A world-famous feast, second floor, Xinlan Court.

The dishes on the table have been served long ago. The dishes on a large table are comparable to the meals of ancient emperors. However, the two people dining here ate very little. Most of the dishes were untouched. I just don’t know why.

, but the wine on the table was cleared.

The two of them drank one cup after another. So far, they had finished enough to knock down more than a dozen big men. However, even after drinking so much, Wutong's face was only slightly red, and she didn't even feel the sensation on her head.

But Lin Huang next to him was different. He was so dizzy from drinking that his eyes were blurred.

After finishing another glass, Lin Huang habitually went to get the jug, but he couldn't reach it many times. Every time, there was a deviation. The jug in front of him seemed to have more than a dozen shadows coming over it, shaking.

The swaying overlaps make it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

It stands to reason that with Lin Huang's cultivation, even if he is counterattacked by nature, even if he is suppressed by the great avenue of the human world, he will never get drunk.

But at this time...

He was drunk. Although he was not completely drunk, he was already unconscious.

"Master?"

Wutong said softly.

She knew that her young master must have something on his mind, otherwise he would never be drunk. She was not drunk yet, how could a majestic Immortal Emperor be drunk?

Moreover, the young master basically does not drink alcohol on weekdays. When he is in heaven, except for the Jade Emperor's peach party and meeting with the Jade Emperor, Ziwei and other emperors, where he has to drink some symbolically, he never drinks alcohol on weekdays.

of.

Why today?

Could it be that Young Master has something on his mind? But what could it be?

Could it be...

Is it because of her? Young Master, I think of her...

In an instant, Wutong's face suddenly changed, fearful, envious, jealous, unwilling...

She knew that if there was anything else in the world that could really affect her son's mood, then I'm afraid it would only be that person...

But hasn’t the young master already forgotten her? That memory has disappeared...

Wutong suddenly felt a little sad. Hundreds of thousands of years had passed, but when she thought of that person, she still felt blocked, as if the shadow above her head had never left.

"Wutong!" Lin Huang said in a vague voice, and then took Wutong's hand.

Wutong didn't struggle, and just linked his fingers with his backhand.

"Sir, what do you want to order?"

"What are you ordering?" Lin Huang showed a bitter smile on his face. "I just want to talk to you about the past."

"Wutong, do you still remember the first time we met?"

"Remember, Wutong always remembers it!" Wutong said softly.

"I remember it too!" A thoughtful look appeared on Lin Huang's face, with a bitter smile.

"That year, I was just a demon fairy who had just transformed. On Tianxuan Island in the East China Sea, I met you who was going through the heavenly tribulation. You were really embarrassed at that time. You were blackened by the heavenly tribulation and covered with branches.

It’s all broken, and basically all that’s left is a dead wood pile.”

Lin Huang said minding his own business.

That year, not long after he had attained the Immortal Path, he was traveling around looking for opportunities to see if he could go further. On an island called Tianxuan Island in the East China Sea, he met Wutong, who had just overcome the heavenly tribulation.

Because it is far more difficult for elves such as plants, trees, bamboos and rocks to transform into human form than animals, so even if the sycamore tree at that time was already at the peak of tribulation, it still had the original appearance of the sycamore tree.

When the Forty-nine Heavenly Tribulation fell, Wutong almost disappeared into ashes because he had no powerful magic weapon to protect him.

In fact, when the seventh great catastrophe fell, she was only half a dead wood pile, all the branches on her body had been broken, and her soul was almost gone.

Lin Huang was passing by and saw this scene. Because he was also a demon clan, maybe out of the fellow countryman's tearful kinship, Lin Huang helped Wutong.

Not only did he help her block the eighth and ninth catastrophes, but he also used his own blood and essence to help her restore her vitality. In order to save Wutong, Lin Huang lost a lot of essence and blood, and his vitality was severely damaged, and he even revealed his true form on the spot.

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No one in the world knew what Lin Huang's true form was, but Wutong knew that just after she came back from the hell gate and regained consciousness, she immediately discovered that there was an ancient monster in front of her that she had never seen before.

The rich demonic energy shoots straight into the sky, the laws tremble, and the avenue roars

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, as if a demon god was born.

"I was so scared at that time. I had just saved my life from the gate of hell and met you. At that time, I was just a little monster going through a period of tribulation. How had I ever seen a monster like you~"

"Yes! I remember you cried for a long time!" Lin Huang poured another glass of wine, drank it down, and then said vaguely.

"I was so depressed at the time. It was obviously me who saved you with all my strength. Logically speaking, I should be your benefactor. Why did you act like I bullied you?"

"There's nothing you can do about it! I'm just a sycamore tree with a little aura. The most terrifying existences I've ever seen before are those dragons in the sea. How have I ever seen an ancient demon god as powerful as you? And I am, after all, a

As a girl, it’s normal to be timid!”

