Legend of the Asura

When she noticed the dragon cat's abnormality, the baby pulled her ear off with some confusion, but didn't think much of it, because at this time she was a little spirited, and the scene that had been playing back in her head and the wind was here, she didn't have the extra mind to think about anything else. It's been six months, and she never enjoyed coming from his intoxicating warmth again.

Today she is 14 years old, her body has grown up and her face is slightly younger, but living in a small world she is still so simple as snow that she doesn't even want to grow up at all. That way, she can naturally enjoy her brother's drowning and the love of her mother, her sisters.

She stared at the familiar aperture, stepped down from the dragon cat, and retrieved it back to the riding space, completely unaware of the struggle before it was retracted.

In fact, the fear of a dragon cat is superfluous, and if the baby is really in danger, the Fantasy Butterfly naturally protects her from pet space. Because holy pets have the ability to forcibly disengage from pet space. It is not generally comparable to the level at which this peak exists.

“Right here, my brother got me beautiful shoes and helped me beat the kitten. That day was the first day I met my brother, and that was the first time my brother protected me...” The baby walked slowly and spoke to himself.

She missed him so much that she shouted at him countless times in her dreams. The most beautiful dream is to wake up and see him by his bed, smiling at himself.

Little steps are gentle, but the sound of footsteps is particularly clear in this narrow cave, awakening the sleeping moon and tightening her nerves instantly.

She knows that after using a hidden line of breath, she has been incapable of fighting for a short period of time, and if the other side is an enemy, she will surely die.

The cave is slightly tortuous, with the middle of the cave visible, but not the bright bottom in the middle. Moon stood up hard and grabbed the black gun in his hand. At this point, she can only pray that the other person returns halfway, or… is scared away by her.

Turning around a small corner, the scene finally turned from darkness to light, and the baby suddenly saw a dark figure in his sight and stayed for a moment.

The forefinger of the devil's moon gun tried to expel her, but when she saw the person, she stood still.

What a girl!

If poetry and dreams are not enough to describe her spirit, the people of the evil kingdom are not enough to describe her beauty, the rain of the empty mountain spirit is not enough to describe her temperament, her eyes, her snow, her whole body seems not contaminated by the dust of the world, the first time the Moon looks at her, her heart is drawn away by the beautiful moment that should not exist in the world,

An angelic girl, where she exists, can make the heavens and the earth lose their colour, dimly lit, the most beautiful landscape in the world, and can only be her pure companion.

Perhaps anyone who sees such a girl will completely put away his demonic side because… no one will bear to hurt her, which would be an unforgivable sin, more intolerable than the killing of thousands of innocent people.

The moon tried to converge its mind, with a long gun in the forefinger, and shouted: "Get out! ”

Her voice also brought the baby back from doubt, but did not scare her because she was clearly alone and a woman, not a monster. Baby apologized and said: "Yes... sorry, I didn't know there was anyone here, I was leaving right away.” She seemed worried about her sudden intrusion, and the baby laughed with some embarrassment: “I really didn't mean to, don't be angry. ”

The Moon moved her eyes away, and in front of the baby, she was humbled by her presence. And her voice magically eased her violent mood, and even the previous tension vanished without a trace.

What kind of girl is this… almost unconscious, she asks herself the same question deep down.

She'd rather believe that she doesn't belong in the world.

However, the baby who was about to turn around suddenly stopped and opened her mouth for a moment, then said anxiously, "You're hurt, and you're hurt so badly. ”

The armor of the Moon has become visibly broken and her body has been trembling slightly. Because she's already weak and almost unstable.

“It's none of your business, get out!! ”

Moon bites his teeth, and the magic gun in his hand passes out a few more points, and the trembling tip of the gun points straight in the direction of the baby's chest. But perhaps it was a little too hard under the force, and as soon as she had finished yelling, the man fell heavily on the ground, and the long gun in his hand was thrown out, falling to the ground and making a dull metal crash.

