it was a good time to observe the revision and formulation of the rules, so I also showed up—”

” Everyone chatted and quarreled, and the teacher wanted to do the best of the landlord’s friendship. Seeing that there were not enough snacks on the table, she said that she should make more and let them all calm down. I knew that half an hour after entering, the dining room exploded, and now there is a mess underneath, and tomorrow those Jiuzhou miscellaneous tabloids will definitely say that our demons killed the righteous master!”

When she finished speaking through gritted teeth, she saw the woman in the blue shirt get up from the reclining chair, and Lotus was about to lean over to take her to the black stone dock, but she saw that she had torn apart the space and stepped in. After the shape disappears, only slight air fluctuations remain in place.

Lotus was stunned for a while, then subconsciously looked at the rebuilt hut in the center of the blood sea, the current Blackstone Pier, just as she was about to fall back to its original state, but was pulled by a bunch of roses with leaflets hooking up .

“This is the first pantry that Shi Niang fried this month?”

“Third!”

“Sister, don’t join in the fun, every time the head of the Hundred Flowers Sect comes, the master and the wife will not come to see us for a long time, I’m getting used to it! Sister, you might as well stay here, Tell us about the newsbooks that are popular in Jiuzhou recently!”

“Yes, yes.”

, continue to tell them this story.

After a while, she reluctantly flipped through the story, and when she saw the writing, she knew that she was addicted to finding rules and inspiration from the book some time ago. He wrote the story of Su Mingxiu and Sui Yihuan with his own pen, intending to inspire latecomers in this way and dare to fight against the unfair fate.

Unexpectedly, this story spread all over Jiuzhou.

She flipped through the book, and faced with these newly born junior sisters and sisters, she asked patiently, “Where did Master say before?”

“Speaking of the wedding.”

“No, no, it’s obviously the abominable hero and the cruel heaven that perished!”

…

The roses were arguing endlessly, but the lotus put the book back and reluctantly responded, “Isn’t this finished?”

You bump into each other, I bump into you, the roses shaking off their petals raised their heads dumbly: “It’s finished?” How could such a beautiful story come to such an abrupt end?

“How can I finish it?”

“Yes, Mr. Ben still has a lot to say.”

Faced with Rose’s doubts, Lotus put down the book, thought for a moment, and promised, “Do you still have any doubts?”

Yellow Rose asked, “Does the Demon Venerable there have the memory of another person in multiple reincarnations?”

“Perhaps.” Lotus responded cautiously.

She thought about the degree of love between the master and the wife, and then changed her words, “She must remember, it’s like the protagonist was forced to forget everything again and again, but greeted him again and again. Thinking back – Demon Venerable will not disappoint her.”

Red Rose asked, “That…that disciple of the Hehuan Sect who once fell in love with Xiao Xingwei, what happened to him? And the second senior sister of the Hundred Flowers Sect who was arrested in Moyuan to plant flowers.”

Red Rose is passionate. When she listened to this story before, she always felt sorry for those infatuated women who really made a mistake, even if these people didn’t have much description.

Lotus thought for a while, “The disciple of the Hehuan Sect was scolded by the elders in the division, and he consciously saw that the man’s eyes needed to be improved. If you don’t look down on the men in the world, you may become the new suzerain of the Hehuan Sect in the future.”

“As for the jealous second senior sister, who originally intended to compete for the head of the Hundred Flowers Sect, but found that she had survived the battle without the one from the master who knew nothing and was in a daze. Everyone has a good relationship and only loves to mess around with food and drink, but in the end, the elders fully support the younger sister who takes the position of the new suzerain to win the hearts of the people. Hundred Flowers Sect plant all kinds of spiritual grass.”

Pink Rose thought of the many love memorials that appeared inside, and slowly confided: “I remember the wooden box given by the merman, the protagonist has never opened it, why is the devil’s obsession, but Is there such a thing as this?”

“This…”

“Also, did the Demon Venerable return to the Qiangshan faction?”

“The Demon Venerable is covered in that terrifying blood curse, can she really last for 10,000 years?”

“Ah.”

In front of the Little House in Blackrock Dock.