Wutong couldn't help but blush when she heard Lin Huang exposed the dirty information about her, and the scene at that time immediately appeared in her mind.

On a small island, an indescribable giant beast was crawling and breathing heavily. In front of it, a sycamore tree that had come back to life and regained its vitality was trembling.

On the sycamore tree, a faint light and shadow emerged, and it turned out to be a little girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. When the little girl looked at the giant beast in front of her, she cried out of fright, with tears and snot running down her nose.

At that time, the giant beast was stunned, its big eyes filled with astonishment.

"Then there were a few so-called righteous people who followed the demonic energy you exuded, and they were still shouting that they wanted to conquer demons. They looked hypocritical."

Wutong said.

When those righteous people saw Wutong, who had just passed through the catastrophe and was transforming, they immediately became lustful, uttered a lot of filthy words, and raised their hands to grab Wutong.

At that time, Lin Huang was far less cultivated than he is now. He had no sympathy at all for those righteous people who opened their mouths and shut up to kill demons. He even hated them deeply. Faced with such behavior, Lin Huang raised his hand and killed them.

.

After all, those few monks had entered the immortal path and became true immortals, but in front of Lin Huang, whose vitality was greatly damaged, they were almost killed instantly.

Lin Huang swallowed some of the pills he carried with him and regained his strength.

Then his huge eyes just glanced at them, and suddenly invisible energy turned into a heavenly sword and fell down.

Under Lin Huang's glance, the body-protecting immortal energy of those true immortals was as fragile as white paper and disintegrated in an instant. When the heavenly sword fell, several people were directly eliminated by the soldiers, and their bodies were torn apart by the wind of the sword, turning into

A piece of blood mist dispersed with the wind, and the soul was killed on the spot, and there was no chance of reincarnation.

"I thought I was about to be captured by them, but it was the young master who rescued me and then asked me if I wanted to be your little follower. He also said that in the future he would lead me to stand at the highest point of the Three Realms and create a nation of ten thousand people.

A world of equality, no discrimination, no oppression.”

Wutong's face was slightly cold at first, but after mentioning Lin Huang, it turned rosy again, and in the end, she just admired him.

"Yeah! I was just joking at the time. Who would have thought that you, a stubborn girl, would actually agree to me? You know, I was just a monster at the time, but more powerful. I was not the hooker of the co-lord of the three realms.

Chen Dijun, you stupid girl actually dared to agree to follow me to daydream." Lin Huang burped from wine and recalled those years with blurred eyes.

"That's because Wutong believes in you! The most fortunate thing for Wutong in this life is to follow the young master and serve you."

Wutong said.

"I think it's because you're such a heartless girl and you dare to believe what a stranger says. If it's still so far-fetched, aren't you afraid that you met a bad person and sold you out?" Lin Huang glared and curled his lips.

"Then Wutong is also willing!" Wutong looked serious.

"You...hey..." Hearing this, Lin Huang sighed with a wry smile.

"Wutong, do you know? I once felt that I was omnipotent. I could do what I wanted to do according to my ideas. No one could stop me, not even the sky! I also felt that all the immortals in the sky were nothing.

Those righteous monks who shout to kill demons are despicable people..."

"But! Later I discovered that I was useless, I couldn't do anything, and I couldn't change anything."

Lin Huang seemed to be drunk, his eyes were red, and he was pouring out his bitterness to the person closest to him, expressing his dissatisfaction and grievances.

But he is already the Emperor of Heaven, the co-lord of the Three Realms, and the Lord of the Three Realms on an equal footing with the Jade Emperor. What grievances will he have?

"Sir, please don't say that!" Wutong suddenly turned red and frowned.

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He held Lin Huang's hand tightly and intertwined his fingers, as if he was afraid that this man would disappear in the next moment.

"The fact that the demon clan can thrive in today's three realms is all due to you. You have the virtue of reinvention for the demon clan. The people of the demon clan are grateful for your kindness! You are already amazing."

Wutong is not flattering this point, it is a fact. If Lin Huang, the Emperor of Heaven who was born from the demon clan, did not dominate the three realms, I am afraid that the demon clan would have disappeared long ago. If the situation is slightly better, I am afraid it will be the same as the Wu clan back then.

There are only a few tribesmen left, living in the world and wandering in the chaotic starry sky.

"But I can't even protect my dearest ones, I can't do anything!"

Lin Huang gave a low drink, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed to pieces. Blood dripped from his palm immediately. The emperor's body was already immortal, but at this time he was actually bleeding.

"Sir!" Wutong burst into tears and cried in distress.

"On that road, I failed to protect you, and you were seriously injured and fell asleep for hundreds of thousands of years..." Lin Huang blamed himself.
To be continued...