“Ah...” The baby whispered and rushed forward, trying to lift her body. But before she got close, the moon snorted coldly: "Fuck off, get out of here now! ”

She pushed herself up and slowly sat down, but could no longer stand.

When was this young girl, who was so fond of her own body, yelled so rudely that the baby flattened her lips with some grief, but the purest and best heart still made her almost instinctive to ask carefully: "But you seem so badly hurt. Are you sure you're okay? I... I have a great sister who can help you. ”

“If you don't go out, I'll make you regret it. ”

The Moon turned her head toward her, and she didn't know what the look was like under the black mask.

The baby stopped insisting, but still hesitated a little before leaving, but her hesitation made Moon think she was still not dying to "mind her own business," she stretched out her right hand, pulled her mask down sharply, and almost roared: “Get out! ”

What kind of face is that...

Each of the five organs is twisted, every inch of skin is pitted, sore, and countless shapes and marks are all over her face, flooding almost every organ on her face.

This is an ugly face that is almost impossible to describe in words, even though the legendary evil spirit still has a complete face, and she... it can no longer be called a face, and any vicious modifier will become pale and powerless in front of it. More horrible than the devil, more frightening than the most horrible murderer. Under the perfect to extreme appearance of the baby, there is an unacceptably large contrast.

And it's still a woman's face.

Perhaps when ordinary people see this face, the first reaction is to be scared to death.

Although the Moon is called the "Demon God”, she is still human in nature. Aimei is a woman's nature, and the Moon will never be an exception. So this face became her biggest pain, her biggest hatred, and the source of her inferiority and resentment, because it was the face that was given to her by the humans of Tianlong Mainland.

Once there were four wars in the Tianlong continent, there must be blood and casualties, and there must be pain and resentment. After countless years of accumulation of indelible negative atmospheres, demons have finally been formed - the demons of the demonic race, the three demons and the Ten Guardians. The Demon King carries the most powerful resentment, the Demon is arrogant and arrogant, the Demon is greedy and lewd, and the Moon - she carries ugliness and jealousy.

So she had the ugliest face. From birth is the “devil" of escape and exclusion for all!

resentment, which arises as a result. She hasn't seen her face in years, because even she hates it. Once upon a time, every time she saw it, her fierce resentment was like she was about to boil. She is a demonic god, but in the end, she is just a pitiful woman, because she is born with the most important part of a woman and is utterly crippled.

And so she hated the Tianlong mainland, which gave her this face, and all the women on the Tianlong mainland. Jealousy was half her original sin.

In front of the baby, she can't have a killer heart, but she can't afford not to be jealous.

Then, she was somewhat surprised that the expected scream and desertion did not appear. The girl in front of her opened her mouth, opened her eyes and looked at her face, her star-like eyes still motionless, slightly flashing a light that she could not understand.

“Are you frightened already...” The moon thought bitterly. How sad it would be for a woman to have a face that scares people to death, even alive.

The next moment, she's totally stuck there.

A small white hand reached out and touched the ugly to unspeakable face, then gently stroked twice, couldn't help it, the moon was completely stunned.

She is a demonic god with tremendous strength and heart, but her heart is now easily broken, because no one ever dares to reach out and touch her face, just one glance is enough to let anyone flee.

Skywalker's jade fingers are crystalline and slender, and his wrist to his fingertips reveal skin as fine as snow. Just this little hand is enough to allow the envy of the Moon to swell to the top, and the owner of the hand is curious as if he was trying to test something, there is no fear of disgust at all.

“What are you doing!” Returning to the divine moon, she shrunk her body and stared at the baby with her eyes open. She was increasingly unaware of the sudden intrusion of the girl.

“Did someone cut your face?” The baby asked in confusion. The face of the Moon appeared to be full of trenches, but she was curious to probe, but did not touch any traces of trenches, which were rather smooth. The sores were like paintings.

“Injured?” The Moon sneered, revealing the silk on his face, making that face even scarier and scarier: “I was so ugly! Nobody hurts my face, and what makes me human is you people! ”