Sui Yihuan, who was cleaning up the mess, suddenly sneezed. I don’t know if it was because the technique was far behind, the dust in the room was startled, or someone was talking about it.

Su Mingxiu, who pinched out the clean dust, looked at her with a smile, and her eyes fell on her nose, which was still stained with a little stove black ashes, as if she was looking at a stray cat outside, It seems that he is seriously licking the cat, but he doesn’t notice the dirty place at all.

It makes you want to peel off her shell and see the sweet white juice dripping from it.

“I… I think that there are too many guests, so it’s too outrageous to have such dim sum. But I’m not good at entertaining people with white flour buns, so I thought, you have taught me a lot. time, maybe I can try…”

Her voice was getting lower and lower due to her guilty conscience, apparently thinking that the consequence of her trial would be sacrificing another newly built pantry.

The guests have all dispersed at this time. I don’t know if they are afraid that Su Mingxiu will come to trouble them or what. Only the two of them are left on the ruins.

Su Mingxiu walked towards her, raised her hand to touch her head, and responded with a smile, “It’s okay, you are too thin-skinned, next time they quarrel here, let them drink The wind goes.”

Being amused by her tone, Sui Yihuan also relaxed, and after a while I didn’t know what to think, and teased, “Your little sister is also among them, let her drink the wind, you are willing to ?”

“How can my Taoist partner be more important, little junior sister?”

Su Mingxiu pushed the ball back very lightly, not fooled at all.

Sui Yihuan couldn’t pick on her fault, her brows moved, so she had to continue to use magic to clean up these messes, and changed the topic, “Yuan was thinking of making you a pot to eat tonight, It’s alright now, I don’t know if I can clean up the dining room tonight, and tomorrow I will start turning this sea of blood into a soup pool…” She remembered that Su Mingxiu especially liked to soak in those hot spring soup pools.

Without the major events of the Nine Provinces War and the life and death of the Demon Race, today’s Demon Venerable is also frowning at the troublesome housework.

The man in green looked at her with the black and gray on the tip of her nose and looked sad for a long time. After seeing enough of her liveliness, he held her hand, “Then let’s not clean it up.”

“Huh?”

Mozun tilted his head, not knowing what she meant.

Didn’t I say I wanted to go out to play? From now on, let’s go all the way from Moyuan to the north, and go back to the Qiangshan School first. Just in time, the mugwort leaves are growing well in this season, and you can eat Qingtuan again…”

Sui Yihuan, who can suddenly leave all plans to travel, was stunned for a while, because she had nothing to prepare, and hesitated for a long time, “Wait, I’ll check things.”

If it’s not enough to play, I will say hello to Tiandao, let’s go to the three thousand small world and live a more dashing life.” Su Mingxiu gave her relief.

The Demon Venerable, who is used to shouldering responsibilities, is still thinking about Moyuan and where he lives: “But, there are them and this house…”

Sui Yihuan: “?”

She thought of the sea of blood and the flowers on the cliff, and suddenly felt sympathy for them.

In the world, there was one more question mark above the Demon Venerable’s head.

“Here…” She turned to look at Su Mingxiu, thinking that this would persuade her to change to a more serious place.

, you can still stay in the building, you and I can miss some old things here.”

“What old…”

Sui Yihuan blushed and wanted to scold the hooligan, but Su Mingxiu tapped the tip of her nose and approached her very intimately, “A disciple is questioning being a teacher?”

The Demon Venerable who was suddenly recalled in the old days: “You!”

“Don’t like to call me Master? What do you like to call me? Mom?”

“Su Ming Embroidery!”

“Hey, you used to call me Susu, is this the difference between pre-marriage and post-marriage?”

“Rush…”

In the Demon Abyss.

Blow into the flowers.

”

“I don’t know.”

Yellow Rose rubbed the flower buds, and after a while, she saw the book in her hand, and she didn’t know what to think, so she leaned over mysteriously and asked, “Do you think this story is a story? Although sweet and sad, what is missing?”

“What?”

The pink rose and the white rose who were woken up also came over, “What’s missing?”

“I don’t know—”

“It should be something less, indescribable.”

“Indescribable? What’s indescribable?”

“I don’t know, we’ll find out when we ask Master and Mistress tomorrow!”

—end of story—